Chapter 675 Carrying the coffin into the ancient family
Chapter 675 Carrying a coffin into an ancient family
This small coffin is very heavy, like a small universe, and it actually has a kind of world energy. Ye Fan's flesh and shell are incomparable, and he can climb mountains and fill seas, but it is also very strenuous, and his back is wet with sweat.
However, he was much stronger than last time, and he was not going to pieces. He walked towards the top of the mountain step by step, because the divine spring of life was almost exhausted and needed to be replenished.
The nine holy mountains are majestic and majestic, just like in the past, silent and without any movement, like the eternal abyss of death or the resting place of the gods!
Along the way, there are towering ancient trees, upright cliffs and rocks, and some white debris, which are transformed from dead bones, recording the legends and helplessness of the past.
Every step Ye Fan took, he sank into the earth and rocks, up to his knees. He climbed up the holy mountain with difficulty, biting a piece of holy fruit pulp in his mouth to resist the years and not age.
At the top of the mountain, there was a small pool that was clear and fragrant, refreshing into one's bones. Ye Fan drank from the spring water, filled the jade purification bottle, and then went to other mountains one after another to store what he needed.
Finally, he carried the small bronze coffin to the edge of the cliff, looked down into the endless abyss, and looked at the five-color altar with the eyes of the god Yuan Yuan Tian. It was his heartache, and he always wanted to jump down and return to his hometown.
The dilapidated altar, built of five-color stones with knife marks and sword holes, tells the story of the boundless time, the long years, and how many past events in the starry sky it has witnessed.
"one person!"
Ye Fan was shocked. He saw a figure standing in the center of the independent five-color altar, motionless, as if petrified, like an ancient demonic body in the long river of time.
His heart skipped a beat. Who was that person? Why was he standing above the five-color altar? Was he Huang Nu?
The distance is too far, and there is darkness under the endless abyss. Even if he has divine eyes, he can only see an outline and cannot distinguish it in detail, which makes people feel awe-inspiring.
Ye Fan walked down the mountain step by step. He did not dare to stay long. God knows what was on the five-color altar. If it jumped out, it might cause a big disaster.
"Qiang"
When the heavy bronze coffin fell back into the huge coffin, Ye Fan wiped away his sweat, drank more than a dozen mouthfuls of the sacred spring, and slowly adjusted his breathing.
The way out was very long, nearly ten miles. Because he was carrying a heavy coffin, it was difficult to run. He didn't know how much life force he would consume. He might be in danger of life or death, so he had to adjust to the best condition.
After resting for a long time, Ye Fan stood up and looked at the bronze carvings on the giant coffin one after another. He was lost in thought and thought about the ancient gods and the tearful ancient ancestors. What do these mean?
Taotie, Qiongqi, Taotie, etc. are huge in size, ferocious in appearance, lifelike and intimidating. They are all ancient beasts recorded in "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", as if they are about to come out through the wall.
"The ancient gods with tears, the ancient road in the distant starry sky..." Ye Fan pondered for a long time.
Finally, he came to a starry sky map. The marks here were very blurry, covered by rust, and the endless stars were very faint, as if a real world was fixed here.
"Wow"
There was a flash of light in Ye Fan's hand, and he took out the immortal treasure obtained from the Chaos Dragon's Nest, which was condensed like the light of stars and shone brightly.
"The two are very similar. Could it be a map, an immortal ancient scroll that records the ancient road in the starry sky?" He was shocked and thought of this possibility in an instant.
In ancient times, Monkey's father, the Holy Emperor Lao Douzhan, often watched late at night. It must have been something important. There must be an astonishing secret in how an ancient emperor treated him.
With the corpses of the nine dragons lying outside, Ye Fan naturally made up his mind again. In fact, he wanted to carry the nine dragons and the giant coffin away, but he couldn't move them at all.
The dragon corpse is cold and heavy, and its scales are shining with black light, like nine tungsten iron mountains, which have existed forever. Approaching them makes people feel suffocated.
Ye Fan chopped with all his strength, and sparks shot out. His body was in severe pain, and his finger bones were almost broken. He couldn't kill any dragon, and he couldn't even pull off a dragon's whiskers.
"I just want a little dragon blood, how about I not dig up your bones..." He really lost his temper and felt that even if he was crippled, he wouldn't be able to pull off a single scale.
An hour later, Ye Fan trudged hard and finally walked out of the ancient forbidden land. He drank a large amount of sacred spring, ate a holy fruit, and refined some roots, stems and leaves of nine kinds of holy trees, so that he could withstand the invasion of time.
"I have consumed one Immortal Fruit and almost squandered it all." Ye Fan said to himself, it is difficult to have this kind of thing again. If you use one, you will lose one. The price of this trip is really high.
Outside the Shenxu, the Black Emperor had been wandering around for many days, never daring to act rashly and still not entering the Nantian Gate.
"Doggie, don't run around." The immature little girl on the big black dog patted its back gently.
"Didn't news come back from Zhongzhou? The Demon Emperor destroyed the two Holy Spirits in the Divine Ruins ten thousand years ago. We can probably see the Immortal Peach Tree successfully when we go in."
"Puppy, are you greedy again? Have you forgotten that you almost died outside Xianling last time?" The little girl wrinkled her cute little nose.
"This time we will not enter the Ancient Heavenly Courtyard, but only enter the Nantianmen Gate to take a look and be careful if there are no problems." The big black dog was eager to give it a try.
"Go to big brother, don't rush in." The little girl gently tugged the big black dog's ears.
