Chapter 1513 Emperor's Blood Burning

A magic light across the scorched earth, exactly more like a firelight, with a dark light in the dark red, which looks very evil and horrible, making the void distorted.

In the flame, there are human figures one after another, emitting a blazing light, struggling, twisting, and fighting angrily.

What kind of creature is this? After thousands of disasters, it has survived since ancient times, and has lived to the present? It really shakes people's hearts.

There is no doubt that this magic light has existed since ancient times and has never been extinguished. For tens of thousands of years, these humanoid creatures have always been bound here, struggling and roaring, which has to be shocking.

Even Ye Fan was in a daze for a while. There are any creatures that can live for such a long time. Up to now, there seems to be only one answer--fairy!

No wonder the great saint who came here for the first time lost his voice and exclaimed, suspected to be several robbed immortals.

"Immortals, do they really exist in the world? Are they bound by others? What kind of cultivation can do it?" The porcelain doll and several young people trembled.

If they hadn't stood in Ye Fan's golden sanctuary, they would not be able to withstand the pressure at all, and their bodies would have been blown up long ago. Even if ordinary saints would crack in front of the magic light, only the great saint could appear here.

"What do Taoist friends think?" Hun Tuo Dasheng opened his mouth and asked Ye Fan.

As in the past, he did not leave a few more marks on his face. He looked very ordinary and dressed casually. He was similar to the old human farmer and had a simple charm.

"Naturally, it's not a fairy." Ye Fan said.

On this side of the battlefield, there are ** great saints, old patriarchs of the ancient clan, and several people from outside the country. At present, it is the peak of Beidou and can overlook all sentient beings.

They had no hostility or goodwill for Ye Fan's arrival, and they were all indifferent. Stand aside.

People with this status naturally do not need to condescending themselves. All performance can be based on their own heart, and they also have this kind of strength. I know that Ye Fan has an imperial weapon. Don't be angry, as long as you don't provoke.

Hearing Ye Fan's conclusion, almost everyone nodded. Except for the unknown situation of the people who have just arrived here, as long as they watch it carefully for a long time, they will naturally not believe that it is a fairy.

If the emperor is angry, the sky will collapse and the earth will crack. All sentient beings will be destroyed, and everything will be destroyed.

not to let alone immortals, if there are really a few tied here, such an angry struggle, I'm afraid not only this scorched earth will be blown up, but also this small world and Zhongzhou will be split.

What the hell is this? Everyone has their own answer in their hearts. Some people think it is a divine idea. It is an immortal will that manifests here.

Some people also think that this may be a divine thought and is imprisoned here by a special force.

There is no doubt. The latter conjecture is very crazy. Generally, the existence of the ancient emperor and the emperor can give birth to that kind of evil spirit. It is too amazing to be together.

Ye Fan searched carefully and watched it carefully. He did not find the god of the immortal emperor in those years. He believed the former guess even more.

"Roar..."

In the dark red flame, there was a roar, and the shocked Dashengdu's qi and blood surged, and his body shook. Ye Fan hurriedly supported the Golden Holy Land a little. Protect a few young people.

"What a strong will. The endless years have been worn out to the weakest state. It's really appalling to be like this."

Everyone sighed that these humanoid creatures are frightening. Even if it is not as weak as it used to be, if it is enough to escape, it is enough to make the Great Sage fight.

"This must have been left by the ancient emperor, otherwise others could not have such a strong will." A great saint from outside the country said that he had twelve pairs of golden wings, and he didn't know what kind of raptor he belonged to.

Everyone nodded, and the residual fluctuations were so powerful that they could only be the supreme of ancient times.

"What do Taoist friends think this dark red magic light is?" Hun Tuo Dasheng asked Ye Fan, who was completely peer-level, very serious and sincere.

Thinking about the past, such a figure is so high that he is so powerful that he has to retreat from the realm of the saint, not to mention Ye Fan, who has not been sanctified in the past.

Now everything is different. The little monks in the past have grown up enough to make the Great Sage afraid. Everyone needs to be treated carefully and seriously.

"It looks like blood is burning." Ye Fan said.

"Yes, I think so with several Taoist friends. I'm here to verify it this time." Hun Tuo Dasheng nodded.

Several juniors, including the porcelain doll, held their breath, stood behind Ye Fan, listened carefully, and dared not disturb the dialogue of this group of strong people.

This is not a person in the same world as them. Where can I see them on weekdays? Ye Fan brings porcelain dolls and so on today to learn, which is completely a kind of doting.

Hun Tuo took out a paper bag. When he opened it, it turned out to be black soil, emitting a creepy smell, which surprised the great saint outside the country and couldn't help but retreat.

"It is said that this is the blood of an ancient emperor spilled into the soil. After the essence dissipated, it became what it is now." Hun Tuo Dasheng said, with a gentle scolding in his mouth, shooting out one by one, dragging the soil into the magic light in front of him.

"Boom!"

The whole world trembled, the heaven and the earth seemed to collapse, and the dark red flame burned violently, even more blazing.

However, near the black soil, there was a surprise. It suffered great rejection. The dark red flame liquefied and turned into strands of blood mist, which was amazing.

