Cover the sky: start from swallowing the magic pot

Chapter 482

"What's the relationship between you and the Holy Land of the Purple Mansion?" Wang Yangzhan, the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, moved his eyes slightly and found something unusual.

This mysterious existence comparable to the Holy Lord has a similar temperament to the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion, and even the former is better than the latter. The mana of the Purple Mansion is condensed to the extreme, which makes people palpitate.

"Did you see it?" Zifu Shengzi said indifferently.

His forehead bones were shining brightly, and the spiritual thoughts tempered by the secret of the word "Qian" gushed out like moonlight, and the fluctuations were astonishing, as vast as the sea, bursting out with thousands of strands of purple flowers.

An indescribably large purple star rose and floated behind him, and the two resonated, bursting out with even more terrifying power, which made people suffocate.

"It's similar to the secret technique of Ziwei Sect, but it's even more astonishing. What is the origin of this person?" Wang Yang Zhan's eyes were flickering, and he was very cautious.

A holy master, and a holy soldier handed down from generation to generation, and his physique is likely to be a king's body. If he wants to fight with him, it must be a battle of life and death!
"It's related to the Zifu, and has learned the secret technique of the Ziwei Sect in the Central Territory! Who could it be?"

"God General of the Purple Mansion, over the years, the holy sons and saintesses of the Holy Land of the Zifu have disappeared one after another, but the soul lamp is still alive. Could it be the holy son of the Zifu?"

"That's not right. This is a peerless Holy Master who can compete with the leader. It cannot be a young man. There are too few people like Nan Yao. The Son of Zifu can't do this."

The stone forest is very large, and the rocks are strangely shaped and different, some are like crouching cows, some are like green tigers, and some are like pan phoenixes, which isolate this area. In the mist outside the forest, there are holy land elders talking to themselves, Curious about this mysterious man.

"Purple Mansion God General... titled as God General, seems to be something that happened in the ancient era!" Su Lao from the Huanggu family was present, but Lingling shuddered at this moment.

In that distant past, it was an ancient era close to the gods. There was a person who swept the world and ruled the heavens and the world. Under that person, there were eight great generals. They quelled the universe and were invincible. unstoppable.

"Is it from the ancient clan?" Some people watching the battle frowned, very scrupulous about this.

All major holy places and aristocratic families in Beidou know the strength of the Taikoo Clan, and some great religions even issued strict orders that sect disciples should not have conflicts with the Taikoo Clan, and those who violated it will be punished severely
"You and I are both the leader of the sect. The Yin-Yang sect and the Eucharist have an undying enmity. Do you really want to take this muddy water?"

The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect spoke with a very solemn tone. The ancient Yin-Yang mirror above his head glowed with black mist and blood, and the black and red Yin-Yang diagrams rotated endlessly. Two small worlds were faintly visible, exuding terrifying power!

The murderous aura soared to the sky, and the sound moved Cang Yu. Ye Fan, who barely stood up, turned pale. He was hit by this coercion, and almost fell to his knees.

At this time, there was a faint blue light emitting from his body, full of antiquity, bearing the imprint of the ancient years, and also erupted with a saint-level breath, isolating the coercion of the saint soldiers.

"This little bastard really has a secret treasure!" The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect looked stern, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense.

"The Yin-Yang Sect has lost its luck, and will encounter disasters of extermination in the not-too-distant future!"

The son of Zifu's tone was flat, and he revealed a reality, which caused an uproar among the spectators. Many young people were full of enthusiasm and respected this.

The Yin-Yang Sect plundered talented children in Zhongzhou and Donghuang and turned them into servants of the sect, which is already disgusting.

Photographed by the prestige of the Yin-Yang Sect, the world dare not speak, but now a peerless holy master dares to provoke an ancient great religion, today may be bloody, and some leader-level figures will fall
"I don't know where this senior came from."

