Covering the sky: I became emperor and returned to Earth to be a security guard

Chapter 162 Sadness flows against the river
Between heaven and earth, there was a mournful sound.

The wailing was long, spreading all over the sky and the earth, echoing in the hearts of all the monks.

There were sorrowful fluctuations from the avenue, light and rain fell from the sky, and the voice of the Tao was mournful and wailing endlessly.

In Yaochi, the breath is tense, all the ancestor kings are extremely angry, some people dare to blaspheme the gods in their hearts, the only way to satisfy the emperor is to smash their corpses into thousands of pieces.

The monks of the human race also showed regret.

They also felt the strong killing intent from the ancestor kings. Everyone knew that Ye Fan might be doomed to die, but he actually tried his best at such a time. Didn't they know that the opposite was a group of extremely terrifying ancestor kings?
Even God King Jiang might not be able to save him.

Although Ye Fan's face was calm, he smiled wryly in his heart.

At this time, especially when there are many enemies and we are few, it is indeed an extremely stupid behavior to stand up and hate so many ancestors. . .

But he had to stand up, it was impossible for the Fallen King to break the spiritual pillars in the hearts of all monks with a few words.

When a person dies, there will be a next generation, but if the spirit of the human race dies, then it is truly a dead end.

He knows better than anyone else that the fact that the human race has a great emperor is false, and that the security emperor is just a casual fabrication of his own.

Impossible to exist!
He had to admit that Emperor Baoan was fabricated by himself, and he wanted to exaggerate his strength to the fullest.

Even if the human monks have wavered and started to doubt in their hearts, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, even if they are deceiving themselves, they can continue to fight against the ancient peoples, so as not to lose confidence in front of these fearful ancestors.

But the result was good, under Ye Fan's indifferent words, the human monks in Yaochi who had just been hit by the Fallen King's few words and had already been ashamed, still had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

However, while his words gave the cultivators an unyielding will BUFF, they also filled the blood rage of the ancestor kings present.

Attack +1
IQ -9999
In terms of hatred value, it is directly full.

Facing the monstrous murderous intent of these patriarchs, wishing to catch his gaze, Ye Fan could only shake his head and smile wryly.

What can he do?
Waiting for death... No, the fish will die and the net will be broken!
In a big deal, he released the ancient human demon in his mother qi cauldron.

If you are afraid of chicken feathers, just do it!
But just when he was ready to give these ancestor kings a surprise, he saw that these ancient ancestor kings looked up at the sky one by one, showing misery on their faces.

"This is……"

All the patriarch kings couldn't help looking at the sky, and saw the golden light rain falling from the sky, which was extremely gorgeous.

But in their hearts, there was an inexplicable sadness.

It was as if someone important had passed away.

Originally, they all had faces full of anger, but now they have the urge to cry.

"What's going on here?"

"What are these golden rains of light, and why do I feel sad?"

All the patriarchs had expressions of misery on their faces and hesitation in their hearts. Some of the patriarchs even had tears streaming down their faces before they knew it.

They didn't know why, they just felt extremely uncomfortable.

Blue skinny mushrooms!

But all the cultivators in Yaochi felt baffled. Looking at the ancient ancestor kings who were murderous just now, they all looked up at the sky, as if they had been spoiled by playing.

Didn't you still look arrogant and domineering just now?Why are you pulling it now?
Reluctantly, they followed the line of sight of these ancestor kings, looked at the sky, and discovered the golden light rain in patches.

"What is this!"

"Why is it raining gold?"

Many people are at a loss and don't know what happened.

"This is someone transforming the Tao..."

Soon, the ancestor king recovered from the sadness in his heart, looked at the large piece of golden light rain and said.

The so-called Taoism refers to the transformation of a peerless person into the nature of heaven and earth after death, rather than self-destruction of the body.

Generally speaking, saints can transform into Tao after death.

but……

Looking at the golden light rain all over the sky, everyone in the Yaochi didn't think it was just a saint who had transformed into a Tao.

It is impossible for a saint to transform into such a terrifying scene, perhaps only...

All the ancestor kings have been petrified, how could there be such a terrible existence?

Could it be that there are ancient emperors who really did not die in the long river of history and survived to this era?

"This is an ancient emperor who is transforming!"

Just when all the patriarch kings couldn't believe it, and their sorrow flowed like a river, the most terrifying fallen king spoke. His voice was hoarse, without the original cruelty and gloom, leaving behind a stream of sadness.

Apparently even the Fallen King, who was expected to become a great sage, was also affected.

"The aura of the imperial way is really the aura of the imperial way!"

The ancient ancestor king also felt the terrifying aura contained in the golden light rain, and immediately burst into tears, knelt down and paid homage.

And the other ancestor kings who were not convinced at first were completely frozen one by one, with dull expressions.

Is there really a Taikoo emperor alive to the present?
The most recent Dou Zhan Sheng Huang was also a figure from 10 years ago, but now...

The ancestor kings of the ancient times were all shocked. This was originally an exciting news for the ancient people. How lucky they were to be in the same era as the emperor of the ancient times. They were able to witness a glorious and prosperous age.

But when they found out, it was the Taikoo Emperor who had already transformed into Taoism and returned to the world.

How sad!

"Who is the ancient emperor who passed away, and why are we all so sad?"

There was an ancient ancestor king who was weeping as he watched the golden light and rain, and his heart collapsed, as if a pillar had collapsed.

Not only him, but the ancestors and kings of all the ancient tribes were mourning silently, with inexplicable sadness in their hearts.

This phenomenon is not normal. Although all the ancient races are known as the ancient race, they are not a unified race like the human race or perhaps the monster race.

It's all since the ancient times until now that there is such an overall name.

There was no harmony among the thousands of races in the ancient times. It was normal for them to conquer each other, and they even had deep blood feuds with each other. It's just that after they just recovered, they unanimously targeted the human race, so no greater turmoil broke out.

But now...

These ancient clans who had mutual grievances all cried bitterly at the Taikoo Emperor who transformed the Dao, which is really abnormal.

Although they respect every emperor, they will not lose their composure like this.

What's going on?
But when many ancient ancestor kings were crying, there was a heart-piercing voice from Yaochi.

"impossible!"

"How could it be my father's breath?"

The emperor of heaven rushed out of the Yaochi, and used his hands to catch the light rain that filled the sky. His voice was mournful, his eyes were red, like a wounded beast, howling upwards.

All the patriarchs' eyes shrank at this moment, and they all froze on the spot, forgetting even their sorrow.

They all turned their eyes in unison, looking at Ye Fan standing in the Yaochi, their eyes were shocked.

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Ye Fan was at a loss.

(End of this chapter)