Pill Sovereign Reborn

Ye Lan sits on the ground with her knees crossed, swallowing the elixir refined from the blood of the tortoise family, and carrying the formula of heaven and earth.

He began to absorb the strong and majestic life power of the elixir, and quickly cured his injuries.

Previously, when she was close to Fusang Shenshu, Ye Lan was under great pressure, and her skin was charred by the scorching heat of Fusang ancient tree.

At the moment, under the elixir made from the blood of the Tiangui people, his injury can be quickly cured with the naked eye.

On the surface of the body, the layers of burnt skin are constantly falling off, thus giving birth to new skin, as delicate as a baby.

More than that, after experiencing the oppression and the edge of life and death, Ye Lan's cultivation also smoothly entered a higher realm, and has entered the eight fold realm of Tongyou.

In the sea of knowledge, the divine gate becomes more and more solid. Vaguely, the divine gate begins to radiate the power of yin and Yang. However, it is too weak to be ignored.

"It's not a small gain to live close to death."

Ye Lan slowly opens her eyes and feels the strength of improving her cultivation. She wants to get a branch of Fusang ancient tree. As long as she refines it, her fighting power and the ability of fighting the soul of Heiyan will be more terrifying and powerful. Ye Lan can't help but smile happily.

"You're not dead?"

Zhong Yao brings Mr. Zhao and others to the front. Previously, they felt the terrible power of Fusang ancient tree. But suddenly, the powerful power that made the practitioners of yin and Yang tremble suddenly disappeared.

Curious, Zhong Yao and others came to investigate, and found that Fusang ancient tree was gone, and Ye Lan was the only one left.

Seeing ye LAN intact, Zhong Yao's face is full of shock and disbelief.

Even Mr. Zhao could not control his face.

He once asserted that Ye Lan was close to Fusang ancient tree and was absolutely hopeless.

Unexpectedly, the reality is to give him a loud slap.

Ye Lan is not only intact, it seems that his cultivation is stronger!

This made Mr. Zhao more and more surprised. He really didn't understand what kind of means Ye Lan had to be so powerful that he was safe in the face of the terrible power of Fusang ancient tree.

"What? You want me to die? I tell you, if I die, the slate will be gone. "

Ye Lan responded.

"What about Fusang ancient tree? Did you take it away? "

Asked Zhong Yao.

Mei Mou swept around and found that the place where the ancient Fusang tree was was empty.

"Run away."

Ye Lan said truthfully.

"Run away?"

Zhong Yao was stunned.

"You're lying to ghosts!"

Zhong Yao didn't believe it. How could a tree grow legs and run by itself?

Besides, Fusang ancient tree is powerful and terrifying. Even if it can run, is Ye Lan qualified to let it choose to run?

Naturally, in Zhong Yao's mind, the old Fusang tree must have been collected by Ye Lan. This bastard is very cunning, and he is sure to be afraid that he will miss his old Fusang tree.

"Believe it or not."

Ye Lan said.

In fact, how can he explain it?

"You..."

Zhong Yao is so angry that she almost scolds Ye Lan again.

"I don't want to worry about it with you. Since I'm not dead, I'd better get up and go on my way. The front is the core area of God's hiding place. Get the slate ready for my princess. Otherwise, I will make you look good!"

Zhong Yao turned around and left. Behind him, Mr. Zhao and others followed one by one.

Ye Lan also slowly gets up and goes to the core of the land of God.

The hidden place, the core.

Here, it is an ancient and huge palace. The architectural style is completely different from that of the major star races.

The palace is magnificent and covers an extremely large area, as if it is so huge that it has no boundary.

After endless years of it, the wall is mottled and dilapidated, but there is still a burst of divine power, which makes people dare not get close at will.

From a distance, the whole huge palace looks like a giant beast crawling and sleeping, and it also looks like a sacred palace falling down from nine days.

