Chapter seven hundred and sixty third bloody night
The silver plate hangs high, the bright moonlight shines down, the ancient pines stand tall on the mountain, and the clear spring flows from the roots of the rocks. This is a peaceful and tranquil scene.
Several people sat cross-legged under the moonlight, without any noise, detached and peaceful, with an otherworldly atmosphere, calm and natural.
Not long ago, Ye Fan was still fighting with his blood boiling, and he furiously slashed eight powerful people in the world, like a god of war looking down on the world, oppressing people to suffocate. But at this time, he was like a banished immortal, silent and unworldly.
, as if going to ride on the wind.
He is as active as Shura, the God of Death, and as quiet as Snow Orchid in the Valley. They are completely different when they move and when they are still. These are two completely opposite temperaments.
The sound of the piano is tinkling, clear and lively, like the talismans jumping, and they are drawn out under Qi Fushui's delicate fingers, outlining a peaceful and quiet picture.
The moonlight fell, making her fair skin flow with crystal luster, her fingers were dancing like elves, and she was carved like a warm jade.
None of them spoke, did not destroy this Taoist realm, and just admired it quietly.
The water boiled again, and Nan Yao stood up and showed off his superb tea ceremony. Every move he made had a strange power, which made people calm, peaceful, and happy. It purified people's thoughts and made them calm and peaceful.
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This is a real tea ceremony, which can purify a person's soul and relieve Ye Fan's many days of anxiety due to the life and death of his old friend, and he slowly feels at ease.
After a long time, Nanyao spoke and said: "Zitiandu is in Nanling."
Zitiandu, Yi Zha) is a young ancient tribe who traveled with Wang Teng twelve years ago. He is so powerful that it makes people feel chilling. He is the young master of the Valley of the Spirits.
"How strong is he?" Li Tian woke up from the tranquility and spoke while sipping tea. At the same time, he glanced at Qi Huoshui absently.
"A bit better than Wang Teng twelve years ago." Nan Yao said this. His black hair was thick and naturally spread. There were mountains and rivers appearing in his eyes, and the ancient moon was sinking, which was unfathomable.
"You want to tell us that he is very powerful. Moreover, Wang Teng is now more terrifying than before. He is far more terrifying than before." Yan Yixi said.
The green pines could not hide the moonlight and the clear springs were rising up the rocks. It was quiet here again, no one was talking, and we were quietly sipping the fragrant tea.
The fragrance lingers, making people's soul sublime.
This is the most precious tea in the world. It comes from the ancient tea tree of Wudao. The leaves fly out of the Immortal Mountain and fall into the outside world as rare as a phoenix.
Nan Yao used to entertain guests and didn't say anything, but several people could tell that they were attentively understanding their own way, and the place became more and more peaceful.
"How strong is Yuan Gu?" Ye Fan asked. He had already made the decision to kill this man to avenge his old friend.
"I was ten miles away from him. When I glanced back, I saw the silhouette of an unparalleled master. He was very powerful." Nan Yao didn't say much but he had a lot of weight.
He did not exaggerate, nor did he describe it in detail. His plain and truthful talk made people feel a huge pressure.
Nan Yao once entered the Eastern Wilderness alone, hoping to see the terrifying young masters of the Ancient Clan one by one, but in the end he only passed by Yuan Gu, Huangxu Dao, Tian Huangzi, Shen Can Taoist, Huo Qizi, etc., and did not see any of them.
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"Today's battle will shake the five regions. Do you want to save your old friends from danger? Do you think they are still alive?" Nan Yao looked at him calmly.
Ye Fan put down his teacup, looked into the distance, and said, "I hope someone is still alive. Let all enemies come and kill me. I will follow them all."
"Aren't you afraid that there are endless enemies coming at you? Can you stop them?" Qi Fushui's skin was ice-cold, but when he smiled, he was also charming and charming.
"When they come, I'll just kill them all." Ye Fan said.
In the distance, the expressions of several old demons couldn't help but froze, and then they nodded.
"Come on, when I, the Son of God Li Tian, come here, there will be a world-shaking battle to exalt the sacred power of our people." Li Tian said impassionedly.
Qi Fushui curled his lips and had no good impression of him.
