Punch In a Perfect World

  Chapter 207 The power of time, the vicissitudes of the ancient coffin!

  The power of the years here will become stronger with each step forward, and it will penetrate into every hole. It will deprive people of their lives here and turn them into dry bones on the side of the road.

   Those who can come here are already extraordinary people. Most of the dead bones on the roadside are some people who have little life, similar to the emperor. They want to come to the ancient holy land to find a way to continue their lives, but unfortunately no one has ever succeeded.

  The two climbed halfway up the mountain, and the treasure liquid was exhausted. Ye Fan was still using the unicorn seeds to absorb the essence, while Shi Zhong simply threw those elixir into his mouth, like a cow chewing peonies.

   "Hold on, it's coming."

   After a while, the two of them were only one-fifth of the distance away from the top of the mountain, but the power of the years here was extremely strong, even the stone clock turned into the appearance of a rare age, the hands and feet were dry, and even the blood was silent.

  Shi Zhong took out the jade bottle containing the elixir of the Immortal Spring with great distress.

  He gave Ye Fan a bottle, and Ye Fan returned the shriveled unicorn seeds to him, and the two supported each other and continued to move forward.

Shi Zhong saw several dragon corpses by the side of the road, their bodies radiating a icy cold light, as if poured from divine gold, full of the beauty of power, full of power, the dragon whiskers, dragon horns, and dragon scales are all very clear, like A real dragon crouched in front of him.

  Behind them, there are thick and long chains hanging, made of unknown materials, extending to a huge ancient bronze coffin.

  This ancient coffin is simple and heavy, full of vicissitudes. It is engraved with strange patterns and some ancient characters that the stone clock cannot understand.

   "We... that's... this is how we came."

  Ye Fan was gasping for breath as he spoke, the avenue wound in his body was deteriorating, and the wheel of life was almost broken in half.

   "It's quite interesting." Shi Zhong responded, and the two supported each other and continued to move forward step by step.

   Whenever they couldn't hold on, the two of them drank a drop of the fountain of youth, because there was really not much left, and the bottom had already been reached.

  The two of them crossed the ancient bronze coffin, only a few hundred meters away from the top of the mountain, and they could almost see the crystal clear spring full of vitality.

But at this time, a few figures flew up from the valley in the mountain, there were men and women, the men were heroic and domineering, with black hair like a waterfall, with the potential to swallow mountains and rivers with arrogance, even in this state, entwined with a strong aura of supremacy, It seems to be the emperor of a certain dynasty.

  The woman is dressed in fluttering white clothes, with a handsome figure, a beautiful face, exquisite facial features, bright eyes and bright teeth, like a white lotus, independent and independent.

  These are desolate slaves, and they are all talented people who overwhelmed an era to be qualified to become this kind of existence.

  Although these people are all heroic and extraordinary, they are lifeless, like empty shells. All of them have cold eyes, without any emotion or vitality.

  As soon as they appeared, the breath of the years washed over them like a long river, and the two of them suddenly reached the twilight, like a candle in the wind, about to go out in the storm.

  The two of them supported each other so as not to kneel down, their vitality weakened to the extreme, Shi Zhong poured all the rest of the fountain of immortality into their mouths.

   But this can only last for a long time. These desolate slaves are like mountains in front of them, and the divine spring is behind them, like an insurmountable moat.

   "Damn it, what are you guys doing up here if you don't play mahjong!"

  Shi Zhong felt that he had played too much, and he might really die here, or use the only chance to return to the perfect world now.

  But he has only been here for a couple of months, and his cultivation base has not improved much except for being more solid. Going back now still doesn't help, which makes him very unwilling.

   Trembling, Ye Fan took out all his things, including the golden Taoist scriptures and the source of heavenly scriptures, but unfortunately they were all useless.

  The unrivaled emperor seemed to have noticed something, and walked over.

   With this movement, it seemed that the whole mountain of God was trembling, and the heaven and earth were about to collapse. Shi Zhong seemed to have seen the terrifying scene of the sun and moon fading, and the galaxy pouring backward.

  As soon as that figure approached, the power of time became more intense, and the wheel of life in Ye Fan's body almost broke. His feet softened, and Shi Zhong tried his best to hold him back so he didn't fall down.

Shi Zhong's own condition is also extremely bad. His internal organs have turned gray, and his heart only beats once every four to five seconds. killed them.

  There were cracks in his body, and the bones were rattling, as if they were about to break.

At this time, the green lotus in Shi Zhong's only cave unexpectedly floated up beside Shi Zhong, shaking slightly, swaying out chaotic mist. Lian also resonated, and bloomed with a bright and clear brilliance.

   The chaotic mist and the clear brilliance echo each other, and mysterious energy flows out and spreads around.

  The imperial lord Huang Nu stopped suddenly, with a look of fear on his face, a piece of translucent ancient jade appeared in his hand, he put it gently on the ground, glanced at the two of them, and jumped into the abyss.

  The rest of the desolate slaves also disappeared, Ye Fan's sanity was no longer clear, his eyelids drooped weakly, and the breath of life was extremely weak.

  Shi Zhong hurriedly dragged him into the spring water. His fists that could have crushed mountains felt extremely strenuous to drag a person who weighed more than 100 jin. Every step seemed to be carrying the mountain on his back.

   Fortunately, Ye Fan didn't really fall into a coma. He was still trying his best to keep the Lingtai awake for the last time, mobilizing all the strength in his body to lift his feet with difficulty.

  The two walked the final distance step by step, and when they reached the Lingquan, Shi Zhong felt that his eyes were turning black and white, and he didn't care about anything, and fell down with a plop.

  He suddenly felt cool all over his body, and the infinite vitality drilled into his body crazily through the pores, making his body plump again, and the internal organs also glowed with vitality.

   Gradually, he didn't feel so tired anymore, and his energy and spirit recovered under the supplement of Shenquan. Shi Zhong stood up from the spring water and found that Ye Fan was still in a coma, but he was already improving.

  He had already been stabbed by the Dao Dao, and it was not easy to persist until this step. Shi Zhong felt that if he was a few minutes slower, the future Ye Tiandi might be here.

   But after thinking about it, this is the territory of the Ruthless Emperor. The Ruthless Emperor thinks that Ye Fan is the reincarnation of his brother, so he should not let him really die here.

   Just as he was thinking wildly, the check-in system finally heard the notification that the task was completed.

  (end of this chapter)