Chapter 1798 God

Ye Fan roared wildly, his hair was emanating, his blood was surging, and the emperor's fists rumbled up, making all the stars tremble. With him, he changed his trajectory and all resonated.

He pushed the sun, moon and stars to travel, and the heavens and earth were all under his feet. Unfortunately, he still can't change anything. Those heroes have passed away for many years. What's more sad is that the people around him are still leaving one after another, and they can only watch.

It took him a long time to calm down. What's left in his life? Only the war! A vast picture of the long-life war is spread out in front of him, which requires him to spend his whole life to fight!

Xia Jiuyou's white clothes are like snow. Although she is beautiful and peerless, she is so sad. She has been looking for the whereabouts of the master for so many years. At this time, she lost her soul and walked alone. She was very lonely and went to the distance.

"Wait a minute, let me find a way to make Elder Gai reappear in the world." Ye Fan called in the back. Seeing the former genius girl like this, it was difficult for him to calm down.

"What can I do?" Xia Jiuyou turned around with water mist in his eyes, and a wisp of white hair in the green silk looked so eye-catching.

"I'm exploring all kinds of ways to live, but they are not mature enough. One of them may be possible to have a try." Ye Fan said the truth.

For 6,000 years, he has been enlightening Tao for most of his time. He has gone a long way on this road, learning from all the "Tao" and "roads" that the ancients can explain.

"What method?"

"I want to use the power of faith to make my predecessors reappear in the world." Ye Fan said, but he sighed in his heart. He knew that it was very vague and almost impossible to succeed. He just watched the talented girl grow old, and it was so pitiful that he hoped to find a kind of spiritual sustenance for her.

Of course, this does not mean that there is no hope of success. This is the road of Amitabha Buddha, which has been carefully studied by Ye Fan for 500 years and has thought about a lot of problems.

In the process, Ye Fan once sighed that the old monk reached the peak here, surpassing the people of all dynasties, and Sakyamuni was even part of his mind.

"Can it really succeed?" With tears in Xia Jiuyou's eyes for so many years, she was helpless and sad, but there was nothing she could do.

"I can, but I need your help!" Ye Fan gave her a belief.

"Good!" A trace of amazing brilliance flashed in Xia Jiuyou's eyes.

After the group returned to the heavenly court, Ye Fan set up a temple with his own hands and began to be a god, which was an amazing move.

In the name of the Emperor of Heaven, he has a magnificent temple in the universe. His words rumble and shake the sea of stars and spread all over the world! On this day, he presided over it himself and sealed Jiuyou as a god. The first thought that rushed to the temple was his heavenly emperor's order, where the golden light was hazy, casting a treasure body.

The second thought power is Xia Jiuyou's sad obsession. Although it can't be compared with the Heavenly Emperor's Nian, it is also brilliant and holy and injected into it.

With a bang, there was a flash of lightning in the world at this moment, as if to punish this kind of anti-heaven behavior, because this is a great emperor, and it may really succeed.

"Scatter!" Ye Fan scolded angrily, and his eyes burst out two blazing thunderstorms, destroying the heavenly punishment, all of which were completed in one thought.

This great power shocked the human world!

The Jiuyou Temple is magnificent and magnificent. Standing on the edge of the heavenly court, there is a bright light shining all over the sky, and there is a faint shadow of the sick old man.

This really shocked many people, and the strong people in the world trembled. People know that Ye Fan must have used the supreme method to build this temple, which touched the taboo field.

Monkey, Pang Bo, Li Heishui, Dongfangye, Li Tian, Yan Yixi, Black Emperor and others came. They couldn't help sighing and worshipped, because the sick old man deserved all of them.

On this day, many strong people from all over the universe also came, all of whom were amazed. On the hazy throne of the temple, there is really a figure sitting in a looming position. Ye Fan's means is against the sky.

Many strong people in the heavenly court worshipped like this, which made the whole temple suddenly golden, attracting all kinds of visions of heaven and earth, because they are all strong, and their mind is naturally extremely powerful.

"Is it useful?" The monkey asked in private.

"I don't know, maybe." Ye Fan said.

The inheritance of physical blood is the continuation of life. Why was the transmission of faith not the eternal life of the spirit? Ye Fan studied the way of faith and restored various ancient methods of Amitabha Buddha.

The life mark of the ancestors lives in the bodies of future generations, and the strong people who have been recited by the world in the past, their beliefs live in the hearts of all sentient beings. As long as they are awakened, they may be able to return and create another cover Jiuyou.

This is the root of Ye Fan's attempt at this method.

Xia Jiuyou, the great sacrifice of this temple, began to preach the world after this day, hoping that more people can remember the goodness of his master and have the power to remember.

Of course, this requires more specific and practical actions. She began to do all kinds of good deeds every day, using her great power to haunt the major star domains, in the mortal world, in the world of cultivation, to help others.

After that, all the stars and earths with the giant city of heaven have built magnificent temples and developed to various places, because the real god requires a huge amount of faith.

In the central temple built by Ye Fan himself, a drop of blood was sealed in the divine crystal, with a powerful life fluctuation, which was placed in the hands of the hazy "divine body".

With Ye Fan's current strength, he can naturally use his true blood to rebirth the body of Jiuyou, but that's just a physical body, and there will be no spiritual sense.

