Chapter 1239 10 Years

The war ended, and the little Daohui dissipated, like a flower rain withering, leaving only mourning, indescribably desolate.

Yan Qi's body turned into blood and mud, and his head was split open. At the last moment, his dim eyes looked in the direction of Beidou, inexplicably sad.

"puff"

A ray of light swiped, passed, the head exploded, the primordial deity statue burst into flames, and the great saint of the Huolin Cave generation fell, sadly returning to dust.

"The cultivator's road is too lonely..." Only one sentence floated out, whimpering with the wind.

The blood mist floating around the ancient stars belonged to the saints, mixed together, and could not distinguish each other. Occasionally, a few bones can be seen, stained with blood, telling the endless sadness, the war ended, and the saints of the Big Dipper were defeated.

The fallen trees were dwindling, withered branches all over the place, and there was a barren silence, and the Fifth Divine Star became a veritable Death Star.

"Clearly"

The unicorn scepter was writhing, and it seemed to be sad.

The Daoyan Divine Clothing had long since fallen off the Great Sage's body, and was "worn" on the ancient emperor's staff to suppress it. At the same time, the pattern also shrank and pressed against the Immortal Clothes.

Such double suppression made the unicorn staff slowly calm down, and the gods fell into a deep slumber, and finally failed to be fully resurrected.

Daoyi stood in the mountains, and he didn't move for a long time, no emotions, no emotions.

"The world's copper furnace, we are all fighting to cross the red fire..." He sighed softly, and the light in his eyes returned to tranquility, revealing the original splendor.

He and the Great Sage made a move, cleaned the battlefield, and refined the fifth divine star into a crystal the size of a fist, heavy as the sky, which could crush the universe and be put away.

At the same time, in a cosmic mother ship in the depths of the dark universe, Huo Qizi sat in the corner with his legs in his arms, and with endless grief, he went on the road alone.

"what"

Eternal Lord, Luanfeng, Miluo and others are invincible and unstoppable.

Yan Qi was defeated, all the saints perished, and some ancestor kings who did not go to the fifth divine star encountered a reckoning, encirclement and suppression in the ten directions, and a dramatic battle in the eight deserts.

In this battle, the ancestors of the Beidou tribes were doomed to fail. Without the guidance of the Great Sage, the strongest group of people perished, and this battle was inevitable.

Outside the realm, there was a terrible storm, and the Beidou attacked the eternal battle to the end, leaving behind many sacred bones.

In addition, all the saints outside the territory were almost completely destroyed, and they lost their lives for failing to gain anything.

After the war, all parties in Eternity were not happy. They deeply recognized the horror of the Big Dipper. Is this the end? No one can tell.

"Leave, escape from the Eternal Star Territory!" Some big families made the worst plan and evacuated some of their troops and sent them to a distant place.

"Ah..."

The grief and cry resounded through the Eastern Desolate Ancient Clan, and they couldn't believe the fact that even Yan Qi had perished, and the ancient emperor's soldiers had been detained.

Some smaller groups, with only one ancestral sage, went on expeditions because of a share of the pie, and the result declined, causing mourning.

This was a miserable rain, which caused great chaos in the Big Dipper East Wasteland, and many people could not accept this result.

The ancients were roaring, and the battle was over. Only a few strong men, such as the Nine Phoenix King, the Lintian King, and the Bull Demon King, returned, and the news of the defeat spread across all tribes.

"It's a pity, how many heroes are buried in a foreign land, and even the great saint Yan Qi has not been able to come back alive!"

"This is an unbearable weight. So many people have been killed. The expedition is eternal, and the price is too high."

All parties sighed, especially the Huolin Cave, where the murderous aura was boiling, and they wished to spread the endless fire of war all over the eternity, to carry out the ultimate expedition.

Yan Qi perished, all the powers perished, and Huo Qizi has not returned until now.

"The road to becoming immortal is about to open, I don't know how many people are willing to go on an expedition...

Eternity is a tough bone, and now all parties are preparing for immortality, and they are unwilling to waste the accumulation from ancient times to the present.

"How can this end? I, Primitive Lake and Blood Phoenix Mountain, would like to discuss an explanation for you fellow Daoists."

The Primordial Ancient Emperor was very strong, and someone stood up and wanted to conduct a third expedition to establish his illustrious name, and he was unwilling to be defeated like this.

The Eternal Star, standing on a broken mountain, with fallen leaves falling from the four fields, he looked up at the gray sky and whispered: "A catastrophe is coming."

"Let's go, Your Highness," said the great sage who had fought against Yan Qi, standing behind him with his hands down.

Dao opened his mouth and said: "Eternal defeat, and the strength is far from comparable to the Big Dipper. With the help of the emperor's immortal power, there is no problem in sticking to it for a few years, and maybe God can come in."

"Even if it can be held for ten years or a hundred years? In the end, it will be broken by others. The Big Dipper has gathered the descendants of the emperors in this universe." The Great Sage sighed softly.

Daoyi smiled and said: "Maybe it's not that bad, maybe there will be a shocking change in a few years, the Big Dipper's road to immortality is about to open, if the truth appears, who will care here?"

The collision between the star fields paused for a while, and both sides were depressed, almost suffocating, because they knew that there would be a more terrifying storm next time.

"His Royal Highness, you have no time to delay, it's time to take that road." The Great Sage reminded.

