Chapter 798: The Beginning Bell Rings for March
The Northern Territory was quiet, and all the immemorial tribes were afraid, unable to hold back, and did not dare to take any action.
However, all parts of the world [covering the sky] are already boiling, and the bells are ringing without beginning, like the first ray of divine light in the beginning of time piercing the darkness and illuminating the way forward for the human race.
The Beginningless Emperor was resurrected and crushed all races. This is a story that everyone is passing on. There are discussions everywhere, breaking the tranquility for many days.
Perhaps it was suppressed for too long, and many people thought wishful thinking that the Great Emperor of the Ancients was really about to appear and would break all the existing patterns.
However, the bell did not last long, and it stopped abruptly. Many people were waiting nervously, and many people were even a little scared, for fear that it would be forever silent again.
"Why is that?"
"Is Wubei really still alive?"
The human race is worried, while the ancient ten thousand races are indifferent. Everyone is paying attention and waiting silently.
At this moment, the people in the Valley of the Spirits let out a long sigh of relief, their nervous nerves relaxed a little, and a cold killing intent appeared on their faces.
Two days have passed, but Zishan has not moved at all, Zhong Bo seems to have never appeared.
The indifferent smiles on the faces of some Taikoo people became stronger, the tense heartstrings in the Valley of the Spirits loosened, and the warships gathered together. Although they did not act, they were ready at any time.
In the Purple Mountain, Ye Fan was sitting with him, the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot was hanging above, ups and downs, and thousands of black rays of light fell down, covering them up.
Ye Fan is using the weapons of the ancient emperor to suppress the pressure, and wants to help the fifth-generation Yuan Tianshi shed his red hair and remove the evil spirits from his body.
However, two days later, the fate that could not be changed, the red corpse hair decreased, but his flesh smelled of rotting.
"Don't waste your energy, when I return to normal, that is the end of my life." Master Yuan Tian sighed.
Who in the world can't die? A word is stumped for so many outstanding people, even the ancient emperors collapsed in the years and returned to dust.
Master Yuan Tian, who is proud of walking in the world, digs out the secrets of the underground, and can get amazing treasures. He can extend his life for himself, but he cannot be immortal.
It has been 10,000 years since he disappeared in his old age. How can an ordinary person live so long? He is not a great saint, let alone a great emperor of the human race. If he hadn't become a demon, he would have already perished.
Now, Ye Fan wants to forcibly drive out all the mysteries in his body, but he can only rot in the end. become a corpse.
He was not disappointed. He had lived for so long, and he had already dried up his lifespan and did not love longevity.
"The ancient emperor's weapon is really domineering, it can suppress the mystery in my body, and now I can finally stay awake for a while."
"Junior, why did you snatch the Medicine King from me not long ago, do you need it?" Ye Fan asked.
"Yeah, why do I do this, I'm so confused, why do I have this instinct?" he said to himself, and then grabbed his waist-length bloody long hair.
He showed a look of pain, and then murmured, grabbing clumps of terrifying red hairs, walking around, and finally showing a terrifying look in his eyes.
"Ow..., in the end, there was a roar like a beast, his eyes turned red, and he ran away like the wind.
He passed through cave after cave, disappearing at the end of the path like a howling leaf of a wounded beast.
After a long time, he appeared, holding a huge source in his arms, and in the middle was a beautiful woman, like a lotus flower, flawless and flawless, pure and beautiful.
"It's her!" Ye Fan was amazed. When he entered Zishan in the past, in addition to meeting the god king Jiang Taixu, he also saw a woman sealed in Yuanzhong, who was this person.
"Rescue her!" The voice was hoarse.
Ye Fan suddenly understood that this was Yang Yi, the saintess of Yaochi 10,000 years ago, and he had heard Zhang Wuye talk about it.
Yang Yi is a confidante. After learning that something ominous happened in her later years, she was heartbroken. Regardless of her own life and death, she resolutely entered Zishan and never appeared in the world again.
"I gave her too much back then, and even caused her to fall into the Jedi after her death." His voice was shaking, and his red-haired hands were shaking.
This source is filled with sacred aura, and its brilliance is restrained. Ye Fan was stunned, and he really missed it. This is clearly a special source of gods.
The usual god source is golden in color, and there was no Xueyuantian at that time, and it was learned that there were other colors of god source, but they didn’t understand it.
However, this was not made of the divine source liquid. It was sealed after Yang Yi was cracked. Using the technique of banning immortals and six seals, it was mixed with other divine source powders, embedded in those cracks, and sealed for 10,000 years.
Yang Yi went to Zishan to sacrifice his love for Tianshi Youyuan. He was half demon and half human. After becoming a red-haired monster, he lost his mind, but he still had an instinct to save Yang Yi, which made Ye Fan sigh.
"when……"
The beginningless bell rang again, and this time, the sound was continuous, and it never stopped, shaking the whole world [covering the sky].
One day, two days... ten days...
More than ten days passed, the bells continued to ring, the five domains shook, and the human race was boiling.
This is the prestige of Wubei, no matter how many years have passed, the sound of the bell is still shocking, and everyone is nervous.
The Primordial Ten Thousand Clan is really scared this time, who can make the bell ring for more than ten days, it is unbelievable, and they will be shaken to powder when they are in front of them.
