Chapter 377 Sun Wukong

I don't know what kind of source this is. No one can recognize it. Even Ye Fan and Nangong Qi can't be smart.

It is not so dazzling, it seems to be made of stars in the sky, and it is like the divine brilliance of the bright moon gathered together, soft and brittle.

It's sparkling! It has a particularly attractive mind, and the first time you see it, you will feel that it is different, no less than the source of the gods, and there is a holy power circulating.

However, the mysterious source seed is not the most attractive, the goddess in it is the focus, everyone is watching, and all eyes are focused on this.

There were screams in the stone garden first, then deathly tranquility, and then a tsunami-like noise, everyone was startled.

At this moment of witnessing the miracle, no one can be calm, and the goddess is cut out of the stone, like a sky floating in the night, reappearing the rumors of hundreds of thousands of years ago.

Among the crystal clear Originium formed by such a beautiful moon, there was a pretty face that was about to burst and was very peaceful, as if it was fast asleep, motionless.

The purple hair was soft and shiny, blocking half of her fairy face, but it couldn't hide her stunning beauty, her skin was extraordinarily crystal clear and white.

It seems to be carved out of suet jade, it does not seem to be flesh and blood, giving people a very dreamy feeling, making people think that this is a masterpiece of God, not flesh and blood.

Everyone was stunned, and they were sure that this was not an illusion, that the goddess was really cut out!

Such a strange source seed tempered by stars, the divine power radiated dilutes the murderous aura of the blood-colored spear, making people feel a kind of comfortable air.

"...... Is it true, why do I feel so unreal?!"

"A fresh maiden, an ancient king!"

It is definitely the king of the ancient times, because in that era, there were almost no creatures that were exactly the same as the human race, but some must be the royal family.

Everyone noticed that this peerless fairy face would not be very old, and even looked a little immature, no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

Was she holding the peerless spear and killed the unimaginable supreme being?

Once thinking of this question, everyone trembled in their hearts. The girl seemed peaceful and quiet, but it wasn't necessarily her real age and status, maybe she would be a peerless king.

In the crowd, the little moon of Ji's family and the little nun in white grabbed the silkworm.

The Ji family's powerful heart is as strong as iron, without the slightest fluctuation. The silver knife in his hand is carved into the air, and the stone powder is flying and falling.

In almost a moment, he cut out the source stone in half, and the half body of the goddess was looming. She was wearing a golden gauze, and her body was as white as ivory.

Ji Family Great Neng has been avoiding the peerless fierce soldier, and did not engrave the stones around the blood-colored spear to prevent it from being born prematurely.

In the end, almost all the large pieces of Originium were cut out, only the left half of the girl's body was not revealed, where there was a bloody spear.

"Crack!"

In the end, Ji Family Great Neng still shot, the stone collapsed and fell to the ground, cutting out most of the peerless spear.

"boom"

The earth-shattering killing intent was like the tide rising and falling, and the people present were like falling into purgatory. After the rotten spear in their hands was exposed, many people couldn't bear it any longer.

It is like the birth of a peerless demon master who swallows mountains and rivers. This is a kind of deterrence originating from the soul.

"puff"

Many people couldn't bear it anymore, their killing intent penetrated into their bones, and they fell to the ground softly. They were so frightened in their hearts that they shouted loudly.

The form of the peerless murderous soldier is mortal, but the killing intent is immortal!

"Go back!"

Many monks trembled and feared, and went backwards, and many senior figures were hairy and their hairs stood on end.

"Ding"

The silver knife rang softly, and the Ji family was able to carry the knife like a fly, constantly slicing off the stone skin, cutting off the stone skin around the blood spear, and it was about to emerge completely.

At this time, people were keenly aware that something was wrong, and the rusty spear did not seem to be held by the girl.

"No, absolutely wrong, this doesn't seem to be a weapon of a goddess."

"The ancient king seems to have been pierced by a peerless murderer!"

People were surprised to discover this fact, it looked like a young girl holding a spear, but it was definitely not the case. The ancient spear seemed to pass through her chest and pinned her!

"Clap!"

With the last soft sound, all the hundreds of kilograms of stones fell, and the treasures contained in the blood altar manifested.

This is a strange source that is nearly two meters high. It hangs in the air without sinking. It has the same characteristics as the source of the gods, and the holy power is flowing.

Inside it was a purple-haired girl with a peerless fairy face, motionless, and seemed to be sleeping, but everyone let out a sigh.

A peerless divine spear passed through Qiyuan, revealing a spear edge, pinning the girl and piercing her heart.

No one thought that it would be such a pure fruit, an ancient king was killed like this, it is really shocking!

It is difficult for people to know how powerful the ancient king is, and some people speculate that it is comparable to the emperor, invincible in heaven and earth.

