Ye Fan's divine consciousness was so powerful that even if the palace built by the ancient emperor had set up endless runes, it could not stop him. He could instantly understand who was inside.
After many years of separation, how can you two be happy?
Brother Ye is really you?The door of the ancient temple was pushed open, and a man walked out, with a tall and upright posture, a strong body as a dragon, bronze-colored, with long hair dispersed and very thick, but there were a few strands of white hair mixed in it.
Demon God?Longma was surprised and saw it on the ancient starry sky road back then.
Southern Demon.The Black Emperor sighed that one of the several geniuses of Beidou back then had been separated for so many years, but now he has only met again, which makes people sigh at the years.
At that time, Nan Yao was in full bloom and full of vitality. Although his blood and energy are still strong, he has become a peerless strong man, but he is already over 6,000 years old.
Ye Fan also felt emotion. The last farewell on the ancient road of the starry sky, until today we met again, and it took thousands of years in a flash. If ordinary people had already become dust.
The Southern Demon is extremely powerful, and can be called the top combat power in this world. He is also an alternative enlightener.
Behind him, there was another person. She was tall and graceful, and her hair had turned into white hair. Although she used her magic power to maintain her youthful appearance, she obviously suffered an impact over the years.
It was Qi Fashui in the past, Qi Qi from Nanling.
Meeting again makes people speechless for a long time.
Time flies, beauty grows easily.
When a peerless beauty cannot withstand the years and grows old in the wind and frost, this is the cruelest thing for them. When youth goes away and beauty grows roots, who can understand that kind of mood?
Ye Fan.Qi Huoshui sighed softly, wanting to say something, but he can no longer speak.
She is not as powerful as the Southern Demon. After more than six thousand years, the traces on her body are relatively more obvious, and her blood and energy are not so strong.
The Nan Yao brother and sister came to meet.
Ye Fan imprisoned a meteorite, cut the stone into a table and a stone pier, took out the fine wine, and talked about the wine with two old friends here.
Have you become the Great Emperor?The Nan Yao was surprised, and then relieved.
They were trapped here for many years, and so many things happened. I didn’t know that Ye Fan had become the Emperor of Heaven and the ancient palace could be isolated from the world.But Nan Yao is an extraordinary person and will not lose his composure.
It feels great to see you for so many years.Ye Fan said.
As fewer and fewer people are familiar with each other, he will eventually lose in the years. He cherishes every old friend and does not want them to have an accident.
This is the soul pool left by the Immortal Emperor.
I already know.Ye Fan nodded.
The Nan Yao told the story. When they discovered the ancient temple in the void of the universe, they entered the middle and found that it was the place where the Immortal Emperor had once realized the truth and went into seclusion, which shocked them.
The brother and sister practiced here, but they never thought that as their cultivation deepened, they activated the ancient temple. The soul pool broke into the void, and the devil fog also appeared, surrounding the place and trapping them.
Fortunately, the ancient temple is special, which can prevent the corruption from approaching.
As Nan Yao's cultivation became increasingly deeper, in recent years, he felt confident of leaving, but he sensed the wonders of the Soul Pond and was unwilling to leave easily.
Ye Fan sighed lightly. The corruption here is extremely powerful, which hurts the Supreme One. It is really amazing that the Southern Demon Cultivator has reached this point and has already achieved enlightenment in another way.
As the Black Emperor speculated, the Soul Pond was the soul residue of the Immortal Emperor, which was left after the transformation.
Ye Fan stood in front of the pond for a long time, and then walked around the ancient hall again, deeply feeling the terror of the Immortal Emperor, which was an unimaginable enemy.
They have been together here for a long time, and Qi Fashui is very silent. The former peerless goddess, her youth gradually faded, making her sad, and seeing her old friend again is hard to say.
It was not until she parted, that she sighed: You haven’t changed much.
Ye Fan watched them leave.When he was about to disappear into the galaxy, Nan Yao looked back and said: Brother Ye, this may be the last time we have met. Take care!
Ye Fan was silent and sighed. If nothing unexpected happened, the Southern Demon chose to be self-proclaimed and would only appear again after thousands of lifetimes.
goodbye!