Before Zhong Yao and others came to the gate of the palace, the gate was very tall, 100 Zhang high and tens of Zhang wide.

On the door, there are many animals and birds in ancient times, as well as nine immortals. The whole mural is vivid.

Vaguely, Ye Lan and others seem to be able to hear the roar of the beast and the cry of the spirit bird on the door, and see countless nine immortals dancing.

The feeling was amazing.

"Where's the slate?"

Zhong Yao looks at Ye Lan and asks in a voice.

Ye Lan is silent and does not respond immediately. At the gate, as like as two peas and

, he found that there was a gap in the door of the closed door, which was exactly the same as the stone slab he had found in the treasure house.Heart read a move, Ye Lan in the hand appeared that stone board, raise a hand, embed the stone board in that groove.

Hum ～

this huge stone gate suddenly blooms into the sky, and the powerful prohibition on the door leaves quickly disappears.

For a long time, a dull sound came out, and the huge stone gate began to slowly retreat towards both sides.

A strong aura of heaven and earth suddenly surged out from the deep of the door, just like a frenzy, blowing the hair and robes of Ye Lan and others.

"It's finally open."

Seeing the huge stone gate slowly opening, Zhong Yao's face was full of joy.

Then, she would ignore Ye Lan, with Mr. Zhao and more than a dozen other strong people, quickly flash into the palace.

"The palace is a little odd, too."

Ye Lan whispered.

In the sea of knowledge, Wansheng furnace is trembling wildly, which is the sound of the magic tower integrated with it.

"It seems that there are some fragments of the magic tower in this palace."

Ye Lan smiles, raises her feet and enters the palace.

In the eye, a hazy.

Here is like a boundless starry universe, with white smoke everywhere.

Ye Lan walks slowly among them, according to the guidance of the magic tower, constantly moving towards the depths.

Soon, he came to a side hall, and saw a crystal coffin in the side hall.

Around the ancient coffin, there are valuable funerary objects.

Those funerary objects used to be the tools of immortals, the magic tools used by immortals.

Unfortunately, today, they are no longer divine, reduced to waste, even a little touch, these funerary objects are turned into a piece of fly ash, completely dissipated.

"It's a pity."

Looking at so many magic weapons used by immortals in ancient times, after endless years, they no longer have the power of the past and become pieces of waste. It's a pity in Ye Lan's heart.

If he can find a piece of immortal weapon intact, he can absolutely sweep the outside world, and no one can defeat him!

"I don't know what kind of material this ancient crystal coffin is made of. It has existed for such a long time, but it hasn't completely lost its divine power like those immortal utensils."

Ye Lan's eyes fell on the huge crystal coffin, thinking in her heart.

In his last life's experience, he did not know what the material of the crystal coffin was.

However, he knew that the material of the ancient coffin was definitely not possessed by the secular world. It must come from the realm of God, the divine world.

"With so many immortal utensils, the immortal in the coffin must be a powerful immortal in ancient times.

There must be a lot of divine power in the bones of such immortals! "

Ye Lan eyes a light, suddenly opened the crystal ancient coffin, unfortunately, he found that the ancient coffin, there is no so-called immortal bones, only a scrap of black iron.

The iron is not something else, but a fragment of the magic tower.

"This..."

Ye Lan was stunned. He didn't expect that in the ancient coffin, what was buried was not the bones of immortals, but the fragments of the magic tower.

"What is the existence of this magic tower? I don't know who its owner was in ancient times?

Fusang ancient tree is afraid of it!

Now, there are special immortals who bury their treasures in ancient coffins, and a large number of immortals are used as sacrificial objects! "

Ye Lan whispered to herself.

I am more and more curious about the origin of the magic pagoda, and also more and more curious about which powerful person controlled the magic Pagoda in ancient times?

What makes Ye Lan most curious is what happened in ancient times?

Why do the gods fall and the gods and demons are not there.

As strong as the magic tower and other immortals, they are also devastated!