Cover the sky

Otherwise, even if it is as strong as the holy shell, it will be crushed into blood mud. This place is simply not a place where human beings can set foot, and it can obliterate the ancient saints!

"boom!"

Surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness, chaos surged, like a thousand troops rushing forward, pressing Ye Fan with difficulty, almost unable to hold back.

What's even more frightening is that the formation pattern of the Great Emperor appeared, imprinted densely in the void, like a spider web, severing the way forward.

If there is no Heaven-Swallowing Demon Jar, the saint would have died dozens or hundreds of times when he came. This is the real Wuque Emperor Rune, the Beginless Killing Formation!

Apart from his own body, the ancient great emperor has the strongest weapons and array patterns, which are what future generations want most. Emperor soldiers and emperor patterns are juxtaposed, and if you understand a corner, you can run rampant in the world.

Now, with the appearance of the Dao Rune without beginning, any great sage of the human race would be hated if he came to him, without any suspense.

It has to be said that the ruthless emperor looked at the past, the present and the future, and the magic pot rang automatically without the three people urging it, resisting the formation that could kill the ancient gods.

"No, if this continues, we will still die!" said the old blind man.

The Heaven Swallowing Demon Pot frightens the past and the present, and it is impossible to be destroyed in the beginningless Dao pattern, but when the two compete, it is not something they can bear.

Even if the magic jar protects them, no one can stop the fluctuations in the indirect contest between the two ancient emperors across time and space!

Ye Fan put all six pieces of imperial jade on his head, but he couldn't make the Wushi Formation calm down. Now every step up, the power will be doubled.

"There are still 81 steps, and we can go up to the third step at most. This... is not something human can compete with. How powerful is the ancient emperor?!"

They were almost desperate, the perfect pattern had just opened a corner, and it would not work to open the way with the Heaven Swallowing Demon Jar, if they persisted, they would be suppressed and killed alive.

"The old blind man kowtows to the Great Emperor Wushi. Now the catastrophe of the human race is approaching. Please wake up and save the human race in the world. Put an end to the chaos and frighten all races." The old blind man bowed down earnestly.

Ye Fan held the snow-white and crystal-clear skull in his palm, and then took out the crescent-shaped jade pendant, and said, "Please see the Great Emperor Wushi."

"Rumble..."

A surprising thing happened, the falling chaotic waterfall receded, and the dense Dao pattern became blurred.

"It's... because of that crescent-shaped jade pendant!" Duan De said in surprise.

Finally, they climbed up step by step and came to the platform. Right in the center of the platform, there was a majestic and majestic figure sitting cross-legged, with his back to them, with thick black hair hanging down like a waterfall.

From being an enemy in the world to being silent in the world!The sorrow of the ancient emperor is the loneliness of eternity, and the loneliness of a single life.

The female saint's skull in Ye Fan's hand was crystal clear and white, and a strange power flowed out. At this moment, the moon pendant sank and landed on the skull, and a slight but emotional fluctuation came out.

"I... just want to follow your footsteps, even if I can only look up from behind for the rest of my life."

The faint spiritual imprint is trembling, and the female saint has passed away for countless tens of thousands of years, but this trace of imprint is still unwilling to dissipate. This is her wish that she will stick to until she dies.

Chapter 796 Feathering Fei Xian

A faint spiritual imprint of the female saint came out, which made Ye Fan's heart tremble. What kind of feeling is this?

It is embarrassing to pursue with the sincerity of a female saint, but only to find the footprints, follow behind, and look up for a lifetime.

To be able to become a female saint, she must be a generation of proud goddesses, shrouded in a divine ring, attracting the attention of everyone, and looking down on the world.

However, she abandoned everything and went on the road alone, facing the cold and dark universe, and kept pursuing.

The long years, the lonely road of a person, the pink and pink skeleton, sitting in a corner of the lonely universe.

In such a lonely life, no one knows her last mood.

There is no result, no hope, but in the end it is such an ending.

On the majestic Taoist platform, the chaotic air was misty, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the ground was motionless, as if it hadn't moved a single bit in the ages.

Ye Fan felt that the crescent moon pendant could calm down the Wushishazhen, which was enough to explain everything in itself.

In the eyes of the world, Wushi is a divine majesty, omnipotent, intimidating all races, suppressing the seven forbidden areas of life, annihilating gods from outside the region, sweeping across the world, invincible in heaven and earth, and feared by all ancient and modern times.

However, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to turn back the time and change the fate of the female saint.

There must be an unknown past between them, otherwise the crescent moon pendant would not be able to make the Wushi Formation peaceful. You must know that even the Black Emperor can't set foot here, and he doesn't know the life and death of Wushi.

"It's a pity and a pity. Although the ancient emperor is invincible in the sky and the earth, he is also the saddest person."

Everyone has their own story. The ancient emperor was so powerful that he suppressed the heavens of all ages and swept away the gods outside the territory, but he also had such regrets.

"Greetings to the Great Emperor Wushi!" The old blind man kowtowed devoutly.

Duan De and Ye Fan were no exception, they bowed earnestly and worshiped Wu Shi sincerely.Walking on the road of the great emperor, not fearing the sky, not respecting the earth, not believing in others, but not disrespecting the former sages.

Wushi has made great contributions to the human race, and it is worthy of their worship. This is the awe and respect they should have.

"Great Emperor..." When the old blind man raised his head again, there was nothing in front of him.

"How could this happen?" They were terrified, the tall and mighty figure disappeared, not on the platform, as if it had never appeared before.

"Is he the one we saw just now?" They were a little skeptical.

"Maybe it's a shadow from the past."

After careful consideration, they thought that this should be the case, otherwise how powerful the ancient emperor was, a sliver of imperial power could overwhelm the world.

If the real body is here, they can't get close at all, and most of them will collapse immediately, and the flesh and blood and soul will no longer exist.

Who has ever seen the real emperor corpse?No one in the world can come close.

In the past, the skin of the immortal emperor had to be resisted by the emperor's soldiers, otherwise he would not be able to get close, let alone the real body of the emperor.

The whole world is silent, this is the desolate second half of the emperor's life.

No one is alive, no corpse is dead, where is the beginningless, where has it gone?

At this time, the three of them were full of doubts and thoughts, what happened in the end, the platform was empty and there was nothing.

There was silence on the platform, chaotic and misty, and they walked forward step by step with complicated emotions, carefully observing every inch of the area.

The ancient Daotai, engraved with the mottled years, recorded the loneliness of the ancient emperor's life, sitting cross-legged alone, with his back to all living beings, what is he looking at?

In the center of the Taoist platform, the majestic and majestic figure sitting cross-legged disappeared, but the back with thick black hair like a waterfall could hardly disappear from their hearts.

"There's something on the ground!"

Sitting cross-legged, there was a piece of broken feather coat scattered there, and I don't know how many tens of thousands of years have passed, and it has been there forever.

"Fathering Taoist clothes!"

"Isn't the Great Emperor Wushi the Dao of Transformation?"