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"No, it's a flame!"

His expression froze, and the divine eyes of Yuanyuantian saw its body clearly. It was a cluster of flames, but it turned into a strange tree more than half a meter high.

"Are those legends true?!" Ye Fan was taken aback.

There are many legends about the fire domain, and many records are almost absurd.

For example, there is an ancient book that records that in the deepest part of the fire domain, an immortal was burned to death.Another ancient book records that the barren pagoda once appeared here, and it has been ups and downs for thousands of years.

There are also records that there are ten kinds of flames in the nine-layer fire domain, but the tenth kind has no roots and no source, and it has only appeared a few times in ancient times.

"The tenth flame, it actually exists!"

Ye Fan showed an incredible expression, full of shock, he saw it with his own eyes.

The small tree is not tall, but it is very vigorous. It is like a dragon lying on the back, and the flames are beating. It seems to burn the heavens and burn forever!

"The tenth kind of flame burned immortals..."

Thinking of those legends, Ye Fan's scalp felt a little numb. Although this cluster of flames is small, if it rushes over, he may immediately become a pile of black soil.

At this moment, he saw an incredible scene, the small tree was burning, and the flames were runes one after another!

One after another, small worlds are collapsing and then reuniting. It is extremely strange. It can really burn down the heavens and burn down eternity, but it is finally restored!

Ye Fan stared at the flames made of runes for a long time, until the little tree sank into a dark ancient cave, he came back to his senses and left the place.

"The time is less than two days, what else can the holy body do?" Everyone in the outside world is guessing, how Ye Fan entered Ji's house seems impossible.

The ancient mirror of the void, an imperial weapon that can crush the heavens of all ages, except for the resurrection of the emperor, no one can resist it!

How does Ye Fan go to Ji's house to take Little Moon away, even with the help of Chilong, Dou Zhan Shengyuan and others, a ray of Emperor Wei can wipe him out.

"He is looking for his own death, and he can't blame others. When people in later generations mention the Eucharist, all they can remember is that it is a stepping stone for my son to walk on the road to God." Wang Chengkun looked out the window with his hands behind his back.

"Being born in the same era as Teng'er is his sorrow. He is destined to only become a green leaf. All kings will rise together. He will stain the emperor's road with blood at the feet of the first corpse Teng'er." Wang Teng's uncle nodded.

Tens of thousands of miles away, Ye Fan frowned and remained silent for a while. How to fight against the void mirror became his biggest problem, unless he borrowed an imperial weapon for him to use.

Now, he has received the Holy Flame from the ninth layer of fire, so he has no fear of the Holy Lord, but he still needs an imperial soldier to deter him, otherwise everything will be in vain.

"I can only take a risk and carry it on my back!" Ye Fan made a decision and strode towards the ancient and forbidden place.

This is a forbidden zone of life. Since ancient times, few people dared to enter. The peerless emperor would be wiped out if he walked in. No one could resist the power of "Desolation".

Outside the forbidden area, there are towering ancient trees, a primitive scene, you can hear needles falling inside, and it is deathly quiet, without a single sound.

Ye Fan took out all the jade bottles containing the divine spring, and bit a sacred fruit in the shape of eight trigrams in his mouth. The fragrance pierced his bones and soul. Now there are not many of them, but they can only be so extravagantly squandered. The breath of life envelops him.

In the end, he rushed in like a bolt of lightning, sinking into the deepest part of the Ancient Forbidden Land.

I don't know how long it took before there was a vibrato from the depths of the forbidden area, like the sound of the birth of the universe, which made people's hearts palpitate and their souls would leave their bodies.

Nine dragon corpses were lying on the ground, and in a huge bronze coffin, Ye Fan strenuously carried a small coffin on his back, sweating profusely, and walked out step by step.

"Ancient mirror of the void... I can stop it!"

In order to save Ji Ziyue, Ye Fan thought for a long time and risked his life to bear this mysterious copper coffin and fight against the extreme emperor soldiers.

Chapter 675

This small coffin is very heavy, like a small universe, it has a kind of world energy.Ye Fan has no meat and shell, and he can pull mountains and fill seas, but it is also very difficult, and his back is wet with sweat.

