The Shuttle of the City

Someone found the trace of the Emperor!

Huang Ying had said before that several Human Sovereigns had disappeared into the battlefield.

Ye Zichuan found Fuxi, and now he found another trace of the Emperor!

Such existence is the belief of the human race, and has made indelible contributions to the human race.

Ye Zichuan stepped out, the void shook, and his figure had disappeared.

At this time, on the other side of the mythical battlefield, hundreds of figures were fighting together, the sound of roaring was endless, and violent power was fluctuating.

The most conspicuous among them are several human races, they are too strong, their blood is as strong as the sea, like a furnace, burning with blazing and fanatical energy.

There are already dozens of corpses on the ground, basically killed by them, from various races, and the blood has gathered into a pool of blood.

boom!

The bright fist light exploded, and a skeleton life was directly blown away amidst the screams.

But the human monk who shot was also attacked by other people, and his back was bloody and bloody.

"This is the relic of the human emperor, who dares to desecrate it?" the human monk shouted, fighting bloody everywhere, never retreating.

Standing behind them is a square tripod, only half exposed, but it exudes a strong and grand aura, and even a mysterious yellow aura flows on it.

On the top of the cauldron, engraved with the ancient prose of the human race, it is magnificent, as if it carries a world.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded, and a big hand descended from the sky, accompanied by the surging power of the main god, it grabbed at the cauldron.

"What about the emperor? It's long gone, and those who are destined to get the treasure will get it."

"I'm afraid you won't die!"

boom!

The next moment, the big hand exploded, turning into a cloud of blood.

The figure of Ye Zichuan appeared here, and his big feet directly crushed the hand of the main god.

"It's you?"

The Lord God was shocked.

Chapter 905 Bloody Astral Wind

Ye Zichuan came here, stepped out, and directly crushed the big hand of the main god.

The master's aura spread for thirty thousand miles, causing countless beings to feel tremendous pressure, and couldn't help but kneel down and worship.

The main god who made the shot recognized Ye Zichuan at a glance. He came from the immortal civilization, and he once fought against Ye Zichuan in the secret realm.

I didn't expect to run into it again now, and one hand was crippled.

His palm healed quickly, and when he looked at Ye Zichuan, his eyes were gloomy and full of fear.

"It seems that the heads of the two main gods are still not enough to deter you!"

Ye Zichuan's eyes were as sharp as a sky sword, which made the main god feel as if he had been cut open.

"retreat!"

Without any hesitation, he turned around and left.

The powerhouses of the immortal civilization in the battlefield did not stop there, and quickly disappeared from here.

The speed of the main god was very fast, and he escaped tens of thousands of miles in the blink of an eye.

Ye Zichuan also made a move at the same time, striking a blow from an infinite distance.

boom!

There was a roar from thousands of miles away, and the void collapsed directly. Half of the main god's body exploded, and blood rained all over the sky.

Several buildings were smashed down, and then disappeared here in a terrible embarrassment.

The Juggernaut's blow had already seriously injured him.

"Lord City Lord!"

The human cultivator came over and saluted Ye Zichuan with excitement in his eyes.

It was their honor to be able to see this legendary supreme human being with their own eyes.

Ye Zichuan founded Shanhaiguan, the City Lord is his name, and many people call him that.

"You have worked hard."

Ye Zichuan waved his big sleeve, and a piece of light rain fell.

Everyone's injuries healed in the blink of an eye, and even the battle armor on them became brand new, and their power was greatly improved.

This is the master's method, turning decay into magic, even a piece of iron can be forged into a powerful magic weapon.

Ye Zichuan came to the front of the big tripod and began to observe carefully.

The big cauldron indeed flows with the breath of the human race, it is very ancient, as if flowing from ancient times, it is grand and boundless.

Streams of black and yellow air flowed, as if the long river of time was rolling, giving people an incomparably thick feeling.

This is a square double-eared tripod, which is one of the most widely circulated tripods in Chinese history.

The other is the three-legged double-eared tripod with a round body.

One of the ears of this tripod has disappeared, and a part is missing.

The top of the tripod is also covered with various traces, as if it has experienced a tragic battle.

In addition, there are many ancient characters engraved on the body of the tripod, such as runes and dao patterns, which are obscure and mysterious.

Only half of the cauldron was exposed to the ground, and the rest was buried in the dust.

Ye Zichuan held the tripod's ears with one hand, then lifted the tripod up violently.

He was amazed by the weight of his hands, as if he had pulled up a mountain.

The mysterious and yellow air hangs down, foggy, like the breath of the avenue flowing.

The whole body of the tripod is exposed, and there are four tripod feet underneath, which are square and square, which seems to have some ancient meaning.

At this time, Ye Zichuan seemed to smell something, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Do you smell anything?" he asked.

The few human monks behind looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time.

Ye Zichuan touched his chin, was it his illusion?

He smelled it again, and this time it seemed that there was really no smell at all.

There is indeed an emperor's aura on this tripod, that kind of familiar coercion can only be felt on Fuxi's body.

But obviously, this tripod does not belong to Fuxi.

That being said, there was another Human Sovereign who appeared on the mythical battlefield, but he doesn't know where it is now.

After studying for a while, Ye Zichuan put the cauldron away.

"I'm leaving first. You guys are careful here. If you are in danger, you can call me at any time."

"Yes, my lord!"

Several human monks saluted respectfully.

Then, Ye Zichuan disappeared here.

Their expressions couldn't hide their excitement and excitement. It was a worthwhile trip for them to meet this legendary being.

After Ye Zichuan left there, he flew all the way to the depths of the mythical battlefield.

Because the closer the cauldron got to the depths, it gave off a kind of tremor, and there was an inexplicable aura stirring.

In that unknown place, something seemed to be calling the cauldron.

After traveling hundreds of thousands of miles, he had to stop.

In front of him, the scenery changed suddenly.

The wind howled, and it was a blood-red whirlwind, whistling from east to west, making a terrifying sound, like countless lonely ghosts howling.

This is one of the scariest places in the Mythical Battlefield, known as the Scarlet Wind. It is said that [-]% of the people who entered it died inside.

This place is in chaos. After entering it, I can't tell the direction, and I can't fly. Even the main god will get lost.

This is one of the weirdest places in the mythical battlefield. Passing through here can be regarded as entering the deepest part of the battlefield.

The strong wind was fierce, like countless knives scraping between the sky and the earth, and the blood-red air flow was surging inside, like countless blood being swept by the wind, spilling everywhere.

Ye Zichuan stepped inside, feeling as if he had entered another world, and the surrounding scenery changed drastically.

With his eyesight, he couldn't see the front, back, and left feet clearly.

He clearly took a step forward, but he couldn't see clearly what was behind him.

The strange change makes people feel uneasy.

However, he is already the master, so this kind of change is naturally impossible to change his color.

It was very strange in the wind, the law of heaven and earth disappeared, and was imprisoned by a terrible force, unable to use it.

This place has become a "vacuum" zone, and there is nothing else except this kind of strong wind.

Dangdang!

The wind hit Ye Zichuan's body, and there was such a sound, as if countless weapons had hit him.

Ye Zichuan didn't seem to feel it, his whole body was emitting sparks, and he wasn't hurt at all.

The energy around him was agitated, and the terrifying law of space exploded, directly opening up a piece of pure land hundreds of meters around him, blocking all the wind from the outside.

This is a horrifying scene.