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Ye Fan was disappointed, there was also a woman watching and trying to catch up with his footsteps, although he didn't know it at that time.In the end, there was only a period of mourning, and a lonely grave was left behind. The fallen flowers and withered flowers sprinkled all over the grave. The woman's name was Qin Yao.

It has been many years, and one day if I go back to Beidou, I should go to the lonely tomb in King Qingjiao's small world to take a look, it may have been covered with grass in the past few decades.

"The dead are gone, grasp the present." Ye Fan overflowed with strands of golden glow, the whole body was dazzling, the blood was strong, and the earth was rumbling and thunderous.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the pool of bright red blood shone dazzlingly, and all the great saints trembled and fell to their knees, unable to resist this imperial aura!

In the bloody light, there seemed to be a white-clothed figure emerging, looking at everyone indifferently, it was the demon emperor's indestructible obsession, and it was precisely because of his existence that this place was full of atmosphere.

There is a ray of obsession in the blood, guarding the withered flowers.At this time, he seemed to have revived, wrapped around the withered bouquet, turned into the brightest celestial light, and rushed to the depths of the universe.

"Boom!" With a boom, the sky collapsed, the universe shattered, and the obsessive emperor's blood wrapped the bunch of withered flowers, sank into the dark depths of the universe, and disappeared forever.

The place fell into a brief lull before real chaos began.

The mausoleum is disintegrating, and the heroes are fighting for it. Dozens of ancient medicine kings have fallen into the abyss, each of which is priceless, and the great sage can bow down for it.

Pang Bo pulled Ye Fan, and they also sank into the abyss together to compete. This kind of heaven-defying thing can life and death human flesh and bones, and increase lifespan by hundreds of years.

"boom!"

The stone man showed his power and confronted the bull demon king, his palms were so powerful that he smashed the world to pieces on the spot, and all the saints flew out, unable to move forward.

"How can you jump around like a stone man, can you take the medicine king?" The Bull Demon King was furious, and sacrificed a shiny diamond, smashing the world and fighting against the stone man.

The holy spirit can naturally absorb the immortal essence of the medicine king, and the leader of the bull demon clan is purely ridiculing. The two are in the same situation, fighting fiercely.

At this time, the other great sages also took action, and all the armies they brought also took action, forming a battle formation to capture the fallen ancient medicine king.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, turned into a flash of lightning, and Xingzi Mi broke through all obstacles. Now, in terms of speed, there are few people in the world who can match him.

"Hey!"

The fragrance of the medicine was tangy, and the brilliance shone brightly. Ye Fan used the military secret to seize two ancient medicines, and then resolutely retreated and broke out.

There is only one chance. After all, there are eleven or twelve great sages here, and the Yin God is watching secretly, so no one can stop them, otherwise there will be big troubles.

As soon as Ye Fan retreated, he felt a cold wind on the spot. Qi Tian, ​​the protector of the human race, flashed past. He didn't know whether he was going to pounce on him or the ancient medicine in front of him. The routes coincided.

"Be careful with this old guy, and deal with him when he gets close to the Great Sage!" Pang Bo said, he also snatched an ancient medicine with the Demon Emperor's Nine Slashes, and the two joined together and resolutely exited the tomb.

They stood in the starry sky and looked down at everything there. All the saints fought fiercely, and the demon emperor's tomb was cracked, completely disintegrated, and turned into ruins.

At the same time, in this ancient region called Xingxu, more than a dozen continents disintegrated one after another and turned into cosmic dust. Those were all empty graves, and now they collapsed together with the main acupoint.

Looming indistinctly, you can see more than a dozen dragon-shaped spirits soaring up to the sky, sinking into the real ancient tomb, like the Nirvana of Nine Dragons, merging into a single bead, blooming with endless auspicious colors.

This is a powerful vitality, unparalleled, like the resurrection of the ancient emperor, and then turned into a stream of light, followed the footsteps of the demon emperor's obsession, sank into the depths of the universe, and disappeared in the same direction.

"The ancient emperor..." Ye Fan said to himself.

This star field was in great turmoil, and the various armies led by the great sages fought for the king of medicine. Dozens of plants were like a fairy tale. It was unimaginable that many great sages who were about to die could survive.

It's a pity that many medicine kings were damaged when the dragon's lair collapsed, turning into essence and dissipating in the void.In the end, only a dozen or so plants of Medicine King survived and were taken away by the saints.

"It's time to leave." Ye Fan said to Pang Bo.It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, there are a few Yin gods in the dark, and they will counterattack at any time.

Taoist Qinghuang has no lifespan, Ye Fan already knew it, but there was nothing he could do about it, as early as when he was in Human Race City, he had offered medicine and so on.In the end, he was told that the reason why the old man lived to be more than 8000 years old was precisely because he had absorbed a similar essence of immortality, and now everything is useless.

