Chapter 377 The Monkey King

I don't know what kind of source it is. No one can recognize it. Even Ye Fan and Nangong Qi can't understand it. It's not so dazzling. It's like it's made of stars all over the sky, and it's like the glory of the bright moon gathered together, soft and mellow.

It is shining! It is an extremely attractive mind. As soon as you see it, you will feel that it is different. It is by no means inferior to the divine source, and there is a holy power circulating.

However, the mysterious source species is not the most attractive. The goddess in it is the focus, everyone's attention, and all eyes are focused on it.

First, there was a scream in the stone garden, then a dead silence, and then a tsunami-like noise. Everyone was shocked.

At this moment of witnessing the miracle, no one can calm down. The goddess is cut out of the stone, just like the sky and the night floats, reproducing the rumors of more than 100,000 years ago.

In the crystal source stone like the moon, there is a very quiet face that is about to blow and break, as if it were sleeping soundly and motionless.

The purple hair is soft and shiny, blocking half of the fairy face, but it is difficult to hide its amazing beauty. Her skin is particularly crystal clear and white.

It seems to be carved with mutton fat jade, not like flesh and blood, giving people a very dreamy feeling, making people think that this is a masterpiece of heaven, not flesh and blood.

Everyone was stunned. They were sure that this was not an illusion. They really cut out the goddess!

Like the strange source species tempered by the stars, the divine power emitted dilutes the murderous spirit of the bloody spear front, making people feel a comfortable air.

"Is it true...? Why do I feel so illusory?!"

"A living girl, an ancient king!"

is definitely the king of ancient times, because in that era, there were almost no creatures exactly the same as the human race, but some of them must be royal.

Everyone noticed that this peerless fairy face will not be very old, and even looks a little immature, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Did she hold a peerless spear and kill the unimaginable supreme existence?

Once you think of this problem, everyone's hearts are shivering. The girl seems to be peaceful and quiet, but it is not necessarily her real age and state. Maybe she will be the peerless king.

In the crowd, the little moon of the Ji family and the little nun in white grabbed the silkworm hard. The golden elf was nervous and struggled fiercely to rush over.

The Ji family's strong heart is as strong as iron, and there is no fluctuation at all. The silver knife in her hand is carved in the air, and the stone powder is flying and falling constantly.

Almost in a moment, he cut out a small half of the source stone, and the little half of the goddess's body was looming. She was wearing a golden gauze, and her body was as white as ivory.

The power of the Ji family has been avoiding the peerless fierce soldier. He did not carve the stone around the bloody spear front to prevent it from being born too early.

In the end, almost all the large source stones were cut out, only the left half of the girl's body was not exposed, and there were bloody spears.

"Cock!"

After all, the power of the Ji family still took action. The stones fell and kept falling to the ground, cutting out most of the peerless spear.

"Boom"

The shocking murderous intention is like the ups and downs of the tide. The people present are like falling into purgatory. After the rotten spear of the near hand is exposed, many people can't stand it.

It's like the birth of a peerless demon lord who swallows mountains and rivers. This is a deterrent from the soul. It is vast, as if it is surging from Jiutian and Jiuyou at the same time!

"Putong"

Many people couldn't stand it. The murderous intention invaded the bones and fell softly to the ground. They were so scared to the extreme that they shouted out.

The peerless murderous army is rotting, but the murderous intention is not extinguished!

"Retired!"

Many monks trembled, feared, and retreated. Many elders were hairy and curled upside down.

"Ding"

The silver knife sounded gently, and the Ji family was able to carry the knife like flying. It kept cutting off the stone skin and cutting off the stone skin around the blood spear, which was about to completely emerge.

At this time, people were keenly aware that something was wrong, and the rusty spear did not seem to be held by the girl's hand.

"No, it's completely wrong. This doesn't seem to be the weapon of the goddess."

"The ancient king seems to have been pierced by the peerless fierce soldiers!"

People were surprised to find this fact. It looked like a girl holding a spear, but it was by no means the case. The ancient spear seemed to pass through her chest and nailed her!

"Papa!"

The last soft sound, hundreds of pounds of stones fell, and the treasures hidden in the blood altar appeared.

This is a strange source nearly two meters high. It hangs in mid-air and does not sink. It has the same characteristics as a divine source, and the holy power is flowing.

There is a purple-haired girl inside it, with a peerless fairy face, motionless, seemingly asleep, but everyone sighed.

A peerless spear passed through Qiyuan, revealing a spear front, nailed the girl and pierced her heart.

No one expected that it would be such a pure fruit. It was really shocking that an ancient king was killed like this!

It is difficult to know how powerful the ancient king is. Some people speculate that it can be compared with the emperor and is invincible in heaven and earth.