Ye Fan was also a little pale, and at the same time, he felt grateful. Although he had a backup, he couldn't guarantee his survival.

After all, this time is different from the previous ones. A priest who has lived for more than 3000 years is chasing and killing the holy soldiers handed down from generation to generation. Even the Taoist can't resist it. It is definitely a catastrophe.

"Arrogance! Do you really think that I dare not kill you? You provoke the divine religion, and your death is approaching!"

The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect shouted loudly, his white hair stood on end, strands of thick blood flew out from his celestial cap, pierced through Xiaohan, and shot at the bullfight, almost drowning this withered land.

He became famous 2000 years ago. At that time, he was already the master of the great religion, and his reputation shook the five realms. Now that the years have passed, and his bone age is three thousand years old, no one dares to underestimate this living fossil, knowing that this is an unfathomable figure.

The Son of the Zifu's expression was calm, his body was surrounded by chaos, and his eyes were full of purple lights, exuding an aura of detachment from the world.

"Zheng!"

In an instant, a gloomy sword sounded, and a god shattered the void, flying like a fairy light from outside the territory, reaching the eyebrows of the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, not to mention him, even the people watching the battle were about to burst into pieces. collapse.

"Yin and Yang evolution!"

The white-haired old man pinched out his fingers, and the yin-yang holy mirror above his head became brighter and brighter, spinning continuously, flowing out black and red mist.

The sound of the sword colliding shook the sky, and countless sparks emitted from the surface of the ancient mirror, which were brighter than the stars, dazzling, and dangerously blocking the ray of sword light.

"The two realms of yin and yang!" The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect roared, urging the Yin-Yang mirror with all his strength!
"Crash!"

Big waves crossed, tides surged, and a monstrous stream of blood flowed out, covering the world directly, turning this place into a sea of ​​​​blood domain.

Not only that, the other side of the ancient mirror began to show the pattern of the holy way, and the boundless black mist surged forward, carrying the mysteries that corrupted the ages, rushing forward.

This is not a simple attack of divine power. It contains two small worlds, which are unparalleled in power. The wave of destroying the world comes from far to near, making the group of cultivators change color and retreat quickly!

The weapons trained by the ancient sages are enough to suppress the Dao Slayer King, and it is even more crushing for the monks of Sendai.

"Bah!"

The immortal power of Yuhua was flowing, and the holy son of the Zifu was running the Xuanjing, and a layer of light feathers appeared on the surface of his body, with metallic luster, clanking, resonating with the devouring talisman in his body.

The thin chaotic origin in his sea of ​​suffering is also recovering, blending and colliding in his body, and bursts of chaotic light burst out from his palms and fingers.

This is a terrifying metamorphosis in the world. The way of eternity and the way of devouring are combined into one, evolving the true meaning of chaos!

"How is it possible, you can actually control the chaotic air flow." The old leader of the Yin Yang Sect was very surprised, showing a look of astonishment.

Ye Fan also had heart palpitations for a while. He felt the breath of the "Yu Hua Xian Jing" and felt a little faint. He must not be a descendant of Yu Hua Shenchao.
"Chong!"

A purple spear appeared in the left hand of the Son of the Zifu, which was made from the purple flame jade sacrifice. He swung the spear, and the brilliance shot out, like a hundred rounds of suns exploding, bright and dazzling, piercing towards the opponent.

At the same time, the chaotic magic power in his body surged, and the golden and jade staff in his right hand also erupted with terrifying power. The phoenix blood red gold on the top of the staff was incomparably magnificent, and bursts of scarlet clouds flowed out, initially recovering.

The terrifying pattern of stars covered the sky and covered the earth, extending out, shining through the sky, so terrifying to the extreme, it directly suppressed the world of yin and yang!
Due to the different qualities of holy weapons, the mana they need to revive is also different, and weapons trained with high-level materials are easier to activate.

