The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Ye Fan's face was tensed at this time, and he could only stare at Duan De's constant greetings to this fat man, and then he hoped that the piece of vessel fragment in his body would be able to show his power again.

Sure enough, just when Ye Fan's ability to bear reached the extreme, the utensil fragments in Ye Fan's bitter sea moved again.

I saw the green patina on the surface of the shards peeled off a little bit, and turned into the same blue light that dissipated in Ye Fan's sea of ​​bitterness, which immediately calmed the demon emperor's heart.

Daowen restrained all the rays of light and stopped the transmission of life breath, and Ye Fan was relieved, but looking at himself now inflated into a balloon, he wanted to cry without tears.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the initial refining of the emperor's heart."

Duan De walked over and circled around Ye Fan and said that even Duan De could clearly feel the huge vitality leaked out when the Demon Emperor's heart appeared.

But what he didn't expect was that Ye Fan actually endured the heart of the demon emperor with the realm of the Taoist palace.

"The emperor's heart is now in my divine spring. The most important thing now is what should I do?"

Ye Fan reluctantly said that there are at least four secrets hidden in his body that cannot be told, and how can he get rid of this appearance now?

Seeing that his body was even more round than Duan De, Ye Fan himself felt that he couldn't bear to look directly.

"The emperor's heart contains the blood that contains the life essence of the emperor. It is estimated that the one you just refined is only a drop of it. However, if you die without exploding your body, it is your life. You only need to absorb all the life essence. Your body should be back to normal."

"Don't be discouraged, little benefactor, this is a great opportunity. Besides, you are planning to retreat, just right."

The fat Taoist said, but when he saw Ye Fan's appearance at this time, he couldn't stop laughing. If Ye Fan couldn't beat him, he really wanted to kick his feet on this dead fat man's wretched fat. face.

As Ye Fan's bodyguard, Duan De still has professional ethics. He won't leave Ye Fan just like that. He took Ye Fan to find a cave. After confirming again and again that there is no danger, Duan De returned it to Ye Fan. A lot of restrictions were set up in the cave to protect Ye Fan's safety.

In the end, when Ye Fan was about to retreat, Duan De and Ye Fan made an appointment for a year to meet at Zishan, and then they ran away without knowing where.

The virtue of this thing can be imagined with the toes of his toes, where he probably ran out to dig people's ancestral graves, anyway, he is a saint, and he can be regarded as the number one person in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Ye Fan doesn't need to worry about what happened to him, as long as he doesn't encounter the ancestral tombs of the great emperors of those forces, he won't cause any big trouble.

Although the golden paper lying quietly on Ye Fan's bitter sea was the last volume of the "Dao Jing", no matter how hard Ye Fan read it, he could no longer read any ancient characters on the golden paper.

It was as if the contents on the golden paper were hidden in the clouds, if Ye Fan couldn't get rid of the clouds, he would never be able to see the real face.

"It's really weird, can't I cultivate a complete "Dao Jing"?"

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After trying many times to no avail, Ye Fan decided to ignore this last page for now.

Running the "Dao Jing" began to absorb the full life essence in the body. Although the process was very slow, Ye Fan could clearly feel the powerful effect that the life essence brought to him when it merged into his body.

If it really is as Duan De said, if he completely refines the heart of the entire demon emperor, wouldn't the realm directly dominate the entire Eastern Wilderness?

Of course, this is just a thought, after all, Ye Fan almost died by just refining the nine cows.

"Pang Bo, I hope you're all right..."

When he thought about the outside of the Demon Emperor's tomb, Pang Bo was possessed by a mysterious blue light and left with the Demon Emperor's heart. Now that the Demon Emperor's heart appeared here and Pang Bo was silent, Ye Fan was deeply worried.

With a sigh, he then closed his eyes and began to relax and practice.

Gold-colored blood gushed out from his body, forming a vast ocean, shining with light, and the life essence that was constantly flowing with blue light lingered on the entire golden ocean, like clouds in the sky.

One month, two months, three months... ten months passed.At first, Ye Fan, who was swollen by refining the demon emperor's heart, finally absorbed all the life essence filled in his body, and his body returned to normal.

Because the life essence of the demon emperor's heart is nourished, Ye Fan's skin is as clear as white jade, and the breath all over his body is billowing like a giant wave.

In his internal organs, the six divine treasures all shone with mysterious Dao pattern rays of light, and they were completely opened up within a few months, reaching the peak of the Dao Palace realm, and they could hit the next big realm at any time.

Ye Fan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, opened a pair of eyes that shone with golden light, he lowered his head and looked at his body that had returned to its original state, his face a little excited.

"In such a state, even if you rush out to explore the Eastern Wasteland, you don't need to be too timid."

Ye Fan clenched his fists, and there was a faint sound of "crackling", which shows how strong Ye Fan's physical strength is now. .

Chapter [-] The Bodhi Golden Buddha

It has been almost a year since I met the bronze coffin dragged by the nine dragon corpses in Mount Tai, and was brought to the Big Dipper by him and a group of old classmates.

In this short year, Ye Fan saw a lot of things that he could not see when he was on earth. At the same time, he also embarked on the road of cultivation, and his cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. The hard work at the beginning of the sea of ​​suffering has reached the top of the Taoist palace today. .

The higher the realm, the wider the world seen in the eyes.

Now even if he meets Jiang Yifei, Ji Changfeng or Xia Jiuyou again, Ye Fan is confident that he is no worse than them.

I am a desolate and ancient holy body, why should I be afraid of the arrogance of my peers?

The Eucharist, Ye Fan does not know the true lineage of the Eucharist, but from the memory of the origin of the Eucharist and the drop of the true blood of the Eucharist passed on to him from Qin Xuan, Ye Fan seems to be able to understand his "four or six" Seven" kinds of physical destiny.

"If I am invincible, the world will dare to fight."

Ye Fan laughed loudly, and then thought of the page of gold paper floating in the sea of ​​​​suffering.

When he first got the "Dao Jing", although Qin Xuan told him that this book was enough for him to cultivate to the realm of the saint.

But now Ye Fan has reached a bottleneck in the Taoist realm, because the "Daojing" he got is only in the Taoist realm, and the last volume is the most important part.

However, until now Ye Fan has no way to see the contents of this golden paper.

When Ye Fan thought about it, the page of golden paper flew out of his sea of ​​misery and floated in front of Ye Fan.

"I just don't believe that I can't spy on what's on it."

The sea of ​​bitterness within the body surged again, and the furious sea and raging waves appeared all over Ye Fan. The huge waves violently slapped the golden paper on the page, but the golden paper stood still, like a mountain supporting the sky.

The golden light of the Shenquan spewed, and the Dao patterns on the five divine treasures shone at the same time, raising Ye Fan's aura to an unprecedented state of power.