The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 232 Pangbo's broken thoughts
The Holy Emperor of the Sun, a title that crushes the heavens of all ages, a great emperor of the human race!Standing proud of the ages, the Fusang sacred tree accompanied him to prove the Tao.

It is not difficult for Lin Xi to guess his strength. Just because he has witnessed the complete Immortal Cauldron, it can be deduced that his strength is so strong, but it is a pity that this Holy Emperor, who has fought for the last drop of blood for the human race, has a miserable end. , Even the descendants were hunted down. If Ye Fan hadn't acted, the only blood of the Holy Emperor would have disappeared completely.

Although the later Taiyin Sage Emperor is not very clear, judging from his title and the scriptures left behind, he is also an existence alongside the Sun Sacred Emperor.

The yin and yang are strong and weak, the yin and yang work together, and the world is called emperor.

This is a sentence that has been handed down since ancient times. It can be seen that the scriptures of the two holy emperors' testimonials are strong, and they themselves are strong.

Of the two holy emperors who shed the last drop of blood for the human race, the only descendant left is the Sun Holy Emperor, and it is also in a precarious situation.

However, Lin Xi didn't intend to intervene, and everything was still on the original track, letting Ye Fan go to take Ye Tong as his disciple, and reappear the glory of his ancestors with the Sun Bible testimonial.

What Lin Xi thought, the funeral moon could also vaguely feel it. After nodding her head, she was directly transported to the outside of the Big Dipper by the system. Standing on the five-color altar, the destination, Ziwei star, the end point of the ancient starry sky road was far away.

With the departure of the funeral moon, Lin Xi looked at Wuliang Tianzun: "The old land of Yaochi and Zishan still hope that fellow Taoists will come for a walk."

Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable nodded his head and said, "Naturally."

This time, they are all preparing to improve their strength, and some things must be obtained, especially the purpose of the funeral.

"I don't know how long it will take, Immortal King."

After Lin Xi sighed slightly, she closed her eyes and placed herself in countless fairy patterns.

Yaodu.

Duan De ran back and forth sweating profusely, but he couldn't find the entrance to find the Yin. He sat on the ground with a dejected face and greeted his patriarch, but he didn't know that his patriarch was himself.

The feeling of not knowing what to do with the treasure filled Duan De's heart deeply. He swore that he would never experience that sense of loss again.

However, Duan De didn't know that there was a palace behind him that was hidden with great supernatural powers, and it was also the entrance to the grave that he was looking for so hard.

Duan De stayed in Yaodu for a long time, and he left in resentment until a smear of whiteness appeared in the sky.

In the palace, the three of Ye Fan were still stuck in the words in their minds and the vast sounds of heaven, and the brilliance of their bodies flowed like a fairy among gods, extremely extraordinary.

One day.

two days.

A full seven days passed, and Ye Fan and the three people opened their eyes one after another. There were many gods in their eyes, and their blood was like a dragon. They had obviously stepped into the ranks of monks, but they still lacked actual combat experience.

Pangbo's face was mixed with joy and sorrow. He was happy that he was finally free from mortals and had a path to the top. What was sad was that he was actually a half-human, half-demon existence, and the skills he practiced were also belonged to the demon emperor. Dijing.

"Yezi, I'm actually a monster..."

Seeing Ye Fan wake up, Pang Bo poured out all the bitterness in his stomach, and even Zhou Yi was pulled over to be his audience.

Pang Bo was very depressed, but Ye Fan and Zhou Yi, who knew his temper well, didn't speak up, and everything just needed to wait for him to vent his depression.

After talking for a long time, most of the words were repetitive, and finally stopped when he felt bored, and asked the two of them: "I am practicing the Emperor's Scripture of the Demon Emperor, what are you?"

It is a big taboo to rashly ask someone about their skills, but they are in the same sect, and they will fight side by side.

"Yezi, what does Master think? Knowing that the cultivation of the Eucharist is difficult, and it is only comparable to the emperor, why do you still let you practice the Eucharist?"

After learning about Ye Fan's practice skills, Pang Bo complained again, not paying attention to the three statues behind him.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "I don't know either, but there must be other ideas behind this arrangement, and from what we know, Master doesn't just want to train us to be great emperors."

Zhou Yi nodded in the same way. He still remembered the scenes on Yinghuo Guxing, and he knew who Lin Xi valued most.

"Master must have other arrangements, otherwise he wouldn't have sent a saint to protect us."

Although Pangbo understood, he still couldn't help complaining: "It seems that the saint is already the worst person, and he said it himself."

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched: "But he is also a saint."

Zhou Yi was also speechless. Although it is true, you think the three statues behind you don't exist, right?

Even if it's tactful...
Ye Fan shook his head, and then said: "Where should we go now? Master said that the emperor was created by fighting, but we can't go to provoke each sect and holy place, right?"

Hearing this, Zhou Yi's face was also bitter: "Yes, I only said that I need to fight, but how to start? The result of provocation is to be beaten half to death, and finally rescued?"

"I'm afraid, the emperor was beaten out"

Ye Fan: .
Zhou Yi:.
While thinking about it, Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, "Do you still remember when we came here? There are so many monsters outside, why don't you use them to practice first?"

"Yes, I almost forgot about this, I'm afraid Master chose this place for that purpose." Ye Fan agreed with Zhou Yi's words.

It's just that Pangbo is drooling, and after seven days of retreat, he is already hungry. The monsters outside can not only be used to practice hands, but also can be used for tooth-beating sacrifices.

Having made a decision, the three of them stopped staying any longer, got up directly, and walked out excitedly.

Then dumbfounded.
The monsters at this moment have changed a lot from when they first came here. The few remaining palaces have almost collapsed, and corpses are scattered all around. Not only monks, but also many monsters, the air is full of a strong smell of blood.

"What happened here?"

The three of them peeped at each other, and looked back at the palace they retreated to. It was still intact, and there was a faint brilliance flowing in and out of it, and it was isolated from the outside world.

"It seems that something extraordinary should have happened during this time."

As Ye Fan spoke, his eyes fell on the huge body.

It was a blue wolf with scales all over its body, with a broken horn on its forehead, which seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon. The sharp teeth in its mouth were scattered all over the ground, and there was a huge wound on its abdomen.

Not far from Qinglang, there was a long sword that had been broken in two. On the collapsed ruins lay a mangled body. Judging from his body shape, he could be vaguely told that he was not very old.

After looking around, the three of them walked away, aiming at the dense forest.

(End of this chapter)