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Hearing this, Ye Fan took a deep breath, his eyes showed determination, without any hesitation, he swallowed a small piece of crocodile ancestor meat in one gulp, and began to refine it slowly.
"Great Immortal, this kid hasn't even fully developed the Sea of Bitterness, and his cultivation is pitifully weak.
Although it is an ancient sacred body, I am afraid that it will not be able to absorb the majestic energy in this fairy treasure, right? "Duan De couldn't help saying.
"In this era, the path to the Eucharist has been broken. If he wants to walk out of a great path, he must be different, and this is just a test." Xu Yi said.
Ye Fan's body didn't bulge into a ball like Duan De's exaggeratedly, it just swelled up a little.
Its body is like a big oven, which continuously emits strong heat and strong mana fluctuations.
In the sea of consciousness, Ye Fan only felt that he was about to be burst by the powerful vitality. The meridians of the whole body and limbs were covered with cracks. Outside the body surface, blood vessels burst, and a large area of blood was dripping. He became a blood man in an instant.
But even so, Ye Fan still didn't make a sound, and was still enduring.
Compared with Duan De's pitiful howling like killing a pig, it can be seen that it is ordinary!
Seeing this, Xu Yi couldn't help being moved. He stretched out his finger and tapped lightly, and a ray of light blended into Ye Fan's eyebrows.
"Daxian, what did you do?" Duan De asked.
"Give him something!" Xu Yi smiled mysteriously.
Ye Fan's body was startled suddenly, a strong light appeared in the sea of consciousness, and that light manifested a figure.
This figure is blurred, covered by the chaotic breath, his body is not tall, but he has a majestic, arbitrary and eternal majesty, standing upright, no one else but me.
"Who is this? It's so overbearing!"
Ye Fan couldn't calm down, and then the figure began to recite the scriptures, as if enlightened, very mysterious.
Its sound pierces the nine heavens and ten earths, the roaring sound of the avenue is endless, all kinds of visions emerge one after another, the heaven and the earth celebrate, the sun and the moon shine together!
"This seems to be the scripture of the Lunhai Realm, and it is even grander and more magnificent than the Lunhai scripture of the Taoist Scripture I got.
It is rumored that the Dao Sutra is the first foundation-building scripture in the Lunhai Realm, and countless monks and holy sons of the Holy Land flock to it.
But this scripture is not a Taoist scripture, but it is more mysterious than it! "
Ye Fan recited the mysterious scriptures silently, operated the mysterious method, and the speed of absorbing the fairy meat was greatly accelerated!
In its abdomen, the calm sea of bitterness suddenly set off huge waves, golden waves blooming, flowing endlessly!
Outside, Ye Fan's whole body radiated golden light, his eyelids were slightly closed, and his brows were stretched.
A vision manifests behind it, and an endless golden ocean appears, its shape is magnificent and powerful!
"Such a huge sea of bitterness, a vision of the holy body, a golden sea of bitterness! It really is worthy of the ancient holy body!" Duan De murmured.
However, the vision is not over yet, and when the golden sea of bitterness tends to calm down, one after another, strange, uh, cyan lotus flowers emerge on the surface of the sea of bitterness!
"The vision of the holy body, the green lotus planted in the sea of bitterness!! Awaken two visions obediently, and the divine body of Donghuang seems to be nothing more than a rising moon in the sea of visions!" Duan De was shocked by the talent of this kid Ye Fan .
After a long time, Ye Fan finished refining the fairy treasure, and slowly opened his eyes, as if waking up from a dream.
At this time, his realm has already reached the perfection of the Lunhai realm, and he looks like he has just stepped into the Dao Palace. He is no longer a rookie in cultivation, and with the blessing of the Eucharist, he has a place for the younger generation.
Ye Fan felt his whole body reborn and powerful strength, then took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said:
"Thank you!"
He didn't specifically talk about the grace of preaching, because he felt that the scripture in the sea of consciousness was more profound and powerful than any holy land scripture in the entire Eastern Wasteland!
Most importantly, he felt a kind of arrogance that engulfs the world, and he is the only one who is the only one. His mind was shocked, and he couldn't calm down for a long time!
"Those who learn from me live, those who resemble me die!" Xu Yi just said eight words calmly.
Ye Fan's heart became serious, he is a smart person, he immediately understood what Xu Yi meant, and thanked him again.
Helping Ye Fan is just a matter of convenience!After all, in the future, this guy will travel through time and space to help Shi Ritian fight the enemy, and Shi Ritian is his friend.
Naturally, Xu Yi also hoped that Ye Fan's future strength would be as high as possible.
In this case, Shi Ritian's situation would be better if he hadn't participated in the battle.
At least don't be so miserable, relatives, friends, lover, and children are all dead!
A person bears the life and death of a world, and goes on the road alone, wandering through the ages!
Chapter 1302 Three people in a long river of time
The Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory is vast and boundless, and there are many holy places gathered.
For example, Yaochi Holy Land, a holy land mostly for female cultivators, was created by the Queen Mother of the West. There is also the ancient scripture "Xihuang Jing" in the door, which is super powerful and has a profound foundation.
There is also the Jiang family of the remote ancient family, the famous big family that once appeared the peerless god king, and also suppressed by the "Huan Yu Jing" of the rare emperor's scripture, its strength should not be underestimated.
But these have nothing to do with Xu, even though there is still a mysterious forbidden area here, the ancient mine of Taichu, which has traces of the world since ancient times, and has been passed down to this day.
"It should be here!"
Xu Yi saw that the terrain in front of him looked like a bead guarded by nine dragons, and there were nine dragon veins entangled underground that secretly connected the general trend of the world, containing unimaginable power.
In the center of Kowloon, there is a bare purple mountain standing there, surrounded by mountains and mountains, drifting with a gloomy atmosphere, full of dead silence, and no living things can be seen, and there is no human habitation for hundreds of miles.
This is Purple Mountain, also known as Ancient Emperor Mountain, which can be regarded as a restricted area.It used to be the burial place of the Immortal Emperor, but it was later occupied by the guy Wu Shi, who left Wu Shi Bell in it to suppress all enemies in the world.
There is no end to the sound, all the people are silent, and they dare not have the slightest thought of resistance!
This is the great reputation left by Wu Shi back then!
Nanyu, Xu Yi, Ye Fan, and Duan De came here after they separated.
This is a kind of intuition, if there is no beginning, it is the similar flower that the incarnation of the endless.
Based on the relationship between the two of them, due to the cause and effect of certain time, they should leave some messages for themselves.
This is also the reason why he came to Zishan in the Northern Territory. This place is not a secret place, and you can know the location with a little inquiry.
Xu Yi was about to go in, but looking at his follower Crocodile Zu, he couldn't help saying:
"You wait outside!"
"Yeah, Great Immortal!" Crocodile Zu nodded again and again, he wished to stay outside, seeing this purple-black mountain, he couldn't help but feel fear in his heart, as if it contained great terror.
Because he is a monster, so this kind of warning reaction is more acute!
Hearing this, Xu Yi no longer cares about Crocodile Ancestor.It is not a big safety problem if he does not enter this mountain because of his cultivation.