Chapter 722 The Ancient Emperor's Words
Chapter seven hundred and twenty-two ancient emperor's words
The one-armed old man, dancing in blue clothes, although neither heroic nor majestic, but at this time there is a kind of unparalleled style that suppresses the three thousand worlds and traverses the ages!
Tang Gu, the divine light rushed to the sky, once the lockdown was lifted, the whole island seemed to be resurrected, the qi rushed to the bullfight, made the star field turmoil, and the heavens and the world shook!
Under the old man's sacred tree in green, the ancient hibiscus tree clacked, as if it was chirping for him, swaying down the tree full of golden light, hanging down on his body, if it was someone else, he would be ashes, but the old man was bathing , more sacred.
The emperor of the sun!
An unexpected identity, a title that crushed the heavens of all ages, a great emperor of the human race!
Many people are shaking, unable to help themselves, bowing their heads and worshipping, and they are not controlled at all. This is the convincing of the soul.
"Puff", "Puff"...
On the island, the sound of kneeling down one after another, people are trembling, the emperor before the ancient times is too far away from the later generations, and it is still possible to reproduce the world, this is a miracle.
Ye Fan was already mentally prepared, but he couldn't help but be surprised. He met him in another life, an ancient star. He was really a great emperor of the human race. After his death, he wanted to return to his homeland.
The Golden Crow's Primordial Killing Array was originally aimed at Ye Fan, but the Ancient Sun Emperor was trapped in it, the dark clouds rolled, the black mist loomed, and a golden sage manifested there.
The blue-clothed old man was majestic, his eyes shot two golden lights, and he cut open the sky at once, as if he could cut down the stars outside the territory, which was extremely gorgeous and terrifying.
"锵", "锵"...
The eight-sound trembled, his eyes cut off all the eight-pole banners that came from the hand of the Golden Crow Sage, and the flags were hunted and fell into the dust.
This method shocked the world [covering the sky], and a single ray of light destroyed the sacred formation of the Jinwu clan.
Everyone was stunned, all this is too unreal, how can one person be so powerful? Without making a move, a ray of light traverses the ages!
"It's really the Holy Emperor of the Sun!"
Tanggu, people trembling, only ancient emperors have such divine power, even now there is only one divine sense left.
The hearts of the people of the Jinwu clan were almost broken. It was a banner from the hand of a great saint. It was a priceless fetish. Like the holy soldier, the black-winged golden scorpion, it was a treasure for sectarianism.
They were so distressed that they were dying. The eight princes of the Jinwu clan were so pale that they wanted to die, which was equivalent to destroying their foundation.
There is no doubt that it is the ancient emperor of the human race. Looking through the past and present, only a few people can do it.
The old man in Tsing Yi did not continue to take action. He was bathed in the golden light from the Fusang Sacred Tree, and he lost his mind for a while.
No one spoke, Tanggu was very quiet, only the sound of golden leaves moving with the wind, and the undulating sound of the dark ocean in the distance.
Suddenly, the old man in Tsing Yi shook his body, and ripples appeared all over his body, turning into black light, surrounding him like a black sun.
This is a strange change [Dzi Bead Change]. It is not the legendary Sun Holy Power, but it is pitch black as ink, and he turns into a black sun.
"Be careful, this is a deity!" Someone calmly transmitted a voice to remind everyone.
As soon as this sentence came out, many people were horrified. This kind of thing is too evil, and the legend about it is terrifying to the extreme. It can kill the saints of the dead human race.
God's thoughts, legend is that after the death of the gods, how powerful is the ancient emperor of the sun? It also produced this kind of thing, comparable to a god!
"In the past, the Holy Emperor of the Sun looked down upon eternity, was brave and benevolent, the more he did, the more evil his deities would be!" Someone warned loudly.
Everyone was horrified. This kind of creature was transformed by a ray of evil thoughts. It was far from being comparable to the ancient emperor, but it was also comparable to the saint.
"boom"
Lu Chou stepped forward with black wings and gilded thorns, Taoist Sanque followed with a halberd of longevity, and some strong men such as Tai Yin Shenzi also suppressed them with holy soldiers!
Below, the eight princes of the Golden Crow were suddenly relieved, picked up the eight broken flags, and quickly retreated. The people from the great powers such as the Palace of the King of the Kings and the Ziwei Shen Dynasty are also going backwards. They are far away from the Fusang Divine Tree, and no one dares to surround them.
The people holding the holy soldiers also hurriedly evacuated. They didn't want to attack the gods, but just to support their own people and retreat.
Under the hibiscus tree, the old man in green clothes was shrouded in a black halo, filled with a demonic power, looking down at the common people, as if he could roar to pieces for eternity.
He was holding the sarcophagus, only Ye Fan stood in front of him, and the others all retreated, trembling and afraid to let out the air.
This is not the ancient emperor of the sun, this is the awakening of his evil thoughts, and the entire black ocean trembled in an instant, spreading to the mainland!
"The diametrically opposite power, which was originally a golden sun, turned into a black sun!"
People's hearts were throbbing, no one dared to act rashly, all were watching nervously.
Suddenly, in the center of this black sun, the eyes of the one-armed old man shot out two black lights, as if startled by something, he turned around abruptly and stared at Ye Fan.
To be precise, he stared at the two pieces of rusty and mottled old copper hanging on Ye Fan's shoulders, and the dark light in his eyes didn't blink for a moment.
"It's it, it's broken..."
He seemed shocked, almost petrified, like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, standing there for a long time, motionless.
