Outside the heaven, three magnificent temples were built with divine sources, shining brightly in the sky. The power of faith rumbled like a river flowing.
"You shouldn't be like this. To die on the battlefield, to be buried in the light of the sword, and to end up in darkness and turmoil is the best destination for me." A voice came from Gai Jiuyou's temple.
Ye Fan faced it calmly, looked carefully and sighed. It was just a residual thought condensed by the power of faith, and it was not a real person.
"In the future, if the senior's spiritual consciousness truly awakens, I will respect your choice." Ye Fan turned around.
The other two temples were filled with blood energy, and the life force was stronger. The pulse of the two broken bodies could be vaguely seen. Ye Fan did not disturb these two people, and still sealed them in the immortal source.
How shocking it is that the Emperor of Heaven is reborn. He has been immortal for twenty-six thousand years. To live like this again makes people tremble!
All over the universe, the divine power of heaven is getting stronger, and the power of faith is rolling in, sinking into Ye Fan's tripod, and turning into a sea of stars. The whole heaven is full of aura, and the auspicious energy breaks through hundreds of millions of miles.
Looking from a distance, the heavenly palace is bathed in immortal glory, like a vast fairyland, becoming a place of immortality.
The visions in heaven shook the human world, and everyone found it incredible and even more awe-inspiring. There were various visions there, such as real dragons flying and immortal phoenixes spreading their wings. They were all transformed by the power of faith and hovered in the sky above the heavens, becoming gods.
"It's incredible. The Emperor of Heaven is so powerful. With him here, Heaven has become the most powerful inheritance in the ages!"
The white tiger roars, the Xuanwu expands the sea, and the Kunpeng strikes across the nine heavens. They are all gods transformed by the power of faith, guarding the heavens. In this life, their heritage is so rich that it makes many people tremble.
"Could it be said that this is the true meaning of heaven, to create immortality in the world of mortals?"
The cauldron of Mother Qi rises and falls, and its inner power of faith is infinite. All the creatures on the cauldron walls take shape, causing all kinds of strange phenomena and wonders outside the heaven.
Even if Ye Fan dies, the presence of this cauldron can ensure the prosperity of Heaven.
"Is the ultimate magical use of the power of faith related to immortality and the creation of a fairyland? Is this the reason why the ancient emperors wanted to establish a heaven?" After this day, many people began to ponder.
The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron has evolved to the extreme, and it only needs one final leap to become an immortal weapon.
On earth and in the human world, many people are in awe of the Heavenly Court. As more and more people often mention the name of the Heavenly Emperor, the power of faith will naturally become more and more powerful.
Ye Fan's body is crystal clear, his black hair is thick, he is full of life and vitality, and he has returned to the best state of his body. At first glance, if he is only about twenty years old, he is so young that it is hard to believe.
A brand new beginning, a reincarnation of life, standing at the end of the initial trajectory of another life, still in this world, but without the same people.
I recall the time when I first entered Beidou, practiced hard, and was hunted down. Later, I met a group of friends. When they were young and frivolous, they marched forward bravely, fought against the current, and were full of energy.
Looking back, all the beauties of such companions are no longer visible.
How should he live this life? As the Emperor of Heaven, how should he go through this life with a group of immature faces? The whole world is so vast that he can never find that feeling again.
But the last life has passed after all. Ye Fan has experienced too much. After looking at the sky and sighing, he put away his loneliness, because he still has a long way to go and there are still things to do.
He wants to understand the method of immortality, and he wants to fulfill his past promises. A mottled and vast battle map of immortality has been laid out, waiting for him to describe the magnificent rivers, mountains and poems.
This life no longer has the feeling of the past. At that time, he struggled hard, narrowly escaped death, and faced many catastrophes every year on the path of spiritual practice. Now in this life, thousands of years have passed by in a single meditation for him.
Ye Fan is thinking about various methods of immortality, constantly attacking to verify this path.
Same time, different way of living.
After several passes, five thousand years have passed since ancient times. This is the lonely road of the Emperor of Heaven. He stands in the sky, looking down at the energetic young people in the world of mortals. They are a little immature, full of hope, and rush towards their own destiny.