On the way back, Ye Fan was very silent. After a long time, the Black Emperor said: Let's have a walk, it's nothing wrong anyway.
Ye Fan nodded. He could not understand the method of immortality by retreating. So many heroes in ancient times have been stuck, so he naturally didn't think that burying his head and enlightenment could break the sky.
This time they left for more than half a year. They passed through many galaxies, causing a sensation. The Emperor of Heaven toured and made all races awe-in. Many big races came out to greet him and invited him in, but they were all politely declined.
Along the way, they saw a lot and sighed that this glorious world is really about to end at the end.
Zhang Bairen, Taichu and others have long disappeared. It is said that they have been self-proclaimed and want to keep their hopes and their ambitions in the future, hoping to return against the will of heaven.
Then, they saw some shocking bloodlines that had already turned into a decayed old age, and more people began to grow old and showed fatigue.
Is our youth finally over in this prosperous era?
Haha, what did I see in the most brilliant life, the most glorious era?But in this way, nothing was left behind, we finally passed by like this, a passerby, that's all!
Someone was laughing and tears came out.
The autumn wind rises and the yellow leaves wither, and a prosperous era is finally over.
The stars are shining, and those who once shined can't open their eyes. So many people with emperor posture compete for hegemony. In the end, there is only one emperor standing in the nine heavens, looking down at many generals and stars.
The stars are dim and the heroes are in gloomy.
There have been prophecies since the mythical age that the true path of immortality will be opened in this life, the glorious road leads to the other shore, and directly to a world of immortality.
However, this has also become empty, leaving people with too many regrets, and the fairy world is so lofty.
The Supreme Blood and Tears, the Great Man is so sad. All of this ends in the mythological era of the world. Countless powerful men splattered blood in the battle for hegemony and died.
Too many geniuses are buried in the galaxy. The six thousand years of war and six thousand years of glory may continue. It will take a thousand years to make up, but the end will eventually come to an end, and no one can stop it.
I wrote a sonorous battle song with my blood, I shine with my life, and finally listened to a song of sadness in the world. Is this the ending?
Many people looked up and asked the sky.
The great men of those days were all full of vitality, but now they have become white and many people have died. The rest have been covered with the wind and frost of years.
Is it... over?I am not willing to accept Ah, how can I do what the golden age is!
A long song is about crying, and a hero is about to cry.
How can we forget, how can we let go, a great world is about to end, and the heroes in their prime are gradually getting old, and they are about to end!
After experiencing a great world, watching the prosperity of a lifetime is like fireworks blooming, and it will wither like this.
Ye Fan walked, his words became less and less. The more he saw, he became more and more silent. Will he finally send this life away?
Look, the Emperor of Heaven is seeing us off, haha... Someone laughed and tears have already flowed.
It's Ah, the Emperor of Heaven is practicing it in us. He once competed with us in the same generation. Hey, haha... goodbye to this life!Sighing sadly and staggering far away.
……
Ye Fan and his team went all the way to the ancient land that they had fought in the past. It was a star field that was broken in the dark and turbulent era, and it was broken.
At that time, Ye Fan had never become an emperor. He fought with all his passion and entered the battlefield with a sense of death.
Looking back, the blood was mottled all the way.
There are countless remains of here, with countless star ruins, and the blood of various creatures stained red with the ancient land, but it still never dried up.
Dream of the Broken Star Land Ah, the people who used to be can never come back.
Jizi, how I wish you could live, you and I have a cup of Holy Prince.Ye Fan whispered.
He thought of a lot, including the white-clothed God King who is like his father and teacher, and the unparalleled sick old man, Gai Jiuyou, who gave too much.
How can I forget that even though the Sun Saint Emperor was left with only one human skin, he returned to fight against the will of heaven until his blood was dry.Longma sighed lightly.
Back then, the skin of the Human Emperor reappeared when the Purple Micro Star Domain. Even if it dies, it must protect an ancient star creature. Finally, the last drop of blood and tears fell in his eyes.
