Projection of heavens

"Death to the grave robbers!"

A divine light penetrated the sky and came in force.

"Oops, the people from Shaking Light Holy Land are chasing me!"

Duan De turned around and ran faster than a rabbit, running hundreds of miles away.

While running, he shouted: "Little Ye Zi, hold on!"

Ye Fan was so angry that he chased Duan De and ran away: "You damn fat man!!"

His figure was like the wind, with divine light blooming under his feet. He suddenly showed great speed, surpassed Duan De in an instant, and disappeared into the vast mountains and rivers.

"I@#$%......"

Duan De was dumbfounded, how could this kid run so fast?

He paused, and a bolt of thunder fell from the sky. He screamed, "Wu Liang, that Tianzun, you black-hearted boy, you actually left the Taoist master and ran away!"

He grimaced in pain, green smoke rising from his rosy skin.

Huhu~~~

The faces of the Yaoguang monks who were chasing after him were as black as the bottom of a pot. They surrounded Duan De in the middle. All kinds of treasure soldiers spread out and attacked Duan De head-on. "You dare to dig up the tomb of my ancestor Yaoguang, you?" The damn fat man is looking for death!"

"Ouch! It hurts Master Dao to death!"

Duan De ran around in embarrassment, holding on to the sky full of treasure soldiers, and rushed out of the siege of the Shaking Light Holy Land like a wild boar: "Your uncle's Shaking Light Holy Land, the Taoist is just an accomplice, an accomplice! The mastermind is that black-hearted boy !”

"Whoever it is will die!"

A young monk in the Shaking Light Holy Land gritted his teeth, and a long sword flew out of the air, stabbing Duan De straight away.

The other Fluctlight cultivators also had dark faces.

No one can bear the thought of having their ancestral graves dug up.

Immediately, most of the people chased Duan De, and a few young monks followed Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stepped on the divine light and ran very fast. Even though the cultivators following him were higher than him, they could only watch this hateful little thief disappear into the vast Northern Territory with hatred.

...........

"Hey, you damn fat man, you still want to trick me!"

Ye Fan muttered proudly.

After cheating Duan De, he felt extremely happy.

After he ran from the Southern Territory to the Northern Territory, he immediately drew all the source power. The European Emperor's energy exploded, and he finally drew the Xingzi Secret.

Although these Fluking Light monks were higher in cultivation than him, few of them could catch up with him.

"It seems to be more low-key..."

Ye Fan sighed.

The circumstances in his life were truly bizarre. In just a few years, he had offended the Jiang family, Ji family, Yaoguang Holy Land and other giants. He was shouted at and killed wherever he went.

It only made him wonder if he had some aura of ridicule.

"It's a pity that I still haven't found the cultivation method of the Dao Palace realm...but the Yaochi is in the Northern Territory, so I'd better try my luck."

Ye Fan said to himself.

At this time, the sky had darkened, and the desolate northern region seemed to have turned into a ghost.

"This northern region is too desolate..."

Ye Fan walked thousands of miles and it was completely dark before he came to a big city: "Source City?"

This big city stands on the side of a purple mountain. It occupies a huge area. The city wall stretches for hundreds of miles. It can be regarded as a big city in the Northern Territory.

When Ye Fan arrived, the big city was about to close, so he stuffed a small piece of source into it before he could enter.

He walked into a restaurant, went up to the top floor, found a seat by the window, and ordered a table of spiritual wine and spiritual animal meat.

Restaurants have always been the most well-informed place, and Ye Fan came here to hear if there was any news.

After all, he had only been in Beidou for a few years. Although his cultivation level was inferior, he didn't know much.

"Since the death of the previous Yuan Tianshi, the Zhang family has not produced talents for a thousand years. Why do they occupy such a huge Yuan City?"

Two people were talking in the corner, the one speaking was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face.

"Brother Li, be careful what you say!"

A young man opposite him stopped him in a low voice and said: "Although the Zhang family has fallen, they have an old relationship with Yaochi, so don't talk nonsense."

"Oh, for such a big city, the annual power is an unimaginably large number! It is also unimaginable that the Zhang family will decline."

The scar-faced middle-aged man lowered his voice, a little envious and a little disdainful.

"The Zhang family has had masters of Yuan Shu in the past dynasties, and there were also several Yuan Tianshi who had a high status in the Northern Territory. If the previous Yuan Tianshi had not disappeared for no reason and cut off the inheritance, there would be no way it would have declined."

The young man sighed.

Ye Fan drank the spirit wine and was thoughtful.

Although he came to the Northern Territory for a short time, he also knew that the Northern Territory is the largest source ore mining area in the world, and is Yuan Tianshi specifically looking for source ores?

At this time, a calm old man with long black and white hair walked up to the restaurant and glanced at the two people who were talking.

"Zhang, Fifth Master Zhang!"

The expression of the middle-aged man with the scar on his face changed and he was speechless.

The young man's face turned pale.

Other people in the restaurant felt the atmosphere and retreated quietly one by one.

The old man named Zhang Wuye glanced at the two of them indifferently and said: "My Zhang family has been around for hundreds of thousands of years, but I didn't expect that someone would also target me? Who is the person behind you? Tell me!"

Ye Fan was secretly shocked. The aura of this old man was even more powerful than the elders of the Shaking Light Holy Land he had seen before. With a glance, he felt like a mountain was falling.

Ye Fan could feel it just by watching, and those two people were the first to bear the brunt. They were trembling under the gaze, sweating profusely, and soaking their clothes.

"Zhang, Mr. Zhang Wu, we don't know what you said."