The Valley of the Spirits was completely stunned this time, and the mind that was about to move was suddenly cold, like cold water pouring on the head, not daring to act rashly, and quietly dormant.
"when……"
Two months have passed, and the Beginningless Bell is still ringing, making the entire Northern Territory peaceful.
This is a huge wave, and now many people believe that the Great Emperor Wubei has manifested, otherwise how can there be such a long bell wave?
In the Purple Mountain, Ye Fan's face was pale, and he had coughed up many mouthfuls of blood in the past two months. He took a bite of the Medicine King every two days.
He was in the Swallowing Devil Jar, blocking all the bell waves, but the Jade Emperor was unmatched, and even the slightest tremor was fatal.
The magic lid tightly sealed the jar, and he was in it, but even so, he suffered a lot. If he hadn't held two pieces of green copper, he would have already become a pool of blood.
The two imperial soldiers were confronting each other, and every day he would activate the magic pot, shoot out a ray of black light, and tap the big bell hanging in the stone wall above.
If it weren't for the polar magic pot, if it weren't for the green copper, even the saints would have already become scum, and no one could block Zhong Bo, it would be destructive.
The Beginningless Bell can ring itself, which is beyond imagination, as if someone is urging it, which makes Ye Fan deeply realize its horror.
In this world, perhaps only the Swallowing Magic Jar is the same. After the complete unity, no one can control it and it can revive itself, and it can fight against the bell without beginning.
"when……"
The bell has been ringing continuously for more than two months. There have been cracks in the holy shell that Ye Fan has entered, and he has been affected in the end.
However, in the past two months, his harvest has also been huge. The big bell roared, the magic pot vibrated, and the lines were crisscrossed everywhere.
He was sitting in the jar of swallowing the sky, holding two old copper pieces while protecting his body while silently comprehending and practicing. These two months are better than twenty years!
At this moment, he realized how difficult it is to cut the way of immortal three, not to mention two months to twenty years, even two hundred years.
Xian San Zhan Dao, what exactly is he going to cut off?
Ye Fan was stuck here, he was almost at a loss, he found that there were too many fetters, and the whole person should be cut off!
Since ancient times, I don’t know how many amazing people this level has stopped. There are records in ancient times. There were several geniuses who shocked the ancients and the future, all of them died at this level, otherwise maybe There will be more emperors.
Moreover, there are legends that some of the great emperors of the human race almost fell on the threshold of Immortal Three, so one can imagine how difficult it is.
It is impossible for Tang Cai to break through, but the stronger the person, the greater the resistance may be, and the so-called talent may become a natural gap on the road ahead.
Hearing the beginningless bell ringing and watching the jar of swallowing the sky shake, Ye Fan quietly realized that he did not move, even if there were more cracks on his body, he was not afraid.
Inside the brow of the holy shell, a golden deity sits cross-legged, that is himself, holding the tripod and the Tao, listening to the rhythm of Zhong Bo and the magic pot, and constantly realizing his own Tao.
Immortal Three Slashing Dao, it takes a lifetime to fight, but it is not rewarded for hard work, it is difficult to get results, Heaven Slashing Human Dao, destroying the root light Since ancient times, no one can do it overnight, and no one has ever been able to successfully pass the test, so is the ancient emperor , to behead the Dao with life.
For more than two months, listening to the sound of the Dao, the golden villain in the Holy Shell Immortal Terrace became more and more dazzling, holding the cauldron into one, blooming nine immortal divine rings.
He stepped up to the ninth small step of the second floor of Sendai, yes, if there were two imperial soldiers confronting each other, if not in the flesh of a saint, he would have survived the calamity.
It is believed that once he returns to his original body and his body is consistent with his primordial spirit, he will immediately transcend the calamity and become the most extreme powerhouse in the second layer of heaven.
As for Xian San... It was too difficult, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take this step, and finally he sighed.
"when"
The last bell rang, Zishan slowly returned to Qingning, and Zhong Bo disappeared on this day.
After three months, Ye Fan finally persevered. The primordial spirit in Sendai became brighter and stronger. He lived in a cauldron like an immortal god.
As powerful as the ancient sage's body shell, hiding in the pole emperor soldiers, there were also dense cracks, but after all, it was not destroyed and preserved, but the medicine king was almost exhausted.
Ye Fan did not regard this experience as a tribulation, but realized with his heart that the roar of the Beginningless Bell and the Heaven Swallowing Magic Pot for three months will also benefit him for a lifetime.
At this time, the entire world [covering the sky] was stunned, and no one was not afraid, and the immemorial tribes no longer dared to act rashly, and all were afraid.
In the past three months, I don't know how many human monks have knelt down to Zishan, almost on a pilgrimage, kowtowing step by step.
However, the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan remained silent, hiding in their lair, not daring to take a step out.
The beginningless bell rang for three months in a row, the world [covering the sky] was overwhelmed, and all living beings were trembling, but they didn't know that a bigger storm was about to come.
"It's far from enough, how can you be convinced if you only hear Zhong Bo, and don't show the emperor's art." Ye Fan said to himself, and then said to Ran's voice transmission to the swallowing magic pot, "Patriarch, you and I should take the god of death on a walk." ! ~!