Chapter 431 Re-entering the Bronze Coffin

Nine mountains are towering and heavy, with ancient trees towering in the sky and strange stones, which can be called magnificent.

They are not very tall, but they are magnificent, bringing endless pressure to people, as if they were across the front.

When Ye Fan came to the foot of the mountain, his body was dry and he could hardly support it. He looked up. He was cold all over. His cold eyes and the frighting figure made him fall into the ice.

There are several people standing side by side in the mountains, some with white hair like snow, some with black hair like a waterfall, the mountain wind blowing and flying in a mess. Their eyes are cold, looking down, without any emotional fluctuations, incomparable indifference.

What is this place? Ancient forbidden land!

Creatures with flesh and blood can't survive at all. Even the clothes of the ancient sages can't bear the erosion. They fly away automatically and don't want to go in at all.

No one can stay here for a long time. Since ancient times, I don't know how many peerless masters have been buried. Even the prosperous holy land has been destroyed and turned into ash.

Ye Fan's heart suddenly cooled down. He knew that it could not be a human at all. It was a terrible and mysterious barren slave, an unworldly hero in the past.

Silent, there is another woman beside those people, with bright eyes and teeth, slender neck, like water hibiscus, beautiful and peerless.

She is dressed in white and dances in the mountain wind. She seems to be a Guanghan fairy who will ride away in the wind. She is extraordinary and refined, and it is difficult to pick out flaws, just like a person in a painting.

"Tianxuan Saint!"

Ye Fan was awe-inspiring. The last time he met this woman and almost died. This was the first beauty in the eastern wilderness 6,000 years ago, and he was also the same family of the old madman.

The five figures stand side by side, each of which is extraordinary. Those who are not amazing can't become slaves. They are not people of the same era, but they must have been alone in the world.

Perhaps, some of them can find records in ancient books. "It is likely to be the supreme hero who was earth-shaking in the past and called for wind and rain on the mainland.

"Is God going to kill me?" Ye Fan sighed. He tried his best to finally approach the Holy Mountain. He never thought of meeting the shocking slaves. How to compete?

Legend that "Wild slaves are not often born. Sometimes they may not climb up from the abyss for hundreds of years, but now there are five slaves at once.

Ye Fan surged with a sense of powerlessness. He came to the ancient forbidden land three times and met the peerless slaves twice. This was really bad luck.

At this moment, he is already old. Although the stone clothes and the covering treasure clothes are not broken, they can't stop the erosion of the years.

Kirin seeds have long been withered. Ye Fan pulled out the endless essence of life to support his immortality, but it is impossible to last for a long time.

The magic medicine seed and his body are his biggest cards. Originally, they could rush to the holy mountain, but now such a change has occurred.

"brush"

A figure that did not touch the ground, floated down from the holy mountain like a ghost and went straight to Ye Fan." He stood up with cold hair all over his body, and a terrible breath fell on him.

"Buzz!"

At the critical moment, the golden blood of the Holy Body boils. Even if the body ages, it also has endless potential." It is like a natural power to resist the wilderness.

Ye Fan was energetic, walked vigorously, and rushed to another holy mountain. "He did not choose to leave, because now he was afraid that before he got out of the forbidden land, he was old and became flying ash.

This is a middle-aged man with white hair like snow. He is heroic and has the temperament of giving up the world. He wants to be an earth-shaking figure in the past.

He blocked Ye Fan's way almost in the blink of an eye, but he didn't do anything, and stared at his wheel sea for a moment.

Ye Fan's heart was beating violently, as if he had been stared at by ancient beasts. His whole body was about to be steamed dry, and his body seemed to collapse.

What a powerful person this is?

Although he is in a bad state at this time, his flesh and blood are dry, and his body is declining, after all, he has such a feeling for the Holy Body!

The white-haired man stepped forward, steady and firm. Every step seemed to be able to break the mountains and rivers. Ye Fan found that the treasure clothes were directly cracked, and the stone clothes were crushed.

Peerless horror!

This middle-aged man is heroic and majestic, as if he can dominate the world. He calmly moves forward, as if a big mountain is pressing Ye Fan and wants to crush him.

Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the golden blood rushed out and walked around. He did not destroy the potential of the Holy Body and resisted the disaster.

At the same time, his treasure was solemn and recited strange scriptures, resounding through the world, like thunder coming to the world, the shocking ancient trees clenled and the leaves were flying.

He was shaken by the golden blood of the Eucharist. This is the last peerless card he can take the initiative to cast. This is the hundreds of words of ancient scriptures in the bronze ancient coffin.

From the past to the present, he has never understood it. At this time, when he roared, it did not turn into a sound, but just a fluctuation.

This scripture does not exist in the world. Whether it is written or chanted, it cannot be revealed, and outsiders cannot understand it.

Suddenly, halfway up the mountain, the same scripture sounded, which was more magnificent than his, covering the world, as if explaining the truth of the road.

The sound of heaven is like thunder, but only Ye Fan can hear it clearly, which is exactly the same as his scriptures, turning into a kind of heavenly power, and others can't know what it means.

Ye Fan rushed straight halfway up the mountain regardless of anything else. Whether the white-haired man followed or not, only the ancient coffin existed in his heart.

At this time, his consciousness is a little blurred, and he will fall to the ground at any time, and he can't care about anything else.

In the ancient wood forest halfway up the mountain, a huge bronze ancient coffin is quietly lingering there, showing the vicissitudes and ages, and each Buddha is connected to the ancient times.

The bronze coffin fell sideways, and the cover of the coffin slipped aside. Ye Fan staggered and came close to the side. He rushed in, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

" Am I going to die? No, I can't die!"