The Yin-Yang Mirror was trained by holy king-level divine materials and two void small world sacrifices, and in terms of divine power circulation, it was not comparable to the gold and jade staff mixed with phoenix blood and red gold.

This is also the reason why everyone hopes to get the ultimate immortal gold. This material has countless benefits. As long as one is found, refining it into a weapon can greatly improve the quality of the weapon. The value is immeasurable, and it cannot be measured by the source of God. , is the fairy material that everyone dreams of.

In an instant, the Yin-Yang Ancient Mirror and the Golden Jade Staff were intertwined together, and the Divine Chain of Order flew continuously, making a "clang" collision sound, making Wang Yangzhan's face pale and his breath unstable.

In an instant, the mana in his body was drained rapidly, swallowed by the bursts of chaotic energy, and he became much older in an instant.

This is not a big battle at all, the result is already clear!

The golden and jade scepter has become a top-grade holy weapon through the sacrificial training of Tuoyu Yuansheng. Ordinary holy soldiers can't resist its attack. If it weren't for the yin and yang mirror, which is also a great holy weapon, this battle may have already been divided. win or lose.

"An old man with withered blood, why bother to be born, the future generations will be unworthy, and the predecessors will be ashamed!" The holy son of Zifu's eyes were blazing, the purple jade battle suit on his body was shining, and the golden jade staff in his hand was shining brightly, locking on the opponent .

This 3000-year-old living fossil looked pale. After knowing it, the mana of the opponent had a devouring characteristic, which suppressed him, and even the holy soldiers of the ancient ancestors could not save him.

"Ah! This is a holy lord of the Eight Forbidden Domain, and it is even more terrifying than the king's body!"

The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was not reconciled. As the leader of a generation, he had been rampant in the Big Dipper for thousands of years. He was a giant of a generation.But now he was targeted by someone and became a prey. This was a kind of humiliation, and he couldn't resist.

"The ancestral soldiers are resurrected, the gods are awakened, help me one step!" He roared frantically, wanting to fight to the death.

The monks watching from a hundred thousand miles away heard it, and people were terrified. Let an ancient priest scream in such despair, one can imagine the state of despair he fell into.

The black and red mist flows, the mirror light diffuses, the yin and yang mirror reflects eternity, and a black dragon flies out of the black mirror, with its head raised and hissing, it really has life and exudes a dragon spirit.

On the other side, a clear phoenix cry came from the blood-colored world, and a mighty blood phoenix flapped its wings, roaring through the sky and the earth, terrifying to the sky, invincible to those who stood in its way, extremely terrifying.

Under the power of the black dragon and the blood phoenix, Wang Yangzhan burst out with red and black light all over his body, and his white hair began to turn black, as if walking against the long river of time, going against the current of his peak.

He is tempering his own true blood, and wants to get rid of the opponent's imprisonment. The price of doing so is very high. Burning his blood will exhaust his few life essence, and he may die immediately after this battle.

However, there are fierce soldiers on the side, and the old leader has only one choice!
His whole body shone brightly, wanting to become one with the yin and yang mirror, fleeing towards the outside world, wanting to escape a catastrophe.

"Stay!"

The Son of the Purple Mansion finally moved, and arrived first, holding the golden jade staff in his hand. The luster of the phoenix blood red gold was extremely shiny, emitting a layer of magnificent rainbow light, brighter than the stars.

He swung the star stick, surrounded by three thousand chaotic lights, and hit the phantom in the void, with the heart of killing, wanting to kill the opponent with one blow.

Brilliant red light, like a river of stars pouring down, shattered the vast sky and swept away. This stone forest was shattered into pieces, vulnerable to a single blow.

The old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect was terrified. He didn't care about the Yin-Yang mirror entangled by the gold and jade scepter, and directly tore the void and crossed to other regions.

He knew that the yin and yang mirror could not be brought back, and the opponent's holy weapon was even more terrifying. This mysterious person was very evil, and could devour other people's mana, which he could not match at all.

