"Are we ready for everything?" Ye Fan asked. This time it was a matter of great importance, and life and death could be decided at every turn. There was no room for sloppiness.
"There should be no problem." Pang Bo said, everyone has adjusted to the best condition and will only enter in three days.
"Where is the old blind man and Tu Tian?" Ye Fan asked.
Several people were startled when they heard his words. They immediately knew what he wanted to do. Could it be that he wanted to bring the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers in? However, this was very taboo, and each religion made it clear that it was not allowed to be used, otherwise the whole world would be punished.
"It's difficult to use this place. If something is missed, there will be big trouble. I think someone must have set up an induction array and other detection when entering." Li Heishui said.
"It's not necessary to use it, I just think this place is too unusual, and for some reason it gives me a feeling of palpitations." Ye Fan frowned. He thought it would be better to bring the ultimate weapon as a precaution.
"Let me think about it, is there any way to hide the aura." Although the Black Emperor usually does things unreliably, it is for others, and it really involves his own safety. This piece of shit thinks about it more than anyone else.
comprehensive.
"Do you have any premonitions?" Monkey asked. At their level, sometimes instinctive intuition is more accurate than some powerful predictions.
"No." Ye Fan shook his head. He just had a little worry and some associations, and said: "I killed so many people in the Tianduan Mountains last time. Will someone plot against me?"
"You are worried that the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple is a big scam. This... can't be true. If you want to catch all the masters in the world, who has such courage and dares to do this!?" Several other people gasped.
"That's not the case." Ye Fan shook his head, then touched his chin and said, "I'm just worried that someone will use this ancestral temple to set up a local trap to deal with me."
"It makes sense. There is really no chance that anyone will imitate the Tianduan Mountains and fight. In that case, the trouble will be huge. Bringing the Jidao Emperor's soldiers is the only way to be safe!" Pang Bo nodded.
"After the emperor thought hard, I finally remembered all the details of a magic circle. It can be used for great purposes. It can hide all auras and cannot be sensed by any array pattern." The Black Emperor said.
It was the sky-defying formation pattern that Emperor Wushi was often struck by lightning back then. In order to avoid injuring others, he specially created a strange pattern that could conceal all qi.
In the end, the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar was perfectly integrated, and was hidden by a mysterious magic circle of the Black Emperor. Bringing it with you is enough to make people feel at ease, and they will not be afraid even if a shocking incident occurs.
Duan De frowned and said: "Master Dao, I have a kind of material that I didn't collect. I only got a substitute. I always feel that something is wrong."
"You haven't collected it all in so many days?" Ye Fan was surprised. He had spent a lot of money and sent out a lot of resources for him to bid at major auction houses.
"It still lacks a bit of Yama soil, which is rare in the world and difficult to collect." Duan De said.
"It doesn't matter, there are still three days left. If Donghuang didn't find it, we'll look for it at the major auction houses in Zhongzhou." Ye Fan said.
"It's not that troublesome." Ziro said.
Nowadays, the world's turmoil gathers in the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple, attracting people from all religions and nine tiers. There is a temporary venue just outside the former First Dragon Vein, where natural materials and treasures can be exchanged. It is only a few dozen miles away.
Outside the first ancestral vein, the hills are undulating, and all the mountains have been cut off. People can't imagine how terrible that mysterious night that shocked the ages was. One of the valleys is particularly open, and now it is crowded with people, and monks come and go in an endless stream.
The major chaebols and auction houses are well prepared and can be said to be very good at doing business. They have transported all kinds of rare treasures here, which are all kinds of artifacts needed to explore the ruins.
An old man passed by and rubbed shoulders with Qi Luo. The old killer's expression suddenly became extremely solemn. He got the secret report, pulled Ye Fan and others aside and used his spiritual mind to transmit the message, saying: "This time is really not good, hell and hell."
Several old killer kings were dispatched from the human world, intent on getting rid of Ye Fan to avenge the last great hatred."
