Chapter 489 Ancient Ark

Chapter four hundred and eighty nine Taikoo Ark

An ancient ship that doesn't know how many years it has existed, is dim and mottled with rust, laying across the front, facing each other and about to meet.

However, it has a slight fluctuation, like the breath of life, which makes Ye Fan quite surprised, at least hundreds of thousands of years have passed, how can there still be living things?

When the mother energy of all things fell, he sacrificed the cauldron and hung it above his head, covering him like a rain curtain, and then he held the black gourd and faced it solemnly.

The nine dragon corpses did not respond, and the huge bronze coffin was still floating, silent and without the slightest change [Dzi Bead Change].

In the dark and cold front, the ancient purple-gold ship finally approached, and it came to the front, and it would pass him by. Those ancient weapon scars on it recorded an unknown past.

In the past, that battle must have been born in the Star Territory, and at least ancient saint-level characters participated in the battle, otherwise it would not be possible to go to the depths of the universe.

Ye Fan was a little jittery, such an ancient ship, its former owner must be extremely powerful, but it was beaten like this, maybe there is a big secret.

"I'm about to miss it, the wave is still the same, should I go up and take a look?"

There was no danger, and the wave was not very strong, which made him restless and wanted to see what happened.

The vast sky is so vast that it is difficult for him to discover anything related to life and civilization. It is a miracle to see such a ship in the dark universe.

"Hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and there may not be any living creatures, nor life fluctuations..." Ye Fan thought about it seriously, and felt that there was a possibility of life.

This ancient ship is worth boarding. It is very likely to be a huge divine treasure. When it comes to ancient saints, any artifact is priceless!

At the moment he was about to miss, Ye Fan shot and shot a divine training from the palm of his hand, which was attached to the huge and magnificent old warship, making it move in sync with the dragon corpse.

There was still no response, there was no sound, no calling, no turbulence in the battleship, and the air was dead.

Ye Fan didn't go to 6 immediately, but waited for a long time, the hull and the copper coffin were parallel, and it was impossible to talk about who changed whose trajectory, and there was no sense of orientation in this dark universe.

A closer look reveals the grandeur and antiquity of this warship. Ye Fan felt that the cracks were hundreds of thousands of years old.

This kind of purple gold is extraordinary, and it has been refined into divine gold, which is fundamentally different from what you see in ordinary times. It has been injected with a kind of divine power, and is engraved with immortal patterns, so that it remains immortal to this day.

"The worst is also the method used by the ancient saints to refine the handed down holy soldiers, even if they were beaten and destroyed."

The ship's hull is in ruins, there are knife marks and sword holes, and one piece after another. This is a battle born in the depths of the universe. Just thinking about it makes people throbbing, and the ancient things of the past make people fascinated.

Ye Fan tried to detect his spiritual sense, but he was surprised that this ancient ship could block his powerful spiritual sense and could not see through it.

After another half an hour, he was convinced that the danger was very high, so he boarded the ship, entered the dilapidated cabin, and explored the ruins.

"Waves, just ahead!"

The cabin is vast, like a huge palace, with various palaces and ancient secret rooms inside, and there is no end to it at a glance.

This is not like a boat, but like a fairy mansion, vast and boundless, with everything, he even saw a dried up medicine field.

Of course, the grass has long been dead inside, and all the spiritual medicines have been turned into ashes. A divine bead hangs on the medicine field, but it is also cracked, and the spiritual energy is about to dissipate.

Time is the most terrifying power, everything can be wiped out, and in the end, it cannot escape its reckoning.

The fluctuations were like splashes of water, just ahead, Ye Fan's heart tightened, holding the black gourd, his head hanging on the cauldron of the mother of all things, and walked step by step.

A human skull, snow-white and crystal clear, is like the most perfect artwork in the sky.

The fluctuation was actually caused by her, making Ye Fan a false alarm, not a so-called life form.

"This time..."

However, he was taken aback immediately, this skull is very special, with proper fluctuations, natural and natural, making people approachable.

"Skull of a saint!" He was surprised by this fact.

It is no wonder that hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the skull is still fluctuating and still immortal, which is left by an ancient saint who transformed into Tao.

Transforming the Dao, naturally smelting one's own body, and returning to the natural way of heaven, only one or two of the hardest bones that are difficult to melt even the body will remain.

It is such a skull, one can imagine its preciousness, it can definitely be tempered into an invincible holy soldier, possessing an immortal god xìng!

"This is a woman's skull..." Ye Fan said to himself.

A female xìng ancient sage, from the shape of her skull, etc., can restore part of her appearance, so beautiful, she must be a peerless beauty.

"Have ……"

In this ancient cabin, Ye Fan saw several lines of graceful characters, engraved on the copper wall beside the skull, with the same rhythm as the skull, because it came from the hand of a sage.

"An ancient divine script!" Ye Fan was surprised, this ancient, according to legend, was the common language of all races before the ancient times, and even the human race used it.

He identified it carefully, because he had asked two Taigu tribes to translate the Sun Scripture, so he also learned some ancient characters, and he could recognize some of them.

After reading it, he probably understood the meaning, and his heart was extremely shocked. Among them, a person without beginning was mentioned.

"It turns out that even in later generations, there are still people who use divine writing."

