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

Chapter 63 Black Gourd, Gathering in the City of Gods

In the sky, the mighty Zifu had a deep gaze. In fact, it was not shameful for Ye Fan to lose. The reason why he agreed to this battle was to test out some things, to see Ye Fan's potential, the scriptures and magic he had cultivated, and even his opportunities.

Boom boom boom!
However, what shocked everyone was that Ye Fan and the Saint Son of Purple Mansion were evenly matched. Ye Fan's bodies were incredibly strong, his blood and energy were as abundant as the ocean, and his overwhelming pressure overwhelmed Licheng.

All the saints present felt this pressure, their faces changed drastically and they asked, "How is this possible?!"

Black Emperor said pretentiously: "The Great Emperor once left behind real dragon blood, which can cleanse the flesh of his descendants. Bathing all the way down is not inferior to the legendary physiques such as the Ancient Saint Body."

Hiss~, everyone gasped, their eyes turned red, ancient scriptures and magical powers, real dragon blood, immortal materials... it was really beyond belief.

The saints of those ordinary holy lands suddenly turned pale. For the first time, they realized the cruelty of the Imperial Road. They did not even have the qualifications to enter the Great Holy Scriptures. They felt that the previous competition was ridiculous.

The two fought bloody battles and killed each other madly. The Son of Purple Mansion was definitely not weak. In the past years, he was a genius who could become a supreme saint in the future. However, compared with the many monsters in the Golden Age, he seemed too ordinary.

Especially since the Purple Mansion Saint Son is considered weak even among the T3 Saint Son level masters, his cultivation is only at the first level of the Fourth Extreme, and his combat power is around two forbidden levels. It is normal for Ye Fan to have the upper hand over him.

Then the Saint Son of Zifu couldn't stand it anymore, and with a roar, he took out the black gourd, pulled out the wooden cork, and turned it into a rotten wooden hammer, knocking down the strands of chaotic light.

Seeing this, Lu Heng was cheered up. This was a broken imperial weapon. He didn't expect that the Purple Mansion Saint Son in the Four Extremes period had obtained this treasure. He immediately sent a message to Ye Fan, asking him to take it down.

To be honest, these saints are really lucky. Each of them has a mysterious trump card. If they do not die on the path to becoming emperor, their talents and physiques can be transformed several times when they encounter opportunities.

The Saint of Zifu used a forbidden weapon with boundless power, and no one dared to confront him head-on.

Unfortunately, Ye Fan took out the Lihuo Divine Furnace that Lu Heng had borrowed a long time ago. It looked tattered at first glance, but it was able to exert its power with the help of the wooden hammer and forcibly suppressed the Son of Purple Mansion.

Seeing this scene, the Jiang family's Grand Elder was calm and did not recognize that it was his own supreme weapon, including the original timeline. He could not see through it at all. He only thought: "Is it a replica of the Hengyu Furnace?"

"Failed!"

A Saint sighed, and the field suddenly fell silent. A Dao Palace Fifth Heaven was able to defeat a Saint of the Four Extremes. Once he broke through the Four Extremes, his combat power would fully explode. How powerful would he be? !

Everyone's heart trembled when they thought of this. Real dragon blood alone was not enough; one's physical constitution and talent must also be unprecedented.

"The Holy Sons have a great enemy. Dong Zun Fang Ye is worthy of his name."

The news of what happened here instantly swept across the entire Eastern Wilderness like a storm, and even passers-by were looking forward to the moment when Dong Zun broke through the four poles and suppressed an area.

The powerful people in Zifu were overjoyed. The stronger Fang Ye was, the better. With the innate Taoist fetus, the future of Zifu Holy Land would be worry-free.

He looked at the distraught and dying Yuan Zifu Saint Son, sighed, put it away and said: "Go back and lock it up, don't think too much."

Afterwards, the Purple Mansion Great One glanced at Black Leopard, then looked at Ye Fan, whose fighting spirit was boiling in the field, and said solemnly: "From today on, you are the new Purple Mansion Holy Son. I will officially announce it when I return to the Holy Land."

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart tightened. If he was exposed as an undercover agent who had become the leader of a gang...

In the distance, the Purple Mansion Saintess had a calm expression, but her heart was filled with ripples. The former Purple Mansion Saint Son was fine, he was no match for her at all. The Holy Land was too embarrassed to force her to do anything, and her future was destined to be free.

Now it’s Fang Ye’s turn. Is he destined to be the man who will accompany him for the rest of his life on the road to the future?
Finally, some worries and melancholy appeared in the girl's heart.

The mighty Zifu wanted to take Ye Fan and Zixia back to the holy land, anxious to discuss the affairs of Zishan.