"Beauty, please don't look down upon me. I am the leader of the Human Desire Taoist religion. I will establish my religion in the Beidou Star Territory. In the future, I will dominate the earth and dominate the world."
"Isn't he just a flower-picking thief?" Qi Fushui said fiercely, with a look of disdain, and said: "I killed not only a thousand people, but also eight hundred."
"Don't compare me with those dishonest guys. I am a young leader with ideals, morals, foundation, iron discipline, and ambition.
It was a quiet night, with the fragrance of flowers, and the pine forest became quiet again. After a long time, Ye Fan asked Nan Yao about the situation in the Eastern Wasteland, and the information he received was similar to what he had heard earlier.
"The time I entered the Eastern Wasteland, I killed several powerful men from the Ancient Ancient Clan, all of whom were of the same clan as the Yuan Gu. However, I didn't find your old friend when I chased him." Nan Yao said.
Ye Fan expressed his gratitude. He did not have a deep friendship with Nan Yao. It was rare to achieve this step. Who would want to offend the ancient tribes today? They all want to protect themselves in the troubled times in the future, and it is too late to escape.
Every race in the ancient times has ancient kings who are sleeping. Once they wake up, who can be the enemy of the human race? If we really want to be enemies with them, we will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. No one can stand up, and all the holy places will be breathless.
The moonlight is like thin smoke, scattered among the pine forests, like large white feathers, and the spring water is gurgling. It is extremely peaceful and quiet here, like a poetic scene.
It was late at night, Ye Fan stood up and said: "Tell me the specific location of Zitiandu and carve a teleportation array for me."
"Okay!" Nan Yao stood up and asked an old demon to open an ancient formation on the top of another mountain.
"You want to kill the young master of the Divine Spirit Valley alone? That's the Dragon Pond and the Tiger's Den. Needless to say, he's powerful. He also has a group of terrifying tribesmen, which is a stronghold for them to enter Nanling." Qi Fushui's beautiful eyes blinked.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "After tonight, that stronghold will no longer exist."
"Arrogant." Qi Huoshui glanced at him.
"When you are drunk, numb, and relaxed, if you smile again, you will ascend to heaven." Li Tian shouted.
"Go to hell!" Qi Huoshui gave him a fierce look.
"I have offended you many times in the past. I have imprisoned you for a month. Don't take it personally." Ye Fan apologized. "You will die too." Qi Fushui became furious... and kicked Ye Ji onto the platform, bluffing everyone.
In a daze, this girl is so tough, she can even kick the holy body without missing a beat. You must know that this is a ruthless person who has just killed eight powerful people, including the head of the ancient family in Beiyuan.
The ancient formation platform interweaves textures one after another, echoing the stars in the sky. At this time, they are all activated, the demonic light transpires, and they disappear from the place.
Zhuque City is one of the ten ancient cities in Nanling. It has a long history and predates the emergence of writing.
This is a huge ancient city. According to legend, when the city was being built, the sacred bird Suzaku was chirping, so it was named after it.
In this late night, with the bright moon and sparse stars, a group of three people crossed the void and entered the city without willing to travel hundreds of thousands of miles away.
"That southern demon seems to be extremely powerful and unfathomable." Yan Yixi said.
"This man is very calm and has extraordinary bearing. He will become a great person in the future." Even Li Tian, a gangster, said this.
Ye Fan nodded and said: "If he wasn't strong, how could Qishi Mansion have a private conversation with him? Maybe he would be given a place to enter the Starry Sky Ancient Realm."
This is a very spacious ancient house with extensive gardens and many palaces. It was left by an ancient celestial demon who looked down on the entire Nanling Mountains in the past. Now it is almost abandoned.
Ye Fan pushed open the door and stepped in. He did not offer any war treasure, but just held a mortal iron sword in his right hand and strode forward.
"Who dares to invade the important land of our clan?" An ancient creature was alert and flashed out from the gatehouse, with red hair, fangs, and scales all over its body.
"puff"
Ye Fan didn't say anything. A cold sword shone in all directions, and a blood-stained head flew out immediately. The soul was annihilated by the sword energy, and the headless corpse's blood flew up several meters high. When the three of them walked over,
Then he fell to the ground with a plop.