The old man in Tsing Yi stood silently for a long time, the black sun surrounding his body slowly dimmed, the dark halo gradually disappeared, and his eyes became clear.
"I'm not the Holy Emperor of the Sun, I'm just a wisp of his evil thoughts, less than 1/10,000th of his..." He lowered his head and muttered to himself.
He realized his past life and this life, and knew the past. The divine fusang tree shed a divine light, baptizing his evil body and making him gradually brighter.
A golden halo shrouded his body, which was very different from the previous one, and finally had the breath of an ancient emperor of the human race.
The mind gradually became clear, the evil will no longer be evil, the deity's eyes gradually became clear, staring at the two pieces of green copper, the eyes were as deep as the stars, and said nothing.
Finally, he stood in front of the fusang, put the sarcophagus on the ground, slowly pushed the coffin away, and looked inside.
"boom"
The breath of the ancient emperor rushed out, and the entire ocean was shocked, and all the clouds in the sky were scattered!
This is a kind of indescribable energy, wisps and streaks, running through the past, the present and the future, suppressing the three thousand worlds and reversing the six cycles of reincarnation!
Everyone knelt down, even though Ye Fan had the old copper support, he couldn't help suffocating, his body and mind were throbbing, and he almost fell to the sky.
"The Holy Emperor sat down and the corpse disappeared, who moved him?" the god said in surprise.
At this time, only Ye Fan had the opportunity to look into the sarcophagus, and everyone else fell to the ground tremblingly.
In the coffin, there is no corpse of the ancient emperor of the human race, only a human skin, exuding golden light, as dazzling as a sun!
All the terrifying fluctuations originated from it, and it was stained with a few drops of golden blood, as if it had just peeled off.
Where did the corpse of the Holy Emperor of the Human Race go, why is there only one skin left? Ye Fan was shocked, and he suddenly thought of the Undying Emperor. When he opened his coffin, he only saw a piece of skin.
The undead emperor, the sun emperor, these are the supreme gods in the ancient times, surpassing the gods, only they gave birth to the gods.
Why is this so, and why are the remains of the body like this? So similar, almost took the same path!
The old man in Tsing Yi bowed to the coffin with great piety. After a long time, he stood up and closed the ancient coffin.
He turned to face Ye Fan, and said, "I could have given you the sacred tree of Fusang, but now I can't, I can only give you a sacred branch of ten feet."
"Qiang"
The hibiscus god tree fell down a golden branch that was about ten feet long, covered with golden leaves, so dazzling and dazzling, it was impossible to face it.
In the distance, many people's eyes were red, their blood was bursting, and they were extremely excited. They wanted to rush over, but no one dared to act rashly.
Ye Fan sacrificed the cauldron and put the golden branches into it. This is the most original thing. It contains the sun's fire essence, and it is the supreme holy thing.
The old man in Tsing Yi was weak, and before disappearing, he came to Ye Fan, stretched out a finger and wrote words on the center of his eyebrows, stroke by stroke very slowly.
No more, no less, a whole nine ancient characters, branded into its immortal stage, each of them is brilliant and crystal clear, eternal and immortal!
Ye Fan's heart was shaken, and he was extremely excited. This is the emperor's writing. Only the ancient emperors can understand it. There are also nine ancient characters in the Taoist scriptures.
"Senior, engrave a few more words, and I will carry forward for you and illuminate the three thousand worlds." Ye Fan said with a thick skin.
"Nine words are enough, Dao needs to go by himself." The old man in Tsing Yi Gu Jing Wu Bo.
In the end, he sat cross-legged under the hibiscus tree with the sarcophagus in his arms, and said, "This is the place to prove the Tao, and bury the bones here.
The old man in Tsing Yi began to transform into the Dao, and his body gradually became weak and gradually disappeared.
People know that the last evil thought left by the Holy Emperor of the human race will also disappear, and only the immortal hibiscus will survive in the world, making people sigh, the avenue is ruthless, and even the ancient emperor is just the dust of history.
"boom"
With a sudden shock, the entire island began to sink, and the dark ocean rushed over.
"Tanggu is going to disappear!" People exclaimed and flew into the sky one after another.
There were also some people who rushed towards the tree of immortality, but the ancient coffins were laid out horizontally, making it impossible to approach, and the sacred tree of golden color also had a terrifying surge of holy power.
Ye Fan found that he was stuck in front of the divine tree, sank together with the ancient coffin, and disappeared into the depths of the North Sea.
"The eye of the sea, the eye of the North Sea!" Many people were horrified.
A huge black hole appeared in the sea, swallowed Tanggu, and fell into the darkness forever. Even the golden hibiscus tree could only emit a faint light inside.
No one dared to follow up. According to legend, the Eye of the North Sea can devour the world and refine the gods and demons.
"You bastard surnamed Ye, why don't you run away?" Li Tian cried.
"I wanted to escape, but unfortunately I couldn't move." Ye Fan smiled helplessly in the dark.
If something happens to Ye Fan, Yi Qingwu will also be implicated. She frowns slightly, with a red mole on the center of her eyebrows, she is like a round moon, holy and unparalleled.
"I won't die, be your goddess and wait for me to come back." Ye Fan said.
"boom"
With the last soft sound, Tang Gu was completely submerged in the eyes of the sea and disappeared from the world.
In the darkness, a golden tree took root on the sarcophagus, and a piece of holy light flowed out.
Not far away, Ye Fan meditated cross-legged, practiced silently, realized what he had learned, and refined the golden branch.
"Is this the Eye of the North Sea, where the ancient emperor suppressed the most wicked people..."