A light boat was sailing down the river, with towering green mountains on both sides, apes and tigers roaring, and Ye Fan sitting cross-legged on the boat drinking alone. The water flow was sometimes gentle and sometimes rapid.
He couldn't find the Black Emperor these days. The dead dog was already a legend in the Eastern Wasteland. Not long ago, he almost killed the Northern Emperor, which really shocked the vast Eastern Land.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry to find people. As long as Little Nannan and the others were not in danger, he was not worried. During this period, he traveled around the famous mountains and rivers of the Eastern Wasteland and practiced peacefully, which was very natural.
"Sunset Valley, the retreat place of an ancient saint, has changed forever. Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and nothing is left."
The great river moved eastward, clearing out the Grand Canyon, and now the Sunset Valley has become a swamp, and the last traces left by the ancient saints have disappeared.
Ye Fan stood at the bow of the boat, spilled a glass of wine, and let the river flow rapidly. The boat remained motionless, sitting there quietly as he stared at it carefully.
The Sunset Valley has long been submerged by water, and only some of the mountain tops are exposed out of the water, winding like dragons and snakes, and like giant turtles looking at the moon, which is very strange and weird.
"In the beginning, that saint created the Twelve Swords of the Tortoise and the Snake, swept across the Eastern Wasteland, and founded a supreme religion with great majesty. All the holy places came to congratulate him."
"It's a pity that no matter how great the inheritance is, it will come to an end one day. It will flourish and decline, but it will end in only 20,000 years. It is so fast that people are shocked, and it will disappear in the middle of the month."
"Sigh, the Twelve Swords of the Tortoise and the Snake have become a dead ring. A unique skill that shocked the past and the present has disappeared forever."
Ye Fan cultivates his moral integrity and wanders around. When he encounters such a historic site, he naturally has to pay homage to it, hoping to feel the traces and mental processes of his predecessors.
"Could the Twelve Swords of Turtle and Snake be related to this mountain range?" He looked at the remaining hills, exposed on the water, which looked like spiritual snakes or old turtles.
The setting sun was miserable and beautiful, like blood, staining the sky red. The mountaintops seemed to be spiritual, and seemed to be beating in the afterglow of the setting sun, like turtles and snakes rising together.
"Is it the mountains that are moving, the water that's moving, or the heart that's moving?"
Ye Fan concentrated his mind and radiated spiritual consciousness, spreading to all the Snake Ridge and Turtle Mountain. In an instant, the mountains, rivers, land, and rolling rivers all roared loudly, making a sound like a yellow bell and a big Lu.
"This is……"
The spiritual imprint of the previous sages has lasted through the ages and has never been extinguished. At this moment, he was attracted by him, and they all resonated, like hundreds of big bells vibrating.
The river is surging, rolling up into the sky, the cliffs are rumbling and shaking, and all kinds of holy lights are shining, illuminating the whole world, making people unable to help but worship.
Ye Fan initially thought it was the imprint of the ancient saint, which might have triggered the Twelve Swords of Turtle and Snake, but he quickly rejected it.
This was the resonance of nearly a hundred kinds of branding, rather than a powerful Dao mark. Soon he knew what was going on. The predecessors came here to pay their respects like him, leaving a piece of spiritual fragment imprinted on the cliff.
"A rare and unique skill really disappeared in ancient times. So many people have come to look for it, but they have left nothing behind."
Half a month later, Ye Fan had already traveled far away and arrived in a vast wilderness. There was no human habitation for hundreds of thousands of miles, only ancient trees and the roar of beasts.
The Tomb of the Dead King is a place of bloodshed, bare mountains, not a blade of grass grows, not even a bird has fallen, it is extremely quiet, there is not a breath of wind.
This is a veritable barren land. The mountains are red, as if they were dyed red by blood. I don’t know how long it has passed, but it is still so miserable.
In the distance, the wilderness is lush and green, with lush plants, but here it is like an isolated island, without any life.
According to legend, this is the place where a god king fell. His strength was unparalleled, invincible in the world, and he reached the realm of a saint.
It can be said that in that era, a Donghuang divine body who had reached the realm of a saint was extremely terrifying. He had no rivals in the world and swept across the world without a single opponent.
This Gaidai God-King had a good relationship with the first-generation Yuan Tianshi, and they both entered their old age. Something ominous happened to the originator of the Yuan Tianshi lineage, and all kinds of terrible and mysterious things happened one after another.
In the end, the God King of the East Wasteland and the Originator of Yuantian went to this wilderness together, and lived in seclusion together in their later years, preparing to withstand all kinds of terrible things.
However, even the invincible God King's immense abilities and unconventional methods could not change anything. After half a year of seclusion, a great war occurred here that shook the Eastern Wasteland.
The outside world has no way of knowing the details, but on that day they saw the bloody light rising into the sky and the most powerful arcane magic of the Eastern Wilderness Divine Body, which overturned the world and flooded the entire wilderness with bloody light.
The terrifying Qi mechanism caused all the oldest living fossils in the Eastern Wasteland to feel the sensation, and each of them was shocked beyond measure.
Afterwards, people rushed here, and the God King Gedai shed blood, and the earth was dyed red with blood. Both the ancestor of the Yuantian Master died, and no bones were left.
It can be said that the Tomb of the Dead King was dyed red by the blood of an invincible god king in ancient times, which flooded this vast wasteland. It contains the blood of the gods and has not faded since ancient times.
"The originator of the Yuan Tianshi lineage and such an invincible hero, fought together against the 'Ominous' in their later years and ended up in hatred. It is really terrible..."