He repeatedly invited Emperor Xuanbao to join him, but was decisively rejected by the Black Emperor.

Lu Heng thought that he could just stay put and let Ye Fan go about his life. Anyway, he had the death-saving talisman and other life-saving items, so he was not afraid of death.

In secret, Ye Fan took advantage of the fact that the Purple Mansion master was not paying attention and returned the Lihuo Shenlu and handed over the black gourd. He was still very grateful to Lu Heng. If the other party had not pretended to be the peerless king to support him, he would never have been able to make millions of pounds of energy. It can be said that he used this trend to the extreme.

"Finally got it."

Lu Heng gently stroked the black gourd. It was crystal clear, flowing with faint light, solid and immortal. Its material was not inferior to fairy gold. The wooden cork could stimulate the chaotic light. If it was fully exerted, even the powerful would die if touched by it. The main body was even more incredible. It could emit the sword light of immortals from time to time, which was effective even against the Great Sage.

The original timeline was accidentally destroyed when the old madman used it to fight against three great saints and a dozen saint kings.

"It will be a long and arduous task to repair it. The gods are gone, and only a few remnants of the imperial law remain."

Seeing this, Lu Heng pondered and made a plan in his mind. Looking towards the Northern Territory Divine City, it was time to carve out the sacred object in the stone.

The treasures in the holy city are more than the dozen or so in the original timeline, but most of them should have been dissected away. The stone archways that have been visited include Ji Family, Yaoguang, Daoyi, Wanchu, Tianxuan, Zifu...all holy places with profound heritage.

When Lu Heng returned to Zhangjiazhai in the Northern Territory, he used the small Yin-Yang mirror and noticed that there were several powerful beings lingering near Zishan. Apparently, the news of Zishan had spread throughout the world, and many people couldn't wait to take a look.

Crackling!

His muscles and bones squirmed and he turned into an old Taoist priest. He had a small Yin-Yang mirror on his head, from which countless strands of Yin-Yang light fell. A vast divine power was lurking in his every move, which made people dare not underestimate him. He also had a big black dog with a bald tail by his side.

The king of longevity and the Taoist of Yin and Yang appeared out of nowhere.

Lu Heng stepped into the Divine City openly. At that moment, the great elders of the various stone workshops were shocked. They sensed the presence of an unrivaled strong man and were all shocked. One after another, a huge divine thought was transmitted through the air: "Daoyou..."

"I am a casual cultivator, you can call me a Yin-Yang Taoist, but now I am about to die. I heard that Zishan has good fortune, and I hope to obtain the elixir of immortality."

At this moment, Lu Heng smiled with his toothless mouth.

"Old senior, this way please..."

After these words were spoken, all the powerful people became extremely respectful and invited the other party to live in the most advanced cave in the divine city.

As everyone knows, the most terrifying ancestor is Zhatian Shoujin, who always wants to become an immortal. If he can't bear it anymore and wants to drag you with him before leaving, you will be in tears.

Lu Heng nodded slowly, and walked into the most luxurious immortal palace with his hands behind his back.

As the most advanced giant city adjacent to Purple Mountain, the Holy City was once guarded by the Holy Body Emperor during the Dark Ages. Countless array patterns were engraved on it, which could allow the controller of the Holy City to be teleported back to the Holy City to save his life at critical moments.

Because of Zishan, more and more people have come these days, including all the saints and geniuses, gathering in the Divine City.

Someone sighed and said, "There are all kinds of people in the Holy City now. I heard that a long-lived king has come. We must be careful.

In the Immortal Palace, Lu Heng was in seclusion to gain enlightenment. Two or three months later, he waited for the arrival of the Saint Son of Purple Palace, Pang Bo of the Demon Clan, and then he quietly came out to greet him.

Ye Fan and Zixia walked side by side, both wearing purple clothes, which were extremely noble. The man was handsome and elegant, with a hint of dominance, while the woman was peerless and beautiful, with a trace of harmony between heaven and earth. They could be described as a perfect match.

Woof woof woof! When Hei Huang saw this scene, his whole body trembled. In a trance, he seemed to see the emperor's parents. The plan worked!
Passersby looked surprised: "The contemporary Purple Mansion Saint Son and Saint Daughter, Dong Zun Fang Ye and Xiantian Daotai, who can defeat them when they join forces?"

The man looked at Hei Huang again and said with disdain: "Why is there a dog here? It ruins the view."

At the other end of the street, a burly man strode over with a monstrous demonic aura. Here comes Pangbo.

Lu Heng clicked his tongue and shook his head. Fan Zi had upgraded his weapons to a more advanced limited edition card that had never been seen before, the Purple Mansion Saint Ye Fan!
(End of this chapter)