The sky is blue, like a huge crystal, without any impurities. The gentle breeze carries the fresh scent of vegetation, which contains infinite vitality.
The Northern Territory is monotonous and boring, lacking vitality. The earth is red, and there is no human habitation for hundreds of thousands of miles. It is desolate and desolate, and there are no traces of birds.
Nowadays, we have entered the severe winter season, with millions of miles of snow falling, and the earth is covered with snow and white.
At this time, Yuu is floating in the water and going down the river.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry. He lay on a lonely boat and carefully thought about the difficulties he would face and how to deal with them.
The river was neither wide nor fast. The banks were covered with water plants, and the scent of grass mixed with the smell of earth made him feel the endless nature.
On the water surface, fish jump up from time to time, splashing water, revealing the white color of the fish belly, which is very vivid.
As night fell, Ye Fan took out his wine bag, drank some wine, ate half a roast chicken, lay down on the boat and fell asleep peacefully, letting the boat drift down naturally.
"boom"
In the middle of the night, Ye Bianzhou bumped into a boat in front of him. Ye Fan woke up and entered a wide river at some point.
Under the stars, a large boat with a length of dozens of feet in the river was flashing. Many people looked down, and someone said, "Who hit the boat?"
"I'm sorry, everyone." Ye Fan bowed his hands and apologized.
The people on the boat were very reasonable. When they saw that Ye Fan's boat was damaged, they lowered the mooring rope and let him board.
"Thank you all." Ye Fan wanted to learn some information about this area from these people, and did not refuse the kindness.
This is a large ship that sails on the river all year round. There are ordinary mortals and many monks on board. Many people can't sleep at night and stand on the deck chatting.
Ye Fan paid some money to the owner of the ship and officially became a passenger. He listened quietly to the discussions of these people.
"During this period, all the heroes in the world gathered in the Northern Territory. First, the inheritance of the Great Emperor Wu Shi was astonishing, and then there were rumors of the ancient sky-swallowing magic jar, which really stirred up the world."
Some monks were sighing and talking about recent events.
Ye Fan was surprised. The Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar was really about to appear. What An Miaoyi said was true, but he stayed away from the center of the storm and did not join in the excitement.
There must be great danger inside. Although An Miaoyi didn't say it clearly, there were enough hints to tell him not to go and not to ask why.
"Speaking of which, it's a pity that the Holy Body broke the curse of hundreds of thousands of years, but in the end it was inevitable to die."
"Indeed, it has attracted the attention of the world not long ago, but it is such a result. It is a pity that it has the fighting power to look down on the younger generation, but it cannot survive in the world for a long time."
"It can be regarded as the death of a generation of talents. There is one less person who has the hope of getting close to the emperor in the future, and the saints can breathe a sigh of relief."
Many people feel that it is a pity when they talk about the Eucharist. Otherwise, the younger generation will fight fiercely and fight fiercely in the future. Now this ending means that there will be a lot less excitement.
"What does the Holy Body mean? In a world where kings are rising together, it will be ignored by everyone and not worth mentioning." A man in black iron clothes suddenly spoke.
Many people were surprised. No one noticed when he appeared. He was like a ghost, appearing out of thin air.
Only Ye Fan saw this person step forward from the void. He was so extraordinary that he was surprised. He must be the top master of the younger generation.
"Who are you and why do you say this?" Some people are not dissatisfied with his remarks.
"It doesn't matter who I am, I'm just stating a fact. In the past ancient years, I haven't heard of a holy body becoming the emperor. When all the kings rise together, he is by no means the most brilliant."
This is a very young man, with a slender and tall figure, handsome appearance, his eyes are shining like stars in the sky, and the black uniform he wears shines with a cold metallic sheen.
He held a black war weapon in his hand, its blade was very sharp, and a little bit of blood gleamed, and his endless killing intent was sealed, as if he had drank the blood of millions of creatures.
"How many great emperors have there been in ancient times? In the era without emperors, I'm afraid not many people can compete with the Holy Body." The people on the boat saw that he was unusual and did not dare to speak too fiercely.
"A great emperor must be born in this great world. Otherwise, I would be sorry if so many ancient royal bodies were born at the same time. He is not good at the holy body and cannot stand out." The young man had a stern face and kept shaking his head.
Against the backdrop of the shimmering black iron clothes, his skin was fair, but not feminine at all. His black hair was flying, and he looked like a god from the Netherworld.
"Young man, you are very confident and powerful, but since ancient times, there have only been a few great emperors among hundreds of millions of people. It would be too fanciful for you to say that they can be born in this world."
"The current world is very similar to hundreds of thousands of years ago. All kinds of powerful physiques appeared one after another, and people like Wu Shi will definitely be born." The young man said in a very affirmative tone, his eyes flashing with brilliance like flames.
"This..." Everyone else was shocked, and many of them had heard about it before.
"Ye Huiling, why don't you come out? Don't delay the fight between you and me for too long. I think it should be settled in the near future!" A young man in a black iron suit, holding a war gun, stood on the deck and sent a message.
"Wang Chongxiao, you came very quickly!" A woman walked out of the second floor of the ship, walking lightly. She was wearing a blue dress, fluttering in the night wind.
She is only about 20 years old, and her appearance and temperament match her name. Her appearance is stunning, sexy and ethereal, with black hair like a waterfall, skin that is about to burst, and lively eyes.