Ye Fan thought deeply and felt very uneasy in his heart. Master Yuan Tian's old age was really difficult to live through. It was a great disaster and he didn't know how to face it in the future.
"That's..." Suddenly, his expression was shocked and he saw a figure standing on the blood grave.
The man, dressed in gray clothes, disappeared in a blink of an eye. He was so fast that Ye Fan couldn't even see him clearly and couldn't keep up with his speed.
Too fast!
Ye Fan was too far away, and he felt that the figure on his back was a bit familiar, and then suddenly his heart was shocked, with an incredible look on his face, and he chased after him with Xing Zi Jue on his feet.
However, when he came closer, he had already disappeared. At that speed, he could be hundreds of miles away, and it was impossible to catch up.
"Senior God King!" he shouted, and the whole wilderness rumbled, but there was no response.
Ye Fan felt that he saw Jiang Taixu, the peerless god king who had disappeared for several years, this king in white who lived a life of bitterness and heroism.
"It really looks like him..." He couldn't be sure, but he felt that it was 60% correct, and he was extremely shocked.
"The Peerless God King in White is not dead. He survived, so he must have made a breakthrough now!" Ye Fan was excited, but he also sighed for the life experience of the God King.
The ancient ancestor kings are about to be born one after another. The return of the white god king is extremely exciting for Ye Fan. If there is a war with ancient creatures in the future, this will be an invincible fighting force.
"Extremely passionate, willing to die because of the woman he loves, killing the origin of the God King, and finally reborn. How powerful can such a person be?" Ye Fan didn't know.
No regrets, cut off the origin of the God King, save Xiao Tingting, and return to a mortal. I am afraid that no God King in history has been willing to do this!
"The God King in White shed all his divine blood for me, and exhausted his essence for Xiao Tingting. Finally, he left alone and wanted to be buried in the mountains and forests with Fairy Sui Caiyun. He survived in this situation..."
Ye Fan stayed here for a long time, comprehending the relics and traces left by the ancient saints. He got up after half a month of meditation, but was unable to see Jiang Taixu return. He was very sorry.
"If the Holy Body Ye Fan dares to appear, I will kill off his three souls and seven souls, and he will never be reincarnated!" These were the words of the Wang family, which resounded throughout the Eastern Wasteland.
"As long as my son Wang Teng is here, he will never have a chance to succeed. Even if he is a Holy Body and has reached great perfection, he can only be killed and become a pile of withered bones on the roadside of the Great Emperor!" Wang Teng's father was very high-profile and personally
He stood up and said, "Kill him if you dare to come out!"
In the vast Eastern Wasteland, undercurrents surged. Ye Fan returned from cultivating himself in famous mountains and rivers, and naturally heard these words. He did not attack the Wang family's property again. He believed that the other party must have prepared a dragnet.
"If you, the Wang family, want to die, come to the Eastern Wasteland and I will kill you one by one." These were the words spoken by Ye Fan after he returned and appeared in the Central Territory.
At the same time, a very bad signal appeared in the Eastern Land. An ancient creature was born, coming from the north, and traveling to famous mountains and rivers.
"Holy body? It's just a joke. In front of our clan, any physique is like a chicken or a dog, vulnerable!" The first young ancient royal family was born and said such words.
This is a powerful ancient creature who emerged from the source of the gods. Although he is very young, he is feared by people. Some people saw Wang Teng, the Northern Emperor, walking with him and accompanying him personally.
"Brother Wang, let me help you deal with this so-called Holy Body. Our clan wants to kill people, and no one in the sky or on earth can stop it!" said a young ancient royal family with purple hair, sharp eyes, arrogance and indifference.
"Your Holy Prince has a relationship with him. If you do this, will it cause discord within the ancient race?"
"The Dou Zhan Holy Emperor has been in the ancient age for a long time, and now he is still a prince. If he cannot defeat us and other royal descendants, he will be just a holy ape!" The young ancient royal family sneered again and again.
"As long as I can find Ye Fan, I can crush him to death with one finger!" Wang Teng said indifferently.
In the Northern Territory, in an ancient mountain range, in a magnificent underground ancient palace, two people sat opposite each other, discussing like this.
"It doesn't matter, there is no way to find him. When the ancestor of our clan was young and attained enlightenment, he refined a sacred lake, which has infinite magical uses. Now it is placed deep in the ancient cave. You and I can work together to activate it.
It can reflect his traces." The young ancient royal family said.
In a huge cave, one or two huge blocks of divine origin can be seen from time to time, which contain powerful ancient creatures, sinking and floating, which is extremely terrifying.
They walked into the depths and saw a small lake with a radius of ten feet, a piece of pale gold, flowing with a strange brilliance. The two of them worked together to activate it, and immediately made a whining sound.
Then, the light golden lake shimmered with light, and then began to tremble rapidly, and then became as smooth as a mirror, reflecting a vast land of mountains and rivers.
"Think of that person's appearance in your mind and recite his name silently!" reminded the young ancient royal family.
Wang Teng shouted low, and the nine dragons, nine phoenixes, nine tigers, and nine xuanwu rushed up together, flooding the ancient cave with brilliant light. He was like the central emperor, surrounded by four kinds of immortal spirits in the center.
"Wow"
The pale golden sacred lake sounded, the water flowed, and a mountain range appeared, majestic and majestic. A figure stood on a cliff, it was Ye Fan.
"brush"
Suddenly, Ye Fan looked back, his seemingly substantial gaze penetrated the divine lake, and all the images were shattered.
"He has a secret treasure on his body that can prevent us from exploring it, but this is enough. He has come to the Northern Territory. I have been to that place!" The ancient royal family sneered.
"I'm going to kill him now!" Wang Teng stood up immediately.