The time is too long, even the All Saints cannot fight against the ancient races, because there is an era isolated in the middle, and there is a vacuum period.

No one can tell what their strength is, and what a shocking level they have reached, and no one can go back to the ancient times to verify.

"Why was the ancient king who made the world tremble?!"

"The invincible existence in the sky and the ground, why was it nailed to death by a peerless murderer?!"

Even people like Chilong Daoist and Daxia Huangshu were dazed and surprised.

Everyone was horrified and watched from a distance, otherwise they would not be able to bear the killing intent.

"Woooo...",

Suddenly a loud cry of sadness sounded, very immature, but extremely sad, Shen Silkworm suddenly got rid of Ji Ziyue and the little nun, and rushed to Qiyuan hanging in the air.

"Ancestor don't hurt it!" Ji's little moon sent a voice transmission.

Ji Family Great Neng did not stop it, and stood silently watching.

The god silkworm was not frightened by the spear's murderous intention, and went straight to Qiyuan, crying aloud, and the tears rolled down in pairs.

Even the little nun in white, Lolita, was the first to hear the voice of the god silkworm. Usually, it doesn't make a sound, only moves, thinking it's a little mute.

However, at this moment, it was sad and grief-stricken, its bright eyes filled with tears, and it whimpered loudly.

But how can she survive? It has been nailed there long ago, and it is not known how many years have passed since its death.

"Don't cry, little girl." The little nun in white persuaded her softly, but she couldn't walk over. She couldn't bear the murderous intention of the murderer.

"Sorry, don't cry, I feel bad." Ji's little moon also said.

How is this going? Everyone was shocked, did the golden elf know that girl?

Seeing it so sad and crying to the death, people trembled in their hearts. Could it be that there is an ancient past between them? This is really shocking.

The golden elf cried so sadly that she almost fainted. She stretched out her little golden paws tremblingly, and stroked the girl's cheek over and over again. The tender cry was heartbroken.

It seems to be repeating a syllable, which belongs to the ancient voice, no one can understand, but people guess it may be the name of the girl.

The golden elf burst into tears, muttering that name over and over again, and the tears flowed.

Everyone was moved. They didn't expect this little thing to be so emotional and so sad. People couldn't help but think of all kinds of pictures.

In those ancient times, the earth was full of vitality, hundreds of tribes stood in great numbers, and kings rose together. A carefree girl, although she was a king, was ignorant of the world, and depended on the little golden creatures for life, chasing and playing under the night moon. on.

Unfortunately, one day, she met another king and died in that era, leaving this golden elf to survive into this world.

The childish cry, the cry, the incomparable sadness.

The little golden creature stuck to the spar, weeping sadly, but when calling that name, it was very gentle, carefully rubbing the girl's cheek with the little golden claws, as if afraid of waking her up.

How many past events have passed away and never come back, not to mention the ancient past events, what kind of stories they have, people don't know.

The tears in Shen Silkworm's big eyes kept falling, and after a long time, the cry became smaller, and finally disappeared, and it cried out in sadness.

The Ji family can pick up this little thing and send it to Ji Ziyue and the little nun.

"Poor little girl." The two girls were also heartbroken.

The god silkworm can change nine times, look down on the world, and look down on the world.

But every change must forget everything in the past. Maybe one day, it will forget everything, and it will not remember that there was a young girl before the ancient times, and there was a period of time that should not be forgotten.

"It's unbelievable, how could it be such a coincidence that the god silkworm would know this ancient king?"

"Nothing is impossible. It is a miracle in itself that it can be resurrected in the present world. The ancient kings are as rare as the horns of the peacock, and the little golden creatures are also of the royal family. It is not surprising that they met."

The Daoist Chilong said, "Perhaps they really knew each other in the past. Maybe this girl is a goddess silkworm with nine transformations. Maybe the golden little creature sensed the kindness of Qi."

Is the girl a god of nine changes? There is this possibility.

People looked at Qiyuan in surprise. The girl inside was still a little immature. Is it really an invincible Holy Spirit after the Nine Changes?

At this moment, people thought that the blood spear had penetrated her heart from behind, and was not killed by the front.

This can give people endless reverie, maybe the girl is not familiar with the world and was attacked to death, maybe the god silkworm Jiu Bian forgets the past and is taken advantage of by people.

The ancient past, exactly how, has long since passed away, and no one can really know.

After a long time, people calmed down. The value of this strange source is immeasurable. The inner girl is the king of the ancient times, and it is also a treasure.

"Hey, what's going on?" Someone was surprised, pointing at the spar formed by moonlight, and said, "Why is there a teardrop in the corner of the girl's eye, I don't remember it just now."

