Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 190
Ye Fan went up along the way, but when he reached the top of the mountain, he saw a mess of trees, which was unexpected. There were no ruins of ancient buildings, no broken walls, and no spiritual energy.

Ye Fan originally thought that the ruins of the Wanmozong would be left on the top of the mountain, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

"Although there is a lack of aura in the mountains, the scenery is good." Ye Fanfu looked at the mountains and rivers under his feet. In the extreme, the blue and blue were connected on the horizon, which could be regarded as a magnificent picture of mountains and rivers.

"No abnormality." Ye Fan stood quietly on the canopy of the tree, but there was no abnormality in the several gods in his body.

Immortal cultivators flying across the air would glance at Ye Fan standing on the treetop from time to time. Seeing this, Ye Fan quickly jumped down and landed on the ground.

On the other side, somewhere not far from the giant peak, a man with a black black iron sword on his back is walking into the domain of a spirit beast, but his position is near the periphery of the giant peak, where messy broken wood and rocks lie on the ground. On the ground, but the forest is still lush.

Walking on foot, the Dao pattern on his body flickered, and the beasts that met him around him all fell flat on the ground, shaking like a sieve.I'm afraid that this person will suddenly riot and kill them.However, the man with the black sword on his back walked by with a cold face, ignored them, and passed them directly, treating them as nothing.

If Ye Fan saw it, he would definitely recognize this man. In Tu Xianhai, he had met once by chance, but the masculine aura now is more terrifying than two years ago.

"Is that the sword son of Jianjian sect, Jiannan." Not far from him, several cultivators in cloud robes asked in surprise when they saw him.Although several righteous people passed by the sword man, he still ignored them, passed them directly, and disappeared into the forest.Several cultivators were not unhappy with his coldness, but hoped that he would leave early.

Sword-seeking Zong Jianzi, who became famous in Zhongzhou at the age of 20, killed countless people with a black sword, and some people said that the iron sword was stained with the blood of war immortals, and the sword man's own cultivation is as deep as the abyss, Unknowable.

The distribution of various forces in the Wanmo Mountain has become complicated, but there are a few places that their ordinary cultivators dare not enter, and some people they dare not easily offend.

Frost Fairy, Sword Man, Qin Tianqi, Ming Changkong, Wang Qifa, these are the only Tianjiao that people can know for the time being, and it is unknown if the others will come.But they have a consensus that as long as it is where they haunt, all the people who have been around for a generation must retreat far away to avoid bad luck.

And in the other corner, the moonlight seems to be unable to reach here, Lin Feng whizzes past, blowing everything here to sleep.And in this dark night, a girl holding a doll in her hands is sitting on a big ginseng tree, shaking her little feet and singing nursery rhymes.

The girl is white and tender, but her pupils are a little scary black. This girl is out of tune with everything here.While the girl was singing nursery rhymes, behind her, a beautiful woman appeared instantly, picked her up, and kissed her little face lovingly.

"Xiao Mengmeng, I caught you." The beautiful woman said with a smile as she kissed the baby girl.And the girl had no expression on her face, let the woman hold her in her arms, but her big eyes were still staring at Jufeng.

And moving five hundred miles horizontally from the position of the two, an old man with white hair was being surrounded and killed.

"Patriarch, I'm sorry." The spiritual power of several people of the same age surged wildly, and the shocking divine power rushed up.Blast and kill the injured person in an instant.

"I didn't expect you traitors to appear in my family. I can't keep my eyes open." The old man was covered in blood, his eyes were already full of tears, and he hated his own incompetence in his heart.

"Boom" when he finished speaking, the attacks of those people came in an instant, and the ground shook with one blow.

The battle in the forest gradually became complicated, and slowly began to evolve into a big melee. Immortal cultivators, demon cultivators, and monster beast clans all frantically flocked to the depths of the forest for a certain news.

At this time, it is not only the battle with the spirit beast, but also the battle between the cultivators to settle the grievances and hatreds.

When the horn of battle is sounded, there will be casualties, not to mention that it is still in the mysterious Wanmo Mountain, the number of casualties is not a decimal, and some people died here without knowing why.

And the most intense one is the collision between the young generation of Daoyimen and Tianyimen. It can be said that the enemies are jealous, and the battle is inextricable. Basically, the verbal war is omitted and the contest of Taoism is skipped. There was something out of control, and a life-and-death duel was directly carried out here.

For seven days, Ye Fan wandered in the mountains without deliberately going anywhere, as long as he thought it might be a treasure, he would go there.

On this day, Ye Fan ran for dozens of miles, climbed a small mountain and looked back at the huge peak behind him: "Is this Qingcang deliberately misleading me, that the Nine Towns Demon Mountain does not exist at all?"

Ye Fan doesn't want to get too close to the giant peak now. The situation on the giant peak is very chaotic. If he doesn't pay attention, he may cause trouble. Looking at the night, the giant peak in the distance is lying on the ground like an ancient monster: "So The mountain, if the Treasure Cave Mansion should be here, but why can’t I find a place for thousands of years?”

"Either there is no cave, or it is sealed by a powerful pattern." Ye Fan has been thinking: "It seems that I have too high expectations for the few gods in my body."

Ye Fan sat on the canopy facing the mountain wind, watching the spirit beasts in the mountains fleeing because of the arrival of the powerful immortal cultivator. The mountains and rivers of thousands of miles looked remote and gloomy under the moonlit night.

Inside the Wanmo Mountain, there are many demons and evil spirits, and the demons are lurking in the dark. The further you go in, the more dangerous it is.

"It seems that the saint of heaven said that I have great luck. It is a wrong prediction that I can find the treasure of the demon king. In this situation, we can only play it by ear." I don't want to bother with this issue anymore, now that I have Qingcang's power in my body, it's really hard to choose whether to stay or escape.

"Forget it, it's not a bad thing to send it to the Southern Sect. If the two holy emperors really have ideas about themselves, I'm afraid they would have made a move." He just sighed in his heart, too many things happened these days , Now I don't want to deal with these boring things anymore.

"Buzz." But when Ye Fan didn't know where to go, suddenly there was a vibration in the ancient forest.

"All the children of the sect listen to the order and leave this place quickly!" Immediately afterwards, a shout came from the sky, and it was transmitted to people's ears, which made people's eardrums hurt.

"Saint?" Ye Fan felt a wave of streaks in the void crossing the sky, and was startled. Sure enough, a saint came from the ancient forest.

Ye Fan's eyes were fixed, and before he finished speaking, he already felt a sense of danger rushing out from the depths of the ancient forest. Something must have happened to the saint in the forest just now.Without hesitation, Ye Fan rushed out of the ancient forest.

　These days, I can only update once. It’s Chinese New Year, please understand, and I wish you all a happy new year.

　　
　
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