There is also the Void Emperor who spent his whole life calming the turmoil until he died in battle.In this life, the last drop of blood will still be shed, and in the end, only half of the residual mirror will accompany you.
When talking about the past, they sighed.
Even Ye Fan also has great compassion and is difficult to suppress himself.
Suddenly, the Black Emperor stopped and the Dragon Horse turned his head. Only Ye Fan did not stop and continued to walk forward along the bloody battlefield, where there was a figure.
It's you.Ye Fan recognized her as Xia Jiuyou, the only disciple of the old man Gai Jiuyou.
In the past, she was a genius girl. She was thirteen or fourteen years old and was enough to compete with the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Fluctlight, Ye Fan and others, shocking the Eastern Wilderness.
In the past, she was willful and unruly, but she was defeated by Ye Fan and was severely scolded.
Years have passed, and this genius girl has changed a lot. She has grown up, dressed in white like snow, and her face is full of sadness.
Xia Jiuyou is beautiful and charming. She has reached the quasi-emperor realm for thousands of years and is extremely powerful, but there are still one or two strands of white hair in her beautiful hair.
Why are you here?When Ye Fan saw her, he inevitably thought of Gai Wudi and felt very sad. He still remembered the tragic scene of the sick and elderly man straightening his back and shining brightly, shouting loudly. Who dared to fight me?
I was looking for a master... Xia Jiuyou said, with tears on his face, very sad.
Over the years, she has been searching in the universe and doesn't believe that the master has died. She is her only relative and wants to find him out.
Ye Fan's heart was bitter and his nose was sour. Even if he was the Emperor of Heaven, it would be difficult to hide this emotion.In the past, three hundred years after the dark turmoil ended, he woke up and searched like crazy, but in the end he had nothing to find.
Unexpectedly, there is another person who is more persistent than him. He has been searching for more than five thousand years, but he is still looking for it!
The old man doesn't want you to be like this... Ye Fan advised with discomfort.
The master is with me, he will come back, and I found a part.Xia Jiuyou said sadly.
you……
Unfortunately, I only found a drop of blood from my master.Xia Jiuyou's eyes were filled with tears, and he carefully picked up a piece of divine crystal, sealed with a bright drop of blood.
Is it really left by senior?!Ye Fan was very sad.
He looked at it for a long time, then walked to the depths of the broken battlefield, unable to help but whistle to the sky, and there was too much helplessness and reluctance in his heart.
Not only Gai Jiuyou, there are so many people who floated into Ye Fan's heart one by one. Too many people and things passed away just like that.
The past, day by day, scene by scene, seems to be right in front of you.
Ye Fan used the Emperor's Fist, and in this ruined battlefield, he attacked the nine heavens, making rumbles and thunder, and there were sad songs and stars.
After ancient times, the world moved.
The smoke of the North Dou is thick.
Time flies, and the ancient tribe and the world are in chaos.
The sword energy soars into the sky, and the country is stained with blood.
The piano and drums sound, the iron swords sound, and the cold light shines on the starry sky.
With a strong heart, I ask who is the hero in the world.
The immortal clouds rise, the supreme appears, and the road to immortality is fought for generations.
Fight, fight, fight!
The starry sky collapses, and the trembling of all beings.
The white hair dyed blood, the corpse was numerous, the grief in the pool of blood of the girl, the chaos and war in the world.
Blood splatters in the sky, swords soar into the sky, the chaos of eternity, the lament of the end of the world.
Who can save the bloody mountains and rivers?
All beings call, the human emperor fights against each other, blood and tears dry, and it will be dim forever.
The void is hard to see, the flashes of pelvis withered and appear, a sad song cannot bury the eternal heroes, and half of the broken mirror accompany you.
Time is like a knife killing the genius, sighing on the road of immortality, the beginning of blood and bones, and the sad picture of a lifetime.
How many heroes are buried in a foreign land, how many brilliant things are hard to appear again.
The nine dragons pulled the coffin, causing chaos for a lifetime, and the white hair roared and sang wildly, and there was no end on the road to heaven.
The emperor's blood burns the starry sky, and the immortal road is eternal.
