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Chapter 920 Imperial War

Chapter 920: Imperial War

"This place is a bit evil. Why is there such a heavy fog?" the big black dog muttered.

The gray mist was as thick as a wall, and the scenery was unclear. The five-color altar was far in front, and the lead mist gave people a sense of depression. This place was lifeless, with not a single plant or tree, and only exposed rock and soil.

They walked forward together, and there was only the sound of footsteps in this empty place, as if they had reached the end of heaven and earth, lacking life and seeing no living beings.

The five-color altar is in sight, but the years have not let it pass. Through the mist, it is vague and hazy, and it can be seen that it stands on the mountain. Each five-color stone is a page of history.

"Don't come forward. The five-color altar will be activated soon, and there will be great energy fluctuations to avoid injury." Ye Fan faced several people with a hint of sadness.

We are about to part here. This is an unforgettable mark in life. We will cross the star field and meet each other. We may never see each other again in this life. We are too far apart.

Compared with the vast universe, human beings are really too small. Even with the strength of thousands of generations, they can only travel a short distance in the cold and silent universe. The accumulation of light years makes people lament their own insignificance.

Goodbye, they waved wordlessly. What else could they say at this moment? This departure may last a lifetime.

Qi Luo, Monkey, Dongfang Ye and others stepped forward one by one and patted Ye Fan and Pang Bo hard on the shoulders. The big black dog said goodbye in a different way, opened its big mouth and took a bite, which made Ye Fan almost die in pain.

Swing the palm down.

Ji Ziyue shed tears, looked at Ye Fan quietly, straightened his clothes, smiled and waved her hands gently, and the crystal tears fell down her white cheeks.

Ye Fan stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and then turned around. There was no need to say anything sad or speechless, everything was said without words, and he and Pang Bo strode deep into the mist.

The world was silent, with only the footsteps of Ye Fan and Pang Bo, the gray mist flowed, and the five-color altar was getting closer and closer. Both of them were silent along the way, especially Pang Bo who had not said a word before entering this area.

Ye Fan thought of the divine fortune teller. In his prediction, he did not see anyone going on the road with him, and the ancient Buddha in the Western Desert was not mentioned. This made him uneasy all the time. He walked side by side with Pang Bo, with his head above his head.

Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, holding a divine whip to avoid accidents here.

The five-color altar has arrived!

Ye Fan was so excited that he finally looked back at Ji Ziyue and the others, only to see a few blurry figures waving to him, and he also waved goodbye.

However, when he turned around again, he was stunned. Pang Bo disappeared and disappeared from the world!

"Pangbo!"

Ye Fan shouted, stepped on the Xing Zi Jue, turned into a beam of light and traveled through this place, and powerful spiritual consciousness was released to search for him.

The trace of Pang Bo disappeared, as if he had never appeared before, and there was no trace of energy at all. He was neither alive nor dead, and it was indescribably weird.

This goes against common sense. Ye Fan's spiritual consciousness is so powerful that it is impossible for a person to leave silently, unless he is a saint!

At this moment, he was sweating coldly. What was going on? Why was Pangbo missing? Why was he so silent, as if he had melted into the gray mist.

"What happened?" Ziro, Monkey and others heard the cry and all rushed over.

Ji Ziyue was very nervous and looked at him with her big and smart eyes. Everyone else also noticed that something was wrong. How could a living person disappear out of thin air, just in the blink of an eye?

"Don't worry, he is safe and there is no danger." The old blind man said, taking out a soul lamp, the fire was blazing and beating.

This is what the old blind man asked everyone to light up before they came in, so as to avoid being unaware of an accident if they were scattered. At this time, it finally came in handy.

"Can we find him with this method?" Ye Fan asked.

"No, we can only know that his condition is okay, we can't use this to search for him," the old blind man said.

None of them could understand why Pang Bo suddenly disappeared. According to the soul lamp, he was not in danger, so how could he disappear?

"Let's come and look for it, but don't do it alone." Qi Luo warned. Except for him, the other people were all together in twos, looking around. This place was a bit strange, and they resorted to swallowing. Magic jar, hell soul tower, mace, etc.

"Pangbo!"

Ye Fan shouted, but it was empty. This place was very quiet, with nothing but gray fog.

Several people walked around in a large circle, but could not find Pang Bo's shadow at all, and they had no idea where he was.

"Let me make a divination." The old blind man said, raising his hand and scattering a few pieces of tortoise shell, forming an inexplicable strange shape.

"In the east!"

They stood up and chased after him quickly, but they were far away from this place, as if they were about to rush out of this small world.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the old blind man divined again, and according to the hexagrams, the position was further away, saying: "He left this ancestral temple and traveled far away!"

