Cover the sky

"Is what I left a mark of the holy blood?" Ye Fan said to himself, he felt that it was necessary to find the emperor and cut him off, otherwise he always felt that something was wrong.

"Well, you finally came out, we have been waiting for you for more than half a month."

Hundreds of miles away from Yaochi, several ancient tribes blocked the way. The leader had gray hair, eyes were lead gray, and had antlers on his head. He was a Dao Slayer.

"Are you waiting for me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you." Several ancient tribes gathered around, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of their mouths, each showing their murderous intent.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, I was just looking to chat with you too."

"Are you the Ascension King of Zhongzhou, or one of the twin kings, or something else, such as Pluto?" the man with antlers asked leisurely.

They had received definite news that the kings of Zhongzhou should have arrived in the past half a month, so they believed that Ye Fan was one of them.

"None." Ye Fan shook his head.

"Things who don't know how to live or die, hurry up and report your name." One of them shouted.

The gray-haired man with antlers was the first to attack. A black mist covered the sky in a picture scroll, and he took Ye Fan in, saying: "It's better to be careful, take him in and then interrogate slowly."

This is a secret treasure bestowed by the emperor. They have an absolute confidence that this painting can trap all Dao slashers and obliterate the king-level masters of the murder clan.

The world in the painting is like a cage, and people inside and outside can see each other.

"The emperor has spent so much effort, how can he allow a piece of mouse droppings to spoil a pot of porridge, search his sea of ​​consciousness, and see what his identity is."

A group of people looked down at the picture scroll, sneered again and again, showing their murderous intentions.

"Something that doesn't know how to live or die, just appeared in Yaochi at this time. It's annoying. Let's cut his body open to see what kind of blood it is."

These people all looked grim, life and death were at their fingertips, and one of them took a magic whip and yanked it into the scroll.

"puff!"

A bloody light flashed, and the person collapsed on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and everyone was shocked.

Then, a big golden hand reached out, covering the sky and the earth, covering all of them, and grabbing them into the scroll.

"How...how is this possible?!" They were all terrified.

As far as they know, apart from the emperor, only a few people, Huang Xudao and Huo Qizi, can break through this picture scroll, but there are many Dao slayers in the Suppressing Killing Clan, and now such a thing happened.

"Tell me, what exactly does the Emperor's son want to do with that rat shit?" Ye Fan stood on a beautiful mountain peak in the picture scroll.

"You..." One of them just wanted to reprimand.

In the sky, a big foot landed, trampling him into a cloud of blood mist on the spot, leaving no bones left, floating in the air.

"I was just about to find him, and you just came to my door, tell me what he wants to do." Ye Fan said coldly.

Chapter 1039 Conquering the Emperor

In this picture scroll, the mountains and rivers are vivid, the ancient trees are in pieces, and the silver waterfall is boundless. It is a secret treasure sacrificed by the emperor to deal with the Taoists of the human race.

Ye Fan stood on a piece of bluestone and looked down at several people. There were traces of light flowing on his body. The people in front of him were sweating profusely, and their joints were all dislocated.

"thump!"

They couldn't bear this pressure, and the bones of their calf were almost broken, and they all knelt there, showing a look of horror.

Who is the person in front of me?Just relying on this kind of aura makes them almost desperate. This is an existence worthy of the ancient prince, and it belongs to the human race.

"Why have I never seen you?" said the gray-haired man with antlers. He was a Taoist and the only one who didn't kneel down, but his body was convulsing.

Ye Fan paced forward, the person on the first small step of the Dao of Slashing Realm was hardly a threat to him, he pushed forward a step, the gray-haired man immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, although he was unwilling, he fell down.

"As a prisoner, you must be conscious. I was asking you, but instead you are asking about me." Ye Fan sneered.

He didn't want to say anything nonsense, he spread out a palm, and the rays of the sun gushed out, drowning one of them and imprisoning his spiritual consciousness.

Several other people have changed their colors, and now they don't even have a bargaining chip to survive. Whatever the person in front of them wants to know, they can read it from their sea of ​​consciousness.

"I would like to tell everything!" One of them was frightened and shouted loudly, really afraid that life would be worse than death.

"Say, I'm listening." Ye Fan said calmly.

"How dare you? Betray the prince and wipe out the ten clans!" shouted the gray-haired Taoist.

"Snapped!"

Ye Fan slapped him away with a wave of his hand, and the blood spilled all over the ground. The man hit a distant mountain, leaving a trail of blood in the shape of a human.

The other people all changed their colors, and the rudimentary Dao Slayer was so vulnerable, like a chicken and a dog in front of this person, it made their backs cold.

Immediately, the remaining few people all crouched there, the scales on their bodies flaring, which is the expression of the ancient people's incomparable fear.

"Are you... an emperor?!" One of them asked tremblingly.

As an ancient race, they are most afraid of the ancient emperor of the human race. There was an ancient king who speculated that there would probably be emperors in this world, and they could keep pace with the ancient princes.

There was a sneer at the corner of Ye Fan's mouth, showing his true face, which made these people dumbfounded on the spot, and then couldn't help shouting.

"Human Sacrament!"

"You're back!"

Then, they were completely terrified, without reservation, and they all said it out, how could a person who can cross the sky be provoked?

In this world, death is not the most terrible thing. They are afraid that Ye Fan will not let them ask for death, and will torture their souls by all means.

"You mean, the emperor refined the blood for a year?" Ye Fan was surprised.

"Yes, I overheard the prince talking to himself unintentionally." One of them trembled.

In the shadow of a famous tree, Ye Fan killed Yuangu in those years. Killing the strongmen of the ancient clan was like cutting wheat. The blood flowed from the flat top of Tianduan Mountains to the foot of the mountain.

Now, when talking about the opponent of the ancient race, many people can't help but see his figure in their hearts, like a stone tablet pressing on their hearts.

"In the past year, the Emperor of Heaven has traveled to the Blood Phoenix Mountain, visited the Huolin Cave, and practiced for a period of time with the help of a few ancient imperial soldiers."

Another member of the ancient tribe said this, trembling all over, dared not hide anything under Ye Fan's pressure, and told all the doubts he knew.

Ye Fan thought deeply, this prince of heaven really has a lot of schemes, it is fake to use the ancient imperial soldiers to cultivate, most of them are refining the blood of the gods, is it possible to engrave some inheritance marks with the imperial soldiers?

"The prince once said that we should keep an eye on every monk who came in and out of Yaochi, and write down all the people with strong bloodlines during this period, so as not to spoil his big business."