In those years when covering the sky and becoming a banshee

Chapter 173 The world is hot and cold

The curse of the ancient holy body is almost unsolvable. For 10,000+ years, no holy body can break through the secret realm of the four poles. It is too expensive to break the shackles.

Just like the original book, the king of gods doesn't have much lifespan, and wants to do his last meager power for the younger generation, use the few lifespans to continue breaking the path for Ye Fan, use the blood of the gods to transform the Tao map, and use the prelude of the gods to obliterate the innate The veins cut off the cause and effect for it.

Ye Fan struggled to break through, and finally successfully entered the four-pole secret realm without any obstacles, becoming the first holy body to break the curse in 10,000+ years.

Everyone's heart is in turmoil, this is definitely a big event!
It made the major forces feel a little jealous and felt a kind of pressure. Few of the major forces were willing to see the rise of Eucharist, and some even had murderous intentions.

In the past, nine Dacheng Saints fought bloody battles for the human race, and some even paid the price of their lives. But when the Saints were desolate, few people helped them, and even gave them the title of "Desolate Ancient Abandoned Body".

Now, the Eucharist has finally broken the curse, but some people want to kill the Eucharist they once regarded as the 'Human Eucharist'!

The world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are dark, which can be seen...

……

Eucharist curse broken,

That night, the news spread quickly, the East Wasteland was shaking, and Zhongzhou was booming. It was destined to be an uproar, and it would be difficult to calm down in the short term.

In the next few days, many monks came to visit and make friends with Ye Fan. There were people from all the holy lands, strong men from ancient families, and successors from various major religions. Get over it.

But Hu Ning knew in her heart,
It is not that simple to break the curse!
Of course, Hu Ningxin didn't say much, she has been getting tired of being with Qi Guan Wan'er for the past few days, going out on dates from time to time, having a romantic candlelight dinner or something...

all of these,
An Miaoyi, who was being observed secretly, watched it quietly. Maybe even An Miaoyi herself didn't pay attention. Her current situation is a bit dangerous...

.........

this day,

The younger generation had a party at Xianlu Qiongjiang Building.

Those little bandits, all the saints and saints were present.

"Boy Ye, you are promising! Hehe..."

On the banquet table, Hu Xiaoju held the wine glass in one hand, as if she had drunk too much, and slapped Ye Fan frantically with the other hand.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes when he was photographed, that is to say, he is the Eucharist. If it were another person, Hu Xiaoju would have suffered internal injuries from the photograph...

"puff!"

Suddenly, at the banquet, a mouthful of blood spewed out from Ye Fan's mouth. There was a touch of gold in the crimson color, and it dyed his skirt red, which was shocking.

"I rely on!"

Hu Xiaoju woke up instantly, dumbfounded, she thought that she had really shot Ye Fan with internal injuries.

"What's wrong with you little leaf?"

Tu Fei and Li Heishui and the other little bandits were also surprised.

At this party, there were Yaoyuekong, Jijia Xiaoyue, Prince Daxia, Baiyi Luoli Xiaoni and many other masters of the younger generation. No one thought that Ye Fan suddenly coughed up blood and fell to the sky.

Ye Fan fell to the ground, his clothes were stained with bright blood, he closed his eyes, his face was a little pale, it looked very bad.

There was something wrong with the Eucharist, and it collapsed at the banquet. The news quickly spread throughout the city of God, causing an uproar!

...

the next day,
The fragrance of the medicine wafted out, and there were dozens of kinds of pills in Ye Fan's room.

Several elders from the Feng family and the Jiang family stepped forward one by one, checked his injuries, and all frowned.

"How could this be?"

"That's right, I understand, it's the Dao injury, the peerless god king Wushuang, who used the blood of the gods to help him cut off the cause and effect, and wiped out the innate dao map with the prelude of the gods, but..."

"The Xiantian Dao didn't destroy his Dao foundation, but cut off his source of life, leaving behind an unhealable wound. He won't live for half a year."

Several elders from the Jiang family and the Feng clan made precise judgments, and they all sighed to the sky. This result made them extremely disappointed.

"The curse of 10,000+ years has been broken, and I can finally cultivate. I will witness the future of a quasi-great emperor, but I only have half a year to live..."

"This is a wound left by the Great Way of Heaven and Earth. Even the mature magic medicine may not be able to heal it."

Their expressions fluctuated, the Feng Clan spent 300 million catties for this, and even the Jiang family paid a huge price for the marriage, but in the end it was such a result that they couldn't bear it.

The holy body that broke the curse was about to fall. This news was no less than a tsunami, which shook the city of God and spread to all parts of the world at the same time. Many powerful forces were alarmed.

Especially in Shencheng, it was noisy, and all the monks were talking about it. They never expected such an accident to happen.

"The law of heaven is irreversible. Even if the curse is broken, life cannot be saved. It is already doomed."

