Reflect the world

Chapter 920 God King (first update)
"That is……"

Ye Fan stared at the front in astonishment, the boundless evil spirit and the peerless divine source coagulated and surrounded each other, forming a huge Taiji diagram inside and outside the yin and yang.

The Taiji diagram rotated peacefully, surrounded by skeletons one after another.

It has been half a month since Tang Xuanming obtained the source of the gods. During this period, Ye Fan continued to refine and practice, and opened the sacred treasures of wood and gold, and opened most of the sacred treasures of earth. Only the god of kidneys in the internal organs Tibet has not fully opened.

Just a piece of divine source has already made his cultivation jump a lot, which makes Ye Fan overjoyed.

"It's nothing. This is the real entrance to Purple Mountain. Be careful next time."

Tang Xuanming glanced ahead. Among the skeletons on the ground, there were skeletons that were still shining brightly. They were the extremely strong people in the Eastern Wilderness.

The Taiji Yin-Yang Diagram looks soft and slow, but the peerless sword energy contained inside can kill people at the level of Xiansan Zhandao.

For the current Donghuang, that is a dead end, no one can pass.

But for Tang Xuanming, it's still a little bit of a child's play.

He took out the green lotus in his hand, and the green lotus grew bigger and turned into a huge lotus platform.

He took the initiative to jump into it, and Ye Fan followed behind.

The huge lotus slowly closed without revealing a single gap.

Then Gululu rolled over the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram.

Clang!
When it ran over the Taiji Diagram, a boundless sword energy shot up into the sky and struck the blue lotus, but it couldn't damage it at all.

Ye Fan was thrilled to hear it inside the lotus, but he walked through this section intact.

When Tang Xuanming calmly put the blue lotus in his hands, Ye Fan realized that the stone wall in front of him had turned purple, and they had really entered the interior of Purple Mountain.

"Dig it!"

Tang Xuanming looked at the empty stone wall in front of him, and Ye Fan who was a little dazed, and said, "Don't stand still, dig down!"

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, picked up a spirit treasure and kept digging on the purple rock wall.

The two continued to move forward. During this period, he was shocked to find that the tunnel just dug disappeared completely soon, and Zishan seemed to have a magical power, which was constantly recovering.

Tang Xuanming has no waves in the ancient well, and Ye Fan was hired as a coolie for him, otherwise it would be too shameful for a top master to do such a degrading thing.

Face is still needed.

I don't know how long it took to dig, but the unchanging purple color in front of them finally changed, and a piece of lustrous fairy light appeared in front of the two of them. Among the layers of fairy light, one after another Qionglou Yuyu loomed.

Ye Fan, who had been working hard all this time, raised his head in astonishment. He didn't expect such a cave to exist in this underground world.

The continuous ashes had caused him a huge psychological shadow. He thought it was an underground magic cave, but he didn't expect that it looked like a fairy palace inside.

Tang Xuanming was much calmer, just glanced at it, and he could see that there was no living thing here, it was dead silent.

Nothing exists.

This is the real entrance of Zishan, all the power and weirdness are buried behind it.

"Let's go!"

He moved forward according to the guidance of the power of fate, and soon found a downward bloody staircase, and Ye Fan followed in a daze at the end, looking left and right, with excitement in his expression.

Then staring at the stone wall on Tang Xuanming's right, his eyes suddenly focused, and he said: "There is a line of words there, someone has been here."

But he found that Tang Xuanming didn't realize it, and was about to walk out of his sight, and Tang Xuanming's calm voice sounded in his ears at this moment.

"Don't be dazed, keep up."

Ye Fan was shocked, and instinctively followed Tang Xuanming, but the name on the stone wall was also deeply imprinted in his mind.

"God King Jiang Taixu."

Tang Xuanming proficiently used the power of fate to explore everywhere, with a relaxed look on his face. He had already traveled many miles away from that line of inscriptions. During this period, he had seen the inscriptions of many powerful people. Just glance at it and ignore it.

In the eyes of Ye Fan, who has not yet completed the realm of the Dao Palace, there is no one who enters this area. Every line of characters has a unique Dao Yun, which is completely natural.

Let him have some insight.

He and Tang Xuanming just ignore that Gu Tianshu, the strongest person who came here, is just a great sage up to now, in his opinion, it is outrageously weak, and he doesn't care at all.

He only cares about the two pieces of extreme imperial weapons that he left behind back then.

"It's just that the road ahead is a bit difficult."

Tang Xuanming couldn't help but frowned when he heard the demonic call of the ancient monster-level figure from the depths of Zishan Mountain.

It was left by the ancient creatures, and it was specially used to slaughter people who strayed into the Purple Mountain. To him, those demonic calls were nothing more than some unique dao rhymes, ugly and noisy, and the way of composition was chaotic and meaningless.

But for Ye Fan, it was a terrifying magic sound. His body burst out with golden light uncontrollably, the sea of ​​bitterness was roaring, and the five great gods were also roaring, making him look like a golden god, Although it is of no use.

The Dacheng Holy Body can come and go freely in the purple mountain, completely ignoring those ancient creatures.

But Ye Fan, who has just stepped into the world of practice, can't do it, he is too bad.

Tang Xuanming couldn't help but frowned seeing Ye Fan lost his mind and couldn't hold back, and was about to walk deep into Zishan Mountain.

He is a mortal on the surface, but at the core is a monster of the other side level.

Even if there are even figures of the Great Sage level among the primordial creatures in Zishan, they are of little use to him.

But Ye Fan can't.

"According to the current situation, Ye Fan can go out for at most one mile, and then he will be tempted by the creatures in the Purple Mountain uncontrollably."

Tang Xuanming glanced at Ye Fan, Ye Fan's power of destiny emerged under his gaze, it was a bright golden light, extremely strong and terrifying.

At this moment, traces of black threads were wrapped around the golden light, but at the same time, there was also a huge purple beam of light wrapped around it.

"Purple beam of light?"

Tang Xuanming's heart moved, and he couldn't help turning his head to look at a stone wall. A thin, skinny figure just emerged from the stone wall at this moment.

Ye Fan has been watching Tang Xuanming's movements, followed Tang Xuanming's gaze to look at the stone wall, his pupils shrank involuntarily: "Is there anyone here?"

Ye Fan's eyes were like lightning, and he rushed to Tang Xuanming's body with a swipe. The golden sea of ​​bitterness boiled, and his strength reached its peak. After finishing all this, he tilted his head and asked, "Brother Tang, what should we do now?" ?”

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will."

Among the stone walls, the lips of the skinny figure trembled slightly, and a voice came clearly to Tang Xuanming and Ye Fan's ears.

"I'm just a poor person who strayed into Zizi Mountain just like you. If anyone still remembers me, they should know my name. My name is Jiang Taixu. I was called the God King thousands of years ago."

(End of this chapter)