Projection of the Heavens

"what chance?"

After a long time, Ren Xiaoyao barely calmed down and said.

No matter what the purpose of the undead emperor is, he doesn't have much resistance at this time.

A little bit of glittering light flickered on the Feixian Waterfall, and the voice of the undead emperor wafted: "The big devil is at the end of the road to becoming an immortal, gather the power of all the ancient emperors, and kill him!"

"If you miss this opportunity, you will never have a second chance!"

Ren Xiaoyao was slightly silent.

How could he not know that this life would be the last fight, and if he didn't succeed, he wouldn't have a second chance.

"Go, when the emperors rise together, the road to immortality will definitely appear. At that time, it will be the last battle! I need you to contact many emperors and people, and then we will kill the devil together!"

The breath swept the sky, and Feixian Waterfall slowly disappeared into the starry sky.

"The end of the fairy road......"

Ren Xiaoyao's eyes flickered slightly: "When I become an emperor, I will call back the fruit of the previous eight generations. The person who becomes an immortal can only be me!!"

..........

The great world is turning, the years are gone forever, and hundreds of years have passed in a hurry.

On the ancient road of the starry sky, a group of heroes compete for hegemony, and countless arrogances compete for the hegemony.

In this great world, I don't know how many existences with imperial capital. Even if they are as powerful as Ye Fan, they have fought **** battles with people. Although they won, they also shed blood.

In an ancient road of starry sky, Ye Fan was walking alone.

His cultivation has reached an extremely high level, and what he needs is not penance, nor **** battles, but more of a feeling.

In a recent battle, he defeated Huo Linzi siblings, Huang Xudao, and it has been 230 years that he has not fought with anyone.

He walked through the ancient roads, saw everything withered, the wreckage of the stars, and saw the old trees under the strike of lightning grow new shoots, and even the common gecko reborn from its broken tail, he can also feel the indescribable touch.

The killing of all things, in his eyes, is no longer killing, but a transformation of pure matter and pure imprint. All things die and turn into corpses, septic soil, and are absorbed by vegetation.

Grass is eaten by deer and sheep, and then transformed into another life form. Herbivores become food for beasts, beasts are killed by humans, and human beings die of fighting...

A cycle of reincarnation, a circle of a cycle, it seems to exist forever!

Even if the Great Sage, the Emperor Quan, and even the Great Emperor shattered the starry sky and the stars after the battle, it would not be considered any damage at all to the heavens and the earth.

It's nothing more than converting one substance into another energy...

Enlightenment, enlightenment!

At this moment, in Ye Fan's eyes, heaven and earth are no longer heaven and earth, but the innumerable interweaving of Dao and reason, as small as a grass and a tree, as large as the stars and the universe, nothing more than that.

Heaven and Earth opened up secrets in front of him, and Ye Fan learned something extremely precious from it.

"Everything grows and disappears, the stars also have their lives, can heaven and earth last forever? Can the Tao last forever? The great reincarnation of heaven and earth, the small reincarnation of human beings, all kinds of things do not add to me, do not harm the Dao of the Great Emperor, I understand! Then! , what about my way?"

Ye Fan muttered to himself, a wise light flashed in his eyes.

If it is said that Ye Fan, who has just passed through the Great Sacred Thunder Tribulation, is like an immortal sword with a sharp edge, and the current Ye Fan has gradually embarked on the road of returning to the original.

Although it is no longer sharp-edged, it is like a volcano in its savings. Once it erupts, it will shake the ages!

oooo~

On the ancient road of the starry sky, ghosts cry and wolf howls, and the sounds of beast roars and slaughtering are endless, but Ye Fan just walked calmly without interfering.

Whether it was wolves eating sheep or sheep eating grass, he ignored it.

And there are no beasts, and no one dares to take action against Ye Fan.

The three-hundred-year-old road of cultivation, Ye Fan today is no longer the little leaf that everyone shouted at back then. Today, he is already a famous ancient road in the starry sky, and he is most likely to achieve the existence of a great emperor!

Even though these years have passed, the return of some great emperors and ancient emperors has gradually ceased to be a secret, and Ye Fan is still at the top!

Even the reincarnation of the ancient emperor will not provoke Ye Fan easily.

"Sacrament Ye Fan!"

"Get out of the way, out of the way!"

"I hope to prove the supreme existence of the Dao Emperor! The existence of the suspected reincarnation of the Primordial Emperor Yuanhuang is all in the same rank battle, and Ye Fan's skull was knocked off, and he almost died in the third emperor pass!"

The monks passing by, whether they were saints or great saints, aliens or humans, all dodged far away and looked at Ye Fan with awe.

That is one, the invincible above the Emperor Pass!

Ye Fan's speed is neither slow nor slow, neither slow nor slow, watching the battle of the emperor's road, immersed in his own avenue, between his eyebrows, the ancient scriptures that only belong to him, turning page by page, Contains Ye Fan's Taoism and reason.

The Emperor Zhun is already in sight, as long as he wants to, he can step in at any time and walk into the last hurdle of the Emperor Road!

