Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 513 A missed fate

silence.

After some weighing, Ye Fan chose to remain silent. He was not willing to gamble. After all, his good friend Pang Bo was possessed by a demon and was waiting for him to find a way to rescue him.

If you offend a big shot, talk to someone forcibly, or if your background is discovered, the end is likely to be bad. Even if you survive, you will probably lose your freedom...

"Forget it, I'll find a way to find out later."

In this way, Emperor Ye Tian, ​​who had not yet risen and was first aware of how dark the spiritual world was, missed an opportunity to interact with fellow earthlings.

Of course, Meng Fan didn't want to interfere with his destiny. Otherwise, after he entered the Purple Mountain and rescued the White God King, he wouldn't have left the Book of Origin and carved the Secret of the Book of Immortality on the last page. and the Sun Emperor Fist as compensation.

"It's over here. See you all later."

"By the way, if you don't want to die midway, then don't think about the Yin Tomb unless each family can fully revive the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers and carry out a siege."

One yang and one yin, holding Tai Chi, the heart, the source of power, is buried in the yang tomb, and the real cold corpse is buried in the yin tomb - the symbol is a place left to future generations, an ancient palace located in the crater, not far away There is a dark pool of elixir, full of strange things.

With the reminder from Meng Fan, everyone suddenly realized it, and their expressions were particularly exciting.

Raising an army and mobilizing a large number of people, just for a few psychic weapons?

The Holy Heart of the Demon Emperor is gone.

The Chaos Emperor's soldiers are gone.

The only harvest that could be achieved, that is, the immortal palace built by the Qing Emperor, was directly snatched away by Meng Fan with one hand. Is there any justice...

This made the major forces who were used to being domineering feel very aggrieved. The key point was that they did not dare to retaliate at all, and had to watch Meng Fan and Yi Yanwan go away like a couple of gods with a smiling face.

Soon.

Looking at the devastation on the ground, the four big shots who couldn't live up to their reputation whispered that they had no secret message and there was no need to hide it.

"Where is the barren tower, why is it not born..."

"It's been missing for tens of thousands of years. It's time for the barren tower to reappear in the world. Why is it missing?"

In the distance, many monks looked awe-inspiring, and several big shots were obviously unwilling to give in. They set their sights on the human race's most precious treasure, the Eastern Wasteland.

At the same time, many monks from major sects were discussing and talking about the past glory of this treasure.

"It is said that the barren pagoda has existed for endless years. It is not known from what age it was handed down."

"It is recorded in the classics that he is with the Eastern Wilderness. The Wilderness Tower existed when there was just life in this vast land."

"What does the barren tower look like?" Many monks don't know much about it.

"As the name suggests, it is naturally the body of the pagoda. The Nine Layers Desolate Pagoda has immeasurable power and is immortal. It can suppress all powerful people in the world!"

"Is it so scary?"

"Even if you are so mighty and look down on Donghuang, you can't stop the suppression of the barren tower. Otherwise, how could you be called the treasure of the Donghuang human race?"

"Since ancient times, I don't know how many Gaidai powerhouses have held their hatred under the barren tower. No one can stop the suppression of the barren tower."

Because the major forces blocked the void, Ye Fan could not leave. He returned to the depths of the ruins. Hearing the discussions of the monks, he felt fascinated in his heart. The desolate tower was so defiant, it was really exciting.

If I were in charge... I could definitely rescue Pang Bo, and maybe he could go home.

At this moment, the rejuvenated Ye Tiandi is still just a teenager, but he has quietly set his ambition:

Practice hard, rescue your good brothers first, and return home across the boundless galaxy.

Thinking of this, he looked inside himself. He saw a golden ocean of pain the size of a soybean, like a bright moon hanging in the darkness. In addition to an extremely tiny page of golden books, there was now a piece of simple green copper in the center. He pushed the golden page aside.

I don't know when, the two suddenly appeared, which is very mysterious, but Ye Fan has an intuition that this will be the most critical thing on his way to rise! "Immeasurable god damn god, I was so scared to death. In the past, I was obsessed with ghosts and risked my life to get into the place of his transformation. In the end, I didn't get anything, and I almost died in it..."

Looking at the direction where Meng Fan left, the fat Taoist priest's face was ashen, full of remorse and annoyance, which was very different from the smiling expression not long ago.

"It's okay, it's okay. This guy was too asleep at the beginning and didn't recognize Master Dao."

The voice coming from the side made Ye Fan gather his thoughts and asked casually: "Priest Wicked, where do those two come from? Bajing and Guanghan, these two words seem to be very impressive."

"Hey, little brother, you better stop asking. No matter how big the origin is, it has nothing to do with us Beidou people."

The fat Taoist took a deep breath and said: "They are all people from outside the territory who came to Beidou 600 years ago. It is said that they were brought by the Lord of the Eight Views Palace."

Extraterritorial!

"Which living planet is it?" Ye Fan couldn't calm down and couldn't restrain his expression.

And Duan De didn't pay attention, squatting on the ground without any image, sighing:

“The Guanghan Palace Master comes from Ziwei Star, which is one of the oldest birthplaces of the human race.

As for the Lord of the Eight Views Palace, according to the rumors revealed by the heroes who attended the Holy Lord's Banquet, his origin is even more mysterious. He set out from his home planet to chase a bull-riding quasi-emperor named Laozi. He first arrived at Ziwei, and then came to Beidou... …”

At this time, Ye Fan completely fell into a demonic state, and he couldn't wait to find Meng Fan.

Unfortunately, the gap between the two is too big, whether it is realm or status.

Because of this, there is no guarantee whether we can meet each other next time. Ye Fan regrets it now. He should have given it a try.

It's a pity that there is no such shop after this village.

the other side.

Taoist Meng still didn't know that he was being taken care of by the Holy Body, and he planned to use all possible methods to find out its origin.

In the void passage, the master of Guanghan Palace, Yi Yanwan, was also asking around and asking for news.

"Before you left, you seemed to have taken a special look at the little monk in the Sea of ​​Bitterness Realm."

"Well, the ancient holy body, in the words of Ziwei Ancient Star, has an immortal golden body, so it is naturally worthy of attention."

Regarding the fact that Ye Fan, the son of the restricted area, was destined to rise and become the Emperor of Heaven, Meng Fan naturally would not go around talking nonsense. He just lamented that women's intuition was really accurate.

As he said, before he left, he took a serious look at Ye Fan, wanting to see that in the future, he would suppress all turmoil and uncertainty, and be called the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix together with the Emperor of Desolate Heaven, a fool who drank animal milk, and a young Emperor with fake academic qualifications. What kind of grace is it?

handsome.

clever.

That's it.

If one could really see the talent of a Heavenly Emperor, that would be outrageous. Invincibility must be developed slowly.

After all, Ye Fan has not yet risen and has just embarked on the path of cultivation.

At this time, Yi Yanwan smiled and said bluntly:
"It's not just that. Among the visitors from outside the region brought by the Kowloon coffin, there is this person. I have seen the relevant pictures.

In addition, according to their companions, the home planet they are on is called Earth, which is aqua blue and resembles the ancient star..."

"Fairy eyes are like torches."

Saying that, Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had indeed underestimated the other party's hundreds of years of management in Beidou and his meticulous thinking.

(End of this chapter)