Brother Zhetian Yang

Chapter 271 Entering the Ancient Forbidden Land
Yang Xingchen soon traveled more than ten miles and began to feel something strange. The power of the years penetrated through the divine clothing, thread after thread.

"No, we have only walked one-tenth of the way, and we are already feeling the power of time." Ye Fan's expression changed.

Yang Xingchen quickly activated the Yuantian Divine Patterns inside the clothes. Countless divine patterns were shining brightly. A piece of divine light emitted from the divine clothes, protecting the entire body.

We must reach the top of the mountain as soon as possible. This kind of power of time and deprivation of life is really crazy.

In front of you, there are ancient trees like mountains, towering into the clouds.

Thick vines, as thick as a water tank, wind and coil like a dragon, circling the entire mountain peak.

There are countless elixirs along the way, and they look very old. Yang Xingchen has not stopped picking them. Now he is going to pick the elixir of immortality. Who cares about these elixirs that are thousands of years old?

Yang Xingchen and Ye Fan ran wildly relying solely on their physical strength. A lot of life is consumed every second, and not a single penny can be wasted here.

After traveling for about thirty miles, the divine lines on the clothes began to be erased, and each line was cut off.

They were constantly invading the mysterious power of the years, and the techniques and magic contained in the pattern were also forcibly taken away.

At this moment, Yang Xingchen was walking as fast as flying. Every time he jumped up, he felt like he was being ejected and moved forward two to three hundred meters.

When the source of the divine pattern disappeared completely, the nine ancient characters in the Taoist Sutra emerged from the stone clothes and began to suppress them, resisting the power of time.

The black gourd also emitted streaks of black light, protecting the two of them.

Temporarily stable, the power of time has temporarily disappeared and is not taking away lives, but Yang Xingchen knows that this is not safe.

Sure enough, when they advanced sixty miles, the nine ancient characters also dimmed and were gradually obliterated by inexplicable power.

The further we go, the stronger the erosion of time becomes.

This time he rushed less than a hundred miles, and Ye Fan obviously couldn't bear it any longer, and his consciousness was a little blurry.

Yang Xingchen also felt the power of the erosion of time, but fortunately, he had not suffered from the great road, and the wheel of life had not been broken.

When we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we still had a lot of strength left.

He quickly rushed to the top of the mountain, where several figures stood side by side, looking down at him with cold eyes.

Although these nine holy mountains are not very tall, they exude a majestic momentum, as if the nine heavens and ten earths are compressed there, exuding an endless sense of oppression.

The cold eyes of those people and the aura emanating from their bodies made people feel cold all over.

However, Yang Xingchen has his little daughter in hand and is full of courage. Yang Xingchen is very good at fighting against the power of others.

Among the people Yang Xingchen looked at, some had white hair like snow, and some had black hair like waterfalls. The mountain breeze blew gently, and their hair was fluttering in the wind. They all looked ethereal and good-looking.

But their eyes were cold, looking down ahead, without any emotion, they were as indifferent as robots.

These people are all slaves of the ruthless emperor.

Among them was a woman with bright eyes and white teeth, and a slender neck, like a hibiscus emerging from water.

She is dressed in white, just like the Fairy Guanghan, and is none other than the Saint of Tianxuan.

Each of these five figures has an extraordinary aura, and people with low cultivation levels are not qualified to be desolate slaves.

A white-haired man walked towards Yang Xingchen. Every time he took a step, Yang Xingchen felt as if the world was about to collapse, exuding the aura of a peerless master.

Yang Xingchen felt as if his body was pricked by needles, just like the porcelain, as if it was about to crack.

This white-haired man exudes a domineering and domineering attitude.

Yang Xingchen blocked the black gourd in front of him, and the unbearable aura immediately disappeared.

Yang Xingchen did not retreat but advanced, striding towards the white-haired man. At this time, the white-haired man's eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light in the sky. He fixed his eyes and did not move forward.

His eyes were fixed on the little girl, in a daze.

Yang Xingchen used the black gourd as a sledgehammer and hit him with one hammer.

The man looked back at Yang Xingchen, then jumped into the abyss without looking back.

Saint Tianxuan crossed the void and stood in front of Yang Xingchen in an instant.

She slowly landed next to him, her white clothes fluttering and her grace unparalleled, like a fairy arriving.

She didn't make a move, and stared at Yang Xingchen blankly, with wisps of brilliance flowing in her eyes.

Yang Xingchen also gave her a hammer with a black gourd. Like a frightened rabbit, she disappeared in the blink of an eye and jumped into the abyss.

Several other people were also beaten away by Yang Xingchen with a black gourd. He came up with the little girl in his arms. Who dared to bare their teeth at him.

Finally, Yang Xingchen climbed to the top of the mountain with difficulty!

This is the central area of ​​the ancient forbidden land. Nine holy mountains are connected together, surrounding a huge abyss. The huge abyss is so black that there is no end in sight.

The black hole is so terrifying, it's creepy just by looking at it, as if it wants to swallow people's souls.

Yang Xingchen, Ye Fan, and the little girl soaked directly in the spring water.

This feeling is much more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring. An extremely comfortable feeling comes, and every cell in the body is cheering for joy.

The eroding power of time disappears here.

The spring is crystal clear and exudes a fragrance, constantly nourishing the dry body.

There are thirteen small trees growing around the pool.

These small trees are green and green, and the green light shines like emerald carvings. Only half a meter high, the leaves are like palms, very strange.

There are no fruits on it anymore. This is where Yang Xingchen arrived in the ancient forbidden land and picked the Nine Wonders of Immortality for the first time.

Yang Xingchen picked some lateral roots, two lateral roots from each one, for a total of twenty-six lateral roots.

Yang Xingchen continued to quietly take water from this spring of life and put it into his black gourd.

So Yang Xingchen didn't go too far when he took water. He took about one cubic meter from the spring pool and stopped collecting spring water.

Yang Xingchen knew well that he could not seize too much spring water.

After soaking in the water, Ye Fan woke up after about a quarter of an hour, and his body recovered quickly.

"I'm finally alive again!" After Ye Fan woke up, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

"This world is really strange. It retains the environment of the ancient world. The rules of the world have not changed. It retains different laws of the great road, and its power is different from the outside world." Yang Xingchen said.

Ye Fan felt it carefully and then said: "If I can practice in this world, I will definitely be able to quickly repair the scars on the avenue and even improve my cultivation level quickly.

Yang Xingchen gave Ye Fan six lateral roots to repair the damage to the avenue. This kind of Nine Wonders of Immortality contains fragments of the rules of the avenue. Only two lateral roots are enough.

After Ye Fan took two pieces of toilet root, his body quickly regained its youth, and the scars on the avenue also quickly recovered.

Taking the little girl with her, she quickly ran towards another holy mountain.

(End of this chapter)