Cover the sky

Chapter 1268

What year has it been in the past and the past, the starry sky always knows the cold and heat of the years, all the way forward, there is only conquest.The situation is different in different places.A gust of wind blows, and the withered and yellow leaves fall, making people feel the bleakness of autumn, which is a sad scene.

Stepping on the ancient road of stars and fighting all the way, how many heroes withered like dead leaves, fell in a pool of blood, and buried their bones in foreign lands.

In this ancient city full of autumn, the testers are silently resting their bodies, for the next battle, in order to survive.

Ye Fan walked resolutely, practiced the word "Zhe", and was surrounded by golden blood, and soon returned to the extreme state. The introverted light in his pupils turned into an abyss, deep and bright, which is a contradictory scene.

In the evening, the setting sun is like residual blood, and the outline of the sky seems to be thousands of corpses, which makes people feel inexplicably desolate.

Some monks walked in the slightly cold autumn wind. The trees on both sides of the street were already withered and yellow, and the leaves were flying around, giving them a sense of desolation and desolation.

When Ye Fan went out, his eyes were piercing, his heart was like iron, and every step he took was firm and powerful. His confidence was unshakable, and he walked on the mottled ancient road.

He knew very well that after the baptism of the bloody battlefield, some monks were very tired. Although they had passed through the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, they lost their will to win.

Sure enough, when he entered the most magnificent wine hall in the city, he heard some lonely words as soon as he went upstairs.

"I've made up my mind, I'll quit right now, I'll return to my hometown without looking back, and I'll never dream of enlightenment again."

The person who said this was an ascetic monk. In just a few months, he changed from a heroic figure to an incomparably vicissitudes. His eyes were no longer sharp, but a little dim, and his temples were stained with a few wisps of hoarfrost.

"Really... did you withdraw voluntarily?" Someone next to him asked, with the same bitterness, obviously feeling sorry for him.

"Let's go, it's meaningless to stay. Everyone from the same place as me is dead, and only me is left. There is no hope, even my younger brother is dead..."

Many people are silent, a kind of sourness wells up in their hearts, which is the unwillingness and sadness in their hearts. They used to be heroes in the field, but after embarking on this road, they no longer have the aura of the past.

Once upon a time, they each stood at the top of a domain, and they were young and successful.But the conceited people have tasted the fruit of failure here, and have become a stepping stone in the eyes of another group of strong people.

A decadent young man, when he was drunk, suddenly burst into tears. He lost control of his emotions and couldn't restrain himself. With unwilling tears on his face, he said: "The pride of the past, the invincible glory of an area, is nothing here. , was trampled on ruthlessly. The emperor's battle for supremacy, that is only a battlefield for a few people, it is too cruel for us, we are just pathetic passers-by and dead people."

As soon as this person's words came out, many people were silent, recalling the past years and years, and they were conceited, roaring the world, swallowing thousands of miles, but on this road, many people tasted bitterness.

"The person I like died in front of me. She was so sad, but I was powerless to save her. I could only hug her tremblingly from the pool of blood, and watched her eyes dim, her body cold, lost. The last ray of glory." Another person whispered, full of pain, and said: "There are only wounds and pains here, I don't want to remember it anymore, I will leave tonight."

A dozen people suddenly stood up in the wine hall, staggered downstairs, went to find the commander of the city, and wanted to embark on the return journey and never look back.

On this night, with unwillingness and pain, one after another figure, with a sense of depression, choose different starry sky coordinates, each alone on the road, their backs are very desolate.

When the autumn wind blows, a woman is singing in a low voice.

"We are the wounds in other people's stories, like the fallen leaves, drifting with the wind, unable to find our way. On the Great Emperor's Road, there are our footprints, but we are not in heaven. It's just that bleak red, telling the sorrow of blood. The horse rides on the starry sky, the stalwart body, the amazing battle, shoots down the moon, breaks the ancient myth, builds a glorious emperor road, and becomes a swan song. That is the glory of others. Hesitation, confusion, where are we, struggling, searching, The pile of bones on the Emperor's Road explains our desolation."

The singing is like weeping, swallowing faintly, and with the autumn wind and fallen leaves, it falls on the ancient city.

On this night, following the distant shadows one after another, there were less than a hundred people left in this group of testers.

