The night is deep, a jade plate hangs high in the sky, the black ocean is undulating in the distance, the island is plain and hazy, with red cliffs and strange rocks, and old medicines are welcoming the moon and spitting clouds.
In Tang Valley, the six-foot-long golden hibiscus immortal tree shines brightly, lighting up the night sky. Under the tree, an old man in Tsing Yi is independent, full of confusion, and does not respond to Ye Fan.
In front of him, there was an ancient sarcophagus, filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange.
Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient palace sits, looming, towering, majestic and majestic.
The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul. He was in a state of confusion, without any fluctuations in his mental power. He was stuck there like a wooden stake.
"Senior!" Ye Fan raised his voice, faced the one-armed old man, and took a few steps forward.
In front of the Fuso Sacred Tree, blazing flames were rising, the sun's holy power was circulating, and the sarcophagus was awe-inspiring. No monk could approach it, and I don't know how many people were trying to kill the tree, but they could only stop.
Especially when the Golden Crow clan approached several times, they were forced back by the energy of the one-armed old man and the sarcophagus. It was like a dormant evil that could burst out and hurt people at any time, and no one dared to act rashly.
"What are you talking about?" Some people said coldly. When they saw Ye Fan walking forward and approaching the old man in Tsing Yi, they were afraid of getting something.
"We don't care about anything else. This Fusang Sacred Tree belongs to our Golden Crow clan. No one can make any random decisions!" an old Golden Crow said solemnly.
Next to them, the eight princes of the Golden Crow tribe showed their murderous intentions and surrounded Ye Fan, wanting to trap Ye Fan in them and kill him immediately.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi flew in on the Goddess Furnace and sneered in the air, looking down at them. The land crows and the two old golden crows flew down, holding the black-winged golden crows, and came over to frighten them.
The Son of Taiyin God and Taoist Sanque also flew over to help with the ancient holy weapons. The people from Guanghan Palace surrounded Yi Qingwu to celebrate her return, but did not take any action for the time being.
As for other major forces, such as the Renwang Palace and the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, they are watching with cold eyes and have not expressed their stance for the time being.
The atmosphere at the scene was tense. The battle had been going on for a long time, and it only eased after Yi Qingwu escaped from the trap. At this time, there would be beacon smoke rising into the sky again.
Of course, there are always battles in the ancient palace, where most of the powerful people are concentrated, and they are still fighting at this time. People want to get the inheritance of the ancient emperor of the human race.
Now, the war finally spread to the foot of the Immortal Tree, and a golden crow silently took action, turning into a golden light and hitting Ye Fan.
"The princes of the Golden Crow tribe have taken action!" someone exclaimed.
This clan has ten princes, all of whom are leader-level figures. They are so prosperous that they shocked the past and present. No master of a powerful force can have such a group of terrifying heirs.
The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow tribe took action. This was a young man in his twenties with unfathomable cultivation. A stream of fire flew out, burning the sky and covering Ye Fan below.
However, what people didn't expect was that Ye Fan didn't dodge at all. He let the flames approach him and was not hurt at all while bathing.
He circulated the Ancient Sun Sutra and strode forward, approaching the old man in green step by step. Even the true sun fire overflowing from the sacred tree could not hurt him for the time being.
"The Golden Crow clan is nothing more than that!"
Someone secretly sneered. This was obviously a provocation, wanting them to use all their strength to deal with Ye Fan and prevent him from moving forward smoothly, because no one knew what the relationship between him and the one-armed old man was.
"The Golden Crow clan is known as the descendant of immortals, but I think it is not the case. The ninth prince was beheaded, and now the enemy is right in front of us, but..."
"Chi la"
A sunfire spirit flew out, interrupting the man in the dark's words. Instead, there was a scream, and the instigator was dyed into ashes on the spot.
The second prince of the Golden Crow tribe only had a sneer on his lips. What he did was completely insignificant to him, but it alarmed everyone.
"Oh my God, this is a trace of the Sun Fire Essence that was born when the Holy Power of the Sun was operating to its extreme. He actually made such a thing!"
