Covering the sky: At the beginning, the emperor invited me to become a fairy

Chapter 910 Ye Fan Who Lived

In the restricted area of ​​the sky, there are many mysterious and complicated patterns intertwined, which accurately capture every intruder.

And with the exclamation one after another, everyone was immediately imprisoned, without the slightest resistance.

In the end, the existence in the dark unceremoniously "swept them out" one by one.

Inside the huge bronze coffin, the Heihuang grinned to the ears, unable to hide his smile.

Looking at the "surveillance screen" in front of him, there are no more noisy and annoying people in the huge sky, and the eternal silence before has been restored.

"call--"

"It can be regarded as comfortable."

Heihuang let out a long sigh of relief, and looked at Shi Zun beside him with a smug face.

Since these people are likely to involve the arrangement and planning of the Supreme Being, then it simply came out of sight and deported them all.

Seeing this, Shi Zun showed a rather strange expression on his face, and said thoughtfully:

"Among these little guys, there are quite a few mortals. Are you not afraid of throwing them to death?"

Hearing this, the smile on Heihuang's face instantly froze, and he hastily released his divine sense to investigate.

"It's okay, it's okay, after all, there are still a few people with cultivation bases, and a lot of people are holding Buddha treasures, so they shouldn't be able to fall—"

Speaking of this, the Black Emperor suddenly paused, making Shi Zun next to him slightly puzzled.

"Made, those are all my emperor's Buddha treasures!"

Hei Huang had a heart-piercing look, as if he really felt sorry for his missing treasures.

As expected of you.

Seeing this, even Shi Zun, who had long been familiar with the character of the Black Emperor, couldn't help being speechless.

Previously, the Heihuang's attention was all attracted by the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin. Although he noticed the ancient and vicissitudes of the Buddhist treasures, he did not pay attention.

Looking back now, the dao rhyme in the dark seems to have come from the hands of a transcendent figure.

Fortunately, when he thought that the most precious Nine Dragons coffin was still left in the sky, and he could study it slowly in the future, a smile appeared on Heihuang's face again.

"Hmph! If you're really a person with a lot of luck, how can you be thrown to death so easily? I don't have to worry about those leisurely things."

"Besides, I don't believe that there will be any big cause and effect involved..."

The Heihuang muttered for a while, and immediately threw all his thoughts on the ancient bronze coffin in front of him.

It not only still wants to try to open it, but also observes and comprehends the avenue pattern engraved on it.

For the Black Emperor, who claims to be a master of Taoism, this is undoubtedly a priceless treasure.

Seeing this, Shi Zun on the side shook his head, but then joined in.

The Kowloon coffin is miraculous, and the arrangement on it even moves the face of the Supreme Being.

……

"boom!"

Above the Beidou, there is a gangster wind howling, as cold as a sky knife, and extremely cold.

There are also colorful and gorgeous rays of light, beautiful and dreamy, but there is still a murderous intention in them.

A white light flashed in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and when he regained consciousness, what he saw was such a scene.

In fact, even if he hadn't really come back to his senses, the extreme pain from his body and soul had already made him miserable.

"What kind of wicked bastard is it—"

It's nothing more than teleporting it out of the restricted area of ​​life, but it's still "parabolic".

After this trip, even if you don't die, it's almost the same.

And soon, Ye Fan couldn't even yell and curse.

Because, every inch of his skin was already torn apart under the harsh wind.

Not only that, but also eroded by the radiant and gorgeous divine glow, penetrating into his flesh, bones, and even the primordial spirit, like a fairy fire burning, life is really worse than death.

In any case, Ye Fan right now is just a young man who has just embarked on the road of cultivation.

It is due to his perseverance that he can keep his mind awake and not pass out.

And it is very unfortunate that Ye Fan is one of the few people in the group who does not hold the Buddha treasure, so he can only resist with his body.

At this moment, he can only place his hopes on the evil spirit who is in the same boat as him in his mind.

However, no matter how Ye Fan shouted, the other party seemed to be disconnected, and there was no response.

"I go!"

In the end, Ye Fan passed out under the torture of Gang Feng and Xia Guang.

……

Waking up from the deep darkness, Ye Fan was extremely exhausted, and couldn't open his eyes anyway, so he could only try to get his divine sense out.

"hiss--"

When Ye Fan saw his current appearance, he couldn't help but gasped in his heart.

I saw that his whole body, not to mention his eyes, ears, mouth and nose, really was bloody everywhere.

The roots of the white bones are crystal clear, exposed in the wilderness and forests, and the stubble of the bones are also clearly displayed.

Now it's like this, it's already out of shape.

Even as a monk, it is no small miracle that Ye Fan's primordial spirit has not dissipated like this.

And just when such thoughts appeared in Ye Fan's mind, an annoying voice as always came from his mind:
"Hey, boy, you have survived until now, I am sure you are not mistaken. It seems that you can indeed try to reshape."

At this moment, Ye Fan had no energy left to question why the evil ghost didn't act just now, and only captured the key points in his words:
"Re...shaping?"

"That's right!" The evil ghost's tone was still cold, but there was also a hint of solemnity in it:
"Your boy's physique is extraordinary, and your talent is indeed amazing, but after all, you are past the best age for cultivation. If you don't 'recast' it, you will not be beautiful after all."

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart became clear and he understood instantly.

No wonder he was watching from the sidelines before, it turned out that he had such a plan.

In fact, what Ye Fan didn't know was that although the evil ghost never responded to him, he was secretly ready to take action at any time to protect his soul and Lunhai.

Fortunately, Ye Fan's will is tenacious, and both his body and soul have withstood the test. Now he is barely on the verge of life and death, which is the best state for him to die and live later.

"How about it, boy, do you want me to help you reborn?"

The evil spirit in his mind still had the tone of beating, Ye Fan said weakly:

"Nimma, do I have any other choice now!?"

"Cut! You kid who is in the midst of blessings and doesn't know your blessings, I will wash your tendons and marrow for you personally. There are not many people in the world who have such blessings."

Saying this on his mouth, the evil ghost didn't move slowly at all, and took out something hidden in Ye Fanlun's sea.

"Whoa!"

The scorching and blazing feeling is still clear even if Ye Fan only has the sensory perception left now.

It's like a round of sun sinking here, trying to burn everything in the world, but in it, there is vitality surging like a vast ocean.

Such a sacred object is naturally the immortal feathers that the two obtained from the Vermillion Bird elixir, as well as the immortal blood that they coughed up.

Nirvana in the ashes.

Although, what is in front of him is not the True Phoenix Immortal Medicine, but it is also an undead medicine, and it can barely replace it.

You must know that throughout the ages, the only ones who can use the medicine of immortality to cleanse the tendons and cut the marrow, and forge the foundation of Taoism are often only the parents and children of the ancient emperors.

"boom!"

Under the urging of the evil spirit, the Suzaku immortal feathers and precious blood exploded immediately, turning into a sacred furnace, enveloping Ye Fan in it.

The fire of the fairy spirit is blazing, and the evil spirit has extracted one after another from the elixir of immortality, one after another, the magic chain of the supreme law, permeating the charm of the avenue, filled with immortal vitality.

"Boom!" "Crack!"

At the same time, there was an even more horrifying voice, wanting to completely destroy Ye Fan's physical body, put him to death and give him a new life.

Although this is undoubtedly an extremely long process, there is no doubt that there is vigorous vitality and hope in it.

　Three changes completed.

　　The author coded faster than expected today, it is rare to finish it so early, and I hope everyone can read it satisfactorily.

　　Tomorrow there will still be one change around 14:19, and two changes after 30:[-].

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