The scar-faced man gritted his teeth and looked into Mr. Zhang Wu's eyes and said.

"act recklessly!"

Mr. Zhang Wu didn't even ask any more questions. There was a flash of divine light in his palms, and the heaven and earth shook. The two people fell softly to the ground without making any sound.

"Is this the origin technique?"

Ye Fan was stunned.

His spiritual sense was sharp, and he could clearly feel that with a move of the fifth master's palm, the power of heaven and earth above the restaurant turned into reality, shattering the hearts of the two monks.

Without even looking at the two people, Mr. Zhang Wu stepped out of the restaurant and stood in mid-air.

"I have informed the Holy Lord of Yaochi, tonight is your only chance!"

Mr. Zhang Wu's calm voice was like a thunderous explosion, spreading throughout the entire Source City in an instant.

"Haha! Zhang Laowu, you are really sharp! It's a pity that you have been unable to step into Sendai for a long time, and you have lost the Source Heaven Book. You are no match for us!"

With a long laugh, four figures came stepping on the starry sky, standing majestic in the sky above Source City.

The person speaking was shrouded in divine light and his face could not be seen clearly.

"Zhang Laowu! If it weren't for the unfilial son of your Zhang family, we wouldn't have known that you were actually the tombkeepers guarding the legendary emperor!"

The other person was also shrouded in divine light, and his voice was erratic, obviously not his own voice.

"The person who hides his head and shows his tail!"

Mr. Zhang Wu looked coldly at the four figures above Yuancheng, fear flashing in his eyes.

These four people obviously knew the Zhang family's methods. If they didn't step into Source City at all, it would be difficult for the large formation in Source City to kill them.

Obviously, this group of people has been planning to attack Yuancheng for more than a day or two.

"Haha! Do you think that with your Zhang family, you can protect this secret?"

The figure who spoke first sneered and said with an evil spirit: "What's more, the person you photographed to report the news to Yaochi has already been killed by us!"

His palm shook, and a dark shadow fell down.

Ye Fan looked carefully and saw that it was a blood-stained human head.

"Boer!"

Zhang Wuye's expression changed, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Stop talking nonsense! Zhang Laowu, if you don't say anything, today will be the day your Zhang family is destroyed!"

The four people above Yuancheng looked at each other and seemed to have lost their patience. They all took out array disks one by one and stared at Mr. Zhang coldly.

"hehe!"

Mr. Zhang Wu put away the head, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes: "Why do I, the second-generation Yuantian Master of the Zhang family, need anyone? The formation he left behind, at that time, there was no magic weapon except the Jidao Emperor's weapons that could break the formation. !”

"Otherwise, you guys give it a try!"

Mr. Zhang Wu took a deep breath, and light burst out from his fingers. He would rather die than die.

"very good!"

The four people above Source City were boiling with murderous intent, and four formation compasses flashing with various colors of light flashed through thousands of divine lights, suddenly fell from the sky, and bombarded towards Source City.

Buzz buzz~~~

At the same time as the four people activated, Zhang Wuye activated the magic circle with a cold gaze, countless golden lights swayed, and instantly turned into a barrier, covering the entire Source City.

Boom! Boom!

Streams of thunder illuminated the dark night sky, like a hundred thousand silver lights falling down, colliding with the golden light shield covering Source City thousands of times.

Layers of ripples visible to the naked eye spread out, spreading toward endless and distant places like substance.

"What a powerful formation!"

Ye Fan watched the battle from the window and saw that the thin golden light curtain seemed to be easily broken, but it did not move at all under the bombardment of countless thunderbolts!

The four figures seemed to be in a rage, and their divine power was poured into the array like water. They did not care about the damage of the array, and they continued to summon thunder to bombard Source City.

"Master Yuan Tian's formation is in harmony with heaven and earth. Unless you can destroy the Northern Territory with one blow, you will not be able to break the formation at all!"

Zhang Wuye's fingers were flying, and the golden light on his palms continued to flow.

He only hated that his Origin Technique was too low in cultivation to be able to use the formations left by his ancestors. Otherwise, with this large formation, even if the Great Sage attacked, it would be enough to kill him.

Instead of being like him and being beaten passively.

Click!

Half an hour later, the array disk suspended in the endless thunder sea suddenly shattered.

"Well done to you, Zhang Laowu!"

The divine light surrounding the four figures dimmed, they gave the old man a cold look and disappeared into the night sky.

Mr. Zhang Wu watched the four people walking away coldly. After a while, he withdrew the source formation, stepped out, and returned to the sixth floor of the restaurant.

"puff!"

The old man had just stepped into the restaurant, and he could no longer maintain his composure before. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the smell of blood was strong.

Ye Fan's expression changed and he stepped forward to help the old man up.

Zhang's clan could guard the tomb of the great human emperor for countless years, which made him feel good in his heart.

"My cultivation level is shallow and I can't move the formation at all. I have already damaged my foundation by forcing it!"

The old man's face was as golden as paper, and he held Ye Fan's hands tightly with his palms. He coughed up blood and said, "Emperor Wu Shi has made great contributions to the human race. His tomb must not be desecrated by this group of young people!"

Ye Fan put the old man on the ground and took out the elixir to heal his injuries.

The old man waved his hand, slowly reached the floor, looked at Ye Fan, and sighed: "The descendants are unfilial and don't even have the cultivation level to activate the formation."

"Did Emperor Wushi not leave any holy land or descendants behind?"

Ye Fan asked.

The old man shook his head and said: "Emperor Wu Shi had no relatives, no friends, no wives and no children..."

Ye Fan listened quietly, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a little sad and sad.

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