Chapter 1082 Chaos

The bright and sharp tip of the gun flashed dark gold luster, with shocking blood dripping, with a head nailed on it, and the black hair was glued into a tamp of blood.

Wang Teng looked fierce. His eyes were endlessly cold and blood red, full of unwillingness. He made a fluctuation of consciousness and roared: "You can't get the ancient scriptures, let alone the ancient imperial scriptures. I won't leave it to you even if I die. As for the foreword secrets in the nine secrets

He shouted, roared, and his mind was confused. The magic lines on his forehead became clearer and clearer, making him look like he had lost his appearance. His head was covered with black light, and there was an inexplicable creature to be born.

Ye Fan flicked his fingers, the golden fairy light was dotted, and the black light was scattered. The thunder in his palm of his hand was rumbled, and he wanted to forcibly ingest Wang Teng's yuan spirit to watch.

"You are no longer pure Wang Teng, but the combination of your original resentment and immortality, the broken mark of the mountain. Instead of living in such pain, life is better than death, and it is better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Ye Fan recited the true scriptures, to save Wang Teng, at least to remove the mysterious mark, which made him feel a little uneasy.

"I'm immortal... Void Emperor, I'm endless with you!" A beast-like roar rushed out of Wang Teng's mind, and the whole skull was cracked.

Ye Fan was fearless and recited the scriptures. He was not worried about the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. If it were really like this, Wang Teng would have been controlled long ago, not so.

From this point of view, it's just a wisp of evil thoughts, and a piece of broken spiritual imprint can't turn over any wind and waves!

"Kill, kill, kill..." Wang Teng kept roaring in his mouth, making a cold magic sound, and an indescribable secret art came out.

The black light rises from its heavenly spirit cover and condenses into a magic fetus. The whole body is dark, with wind and thunder wings on the back, the ancestral dragon horns on the head, and chaotic light on the feet, which is quite powerful!

"It has been killed by the Void Emperor for more than 100,000 years. It's just a trace of regret. I don't know who I am. Destroy it as soon as possible!"

Ye Fan said coldly, reciting the human scriptures, the whole body emitted infinite light, and became more and more sacred and peaceful. Those black clouds suddenly collapsed and continued to melt.

"Ah..." Wang Teng shouted with the shadow.

"Bun"

Ye Fan was shocked. This head cracked. He suddenly ingested the yuan god and wanted to read through his memory. This is a priceless immortal burial, inherited by the emperor, and there are nine secrets.

"I won't let you do what you want!" Wang Teng shouted, and the whole yuan god exploded and burned brightly.

Ye Fan seized it and did not hesitate to suppress it with sacred artifacts, but it was very strange. His yuan spirit was difficult to control, and the burning became more and more powerful, even if it was cut off or cut off.

"You can't get it, the first word secret to cultivate the yuan god, you can't control me, hahaha... The nine secrets are lost, and it will last for all ages!"

Ye Fan tried his best to stop his god from disappearing. The secret of the word "front" is very relevant. It is the supreme method of cultivating the primordial god, which can sense the crisis in advance.

If it hadn't been for the green fairy tripod in his body, he could have blinded the secret of the sky, otherwise he would have been deduced. Maybe Wang Teng could rely on the foreword secret prediction and not come here to intercept.

"Hahaha... You will never get the first word secret. Come with me to the end!" Wang Teng's yuan god turned into a firelight and disappeared inch by inch.

If a person wants to die, no one can stop it, especially the yuan god, which can't be imprisoned and practiced a thousand words of secret. His yuan god is extremely special. Ye Fan is difficult to seal it, and he almost let him escape several times.

At the same time, the black magic fetus with wind and thunder wings and stepped on the chaotic light was also struggling to escape.

Ye Fan's nine secrets were displayed, and all kinds of wonderful skills came out. He suppressed him on the spot, and then watched Wang Teng's yuan god again.

"It's over!"

Wang Teng shouted, and the magic tire moved like him. At the same time, he struggled violently, and then burst with a bang.

"It's over!" Ye Fan's heart was half cold. There were secret treasures in their yuan gods, all of which exploded, and the sacred weapons could not be imprisoned, which almost hit him hard.

The black arrow emitted dark light, blocking the energy storm. He only cut off some fragments of the halm, and all those lights were annihilated.

"Hateful!"

Wang Teng's shape is extinguished. Between Ye Fan's palms, there are only a dozen branded pieces. It's useless to search carefully. It's just miscellaneous thoughts.

"Return to ancient art, reunite and know the sea!" Ye Fan showed his hands and performed the only secret method in the Vedic Sutra.

The fragments of consciousness that traveled in heaven and earth condensed, but unfortunately there was still nothing to find, which made him sigh for a long time, and he was really helpless.

"Wait a minute, let me have a try." An Miao came with grace, and the ancient green lamp on his shoulder sprinkled out the faint Buddha light, illuminating here and giving birth to a world of sea knowledge.

"Beiyuan, in a big Gobi, there is a divine lake, which is the deepest thing to remember, and there is nothing else." An Miaoyi said.

She restored it with Buddhism, and only got these things. No matter how difficult it was to follow, the ancient lights of the green lanterns swayed.

"Forget it, you can't force it. Maybe the nine secrets are destined to be scattered, and it will take time to collect all of them." Ye Fan didn't believe that the pre-word secret would really cut off the inheritance.

"Have a good care!" An Miaoyi is far away, and after all, it is necessary to separate.

Ye Fan nodded and saw her disappear into the sky.

The Golden Ancient War Temple and the Golden War Sword are rare secret weapons, which are difficult to destroy. Ye Fan can't estimate the level. This is a sealed thing, and Wang Teng has never opened it all the time.