"Aww..." There was a long howl, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, followed by lightning and thunder, and the dragon horse rushed out while crossing the catastrophe.

This time, Longma gained the most, absorbed the essence of the ancient ancestor of Longma, strengthened his body, and obtained unimaginable Dao fruit.Transcending the tribulation in front of him is still second, the most important thing is that its origin has grown a lot.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo stopped to protect the dragon horse in the dark, and at the same time sent a voice transmission, telling it to rush to the depths of the universe and stay away from the chaotic battlefield.

In the end, everything was over, and the two of them stepped into the sky and left this place, and entered the center of this star field - Ruins City.

Without stopping, Ye Fan summoned the Twelve Saints and immediately set out on the road, leaving this land of right and wrong, and embarked on the ancient road of starry sky.

Walking together in a team, they are not ordinary gorgeous and powerful. Ye Fan and Pang Bo are the young supreme on the ancient road of the human race, and none of the dragon horse, golden lion, scorpion, and nine-tailed crocodile dragon are fuel-efficient lamps.

At this point, they stopped taking the ancient road of Zhuxiong, and began to march into the ancient golden road, that is, those ancient road sections that were too dangerous and now abandoned, for sharpening.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it has been six years. They disappeared from the ancient road of the human race, only occasionally being found by local guides.

This is an ancient star of life. It is a secret place on the ancient golden road. The aura of the whole ancient star is thin. When Ye Fan and his party landed, they felt a little uncomfortable.

They have been to many ancient lands of life, but real life stars are rare. This one is in harsh conditions. Although the grass is fairly luxuriant, it is hardly suitable for cultivation.

This place is severely suppressed by the Dao, far more than Beidou, and the aura is so pitifully thin that it cannot support monks to comprehend the Dao here. It is an ancient land that has declined.

In fact, this is exactly the case. Ye Fan walked in this ancient land of life and met many aborigines, but he never saw a monk.

Instead, I saw some moments in front of some ancient stone cliffs, explaining the practice methods, all of which are inscriptions on the cliffs tens of thousands of years ago.Without these things, it is really doubtful that no monks have ever appeared on this ancient planet.

"Search carefully, maybe you can find some lost ancient methods!" The dragon and horse regained their spirits and summoned the golden lions and scorpios to search the entire star.

They split up and searched the planet.Pang Bo went straight into the sky, submerged into the Qingming, and then he crossed to the top of the sea.

The dragon horse, the golden lion, and the nine crocodile dragons rushed into the famous mountains and rivers, looking for secluded victories, exploring ancient caves, and wanting to obtain ancient inheritance.

The ancient star is not big, it is a smaller planet. Ye Fan feels the Dao here silently, unlike the stars that have been out of the Great Emperor, without that kind of dao mark.

Of course, no one can truly determine that the ancient emperors are too mysterious, each one is unfathomable, and who knows where their real hometown is.

Ye Fan walked outside the ridges and watched the lives of the aborigines. They were simple and unadorned, working at sunrise and resting at sunset, very peaceful and quiet.

He stopped at one place, admiring the peace. A shepherd boy grazing cattle in the grass was playing the flute, a few women by the river were washing their clothes, and a few old farmers in the field were waving their hoes.

At the head of the village, an old man was chopping firewood. He didn't use much force, and the hatchet was not very sharp, but he dissected a thick tree trunk into neat firewood.

Ye Fan didn't pay attention at first, but soon sensed a rhythm. The old man swung the hatchet, neither fast nor slow, and it never changed from the beginning to the end. There was a rhythm.

Ye Fan paid attention, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. This clearly has a kind of Tao rhyme, it can be said that a hatchet has drawn the trajectory of Tao!

Behind the old man was a hill-like pile of firewood, all of which he chopped out. How could it be possible in his old age and depleted blood?

Ye Fan watched carefully. The old man's blood was really low, but he swung the knife neither fast nor slow, with a terrifying rhythm. If he paid attention to it for a long time, his heart would resonate and beat in unison.

He was stunned, this is an ancient star that can't practice Taoism at all, the ancient inheritance and method have long since declined, why is this old man like this?

"Old man, what kind of 'Tao' is this?" Ye Fan stepped forward and asked seriously.

"What way, young man, are you asking me for directions? There used to be no roads here. When there are many people walking, it becomes a road. You just need to go forward." The old man said unhurriedly, waving the firewood The knife, the firewood fell one by one, very neatly, and the rhythm remained the same.

Ye Fan's eyes were strange, and he quietly watched him swing the hatchet without disturbing him, but at this moment, there was a loud noise from a distance.