Chapter seven hundred and ninety-six dark turmoil prelude
After a piece of imperial jade was embedded in the groove as big as a human head, a soft clear light flashed through the sacred ruins, engulfing the old blind man and Duan De, and they disappeared.
Back then, Ye Fan retreated from the Purple Mountain in this way, crossed into an underground river, and climbed to the surface.
It is difficult to get in and out of Zishan. Unless you use the Jidao Emperor's weapons to bombard you, there is no hope of opening it. This is a natural prison.
"Aojiao..."
In all directions, there is a ferocious scene, and there are many ghosts. Every body is as dry as firewood, skinny and bones. Some have dragon heads, some have phoenix wings, some have fish bodies, and some look like gods. They bared their teeth and claws, and there were terrible things everywhere.
The screams were like being in hell.
These creatures are very strange and unique. They represent the glory of the past clan. They were selected by the Immortal Emperor and became his subordinates. You don't need to think about it to know how terrifying they were in life.
Ye Fan retreated again and again. Even if he was holding the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, he would not dare to kill on the spot. If he had to fight against so many ancient corpses on his own, his body would be exhausted in a short time.
He came to the most open area of Zishan, and the Wushi Bell hung above it, covering the area. It was a restricted area, and all the evil ghosts stopped.
Ye Fan is not afraid. If the Wushi Bell is allowed to ring for three consecutive months, I am afraid that all living things in the Purple Mountain will no longer exist. They will all be turned into powder by Zhong Bo. Even the subordinates of the Immortal Emperor will be difficult to survive.
"roar…"
In all directions, one ancient god general after another roared, surrounding the place. Each one was dry and black, and their corpses were as messy as grass. Some were shrouded in divine rings, and some had a black moon above their heads. Each of them had an extraordinary appearance.
It can be seen that if they were so powerful in life, they would make the mountains and rivers eclipse, the sun and the moon lose their light, and they would be able to level the world.
Because they are undefeated divine generals. They all had a great status in the past. They only listened to the orders of the Immortal Emperor. They were the ancestors of all races in the ancient times.
"Damn it!" Even Ye Fan couldn't help but curse. The more he looked closely, the more terrifying he became. Some of these creatures' bodies were almost divine materials, with avenue patterns flowing around them.
That was the manifestation of the mana reaching its peak. It was sublimated to the extreme, and the Dao patterns were engraved on the bones and flesh. The body shell became the carrier of the Dao.
Not to mention a group of such beings, but just one of them really comes to life, which is enough to cause chaos in the world and sweep across an area.
Ye Fan really suspected that there might be gods in the ancient times. The Immortal Emperor's subordinates were too powerful. No wonder he had a supreme position in the hearts of all the ancient peoples and was unshakable.
"Aojiao..."
A group of fierce ghosts were roaring, the black moon hung in the sky, the Yin river circled the body, and the blood sun ran across them. These were the scenes that accompanied them. The ancient stone temple was shaking and buzzing, as if it was about to collapse. Fortunately, Dao lines emerged and were stable.
Lived.
Ye Fan obviously felt something was wrong. These ancient creatures were restless, as if they had been ordered to step in.
"Who are you from? Let's come out and see him."
The dry corpses were scattered everywhere with their black claws waving, like weeds dancing wildly, and the shrill screams were even more frightening, just like in the Senluo Palace.
A burst of cold laughter came, and a wave of resentment rose and fell like a tide, and finally it came overwhelmingly, making people feel chilled all over.
Behind the many withered black corpses, a tall figure walked forward. The temperature in the hall dropped sharply, like falling into an ice cellar.
It was eerie and strange. His whole body was covered with terrifying red hair, which was more than half a foot long. Even his face was the same. Only a pair of sinister eyes could be seen.
His red hair is very long, like the most ferocious devil, giving people the feeling of extremely vicious and resentful, as if he wants to kill all the people.
Ye Fan's scalp was numb, and there was a sensation in his body, and he lost his voice and said: "You are Zhang Lin!"
A red-haired whirlwind blew on the ground, mixed with whining sounds, and the entire Purple Mountain was filled with gloom and darkness. It was getting darker and darker. What is the underworld? It is the same here. There is no difference.
All the evil ghosts roared and stepped forward together, intending to enter this forbidden area and tear him alive.
In the outside world, there have been constant storms these days, which can even be described as stormy.
The Valley of the Spirits is full of vitality, but the mountains outside it are barren of grass. However, overnight, green trees cover the ground, spreading thousands of miles, and become a source of life.
They are officially born!
A majestic voice sounded, whoever can raise Ye Fan's head to throw in will always be a guest of the Valley of the Spirits. This is to let the human race kill the Holy Body by themselves.
At the same time, they showed their iron-blooded side, saying that if Ye Fan did not kneel down and ask for death, they would kill all the Ye family members within three months, leaving rivers of blood on the earth and mountains of bones.
Powerful and domineering, as soon as the command from the Valley of the Gods came out, the world was shocked. People knew that a great turmoil was coming and could not be stopped.
The Valley of the Spirits is just a clan from the ancient times. There are many more terrifying races, all of which have ancestral kings. However, this clan is already so tyrannical. If they dare to rebel, they will kill the rich clan.
There are violent storms on the land, and an iron-blooded storm is about to blow. Everyone is in danger, and some wealthy clans have even made preparations to join the ancient clan.
In this terrible world, even the Holy Lands and ancient families have fallen silent. Dark chaos is coming. What they are thinking about now is not prosperity, but how to survive.
In the past few days, the Nanling barbarians have been under tremendous pressure because ancient beings come to explore the truth from time to time.
