Chapter 690 Thousand-Handed Gods and Demons

The copper ancient ship is dim, full of rust, dilapidated and old. There are 43 divine sources in the central ancient cabin, all of which are exhausted.

"Is the ancient king dead?" Ye Fan's heart was full of ups and downs. Every ancient king's magic power was boundless, calling for wind and rain, and omnipotent. One of their weapons can be amazing.

If you don't reach the realm of ancient saints, you can't compete with the ancient king at all. If there are dozens of ancient soldiers sealed in these divine sources, it will be scary just thinking about it.

Ye Fan observed carefully. The creatures in the divine source are very different. Some have dragon heads, some have nine eyes, some are like a phoenix, and some are as good as the human race..."

They all have a scary momentum. Although they are motionless and their lives are dry, the charm of the king is still terrible.

In addition, although they are not used to their posture, they also have one thing in common, that is, they are dry, like dry firewood, skin and bones, and they are exhausted.

Moreover, they are extremely old, and the folds of the skin do not look good, just like an old ghost who has lived for several generations.

"Each king not only exhausted two or three source blocks, but also consumed himself to the point of running out of oil. What have they experienced?"

Ye Fan was puzzled. Even if he was an ancient king, after dozens or even millions of years, he would not exhaust the divine source.

Do these ancient kings live longer? If you think about it like this, how old is the origin of life?

However, Ye Fan also thought of another possibility. Traveling in the star domain is extremely dangerous, and some ancient stars are mysterious and deprived of energy.

Perhaps, these ancient kings have experienced some terrible places and may have exhausted the divine source, and then there is no god to die of natural aging.

So many ancient kings, a whole ship of strong men, this must be something happened in the most glorious period of the Taigu people, sitting together.

"Go away. It takes energy to travel in the universe. There are some divine source blocks on me. Once I run out, I will follow in their footsteps." Ye Fan woke up.

In the silent universe, there is nothing to breathe except the dark and cold. If there is no source block, etc., you can only consume your own energy, and sooner or later you will be exhausted.

In the universe, only when you are close to some big stars can you catch the jīng gas, but most of the time it is in the dark and can only be consumed.

In this world, only by reaching the realm of saints can we forcibly take the original power of the universe in the dead sky and use it for ourselves. This is also the fundamental reason why only ancient saints can walk in the astral realm.

Ordinary people can't feel the free energy in the universe at all, let alone use it. There is no possibility.

"The divine source in my body can support my travel for many years, but there is no need to worry about it at present."

Ye Fan stared at these divine source blocks and pondered for a long time, and then tried to break a piece to cut out the body of the ancient king and their weapons.

In these people, any treasure is an unbelievable thing. God knows how to get together. There are so many!

"Kh"

With a soft sound, he cut a gap in the divine source shell of an ancient creature with an ancestral dragon head and a human body.

Not all ancient kings must have evolved to be exactly as old-fashioned as human beings, leaving their own unique characteristics.

This body is particularly heavy, and the divine source block is difficult to move. This is the ancient king's nails that can't wait to be heavier than the mountain.

The divine source block only cracked a crack, and a frightening air machine flowed out. Although the ancestral dragon's head was dry, it was still frightening, and the body was cracked.

Ye Fan mainly took a fancy to a pair of dragon horns. If he could come down, he could definitely sacrifice it into a pair of sacred objects. It seemed that there was no decay in the years, because the breath forced people, just like a knife.

"Chill"

Suddenly, there was another crack. Ye Fanshen was stunned. He did not continue to cut the source. Why did he make a sound automatically?

He is horrified. Is there anything he wants to come out by himself?

In this rest, he is really cold all over. With so many ancient kings, can't he never die yet?!

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Fan's scalp was pimples, and there was a burst of numbness. Muran's terrible travel in the starry sky, and he could encounter any strange things.

"Know"

This time, he heard it clearly. The voice came from the front, and it was not too far away. Immediately, he stood up and carried the black gourd over. Now it's better to do it first.

In the depths of this ancient cabin, there is also a treasure hall, in which there are three divine source blocks, standing on the high platform of the ancient hall like a god statue.