A pile of bones on the Emperor's Road, which is the destination of most people, is a cruel reality, and it is useless to be lost or unwilling.

Just reached the second level, there is no hope, because some monks clearly realize that dozens of people in this group alone are better than themselves, and there is no talk of the future imperial struggle.

Among the remaining 90 people, some people believed in their own potential, and thought that it was just that their realm was not enough, they could grow slowly and eventually become myths.

There are also some people who are just for tempering, not for enlightenment, and will turn into a saint king in the future and return to their hometown.

People have different aspirations and aspirations.

Some people are lost, some people show their talents, their personalities are different, and their fates are different.On this night, some of the remaining cultivators flicked their swords and sang loudly. The clanging swords shook the world, and their blood and fighting spirit were high.

Ye Fan is very calm, he is used to seeing life and death, since he embarked on the road of cultivator and fought bloody battles, what is there for him to be confused?Only a heart as strong as iron.

As for the dragon horse, although it was painful, it was not in a bad mood, because it almost killed several holy beasts in an unholy state in the battle not long ago.

After Ye Fan came back, this guy was hypnotized, Moji himself was the strongest in the world, and he was going to fight like crazy in the future.

"Why do you wash your feet with the source of Tao?" Ye Fan was surprised, and was a little startled seeing this scene.

The dragon horse said fiercely: "Nonsense, you have done this, even if you have not used this source of Dao, if I merge, won't it be inferior to you, how will I become Dao in the future, and how will I ride you back. "

Ye Fan wanted to beat it up on the spot, and he didn't know why this guy's mentality was always so good.

In the early morning, wisps of sunlight shine down, shining golden and full of moisture, and the sky reflected is brilliant and full of exuberant vitality.

On this splendid morning, everyone felt a powerful force and became extremely confident.

The haze passed, and the remaining strong remained strong, and it was at this time that Ye Fan learned the news that he would enter an ancient dojo in the near future, where there was infinite power.

The natural avenue, the source of the dao, the way of infinite power... Now, people can't help but think about it, this is really a delicate way.

"Being in this city, the sun is shining, and I can already feel the vigorous power. What kind of place will the ancient dojo be?"

The sun was rising, and many people felt a commotion on the street with doubts, and then the crowd was noisy.

"what happened?"

Everyone was amazed. They came to the street and asked the passers-by, only to find that most of them were young people, and they rushed in a certain direction.

"What happened to cause such a commotion?"

"Don't you know, someone sacrificed the ancient platform of Shenguang and came back from the ancient frontier road, most likely they can hear some secrets on the battlefield."

"Those who set foot on the star road can't go back to the holy city behind, unless they give up the trial road and go back to their homeland directly."

"Didn't I say that she used the Ancient Divine Light Terrace, which is not included in this list and does not violate city regulations."

Many people are talking and going to the square in the city.

Ye Fan's heart moved, and he asked the aborigines what was going on, and what was Shenguang Ancient Terrace?

"This is a fetish that is comparable to a five-color altar. It can be carried with you, and it can travel between certain star fields without restrictions."

"How can I get it?" Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat, feeling that this kind of thing has too much practical value.

"Naturally, it is necessary to have outstanding performance on the ancient road and make great achievements, such as discovering the tomb of the ancient emperor and making achievements that are beneficial to the human race."

Ye Fan was stunned, knowing that this person on the return journey must have a great background, and he must be a terrifying and powerful man who is super dusty and stunning.

His conjecture was soon confirmed, a woman named Qing Shi came back, known as the Banished Fairy, extremely powerful and terrifying.In the past, she was the undisputed No.1 among her group of testers. After catching up with the strong ones, she was not weaker all the way.

A few years ago, when she was fighting in the sky, she broke through a trial field and entered a piece of mysterious chaotic fairyland. She made a great contribution and was given an ancient platform of divine light.

Any piece of Chaos Immortal Soil has fantastic value, and there are countless rare treasures inside. It is rumored that she got the most valuable treasure inside.

No one expected that she would embark on a return journey today, returning to the Holy City at the beginning of the human race. This is definitely a woman who can oppress and suffocate countless heroes.

"It is indeed Fairy Qingshi. She came to our city and passed by here more than [-] years ago."