The vast universe is eternal and boundless, and the darkness is boundless. The female saint is amazing in the world. I have seen a supreme figure called Wubei, and I admire it in my heart.

However, the Great Emperor Wushi was short-lived, accompanied her for a while, and passed on her a piece of Taoist art, then disappeared, and according to legend, he returned to his homeland.

When seeing this, Ye Fan's shock can be imagined. There are indeed other sources of life in this dead universe. Ancient China and the Big Dipper are not the only ones.

The Great Emperor Wushi had been to other ancient stars, and had a period of intersection with a woman, which made Ye Fan quite surprised. If the Black Emperor knew, he would definitely scream in the sky.

The female sage entered the boundless star field and wanted to find an opportunity to prove the Tao, and she wanted to see Wu Shi once again. It was just the vast universe, and she didn't know where to go.

In her cognition, there are only a few sources of life in the entire universe. She just tried her best to find it, but it was hopeless in the end.

And after her cultivation reached the pinnacle, she couldn't go any further, couldn't prove the Tao, and finally sat in the starry sky and died alone.

"A strange woman who admired beginningless died like this in the starry sky."

"Emperor Wubei sits in the Purple Mountain. He would never know that there was a woman who once pursued him like this. Otherwise, with his unparalleled mana, he might be able to prove the Way."

"Did the Great Emperor Wushi really die in the Ancient Emperor Mountain?"

Every time he thought of Wubei, he would think of the bells of Zishan, forcing back four or five pieces of the ancient emperor's weapons, which was unimaginable.

"How many sources of life are there in this boundless universe?" Ye Fan looked at it carefully, and then was shocked. In the last paragraph, the female sage mentioned the ancient road of the starry sky. Unfortunately, when she was on the ancient road, there was not much life, so she could not search.

The female sage only saw the ancient ship before she sat down, but she turned into the Tao before she could explore it. She was just a latecomer.

This skull is a priceless fetish, but Ye Fan doesn't want to blaspheme. If one day he can really return to the Big Dipper, he can consider taking it to Zishan.

Suddenly, when his hand was close to the crystal clear skull, he felt extremely cold, freezing to the bone, and a body as strong as his was a little overwhelmed.

"Ding"

When the skull was held up, one was about to fall down, but it was only one inch long, shaped like a crescent moon, translucent and lustrous, and at first glance it was the favorite thing of the female saint.

The biting chill is exactly what it is, and it can freeze people's souls. If it wasn't for Ye Fan, if it were another cultivator, most of them would have become ice sculptures.

"Taiyin Holy Power!"

Ye Fan's eyes shot out two divine beams, enduring the pain of extreme cold, holding the drowning in the palm of his hand, and observing carefully, only by cultivating the Taiyin Sutra can this kind of holy power be cultivated.

"It's just about to fall, how can you get the holy power of the yin?"

He reached out his spiritual sense and wanted to fall into the master, but he was immediately stabbed by a needle and had a splitting headache.

"Will the Taoist formula that Emperor Wushi gave her back then is about to fall?" He gave birth to such a bold thought.

In the end, Ye Fan put away the skull and about to fall, and continued to walk forward. The ancient cabin was vast and boundless, and there were many places waiting to be explored.

On the way, he saw pieces of scrap copper and rotten iron. There is no doubt that they must have been ancient treasures of magic weapons.

The battle that year was fierce, and the ancient cabin was full of traces of destruction. There were no bones, only some bone meal, which spread very widely.

"Not a human race..."

Ye Fan also found some broken scales in the bone meal, and even a few divine feathers, buried in the bones, are very powerful aliens.

Soon after, he came to a magnificent temple, his eyes trembled, and finally he saw a human-shaped bone meal, and there was still a phalanx that remained and did not dissolve.

"Hundreds of thousands of years, or even farther away, there is still a phalanx left. This man was incredibly powerful during his lifetime."

Suddenly, Ye Fan was startled, there were writings under the bone powder, still in divine script, he squatted down to observe carefully, and saw the words "Starry Sky Ancient Road" again.

"I discovered the ancient road of the starry sky, leading to..." The handwriting stopped suddenly, and it was impossible to write it down. The figure seemed to have died of exhaustion.

"What a pity!" Ye Fan sighed softly.

Soon after, he finally approached the central area of ​​the ancient ship. When he pushed open a copper door, he suddenly came into contact with a dusty and mysterious place.

The sight is crystal clear, row after row, like a coffin, there are dozens of large pieces of divine source!

"God, so many!"

Even though Ye Fanjing's scriptures were widely seen, he couldn't help exclaiming that there were more than a dozen large pieces of divine source, each of which could have two or three sides, and an ancient creature was sealed inside.

He was really stunned, and even the Wanlong Nest is far from so many. What kind of power is this? If they were all Taikoo kings, it would be enough to shock the ancients and the present, making people horrified!

"wrong!"

Ye Fan soon noticed an abnormality. So many divine source blocks were in the same cabin, but there was no fluctuation in divine power at all, and no dazzling brilliance shot out. On the contrary, it was a bit dim.

"This is... the essence of the divine source has been exhausted, and only the empty shell is left!"

This kind of scene is even more frightening, exhausting the source of the gods, what kind of catastrophe did the ancient creatures inside experience, and how many years have they been floating in the universe?

"Are they all immemorial kings, are they all dead, their flesh, bones, and weapons are priceless fetishes!"

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