One of them is cracked, and there is an evil god-like existence in it, with red hair like blood, and there is a dry disk sitting in it, like a thousand-handed Buddha!

Of course, his appearance is far from that of Buddhist figures. His body is black. Except for the red hairè, every inch of his skin flashes black.

"Is this also a powerful ancient king?"

At the first sight, Ye Fan's heart sank. The three in this ancient hall are very strange and seem to be more salty!

And this hand-in-hand demon-like existence, there is actually a gas machine, which automatically cracks the divine source quickly. There is nothing more terrible than this.

"Buzz"

A strange sound, like a phoenix, and like a carp fluttering its wings, fluctuating horribly. A divine power drilled into Ye Fan's head to cut him open.

"Wives!"

The mother drama of everything was shocked, as if it had been hit by hundreds of millions of hammers, almost flew across the universe, rushed out hundreds of feet with Ye Fan, and hit the copper cabin.

If it hadn't been for the special material of this tripod, it would have been the sacred object of the ancient emperor, which was strong enough. Other weapons would have been broken with Ye Fan.

There is a living cow spirit!

An ancient Wangzu, he still has life and died without aging. What a terrible thing!

"Boom"

Ye Fan didn't care about three or seven or twenty-one, even if an emperor came, he also came to urge the black gourd, and the endless fire was burning.

Nineè fog silk melted the ancient chamber and became purpleè**, and the divine lines contained in it were stripped off and burned everything.

I have to say that the holy flame on the ninth floor of the fire field is amazing, and the heat energy is amazing. It turns the divine source shell of the demon god into ashes and burns it directly.

With a muffled hum, the ancient king of thousands of hands burned all over his body. After all, he had run out of oil, and even if there was a great divine power, he could not exert it.

was suddenly sealed by fire and suffered a kind of fire disaster!

However, this Bi Jing is an incredible existence. He can't even be liquidated by time. After a long time, he is still in the world.

He opened his mouth and inhaled, unexpectedly absorbed all the divine flame, and his burning body was extinguished, emitting a terrible power.

"What?!" Ye Fan was horrified. The fog could burn everything in the world, but in the face of a dry body, the ancient king who was about to perish could not work.

What a terrible existence this is? Ye Fan's black gourd can almost burn all the enemies in the world, but he can't face an ancient creature that is almost dead.

What's more terrible is that the thousand-handed god demon opened his eyes and began to refine the divine power of the flame, which he wanted to use for his own use to supplement his dry body.

In this endless universe, he doesn't know how many years he has been floating. The divine source is exhausted, his body is so old that he can no longer obtain the energy of travel. Only this birch can be caught at close range.

At the same time, his yuan god, who was about to be destroyed, forcibly divided into a wisp of divine thoughts and attacked Ye Fan again and again, trying to crush and seize everything about him.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Fan shouted. He turned the mother of all things upside down and exposed the spirit of the ancient saint, which was extremely scary, making the whole ancient temple collapse.

The thousand-handed god and demon seemed to be surprised. The dim eyes, which were almost dust, came out of two beams of light, quickly took the mind back, and sensed the danger.

He used to be invincible in heaven and earth, but now he is going to die. He can't even exert one in ten thousand of his strength, and it is impossible to fight against an ancient saint.

"Baby, please turn around and turn the gourd into a sword!"

At this moment, Ye Fan shouted, the black gourd moved strangely, swallowed a concentrated ancient universe, endless stars condensed, the star domain flashed, turned into a fairy sword and flew out.

"Puff"

The fairy sword cut off the head of the ancient king at once and rushed past. It was too fast.

Ye Fan didn't expect that after the last time, he drank casually, and the second time he succeeded, and the black gourd flew out of the divine training was invincible.

"Bone"

The head of the ancient ancestor king fell to the ground, but he turned, flew up again, took it back, and the wound was bloodless.

Ye Fan's heart was awe-inspiring. This ancient king could hardly move if he sat in the seven sons. And such a divine ability was really creepy. RA