He held the seed of the unicorn magic medicine in his arms, and the only trace of blood overflowed, which aroused the essence of life into his body. He gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling into a coma.

But his state was really bad. Even if his will was as strong as iron, he couldn't hold on. The wounds of the road collapsed and suddenly expanded, and he almost died directly.

Ye Fan finally fainted, the rift of the road deepened, his spirit and body did not bear the heavy burden, and he fell into the ancient coffin.

After more than five years, nearly six years, he entered the bronze coffin again, and everything came to this world because of it, and now he has re-entered.

The bronze coffin across the star domain "I don't know where it starts and where it ends. It is full of too many secrets.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Fan to wake up leisurely, and the sound of the road has already stopped. "It's extremely quiet, and there is no sound.

There is no power in the coffin, and the years can't continue to record his life. Ye Fan knew that he was right, and hundreds of words of ancient scriptures seduced the ancient coffin.

Before entering the ancient forbidden land, he made all kinds of inferences. Since even the wilderness avoided the ancient coffin and pushed it out of the abyss, it must not be afraid of that smell.

At the critical moment of life and death, his choice was right. He echoed the sound of the ancient coffin and entered this place and let him escape.

Although the years no longer eroded him, his state was extremely bad, and the scars of the road deteriorated." The origin of his life was almost cut in half.

Moreover, at this time, his body is aging, his flesh and blood are dry, and he is almost exhausted, and he will reach the end of his life at any time.

If it hadn't been for the seed of Kirin's magic medicine in hand, he would have turned into a dead bone. The purple unicorn, which is not as big as the baby's fist, is dim and dull and almost dry.

This is a kind of extravagant squanderment, absorbing the life of the seed of the immortal medicine to fight against the years. I'm afraid he is the only one who has done it all over the world.

The peerless emperor can't get close to the holy mountain in the divine clothes of the ancient sages. Even if Ye Fan's body is unparalleled, without this seed, it is almost impossible to get here and live until now.

This is the most rare sacred object in the world!

"Don't wither... Ye Fan has a sense of guilt" The elixir of immortality is the only one in the world. If it dies, it will be impossible to reproduce.

He looked out, but he didn't see the white-haired man. He didn't see a few other people.

"Does this ancient coffin really restrain them?"

Although he did not die, Ye Fan Shouyuan dried up and continued his life with the help of Kirin seeds. The terrible scars on the road would take his life at any time.

"I'm trapped here. How can I get to the top of the mountain?" He felt that he had no strength to go up. As long as he left the bronze coffin, he could not resist the breath of the wilderness.

"No, I have to go up. There is no time to delay, or I will die here!" Ye Fan was anxious.

If he has enough magic power, he can carry the bronze coffin up and resist the invasion of the years, but now it is a problem for him to walk.

"What should I do? Kirin seeds are dry, and it is difficult to extract the essence of life. How can I go up?" Ye Fan has never felt as helpless as he is now.

Death is so close to him that perhaps before it gets dark, he will die. His life will dry up, and it is difficult for him to continue to live.

Ye Fan stood up with difficulty and looked at the appearance. The nine huge dragon corpses in the ancient forest are like the Great Wall of Steel. So far, they have not rotted. The dark light flashed and was full of strength, which made people tremble.

"Is this a real dragon?"

His voice trembled, and the nine corpses looked exactly the same as the real dragon, but after experiencing too many things, he was skeptical about the existence of immortals.

"Maybe it only walks into the dragon that has turned into the ultimate realm."

Ye Fan gritted his teeth, rushed out quickly with the unicorn seed in his hand, and ran to the huge dragon corpse with scaly armor. He was ready to drink the dragon's blood to survive.

"Clind!"

The fire splashed everywhere, and Ye Fan's fingers seemed to be cut on Wanlian Shen's iron, which could not be cut open at all. His injury was so serious that he split a few times and couldn't even shake a dragon scale. The terrible road scars made him almost unable to stand.

He tried his best to break the dragon's corpse, and his body was even more aging. He almost fell to the ground. Ye Fan used his last bit of strength to barely return to the copper coffin, fell to the ground, and could no longer move.

"Am I really going to die?"

Ye Fan was gloomy, far away from his hometown, came to the other side of the starry sky, and died in a place that no one knew, without relatives or friends, which was too sad.

"If I die like this, who will shed a tear for me..."

He can't even spread the news. Ten or a hundred years later, there is only one white bone here. If an amazing figure can come here, he will only sigh.

Ye Fan really didn't want to die like this. He said to himself, "What other cards can I use on my own initiative?"

He turned his whole body, golden Taoist scriptures, silver Yuantianshu, Bodhisattva "..., many treasures, except for the dried seed of the unicorn, it is difficult to save his life at this time.

"Ding"

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and a clear small stone fell to the ground. It was only as big as a knuckle, flowing with colorful light, very crystal and beautiful.

"Little girl......" Seeing this little stone, Ye Fan suddenly thought of an unknown and pitiful little girl.

His heart moved, and he put the colorful stones into the palm of his hand as a magic medicine to absorb the essence. With the sound of "brushing", a seven-color light sank into his body.

"This is", Ye Fan was surprised. He felt comfortable all over and had a lot more strength.

He could hardly believe all this. What kind of stone is this? How can there be such a pure life? He continued to absorb it, and one nose after another rushed into his body.

Ye Fan finally sat up and regained some strength. He looked at this small stone incredulously. It was not an immortal medicine, but had a strong essence of life.

"The little stone given to him at the critical moment saved his life, otherwise he would have no strength to stand up.