This is the confrontation between the residual blood of the emperor-level strong man and the ancient emperor's blood mud!

Everyone couldn't help but retreat and realized that the speculation was correct, and it was really a great emperor-level blood burning.

"So, are these humanoids the immortal imprints contained in the blood?"

"That's good, but that's it."

Everyone sighed that the ancient supreme was too powerful, and the branded marks left by the residual blood were so horrible. How terrible it would be if the real body was born.

"Does anyone want to go inside to see what's going on?" The Great Sage of Hun Tuo asked.

Everyone was suddenly silent. For so many years, no one has been able to walk in. This magic light is blocking the front, which is really shocking. Who dares to take risks? You can only watch and deduce from the periphery.

"I borrowed the imperial weapon this time, and I want to find out what's going on. Is anyone willing to go on the road together?" Hun Tuo said.

As soon as he said this, the five or six great saints immediately retreated far enough from him, like avoiding the plague god, and did not want to get involved.

Over the years, the extraterritorial saints have already understood the world clearly, and have analyzed some powerful figures.

Their positioning of Hun Tuo is a mourning star. Even persuading to fight can persuade several great saints to die. This kind of person is not intentional, but born with a bad spirit.

In fact, combined with past cases, people believe that he is the latter. A natural misery bad luck. If you provoke too much, there will be a big problem.

Some people have checked ancient books all over the world, saying that this is a special fate, born miserable, bad luck, but in the end it will fall on others. In this way, he can alleviate his own crime.

Naturally, the Great Sage does not believe in these. The more powerful the monk is, the more he believes in himself. How can he believe these nonsense, but he can't stand the tragic things happening together, and naturally regards him as a black crow.

Now, he holds the imperial weapon, which is even more dangerous.

"It seems that only my little friend and I are the same person." Hun Tuo said, looking at Ye Fan.

Because he is the only one who hasn't moved. Everyone else moved 800 feet away, and even several old patriarchs of the ancient clan were finally far away. Ye Fan was speechless for a while.

The porcelain doll is about to cry. He kept his mouth shut and pulled the corners of Ye Fan's clothes hard, so that he must not agree. For so many years, even these children have heard of Hun Tuo's glorious past, like thunder.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Okay, I'm willing to go for a walk."

As soon as they heard this, the porcelain dolls waited for their little faces to be white. They really didn't want to get too close to this declining god, and even the great saints were cursed to death. Their lives are more delicate.

"Akay, the magic light over there is almost out. Let's go from there." Hun Tuo said.

Ye Fan walked behind and kept a certain distance from him. After all, he is a senior of the ancient clan, and his strength is extremely strong. And with the imperial weapon in hand, I have to guard against it.

Of course, he is not so afraid. He also has imperial weapons. At worst, he can escape without fear.

On this side, the magic light is indeed about to go out. Only a cluster of weak flames is beating, but it keeps moving forward.

It has been burned for hundreds of thousands of years, or even millions of years. This kind of blood has not dried yet, which is enough to show that it is terrible, and no one will be careful.

Declined Huntuo took out the imperial weapon. This is a gourd, which is navy blue, like a real plant, not refined, and the gourd's mouth sprays chaotic air out.

This is the ancestor of the primitive lake, which is the famous extreme imperial soldier of the Yuan Emperor.

Holding it, it emitted a soft light, and walked in the void to the depths of the forbidden land, avoiding the flames and humanoid marks.

Seeing this, Ye Fan took out the broken green bronze tripod, hung it on his head, held the fairy sword, and followed in. The porcelain doll and others were nervous and looking forward to it. They were cast a spell by Ye Fan, all turned down and held in the palm of their hand.

Behind, all the great saints' eyes were bright, staring at the green copper tripod. This is the legendary immortal weapon, the thing left by the emperor, and everyone's eyes are hot.

However, no one dares to act recklessly, because this is a killing star, and even Xumi Mountain was almost flattened. Now if he is not sure, who dares to take action?

The dark red flame is terrible. It has amazing lethality, and the green copper tripod is forced to shine. After all, it is the emperor's blood burning, although the essence is almost scattered.

Hun Tuo and Ye Fan were in danger. They walked through this magic light area and were about to get out of the dark red flame and avoid all humanoid branding.

During this period, the porcelain doll whispered and said, "Uncle Ye, he can kill people even if he persuades him to fight. Will it be more tragic to go in with him like this? They all say that he is a reincarnation of a declining god."

Although she is spreading the voice with divine thoughts, Hun Tuo He Xuren can fully understand it and turn around and show a kind smile: "The little doll is very cute, pink and jade carving, very similar to my former granddaughter. I will protect you in Beidou in the future."

As soon as the porcelain doll heard this, his little face turned white, and he was about to cry. He said, "I didn't hear it. I didn't hear anything. Please don't talk to me!"

"Hey hey..." Ye Fan smiled and smiled.

They passed through this area safely and came to the deepest part of the forbidden place. They immediately felt a more horrible air machine. At this moment, the green copper tripod was shining brightly, and it was many times brighter than just now.

"This is..." Even Hun Tuo was shocked and opened his eyes wide.

"Is this the end?" Ye Fan's golden blood was boiling all over, and he looked at everything in front of him in shock. ( To be continued...)

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