"This is really a bustling event, but it ended in a bleak end. Who would have thought that this would be the result."

"It's a pity, it's a pity, the peerless god king has worked so hard."

When the god king came, he was also helpless, even the peerless god king frowned.

The wounds left by Dao cannot be reversed by manpower. Since ancient times, almost no one who was injured by Dao has survived.

People from many big forces came here, and they seemed to be very concerned. They inspected Ye Fan's injuries and left behind a lot of panacea. Their main purpose was naturally to confirm whether the news was true.

People from Zhongzhou who came to watch the ceremony and have not yet left also came to the door one after another. After carefully checking Ye Fan's injuries, they left some elixir and left.

The news became true and was confirmed by many great religions, the outside world was full of turmoil, some gloated, some sympathized...

In the next few days, Ye Fan's residence was deserted, and no one came to visit. The enthusiasm of many people turned into indifference.

After the prosperity has come to an end, it is cold and desolate, and there are few birds in the house. Compared with the previous few days, Ye Fan's residence can be called a bleak place, leaving only the bleakness of autumn...

Human feelings are hot and cold, the world is hot and cold, it's too obvious, everything is so realistic.

……

Ye Fan woke up and turned around, dazed for a long time, he didn't expect this to happen.

"Little Yezi, I have two drops of the True Dragon God liquid here, why don't you try it?"

Hu Xiaoju couldn't bear it.

After all, Ye Fan is also her little brother who helped her a lot...

"That's right, there is no unparalleled road, Xiao Yezi, don't be complacent! There must be a way!"

Li Heishui, Tu Fei and the other little bandits also stepped forward to comfort him.

The big black dog walked up and down, then lay down on the side and fell silent.

"The road ahead is bumpy, but don't give up, cheer up..."

Lianfeng also spoke.

"Everyone, let me be quiet..."

Seeing that so many good friends came to visit him, Ye Fan felt warm in his heart, but he still smiled bitterly and left the room alone.

"I'll go back to Purple Mountain! Kid, you have remembered this Emperor, you still owe me a 'Congenital Dao Embryo' Eucharist'!"

The big black dog bit it, stood up, and turned to leave.

Several little bandits who played well with Ye Fan couldn't help sighing.

After that, the little bandits also left, and went back to seek help from the Thirteen Bandits, seeking a solution...

.........

Ye Fan walked alone in the street, he was very silent and didn't say a word.

A few days ago, it could be said that everyone in the world knew him, he kept greeting him, and in order to deal with it, his smile went numb.Now, it appeared again, although it was still eye-catching, but few people stepped forward, indifferent and indifferent.

When he turned around, he pointed and pointed, and there was a lot of discussion, sandwiched in cold words. Life is full of vicissitudes, and you can experience it all at once.

"The Eucharist is over, and the life of less than half a year will end in darkness, and will be defeated in the world after 10,000+ years. After all, there is still no miracle."

"So what if you break the curse, you're going to die in the end, hehe!"

"So what if the holy body is strong? God won't let him live. Can he fight? He can only wait for death. It really is an ancient waste body."

"Poor, God King's painstaking efforts..."

"How many people have there been in ancient times, in the era of no emperor, I am afraid that not many people can compete with the holy body."

"That's true. It attracted the attention of the world not long ago, but it's such a result, but it can't survive in the world for a long time. It's a pity."

"What is the Eucharist? In the great world where all the kings rise up together, it will still be obliterated by everyone, and it is not worth mentioning."

Some people sympathize, some gloat, with different expressions, they can say anything, there are voices of regret, and of course there are sarcasm, adding insult to injury.

Ye Fan walked in silence, and he remained silent all the time regarding these sarcasm and sarcasm.

In the end, he returned to his residence. He didn't visit anyone that day. He felt that he needed to be quiet and think about some things carefully.

In the middle of the night, in the cold lonely courtyard, a few rays of starlight sprinkled, dim and lonely.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Fan started coughing up blood again, staining the white skirt of his clothes a miserable color, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked up at the starry sky, dazed.

"What? This gave up?"

Hu Ningxin appeared on the roof holding two wine jars, and threw one of the wine jars to him.

"Miss Ningxin, I..."

Ye Fan took the wine jar with a wry smile, feeling pain in his heart as the bitter wine entered his throat.But before she finished speaking, Hu Ningxin interrupted her.

"Go to the ancient forbidden land, there, you will have a glimmer of hope, will you go?"

"But haven't the holy fruit there been picked? Besides, the holy fruit seems to be useless..." Ye Fan asked.

"There are nine holy mountains, and there are nine kinds of holy fruits. We only picked one of them. The nine fruits are one and can cure you, and that person will not just ignore you..."

Hu Ning said meaningfully.

"That one? Are you referring to Huang?" Ye Fan asked with some doubts.

"It may or may not be..."

(End of this chapter)