The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

"Don't leak the news of this emperor to the outside world, otherwise the emperor will naturally punish him. As for the emperor's words, your Ji family will judge by yourself.".

Chapter three hundred and seventy-eighth cultivation base skyrocketed

The future pattern of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths still needs to be pushed behind by himself, so Qin Xuan is still reluctant to let himself and the people in the reincarnation world appear in front of all beings in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

He's going to play a big game.

"According to Emperor Xuan's order, it's just that if I can't talk about this matter with the ancestors of the Ji family, I'm afraid my words alone are not enough to decide the entire Ji family."

The sage of the Ji family is a little embarrassed. After all, the fact that Ye Fan is carrying a secret treasure will definitely be spread to other cultivators. At that time, the weight of his own words may really not be enough to influence the decision of the entire Ji family. He will still focus on the pursuit of the secret treasure. of,

"Tell your ancestors, if you want to bet on a chance that you can't keep, you should bet on the birth of Emperor Xutian and the third great emperor in the future."

Qin Xuan didn't say anything more, and he directly reached out and pointed at the eyebrows of the sage of the Ji family.

The Ji family sage only felt that his figure suddenly retreated, and he was getting farther and farther away from Qin Xuan. In the end, the scene around him also changed from the Emperor Burial Space to the dark forest in the Lingxu Land. Xuan sent it out.

Thinking of the deep meaning contained in Qin Xuan's last sentence, the Ji family's sage's face was very shocked and solemn, he turned around and summoned the chariot, and drove the thunder light directly to break through the void and rushed to Donghuang Ji's house.

In the Emperor Burial Space, Qin Xuan was standing in front of Ye Fan, who was still pounding the sea of ​​bitterness. With this trace of the true blood of the Holy Body, it would be difficult for Ye Fan even if he didn't want to make rapid progress.

"Did you hide behind a tree with your figure and thought no one would find it?"

Qin Xuan said coldly, a fat man in a gray Taoist robe had no choice but to walk out from behind a big tree, it was the fat Taoist Duan De who had just left Ye Fan sneaking.

"Master Dao said how could this kid be so lucky, he can rob tombs better than me, so you are the mastermind behind the scenes."

Duan De looked at Qin Xuan speechlessly and then at Ye Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground and attacking the sea of ​​suffering.

"Is this kid the Ye Fan you said before?"

"Ah."

"It's actually still a desolate holy body, immeasurable, his mother is a god, and it is so terrifying to hit a small realm of Lunhai..."

Seeing Ye Fan's whole body was constantly surging with golden blood energy, forming a phantom of five-clawed golden dragons rising into the sky, Rao Shi Duan De was also slightly speechless.

"It's inconvenient for this emperor to come forward. When he succeeds in hitting the small realm, you will immediately take him out of the Emperor Burial Space. Don't think about what benefits you will get here. Except for the heart of the demon emperor, the benefits are all on this kid."

Qin Xuan's spiritual sense smiled at Duan De with some playfulness, then he pointed at Ye Fan and said a word, and then it turned into countless purple streamers and dissipated between the world.

"Damn it! The Daoist said that the emperor's mausoleum didn't even get a little oil or water. It turned out to be all on this kid!"

Duan De rolled up his sleeves and wanted to touch Ye Fan's body, but then he sighed and sat down a little annoyed, obediently guarding Ye Fan.

"Qin Xuan, as the great emperor, must know the secrets better than the Taoist master. He dares to tell me that he must be sure that the Taoist master can't take these treasures. It's a loss..."

Duan De was beating his chest and feet, while Ye Fan was so immersed in his practice that he didn't sense anything happening outside.

When he felt that a trace of red blood appeared again in his sea of ​​suffering, Ye Fan led the trace of the true blood of the Holy Body to melt directly into his sea of ​​suffering, running the "Dao Jing" to urge this thread The true blood that contained supreme fighting intent slammed into his entire sea of ​​misery.

At the beginning, it was just a crack in the sea of ​​bitterness, and even after taking so many elixir, it only expanded a little.

However, under the internal impact of this trace of true blood, the shell of the sea of ​​bitterness, which was shaped like a cast of gold and iron, actually cracked. It seemed that as long as Ye Fan worked harder, the sea of ​​bitterness would no longer be bound in any way.

However, Ye Fan is not willing to be satisfied with just opening up the entire sea of ​​suffering. He still wants to be stronger, and he also wants to set foot on a higher realm.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was still leftovers after the real blood hit the sea of ​​bitterness, Ye Fan continued to run the "Dao Jing", mobilizing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and his own golden blood energy, and planned to build a bridge of life.

The wrath of the sky is against the sky, who said that the ancient sacred body must not be able to re-emerge in this era?

The bitter sea is as hard as iron, can I not break the shackles?The spring of life is dry, and the bridge of the gods is difficult to build, but I, Ye Fan, want to show you successfully!

Ye Fan's roar in the sky even startled Duan De next to him. With the roar that was unwilling to yield to his fate, the entire shell of the sea of ​​bitterness, which had been densely cracked, was directly shattered by the mighty golden sea of ​​bitterness.

The vision of the golden furious sea, which could only surround Ye Fan, rushed directly to all directions like the sea bursting its embankments, and instantly spread to the entire [-]-mile area of ​​the Emperor Burial Space, all of which were shrouded in Ye Fan's golden furious sea. in.

The operation of the "Dao Jing" caused a change in the golden paper suspended in Ye Fan's bitter sea, forming a funnel-shaped aura vortex on top of Ye Fan's head.

He directly swallowed all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that had been condensed into a smoky state in the Emperor Burial Space for ten thousand years, and combined with the golden blood energy in the sea of ​​bitterness, it began to condense into droplets of water.

"This kid is really crazy..."

Seeing the sharp reduction in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Emperor Burial Space, even Duan De was a little stunned that Ye Fan's talent was too terrifying.

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Just crossing a small realm caused such a big shock. Except for Qin Xuan and the others in the ancient times, there were very few people who could match Ye Fan's talent in this era.

After a long time, the aura vortex finally slowly dissipated.

The roaring golden sea vision of the stormy waves also calmed down, but the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the entire Emperor Burial Space has become very thin.

At this time, Ye Fan, the sea of ​​bitterness in his body was turbulent, the spring of life condensed into gold, and there were golden lotuses on it.

A divine bridge communicated over the sea of ​​suffering, shining brightly, leading directly to the other side of the boundless sea of ​​suffering.In Ye Fan's heart, there are also several golden Dao patterns carved on it, which are infinitely mysterious.

The four small realms of Lunhai have all broken through, and even without any bottlenecks, they have reached the realm of the Taoist Palace.

And this can only cost a trace of true blood of the Holy Body of the thickness of the hair. If Ye Fan is willing, he can even directly break through the realm of the Dao Palace until it is transformed into a dragon, Sendai or higher.

But Ye Fan knew that he couldn't rely too much, so he stopped after he broke through the realm of the Taoist Palace.

Opening a pair of eyes full of divine light, Ye Fan was filled with soaring pride and fighting spirit.

Who said that the ancient holy body cannot be cultivated? .

Chapter [-] Hob Meat Duan De

"Oh, we are really destined for the little benefactor. We have met three times. If it wasn't for the Daoist who made his debut, I couldn't help but want to worship you."