Chapter 689 The Ancient Ark

Chapter 489 The Ancient Ark

I don't know how many years of an ancient ship has existed. It is dim and mottled with rust. It lies ahead and is about to meet.

However, it has a trace of bō movement, like the breath of life, which surprised Ye Fan quite a lot. At least a hundred thousand years later, how can there be living things?

The mother of all things fell. He sacrificed the tripod and hung it above his head, covering him tightly like a rain curtain. Then he held the black gourd and faced it solemnly.

The nine dragon corpses did not react at all, and the huge bronze coffin was still floating, silent and without any change.

In the dark and cold front, the Zijin ancient ship finally approached, came to the front of him, and would pass by him. The ancient weapon scars on it recorded an unknown past.

In the past, that battle must have happened in the star domain. At least ancient sage-level characters participated in the battle, otherwise they could not go to the depths of the universe at all.

Ye Fan was a little moved. The former owner of such an ancient ship must be extremely powerful, but it was beaten like this. Maybe there will be a big secret.

"I'm about to miss it. That wisp of bō is still the same. Should I board it to have a look?"

There was no danger, and the wisp of bō was not very strong, which made him restless and wanted to see what was going on.

The vast sky is vast. It is difficult for him to find anything related to the civilization of life when he crosses like this. It is a miracle to see such a ship in the dark universe.

"Henreds of thousands of years have passed, and there may not be living things, nor is it the movement of life..." Ye Fan thought carefully and felt that it might be alive.

This ancient ship is worth landing. It is likely to be a big hideaway, involving ancient saints. Any artifact is priceless!

At the moment when he was about to miss it, Ye Fan took action and made a magic drill in the palm of his hand. Helian lian to the huge and magnificent old warship to let it walk with the dragon corpse.

There was still no reaction, there was no sound in the warship, no call, no bōlan, and it was dead.

Ye Fan did not land immediately, but waited for a long time. The hull was parallel to the copper coffin. It was impossible to say who changed whose trajectory. There was no sense of orientation in this dark universe.

From a close observation, Ye Fan can see the grandeur and ancientity of this warship. Ye Fan feels that it has been hundreds of thousands of years.

This kind of purple gold is extraordinary. It is refined into divine gold, which is fundamentally different from what we usually see. It is injected with a kind of divine power, engraved with immortal lines, so that it has been kept until now.

"This is also the worst way for ancient saints to refine the hereditary holy soldiers, although they are about to be destroyed by being beaten."

The hull is dilapidated, the sword marks are holes, and there are one scar after another. This is a war that happened in the depths of the universe. Just thinking about it makes people throbbing, and the past is fascinating.

Ye Fan tried to find out his mind and detect it, but he was surprised to find that this ancient ship could stop his powerful consciousness and could not peep through it.

After another half an hour, he was sure that the danger was very dangerous, so he boarded the ship, entered the dilapidated cabin, and explored the ruins.

"bō move, it's right in front of you!"

The cabin is vast, like a huge palace, with all kinds of palaces and ancient secret rooms inside, which can't be seen at a glance.

It's not like a boat, but like a fairy house, vast and boundless, with everything. He even saw a dry field.

Of course, there has been no grass in it, and the spirits have turned into ashes. A divine bead hangs on the field, but it is also cracked, and the aura is about to dissipate.

Time is the most terrible power. Everything can be worn out, and in the end, it can't escape its liquidation.

bō beat like water, just in front of him. Ye Fan's heart tightened, holding a black gourd, hanging the mother's spirit tripod of everything, and walked over step by step.

A human skull, snow-white and crystal, like the most perfect work of art in heaven, quietly in an ancient hall, motionless, emitting a soft light.

bō's move was actually made by her, which shocked Ye Fan, not the so-called living body.

"This speed..."

However, he was immediately shocked. This skull is very special, and the Taoist bō movement is natural and approachable.

"The skull of the saint!" He was surprised to find out this fact.

No wonder hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the skull is still moving, and it is still immortal. This is left by an ancient saint.

Transform the Tao, naturally melt your body, return to the nature of heaven, only one or two of the hardest bones that are difficult to melt will be left.

It is such a skull. It can be imagined that its preciousness can be refined into an invincible holy soldier, with an immortal god

"This is the skull of an nv..." Ye Fan said to himself.

An ancient saint, from the shape of his skull, can restore part of his appearance. Such a divine beauty must be a peerless beauty.

"There is text..."

Ye Fan saw several lines of beautiful iǎ characters in this ancient cabin, engraved on the copper wall next to the skull, condensing Taoist rhyme like the skull, because it was made by the saint.

"The ancient divine text!" Ye Fan was surprised that this ancient script was passed down as the common language of all races in ancient times, and even the human race used it.

He recognized it carefully, because he had asked two ancient people to translate the Sun Sutra, so he also learned some ancient characters, which could be recognized more or less.

After reading it, he probably understood the meaning, and his heart was extremely shocked, mentioning a person--no beginning.

"It turns out that even in later generations, there are human beings using divine texts."

In the vast universe, the eternity is boundless, the darkness is boundless, and the nv saint is shocked. He has seen a supreme figure called Wushi, and he admires it in his heart.