However, it was much stronger than last time, and he didn't want to be broken all over. He walked to the top of the mountain step by step, because the divine spring of life was almost exhausted and needed to be replenished urgently.

The nine holy mountains are majestic and majestic, just like in the past, silent, without a trace of movement, like an eternal abyss of death, and like the resting place of the gods!

Along the way, there are towering ancient trees, towering cliffs and rocks, and some white debris, which are made of dry bones, which describe the legends and helplessness of the past.

Every time Ye Fan fell, he fell into the earth and rocks, and he was below his knees. He climbed up the holy mountain with difficulty, biting a piece of holy fruit in his mouth, resisting the years and not getting old.

On the top of the mountain, there is a small pond that is clear and fragrant, soaking into the bones of people. Ye Fan drank the spring water, filled it with jade bottles, and went to other mountain peaks one after another to store up what he needed.

In the end, he came to the edge of the cliff with the small bronze coffin on his back, looked down into the endless abyss, and saw the five-color altar with the eyes of the God of Revolving Source.

The dilapidated altar, made of five-color stones, with knife marks and sword holes, tells the boundless time, the long years, and how many past events in the starry sky have been witnessed.

"one person!"

Ye Fan was taken aback. He saw a figure standing alone in the center of the five-color altar, motionless, as if petrified, like an ancient demon body in the long river of time.

His heart skipped a beat, who is that, why is he standing above the five-color altar, is he a wild slave?

The distance was too far, and there was darkness under the endless abyss. Even though he had divine eyes, he could only see an outline, which could not be discerned, which made people feel awe-inspiring.

Ye Fan went down the mountain step by step. He didn't dare to stay for a long time. God knows what exists on the five-color altar. If it jumps out, it may cause catastrophe.

"Chong!"

When the heavy bronze coffin fell into the giant coffin again, Ye Fan wiped off his sweat, gulped down more than a dozen mouthfuls of the divine spring, and slowly adjusted his breath.

The way out is very long, eighty or ninety miles long. Because of the heavy coffin on his back, it is difficult to run fast, and he does not know how much vitality will be consumed. There may be life and death, so he must adjust to the best condition.

After a long rest, Ye Fan stood up and looked at the bronze engravings on the giant outer coffin one after another. He was dazed and thoughtful. What do the ancient gods and the weeping ancient ancestors mean?

Taotie, Qiongqi, Wuwu, etc., are huge in size, hideous in appearance, lifelike, and daunting. They are all ancient beasts recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing", as if they are about to emerge through the wall.

"The ancient gods with tears, the distant ancient road in the starry sky..." Ye Fan pondered for a long time.

In the end, he came to a map of the starry sky, where the marks were blurred, covered by rust, and the endless stars were very tiny, as if a real world was fixed here.

"Whoa!"

With a flash of brilliance in Ye Fan's hand, he took out the celestial treasure obtained from the Chaos Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, which was condensed like the light of stars, shining with luster.

"The two are very similar. Could it be a map, an immortal ancient scroll that records the ancient road in the starry sky?" He was shocked, and thought of this possibility in an instant.

In the ancient times, the monkey's father, Lao Dou Zhan Shenghuang, often watched it late at night, and it must be of great importance. An ancient emperor treated him like this, and there must be an amazing secret.

With nine dragon corpses lying outside, Ye Fan naturally made up his mind again. In fact, he really wanted to carry the nine dragons and the giant coffin away, but he couldn't move them at all.

The dragon corpse is cold and heavy, and the scales are black and shiny, like nine tungsten iron mountains, which have existed for a long time, approaching them makes people feel suffocated.

Ye Fan slashed hard, sparks shot out, so strong that his physical body was in severe pain, and his finger bones were about to be shattered, and he couldn't chop any dragon, and he couldn't even tear off a dragon's beard.

"I just need a little dragon's blood, can I do without digging up your bones..." He really lost his temper, and felt that he couldn't pull out a scale even if he felt that he would be crippled.

An hour later, Ye Fan struggled, and finally walked out of the ancient forbidden land. He drank a lot of divine springs, ate a holy fruit, and refined part of the roots, stems and leaves of nine kinds of holy trees to resist the invasion of time.