"It's just a matter of finding a powerful position and then burning it to ashes with just a raise of his hand. This second prince of the Golden Crow clan is too terrifying."
Everyone said that each of the ten Golden Crow princes was more powerful, with Lu Ya being the most powerful among them. But after seeing the second prince expel the Sun Fire Essence, many people became extremely suspicious.
This kind of fire spirit is enough to burn the peerless leader to death, and it is difficult for ordinary powerful people to resist. How terrible is such a person?
Many people were staring at the Second Prince of Jinwu, but he had a calm face, and the First Prince of Jinwu was respected in the audience, which made people even more awe-inspiring.
"Everyone, please step back. We will kill this person today. If he dares to kill my direct descendant of the Golden Crow, even the resurrection of the Ancient Sun Emperor will not be able to save him!"
A prince of the Golden Crow tribe spoke, and they spread out, surrounding the Fusang Golden Sacred Tree and Ye Fan in the center.
"You Golden Crow tribe have too much appetite, you obviously want to devour this immortal tree for yourself!" Someone secretly sneered.
"This tree is the residence of the ancestor of our Jinwu clan. Is there any doubt about this?" a prince of the Jinwu clan asked.
"What evidence do you have that it is the sacred tree of your ancestors?" The man in the dark sneered.
"That's the evidence!" The land crow opened his mouth in the sky and pointed to the lush golden leaves, where a crow's nest was vaguely visible.
"It's useless to say that there was a golden crow building a nest on it. It doesn't prove anything. Everyone knows that the Fusang Sacred Tree accompanied the Ancient Sun Emperor's enlightenment and belonged to the human race." A living fossil from the Human King Palace said.
The Human King Palace is one of the oldest inheritances of the human race. They expressed their stance at this time, making the atmosphere at the scene suddenly become subtle.
The tenth prince of the Golden Crow tribe stood up. He was the youngest and could be described as young and energetic. He spoke very rudely and said: "In various myths and legends, Fusang and Golden Crow are inseparable. Even our tribe suspects that the ancient Sun
Huang Nai is the ancestor of my Golden Crow clan."
"Haha..." Li Tian laughed, holding the Goddess Stove and looking down, saying: "Why don't you say that the originator of the Human King Palace, the founder of the Guanghan Palace, the ancestor of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, and the father of the Bajing Palace are all you?
Where is the incarnation of the ancestor."
Who owns the Fuso Sacred Tree? Everyone present is on guard. All the big forces want to grab it.
But people know that no one family can monopolize it, they can only divide it among everyone. In the end, it is just a matter of how much they can get. The toughness now is to get more in the future.
"I think we can discuss these later." The eldest prince of the Golden Crow clan spoke up. He is very calm, over fifty years old, has blond hair and a shawl, and is an old Taoist priest.
"Yes, now please sit back and watch, let us deal with our clan's great enemy first." The second prince of the Golden Crow clan nodded and looked at Ye Fan in front of him.
"If you want to kill me, then come over first." Ye Fan turned around and said.
At this time, he had arrived in front of the old man in Tsing Yi. Everyone was shocked. The sarcophagus was lying there, and some people who tried to attack with holy soldiers were blocked.
Ye Fan was confident, naturally because of the rusty copper. The two old fellows seemed to have sensed the unusualness of this place and never flew into its wheel sea.
The sarcophagus is terrifying, and every ray of energy that escapes is enough to obliterate a peerless figure. The way it is displayed quietly is extremely mysterious.
"Everyone, it's time to take action!" someone from the Golden Crow clan shouted. They felt bad. Ye Fan actually approached the old man in Tsing Yi without fear of terrible pressure. This was not a good sign.
Everyone else was also surprised. Ye Fan came to the foot of the Immortal Tree and let the sun fire essence pour over him. He was not damaged at all. Two pieces of old copper helped to block it.
"Build the formation pattern and kill him here!" shouted the eldest prince of the Golden Crow clan. Although he was over fifty years old, he had a spirit that no young man could match. He was dressed in Taoist clothing, his blond hair was disheveled, and his eyes were very cold.
"boom!"