"Why is this happening?" None of them could understand why Pang Bo ran away silently and why he didn't even say hello to them.

"You protect me, and I will tell you a fortune!" said the old blind man. He took out a handful of tortoise shells as white as jade. Each piece was an ancient relic from the past, and was polished to a crystal clear color. There was a "crash" sound, and a piece of tortoise shell fell on it. The old blind man frowned for a long time and then said: "He has been in an accident for millions of years."

Several people were speechless. It was obvious that they had traveled across the starry sky. Otherwise, how could it be so fast!

"No, it's tens of millions of miles away. It should be heading towards the Eastern Wasteland." The old blind man said.

"It's so far away, is Pang Bo crazy? What is he doing?" Black Emperor bared his teeth.

"I don't believe in evil anymore. Let's see what's weird about this place!" Ye Fan turned back and walked towards the mist in the distance to re-enter.

"Have you noticed that Pang Bo has been very silent just now? Did he notice something at that time, but why didn't he tell us?" Ji Ziyue was very attentive.

Several people were stunned. It was true. Pang Bo was very dull just now and didn't say a word.

Ye Fan strode into the mist and returned to the five-color altar again. He was suddenly startled when he sensed several powerful auras, which quickly came towards him.

"Bang!"

The ancient tribesmen appeared, and they also paid special attention to the five-color altar. According to legend, in the distant ancient times, they came from outside the region and wanted to rob it.

"puff"

Ye Fan's eyes were very cold, and he punched out, beating a figure on the spot and causing a shower of blood. A leader-level figure died on the spot.

"Stop him!" Several people shouted. They were trying to take away the five-color altar. If Ye Fan and the others were a step later, the altar would be moved away.

"court death!"

Monkey, Dongfang Ye and others all took action together, especially when Qi Luo took action. Even the king of Zhan Dao had no choice but to drink in hatred. After several screams, these people were all dead.

Ye Fan stepped forward, and a terrifying fluctuation suddenly appeared next to him. The Dacheng kings of the two killer dynasties reappeared, carrying holy weapons to kill.

"boom"

Ye Fan shook the cauldron, and the Mother Qi of all things on his head fell down, and the nine-color flames surged out like a vast sea, burning half of the sky collapsed, and a black hole appeared.

However, it was this fire that attracted many people. Naturally, people knew the importance of the five-color altar, and many people rushed to fight for it.

"Qiang"

Qi Luo took action to hunt down the Dacheng King, murderous intent filled the air, and the gray mist boiled.

"What, the altar is incomplete!"

Ye Fan was shocked. When he appeared on the five-color altar, his heart suddenly went cold. The altar was built on the mountain. There was nothing visible from the bottom. When he came up, he found that it was only a corner.

The main body of the altar seemed to have been intercepted and taken away by life, and it did not happen in recent years at all. Looking at the ancient traces, it must have happened in ancient times.

Two figures descended from the sky, Huo Lin'er, with beautiful blue hair, bright eyes and white teeth, and a sweet smile, landed on the altar together with his brother Huo Qizi.

"Brother Ye, what are you saying? My words are correct. An ancestor of our clan saw us fighting side by side on the five-color altar before he was enthroned. It really came true. Moreover, the altar should be intact soon and be replaced by

Repair it." Huo Lin'er smiled lightly.

"boom"

A large number of masters appeared in all directions. Their identities were unknown and their true identities were hidden. They all wanted to take away the altar and attack the three people on the altar at the same time.

Relatively speaking, most of the kills were directed at Ye Fan. He could deduce that there were old killing kings from the killer dynasty, strong slayers from the ancient tribe, and even people who fished in troubled waters.

Ye Fan went on a killing spree, and the vision unfolded. An Immortal King appeared with his feet on the Nine Heavens, holding a green lotus, and with a strong wave, dozens of bodies were broken, and blood spilled out, dyeing the altar red.

"kill!"

With the cry of killing Zhentian, this place has become the main battlefield. It’s okay if no one is fighting for it. Once the war starts, all parties will fight tooth and nail, and a large number of masters will rush in.

"Do you really think that our holy soldiers and imperial soldiers are vegetarians?" Under the altar, Dongfang Ye and others sneered. The Hell Town Soul Suppressing Tower and the mace's big stick were raised together. Suddenly, the bones were broken into pieces, and countless people would be killed in one blow.

Become ashes.

"boom"

Suddenly, the power of the Jidao Emperor's soldiers reappeared, a terrifying black gold cauldron floated in the distance, and a big dragon flew from the cauldron's mouth!

"Keng!"

The sky-swallowing demon jar trembled and flew up on its own. The lid of the jar was opened. The mouth of the jar was as deep as a bottomless pit, and the big black dragon was swallowed in at once.