On this day, Ye Fan walked over to a broken ancient star. Suddenly, a scream ripped apart the sky and interrupted his enlightenment:

"Aw! You are my uncle, Daoist, I really didn't dig your grave! Aw! You still fight, you still fight! Daoist is going to turn his face!"

Ye Fan's face darkened, this annoying voice, apart from Fatty Duan, there could be no other person.

I saw in the distance in the sky, a bloated fat man was beating constantly, and the streamers behind him turned into thunderbolts, constantly beating him.

The fat man was originally red, with black hair, wearing a purple gold crown, with a real dragon wooden hairpin on his head, wearing a sun and moon robe, and carrying a yin and yang map on his back.

At this time, he fled in embarrassment, the purple gold crown was crooked, the sun and moon robes were broken, and the red and chubby face was pitch black like the bottom of a pot.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Seeing Duan De's tragic appearance, Ye Fan laughed unsympathetically.

If the group of emperors returned, the most miserable person was Duan Fatty.

He doesn't know how many emperors' tombs he has dug in his life. He has enemies all over the world. Emperors such as Taihuang, Jiuli, Shenzhou, etc., have almost all attacked him.

Ye Fan was walking on the ancient road. Although he had never seen Ye Fan, he could occasionally hear news that Duan De was chased and killed by so-and-so.

If it weren't for his own cultivation, he would have been beaten to death by someone alive.

Boom! Boom!

Even if there is a formation left by the great power on the ancient star, it is difficult to resist the aftermath of the fight between the two. I saw Fatty Duan smashed the mountain and smashed the earth for a while, and was beaten in different ways.

"Ow! Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, your uncle!"

Finally, Duan De couldn't bear it any longer. After being knocked flying again, he took out a magic pot!

shhhhh~~~

Tens of thousands of black lights shot out from the quaint pottery cover in Duan De's hands, and turned into a huge curtain in the sky. Emperor Qi filled all directions, almost crushing this big star!

There is a grimace mark on the pottery cover so striking, it was Duan De who got the Swallowing Devil Pot from somewhere!

"The Emperor's Soldier of Swallowing Heaven..."

Wei Wei came out with a suspicious voice, and in the distant sky, a young man dressed in sackcloth sackcloth came slowly.

The young man's body was crystal clear, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, but there was a trace of magic.

"You're doing it, Master Dao is welcome!"

Duan De was shrouded in black light, baring his teeth in pain.

Although the boy who chased him didn't kill him, he didn't show any mercy. He beat his skin to pieces, and his eyes were pierced with gold stars.

He felt that he was too unlucky. He didn't know how many great emperors had beaten him along the way, and how many times he had almost died. You must know that not every great emperor would keep his hands on him.

"It's just an ordinary swallowing magic pot..."

The young man glanced at Duan De with a smile, and took out a simple and unpretentious axe from his arms.

The axe was simple and unpretentious, but there was a faint hint of imperial air permeating it, and it was faintly rivaling the Swallowing Devil Jar.

"The ancient axe! Are you the emperor of the ancient chaos?!"

Duan De's face darkened.

The Great Emperor of Chaos can be regarded as a famous figure among all the great emperors from ancient times to the present. The young emperors are all invincible by their peers, but he is an outlier among them. His will was depressed, but he had a great chance. First, he got some of the ruthless man's practice scriptures, and then he got some of the magic formulas of the Void Emperor. Later, after a hundred defeats, he was born into a demon embryo, and then he joined the fortune and became the emperor.

Such a legend~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how could he not know.

"Crazy ancient..."

The boy in linen sighed slightly, with a desolate color: "There are still people in the world who remember me."

Immediately, he smiled, rubbed the face of the ancient axe with his palm, and said, "Have a pity on my rough life. In the end, there is nothing but this linen and the axe, little fat man, what do you want to say?"

"Fizz..."

Duan De straightened his teeth, took out a string of beads with a strong smile, and threw it to the sackclothed boy.

There are eighteen beads on the surface of the jade chain, with different colors, each of which is bright and crystal clear. It was Duan De who stole into the Western Desert and dug the tombs of eighteen great sage-level old monks before he found the relic.

Even for the quasi emperor also has great use.

Snapped! Snapped!

The linen-clothed boy weighed it up and down, and saw that Duan De did not speak.

Duan De's fat face was shaking, and he was so distressed that he almost twitched. However, although the Great Emperor Chaos was not as good as the Great Emperor Swallowing Heaven, half of the Devil's Pot of Swallowing Heaven might not be able to be kept under the Chaos Ancient Axe urged by the Great Emperor Chaos. his life.

ding ding dong ~~

Duan De was so distressed that he took out three or four treasures above the Great Sage level and threw them to the sackcloth boy.

"No, really no more! That **** Jiuli has already blackmailed Fat Master once!"

Seeing the boy in linen looking at him again, Duan De shook his head repeatedly, the flesh on his cheeks shaking.

After working hard for hundreds of years, Duan De was so distressed that he encountered Jiuli and Luangu, two goods without the integrity of the emperor.

"Ha ha......"

The boy in linen glanced in the direction where Ye Fan was, smiled at Duan Dexie, and floated away:

"Forgot to tell you, in order to restore the emperor's cultivation, the ancient axe is no longer an imperial soldier!"

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