It has been too long, even if it is all holy places, it is impossible to fight with the ancient races, because there is an era between the interval, and there is a vacuum period.

What is their strength? How appalling they are. No one can explain it clearly, and no one can return to the ancient times to verify.

"Why on earth was the ancient king who can make heaven and earth tremble be pierced?"

"Why was the invincible existence in heaven and earth nailed to death by the peerless fierce soldiers?"

Even figures such as Chilong Taoist and Uncle Daxia were stunned and surprised.

Everyone was shocked and watched from afar, otherwise they couldn't stand the murderous intention. The spear front was frightening and oppressed, and everyone was about to fall to the ground.

"Woo-hoo..." Suddenly, there was a sad cry, which was very tender, but extremely sad. The divine silkworm suddenly got rid of Ji Ziyue and the little nun and rushed to the strange source hanging in mid-air.

"Ancestor, don't hurt it!" The little moon of the Ji family sent the sound.

The power of the Ji family did not stop it and stood silently to watch.

The silkworm was not scared by the killing of the spear front. It rushed straight to Qiyuan, cried loudly, and tears rolled down in pairs.

Even if it was Loli, a little nun in white, it was the first time she heard the pronunciation of the silkworm. Usually, she didn't make a sound and only acted, thinking that she was a little mute.

However, at this moment, it was sad, and its bright eyes were full of tears. It cried loudly and stretched out a small paw to keep touching the girl's face.

But how can she survive? He has been nailed there for a long time, and I don't know how many years he has been dead.

"Little boy, don't cry." The little nun in white persuaded each other softly, but she couldn't walk over. She couldn't stand the murder of the murderers.

"Little poor man, don't cry, I feel bad." The little moon of the Ji family also opened her mouth.

What's going on? Everyone was shocked. Does the golden elf know that girl?

Seeing that it was so sad and crying, people's hearts trembled. Is there an ancient past between them? This is really shocking.

The golden elf cried so sad that he almost fainted. He stretched out his golden claws tremblingly and stroked the girl's cheeks over and over again. The tender crying was heartbroken.

It seems to be repeating a syllable, which is an ancient phonetic voice. No one can understand it, but people guess that it may be the girl's name.

The golden elf cried and muttered the name over and over again, with tears flowing.

Everyone was moved. They didn't expect this little thing to be so emotional and sad that people couldn't help thinking of all kinds of pictures.

In that ancient times, the earth was full of vitality, hundreds of races stood, and the kings rose together. Although she was a king, she was not familiar with the world. She depended on the golden creatures, chasing and playing under the night and moon.

Unfortunately, one day, she met other kings and died in that era, leaving this golden little spirit alone to the present world.

The tender cry, the cry of *, extremely sad.

The little golden creature stuck to the crystal and cried sadly, but when he called the name, he was very gentle. He carefully rubbed the girl's cheek with his golden little paws, as if he was afraid of waking her up.

How many past events have passed away and no longer come, let alone the ancient past. People don't know what kind of story they have between them.

Tears in the eyes of the silkworm kept flowing. After a long time, the cry became smaller and finally disappeared. It cried sadly and fainted.

The Ji family picked up this little thing and sent it to Ji Ziyue and the little nun.

"Poor little boy." The two girls were also sad.

The divine silkworm can change nine times, staring at the heaven and the earth, and being proud of the world.

But every change must forget everything in the past. Maybe one day, it will forget everything. It will never remember that there was a girl before Taigu who had a period of years that should not be forgotten.

"This is incredible. The divine silkworm will know this ancient king. How can it be such a coincidence?"

"Nothing is impossible. It is a miracle that it can be resurrected in the world. The ancient kings are as rare as phoenixes, and the golden little creatures are also royals. It is not surprising that they know each other.

The Red Dragon Taoist said, "Maybe they really knew each other in the past. Maybe this girl is a nine-changing silkworm, and the golden little creature may feel the kind air.

Is the girl a nine-changing silkworm? There is such a possibility.

People looked at Qiyuan in surprise, and the girl in it was still a little immature. Is it really an invincible Holy Spirit in heaven and earth after nine changes?

At this moment, people thought that the blood spear penetrated her heart from behind her back, not to be killed head-on.

This can give people endless reverie. Maybe the girl is not good at the world and is attacked to death by others. Maybe the silkworm forgets the past and is taken advantage of by others.

The ancient past has long passed away, and no one can really know.

It took a long time for people to calm down. The value of this strange source is immeasurable. The inner girl, as the king of Taiji, is also a treasure.

