The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

This time, it was the Holy Son of Yaoguang who stood up and spoke. As soon as he finished speaking, he had already sacrificed a black cauldron from the sea of ​​​​torture.

With the protection of the Jidao Emperor's soldiers, the Royal Air Control is nothing at all.

With such a cheating behavior, everyone was helpless. They could only watch the people in the Holy Land of Fluctuating Light, under the protection of the imitation instruments of the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron, bathed in the magical light of Dao rhyme, and the first batch of people flew towards the suspended ones. Ruins of the ancient city.

The air restriction set up by the ancient masters was responded to again, and a strong sense of oppression fell directly from the sky, as if the gravity had increased hundreds of times in an instant, even the cultivators standing on the edge of the cliff could feel their legs. Couldn't help but bend down.

Although there is no great emperor in the Holy Land of Fluctlight, the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron is an imperial soldier who preached the Tao under the worship of the Holy Land of Fluctuation tens of thousands of years ago, and its heritage should not be underestimated.

What's more, this imitation magic weapon already has a trace of the power of the extreme emperor soldier, far exceeding the holy soldier.

At the same time as the ban appeared, a giant dragon roared from the black golden cauldron with the dragon pattern, resisting the pressure of the ban, and sent the Holy Son of Yaoguang and others to the ruins of the ancient city safely.

The oppressive feeling of prohibition passed away quietly.

As soon as the people in the Holy Land of Fluctlight landed in front of the gate of the ruins of the ancient city, the two metal gates covered with thick dust immediately creaked open to both sides, revealing a door gap for the Holy Land of Fluctuation and others to pass through.

Seeing that the ruins of the ancient city were allowed to enter without any taboos, the other cultivators were a little nervous.

"Are there any Jidao Emperor soldiers? If we don't rush in first, the good things inside will be robbed of the Holy Land of Fluctlight."

"Nonsense, do you think the Jidao Dibing is a stall on the street? You say there is."

"Grandma, this would really be a misstep. Fluctuating Light Holy Land said on the surface that it would let our generation experience it, and as a result, we took out all the imitation treasures with the power of the dragon-shaped black gold cauldron."

"Look at the Jiang family."

Hearing the exclamation of one of the cultivators, everyone turned their heads to look at the Jiang family's side, but saw that Jiang Yifei once again sacrificed the imitation barren pagoda that Ye Fan had seen in the barren and ancient forbidden land.

Covering all the Jiang family's children in a khaki light mask, as Jiang Yifei imitated the Huaguang that erupted from the barren tower, the Jiang family also began to forcefully cross the cliff and fly to the ruins of the ancient city.

"It seems that this imperial air restriction requires equally powerful means to break."

With the example of the Jiang family and Yaoguang Holy Land successively reaching the ruins of the ancient city through the cliff, the cultivators of other forces also took out the "talismans" that their elders gave them in advance.

The Huaguang of the body-protecting instruments continued to appear in the air, and the loose cultivators who were still staying on the edge of the cliff were a little bit embarrassed when they watched the disciples of the forces walk in through the gates of the ancient city one by one.

Without the family background and the protection of a power, these loose cultivators can't even get the opportunity that is close at hand. This is the gap.

However, there will still be some special cases of 897.

"Come on, I'll take you there with me."

Xia Jiuyou said to Ye Fan, with his background, it was impossible for the character not to give him some protective treasures. It was easy to enter the ruins of the ancient city through the cliff, but Ye Fan was different.

Although his cultivation base is enough to make everyone look at him, he still doesn't have any background after all.

"No, I can go there myself."

However, Ye Fan shook his head and rejected Xia Jiuyou's good intentions. Xia Jiuyou frowned in surprise:

"This is not the time to be brave, look at those people—"

In the direction of Xia Jiuyou's finger, there are dozens of unwilling cultivators using various magical powers to forcibly rush into the ruins of the ancient city, but under the pressure of the imperial air restriction, they all screamed and fell to the bottom of the cliff. .

Then came the roar of some kind of terrifying beast under the cliff, and fell into a dead silence.

"If you don't have absolute certainty, and you don't have any background strength to help you, no matter how brave you are, you will only end up like this."

Xia Jiuyou's chest was constantly heaving and he seemed to be really angry with Ye Fan's recklessness and blind confidence.

"I'm absolutely sure what you said, I have it."

With a faint smile still on Ye Fan's face, he uttered these words in a loud voice, causing Xia Jiuyou to fall silent for a while. .

Chapter [-] Jijia Ziyue

Xia Jiuyou's slightly long and narrow eyes stared at Ye Fan, trying to see if Ye Fan was deceiving herself, but what she saw in her eyes was Ye Fan's calm and confident face after all.

In the end, Xia Jiuyou lowered his head a little discouraged:

"Okay, then I'll wait for you in the ancient city."

"Remember to this son, there is still a battle between us, don't let this son fall in here."

Hearing Xia Jiuyou's familiar threat, Ye Fan smiled even more, and nodded to let Xia Jiuyou go first, and he would come later.

Ye Fan didn't know what was the background behind Xia Jiuyou, but he was sure that Xia Jiuyou would not stay here.

Sure enough, Xia Jiuyou didn't even need to sacrifice any magic weapon, and jumped directly from the edge of the cliff to the ruins of the ancient city. The imperial air restriction only returned to calm the moment it appeared. This instantaneous change even made a crowd of people. In shock, he forgot to take the opportunity to follow in.

The black metal gate of the ancient city opened a gap, Xia Jiuyou looked back at Ye Fan meaningfully at the last moment of entering the ancient city, and then the gate closed again with a "crunch" sound.

Seeing Xia Jiuyou entering the ancient city, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then it's time for me."

Ye Fan does not rely on anyone. He always believes that his physique will never be a waste.

Since the Holy Body line was once known as an invincible physique, how could he stay in place because of a ban?

"Everyone, if you are not sure that you can pass, you should go back the same way and wait for the passage to reopen after seven days."

Ye Fan kindly reminded the scattered cultivators who were still on the edge of the cliff, and then walked towards the cliff by himself.

Under the astonished gazes of the others, every step Ye Fan stepped on the ground, his whole body flashed a golden light. When he walked to the edge of the cliff, his whole body was wrapped in pure golden light, like a The god of war in golden armor.

"Dong dong, dong dong, dong dong dong...〃"..."