Chapter 1526 The event ended

Shi Zhongxuan died and was killed in the wilderness. A powerful Holy Spirit was killed strongly in front of the Holy Body of the Human race for a long time!

This result, this scene, is frightening. This battle is like a thunderstorm, fierce and fast, and it ended too quickly.

Even Hun Tuo Dasheng could only open his mouth, and then sighed and said, "Alas!"

How many people can stand up and say that they can do it? It can be said that it is shocking and makes all the strong people silent.

It was not until a long time after the main characters left that the place was discussed and noisy.

Now there is a difficult problem in front of the world. How many people will be able to compete with Ye Fan in the future? This is no longer a worrying problem limited to the Big Dipper, but a headache for all ethnic groups outside the country.

"It seems that the legend is true. He is really invincible on the ancient road of the human race. In the future, he will have a place in the highest temple of the whole universe."

"The strongest of the human race has never fallen out of the top fifteen in Wanyu. In this way, he must be one of the strongest more than a dozen people in the future!"

Many people are talking, some are happy, and some are worried and want to stop Ye Fan's footsteps. This does not seem to be a problem between one or two clans.

But who can do it now? Unless a real quasi-emperor comes, it is difficult to accept him at all.

Princess Yueling did not stop Ye Fan after all. Even if Jiu Litu was with her, she did not take action. She sighed gently.

In the past, there was a duel in the Qinling Fairy Pool. If it is the enemy again today, it will be even more impossible to resolve in the future. At present, the potential shown by Ye Fan makes the immortal inheritance afraid.

If you want to deal with Ye Fan, it's the same for anyone. Unless you can kill him with one blow, if he leaves, there will be a great disaster in the future.

"I don't know if the old grievances can be successfully resolved in the future." She whispered to herself.

The grand event continued, and the ancient continent above the dark city became lively again. Although this battle was amazing, after all, it was just an episode to discuss the various regulations that will be opened by the immortal road.

"Congratulations, it seems that you have gained a lot on the ancient road of the human race, and your cultivation has made rapid progress, which has made the strong people in the heavens and the world furious."

Surrounded by clouds and fog, in a gazebo, Huo Lin'er said to Ye Fan while drinking Wudao tea, with a charming smile on her face.

"You must have also taken an ancient road. When you return to your ancestral land, you will naturally enter a vast starry sky, and the harvest will not be small." Ye Fan smiled.

"It seems that I also need to enter the starry sky." Jiang Yifei said, sighing gently, as if he had some emotion.

"Brother Jiang's cultivation is profound and unpredictable, which is enough to be proud of the heroes. The divine body of your clan was easily defeated a long time ago, and there have been rumors that you are the parent-child of Emperor Hengyu. I don't know if it's true or not. Ji Ziyue's face showed small dimples, her big eyes were shining, and she asked.

Everyone's eyes focused on him seriously. Many people were curious and there were rumors that the portrait left by Jiang Yifei and Emperor Hengyu was almost the same!

Jiang Yifei shook his head when he heard the words, sighed, and said, "Sertains of our clan were almost killed in the most terrible dark turmoil."

Everyone was in awe and thought of those legends that the emperor of the Jiang family shed his last blood for the human race, calmed down the dark turmoil, and exchanged for the peace of the human race.

The darkest years in ancient times are unbearable to look back. It was the most tragic period. The mountains and rivers collapsed, and too many heroes died without light.

Some people were originally brilliant and could illuminate the universe, but they died prematurely and died in the turmoil.

Ji Ziyue flashed her big eyes and heard a little clue from it. Jiang Yifei said that almost all the emperors of their family were killed. Obviously, someone else survived.

"Only one person left alone, but he was mortal, saying that he was going to find a period of cause and effect and disappeared from the world." Jiang Yifei said calmly.

Longma and others curse, the initiators of the dark turmoil are too cruel, harming others and themselves.

Not far away, the Dark Bodhisattva drank by himself and looked up to drink a glass of wine. He had not enjoyed it for a long time. His pale face showed a trace of aftertaste. He took a look here and said, "If that's dark turmoil, then this era is even a dark world."

As soon as he said this, all the monks nearby were cold. Now everyone who came into contact with him has doubted his identity and roughly guessed the origin.

"The natural selection, the supreme has no choice!" Dark Bodhisattva drank three glasses of wine, then stood up, turned around and left without any hesitation.

These brainless words made everyone feel cold, and they were more worried about the future, especially those who knew their identity, and their hearts suddenly sank.

Ye Fan looked solemn and sighed gently. This is a prosperous era. After waiting for the ages, all the strongest people in the heavens and the world will come. When the major lives go in, they will also be broken. The accumulation from ancient times to the present will bloom in this life. How will it end? Maybe it will be very cruel, beyond everyone's imagination!

Soon after, [Zhong] someone from Yangtianque asked Ye Fan to go over and discuss everything on the road to becoming an immortal.

Everyone was surprised. Even the great saints valued him so much that they could not avoid him and made him have to participate in it. This can be said to be a great honor.

Fenghuang was surprised. It was the first time for these older people to take the initiative to invite the younger generation in.

On thought, he did have enough qualifications, not to mention his combat strength. The organization of Heaven alone is enough. How amazing it is to dare to destroy Mount Xumi. It is enough to rank among the top forces in the world, and he is the leader.