"It's just the lack of a car for transportation, which is really good." Ye Fan threw the golden sword on the car and put it away together. This chariot and sword are most suitable for battlefield killing and melee.

Ye Fan walked in the western desert for half a month, watched dozens of ancient temples, and finally came to Xumi Mountain. He did not go forward, but just watched from afar.

This is a mysterious and holy mountain, like a piece of gold. From a distance, it is bright and steams up a large area of fairy light.

I don't know how much of the power of faith flows there, pure and holy, turning into one light after another, and finally condensing together into countless rivers, drowning the place.

Mount Xumi is huge and boundless, but it has more faith. It covers the whole mountain range, like jumping the sea to cover the sky, and the vast area makes the mountains like islands.

In the distance, you can't see the Great Leiyin Temple. You can see the towering mountain, which is not only a few thousand feet. It is towering into the sky, golden and holy, and all kinds of spiritual birds dance like fairyland.

In the end, Ye Fan went away and did not climb the mountain, because in this place, he was restless and did not believe in Buddha. If he entered the mountain, it would be harmful to his body.

Amitabha Buddha is amazing in ancient and modern times. Not to mention the most mysterious emperor, he is almost the same. Who knows what he left behind? Ye Fan doesn't want to be provoked.

"Goodbye, Ximo!"

Ye Fan went away, stepped into the domain gate, crossed the void, and went straight to the Beiyuan. He was a little heartless about the ancient scriptures of the chaotic ancient emperor.

Luotian wasteland, with overgrown wormwood, is a desolate grassland, located in the northeast of the northern plains. People's smoke is rare, and it may not be penetrated for tens of thousands of years.

In this place, there are wolves in groups, and whine can be heard every moonlit night.

The bright moon hangs high, the Sirius roars the moon in the distance, and a silver-white giant wolf can be dozens of feet tall, swallowing the moonlight and shouting.

Ye Fan walked alone, carrying a long black gun, killed many monsters and ghosts along the way, and came to this wasteland.

He is looking for a place - the ancient Gobi, which has a divine lake.

"Finally arrived... right ahead."

The silver giant wolf was shocked and turned into a silver flame and escaped. Ye Fan walked forward and saw a Gobi, hidden at the end of the grassland.

In the early morning, there was a mist. In the depths of a Gobi, he found the Divine Lake, steaming colorful clouds and shining brightly.

A crane sings long, spread its wings and cracks in the sky, rushes up from a cliff, turns into a fairy light and flies to the ground, unfathomable depth.

"It's you... the powerful human body." The crane spit out people's words and stood on the lakeside of the gods. His wings were as white as jade, shining brightly.

"I killed Wang Teng!" Ye Fan had already heard that there was a crane sheltering Wang Teng, who rescued him from the rest of the Son of the Light.

"I already know that his soul lamp has gone out, and I feel his death on my body again. Everything is doomed." The crane sighed and did not mean to take action.

Ye Fan looked at this aura and watched it carefully.

The crane opened his mouth and said, "When he was a child, I brought him here to inherit the ancient emperor, but it was a pity that there was a fairy seedling. After being defeated in your hands, the origin of the soul is stained by the mark of the Undead Mountain. Even if you are not defeated in your hands, it is doomed to be difficult to achieve.

Lao He lamented that Wang Teng was cultivated by it after all, and now that he knows his death, he can't help sighing.

"I want to know, is the ancient emperor really another life of the cruel emperor?" Ye Fan asked. There are rumors in the world that the ancient emperor is a certain life after the birth of the cruel man, because his secret of beheading me is very similar to the skill of the cruel man.

"No." Lao He shook his head and directly denied it.

The chaotic ancient emperor's life was bumpy, many defeats, many times discouraged, depressed, but he had a great opportunity, seemed to be cruel to some of his skills, and got some of the secrets of the Void Emperor. Later, after a hundred failures, he was born to a magic fetus, and then participated in the creation.

"Other emperors are invincible all their lives. Only the chaotic ancient emperors have been defeated all the way. They were almost beaten and lost their Taoist hearts, and their spirits were about to collapse in the end." The crane said.

In ancient times, the cocoon was reborn, the magic fetus was great, and finally turned everything around, defeated all the opponents in the past, and reached the top alone.

The northern region is vast and sparsely populated, and there has been only this emperor since ancient times.

The evidence of the ancient emperor was very bumpy. He said that he had been defeated all the way, which seemed to be nothing, but the process was very cruel. Life and death, his lover died, his relatives died tragically, his master was killed, and his friends were all destroyed. All kinds of tragedies were difficult for outsiders to know. It was Because of unwillingness, we must work hard!

"I'm here, you can understand." Ye Fan said.

"If you come for the inheritance of the chaotic emperor, I'm afraid you will be disappointed. The underground palace has been closed, and no one can open it for thousands of years, unless the emperor comes." Old Crane Road.

Ye Fan frowned and was unwilling.

"I didn't find a descendant for the ancient emperor. I feel guilty. After thousands of years, I will definitely choose the most outstanding heir to make up for my mistakes." Speaking of this, the old crane spread his wings and sacrificed a fast ancient wood. He was half a foot long and gave it to Ye Fan. He said, "This may contain the secret of the pre-word, which is left for you to understand. It was brought back by Wang Teng from the eastern wilderness when he was a teenager. I don't want the inheritance of

Ye Fan took over and made a big gift seriously. Although Lao He trained Wang Teng, he was very fair and did not protect his shortcomings. Everything was considered from the big way.

"The blue gold that fell from the ancestral hall of the Ji family is stained with the blood of the Void Emperor, which is not as small..." The old crane spread his wings, and a strange and terrible blue gold appeared in the void!