The beauty sighed. Heroes are old in their twilight years, and the immortal road is gone.
campaign!
After many years of separation, how can you two be happy?
Brother Ye is really you?The door of the ancient temple was pushed open, and a man walked out, with a tall and upright posture, a strong body as a dragon, bronze-colored, with long hair dispersed and very thick, but there were a few strands of white hair mixed in it.
Demon God?Longma was surprised and saw it on the ancient starry sky road back then.
Southern Demon.The Black Emperor sighed that one of the several geniuses of Beidou back then had been separated for so many years, but now he has only met again, which makes people sigh at the years.
At that time, Nan Yao was in full bloom and full of vitality. Although his blood and energy are still strong, he has become a peerless strong man, but he is already over 6,000 years old.
Ye Fan also felt emotion. The last farewell on the ancient road of the starry sky, until today we met again, and it took thousands of years in a flash. If ordinary people had already become dust.
The Southern Demon is extremely powerful, and can be called the top combat power in this world. He is also an alternative enlightener.
Behind him, there was another person. She was tall and graceful, and her hair had turned into white hair. Although she used her magic power to maintain her youthful appearance, she obviously suffered an impact over the years.
It was Qi Fashui in the past, Qi Qi from Nanling.
Meeting again makes people speechless for a long time.
Time flies, beauty grows easily.
When a peerless beauty cannot withstand the years and grows old in the wind and frost, this is the cruelest thing for them. When youth goes away and beauty grows roots, who can understand that kind of mood?
Ye Fan.Qi Huoshui sighed softly, wanting to say something, but he can no longer speak.
She is not as powerful as the Southern Demon. After more than six thousand years, the traces on her body are relatively more obvious, and her blood and energy are not so strong.
The Nan Yao brother and sister came to meet.
Ye Fan imprisoned a meteorite, cut the stone into a table and a stone pier, took out the fine wine, and talked about the wine with two old friends here.
Have you become the Great Emperor?The Nan Yao was surprised, and then relieved.
They were trapped here for many years, and so many things happened. I didn’t know that Ye Fan had become the Emperor of Heaven and the ancient palace could be isolated from the world.But Nan Yao is an extraordinary person and will not lose his composure.
It feels great to see you for so many years.Ye Fan said.
As fewer and fewer people are familiar with each other, he will eventually lose in the years. He cherishes every old friend and does not want them to have an accident.
This is the soul pool left by the Immortal Emperor.
I already know.Ye Fan nodded.
The Nan Yao told the story. When they discovered the ancient temple in the void of the universe, they entered the middle and found that it was the place where the Immortal Emperor had once realized the truth and went into seclusion, which shocked them.
The brother and sister practiced here, but they never thought that as their cultivation deepened, they activated the ancient temple. The soul pool broke into the void, and the devil fog also appeared, surrounding the place and trapping them.
Fortunately, the ancient temple is special, which can prevent the corruption from approaching.
As Nan Yao's cultivation became increasingly deeper, in recent years, he felt confident of leaving, but he sensed the wonders of the Soul Pond and was unwilling to leave easily.
Ye Fan sighed lightly. The corruption here is extremely powerful, which hurts the Supreme One. It is really amazing that the Southern Demon Cultivator has reached this point and has already achieved enlightenment in another way.
As the Black Emperor speculated, the Soul Pond was the soul residue of the Immortal Emperor, which was left after the transformation.
Ye Fan stood in front of the pond for a long time, and then walked around the ancient hall again, deeply feeling the terror of the Immortal Emperor, which was an unimaginable enemy.
They have been together here for a long time, and Qi Fashui is very silent. The former peerless goddess, her youth gradually faded, making her sad, and seeing her old friend again is hard to say.
It was not until she parted, that she sighed: You haven’t changed much.
Ye Fan watched them leave.When he was about to disappear into the galaxy, Nan Yao looked back and said: Brother Ye, this may be the last time we have met. Take care!
Ye Fan was silent and sighed. If nothing unexpected happened, the Southern Demon chose to be self-proclaimed and would only appear again after thousands of lifetimes.
goodbye!