However, the beginningless emperor appeared for a moment, accompanied her for a journey, passed a trick to her, and then disappeared, and returned to her hometown.

When you see this, Ye Fan's shock can be imagined. There are indeed other sources of life in this dead universe. Ancient China and the Big Dipper are not the only ones.

The beginningless emperor has been to other ancient stars, and he also had a jiā set with a nv, which surprised Ye Fan quite a lot. If the Black Emperor knew, he would definitely look up to the sky and roar.

nv saint entered the boundless star domain, wanted to find the opportunity to prove the Tao, and wanted to see the beginning again, but the vast universe, she didn't know where the way forward was.

In her cognition, there are only a few sources of life in the whole universe. She just tried her best to find it, but after all, it was still hopeless.

And after her cultivation reached the top, she finally failed to go further and could not prove the Tao. Finally, she sat in the starry sky and died alone.

"A strange nv who admires the beginning and died in the starry sky like this."

"The beginningless emperor sits in the purple mountain. He won't know that there was a nv who once pursued him like this, otherwise with his unparallable magic power, it may be necessary to pass the nv holy way."

"Did the beginningless emperor really die in the ancient emperor's mountain?"

Every time he thinks of no beginning, he will think of the bells of Zishan, and he retreats four or five ancient imperial soldiers, which is simply unimaginable.

"How many sources of life are there in this vast universe?" Ye Fan looked carefully, and then there was another shock. In the last paragraph, nv saint mentioned the ancient road of the starry sky. Unfortunately, when she found the ancient road, there was not much life and could not be pursued.

nv Shengyu saw the ancient ship before she sat down, but she failed to explore it and turned into a Tao. She was just a latecomer.

This skull is priceless, but Ye Fan doesn't want to blasphrobate. If one day he can really return to the Big Dipper, he can consider bringing it to Zishan.

Suddenly, when his hand approached the crystal skull, he felt extremely cold, cold and piercing, as strong as his body.

"Ding"

When the skull was held up, a yù fell down, but an inch long, like a curved moon, clear and moist, at first glance, it was the beloved thing of nv saint.

The piercing chill is exactly what it emits, but it can freeze and crack people's souls. If it weren't for Ye Fan, if it weren't for another monk, it would have mostly become an ice sculpture.

"It's too holy power!"

Ye Fan's eyes showed two divine light, endured the pain of extreme cold, put yù in the palm of his hand, and carefully observed. Only by cultivating the true scriptures can he refine this sacred power.

"It's just a fall, how can you send out too much holy power?"

He poked out his mind and wanted to fall into the master yù, but he was immediately pricked by a needle, headache yù cracked, and the holy power in the ancient yù was even more horrible!

"Will the secret given to her by the Wushi Emperor fall in yù?" He had such a bold idea.

Finally, Ye Fan put away the skull and yù fall and continued to walk forward. The ancient cabin was vast and boundless, and there were many places to explore.

On the way, he saw pieces of scrap copper and iron. There is no doubt that he must have been the treasures of divine soldiers many years ago.

The battle in those years was very fierce, and the ancient cabin was full of traces of destruction. There were no white bones, only some bone powder, bō and extremely wide.

"It's not the human race..."

Ye Fan also found some fragmented scales in the bone powder, and a few divine feathers, buried in the bones, which is a very powerful alien.

Not long after, he came to a magnificent temple, his eyes trembled, and finally saw a humanoid bone powder, and there was a section of finger bone retained and did not melt.

"For hundreds of thousands of years, or even further away, it can still leave a piece of finger bone, which was incredibly powerful in life."

Sadly, Ye Fan was shocked. There was a handwriting under the bone powder, which was still a divine text. He squatted down and observed carefully, and saw the words "Starry Sky Ancient Road" again.

"I found the ancient road of the starry sky, guiding to..." At this point, the handwriting suddenly stopped and failed to write it down. The man seemed to have died of exhaustion.

"What a pity!" Ye Fan sighed softly.

Soon after, he finally approached the central area of the ancient ship. When he pushed away a copper, he suddenly touched a dusty and mysterious place.

In the eyes, it is crystal clear, row by row, like a coffin, there are dozens of divine sources!

"God, so much!"

Even if Ye Fanjing is widely seen, he can't help exclaiming that there are more than 40 pieces of divine sources, each of which can have two or three directions, and there is an ancient creature sealed inside.

He was really suppressed, and even there were so many in the dragon's nest. What kind of power is this? If they are all ancient kings, it is enough to deter the ancient and modern, which is frightening!

"No!"

Ye Fan soon found the abnormality. There were so many divine source blocks in the same cabin, but there was no magic power at all, and there was no dazzling luminance. On the contrary, it was a little dim.

"This is... The jīnghua of the divine source has been exhausted, and there is only an empty shell left!"

This scene is even more frightening, exhausting the divine source. What kind of disaster has the ancient creatures in it experienced? How many years have they been floating in the universe?

"Are they all ancient kings? Are they all dead? Their blood bones and weapons are priceless!"

The National Day Golden Week is about to pass. Brothers and sisters have a good time. There is more on the last day of the double monthly ticket. Continue to call for support.

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