Dao nodded and said, "Yeah, time is running out, and I also want to take a look. I will meet some extraordinary powerhouses along the way, who will sharpen me to the top."

"The strongest clans in this universe all have their own ancestral paths, but they all end in the same way, and they will eventually converge together. Your Highness doesn't know who they will meet."

"Do you say this path is important, or the path to becoming immortal?" Dao Yi asked with a smile.

"The road to becoming immortal is the change that the ancient emperor is looking forward to, and this ancient road can make people stronger. It is said that there will be an ultimate change at the end, and those who pass through will prove the Way. I don't know which road is more powerful. important."

The realization of Ye Fan's plan triggered the ten-year battle between the ancestor of the Big Dipper and the Eternal, but this was a picture scroll paved with blood and bones.

The fifth stage of the evolutionary liquid was successfully quenched, and the fragrance filled the air, making the new village of heaven boil. This will undoubtedly have a far-reaching impact, giving Heavenly Court enough confidence to cope with future changes.

But he is still deeply worried. The biggest change in the ages is about to occur. Will the road to immortality open? I don't know what is left in this world after this war. Can the old friends meet again?

Ye Fan suggested that Heavenly Court should stay away from the Big Dipper, not in eternity, away from all battlefields, and in an independent starry sky, and endure a hundred years of loneliness.

The golden wheat field, the lake with golden scales leaping, this is a harvest season, Ye Fan sat at the head of the field, listening to the sound of rustling, and his heart was peaceful.

"Fight, fight, fight, kill, kill, kill, there are too many people who died..." He felt a little tired after leaving Eternity, but this is the path of a monk, going backwards amid hardships and hardships.

He took out a jade cauldron, contained the fifth-stage evolution fluid, took some, poured the rest on his body, and started refining.

He didn't want to use this to be sanctified, but he undoubtedly tried it and found that his sanctuary barriers were far beyond ordinary people, and they were shockingly strong and difficult to break.

Ye Fan didn't worry, but laughed instead, then break through the amazing accumulation, and then it will be shattered and turned into a saint.

He refines his body with the fifth-stage evolutionary liquid, which cannot help him achieve sanctification, so that Ziro can't even die, because it is useful to him.

For a whole year, he sat in silence for most of the time, occasionally wandering among the mountains, rivers, fields, and fields, turning his murderous aura away, flipping through the volume of the natural avenue, and comprehending the secrets of his own body.

In the process, he opened up the treasures of his body one after another, the stars in his blood, the spirits in his bones, and the birth of Taoism in one thought, all of which enhanced his combat power.

After a year of meditation and a year of insight, Ye Fan finally hit the road again. This time, he brought a dragon and horse and was no longer walking alone.

It is said that this is an ancient road in the starry sky. Emperors who have attained the Tao may come here to compete when they are young, so he is not a big draw when he rides a mount that can only be owned by the ancient emperor.

The most important thing is that one of the muscles of the dragon horse cramped. This time, he no longer resisted. He had to follow the road in life and death. He said that he was going to preach the Dao. In the future, he would become the emperor first and ride Ye Fan back.

Of course, what this bastard said was a big golden slap that almost crushed it.

"Withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water people, ancient roads with west wind and thin horses, and the sun sets in the west..." The little bald head shouted off in the distance.

"Is this seat thin? It's okay to eat a few saints!" Ryoma snorted, stepped into the starry sky, and left.

In the village of heaven, everyone saw them off, waved silently, and saw each other after many years.

Ji Zi and the Holy Prince also took to the road one after another in the next few years, embarking on their own journey of honing the royal road, and they did not know where to go.

The situation of the Big Dipper changed, all the saints descended, and it is said that His Royal Highness the King of the Golden Crow also arrived, causing the entire star field to shake, and all the tribes came to worship.

After that, the ancient star of Tongtian came, and hooked Chen Guxing to have a peerless strong regret... The storm on the road to immortality became more and more intense!

Unfortunately, all of this has nothing to do with Ye Fan. From now on, there is only his legend in this star field, and he will never be able to see him again.

Ten years, Ye Fan walked for ten years. He rode a dragon horse and walked alone along the ancient road, following the footsteps of the former sages, and embarked on the road of trial of the strongest.

Away from the Big Dipper, and across eternity, there were constant crises and bloody battles along the way. He fought all the way.

The hardships encountered, the horror of facing the strong is unknown to outsiders, and he has had several accidents and almost died.

During the ten-year journey, he himself did not know where he had come. He had seen the holy king of the ant tribe, fought the remnants of the stone, fought the remnants of the spirit tribe, cut thorns, and walked through the sun and the moon.

This is the ten years of his exhaustion and the ten years of his harvest. He has witnessed one strong man after another, encountered thousands of secret techniques, and wiped out the drawbacks of his eagerness to take evolutionary fluid.

Along the way, he left behind a legend of undefeated, even Longma is also a powerful and exotic place, making a name for himself.

The journey is long, and after ten years of walking on the star field, I have not seen a real ancient star of life. At most, it is just a small world on the dry star.

And some races, do not need vitality, can survive in the dead, such as the remnant saint in the stone.

The ten-year war, the baptism of blood and fire, made Ye Fan's heart as strong as iron, and he took his own path.

After ten years of instability, the Eternal Lord star was almost destroyed, and the major clans suffered serious losses. If a white-haired man appeared with a black sword on his back, and a sword cold light killed the ancient ten clans, I am afraid this place has become a desolate wasteland. (To be continued