Soon after, Huo Liner, Jiang Yifei, Yueling Princess, Fenghuang and other immortal successors were also invited to enter the [Zhong] Yangtianque.

Representatives of all ethnic groups have spoken and wanted to make some constitutions that are beneficial to their own families, but it is too difficult to reach an agreement. The disputes are endless. During this period, another great saint turned against each other and went out to fight, and a tragedy occurred.

As for the duel of the saints, there are more. On this day, blood cases occurred near the ancient continent from time to time, and there was chaos.

This grand event lasted for half a month, far exceeding people's expectations, but the result broke up unhappily. Except for a limited consensus, all the rest were rejected.

It can be said that this conference was very unsuccessful and did not get the due effect. All ethnic groups were not satisfied. They planned to make an appointment to discuss it again.

There is no doubt that the stronger the inheritance, the stronger it will not back down.

At the same time, through this conference, the Beidou heroes also had a bad feeling. The extraterritorial saints are just the vanguard troops, just pathfinders, and the leaders of all regions have not left!

"The emperor of the Jinwu clan is destined not to be the only quasi-emperor. There must be a few more!" This is the consensus of the people.

As for the half-step quasi-emperor, and the ancestral weapons of all ethnic groups, it is also doomed to show that the future is bound to be very cruel.

On the last day of the conference, the void mirror spontaneously glowed on the periphery of the Undead Mountain, sending out thousands of immortal light, a burst of ups and downs, and then disappeared and broke into the southern region.

The conference was over, and finally it came to an end and failed to meet people's wishes.

Ji Ziyue was forcibly taken away by the great saint of the Ji family, because the people of the immortal mountain were born for fear that she would have an accident.

Ye Fan and she agreed to visit Ji's house for a period of time and then went north. He was ready to go to Yaochi to see the nine-headed stone, which kept him unable to let him down.

Along the way to the north, the natural path is Zishan. In the face of this ancient imperial mountain, he has endless emotions in his heart. Too many mysteries are buried in it. No one can tell what the end of the beginningless emperor is.

Enter the fairyland, or is it really completely sitting?

Here, he thought of many people and silently lit some incense candles to worship Zhang Lin, the fifth generation of Yuan Tianshi.

I still remember that in the early morning after the success of the war and the destruction of the God Valley, Zhang Lin's ancestor died in the brilliant morning glow. He said goodbye to the saint Yang Yi, with a smile and with the unique charm of outstanding people. He passed away freely and turned into a light rain, leaving a period of glory and sadness.

That is one of the most unforgettable memories in Ye Fan's life. Up to now, I feel sour when I think about it. Master Zhang Lin and King Jiang Taixu are the two people he respect most.

Master Zhang Lin is a real hero. His elegant demeanor is unique enough to make people lose color. Although the fate is bad, the brilliant light is enough to dissipate all the shadows.

Ye Fan stopped for a long time, and then went to an abandoned stone village on the other side of Zishan. There were some tombstones here. Fifth Master Zhang was finally buried in the hometown where he once lived. He worshipped here silently and didn't get up and leave until a long time later.

"When will the beginningless scriptures in the Purple Mountain be born again?"

And the beginningless clock, as if it is always in a semi-resurrection state, fighting against and disintegrating all the pressures of the outside world, full of puzzles, like a great emperor manipulating.

"The road to immortality is about to open, and everything will be known!"

Ye Fan continued to go north, entered the divine city, and came to this place where he was really able to rise. The gambling stone war, the four poles rushed to the customs, and the white god king's house generated warehouse "... Scenes happened in front of him.

The divine city is magnificent, and the city wall is like a mountain, stretching, majestic and open, like the ancient city inhabited by the Emperor of Heaven has landed in the world.

Ye Fan went to the city, wandered around the stone workshops all over the country, and found some phenomena that made him speechless. His portrait was not small, and all the gamblers actually worshipped the portrait before cutting the stone to pray for good luck.

"When did I become a magic stick, and there was a day when I was worshipped like this..." Ye Fan was quite speechless and didn't know what to say.

Of course, most of the portraits are mortals, and most of them are gamblers, and he shakes his head again.

Anyway, his reputation in the divine city is so great that he is respected as the sixth generation of the ancestor of heaven. For many people who gamble on stones, he is almost a god, so he often worships.

"Well, who is that person? How can he be similar to the person in the picture? Oh, my God, it's not the ancestor's manifestation!"

"Is it my eyes? No, I'm a living person. I fell down, but I immediately cut the stone. Good luck is coming, and the source god is swaying in front of my eyes!"

"Damn it, I can't see it. You're not the only one with good luck. Is this... true?!"

Some mortals found Ye Fan, were stunned one by one, and then seemed to be fried. They surrounded him and made a noise in an instant.

"The manifestation of the source god, it really appeared!"

"Master, reward some sources. I kowtow and worship every day. There has never been a shortage of three sticks of incense a day!"

A group of people shouted, which immediately caused a sensation.

Ye Fan's head was big, and he wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He has been wondering that there has been some special power of faith in the maternal tripod of all things over the years. The original source is here, so he can't help touching his chin.

Ye Fan walked straight to a magnificent stone workshop. Today's path is for nothing else, but for the stone king of the past. He wants to find out a result.