"How brave, just a few human beings, dare to break into the important place of our Valley of the Gods!" Several creatures that looked like flying silver yakshas jumped out, spitting out magic spells and emitting blazing light, and attacked.
Ye Fan showed off his golden sanctuary and strode forward as if he were in a deserted place, without being touched by anything, and killed him as if he were strolling in a garden.
"Puff", "puff"...
Heads flew up one after another, blood blooming like brilliant fireworks, a moment of shock, and eternal silence.
A total of nineteen heads were all chopped away by Ye Fan. None of the ancient creatures were weak, but they were suppressed by the Golden Sanctuary and had no power to fight back. They were all killed.
"It's too fast, too sharp, why don't you let me do it?" Li Tian shouted.
Ye Fan said: "Go to the sky and hold the Goddess Furnace, but don't expose it. If you see anyone trying to escape, I will blast them back. I won't let anyone go today."
"ah……"
This ancient mansion heard screams one after another. Many monks in Suzaku City woke up in shock and paid attention from the distance.
"It is he, and it is the Holy Body, who avenges the barbarians."
"Returning after twelve years, so strong and terrifying."
People gasped. How many people in the world dared to mess with the ancient beings? After Ye Fan came back, he rushed into the stronghold of the Valley of the Spirits in Nanling alone. They were going to destroy them all!
"ah……"
This! Suzaku City was restless at night, with a terrifying murderous intent rising into the sky, and shrill screams kept coming, making everyone feel the despair and coldness.
"Zi Tian is coming to consecrate him!"
Ye Fan carried the bloody iron sword and reached the depths of the mansion. More than sixty ancient creatures were lying on the ground, and his feet were covered in blood.
"My brother has returned to the Eastern Wilderness..." A terrifying creature walked out, not much different from the human race, with purple hair and purple eyes, snow-white skin, and anger gushing out of his eyes. Senhan said: "You are the Holy Body, you are really back.
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"It's a pity, then I'll let him grieve for a while." Ye Fan finished speaking and took action.
In the distant sky, everyone heard a roar, a fierce battle broke out, all kinds of brilliance rushed up, countless ancient secret arts were fired, and the place was boiling.
However, half an hour later, an unwilling roar came, and a blood-stained head shot up into the sky, with purple hair and purple eyes, and then shattered.
After that, screams broke out one after another, and someone clearly saw a figure shrouded in a golden divine ring killing people quickly in the mansion.
When a sword fell, some people's heads fell to the ground, or half of their bodies were slashed diagonally and flew away. It was a very terrifying scene, with blood staining the blue brick road red.
That man was like a demon king from hell, his hair was torn loose and he was killing people like crazy. Not a single sword hit missed, and every time he struck out, there was a large amount of blood and the end of his life.
"It's too scary. Is this the holy power of the Holy Body? A divine ring suppressed all the ancient creatures that attacked!"
"Returning after twelve years and coming to this world again, the Holy Body is too powerful and terrifying!"
This is what everyone is saying, their scalps are numb and their whole bodies are cold.
When everything calmed down, there were hundreds of corpses lying at Ye Fan's feet. He was covered in blood and the iron sword was red. He threw it to the ground. The sound of "clang" made everyone tremble.
"Li Xiaoman, Hua Yunfei, Wang Teng, Yin Yang Sect, the human world, hell, Purple Heaven Capital, Yuan Gu... all enemies, I am sitting in Nanling waiting for you!"
The world was silent, and I don't know how long it had passed before someone had the courage to enter this mansion. There was blood everywhere and corpses everywhere, all of them killed with one blow.
How long has it taken for this to happen, but hundreds of ancient masters have been buried dead? This kind of achievement makes people tremble!
After twelve years of absence, the Holy Body returned, killing eight great masters including the head of the Northern Plains Wang Family by day, and killing hundreds of heroes from the ancient clan of the Spirit Valley at night, which was horrifying.
People know that after dawn, the news will spread to the five major regions, which will cause an uproar and the world will be shaken!
The blood-stained imperial road has begun, and the fierce battle has begun. Please escort me with your monthly ticket to help Xiao Zizi advance smoothly.