Someone spread the news that the Valley of the Spirits wanted to uproot the barbarians, but they dared not take action because they learned that there was a god of war among the barbarians.
Many great sects were frightened. The barbarians had shown such strong fighting power, and the Valley of the Spirits still wanted to attack them, showing their strong and domineering side.
"Nanling Barbarians, I, the Divine Spirit Valley, need an explanation!" Finally, such words came from the Northern Territory, and they took action.
The ancient royal family was accusing and arrogant to the sky. This was a signal to start war and exterminate the clan. It made the monks in the world remain silent and many people were frightened.
"Why do you dare to destroy the Wang family in Beiyuan?"
"Why are you sheltering the human race's holy body in Nanling?"
"Are you provoking the majesty of our clan?"
The three questions in the Valley of the Gods were domineering and condescending. It was a completely unequal dialogue, looking down on the world with a king's attitude.
As soon as these words came out, the whole world was shocked. This was a sign that war was about to begin. Even an ancient war god in Nanling could not deter the ancient tribes.
For a time, the Nanling Mountains were turbulent and undercurrents were surging, the northern region was covered with war clouds, the monks were frightened, the world was uneasy, and the five regions were restless.
After many years, the chaos has started again. The Nanling barbarians will face off against the Valley of the Spirits. The most violent dark turmoil in the post-barren ancient era is about to come, and the first battle is about to begin!
The barbarians are very bloody. When faced with accusations, they did not defend themselves one by one. They simply said, "Fuck you, if you want to fight, then fight. I will accompany you!"
The toughness and bloody spirit of the Nanling barbarians exceeded many people's expectations and made the Bijian people's blood boil. They dared to do this in the face of the ancient royal family, and they really lived up to the reputation of their ancestors.
Their words were loud and sonorous, and in people's eyes they were pure-blooded and truly heroic men.
Even if you are defeated in the first battle of Dark Turmoil, there is nothing to be ashamed of, but it will make people admire you even more.
Upon hearing this, the Valley of the Spirits was silent for a while, and then spoke again, asking the Lord of the Barbarians to come to the Northern Territory to give an explanation.
Everyone clearly felt that the Valley of the Spirits had softened somewhat and was a little wary of the barbarians, but it still had a self-centered attitude. Let the Lord of the Barbarians explain it in person, which was still a high profile.
"There is nothing to explain. We, the barbarians, behave openly and aboveboard. We will never bow to others and will never be disrespectful. How can the leader of one clan give orders to others with just one word!"
"It's stubborn. It's just an ancient saint who will transform into Taoism. It's nothing to worry about. We can defeat him in one battle!" This is the voice from inside the Valley of the Spirits. Although it has not been spread out yet, it has also been revealed.
The Valley of the Spirits is about to go on an expedition to Nanling to defeat the powerful barbarians. This is a trend that everyone can see.
Soon after, an extremely strong and iron-blooded voice came from the Valley of the Spirits, demanding that the Nanling Barbarian King come to bear the thorn in person to plead guilty, and that the human race's holy body should be bound to come with him, otherwise he would bear the consequences.
"Let's fight. Am I still afraid of you?!" This was the barbarian's straightforward response.
Within the clan, men, women, old and young mobilized together, each carrying the big stick of Langxiang, preparing for a life and death battle, without fear, and everyone worked together.
On this day, the roaring sound of the ancient king of the Northern Territory shook the mountains and the whole land shook, frightening everyone.
"Trapped the barbarians in Nanling, leaving no chickens or dogs behind. Kill them all!"
This was an extremely domineering momentum that shook the endless rivers and mountains in the northern region and quickly spread to the five regions. Everyone heard the news that the war was about to begin.
"Unless the ancient emperor is resurrected, no one can save you!"
Arrogant and domineering, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, this is the Valley of the Spirits, a powerful royal family among all the ancient tribes, and they are going to launch a war today.
Demonic clouds are billowing, war energy is rising into the sky, and ancient warships are taking off one after another in the Valley of the Spirits, about to enter a huge domain gate and head to Nanling.
An earth-shaking war is about to break out!
Although the barbarians are powerful, they are difficult to compare with the Valley of the Spirits. This is because in the event of a life-and-death duel, other ancient royal families may be implicated. In that case, the outcome is already foreseeable. People seem to have seen rivers of blood and mountains of bones in Nanling.
"Let the barbarians become history and eradicate them forever in one battle!" This was the high and cold voice of the Valley of the Gods, telling the whole world that if the barbarians were wiped out, they would kill the Ye family. This was a big iron-blooded operation.
However, at this moment, a very discordant voice came from the Northern Territory.
"You guys from the Valley of the Spirits, I am the holy body of the human race, and I have come to the Northern Territory to kill you in person!"
"When I, Ye Fan, come, I will definitely destroy your entire clan in the Spirit Valley. Now if you come out small, I will kill one. If you come out, I will kill a pair."
Everyone was in an uproar because someone saw it. It was undoubtedly the true body of the human race's holy body. There was no mistaking that golden blood and vigorous aura.
The Valley of the Gods was furious, and many masters came out, causing mountains and rivers to collapse, shaking the entire northern region.
"Holy Body of the Human Race, where is the human race emperor that you mentioned? If the ancient emperor doesn't show up, no one who comes will be able to save you!"
"when……"
At this moment, a bell rang throughout the Northern Territory, suppressing all sounds. It spread out for countless thousands of miles, making the world suddenly peaceful.
All restlessness and murderous aura disappeared. People were trembling and stunned.
Between heaven and earth, there is only the lingering sound of bells, as if they came from ancient times across time and space!
The Valley of the Spirits stopped all the warships that had set sail. Everyone on board looked stiff, trembling, and extremely frightened in their hearts.