Ji Ziyue rose into the sky, landed on the five-color altar, and stood side by side with Ye Fan, fighting against many opponents together.

"Sister Ziyue, don't worry." Huo Lin'er chuckled and came over to kill him. There were dead bodies on the altar and blood splattered everywhere.

Qi Luo, Duan De, and the big black dog also flew up and landed here, guarded by the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar. No one dared to approach this place, and they all retreated like a tide.

"boom"

Only the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron is invincible and is still attacking. The fairy light in the cauldron's mouth is soaring into the sky. It is resurrecting and exerting terrifying power, like a star field collapsing, and the sky seems to be destroyed.

The sky-swallowing magic jar rises and falls, and the auspicious clouds erupt. It is not just black light, it is like a butterfly breaking out of a cocoon, about to burst out of a living emperor. There are nine colors of divine light inside that are hesitating, blocking the black gold cauldron.

"Rumble"

Suddenly, a sound like a tsunami came out, and nine red flags fell from the sky, carrying the aura of destroying the world, trying to flatten the entire altar and turn it into powder.

"This is... something from the lineage of the Immortal Emperor!" Ye Fan was horrified. He had received eighty-one banners, which were similar to this one and had similar energy.

"Prince Tian, ​​do you want to use the forbidden weapon to kill us all together?" Huo Qizi, who had been silent all this time, showed murderous intent and stared coldly into the sky.

"This is an extraordinary forbidden weapon with unparalleled power!" Duan De was excited and quickly protected several people with the Sky-Swallowing Magic Jar, and stopped confronting the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron for the time being.

"boom"

Although the forbidden weapon can only be used a few times, its power is unparalleled, not to mention that it is from the lineage of the Immortal Emperor. It is extremely terrifying. If the emperor's soldiers are not there, nothing else can stop it.

Without any suspense, the nine-pole flag was shattered by the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, turning into a piece of red cloud and dispersing in the sky and earth. However, the power of the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was even greater. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a fairy fetus emerged from the cauldron's mouth and swooped down.

Come.

"It's broken!" Duan De shouted, this was the resurrection of the extreme, and it would be terrifying to kill him with a well-prepared blow.

"It doesn't matter, the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar is the best in ancient times and today. You can fight by yourself without resuscitation!" Qi Luo calmed down.

Sure enough, a sigh came out of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar, and the immortal light was infinite, rising up into the sky like a surging river, and suddenly blocked the figure of the immortal fetus.

"boom"

It was as if the vast sea had burst its banks, and extreme coercion came from the other direction. A terrifying beam of light shone towards the dragon-patterned black gold tripod, and an ancient mirror was rising and falling.

"Brother..." Ji Ziyue called.

God King Ji Haoyue appeared. He paid attention to his sister from beginning to end. He never let down his vigilance even when he was competing for the immortal treasure in the central ancient palace on behalf of his family.

At this time, he finally took action. The blue sea was turbulent and a bright moon was in the sky. This was his vision. The ancient mirror of the void hung above his head, emitting a terrifying light and shooting towards the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron!

His black hair is thick, his fighting spirit is astonishing, and his appearance as a god-king is unmistakable, looking out in all directions.

Nowadays, many people can predict Ji Haoyue's future. The future is bright, and the divine body will definitely shine in the Eastern Wasteland and write its own myth.

This is the ultimate immortal power. The power of the ancient mirror left by the Emperor of the Void is heaven-defying. Such a beam of light is enough to destroy a great religion. Flesh and blood are simply unstoppable, unless the Emperor is resurrected!

The black gold cauldron with dragon patterns trembled, and the dragon's chant was clear and clear. Its sound moved the nine heavens and shook the nine netherworlds, and quickly shook out thousands of rays of fairy light, blocking the blow that destroyed the world.

"Bang"

Most of this small world collapsed at once, the sky was destroyed, and it was connected to the outside world, and the terrifying void abyss spread into the distance at an alarming speed.

Everyone is horrified. This is the power of destruction. If it continues, not only will this place be destroyed, but even Zhongzhou will be in danger.

"when"

The sky-swallowing magic jar trembled and hung above Ye Fan's head. He stepped forward in the void, pushing forward, shaking out wisps of immortal power, suppressing the black gold cauldron like Ji Haoyue.

"It's over, Zhongzhou is in catastrophe. The imperial soldiers have revived, and there are three of them at once. This is an imperial war, and this continent will be destroyed at every turn!" Many sect leaders trembled.

All of this was too sudden. Not long ago, people were restrained, but now something like this suddenly happened. The dragon-patterned black gold cauldron, the void mirror, and the sky-swallowing magic jar really need to be hit hard. Any one of them can sink millions of miles.

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