Cover the sky

"Leaves come!" This is Pangbo's cry.

"Catch a big one, it's against the sky, come here!" Long Ma yelled, seeming very excited and excited.

Ye Fan's heart trembled, he stepped on the Xingzi Jue, and rushed over quickly, and beside the field not far away, Pangbo, Longma, Golden Lion, etc. appeared.

"We caught a god who is about to sit down!" Ryoma shouted, for fear that others would not know.

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Ye Fan scolded.

"Really, it is indeed a rare god in ancient times!" Pangbo was also very excited, with an astonishing brilliance in his eyes.

The golden lion, the scorpion and others worked together to lift a sarcophagus. Inside lay a glowing old man with white hair and a divine and holy aura.

"Really... a god?!" Ye Fan looked at them in surprise and asked.

"It's absolutely true!" Longma, Black Bear Saint, Scorpio, etc. all responded with certainty.

Ye Fan was a little dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to say: "God... how did you... catch it?"

"It was dug out from an ancient cave, and I never expected to capture a living god!" Long Ma's face was excited, and he asked him to use the Zhezi formula to restore the original energy of the god and avoid sudden death.

Chapter 1396 Protoss

God, a word that sounds awe-inspiring, has existed since ancient times, and the legends about them can be described as endless and extremely powerful!

Let mortals respect and respect, let monks fear and fear, it represents strength and omnipotence, the legends of the gods are endless, there are everywhere, and the glory is eternal.

However, there are many controversies about them in the world, and even some ancient star fields do not recognize their existence, thinking that this is beyond common sense and does not conform to the real situation.

Whether or not gods exist is difficult for mortals to touch, and has always been a topic of discussion among monks, so there have been various tit-for-tat controversies.

For a long period of time, in some ancient lands, gods were a taboo topic. Those who offend them will die, and those who respect them will prosper, making it more and more unpredictable.

Now, Longma, Black Bear Saint, Scorpio, Golden Lion, etc. brought back a sarcophagus, saying that they had captured an ancient god, so Ye Fan couldn't be surprised, he always felt that it was not so real.

"He claims to be a god, and we also worked together to forcibly open his sea of ​​consciousness, and captured a ray of divine thoughts, proving that what he said is true." Long Ma said with certainty, with a look of confidence.

In order to gain a chance, they made a lot of hard work on this declining ancient star. The twelve saints joined forces to merge the sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, swept away many famous mountains and great rivers, and carried out spying.

Along the way, they saw many relics, and finally found an ancient cave. They forcibly opened the stone gate of the town cave, broke in, and saw the coffin.

This is a sarcophagus, chiseled out of rare evergreen stone. It looks simple and spiritual. It is a treasure coffin for burying corpses and bones, which has been rare since ancient times.

God, gray-haired, with shriveled skin attached to the bones, all the essence and blood in his body have been drained, and he looks like he is dying, and he won't live for a long time.

The white hair is falling off, the skin is bony, the wrinkled old skin is dry, the eyes are cloudy, dull, and the lips are moving, as if they want to say something, but it is difficult to spit out the words.

The only thing that makes him look divine and holy is that even though his body is old and out of shape, it is still exuding divine brilliance, like a round of divine moon covering him, and the halo behind his head is like a sea of ​​stars.

Ye Fan's whole body was glowing, and his characters were running in secret. Wisps of golden blood flowed from his body, enveloping him. He looked even brighter than this god. His body was crystal clear and powerful.

When the two came into contact, the god's body shook violently, wisps of sunlight entered his body, nourishing his essence, his dim eyes gradually became radiant, and his whole person became energetic.

It has to be said that "Zhe" Zimi is unparalleled in the world, it is a magical healing technique, and it even has a magical effect on prolonging the source of life, so it has become the ultimate in this field.

God, life is dry, and there is a slight sign of improvement after receiving Zhezimi's treatment. Obviously, he can hold on for a while longer, and won't suddenly let go.

"Are you really a god?" Ye Fan asked.He has stopped, the source of this person has been exhausted, unless he continues his life with the elixir, otherwise there is no hope of life at all.

