A cry-like sound was heard, which was particularly terrifying in the quiet black Dead Sea. It made people's scalp numb when they heard it.
Ye Fan raised his head and found that Emperor Mo was still in a daze, and knew that this comparison was completely unreliable.
After thinking for a while, he bravely flew behind Yi Bai, shrunk his strong body as much as possible, controlled the breath all over his body, and still muttered something in his mouth.
"You can scold me for demons, ghosts, ghosts, and nine-day beings! If you want to do something, please hit the guy in front of me. He will resist!"
The sea level suddenly became quiet, and everything was still. The entire ocean was deathly silent, without a single sound.
However, Ye Fan felt even more uneasy in his heart. An ominous atmosphere filled the air, as if something was about to happen.
Sure enough, not long after, nine huge black ancient ships slowly sailed out of the fog, as high as mountains!
"ah!"
There was a shrill scream, and then, like dumplings being dropped, thousands of ferocious monsters jumped from the boat and rushed toward Ye Fan.
There are them in all directions, in the sky and the sea, endless.
There were too many, and the strange auras emanating from them also made Ye Fan shake his mind. Many of them may have exceeded the power of the Holy Land during their lifetime.
At this moment, Ye Fan strongly hoped that Emperor Mo would be more reliable and not wait for him to die before he could come back to his senses. The words in his mouth gradually became louder: "You can't see me, you can't see me! Emperor Mo's meat is more delicious, you guys
Go eat him! The emperor’s meat is so delicious!”
Ye Fan didn't lie. As the level of cultivation increased, the physique of the cultivators gradually became impure and full of spirituality. There were even some crazy powers who directly refined some cultivators and used them as medicine.
It can be said that Ye Fan has a deep understanding of this kind of thing. He has a special physique and was almost stewed.
"boom!"
A powerful ghost corpse flew directly over, swallowing black clouds, as if it could take the world into its mouth.
"Why does it stink so much!"
As a sound of disgust rang out, the idea of suppressing the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths gradually revived.
It was simply the sound of nature! Hearing the familiar voice again, Ye Fan almost burst into tears. This voice was even more beautiful than when he was a child when his mother beat him so hard that he was hungry and then suddenly asked him to eat.
"boom!"
Thunder arose in the void, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of purple-gold thunder pillars about ten feet thick plowed the area back and forth dozens of times.
The heavy fog dissipated quickly, and the unconscious ghost who was lucky enough to survive on the seabed suddenly had thoughts of fear and tried hard to bury his body under the seabed.
"Fresh air means comfort!" Yi Bai looked at the sea below that was instantly purified by him and was very satisfied.
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light appeared from the end of the sea and came quickly.
This is a splendid ship, blooming with immeasurable divine brilliance, illuminating the whole world, and emitting a deafening Zen chant, which is endless and the sound shakes the sky.
There was a fluctuation in the space, and Yi Bai and Ye Fan appeared directly on the big ship.
"Emperor Mo, could you please remind me the next time you take me with you?"
Ye Fan, who had just stabilized his body and was still complaining, was suddenly stunned. There was no living person on this seemingly sacred and bright ship. Hundreds of golden Arhats had already passed away, skin and bones, and lost their lives.
After looking at it for a while, Yi Bai bowed slightly: "I'm Mo Yu, thank you for your hard work, master!"
Just now, he casually observed with his magical power, and he has confirmed that this is an ancient battlefield, where countless powerful people with great magical powers have fallen, filled with resentment and death.
If these holy monks hadn't sacrificed their lives to suppress them here, the earth nearby would have been gone.
Even though Yi Bai couldn't do it himself, he still admired this kind of righteous man.
Ye Fan was extremely surprised. Who was the emperor talking to? Is there a ghost?
One of the holy monks suddenly opened his eyes.
"My Buddha is merciful and good. This place is extremely dangerous. Please retreat, donors!", the old monk said, with only a piece of skin left on his body. He was as thin as firewood, but surrounded by the Buddha's light, he was sacred and lofty.
Yi Bai thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, but I think you are going to die."
Turning around, he looked at his former fellow disciples and brothers. The old monk closed his eyes and looked lonely: "I, the Buddha, are merciful. If I don't go to hell, who will? Donors can leave."
Da Ze helps the world, Yi Bai thought for a while and asked: "Can we do something for you?"
The old monk opened his eyes and looked at Ye Fan, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, how did such a dishonest person survive to this day?
Looking at Yi Bai again, he couldn't see through it at all.
After pondering for a while, the old monk slowly shook his head and said: "We were ordered to suppress the Demon Sea Eye. Where is the Yin Jedi Land? There may even be supreme Yin Gods and supreme heroic spirits. It is useless for anyone to come! You retreat.
Bar!"
"Roar…"
With a loud roar, like thousands of thunders exploding together, the world suddenly collapsed, and billowing demonic energy boiled.
"No wonder I can't enter the Eye of the Sea despite going against the black ocean. It turns out that the portal has been banned by you monks!"
In the vast demonic aura, a huge figure stood in front of him. Looking down, he could see nothing but two huge bloody eyes like red lanterns.
However, Ye Fan knew who he was right away!
Crocodile Ancestor!
Back when he set off from the earth, he passed by Yinghuo. This demon saint had killed several of his classmates and friends.
"Predator, old monster!" Ye Fan looked cold and his words were full of hatred.
"I traveled so far a few years ago, and you are still able to come back. It's beyond my expectation." This ancient crocodile sneered, revealing a vague outline in the black mist. It was a huge body comparable to a mountain.
"Monster crocodile, you have harmed so many of my classmates, why did you do that?!" Remembering the earth-shaking thigh next to him, Ye Fan seemed to gain the confidence and roared angrily.
Crocodile Ancestor looked down at him as if he were looking at an ant bug, without any emotion, and said: "What do I do to a few bugs? Do I still need to calculate? I'm just going with the flow."
"In my eyes, you are just a group of ants. To be honest, I have never thought of you as anything. You are such ants. When I was bored, I got interested and killed hundreds of millions of them with one hand.
", Crocodile Ancestor said with a hint of contempt.
"You!" Ye Fan felt like he was about to explode.
Yi Bai seemed to be watching a joke. Maybe this crocodile's life was too smooth and he had forgotten his respect for life.
Intimidation will lead to no longevity, cruelty will destroy happiness.
It's such a shame, and the protagonist is still alive, and sooner or later he's going to hit the wall.
Coincidentally, Yi Bai was in a bad mood at this moment.
Seeing Ye Fan's incompetent and furious look, Crocodile Ancestor laughed loudly, smelled the pure and huge blood on his body, and even showed an intoxicated look on his face.
"What a delicious body! Even through this piece of cloth, I can feel the youthful atmosphere emanating from your body."