Instead, the only way to escape this catastrophe is to flee to other regions.
The speed of the Zifu Shengzi was even faster. He stepped on the "Xing" formula, turned into a purple lightning, and threw the spear from a distance, with an amazing killing intent. Embody!

As the cold wind blew, Huaxian Pond was ruined, devastated, and dilapidated. The dry and exhausted riverbed was speechless, exuding a strange atmosphere.

No one noticed here, this barren land is not like Huaxian Pond, let alone Dragon's Den.

Only Ye Fan thoughtfully saw the extraordinary nature of this terrain. The shape is dense, the stone forests are dense, the cliffs are high in the sky, there is little green vegetation near the dry lake, and the surrounding mountains are full of vitality.

The more you look at it, the more frightening you are. This place is very similar to the terrain recorded in the Yuantian Book. It leads to a mysterious and unpredictable place. Maybe there is a world-shaking dragon hidden below.
However, he didn't think too much about it right now. He took out the jade bottle and drank two mouthfuls of the divine spring to restore his state.

"boom!"

Flying corpses from the sky, a stream of light fell, smashing the earth into hundreds of huge cracks, which spread out like spider webs.

In the distance, the members of the Yin-Yang sect who had just arrived cried loudly, because this was the body of the old leader Wang Yangzhan, who had been slaughtered and thrown down from the sky.

"Slaughtered a master of the great religion, who is it?"

In the sky, many strong men rushed to see this result, and all of them trembled with fear. The majestic leader of a generation came out with the holy soldiers handed down from generation to generation, and they were all beaten to death, shocking the human world.

And that mysterious Zifu God General disappeared without a trace, not appearing in the world.

At this moment, Ye Fan was startled and stared at a boulder closely. In the battle of the leader, all the surrounding stones were blown up and turned into powder. This catastrophe.

The boulder is very ordinary, with a monk's mark on one side, and an old man riding a green bull on the other side, and there are strange patterns
"If there is no accident, this should be Shidi Cheni, and the other one riding a green bull to the west, it should be Lao Tzu, the purple air is coming from the east, and there is purple air even on the stone wall!" I made a conjecture, which is a little unbelievable.

The ancients 500 years ago actually appeared at this end of the starry sky. Where did they go along the ancient road of starry sky?

"I left Hangu Pass in the west, and China disappeared since ancient times. I never thought about it, but I passed here..." Ye Fan thought it was incredible, Lao Tzu's "road to the west" was really too far away!
The two sages came here, could it be said that this is Huaxian Pond.

But how could the fairy pond dry up?This doesn't make sense at all, Ye Fan is a little uncertain.
In the distance, nine royal purple dragons roared, covering the sky and the sun, pulling a palace, entangled in chaos, and descended on this place.

The accompanying holy master also arrived, and seeing the body of the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, everyone who had a good relationship with the Yin-Yang Sect began to discuss it.

The excited Yin-Yang disciples wept even more and glared at Ye Fan, wishing to have him skinned and cramped, thrown into the [-]th floor of hell for day and night torture.

"My lords, I beg you to be the masters. The Eucharist colluded with the ancient clan and killed my powerful human clan. If this kind of traitor is not killed, how can the world be at ease!" The elder of the Yin Yang Sect knelt down in front of the palace, weeping blood every word, It's touching.

"The Eucharist is indeed a rape, and must be punished with death!"

"Betraying the human race, mutilating the great sages, their hearts can be punished."

"Ye Fan, you still haven't pleaded guilty!"

The rest of the people also clamored together, yelling at Ye Fan. Ji Ziyue's eyes turned red when she saw this scene, and wanted the old Holy Master to speak, but Ji Tianyun's expression was indifferent, and she didn't want to pay attention at all.

He doesn't want to accept this grandson-in-law, and he can't accept it!

The other party is too capable of causing trouble. In just a few years, he successively offended the Yin-Yang Sect, Daoyi Holy Land, Zifu Holy Land, Dayan Holy Land, and the Golden Family. They were all cut off by him.