The sky, but he could no longer fit in.
"The trajectory of the predecessors is continued by the descendants."
The Emperor of Heaven sighed, after eight thousand years in the world, he is still young and even more powerful.
Wake up from seclusion and look at the world of mortals. A group of young people have gone from practicing spiritual practice to being famous all over the world, to growing old and turning into dust. This is a life, and it is also a reappearance of Ye Fan's era.
As times change, some things between heaven and earth are constantly repeating themselves, like a mirror, reflecting light and shining into the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven.
With wisps of fairy light in Ye Fan's eyes, he sat cross-legged in the sky, overlooking the world of mortals. He sat there for thousands of years. He seemed to have captured some kind of trajectory of immortality and reincarnation.
When he was fifteen thousand years old in this life, Ye Fan still had black hair. On this day, he was sitting cross-legged on the cliff of the Immortal Mountain. A golden light flashed in the distance and quietly ran into the peach garden, making him look strange.
With a "whoosh" sound, a little golden monkey was imprisoned by him in a single thought. It appeared in front of him. It was the only youngest son of the Holy Prince. In this life, he broke through the divine source and sneaked out.
"Ah, Uncle Ye, you are still so young, have you only been a few years ago?" The little holy ape looked like he was only a few years old, scratching his head in confusion.
"You are so naughty, why did you sneak out again?" Ye Fan asked.
"I'm not going to pick up peaches, and I don't want to sneak out to play." The little monkey tried to conceal the fact that there were no three hundred taels of silver here, and his big eyes rolled around, but after a while, he suddenly grinned and cried again, and said: "Uncle Ye, I want to
My father has a mother."
Ye Fan picked him up, put him on his shoulders, and took him around the world of mortals for no other reason than to have a good time with him.
The Emperor of Heaven was shocked when he went on this trip. Many people were surprised and secretly sighed that the little monkey was so lucky to be able to sit on the shoulders of the Emperor of Heaven.
In this life, a little naughty boy can jump out, cry and wipe his tears to Ye Fan, which makes him feel very warm, so he is very doting on him.
Of course, in the end, Ye Fan sealed the little monkey again. This was the hope of heaven. The root bone was rare in ancient times and had all the advantages of the two holy ape clans.
"Uncle Ye, can I come and play with you again in a while?" Before being sealed into the Divine Source, the little monkey asked timidly but full of hope.
Ye Fan rewarded him with a chestnut and immediately sealed him.
Time is like water. In this life, Ye Fan has witnessed the rise, fame and old age of several generations of geniuses in the world. He has been in the world for more than 20,000 years.
In the remaining years, he traveled all over the world, surveying mountains, rivers, dragon veins, and measuring places that defy the heavens and fortunes, as if he was looking for something.
"The Emperor of Heaven has a premonition that the end has come, and he wants to find a burial cave for himself."
People sigh, no matter how great a hero is, he will eventually come to an end. Even if Ye Fan is the Emperor of Heaven, as long as he does not kill himself, change the restricted area, or use special means to proclaim himself, he will still grow old and die.
But in his life, he personally defeated the five restricted areas, how could he follow suit?
People can predict that the Emperor of Heaven, whose achievements are astonishing in ancient and modern times, and whose military power can defeat immortals, will eventually die and should end in this life, because the elixir of death is useless to him.
Years passed by, and Ye Fan lived another 26,000 years in this life, which shocked the world. He had been alive for more than 50,000 years!
"The Emperor of Heaven is truly a high god!"
The whole world sighed.
Ye Fan was walking alone in the sea of stars. Everyone thought he was looking for the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, but they had no idea what he was thinking. He actually wanted to find the monster.
Ye Fan sighed, the other party was very tolerant.
Now that his blood has dried up, this life is about to end, his fighting power will be greatly reduced, and his situation is really dangerous.
This year, his blood was exhausted, his white hair was disheveled, and his body was thin. He was in his twilight years and could not live much longer. He was traveling alone in the universe.
Some people couldn't help but feel so sad when they saw it. Even the Emperor of Heaven was old, but he couldn't see immortality.
"Emperor of Heaven!"