She floated down on the deck, standing tall and graceful, with an enchanting posture, like an orchid in an empty valley. There was a quiet and transcendent quality in her beauty.
"What, they are the young kings of Zhongzhou? It is said that they fought all the way to the Eastern Wasteland!"
"That's right, I've heard for a long time that there is a king war among the younger generation in Zhongzhou, and the fight is earth-shattering. Everyone has their own innate secret skills, and even the elders can't stop them."
The monks on the big ship were all surprised. They did not expect to see the young king of Zhongzhou here. He was really extraordinary and there would definitely be a fight between dragons and tigers.
"I don't want to have a life-and-death showdown with you in the near future, Wang Chongxiao, why are you chasing me so closely?" Ye Huiling's voice was very soft and pleasant.
"I already know that you have obtained the legendary 'Sky-Covering Treasure Clothes' and want to use it to isolate your own Qi and enter the restricted area of life to collect the elixir of immortality. Is that okay?" Wang Chongxiao's voice was calm.
When Ye Fan heard such words, his heart skipped a beat. The young king of Zhongzhou came with the unparalleled treasure robe and had the same purpose as him. This was not good news.
When the other party comes to this area, most likely they will make the same choice as him and enter the same destination. This is definitely a strong competitor.
"You are wrong. How could I enter so easily? I just wanted to use the Sky-covering Treasure Clothes to take a look at the edge of the restricted area of life." Ye Huiling shook her head. It was so beautiful.
"Since you don't dare to enter, just give me the Heaven-covering Treasure Clothes, and I'll go collect the elixir of immortality!" Wang Chongxiao sneered.
They fought all the way from Zhongzhou to Donghuang, and they fought against each other countless times. They were evenly matched, but in the later stages it would become more intense, and the battle between the kings would be a life and death battle.
"Since there is no choice, there is no harm in fighting!" Although Ye Huiling spoke softly, she showed no weakness.
"You all leave, and no one is allowed to look back to watch the battle, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!" Wang Chongxiao spoke coldly and glanced at everyone on the boat.
The owner of the big ship hurriedly ordered the ship to sail. He did not want to offend the young kings of Zhongzhou. Looking at the world, most of the younger generation would not have many people who could compete with them.
Wang Chongxiao jumped into the void, his black iron clothes flashing with cold light, his hair dancing, and he stood with a war gun in hand, resembling a Hades.
Ye Huiling's blue clothes were fluttering, ethereal and clear, and she stood quietly under the night sky. A jade flute appeared in her hand, which was crystal clear and engraved with complex and mysterious Taoist patterns. There was an aura of Taoism circulating. She was in harmony with the heaven and earth.
one.
"This is too arrogant. We dare to do this in Donghuang. Why are we not allowed to watch the battle?" Some young monks were very dissatisfied.
"Are they really kings worthy of coexisting with the divine king's body?"
"Don't say it. It is indeed an ancient royal body inheritance. It has not appeared for many years. Don't conflict with them, otherwise no one can block their attack."
Wang Chongxiao glanced coldly at the big ship in the river, and said in a cold voice: "Disappear all of them immediately!"
"This is too strong. Do you really think that he has already ruled the world, giving orders in our Eastern Wasteland!" Some people were extremely dissatisfied.
Wang Chongxiao sneered and said: "Although I have not ruled the world, I am not someone like ants like you who can point me behind my back. There are not many people in this generation of Donghuang who can catch my eye."
"Too much!" Someone rushed into the sky, with purple light blooming all over his body, shining like a star. This was a majestic young man, and shouted: "Why do you underestimate me, the Eastern Wasteland monk?"
"Just because I am the king of the younger generation in Zhongzhou!" Wang Chongxiao's face was cold and he didn't take him seriously at all.
"This is Xu Yueming, the chief disciple of the super-powerful Moon Worshiping Sect. He is a monk in the four ultimate realms of perfection and is the top master of the younger generation." Someone exclaimed, not expecting such a strong man on the big ship.
"Let me see if your so-called king is worthy of your name!" Xu Yueming rushed forward.
"Pearls of rice also shine!" Wang Chongxiao sneered. He did not use his war weapon. A terrifying black wall appeared behind him, and there was a kind of divine aura permeating the air.
There were endless divine swords and magic weapons stuck on it, which was mysterious and hazy! Without looking back, he slowly pulled out a divine sword that was as red as blood. The tip of the sword spit out a red light that shot into the sky. He swung the sword and slashed it down.
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"puff!"
Blood spattered everywhere, and Xu Mingyue was cut into two pieces. He was as if he was fighting against the gods, unable to recover, unable to stop him at all, and even his weapons became fragments.
"this……"
Everyone was shocked and frightened. The young king of Zhongzhou was so terrifying. With just one blow, he split a strong man in the four ultimate realms of perfection into two halves!
"Qiang!"
Wang Chongxiao did not turn around, but inserted the red divine sword back into the black wall behind him. All kinds of divine weapons and magic weapons shone with light and disappeared together with the terrifying black magic wall.
"Cough..." On the big ship, Ye Fan coughed up blood. He wiped it with a silk scarf and looked at the sky quietly.
"In my opinion, except for a few people in the Eastern Wasteland, including the Divine King Body of the Ji family and the Holy Son of Yaoguang, they are all vulnerable to a single blow!" Wang Chongxiao's black hair danced, his eyes were deep, like a Hades, and his black iron clothes were cold and cold.