Except for Lu Ya, the eight Golden Crow princes all stood in specific positions, and a complex pattern spread out under their feet, shaking the sky and the earth.
"What, this is the ancient divine formation of the Golden Crow tribe!"
The eight Golden Crows each hold an ancient formation flag in their hands, which was written by a saint! This is to kill without giving Ye Fan a chance. At the same time, he is also planning and acting to seize the sacred tree.
"They actually laid out this divine pattern. This is an ancient killing array. The peerless God King will be filled with hatred if he is trapped in it!"
People were horrified. This was the Golden Crow Clan's religious formation. It had not been born for thousands of years, but it was set up for Ye Fan unexpectedly.
"boom!"
A vast ocean-like power surged, dark clouds rolled, and demonic clouds surged into the sky, flooding the place all at once!
The eight-pole flag is as black as ink, like the eight ancient gods and demons. It is terrifying and boundless. Standing there, it has the power to traverse the three thousand realms.
At this moment, a terrifying light rose up from this ancient killing array, blazing and frightening. A golden figure appeared, standing proudly among the dark clouds swallowing the sky. He was extremely tall, towering into the magic cloud, and long rays shot out from his eyes.
The golden light reaches dozens of miles!
"That's... the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Clan!"
"This ancient killing array is so terrifying, it actually summoned the clone of the Great Sage of the Golden Crow Tribe!"
The terrifying Qi energy was emitted, causing many people in Tanggu to fall to the ground on the spot, unable to stand at all. The unruly and domineering power in the sky and the earth made everyone tremble with fear!
Only the powerful ones with holy weapons can remain calm, and without being frightened, no one else can move.
"What are the Golden Crows going to do?!" People were extremely shocked.
To deal with a Ye Fan? It’s really making a fuss out of a molehill. This is the Golden Crow clan’s religious formation, and it’s enough to kill even the most powerful god king.
This is not an imitation of an ancient flag, but the real original flag of the Ancient Killing Formation, which was actually posted here today.
"The Golden Crow clan wants to monopolize the Fusang Sacred Tree!" Someone shouted.
Li Tian and Yan Yixi expressed their stance through actions. They were the first to take action, sacrificing the Goddess Furnace and rushing forward.
"Everyone, I can assure you that this move is only to kill Ye Fan, please wait and see!" Lu Ya spoke at the right time, and sacrificed the black-winged golden crow. Behind him, the two old golden crows also helped to fight against the goddess furnace.
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Originally, everyone else wanted to take action, but then they stopped again.
"boom"
In the sky, dark clouds rolled, magic fog filled the sky, and the sky and earth were pitch black. It was as if we were in ancient times. A golden figure stood in the clouds, with stunning eyes, more dazzling than the sun!
He has already taken action and stepped forward to suppress Ye Fan to death. The world-defying power he unleashed shocked the nine heavens and ten places and was not far away.
Ye Fan was not shocked. He stood calmly in front of the one-armed old man without a trace of fear. He secretly sent a message to Yi Qingwu and said, "If Guanghan Palace is returned to you, can you cooperate with the Goddess Lu to return the ten princes of the Golden Crow clan to you?"
And kill all the elders in one blow?"
"That's impossible, the black-winged gold-stained sword is a holy weapon, and that ancient killing array is even more terrifying!" Yi Qing danced with ice muscles and jade bones, swaying Nana, like a banished fairy under the divine moon.
"Forget it." Ye Fan said.
"Who am I, who am I..." the one-armed old man in green asked himself, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, he suddenly raised his head and picked up the sarcophagus.
The Golden Crow God of War in the sky, covered with light, stood in the dark clouds, commanding the nine heavens. However, when facing the gods and the sarcophagus, he became extremely dignified and stopped moving forward.
"I am the only one in the nine heavens and ten earths. I can sweep across the three thousand realms and reverse the six paths of reincarnation. I am the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"
The one-armed old man in green clothes held the sarcophagus and said slowly. At this moment, it seemed that the three realms and six realms were shaken. The vast black North Sea waves hit the sky, and the clouds in ten directions collapsed.