"I'll be fine, but you must pay more attention." Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged. He had already expected that this time would be a bloody battle, and it would not be so easy to get on the five-color altar.
In the valley, there are green bamboos, gurgling mountain springs, and steaming spiritual energy. It is very extraordinary. There are not only many powerful people from the human race, but also many ancient creatures.
Although the magical artifacts are placed directly on the street stalls, they are all valuable. Many of them are treasures, which are dizzying for people to see. Many stalls have attracted many people to stop.
The Black Emperor kept taking action and purchased some more materials, while Duan De picked up and picked up here and there, but still couldn't find the Yama soil he needed. This kind of thing is hard to come by.
"Holy Prince..." An ancient creature approached, bowed respectfully to the monkey, and then secretly transmitted the message.
"Really? I understand. Thank you so much to your clan. I will be richly rewarded in the future." The monkey nodded.
"What's wrong?" Yan Yixi asked.
"The Prince of Heaven is also obsessed with me, and several other ancient strong men want to target Ye Fan and want to kill him inside. They have quite a lot of background," said the monkey.
Everyone gasped. Now that Ye Fan is famous all over the world, most people don't dare to make a move and have to stay away. Anyone who wants to take action against him must be a master with an astonishing background.
Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple, with murderous intent at every step, will have a bloody storm, which is more serious than they imagined.
"It's nothing, just let them come." Ye Fanhun didn't care.
Duan De said coldly: "These people really don't care about life and death. They want to kill people inside. They have no idea how terrible the ancestral temple is. It has been lingering for more than 200,000 years, but it is still a holy temple. It is comparable to the ancient emperors."
After entering the tomb, they will pay the tuition fee with blood."
There was a commotion ahead, and many people were standing in front of a street stall. There were two parties bidding for a weapon, and many people gathered around.
Ye Fan and others came forward to watch, but Duan De couldn't move his eyes away at that time. He quickly squeezed in and held a magic weapon on the ground that looked like the Senluo Palace in his palm. It was filled with gloomy energy and was surrounded by black mist.
"Taoist Master, I'm waiting for the auction, do you want to get involved?" Someone next to you said coldly.
"Bidding!" Duan De didn't even raise his head, and directly sent a message to Ye Fan, telling him that this was a forbidden weapon made from the earth of Yama.
The stall owner is a middle-aged man with a low level of cultivation. He has been a weapon refiner since his ancestors. This weapon is not a masterpiece. It is made from a strange piece of blood mud that he dug out from a strange mountain.
I thought this place was so popular.
"A waste of natural resources, this is the earth of Yama. He doesn't know its value at all. It has great uses such as suppressing evil spirits, but he almost ruined it." This is Duan De's evaluation.
At the same time, he realized that there were many different people in the world. Not only did he recognize the goods, but other people also recognized them, otherwise it would be impossible to bid like this. One of them was actually an ancient tribe, composed of more than a dozen strong men, and there were obviously experts in it.
The other party's background is not small, and it is actually a holy land in the Eastern Wasteland - the Wind Clan.
Ye Fan stepped forward and put down a fist-sized source on the straw mat, which immediately aroused a discussion. No one thought that a gloomy and broken palace could be worth so many sources.
The other two parties realized that someone who knew the goods was here again, and they stopped hiding it. They frankly admitted that it was a treasure, made it clear that they wanted to take it, and raised the price again.
Naturally, the ancient clan had no shortage of divine resources. Their arrogance increased several times and compared with Ye Fan. He smiled and immediately took out a small piece of Daluo Silver Essence and placed it on the ground.
As soon as this magical material came out, it immediately triggered an exclamation. This is a real rarity, hard to find in the world, and should be far more expensive than that palm-sized bloody palace.
Someone recognized Ye Fan and whispered: "It's the Holy Body of the Human Race!" Both the Ancient Clan and the Wind Clan changed their colors.
