Chapter 1083: The Ancient Road Outside the Territory

Eternal Blue Gold!

A piece of metal the size of a palm shimmers with a mysterious luster, which is hundreds of thousands of times more dreamy than sapphire, making it difficult to take your eyes away from it.

This is a piece of emperor-level divine material, a rare piece of immortal material, exclusive to the ancient emperors, and hard for others to match.

This is the first time Ye Fan has seen the eternal blue and gold. It is splendid like a dream, and the blue light is flowing, like the most dazzling star in the universe.

However, its bewitching and terrifying also made people palpitate. The blood beads rolled one by one, and each one was so shocking, like a piece of sea, if it rolled down, it might drown all life.

"The blood of the Void Emperor..." Ye Fan said to himself, with awe and suspicion in his eyes, he observed carefully.

There is no doubt that the Eternal Blue Gold is just a fragment, a piece of weapon that was interrupted, stained with the blood of the Void Emperor, and fell from the Ji Family Ancestral Hall.

These situations make people ponder endlessly, and at the same time, they are shocked, the Void Emperor has suffered trauma, and there is a fragment left in the body!

Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the energy contained in these few drops of supreme emperor blood has been dissipated, and the rhythm of the Tao has been obliterated by the eternal blue gold, so it is not intimidating and can be approached.

"There are fragments of divine consciousness in this piece of eternal blue gold, which stains Wang Teng's hún. I don't want it to continue to harm the world. I want to smash it into the lake of gods and suppress it with the tomb gate of the Great Emperor Chaos."

Xianhe said that he did not intend to give this treasured piece of imperial soldier material to Ye Fan, for fear of giving birth to a big trouble and sealing it forever.

"The events of the past let the wind disperse in the courtyard, and don't affect future generations."

"Boom"

After the old crane finished speaking, he threw the eternal blue and gold into the lake, the water splashed very high, and then rose into the sky with a loud roar.

"Thousands of years later... the new generation of the descendants of the Great Emperor of Chaos will reappear in the world... wash away the filth, and bloom with the most splendid brilliance."

Ye Fan walked out of the Great Gobi, looked back one last time, and then disappeared into the vast grassland. He was holding an ancient wood... There was no luster on it, and it bounced on it with a clanging sound, like metal.

"The former word secret is related to it, I can't see any strange er...", he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

According to Lao He's suggestion, this ancient tree is of great importance. If it is destroyed, the previous words in the Nine Secrets will be completely cut off from the inheritance.

Ye Fan watched it for a long time, but did not find even a trace of Dao marks, and finally put it away. Some scriptures cannot be understood until the time is right, and it depends on the chance.

He left Beiyuan, stepped through the gate of the domain, entered Zhongzhou alone, and headed towards Qi Shifu, wanting to explore the ancient road to the stars outside the domain.

"Where is the so-called strongest trial in history?"

These days... the East Wilderness has been in a big move, the emperor of the sky is dead, the eight gods will be destroyed, and the great sage of Kunzhou is killed, like the ocean bursting its dyke and surging down.

Everyone in Donghuang is talking about it... People all over the world are paying attention. Although the Holy Prince took everything to himself, everyone knows that it was a mysterious person who killed the Emperor.

Who is this person? People in the Five Domains wanted to know and became the focus. The world guessed that Ye Fan must have returned.

Now, all parts of the Eastern Wilderness are not calm, and a big battle has come to an end... but its wind and turmoil has only just begun.

Although fighting over the Buddha's magic power is boundless, forcibly shocking... But after all, he has returned to Mount Sumeru, and he may have to wait until he goes down the mountain again.

Many people sought out Ye Fan, especially the ancients, to find out what kind of world he went to and what secrets he had.

Back then, during the battle of Zhongzhou Ancestral Temple, no one found the green tripod, and people had reason to believe that the ultimate five-sè altar might have a secret about it.

But in the end, only Ye Fan left through the gate of the star field, and no one else could board. Many people in the ancient tribe wanted to know whether it was related.

