The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Even if the magic weapon on the Holy Son of Yaoguang was the imitation of the emperor's weapon, the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron, Xia Jiuyou's face was still arrogant.

Apart from the Great Emperor, perhaps only the Emperor Zhun can barely achieve the true strength of the Jidao Emperor's soldiers.

Even if it is an imitation magic weapon, it is not something that the Holy Son of Fluctuation, who has never cut the Dao, can completely control it.

At best, it's just a preliminary sacrifice; it's just a fake dragon-patterned black gold tripod, but it doesn't have much effect in a real fight.

"My Fluctuating Light Holy Land will no longer compete for this cauldron."

The two sides may continue to fight at any time, but Yao Xi, the Holy Maiden of Fluctuation Light, came out and said.

The Holy Son of Yaoguang still had a cold expression on his face, as if he wouldn't worry if the sky fell. This might be another kind of arrogance.

Since Yaoguang Holy Land has chosen to back down, the rest of the forces will not touch the bad heads of Ye Fanxia Jiuyou. After all, the arrangement of the cauldron here may not be the best chance.

Where there is life, there is hope.

The loose cultivators have seen the strength of the two new talents, Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou, and they dare not have any objection. They can only watch Ye Fan put the huge cauldron into the sea of ​​misery.

The cauldron that entered the sea of ​​bitterness of Ye Fan could only occupy a certain corner, because the other secrets hidden in the sea of ​​bitterness of Ye Fan at this time were too domineering.

Now that the cauldron was taken over by Ye Fan, the cultivators who didn't catch anything naturally rushed to other places, and no one wanted to be behind others and didn't get any chance in the end.

Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou didn't leave in a hurry. The rest of the people stayed on the platform and observed the broken buildings and the Dao patterns on the altar for a long time before turning around and heading deeper into the ruins. …

Except for the beasts that have survived in the ruins for tens of thousands of years, the cultivators have not encountered any terrible fatal danger, but most cultivators still died in the cannibalism of their own kind and companions.

No one dared to take the initiative to provoke those famous people on the Tianjiao list, and in the end, the remaining people almost went deep in the same direction.

"You'd better be careful not to be deceived by seeing other people's beauty."

Seeing the fluctuating saint on the other side turning her head and nodding to Ye Fan, Xia Jiuyou said angrily.

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this was the nth time Xia Jiuyou had reminded himself to beware of the Holy Maiden of Yaoguang, was he so lacking in determination to be fooled?

"Why are you so hostile to her?"

"This is a female... This is my intuition. Didn't you see that she just wanted to win over you and use you?"

"Well, I see it, but I have to be willing to take the bait myself."

"I think you really want to take the bait."

"How did you speak?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, everyone is a brother, so wouldn't they belittle me like that?

He is not a real young guy, he has been working alone for three years since he was on Earth.

He has seen all kinds of people, and with his mature psychological age, it is natural to see that the Holy Maiden of Fluctlight is using his own 3.7 attempts, which is not enough to make Ye Fan take it to heart.

Ji Haoyue, Ji Changfeng, the gods from the Ji family, and Ji Ziyue, the "witch" who turns people's faces when they talk about it; Jiang Yifei and Jiang Yichen brothers from the Jiang family; the saintess and sons from various holy places, and the pride of various sects Disciple... these geniuses gathered together, and even the world became a little dim.

Looking at these peers, who were also engraved on the Tianjiao list, Ye Fan's heart was full of fighting spirit.

Compared with the four disciples of the Holy Land of Fluctuation, Ye Fan was more willing to compete with the Holy Son of Fluctuation who had just held the imitation of the dragon-patterned black cauldron.

He could feel that these arrogances were not just what they looked like on the surface. Even Ji Haoyue, who fought against him in the Lunhai Vision at the beginning, knew that Ye Fan didn't use all his strength.

"Of course, neither did I.".

Chapter [-] Ruins of the ancient city

Xia Jiuyou, who heard Ye Fan muttering to himself, looked over suspiciously.

"Nothing." Ye Fan smiled.

Many cultivators traveled together, and during this period, they also encountered ancient artifacts hidden among the incomplete ancient city buildings, many of which were at the level of holy soldiers, which inevitably caused a chaotic battle.

In the end, there were only a hundred or so cultivators who were the most outstanding practitioners at the same time, and they went deep into the very center of the tower, and came to the ruins of an ancient city that was already crippled and looked like old people.

Compared with the areas they had explored before, the ruins of the ancient city in front of them were more complete, which also allowed Ye Fan and the others to witness the splendor of the ruins with their own eyes.

The center of the ruins is a cliff surrounded by mountains on all sides, and the ruined ancient city ruins are suspended in the middle of the cliff, and it is a floating city in the air.

"This is no different from the city in the sky in Greek mythology..."

Seeing the ring-shaped ancient city in the cliff, Ye Fan murmured.

"What are you talking about? Is "Greek Mythology" the owner of this ruin?"

Xia Jiuyou asked innocently.

"No."

Ye Fan shook his head. In Beidou, perhaps only his old classmates can understand things on earth.

Looking from the front, it is obvious that the two dark black metal gates at the main entrance of the ancient city are closed, shutting everyone out.

The city wall, which was several dozen meters high, was broken, and huge gaps were exposed in most places, and various city buildings that were also collapsed and crooked behind the city wall could be seen.

I don't know how many years of obliteration have taken this magnificent and majestic ancient city in the ruins to become what it is now, but people can still feel its former glory from the preserved traces.

However, Ye Fan looked at the ruins of the ancient city that were quietly suspended in the middle of the cliff. It was no different from the bronze coffin that fell from the sky.

"Is this also the burial place of a certain god?"

This idea suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's mind, and the whole person involuntarily shivered.

"Everyone, the central area of ​​the ruins has been restricted from the sky by Da Neng, and now the ruins of this ancient city are the final destination. I will do what I can."