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However, most of the demon races who do not choose to evolve into humans are naturally powerful and extremely arrogant races, and they are unwilling to integrate into the human-dominated world.

Many people know that there are such existences living outside the ancient forbidden land, they are not close to human nature, once provoked, they will turn into mountains of corpses and seas of blood at every turn.

Ye Fan went in and saw a few casual cultivators, and he let out a sigh of relief after getting to know them in detail.

The Ancient China Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect did not intend to enter, but now they are just exploring the way and making detailed plans and arrangements.

Ahead, the roar shook the sky, the mountains trembled, the leaves in the ancient forest were flying, the earth was shaking, and it took a long time before it stopped.

"It's too scary. A strange beast has even fought with the uncle of the Guhua Dynasty!"

The astonishing news came and shocked the casual cultivators who came here. They couldn't change their colors, and they were evenly matched with the saint-level figures. What kind of terrifying beast is this?

Ye Fan and a dozen or so casual practitioners walked forward and came to the place where the great battle had just happened. It was deadly quiet, with no vegetation, no birds and insects, and there was a huge lake in front of a pile of chaotic stone forests.

It is as silent as a block of iron, without any waves, and what is most surprising is its color, which is pitch black, like ink, and is horribly black.

This is a barren land, not even a single weed grows nearby, and the big black lake is lifeless, without any signs of life, a veritable bad water.

Several casual cultivators saw the big battle just now, and all of them turned pale. One of them tremblingly said, "It's the legendary Wujin Chan!"

Wujin Chan is an ancient strange beast. With the passage of time, it is rare to see one in the world. For tens of thousands of years, one will occasionally be seen in the wilderness.

Not long after, Ye Fan and some people approached the edge of the barren ancient forbidden land. People from the Guhua Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect stood on two mountain peaks, looking forward.

In addition, there are more than a hundred casual cultivators watching here.There are still several miles away from the real forbidden area, but no one dares to go one step further. Facing this forbidden area is full of awe, it can easily deprive a person of years of his life.

Ye Fan obviously sensed the abnormality. The ancient forbidden land is more terrifying than before. He has been in it before, and he is very sensitive to the aura of "Desolation", which has become stronger many times.

This is not a good sign, he couldn't help frowning, and lowered his head to think.

"The ancient Hua dynasty brought a divine garment, which was left behind by the ancient sages after their enthronement.

"The divine clothes of ancient sages...there is such a peerless fetish, maybe it can really be successful."

Someone whispered.

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. This is extremely bad news. He has seen with his own eyes how terrifying the divine clothes of the ancient sages are, and even the pure land of the peerless god king can be easily broken!

"The Yin-Yang Sect is also fully prepared. It is rumored that they traveled far to the Northern Territory and asked people from the ancient family of Origin Technique to refine some mysterious stone clothes. It is said that they can weaken the curse."

"These two big forces have worked hard, and they are determined to win!"

When Ye Fan heard the news, he couldn't calm down at last. Like him, someone had prepared stone clothes, and even the ancient sage's god clothes. The situation was not optimistic.

He really wanted to go directly to the forbidden area, but found that the Guhua Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect each built a high platform on a mountain peak, and they wanted to stay here permanently, overlooking the nine holy mountains.

"It's broken!" Ye Fan rubbed his chin and thought about it carefully. All this is really not good for him.

In the end, the Guhua Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect had the most powerful people left, and everyone else retreated. It is impossible to stay in this place for a long time. If a strange beast rushes out, everyone may be wiped out.

Seeing this, many casual cultivators quickly retreated. They didn't have the courage to face such a terrifying existence as Wu Jinchan. Once it appeared, no one could survive.

Ye Fan also had to retreat, otherwise Ken would be seen as abnormal by the remaining top figures.

In the next half month, the Guhua Dynasty and the Yin-Yang Sect did not take any action, they were still observing, and they were very calm.

It is really a kind of pressure for Ye Fan. He only has half a year of life at most, and it is even likely to be less than a hundred days. He can't afford it.

During this period, Ye Huiling arrived, but Ye Fan hadn't met her yet, so he needed to take a look.

Afterwards, Wang Chongxiao also arrived, defeating the young masters of the Southern Region in a row, invincible, and then fought a big disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect, which caused a great disturbance.

Ye Fan's heart gradually calmed down, and now he can only wait and see what happens, he has made many considerations.

The psychic medicine of immortality can choose its own place to live. In the ancient times, there were not many plants. In order not to be picked by the world, it was rumored that they all flew into the forbidden area of ​​​​the seven major beings.

There are nine kinds of holy fruits on the nine holy mountains. It is said that the main root of one plant was actually divided into nine.

These are what Ye Fan has learned recently, and he has learned many secrets that he did not know before.

While waiting, Ye Fan saw an old friend in a tavern in Yandu who surprised him. It turned out to be Zhang Wenchang, an old classmate who was dull by nature.

Zhang Wenchang's temples are gray, old, without a trace of vitality. He has not recovered since he walked out of the barren and forbidden place. He opened this tavern.

Ye Fan thought of the scene when he was drunk with him in Yuding Cave. The dull Zhang Wenchang cried after getting drunk and wanted to go back to his hometown. When he left, his wife was pregnant and the child was about to be born. No, he hated that he wasn't around.

A few years have passed, he is getting older, and his whole body is full of gloom. Obviously life is very unsatisfactory, so he left Yuding Cave and came here to open a tavern.

"Damn old man, that friend of yours really hasn't come back?" A young man in the tavern was very arrogant and glanced at Zhang Wenchang contemptuously.

"No..." Zhang Wenchang's eyes did not have any brilliance, they were very dim.

Another young man spoke up and said, "Aunt Ji Hui expected him to come back, and he will definitely come to see you. If you know about this old trash, tell us immediately!"

When Ye Fan heard these words, his face suddenly darkened, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Chapter 428

Time passed by, Zhang Wenchang was depressed, without any youthful vigor, in fact he looked old, no one would think that he was a young man.

"Boss, come with a pot of wine and four small dishes." Ye Fan walked into the simple tavern.

Zhang Wenchang responded blankly, like a heartless scarecrow, who mechanically reported to the wine jar, and silently brought the four butterflies side dishes, without saying a word.

"This good-for-nothing old man is like a dead man. He couldn't hold back a word for a long time. Did you hear what I said to you just now?" The young man said disgustedly.

"I heard it." Zhang Wenchang's eyes dimmed, and he slowly cleaned up the dishes and wiped the table.

He came to this world inexplicably, he had no cultivation talent, and was bullied by his fellow disciples. He spent the past few years in depression and decadence, bearing all this silently.

"What are you shouting about?!" Ye Fan slapped the table and gave the young man a sideways glance.

"It's none of your business, we're talking to this old bastard." Another young man looked over.

"Get lost, don't disturb me for a drink." Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously.

"Who are you, dare to be so arrogant?" Those young people all stood up and pushed forward together, all sneering.

"Guest officer, hurry up and leave." Zhang Wenchang said to Ye Fan dully.

"Go away, you old man!" One of the young men stepped forward and pushed him back, almost falling to the ground.

Zhang Wenchang's temples were as white as frost, he supported the table, stabilized his figure, and stood silently by the side, not saying anything more, depressed and dejected.

Several young people came to the front together, all staring at Ye Fan, with indifferent smiles on their faces, someone pointed at his face and said, "Do you think you are the son of Yaoguang, or King Xiaopeng with golden wings?"

"Snapped!"