Ye Fan passed by various domains, as if he was saying goodbye to this universe and all races. Many people couldn't help but cry out sadly.
Seeing the end of a most powerful person like this, many powerful people feel uncomfortable. The old age and decline of the Emperor of Heaven will be the end of an era.
"boom!"
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted, and a big foot descended from the sky and stepped towards Ye Fan, who was withered.
"What, who is that? How dare you be so disrespectful to the Emperor of Heaven and step on his head with your feet!" Some of the sages who followed behind and wanted to see the Emperor off all changed their colors and became angry.
Ye Fan calmed down the darkness and turmoil in the past, swept away the restricted areas of life, and left brilliant achievements, which are respected by all ethnic groups. Who can insult him like this?
Stepping on the head of the Emperor of Heaven really made the saints of all races furious!
At the same time, Ye Fan sprouted dense golden hair, red hair, black hair, etc. all over his body, and the scene was extremely terrifying.
"In the twilight years of the Holy Body, the twilight years of the Emperor of Heaven, he encountered the most terrible curse!"
"Emperor of Heaven!"
People shouted, their hearts trembled, they were worried about him, and they all showed unbearable and sorrowful expressions.
They couldn't help. The aura of the person who appeared was absolutely unparalleled. If the Emperor of Heaven hadn't stood in front and blocked the wave, all of them would have died.
"boom!"
There was an explosion that shattered the sky. The Emperor, who was covered in hair, waved the Emperor Fist that he had not used for tens of thousands of years!
This strike trembles throughout the ages, this strike reverses the course of time, this strike penetrates the thirty-third heaven!
The Emperor of Heaven is getting old, he has not fought for many years, and his vitality has withered. However, his fists are still indestructible. The big foot in the sky burst into pieces and rained blood.
Then, with a bang, Ye Fan's body was engulfed in flames, burning all his hair clean, and he reappeared in his true form.
Even though the Emperor of Heaven is old, he is still extremely domineering, invincible, and no one can bully him.
"You are worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven. It's really admirable that you can still have such fighting power even if your blood is exhausted. But you still have to die!"
A man landed down, covered in dense long hair.
Then another person descended, extremely holy, as if transformed from a divine source, dazzling and dazzling.
"Are there two monsters?" Ye Fan stared.
"I am Genggui."
"I am the Origin God."
The two of them signed up for their own numbers, which suddenly brought back Ye Fan's long-lasting memories. In those years in the Northern Divine City, he heard many legends while gambling on stones and searching for their origins, all about the Origin Ghost and the Origin God.
Eat the treasures found in stones.
"Are you the monsters? Even the two emperors are not enough!" Ye Fan said. Although he was old, he was still unparalleled in domineering. He stepped forward to defeat the enemy.
"Wrong, the monster you are waiting for is me, they are just my kind." Another voice came, and a heavenly treasure surrounded by fairy light appeared, tearing apart the universe.
From that underworld weapon walked out a man whose whole body was surrounded by chaotic light, with an unrivaled aura!
"How can we be left out?" After saying this, the four of them came together hand in hand with a spirit that was astonishing to all ages. An ancient mine loomed in the distance, like a black hole.
They come from the Taichu Ancient Mine, a restricted area that Ye Fan has always wanted to eliminate.
With a buzzing sound, Lingbao Tianzun's killing array diagram emerged, covering the sky, and was actually held in the hands of these four people, trapping Ye Fan below. Several ancient imperial weapons replaced the four killing swords, forming the first killing array in ancient times.
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"What a huge formation. The seven supreme beings all appeared in my old age." Ye Fan looked at them indifferently.
"I only want a wisp of his heart blood and the living mark of the Emperor of Heaven. The rest of the flesh, blood, bones of the Emperor of Heaven, etc. belong to you!" said the man surrounded by chaotic light who walked out of the Tongtian Mingbao.
"Evolved into a real immortal weapon." Ye Fan stared at the underworld weapon and couldn't help but sigh. However, even though he was in his old age and trapped in a desperate situation, he still dominated the universe with his power, and his voice spread throughout the nine heavens and ten places, saying
: "I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I shall kill all enemies in the world!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)