"Oh, what's going on?" Someone was surprised and pointed to the crystal like the moonlight and said, "Why are there tears in the corners of the girl's eyes? I don't remember that I didn't have it."

"It should be left by the golden creature, dripping on the source, creating an illusion."

The power of the Ji family gently brushed, and all the tears on the crystal disappeared, but the tears at the corners of the girl's eyes in the source were still there.

"Oh, my God, is she still alive?"

"How is this possible?!

Many people were surprised and showed an incredible look.

Some people also laughed and said, "You are so nervous that you have tears from the beginning."

"Yes, I seemed to have seen it at the beginning, otherwise I would have been sealed in it, and I couldn't shed tears even if I was alive."

"Impossible, absolutely not at first."

There was a dispute in the stone garden, and there were different opinions.

"Don't quarrel." The Ji family frowned and said, "She has no life fluctuation anymore."

Only when the saint-level figures speak can people slowly calm down.

"Little friend, it's your turn to cut the stone." Nangong Qi smiled, looked at Ye Fan, and made a gesture of invitation.

Although the goddess has no life, such a large strange source can be hung in the air, which is absolutely comparable to the divine source.

The young people of the ancient family of Yuanshu sneered one after another. They believed that Ye Fan could not turn over anyway.

"Don't say this strange source, even the girl in it is also the unique material of the refinery. What do you compare with it?"

"It has been said for a long time that the more precious the things he cuts, the more abundant our harvest will be, because they will all belong to us."

"Do you dare to argue with us?"

Their faces were full of indifferent smiles, staring at Ye Fan and Li Heishui.

The other party was domineering and aggressive. Li Hei gritted his teeth and sneered, "What you cut out is not necessarily precious."

"Black boy, what are you talking about? Such a large divine source is hard to find in the world. Don't be stubborn." A disciple of the Yuanshu family mocked.

Li Hei said in a cold voice: "In the eyes of the holy places, the magic medicine can continue the life of wizards with the emperor's posture, which is much more precious than the divine source. Moreover, who knows what your source is, may be far less than the divine source."

"It's ridiculous. It's useless for you to talk hard again. We'll find someone to identify it later, and you'll wait to pay it to death!"

Ye Fan didn't say much. He directly waved the silver knife and began to cut the fairy grave.

Nangongqi did not take action secretly this time. He stood quietly with the other three old men and watched with a smile. They were sure that they did not believe that Ye Fan could go against the sky.

"Cock!"

Ye Fan's knife was very fierce. He split dozens of pounds of stone with one knife, and did not intend to decompose slowly at all.

"Little friend, be careful not to ruin our treasures." Nangong Qi reminded with a smile that everything was under control.

"Are you sure that what I cut will belong to you, not that I will win everything about you?" Ye Fan closed the knife and looked at him calmly.

"You should have no hope." Nangong Qi brushed his beard with a smile.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't shed tears. We'll wait to see what rare you can cut out!" The young people of the ancient Yuanshu family all mocked.

"Akay, I'll show you today!" Ye Fan replied calmly.

Hearing him say this, everyone present was shocked, including several saints.

All the saints and all the saints looked over, and some bad old men were also stunned, and all their eyes were focused on him.

"Cock!"

Ye Fan's second knife fell and cut off more than a dozen catties of stone skin. His hands were not soft at all, as if he were peeling radishes.

An old man reminded him and said, "Little friend, you are cutting the fairy grave, not chopping vegetables. You'd better be careful."

"Yes, old man, I feel sad when I look at it. It's too late to regret all the bad immortals." Everyone next to him was frightened.

Ye Fan smiled, the blade turned, the stone debris flew, and the action became light. He cut it one knife at a time, and no longer opened and closed it.

Suddenly, an incomparable sacred breath rushed out, and the fairy grave was full of light and brilliance, which was very mysterious.

"There are really fairy treasures in the fairy grave!" Everyone was shocked.

"Cock!"

Ye Fan cut it with a knife, and many large pieces of stone skin cracked and fell off.

And at this time, two golden lights shot out, like two torches burning brightly, that's one by one!

Ye Fan regressed decisively, and even he didn't expect that he would cut out living creatures.

"Oh, my God, there are creatures in the fairy tomb, "The eyes are like a torch!"

"There are living things buried in the natural ancient tombs!"

"Are there immortals in the fairy tomb of Tianfeng?"

A exclamation came, and everyone was stunned and shocked on the spot.

One of the voices was the most abrupt, shouting, "The Monkey King with fiery eyes?!"

Others didn't know who Wukong was, but Ye Fan knew that he knew that it must be Pang Bo shouting, and he must have come to the scene.

The ancient immortals are full of light, sacred and peaceful. No one expected that there would be a creature in it!