"We've all come here, what can we do if we don't enter the Nantian Gate? We must see the secrets of the Ancient Heavenly Court." The Black Emperor muttered, and then added: "If you don't miss anything, I will cross the void today and beat up the bastard Zi Teng.
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Outside the ancient palace of the Ji family, a majestic man appeared. He was like a demon god reincarnated and descending to earth. He had thick black hair, a face as sharp as a knife, and endless pupils. The stars were gone. The southern demon was coming.
The war in the Eastern Wasteland started, and Wu Shi Zhong might be born. Even when he set out, his first stop was at Ji's house in the Southern Territory. His armor shone with metallic luster, and he looked majestic, like a god among monsters.
Next to him, there was a peerless beauty with a face that could bring disaster to the sky, unparalleled beauty, and incomparable beauty. She was none other than his sister, Qi Huoshui.
Not long after, there was a rumble in the sky, and a purple chariot rushed over, pulled by nine ancient giant beasts. Each one was like a hill, and the terrifying energy made people tremble.
More than a dozen ancient creatures opened the way, each with a fierce face, all covered with scales, some with divine wings, some with snake bodies without legs, and a demonic cloud rose up into the sky.
This group of ancient creatures are like demon gods, coming from the Valley of the Spirits, one of the origins of the most powerful royal clan in the ancient times. They are all murderous and have actually entered the Ji clan. The person in the car is Zi Tiandu.
In addition, there was a purple-haired woman riding in the same car with him. She was like a flawless elf, even her pupils were purple, and her skin was as white as jade. She was his sister.
In the last two days, the Ji family was full of people, and everyone with high status in the southern region came. They all had a premonition that there was going to be a big storm, and they all wanted to witness it with their own eyes.
On the last day, people from all the major forces in the Eastern Wasteland came, attracting the attention of the whole world. They all wanted to see what Ye Fan could do to reverse the dead situation.
"Where are you Ye Zi? You must not come here to die!" Pang Bo was extremely anxious. He came here as a descendant of the Demon Emperor. Although the Ji family was polite, he could not change anything.
"Grandpa Zu, I am your Ziyue. I want to leave here, not your bargaining chip..." Ji Ziyue felt aggrieved, with tears in her big and smart eyes.
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In many places, people behaved in different ways. They were all paying attention and waiting for Ye Fan to appear. According to speculation, it was impossible for him to end in an anticlimax and not escape back to the Northern Territory. It was only a matter of time before he appeared.
When the last day came, there were many distinguished guests in the Ji family hall. It was like getting engaged. Many powerful people came to visit and gave some precious gifts.
"Didn't we say that the Holy Eucharist is coming? Why hasn't it appeared yet?" Someone in the corner whispered. Most of the people who came to visit came because of the storm.
On the other side, Wang Chengkun had an indifferent smile on his face and was still talking about his son. He always talked about Teng'er when he opened and shut his mouth, comparing the holy body to nothing.
In the distance, Pang Bo sneered repeatedly and said: "My father's name is Li Gang, and my son's name is Wang Teng. It has almost become a mantra."
One of Wang Teng's uncles looked over and stared at him with an unkind expression, his eyes showing murderous intent, but it was difficult to take action in a powerful family like the Ji family.
Will the Holy Eucharist come again? Why hasn't he appeared yet? Many people have doubted it. Logically speaking, he should appear.
"Needless to say, I'm too timid to come." Someone from the Wang family sneered.
Some young people from the Wang family echoed in succession, showing ridicule, and some were sarcastic and openly ridiculed.
"The Holy Body is nothing. With my brother here, he can overcome any storms. The right way is to curl up honestly."
"Why does he want to compete with my clan brother for supremacy?!"
"boom"
Suddenly, the far end of the sky shook, and a terrifying aura came out from afar, causing the ancient palace inside the Ji family to shake.
The elders of the Ji family were surprised. Someone came with a supreme secret treasure, touched the hidden formation pattern, and was sensed by the mysterious incomplete ancient formation left by the Void Emperor.
"Who is coming?" A strong man from the Ji family asked in the distance.
"Ye Fan!" As soon as these two words came out, many people inside the Ji family and the magnificent ancient palace were shocked. Ye Fan was really here.
"Where do you mean you come from?" An old monk stepped forward.
"Visit the Ji family and kill Wang Teng!" The words were like thunder, surging in the sky, and everyone heard it.
There was a brief silence, and then there was an uproar. Ye Fan was really here! Moreover, with such force, everyone stood up. If it weren't for Ji's house, many people would have rushed out directly.
The Ji family has hundreds of suspended islands and magnificent fairy mountains, not to mention various palaces, just like an ancient heaven.
An important figure in the Ji family stood up and decided to take a look in person. Others naturally took this opportunity to stand up and wanted to know what Ye Fan could rely on.
When everyone came out, everyone was stunned.
Ye Fan came with a copper coffin on his back and stood in front of the sacred land, staring at this holy land that had not been conquered for hundreds of thousands of years. He felt very calm and tranquil.
"Did you make a mistake? Carrying a copper coffin on your back to fight..." After being speechless, some people couldn't help but mutter.
Some people in the Wang family laughed endlessly, and their last doubts disappeared, and they all showed ridicule. What is the use of a broken bronze coffin?
Everyone was speechless. Carrying a coffin to fight was too unconventional and had never been seen before.
At this time, only Pang Bo was excited. He couldn't believe his eyes. He was the first to rush over and kept muttering: "Talent, talent, Ye Zi, you are very talented!"