"It should be left by the little golden creature, and it dripped on the source, creating an illusion."

With a flick of the Ji Family's great power, all the tears on the spar disappeared, but the tears in the corner of the girl's eyes were still there.

"My God, is she still alive?"

"how can that be?!

Many people were surprised and looked incredulous.

Someone else laughed and said, "You guys are too nervous, there were tears in the beginning."

"Yes, it was there at the beginning, and I seem to have seen it, otherwise, if it is sealed inside, even if you are alive, you will not be able to shed tears."

"Impossible, absolutely not at first."

There was a dispute in the stone garden, and there were different opinions.

"Don't be arguing." Ji Family Danny frowned and said, "She has no life fluctuations."

The Holy Master spoke up, and the people slowly calmed down.

"It's time for you to cut stones, little friend." Nangong Qi smiled, looked at Ye Fan, and made a gesture of invitation.

Although the goddess has no life, but such a large piece of strange source can be suspended in the air, it is definitely comparable to the source of the gods.

The young people of the ancient family of Yuanshu sneered, they believed that Ye Fan would not be able to turn over no matter what.

"Don't say this piece of Qiyuan, even the girl in it is also a superb material for refining, what do you compare it to?"

"It has been said long ago that the more precious what he cuts out, the richer we will reap, because it will all belong to us."

"You dare to fight with us?"

Their faces were filled with indifferent smiles, staring at Ye Fan and Li Heishui.

The other party was arrogant and aggressive, Li Hei gritted his teeth and sneered: "The things you cut out are not necessarily precious seeds of magic medicine."

"What are you talking about, black boy, such a large piece of divine source is hard to find in the world, so don't be stubborn." A disciple of the Yuanshu family mocked.

Li Heishui said coldly: "In the eyes of the Holy Lands, the magic medicine can prolong the life of a genius with the appearance of a great emperor.

"It's ridiculous, it's useless for you to be rude, we'll find someone for identification in a while, and you'll be waiting to die!"

Ye Fan didn't say much, just waved the silver knife and started to cut the immortal tomb.

This time, Nangong Qi didn't do anything secretly. He and the other three old men stood quietly and watched with a smile. They were sure in their hearts and didn't believe that Ye Fan could defy the sky [Xian Ni].

"Crack!"

Ye Fan's knife was very violent, and he chopped off dozens of kilograms of stone with one knife, and he didn't plan to break it down slowly at all.

"Little friend, be careful, don't cut our rare treasures." Nangong Qi reminded with a smile, everything was under control.

"Are you sure that what I cut out will belong to you, not that everything you have will be won by me?" Ye Fan put away the knife and looked at him calmly.

"You should have no hope." Nangong Qi smiled and stroked his beard.

"You can't cry without seeing the coffin, we'll wait to see what rare items you can cut out!" All the young people from the ancient family of Yuanshu sneered.

"Okay, today I'll come to Nitian [Xianni] to show you!" Ye Fan replied calmly. 

Hearing him say this, everyone present was shocked, including several Holy Master figures.

All the saints and all the saints looked over, and some old men were also surprised, all eyes focused on him.

"Crack!"

Ye Fan fell with the second knife, and chopped off more than ten kilograms of stone skin. He was not soft at all, as if he was peeling a radish.

An old man reminded him, "Little friend, you are chopping immortal graves, not chopping vegetables, but be careful."

"Yeah, I feel distressed when I look at the old man. If everything is bad, it's too late to regret it." The people next to him were frightened.

Ye Fan smiled, the blade turned, the stone chips flew, and his movements became light, slashing with a knife, and no longer opened and closed.

Suddenly, an incomparable divine aura rushed out, and the immortal tomb was full of brilliance and brilliance, very mysterious.

"There is really an immortal treasure in the immortal grave!" Everyone was shocked.

"Crack!"

Ye Fan slashed with a knife, and many large pieces of stone skin cracked and fell off.

And it was at this time that two golden lights shot out, like two torches burning brightly, that was one, one, one or two eyes!

Ye Fan took a decisive step backwards, and he didn't even think that he would cut out a living creature.

"My God, there are creatures in the immortal tomb, "the eyes are like torches! "

"Tiancheng's ancient tombs contain living things!"

"There are fairy spirits in the immortal tomb of Tianfeng?!"

A burst of exclamations came, and everyone was stunned, shocked on the spot.

One of the voices was the most abrupt, shouting: "The fiery-eyed Sun Wukong?!"

Others don't know who Bie Wukong is, but Ye Fan knows that, he knows it must be Pang Bo shouting, and he must also come to the scene.

The ancient immortals are full of brilliance, sacred and peaceful, and no one would have thought that there would be a living being inside!