"It's not necessarily Ye Fan, and now all the saints from outside the territory are coming, and the road to immortality will be opened. I don't know which sage's disciple."

Of course, not everyone thinks that way, and some cultivators speculate that it may be done by other foreigners.

"Impossible, it is definitely the Holy Body of the Human Race that has returned, otherwise how could they have shot with the Holy Prince, and even the big black dog raised by the dog's mother appeared!"

The vast majority of people firmly believe that the Holy Body of the Human Race must have returned. As soon as they arrived at this ancient star, they did a major event that shocked the world and beheaded the emperor, which was undoubtedly a sensation.

Donghuang, streets and alleys, wherever there are monks, the chaos is all topics related to Ye Fan.

Even the people from Zhongzhou, Nanling, and Ximo are the same. These days, they are inferring where he has gone and when he will show his true body.

"The Holy Body of the Human Race is so powerful that it killed the Emperor of Heaven. Neither Huang Xudao nor Huo Qizi could stop the tragedy. It was a tragic incident," said someone from the ancient clan.

"Hmph, I don't think he's feeling well these days. Even if the battle is over and the Buddha speaks, the holy-level ancient king can't take action against him, but I don't believe there are no one who dares to take risks!"

"This is also true. The undead emperor is a god that is respected by all races. If he kills the emperor alive, and he is not allowed to take revenge, there must be a holy-level ancient king who is angry in his heart. ?"

"Yes, he has the secret of crossing the star field, and he knows a mysterious ancient star of life. Not to mention other things, just like this, there will be an ancient king going to find him."

These days, Ye Fan left Donghuang, and all parties came out, all looking for him, and he didn't want to find out the first time.

If the saints do not come out, who will compete with them!

Today, this is the consensus of people. In this era of no saints, there are probably few people who can be Ye Fan's opponents. The emperor's beheading is a brilliant record that is difficult to surpass.

Huang Xudao, Ji Zi, Holy Prince, etc. are the few characters who can be compared with them. Unless there are powerful people from outside the territory, who can be the enemy?

Ye Fan came to the Qishi Mansion and entered in a low-key manner, not wanting to be recognized, but today there are many ups and downs, and there are not many people who want to find him.

Years passed. The Qishi Mansion has not changed much. It is located in the immortal mountain with the richest spiritual energy. The purple energy is thousands of layers.

Lanzhi is rooted on the stone peak, the old flood dragon is playing in the deep pool, the luan bird is flying outside the Qionglou Yuyu, and the ancient unicorn beast is lying in front of the stone platform.

After so many years, the monks who stayed in the mansion have long been famous... Almost all of them have grown up and gradually replaced the older generation.

Catching up with the changes in the world, when the rules of the Great Dao are no longer scary, as long as you rise up, evildoers and geniuses will always shine, and they can create their own world.

Revisiting the old place... Ye Fan watched everything in Qishi Mansion, and remembered it a little. Ji Ziyue, Pang Bo, Zhonghuang, etc. all went away, and Wang Teng died in his hands, and the strong left go, not in this world.

"What kind of place did they go to, and how could it be called the strongest trial in history?"

Ye Fan walked all the way, towards the retreat of Palace Master Qishi, and practiced to such a situation... He felt more and more that Qishi Palace was unpredictable, and every layout was particular.

The rocky mountains are ups and downs, the beautiful peaks are in pieces, and the earth is full of dragon energy. Every outstanding disciple can have a retreat for the mountain organization committee.

A winding ancient road that existed many years ago... It seems to be very short, but it will never end.

"Our generation, dying, disappearing, disappearing, there are not many left of the few heaven-defying evildoers back then."

Along the road, there is a teahouse...and a small wine shop, built on the mountain, where the disciples and monks of the Shengshi Mansion sit and talk about the situation in the world.

"Do you really say that Shengmeng is back? It's too powerful. If you kill the emperor, who in the world can fight against him?"

"Well, have you heard... Someone saw Wang Teng in the Western Desert, and it was suspected that he was killed by the Holy Body. Someone watched the battle from a distance."