"I... am a god." He opened his mouth with difficulty, but it was still difficult to gather his energy and spirit, and one foot had already stepped into the shadow of death.

Ask who in the world can not die?It is almost difficult to cite one example. Since ancient times, the arrogance of heaven has been turned into dust. If there are gods, they should stay in the world forever and never die.

However, no one can really prove that the gods are still alive, thinking that they all died in the years and are not real immortals.

"If you were a god, would you still die?" Ye Fan said calmly. He did not believe in the existence of real gods. Since ancient times, there have been many legends about gods, but there is no evidence.

"I was... devoured by one person, otherwise it wouldn't be like this." He was very weak, gasping for breath, and said such a sentence.

Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Long Ma, and Hei Xiong Shengren were all shocked. There was a person who killed God here and took away his origin?This is really extraordinary news!

"Gods may not necessarily be above everything. In ancient times, there were rumors that great emperors suppressed them." The golden lion said, because it is indeed true.

Ye Fan nodded, thinking of several Supreme Beings.

Endless years ago, Emperor Zun swept the nine heavens and ten earths, swallowed the universe, and subdued the gods. He once ruled the heavens and ten thousand domains, and the gods of the world respected each other and came to worship.

It was an extremely glorious era. Emperor Zun established the rules of heaven and established laws, and all the gods must obey them, and no one dared to disobey them. It was a true mythological era.

Since then, the Immortal Emperor has risen, and he also has supreme power. He once ruled the world, and the gods came to see him, and all races worshiped together. The majesty is unparalleled and rare in ancient and modern times.

However, those are all legends after all, they have long since passed away, and there are many disputes in the world, who believe that they are not gods in the true sense.

"Who is it, is it really done by a human race?" Ryoma asked eagerly.

If you are a god, being swallowed by a human race can be called a world-shattering anecdote. If you think about it carefully, you will feel a chill and a chill in your body.

"You can't even beat humans, so you have the nerve to call yourself a god?!" Ryoma squeezed forward, staring round with a pair of big copper bell eyes, it really wanted to know what kind of person it was.

"It should be another kind of god..." Ye Fan said to himself, and now the meaning of god has changed, and he thinks that this person is definitely not the kind of god in ancient legends.

The existence in the sarcophagus has white hair, like a dead body, but it is shrouded in a series of divine rings. Even if it is old and ugly, it still has a divine radiance. He said a name, which immediately made Ye Fan, Pang Bo Wait for the shock.

Fluctuate!

That human race turned out to be Yaoguang, a familiar name, but he hadn't seen it for decades. It was he who devoured the life essence of this god and took its divine origin as his own.

After so many years, this person still adheres to the usual code of conduct, and keeps a low profile on the ancient starry sky road. Only Nan Yao accidentally caught a glimpse of his whereabouts, and no one else knew about it.

Pangbo has been paying attention, but there has been no news of him, and he has been on strict precautions. Unexpectedly, he ran into the strange trace of fluctlight here.

"It's him?!" Ye Fan frowned slightly.

"This person is very difficult to deal with. He will definitely be a great enemy in the future. He has undoubtedly received the inheritance of a ruthless man!" Pangbo also frowned, thinking of all the past.

During the battle at Zhongzhou's Ancestral Temple, Yaoguang directly used the black golden cauldron with dragon patterns to kill them. If the crisis had not been foreseen and the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot was used to deal with it, it would have been dangerous.

Ye Fan had never underestimated Fluctlight, but he didn't think he could devour gods, which was unrealistic. He stared at the old man in the sarcophagus, convinced that he was not a real god.

"You are not a god!" Pang Bo stared, stretched out his big palm-like hand, and stabbed him, almost knocking him out of the sarcophagus.

"This god...not that god" said the existence in the sarcophagus weakly. He was worried that Pangbo's carrot-thick fingers would poke several transparent holes in his body, and the force of his fingers was terrifying.

"I am a member of the Protoss!" His eyes were dim, but when he talked about his race, there was an astonishing brilliance, which was pride and conceit.

The real gods are immortal, taboo beings in legends.

But the gods were always invisible, and people were shaken in their hearts. Later, the meaning of this appellation gradually changed, and it was often called some heaven-defying existence.