Chapter 901 Wind and Cloud Gather at the Ancestral Temple
The five-color mask covered that peerless face, with flowing rays of light and a pair of autumn eyes that gave it an alternative style. Fenghuang's figure was graceful and slender, and she stepped forward gracefully.
"I've met Brother Ye." She said, very calmly, but her eyes no longer had the arrogant brilliance of the past, and she put away all her pride.
Ye Fan returned the favor. He had nothing to hate about the past. In the past, the princess of the Wind Clan was as proud as a little phoenix, with her head held high and disdainful of anyone. Such style and attitude were related to the environment in which she grew up.
The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan sighed in his heart. He could have been very close to Ye Fan. In the next ten thousand years, the entire Eastern Wasteland and the world would belong to them, bearing the brand of the Wind Clan. But now it is too late to say anything.
This is a place where fish and dragons are mixed, and naturally everyone is there. Many people and ancient tribes are stopping to watch, and many people are talking in low voices.
"This is the princess of the Wind Clan, a pearl in the Eastern Wasteland. She has been found to have a rare talent since she was a child. Her cultivation speed is extremely fast, and she can make great strides with each passing day. However, she is too conceited and proud, and does not take any man into consideration.
, I made a wrong decision last year."
"You are talking about the fact that she refused to marry. Otherwise, a Dacheng Holy Body will be tied to the Wind Clan's chariot in the future."
"Now, Ye Fan has come from behind and is on par with the ancient emperor's parents and children. The road ahead is brilliant and unstoppable. Although she is a natural beauty, she still falls short."
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Fenghuang clenched her fists when she heard these comments, and her slender and shiny fingers turned white, but in the end she sighed, filled with a sense of powerlessness.
Now, who among the current generation can still compete with Ye Fan? Only the ancient emperor's parents and children are invincible. They have already stood at the top of the next generation, and it is difficult to resist them.
This time, only people like Ye Fan and the Holy Prince, Shen Can Taoist, Tian Prince, and Huang Xu Tao are qualified to directly enter the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple. This is recognized by the people of the world and is on par with the Lord of the Divine Dynasty.
And other people of their generation, no matter how talented you are, the amazing geniuses have to fight their own way and compete for qualifications before they can enter, including Phoenix.
It has only been more than ten years, and Ye Fan can compete with all the saints. He is an equal in any place, and his seniority is not a problem at all.
Moreover, this is just a change in status. When it comes to cultivation, I am afraid that all the saints will have to bow their heads. This is a height that is difficult for people of the same generation to reach.
Fenghuang felt bitter. Once upon a time, such a change had occurred. Even his grandfather's generation of heroes had to walk side by side with Ye Fan. He was much more cautious in his words instead of being superior. This was a strong impact.
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"Did we use so much Yama soil?" Ye Fan turned around and asked Duan De.
Fatty Duan had the same virtue as a big black dog. He couldn't walk when he saw a good thing, and it was very difficult to make him spit it out once it was in his hands. He kept shaking his head and said that barely enough was enough.
As soon as Ye Fan heard this, he knew that there must be plenty of money and he couldn't use it up. This shameless bastard wanted to enrich his own pocket and hide it for future use. He quickly broke off a small piece and handed it to the Lord of the Wind Clan.
The stall owner's cultivation level was not high, and his level of weapon refining was far from advanced, but he still had good eyesight. He had already understood that people were interested in his materials, not the finished products. He smiled bitterly and looked at the palace made of blood and mud.
Being pinched open like this, I can't describe how it feels psychologically.
Fenghuang took over Yama Luotu and stood with his grandfather, watching Ye Fan and the others leave in a daze, with various emotions welling up in his heart.
"Every step on the road to cultivation is difficult." The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan sighed softly.
The valley is very open, with many stalls and some suspended palaces, all belonging to major chaebols, who sell various treasures here. It can be said that the influence of the Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple is really great.
A man stood in front, with long aqua hair and extraordinary momentum. He faced Ye Fan and all of them alone, like a divine mountain standing there.
His eyes are very bright, like two magic lamps, which seem to be able to see into other people's souls. His body is strong, slender, masculine and powerful, with a circle of divine light overflowing and covering his body. It can be said that this man has a majestic head and horns.
Even if some people are standing in a vast sea of people, they can still be distinguished from others at a glance. There is no doubt that the man in front of him is like this. He is above all living beings, attracting thousands of eyes, and has the appearance of an emperor, like an immortal ancient.
gods.
Fire Qizi!
Even though he had never seen it before, Ye Fan immediately guessed that this was the son of the ancient emperor of Huolin Cave when they met for the first time. The aura was stronger and more powerful than that of Yuan Gu, and could be compared with that of monkeys.
It was the blood of the ancient emperor, which ordinary people could not notice, but when he heard it roaring in Ye Fan's ears, it was like a tsunami. He felt a powerful potential, like a great emperor dormant in his body, who would be resurrected at any time!
"Yam Luo Tu." He spat out these words because he wanted to take action for this rare treasure and blocked their way.
The ancient emperor's parent and son are extremely terrifying, much stronger than the eighth generation grandson of the Yuan Emperor. The monkey's terrifying bloodline power is not a special case, all true emperor-level figures are like this.
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In the Eastern Wasteland, within the Taixuan Sect, the one hundred and eight main peaks have a myriad of shapes and forms, with purple energy steaming through them. This is a sign of the prosperity of the great religion.
A man in blue clothes was extraordinary and refined. He stood outside Taixuan Gate. Like an immortal, he looked at the 108 main peaks in the distance, and then fixed his gaze on the most magnificent star peak among them.
"Farewell to the star peak that gave birth to me and raised me, I will travel far away. If I still have the life to come back, I will make Taixuan surpass the entire ancient star. I will break the shackles of fate and fight with my blood.