Even though his Ji family is the overlord of the southern region, they cannot face the anger of so many forces at the same time.

Compared with Ye Fan, Nan Yao is Ji Ziyue's good match, but unfortunately Ziyue is unwilling, as a grandfather, he can't force it, he can only watch the Shenzhou Dynasty recruit a son-in-law.

Ji Haoyue has been defeated several times, and the possibility of proving the Tao is close to zero. Right now, the family has started to choose a marriage partner for him, hoping that he will spread branches and leaves for the Ji family, and maybe give birth to a second generation of gods
"The talent is good, but it's a pity that I don't know how to advance or retreat!" Ji Tianyun said to himself, and gave Ye Fan a judgment.

The Emperor Guhua at the side also hesitated.

Ye Fan killed one of Gu Hua's clan sons, and the other's father went crazy, hoping that the dynasty would strangle the Eucharist. He remembered Ye Fan's kindness to Shenquan and suppressed the incident.

However, the other party has offended so many powerful forces, and has already cut off the path of righteousness, and the matter of marriage is over.
Pang Bo and others who came across from the Xuanguang Terrace were extremely angry when they saw this scene. Li Heishui spoke righteously and said loudly: "Bloody mouth, that senior is clearly the peerless Holy Master of our human race, and definitely not from the ancient tribe."

"Don't make any noise, the saint is here, keep silent!" Great Elder Yaoguang looked indifferent, and stopped everyone, making everyone's heart palpitate.

The rest of the holy masters also looked at each other coldly, their attitudes were very indifferent, they didn't care about the right or wrong of this matter at all.If you hate the saints, these people who stir up trouble should be killed.

Su Yu looked calm and didn't care about these people.

With a flash of his figure, the divine tower behind him vibrated, and pieces of golden light flowed out, which turned into tiny beads and bound at the ends of his hair.

Su Yu walked quietly to the boulder. The imprint of Sakyamuni was very clear, with a compassionate face, a solemn treasure, a demeanor of great wisdom and sages, and an aura of compassion for all living beings.

Lao Tzu's imprint is even more extraordinary, the purple energy is mighty, and all the stripes are composed of Zhong Dingwen and oracle bone inscriptions.

The old mansion master of Qishi mansion calculated with the magic of heavenly performance, even after reading the two brand marks over and over again, he found nothing.

"This kind of aura is at least two great saints." The old man in linen stared at the imprint on the stone, curious about these two.

The rest of the holy masters also looked sideways. The imprints left by the two great saints may contain the Taoism of those two, but it is a pity that everyone still can't understand it.

"It's not the great sage, but the two quasi-emperors!"

Su Yu's expression was calm, he bent his fingers a little, and the power of the sun flowed between them, drawing out a strange rune, the word emperor shocked the sky, and ripples appeared in the void.

"Quasi-Emperor!" The old Palace Master shrank his pupils, even more surprised.

In the end of the Dharma era, the law is not obvious, and there are actually two people who testify to the quasi-emperor!

The rest of the people were also shocked. Zhundi, who is only one step away from proving the Tao, belongs to the legendary existence. The last known name is Gai Jiuyou who is 9000 years old!
"Where did these two quasi-emperors come from, and where are they going?" A leader looked at the starry sky, slightly absent-minded.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo were also startled. These two former sages of the earth are actually quasi-emperors!
At this time, the Taiyin Emperor's patterns were scattered, and Su Yu's eyes were like lightning, and he pointed out, breaking the illusion, and hitting the space hidden in the void.

"Oh!"

In an instant, mist rose from this dry lake. It was incomparably ethereal, but inaccessible. Surrounded by mist and water, a dry lake with puddles appeared.

At the same time, thick fog gradually formed in Huaxian Pond, covering the entire stone forest.

"This is."