Therefore, he didn't do it.

"My uncle, my father invited you to go." On this day, Ji Chengdao came. Although he was strong and strong, he stood in the field of quasi-emperor, he also had a few traces of white hair.

Ye Fan nodded, took a step, and took him back to the ancient star where the Ji family was currently located.

This made Ji Chengdao stunned. Is this the method of the Emperor of Heaven? He felt that he should be able to fight against the supreme, but it was really far from Ye Fan.

Over the years, Ji Haoyue's hair has turned gray, with a kind of majesty. It's really like a world-class god king, staring at the world.

Now, the Ji family is extremely brilliant. The shortcoming in the beauty is the loss of Ji Ziyue, which makes many people feel and miss her very much. However, it also shocked the universe of the Ji family. Because Ji Ziyue became an immortal, she was the blood of the Ji family and the descendants of the Void Emperor, so she left endless legends.

"The void mirror is shining, and sometimes the bright red light is rotten, like blood." Ji Haoyue took out half of the residual mirror. The mirror is dim, and there is no vision at this time, such as a layer of rust, and the ancient marks record the cruelty, glory and achievements of that year. I have to say that this is a legendary treasure mirror, which is stained with too much supreme blood and has the possibility of becoming a fairy mirror. It is much more powerful than the ordinary imperial weapon, only one opportunity.

Unfortunately, it didn't wait until the moment of metamorphosis.

In those years, Ye Fan had studied this mirror, and he entered the Flying Fairy Star because of this. Unfortunately, no abnormality of this mirror was found in the end. Later, he returned the mirror to the Ji family. He didn't want to see things and miss people, and he felt sad.

This was the first time he held this mirror after he became the emperor of heaven. He suddenly felt a fluctuation, a breath of life, the divine mirror did not die, and he mourned in loneliness, but it was a pity that ordinary people could not hear it.

"I will recast you. Is there anything you want to tell me?" Ye Fan whispered.

He unfolded the unparalleled magic power and operated the magic power. For the first time, he explored the void mirror like this. Now it is not what it used to be. With the emperor of heaven, he can do a lot of things that he was unable to act in the past.

With a "boom", Ye Fan opened a confused space in the void mirror, which was the sealed nothingness. In the past, no one could shake and could not open it. Even the Void Mirror can't do it, because it is half useless.

At this moment, the void was open, and the half-broken blood corpse fell out, which made Ye Fan feel very heartbroken.

Ji Haoyue, who has always been majestic and steady, couldn't help shouting at this time: "Little ancestor!"

"What, he is Xiaozu?!" Ji Chengdao also shouted. Everyone in the Ji family came, and they were all shocked and in chaos.

"Jizi!" Ye Fan trembled and stretched out his hands to pick up half of the wreckage. His hands were full of blood, his body was dilapidated, and there were wounds left by the supreme everywhere.

It's really Jizi. Ye Fan's heart is shaking. In the first battle, he once watched half of the residual mirror go with the broken body. After that, he had been looking for many years and couldn't see it. Today, he finally saw it!

"Before the Void Emperor finally dissipated, he apologetically left his child's body and sealed him in the remnant mirror, leaving a glimmer of hope." Ye Fan speculated the truth.

Jizi is located in the virtual world where the god given birth of the treasure mirror should be seated, and is permanently sealed by a mysterious force, which is also the reason why the residual mirror occasionally shines for so many years. It is necessary to operate the essence to seal Jizi.

On the half of the corpse, the head was still there. Under the condition that Ye Fan was absorbed in the supreme blood essence, there was a faint fluctuation.

"Jizi!" Ye Fan shouted and trembled with excitement.

"Is Xiaozu still alive?"

"He is dead, but there seemed to be a little spiritual fluctuation just now. I must save him!" Ye Fan said, holding Ji Zi in his arms, cracked the world like a thunder, and returned directly to the heavenly court.

On this day, he closed his beauty and did not allow anyone to disturb him. He used his supreme mana to kill Jizi against the sky.

"Jizi, you must come back to life. Our three brothers still have to drink. How can we miss you!" When the monkey heard the news, he almost burst into tears. He thought of the past with Ye Fan and Ji Zi's war against the emperor, Huang Xu Dao and the eight gods.

Ye Fan went out of the customs, holding Jizi's body and refining all the unicorn immortal medicine picked earlier into Jizi's body without hesitation.

"He is Uncle Jizi. It's so pitiful. Uncle Ye Fan, you must save him." The little saint ape said childishly, and it was rare that he did not jump up and down and make a scene in the heavenly palace.

In the end, Ye Fan built a magnificent temple with his own hands, put Ji Zi in, and made a god. Of course, this time it was a little different, but it was only a semi-God, because he felt that Ji Zi was not completely dead.

On this day, the thunder in the heavenly court rumbled, and the auspicious light broke through the thirty-three layers of the sky. Ye Fan evolved with supreme mana to build a divine altar of creation, hoping to wake up Jizi in the future and let him live.

"Chill"

On the same day, on the ancient star of Amitabha, in front of a dilapidated temple already full of wormwood, a stone Buddha cracked with a click. For a moment, a stone golden-winged roc began to shine on the shoulder of the Buddha, and then turned golden.