We agreed to go to Taishan Sect and you will pull the coffin for me.

Chapter 155: Feathered Immortal Valley
Although Lu Heng's great power belongs to himself and he does not need the help of the Three Silver Blood Emperors, he can learn Yuantianshu, which is considered a favor from Zhangjiazhai. Hearing the domineering ancient clan sneer, he said, "They won't be arrogant for a few days."

Just as the two were teasing the little girl, Pang Bo's burly figure rushed into Zhangjiazhai, with demonic aura rolling, and shouted, "Oh no, I got the news that the Purple Mansion Saint was attacked by Li Xiaoman and retreated to Yuhua Fairy Valley."

Hearing this, Ye Fan stood up suddenly, his eyes showing murderous intent, and said in a deep voice: "It must be the incarnation of the crocodile ancestor's divine thoughts and the divine thoughts of the great saint body again."

This time it was beyond their expectations. They thought he would continue to attack Pangbo and send him out fishing, but Crocodile Ancestor changed his target and killed Zixia.

Ye Fan couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to go and save Zixia.

When Lu Heng heard the name of Yuhua Immortal Valley, he couldn't help but think, could it be that the Demon God Flower was discovered by Crocodile Ancestor? If the other party can rebuild his flesh and get the baptism of the Demon God Flower, he really has a chance to become a quasi-emperor.

Without further ado, everyone set off quickly. Black Emperor drew a Dao pattern in the void and teleported out instantly.

Buzz!
Soon, Lu Heng and others arrived at Yuhua Fairy Valley. This mountain forest was ancient and fairy-like, but there were traces of battle. Tall trees were cut off and mountains collapsed.

The origin of Ye Fan's holy body suddenly resonated, and his golden blood rushed into the sky, triggering some kind of law in the void. A mark fell down and was sensed by him.

"This is the message Zixia left. She is in the valley."

Everyone wanted to fly over, but they saw several terrifying beast shadows and were slightly startled.

In a deep swamp, a giant black crocodile was roaring towards the sky; on a mountain top there was a bird's nest, with a golden Lightning King Bird looking down coldly; they were all actually the cultivators of the King of Slaying.

Lu Heng looked at the latter. The Lightning King Bird had a strong True Phoenix bloodline. Its wings covered the sky and the sun. Endless golden electric light intertwined, like waterfalls falling, with a terrifying momentum. A demon saint egg was dormant in the nest, guarded by its mother.

Seeing this, he understood that the Lightning King Bird in the original timeline had fallen, and there was a hole between its eyebrows, which looked exactly like the wound caused by the crocodile ancestor who pierced and bit it.

His offspring was adopted by Ji Ziyue, and absorbed the Demon God Flower. His future is limitless, and he can even fight against a young supreme Saint King.

Now Lu Heng and others arrived several years earlier, and the Lightning King Bird was not dead. Although the mother and daughter were safe and enjoying family time, there was no way they could be tamed. They missed a huge number of opportunities. Every peck and every drink was destined, and cause and effect were mysterious.

Lu Heng didn't care and stepped into the depths of the valley, where there was peace and tranquility.

In a thatched hut, Zixia's figure is illusory and ethereal, imprinted into the void. Her innate talent for the Tao is fully displayed, communicating with all the ways, achieving unity of man and nature, and she also has a secret treasure. Behind her, the painting of mountains and seas slowly opens, as if isolated in another universe.

She was pale, and when she saw Ye Fan and others at the entrance of the valley, her expression changed drastically, and she sent a telepathic message: "Be careful, don't come in, there is a trap here."

The next moment, endless phantoms of gods and demons appeared, and the sky was filled with bloody rain and wind, attacking in a mighty force. It was real and murderous, just like the legendary battle in heaven.

Boom!

There was no need for Lu Heng to take action. Ye Fan snorted coldly, and a piece of black and gold scale armor soared into the sky. The demonic aura was overwhelming, and the shadows of black crocodiles filled the sky, and thousands of strands of holy light fell. The supreme power enveloped him and swept away all the illusions.

In an instant, the valley returned to tranquility.

