Taikoo Evil Emperor

Chapter 61 The Shadow in the Dream, the White Jade Broken Sword
The boulder was like a sarcophagus.The frightening breath was like air waves, wave after wave.Mo Tusheng accelerated to come to Ye Fan's side, raising his hand to stop Ye Fan, but at this time, Ye Fan seemed to be possessed by a demon, the power in his hands continued to increase, and the shadow on his body became more and more intense.

"Om." The phantom raged, and Ye Fan's blood pupils reappeared, cutting the boulder in half with a bang.

"Not good." Seeing this, Mo Tusheng's expression changed drastically, and he hugged the blood pupil Ye Fan in his arms.It turned around and wanted to escape, but just as it was about to turn around, a wave of power surged out.

But from the bottom of the boulder, an aura that could destroy everything appeared, forcing Mo Tusheng to tremble and fall to the bottom of the lake.

The white light in the lake was vast, and all the water in the lake was blasted into the night sky under the turbulent coercion.Make Silver Lake a muddy pit.

Mo Tusheng watched as he fell and sat next to the boulder, his body's spiritual power was overwhelmed, and waves of inexplicable power rushed through his body.

With a sound of "servant", Mo Tusheng couldn't bear the coercion of the boulder, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.Looking at the shattered boulder blankly, with fear and anxiety on his face: "Immortal artifact?"

After the terrifying aura appeared, Ye Fan was forced to pass out.And the most uncomfortable moment, the culprit of this matter still had an excited expression on his face when he just split the boulder.

Tu Xianhai, the black flames raged, this night, a roar that shook the sky and the earth came out, like a god and a devil, and like a battle between a fairy and a devil, it made people panic and uneasy.Zhongzhou was not quiet again. The masters of the major holy sects in Tu Xianhai, this night, their spiritual powers were spontaneously activated to protect the primordial spirit.

"What happened in this ancient forest again?" The disciples of the Holy Land who came here to practice, asked in amazement after feeling the inexplicable pressure in Tu Xianhai.

On the other side, in the Milky Way, a white light slowly rose into the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

"Immortal Artifact?" Mo Tusheng looked at the white light with a surprised expression on his face: "Could it be?"

Ye Fan fell asleep with a smile, but at this moment, his consciousness came to an inexplicable world.

"Where is this?" Ye Fan asked in surprise as he looked at the lush sea of ​​flowers in front of him.

On the eve of dawn, the sun seems to be breaking through the night to visit, and the horizon is already revealing white.Ye Fan ran around in the sea of ​​flowers.But the world of Huahai seems to have no end. After passing through the ancient forest and stepping into the Huahai, he still hasn't met anyone.

Ye Fan stopped. After experiencing the blood-red world, he knew that he must have come to some inexplicable space again.

Just when Ye Fan was thinking about how to leave this world of flowers, suddenly a erratic figure flew back and forth in the forest.

The white clothes were floating lightly, and Ye Fan saw that it was a woman. The woman landed in the sea of ​​flowers not far away with her back facing Ye Fan, her hands were lightly raised, and the wind played playfully through her fingers.The black silk is loose, and a few strands are lightly falling, and the white veil of smoke moves with the wind, holding a sword hilt in his hand, the hilt has no blade, like jade and stone.

"Who are you?" When Ye Fan saw this woman, for some reason, he felt sincerely familiar, as if he had known her before.

The woman in white didn't answer, she was still standing in the sea of ​​flowers. Just when Ye Fan wanted to get closer to see her face clearly, the woman suddenly swung the broken sword, and Ye Fan's eyes went dark for a moment, and his consciousness fell into darkness instantly.

In the outside world, all the water in Silver Lake is floating in the air, and between the water and the lake, a refracted light as bright as a bright moon flickers and floats to the ground.

Mo Tusheng looked at the white light floating down and yelled that it's not good, if this continues, he and Ye Fan will be destroyed by the power of the white light, and the spiritual power in his body can't be controlled at all, constantly tearing himself.

"Should I just die like this? I'm not willing." Mo Tusheng panted continuously.But the fierce light in his eyes was like blood.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) his body was about to split apart, blood gushed out, and the blood dripped into the mud and mixed together.

The white light was still dazzling.It reflects the sky and the earth like day.Mo Tusheng hugged Ye Fan, and his feet sank into the mud under its pressure.

The white light continued to intensify, but at this moment, there was an unusual sound in the night sky.

"Shusha." The sound of water sounded, and Fang Tianyu seemed to be placed in the waves.

"Zhizhi" insects and birds chirped, and the world seemed to be placed in an ancient forest.

"Clang." The weapons collided, and the sky was like a battlefield

There was a sound, and Mo Tusheng felt his head ache, and his earholes were bleeding continuously.But the sound came and went quickly, and when all the sound died down, the white light also fell on the ground, and I saw a stone that looked like a broken sword lying quietly among the gravel.

The stone's brilliance is gone, like jade like a stone, only as long as one hand holds, and the carving is beautiful, like a sword handle.When I looked closely, I found that the fracture was abnormally smooth, as if it was broken by other objects.

The jade sword fell to the ground, and the aura of this world was gone forever.Mo Tusheng rushed up with Ye Fan in his arms.He retreated far away from the broken stone, his eyes showing horror.

But after Mo Tusheng jumped away from Broken Sword and saw its appearance, his eyes gradually became excited. After thousands of years of experience, he knew that the jade must be a peerless treasure.The coercion just now was only caused by the instantaneous touch of the precious energy that had been dusty for many years.

"Stinky boy, I didn't expect you to be so lucky." Mo Tusheng's face beamed with joy.Although the blood from Bao Qi's injury was still hanging on his body, he didn't pay much attention to it at this time.

Mo Tusheng realized that such a big commotion would surely let the cultivators in the forest know that he had to take back the white jade quickly, for fear that he would never have another chance, and he might even be killed.

Mo Tusheng put Ye Fan in the pile of rubble and walked towards Broken Sword.Walking in front of Bai Yu, Mo Tusheng reached out to pick up the broken sword, but the situation was not as simple as he thought.The broken sword was just when Mo Tusheng's hand was about to touch it.

"Sound of servant." There was a sound of piercing through the air, and the broken sword shot straight at Ye Fantian's altar.

"Not good" Mo Tusheng was in a hurry, he didn't know what happened, this thing had been sensed by himself with his spiritual sense, and he didn't have consciousness, so how could he attack people on his own, and it seemed that he wanted to kill Ye Fan.

A cultivator can survive if the wheel sea in the dantian is destroyed, but if the spiritual consciousness on the Tianlingtai is destroyed, he will definitely die.What's more, Ye Fan is only in the Linghe Realm now, and his head is broken.

"Creating things." Mo Tusheng was in a hurry, and he lifted up the Divine Transformation Form in an instant, and a big ax appeared, cutting directly on the sword, but with a clang sound, the two touched, and Mo Tusheng spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew upside down Go out ten feet away.But Bai Yu's speed did not slow down, and after defeating the ax shape, he directly took Ye Fan's head.

Ye Fan was lying on the ground still smiling, and he didn't know how dangerous it was now.

Mo Tusheng stopped flying upside down and looked at Bai Yu like lightning, before reaching Ye Fan's eyebrows in a flash.

"No..." Mo Tusheng was desperate, he had already regarded Ye Fan as his disciple.As his clan was wiped out, he felt lonely.If it wasn't for Ye Fan, he would have been afraid of taking his own life.

(End of this chapter)