The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Ye Fan froze for a moment and looked at the white skeleton lying on the ground in front of him, and swallowed subconsciously. 90

The incorrupt corpses of the Tianxuan disciples seen in the valleys on the fringe area exceeded [-] people. I didn't expect that there were so many Tianxuan disciples' white bones in the depths of this barren and ancient forbidden land.

This Heavenly Jade Holy Land is worthy of being the most powerful Holy Land in the Eastern Wasteland, but why is such a powerful force still destroyed in the ancient forbidden land.

"Ah! What's wrong with my hand?"

The young cultivator who just squatted down and stretched out his hand to look at the armor on the corpse, suddenly screamed in horror and fell off the back of his mount, grabbed one of his own hands and raised it to ask.

Everyone looked at his hand, only to see that the flesh of that hand had become dry and thin as if it had been suddenly drained, the skin became wrinkled and yellow, and it looked like it had just been cursed in the forest. the same as those cultivators.

Jiang Yifei made a decisive decision, and directly pulled out the long knife from the waist of a cultivator beside him and slashed it at the cultivator. With the knife in his hand, he chopped off the old and withered palm of the young cultivator.

However, after all, there is still no way to stop the cultivator from being eroded by the cursed power. From the arms to the torso, from the torso to the neck, to the face and hair, the young cultivator who was only in his twenties also withered and aged in an instant. All that was left was a dry skin covering the skeleton.

Even the eyeballs fell out of their sockets, and with a bang, they hit the ground with a worn-out armor.

In the same way, the other few who just followed this young cultivator to check the bones also began to have this situation. There was no way to stop them from turning into old appearances, and they were instantly swallowed up in the cries of unwillingness and resentment. Guang Shouyuan died.

"Avoid these bones, let's go to the holy mountain."

Jiang Yifei told the other surviving people in the team that the power of the curse is everywhere at the moment. It seems that these disciples of Tianxuan Holy Land died because of this curse, so they all avoided the piles of bones at a distance and continued to be cautious. Go to the holy mountain.

During this period, dozens of cultivators' faces grew old, turning from the blink of an eye in their prime to the appearance of gray-haired old men, but fortunately they did not directly exhaust their lifespans and die.

Coming to the nine majestic holy mountains, the strange aura that makes people feel tired, seems to be the mysterious power of curse, that is, "wildness".

"What happened to those corpses?"

Someone pointed in front of him in surprise and asked.

On the cliffs of the nine holy mountains, countless white skeletons were piled up and intertwined in various strange shapes. It seemed that the side of the holy mountains was completely snow-white.

"Bone didn't have 1.4 lives, so it's impossible to climb the holy mountain. Are these monks who wanted to climb the holy mountain to pick holy medicine in the past?"

Everyone sucked in a breath of cold air. If all these bones were cultivators who died from the power of the curse when they climbed the holy mountain, then the number would be too many, right?Are all people not afraid of death?

But if you want to say that these bones climbed the holy mountain by yourself...

"how can that be."

Ye Fan laughed at himself.

"It seems that there are really powerful curse forces on the holy mountain, let them go."

An old man pointed at Lin Jia and the others and said that because of the power of the curse, Lin Jia and the others were terrified of the sudden death of old age. When they heard that the old man wanted them to climb the holy mountain, they were instantly pale. .

Chapter three hundred and ninety-three

The old man spoke, and the elders of the major caves seemed a little helpless, but none of them stood up to protect Lin Jia and the others. Instead, they turned around and said:

"You have also seen that no matter how high our cultivation base is, we will be eroded by this cursed power. You have already taken crystal berries in the holy mountain, and you can only pick them."

"There's nothing wrong, what do you think your role is? There are countless talented disciples, don't think that you have taken the holy medicine and it is precious."

The old man shouted arrogantly, and then motioned for the knights to push Lin Jia and the others to the front of the team, pointing at them with weapons and scolding them for climbing the holy mountain.

Although they all opened up a sea of ​​bitterness because of eating crystal berries, and obtained talents that ordinary people can't reach, but in the eyes of these big forces, they are still a group of cultivators in the realm of the gods.

Right now, they were pushed out by the group of aggressive knights who seemed to be able to do it. Everyone's face was full of despair and anger. Only then did they realize that they were still ants who were being used by others.

"What about Ye 01fan, Ye Fan came here with us, and he also ate that kind of fruit, why don't you arrest him too?"

One of the men even broke away from the two knights and asked Ye Fan, who was pointing directly to the side.

He and Ye Fan used to be on the same football team when they were in college. Unexpectedly, at this time, what he thought of was to drag Ye Fan to death together.

"Grandma Dixiong, I can't bear it anymore, Daoist..."

The fat Taoist Duan De rolled up his sleeves and planned to teach the white-eyed wolf a lesson, but he was directly held by the expressionless Ye Fan.

"In the face of life and death, is this the friendship between classmates?"

Ye Fan asked the male classmate coldly.

"Why are you okay, why are we going to die, the fruit is still picked for us to eat."

"Enough is enough! Ye Fan helped us, how can you fall into trouble now?"

Although the classmates who were close to Ye Fan looked down, they still waved their fists at the male classmate in anger when they heard these words.

"He didn't say anything wrong..."

However, most of the remaining people muttered softly.

In the face of death, the man who once stood in front of them was pulled out again, because they didn't want to see themselves die, while Ye Fan was still alive.

This is not fair.

"Then I will give you justice."

Ye Fan shook his head in disappointment, turned directly to Jiang Yifei and other big figures and said:

"Let me climb the holy mountain, they don't have to go."

Jiang Yifei and the old men looked at each other in dismay, and even Ji Changfeng, who had always been courteous to Ye Fan along the way, wanted to stop Ye Fan at this moment.

Just kidding, if Ye Fan did something in the Forbidden Land, the person whose relationship with Ye Fan could not tell the truth would probably take their anger out of their major forces.