Many people gathered around, and the shadow of the famous tree, Ye Fanwei, was now famous all over the world, which surprised many people. Not everyone had seen him and wanted to see what he looked like.
"It was he who led tens of thousands of cavalry and flattened the ancient family in Beiyuan?" Many people gasped.
"It was him who killed the Holy Son, Yuan Gu, and the Son of God. The battle in the Tianduan Mountains caused blood to pour through the black mountains!" Many people around him involuntarily stepped back, in awe.
Next to them, a dozen strong men from the ancient tribe looked solemn. Among them was an expert like Duan De, who obviously had a great background and had an unusual status, but they also frowned at this time.
On the other side, a woman walked out of the Wind Clan, wearing a five-color mask, with a graceful figure and peerless grace, like a goddess.
However, at this moment, an extremely complicated light appeared in her eyes. It was none other than Feng Huang, the princess of the Wind Clan. Only after she had practiced to this point did she understand how childish her words were.
In the past, her heart was as high as the sky, and she refused to get married. She didn't even pay attention to people who could grow into the Great Holy Body in the future. Now that she thinks about it, she can only sigh.
Although her talent was astonishing and her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, when she reached this level of cultivation, she deeply realized how difficult this road was. Even the Golden Winged Peng King fell. What she said back then was too much.
For so many years, my ears have been full of rumors about Ye Fan, and I can’t help but hear it. Ye Fan, the Holy Body, has grown up step by step. From being hostile to all parties to shaking the world in one battle after another, he has established an invincible myth that makes her
A bit of bitterness.
In today's world, if we are talking about the next generation or those who can achieve enlightenment, we should not mention Ye Fan. Who dares to ignore it?
Back then, she refuted the face of the peerless God King and the face of her grandfather, the Lord of the Wind Clan. She raised her arrogant head and dismissed Ye Fan, whose future was unpredictable at that time.
More than ten years have passed. Ye Fan has moved forward step by step and has become famous in the battle. He has attracted the attention of the world and created his own undefeated myth.
Looking back, she could only sigh. She was too proud back then and didn't know how cruel Di Lu was. Now that she thought about it, she couldn't say what she wanted to say.
"That's all, we don't want this Yama Earth any more." A dozen or so powerful ancient tribesmen with great origins turned around and left. They couldn't bring out the Daluo Silver Essence, and felt that the gain was not worth the loss. Not everyone could be found by Yuan Tianshi.
Divine material.
"Those are the masters of several major royal families. They are a group of very scary people, and they just gave up?" Someone recognized their identities and was extremely surprised.
Others also gasped when they heard this. Recently, they heard that a dozen very powerful royal families and noble families each sent a master to form a team to come, but they didn't expect it to be them.
"Even people like this have not come to terms with the Holy Body, yet they are... famous and famous among all races." Someone sighed.
Next to him, Phoenix was surrounded by five-color divine light, standing there quietly, motionless as he listened to everyone's words.
"Clan leader!" At this moment, the leader of the wind clan appeared, and the people of the clan saluted together.
Ye Fan also heard this, stood up and looked out of the crowd. First he saw Fenghuang, and then he saw a majestic middle-aged man.
"I've met senior." The leader of the Wind Clan was kind to him. No matter what happened later, he would never forget his help when he broke the curse of the holy body and passed the level.
"When I see you again, I really know that I am getting old. After this trip to Zhongzhou, I want to retire." The Holy Master of the Wind Clan sighed with emotion.
In the past, Ye Fan was only in the Secret Realm of the Four Extremes, but now he has been singing all the way, reaching this point, enough to be on an equal footing with the Holy Lords of all parties. He can't help but lament that time has passed, the glory has faded away, and a new generation has replaced the old one.
"Huang'er, come here, why don't you say hello?" The Holy Master of the Wind Clan looked at Feng Huang, the proud goddess of the Wind Clan.