Black Emperor was very perceptive. He ran to a nearby place and dug out a cracked stone statue. Seeing this, he sighed and said, "It is indeed the quasi-emperor ghost statue. It was the one that caused trouble just now."

“This is a secret treasure that was carefully refined by the strongest quasi-emperor. There are nine of them, which are combined together to form a large formation. Even the supreme holy spirit can be trapped. It’s a pity that this one is already in ruins, with only a little bit of vibration left. Otherwise, it would not be so easy for us to get through.” The crisis was resolved, and the Purple Mansion Saint who was trapped in the thatched hut seemed to walk out of a painting, falling from the void, turning two dimensions into three dimensions. Without this ability, there was no way she could escape from the death calamity.

Zixia's gaze fell on Ye Fan. They hadn't seen each other for five years, but they had never forgotten each other. Instead, their friendship grew stronger. Seeing the other party rushing to rescue her, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

At this time, in the distance a four-colored exotic flower was about to bloom, and the four lights of earth, fire, wind and water intertwined, as if the world was created and chaos was replayed. Every ray of rosy light was close to the Tao, and every wisp of floral fragrance cleansed the soul.

Black Emperor smelled it and looked at the strange flower in disbelief, shouting, "Demon God Flower?! There is actually a Demon God Flower here!"

However, before it could rush forward, it saw a golden divine egg lurking under the strange flower. A graceful woman in a white dress walked out from the side and used magic to repel the Black Emperor.

Ye Fan sensed the movement here, looked up, and was shocked, with a complicated look in his eyes: "Li Xiaoman."

He already knew that the other party was helpless and controlled by the Crocodile Ancestor, who could chase him and attack Pangbo. He knew that the two would never turn back, so he was going to kill them.

At the same time, Li Xiaoman's expression was complicated, and she said calmly: "I didn't expect you to come back. Why bother? Isn't it good to be on the other side of the starry sky? Live a peaceful life as an ordinary person. Today you will eventually fall."

Zixia was smart and understood a lot from the eye contact between the two. She took light steps and stood side by side with Ye Fan.

When Li Xiaoman saw the two of them, her eyes turned a little colder.

Seeing this, Lu Heng and Pang Bo looked at each other. Although it was a bit unscrupulous, they couldn't help but laugh. They didn't expect to see a Shura field in this scene. Maybe they could witness a "killing wife to prove the truth" today.

Ye Fan was wearing black-gold holy armor, holding the Heavenly Scepter, with golden blood gushing out like an ocean, and vast magical powers intertwined. He was insolent and shouted, "Crocodile Ancestor, your main body is dead, and only your clone has a glimmer of life left. Do you still want to seek death?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the golden divine egg under the Demon God Flower shook, broke out of the shell, and turned into a small crocodile. Li Xiaoman's eyes changed, turning into golden vertical pupils, full of tyranny, and a thousand-foot-long crocodile rose into the air from between her eyebrows, covering the sky and the sun.

It rumbled and said with resentment, "You damned Demon God Flower is only a few years away from maturity, and you keep trying to stop me. Die!"

A thousand-foot-tall divine crocodile stood up, Buddhist temples appeared in all directions, shadows of arhats, bodhisattvas, Buddhas and others filled the sky, and huge golden claws fell down, shattering the void with terrifying force.

Rumble!
Lu Heng no longer held back. A black gold tripod with dragon pattern floated above his head. Thousands of black dragons rose into the sky. Each one was taller than the golden crocodile and full of supreme divine power.

"What?! Imperial soldiers?"

The Crocodile Ancestor's divine consciousness was unaware of everyone's background and was extremely shocked. Facing the bombardment of the heavy tripod, he was like a resurrected emperor, accompanied by black dragons. The three thousand worlds passed by with his vast immortal power, shattering the vacuum and tearing apart the heaven and earth.

No! The ten thousand foot long divine crocodile was suppressed by the imperial soldiers, solidified in the void, unable to move, and could only watch itself being crushed into pieces by the black gold tripod.

It wailed, "Old ghost, why don't you take action?"

Buzz buzz, a demon shadow that looked like a broken mountain stood tall, with howling winds and bloody rain, and it stretched out its huge hand to attack Lu Heng.

(End of this chapter)