Will come back eventually!"
Hua Yunfei whispered, and then murmured to himself, "Let the world humiliate me, hate me, and slander me, and one day I will crush everything!"
Inside the Taixuan Gate, a sigh came from Zhuofeng, and a voice rang in his ears, saying: "Come back."
Hua Yunfei was startled, then backed up violently and walked away quickly, saying: "No, I will cleanse everything and kill all the enemies!"
In the Shaking Light Holy Land, in front of a large black cauldron, a young man stands alone, with his hands behind his back and his black hair disheveled. He looks at Zhongzhou in the distance, his eyes are deep, as if he is overlooking a chess game in the world.
The dragon-patterned black gold cauldron roared with lightning and thunder, emitting wisps of extreme divine power, but it did not harm the man in the slightest. It was as if it was born to blend with him, and others could not get close, but he was not one of them.
A sneer appeared on the corner of Yaoguang's mouth, and he finally disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he was sitting on the throne that only the Holy Lord of Yaoguang could sit on. No one in the huge palace said anything.
In the Eastern Wasteland, there is an ancient palace made of the skulls of kings, with sacred bones paving the floor and shining with immortal light. This is the human world!
An old voice came, like the sound of nine ghosts and demons penetrating the brain, making people tremble, saying: "This palace is always missing something. I thought about it again and again, only the skull of the holy body is missing."
"Please rest assured, Saint Killer. We will definitely take off his head and never let him escape again. This will wash away the shame and make the murderous spirit in the palace even stronger!"
Almost at the same time, the devil's whisper came from the ancient palace of hell, and the murderous aura spread across ancient and modern times, like the raging sea.
"Kill to prove the truth..."
In the Northern Territory, on a high mountain, the Emperor of Heaven looked at Zhongzhou, his eyes were serious, he sneered again and again, and said to himself: "I'm here!"
All the tribes of the ancient tribes and the major holy places of the human race are busy on this day, and the masters are setting off to rush to Zhongzhou!
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In the valley outside the Zhongzhou Ancestral Line, a big black dog bared its teeth and said, "You want to fight with us alone?"
"My brother didn't mean that." Huo Lin'er appeared, with long aqua-blue hair floating around, like the essence of the sea, and a body as white as jade, as beautiful as a jade sculpture and unreal.
She is the only daughter of the ancient emperor. She has noble blood. She has gone very far on the road of spiritual practice. Her strength is unpredictable. There are countless pairs of eyes in the ancient ministries staring at her. Even the great sage Huntuo made a gift for his great-great-grandson.
After getting married, the young elites of all races and the kings with the greatest potential would not want to get married.
"Really? I think he wants to stretch his muscles with us. I don't mind accompanying him!" Monkey said forcefully.
"Brother Ye, Holy Prince, we meet again." Huo Lin'er smiled very seductively, with curved corners of his mouth, and a pair of snow-white teeth shining brightly against the red lips, showing an intoxicating charm, and his long blue hair
Hair shines like water waves.
Ye Fan returned the favor and extended his hand not to hit the smiling man. Furthermore, in a sense, Huolin Cave was extremely terrifying. There were two direct children of the ancient emperor, which was horrifying.
However, Huo Qizi was very indifferent and didn't seem to have any good impressions of them. They came here because they were informed that there was Yama Earth here, but it was a pity that Ye Fan and the others succeeded first.
"Alas, we are actually allies, and we finally ascended the altar at the same time." Huo Lin'er smiled brightly, saying that a powerful ancestor king in the clan had seen a glimpse of the future when he was incarnation, and they were fighting side by side.
Ye Fan's heart froze, and he suddenly thought of a possibility. Could someone cross the star field with him and leave this world this time? What kind of people are they? It is difficult to decide whether they are enemies or friends, and we must not lead the war to the other side!
"Actually, we have no other purpose here. If we really want to go in, if we collide, we don't want to kill each other." Huo Lin'er said, without asking for Yama Luo Tu anymore, and left with his brother.
Three days have passed in a blink of an eye, Zhongzhou's ancestral line has been opened, and all the heroes have appeared.
Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Li Heishui, Wu Zhongtian, Jiang Huairen and others finally chose to stay outside. This was the warning of the old killer Qi Luo and the order of the Thirteen Bandits. Obviously they all realized something. It was best not to go in if they could.
adventure!
Because, just in the qualification battle, some powerful people have fallen, and those who can enter must be ruthless, and the ancient temple is filled with gloomy energy, which is really seeping into people.
Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Monkey, Duan De, Heihuang, Old Blind Man, Qi Luo and others were accompanying them. Even Tu Tian did not enter, so the Goddess Furnace and the Hell Soul Resurrection Tower were naturally brought with them.
"Wait a minute, there's me." The barbarians appeared, coming from Nanling, to meet them, and told them secretly, bringing with them a mace and a big stick, the perfect holy soldier passed down from generation to generation!
The extreme weapons, accompanied by several handed down holy weapons, made this team suddenly more courageous and fearless.
At the last moment, Ji Ziyue appeared, insisted on joining the team, and whispered to Ye Fan: "I want to see you off."
The ancient ancestral temple has been sealed in dust for more than 200,000 years, and now someone has finally stepped in. In addition to the main entrance, there are many small doors lined up side by side, all of which can be entered.
People rushed to break in, and there were hundreds of people in the first batch, all of whom were masters. However, at this moment, something extremely terrible happened, and screams kept coming.
The vast ancestral temple became darker, and pairs of eyes lit up. Most of the people who entered were dead, and their bodies were all shriveled up and turned into human skin. Even the bones were eaten by something.
"It's broken!" Fatty Duan's face suddenly darkened.