"What, even Wang Teng is dead. Back then, the Northern Emperor, one of the best figures in Qishi Mansion, the strongest of the younger generation in the world, and the role model of the same generation... just ended like this."

Many people sighed that a generation of Tianjiao ended up in such an end. They were shocked by Ye Fan's power and swept the top figures of the ancient and human races. Obviously, they were invincible.

"I really didn't expect that there has been no news for more than ten years. When I came back, my combat power was so strong that there were many corpses on the road, and the Holy Son, the Son of God, the Ancient Prince, etc. were all buried under his feet. How can I see it vaguely? To the rise of a great emperor?" said a monk.

"This... It's really hard to have an opponent. Huang Xudao and Huo Qizi are gone, and no one can check and balance him in this world. I don't know when those ancient emperor bloodlines will fight him."

"After all, it is difficult for him to prove the Tao. Who knows, in ancient times, there was only the Holy Body of Dacheng, and there was no special case of proving the Tao. Besides, can he avoid the holy-level ancient king?

Ye Fan frowned when he heard their talk, but he wasn't very worried. The broken Xian Ding can hide the secrets, and no one can deduce everything about him, so he doesn't have to worry about being found.

"Di, you're here." The owner of the tavern, walking out, saw Ye Fan, and said with an old cough.

"You are..." Ye Fan was surprised.

"The mansion master of Qi Shi Mansion several generations ago." The old man said, wiping a table clean with a rag in his hand, asking him to sit down, placing a pot of old wine and a few dishes of side dishes.

"puff"

Beside him, people turned on their backs, cups and plates rattled, and a group of people stood up in shock, looking at the old man in disbelief.

The shopkeeper of the small restaurant looked like he was in his 60s or 70s. He was old-fashioned, his eyes were cloudy, and he didn't look like an expert in the world. His hair was sparse and gray.

"Our human race has another extraordinary Holy Body, which is really rare. More than a hundred thousand years ago, several Holy Body have left, and some people are invincible and another starry sky, creating an immortal legend, and some people have suffered shocks. The emperor-level figure of the ancient universe, bleeding blood and burying bones outside the realm." The old man said.

Ye Fan was shocked, this is definitely a saint. There have long been rumors in the world that the mansion owner of Qi Shi Mansion several generations ago was an old saint.

"He is really our... the old mansion master, an ancient sage!"

"It's him, this young man is the Eucharist, and he is Ye Fan. I didn't expect that he would really come back and come to the fairy mansion in Zhongzhou!"

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but get up from their seats. These two are not ordinary people. No matter how young or old, jumping out of one can shake the whole world.

Especially Ye Fan, if he goes out now, Zhongzhou is going to boil, Donghuang is going to explode, the monks all over the world are paying attention, don't want to find it!

"Come on, sit down, talk about the road to immortality, talk about the strongest trial in history, but the old man will wait for you for fourteen years." The old man set the dishes, let Ye Fan sit down, and poured out two cups. Wine, toast.

Everyone was very self-absorbed, and they all retreated, standing outside the small wine shop.

"Your trouble is not trivial," the old sage said.

Ye Fan nodded, daring not to be negligent, helping him pour the wine, asking for advice seriously, and said, "Are you talking about the ancient clan?"

"Not only these people, but also them." The old man pointed to the sky and said, "Saints from outside the realm, who are able to set foot on the ancient road of the starry sky, which one of them is mortal? They are coming soon. If they are accompanied by their disciples, there must be some. Amazing young man, you can't miss your opponent."

"boom"

Suddenly, there was boiling in the distance, it was very noisy, and many people were making noise.

"A major event, a super major event, there is an extraterritorial saint coming to the Eastern Wilderness!"

"It is said that it came two days ago, but the news was blocked, and now it has spread to Zhongzhou. The foreign powerhouse was picked up by an ancient clan, and one of his disciples wanted to challenge the heroes of the Eastern Wilderness, and then had to go all the way. Come to Zhongzhou, name your name, fight the Huangxu Dao, defeat the Holy Prince, and suppress the Eucharist Ye Fan!"! .