The old man in sackcloth also opened his eyes, looked at the mist, and suddenly realized what was going on here.

"Could it really be Huaxian Pond?" The accompanying leaders were excited, if it was Xianchi Pond, there would be great opportunities!
It has dried up and turned into a small puddle. If there is a fairy, it can be easily found and taken.

"Buzz!"

Someone made a move, and stretched out his powerful hand to grab the water puddle, trying to grab the fairy thing.

Before the two saints could make a move, Queen Mother Xi, Elder Yaoguang and others made a move together. Streams of light pierced through the sky, crushing the person who made the move secretly, and fell on the spot. Watching the younger generation tremble.

"Both quasi-emperors have been here, maybe it really is Qinling Immortal Pond, the birthplace of Emperor Qing." Shrouded in purple mist, Palace Master Guishui spoke with a crisp voice, like jade beads falling on a plate, looking forward to it.

"Since ancient times, I don't know how many gods have sunk into the fairy pond. According to legend, there are shattered emperor soldiers and fairy treasures." The fairy girl beside Su Yu whispered, her dark eyes flashed with wisdom Light.

As the mist emerged, Ye Fan's expression changed, and he recognized the terrain: "This is the Land of Immortals, a rare and wonderful land in the world. It is difficult to connect to one of the Immortal Lands, and there must be great dangers!"

This kind of terrain is recorded in the Yuantian Book, but there are only legends about Dengxian Road, and even a few Yuantian masters were not lucky enough to witness it, they just speculated about this terrain.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone present was in an uproar. There is such a road in the Qinling Mountains, which undoubtedly leads to Huaxian Pond. The so-called Dengxian Road must originate there.

For a while, many people gathered at Ye Fan's place, and there were many elders of great teachings, hoping to let this descendant of Yuantian lineage find the way to immortality.

Ye Fan shook his head, and said truthfully: "A narrow escape is equivalent to passing through the gate of death, and it is very difficult to pass."

Compared with the various Jedi in the Eastern Desolation, this kind of terrain is much more difficult for even the Holy Master to get through.

Climb to the Immortal Land, it is not visible on weekdays, and it is hidden in nothingness all year round. Only those who have cultivated the eyes of the sky can see it, but it is also very difficult.

It will reappear in the world every tens of thousands of years and take shape. Only at this time can the world catch traces and glimpse one or two.

This is also the reason why no one can find Huaxian Pond. It only appears once in 1 years. It is in nothingness and does not belong to the world of mortals at all.

It's almost like coming from another world, this is also an opportunity, otherwise, under normal circumstances, even if you accidentally catch his trace with the eyes of the sky, you won't be able to walk in at all, and you are close to death.

Whenever it comes into the world on its own, it will weaken infinitely, and it is not so scary anymore. If the method is superb, it should be able to pass.

"Your junior can show you the way. There are two saints here, so you should be able to open the road to immortality." Ye Fan said, saluting Su Yu and the old Palace Master.

Su Yu looked calm and didn't respond. His sleeves shook, and patterns of the sun emerged, like star fields flickering.Dao patterns flicker, complicated and mysterious, and they are one with the pulse of the earth.

In an instant, the clear brilliance dispersed, the light and rain fluttered, exuding a strange orange atmosphere, and then the dark light dimmed, and a shallow road appeared!
"Let's go!" Su Yu stepped forward and walked on this path of light.

The old mansion master of Qishi Mansion was about to enter, but found an old man in a white robe and a golden star crown walking beside him, and there were several young people behind him.

"The poor way is too white!" The sage of longevity saluted, seeing the other party's realm.

Both are high-ranking saints, but the other party is a saint who came out of the end of the Dharma Era, so he deserves a salute.

The old man in sackcloth nodded, took everyone into his eyes, followed without saying anything.

A new saint made the leaders a little nervous, but the actions of that saint afterwards made people tremble even more.

"Your Highness, the matter in the Central Region has been handled properly."

(End of this chapter)