On the way back, Ye Fan was very silent. After a long time, the Black Emperor said: Let's have a walk, it's nothing wrong anyway.
Ye Fan nodded. He could not understand the method of immortality by retreating. So many heroes in ancient times have been stuck, so he naturally didn't think that burying his head and enlightenment could break the sky.
This time they left for more than half a year. They passed through many galaxies, causing a sensation. The Emperor of Heaven toured and made all races awe-in. Many big races came out to greet him and invited him in, but they were all politely declined.
Along the way, they saw a lot and sighed that this glorious world is really about to end at the end.
Zhang Bairen, Taichu and others have long disappeared. It is said that they have been self-proclaimed and want to keep their hopes and their ambitions in the future, hoping to return against the will of heaven.
Then, they saw some shocking bloodlines that had already turned into a decayed old age, and more people began to grow old and showed fatigue.
Is our youth finally over in this prosperous era?
Haha, what did I see in the most brilliant life, the most glorious era?But in this way, nothing was left behind, we finally passed by like this, a passerby, that's all!
Someone was laughing and tears came out.
The autumn wind rises and the yellow leaves wither, and a prosperous era is finally over.
The stars are shining, and those who once shined can't open their eyes. So many people with emperor posture compete for hegemony. In the end, there is only one emperor standing in the nine heavens, looking down at many generals and stars.
The stars are dim and the heroes are in gloomy.
There have been prophecies since the mythical age that the true path of immortality will be opened in this life, the glorious road leads to the other shore, and directly to a world of immortality.
However, this has also become empty, leaving people with too many regrets, and the fairy world is so lofty.
The Supreme Blood and Tears, the Great Man is so sad. All of this ends in the mythological era of the world. Countless powerful men splattered blood in the battle for hegemony and died.
Too many geniuses are buried in the galaxy. The six thousand years of war and six thousand years of glory may continue. It will take a thousand years to make up, but the end will eventually come to an end, and no one can stop it.
I wrote a sonorous battle song with my blood, I shine with my life, and finally listened to a song of sadness in the world. Is this the ending?
Many people looked up and asked the sky.
The great men of those days were all full of vitality, but now they have become white and many people have died. The rest have been covered with the wind and frost of years.
Is it... over?I am not willing to accept Ah, how can I do what the golden age is!
A long song is about crying, and a hero is about to cry.
How can we forget, how can we let go, a great world is about to end, and the heroes in their prime are gradually getting old, and they are about to end!
After experiencing a great world, watching the prosperity of a lifetime is like fireworks blooming, and it will wither like this.
Ye Fan walked, his words became less and less. The more he saw, he became more and more silent. Will he finally send this life away?
Look, the Emperor of Heaven is seeing us off, haha... Someone laughed and tears have already flowed.
It's Ah, the Emperor of Heaven is practicing it in us. He once competed with us in the same generation. Hey, haha... goodbye to this life!Sighing sadly and staggering far away.
……
Ye Fan and his team went all the way to the ancient land that they had fought in the past. It was a star field that was broken in the dark and turbulent era, and it was broken.
At that time, Ye Fan had never become an emperor. He fought with all his passion and entered the battlefield with a sense of death.
Looking back, the blood was mottled all the way.
There are countless remains of here, with countless star ruins, and the blood of various creatures stained red with the ancient land, but it still never dried up.
Dream of the Broken Star Land Ah, the people who used to be can never come back.
Jizi, how I wish you could live, you and I have a cup of Holy Prince.Ye Fan whispered.
He thought of a lot, including the white-clothed God King who is like his father and teacher, and the unparalleled sick old man, Gai Jiuyou, who gave too much.
How can I forget that even though the Sun Saint Emperor was left with only one human skin, he returned to fight against the will of heaven until his blood was dry.Longma sighed lightly.
Back then, the skin of the Human Emperor reappeared when the Purple Micro Star Domain. Even if it dies, it must protect an ancient star creature. Finally, the last drop of blood and tears fell in his eyes.
There is also the Void Emperor who spent his whole life calming the turmoil until he died in battle.In this life, the last drop of blood will still be shed, and in the end, only half of the residual mirror will accompany you.
When talking about the past, they sighed.
Even Ye Fan also has great compassion and is difficult to suppress himself.
Suddenly, the Black Emperor stopped and the Dragon Horse turned his head. Only Ye Fan did not stop and continued to walk forward along the bloody battlefield, where there was a figure.
It's you.Ye Fan recognized her as Xia Jiuyou, the only disciple of the old man Gai Jiuyou.
In the past, she was a genius girl. She was thirteen or fourteen years old and was enough to compete with the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Fluctlight, Ye Fan and others, shocking the Eastern Wilderness.
In the past, she was willful and unruly, but she was defeated by Ye Fan and was severely scolded.
Years have passed, and this genius girl has changed a lot. She has grown up, dressed in white like snow, and her face is full of sadness.
Xia Jiuyou is beautiful and charming. She has reached the quasi-emperor realm for thousands of years and is extremely powerful, but there are still one or two strands of white hair in her beautiful hair.
Why are you here?When Ye Fan saw her, he inevitably thought of Gai Wudi and felt very sad. He still remembered the tragic scene of the sick and elderly man straightening his back and shining brightly, shouting loudly. Who dared to fight me?
I was looking for a master... Xia Jiuyou said, with tears on his face, very sad.
Over the years, she has been searching in the universe and doesn't believe that the master has died. She is her only relative and wants to find him out.
Ye Fan's heart was bitter and his nose was sour. Even if he was the Emperor of Heaven, it would be difficult to hide this emotion.In the past, three hundred years after the dark turmoil ended, he woke up and searched like crazy, but in the end he had nothing to find.
Unexpectedly, there is another person who is more persistent than him. He has been searching for more than five thousand years, but he is still looking for it!
The old man doesn't want you to be like this... Ye Fan advised with discomfort.
The master is with me, he will come back, and I found a part.Xia Jiuyou said sadly.
you……
Unfortunately, I only found a drop of blood from my master.Xia Jiuyou's eyes were filled with tears, and he carefully picked up a piece of divine crystal, sealed with a bright drop of blood.
Is it really left by senior?!Ye Fan was very sad.
He looked at it for a long time, then walked to the depths of the broken battlefield, unable to help but whistle to the sky, and there was too much helplessness and reluctance in his heart.
Not only Gai Jiuyou, there are so many people who floated into Ye Fan's heart one by one. Too many people and things passed away just like that.
The past, day by day, scene by scene, seems to be right in front of you.
Ye Fan used the Emperor's Fist, and in this ruined battlefield, he attacked the nine heavens, making rumbles and thunder, and there were sad songs and stars.
After ancient times, the world moved.
The smoke of the North Dou is thick.
Time flies, and the ancient tribe and the world are in chaos.
The sword energy soars into the sky, and the country is stained with blood.
The piano and drums sound, the iron swords sound, and the cold light shines on the starry sky.
With a strong heart, I ask who is the hero in the world.
The immortal clouds rise, the supreme appears, and the road to immortality is fought for generations.
Fight, fight, fight!
The starry sky collapses, and the trembling of all beings.
The white hair dyed blood, the corpse was numerous, the grief in the pool of blood of the girl, the chaos and war in the world.
Blood splatters in the sky, swords soar into the sky, the chaos of eternity, the lament of the end of the world.
Who can save the bloody mountains and rivers?
All beings call, the human emperor fights against each other, blood and tears dry, and it will be dim forever.
The void is hard to see, the flashes of pelvis withered and appear, a sad song cannot bury the eternal heroes, and half of the broken mirror accompany you.
Time is like a knife killing the genius, sighing on the road of immortality, the beginning of blood and bones, and the sad picture of a lifetime.
How many heroes are buried in a foreign land, how many brilliant things are hard to appear again.
The nine dragons pulled the coffin, causing chaos for a lifetime, and the white hair roared and sang wildly, and there was no end on the road to heaven.
The emperor's blood burns the starry sky, and the immortal road is eternal.
The beauty sighed. Heroes are old in their twilight years, and the immortal road is gone.
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