Chapter 434

The bronze coffin is full of mysterious atmosphere, all kinds of copper carvings are flickering, and the brilliance that is not so gorgeous flows out, flickering and flickering.

The patina is very thick, but it still cannot cover up the vague bronze engravings.

There are ancient ancestors looking up at the starry sky, and ancient gods with tears......

At this time, they seem to have life, and they have to rush out through the patina and through the thick rust, giving people a very real feeling.

Ye Fan was very shocked. He loosened the small copper coffin to capture all this carefully, observed it carefully, and wanted to understand the mystery.

More vague copper engravings flickered, and the ferocious nine-headed divine bird spread its wings and flew high, traversing the Qingming, like the heaven-defying [Xianni] creatures fighting against the holy apes, standing in the clouds, and the sticks cracked the sky.

There are desolate and ancient beasts recorded in the "Shan Hai Jing", such as Mean Mean, Qiong Qi, Pray Hang, etc. There are also many unknown creatures, huge in size, hideous in appearance, lifelike, and daunting.

Ye Fan is most concerned about the starry sky map, it is so real and profound, and the changes are unpredictable.

He wanted to catch the ancient starry road, but the filament stretched too fast, and it was uncertain. He had no idea what kind of star field he had passed through.

Because the star field is infinite, and there is no reference coordinate, he has no way of identifying it, and looking at the star field at the other end of the starry sky is completely different from looking up at the star field here, and he doesn't know where to look.

"Tarzan, the ancient star of Yingzhuo, the ancient forbidden land..., will you point to the ancient star of Ziwei next?" Ye Fan said to himself, inexplicably surprised in his heart.

"brush"

With a flash of light, the various engravings on the coffin wall lost their luster and quickly dimmed, as if they were all related to the small copper coffin. If you don't move it, everything calms down.

The small bronze coffin in the giant joint can be four meters long and less than two meters wide.

"Chong!"

Ye Fan tilted it vigorously, trying to open the lid of the coffin. His heart was filled with endless questions. What kind of person was buried in the coffin pulled by Jiulong?

"Om!"

Sure enough, when he moved the coffin again, various engravings flashed again, full of mystery

"Chong!"

Ye Fan felt as if he was pulling a mountain, the copper coffin was as heavy as a mountain, and he exerted all his strength, the whole body was cast like gold, the golden blood was boiling, and the bones of the inextinguishable Eucharist creaked and were about to break.

"boom,

Finally, he opened the ancient coffin lid a little, revealing a tiny gap, overflowing with a wisp of Chaos Qi, but it suddenly collapsed and flew out.

The holy body as powerful as a golden body was also punched with a blood hole that was transparent in the front and back. If the green copper block in the bitter sea was not shaken lightly and absorbed the misty chaotic energy, he would have turned into powder just now.

Ye Ni was stunned, this is too terrifying, a trace of qi is chaotic! The small completion of the Holy Body is like paper, and it can't be stopped at all. This result shocked his heart.

He hurriedly drank the divine spring to heal the wounded body. He didn't want to be killed by this ancient coffin when the crack in the avenue was about to heal.

Ye Fan was inexplicably shocked, what was in the small copper coffin? Being able to recite the Heavenly Sound of the Great Dao may be an ancient scripture, overflowing with a strand of chaotic energy, it is also very likely to be a treasure, and it is even more terrifying if it is a corpse.

After a long time, Ye Fan's wounds healed, and he naturally did not dare to lift the lid of the coffin, because there is a peerless murderous intention!

He paced in the giant coffin, carefully observed each engraved picture, and thought about it seriously.

There are too many secrets in the vast star field. The ancient road of the starry sky has no end and does not know the end point. This ancient and mysterious star land may only be a journey.

The Nine Dragons Coffin may have set sail as early as ancient times. Where will it go? Perhaps... no beginning and no end, no answer, no destination.

Ye Fan pondered for a long time, and then held that even if he was a Flood Dragon, most of them had evolved to an unpredictable state.

It is enough to say that they are pulling copper coffins and sailing in the boundless star field, and they have not rotted so far, and they are full of treasures.

Ye Fan's avenue scar was not healed, but his physical body was almost recovered. He was incomparably powerful, and he began to want to release dragon blood again, but after working hard for a long time, he didn't pull out a single dragon scale.

"when!"

He broke the dragon's horns with all his strength, and his jaws burst open, but he couldn't pull it out.

"This is a peerless treasure, I guard them, but I can't get any of them out"

Ye Fan really had no choice. He wanted to try to carry a dragon and dragon, but he found that it was heavier than a mountain, and there were iron ropes connected to the copper coffin, which kept cutting and could not be pushed.

In the next few days, while recovering from his injuries, he pondered the copper coffin and the nine dragons, but unfortunately he knew that they were treasures, but there was nothing he could do.

It is a very helpless thing to be cut constantly, unable to move, and guarding Baoshan empty, but unable to obtain a copper.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan has been in the Forbidden Land for 20 days. In this ancient world, the scar on the Great Dao is getting better little by little.

He picked two kinds of divine fruits a few years ago, and now he has picked three more kinds. There are still four kinds of divine roots left in the nine holy mountains. He decided to take another risk.

This time he went very smoothly. He picked the sixth kind of holy fruit. They were shaped like little suns.

This sixth type of divine root has nine small trees symbiotically, and naturally the number of fruits it bears has reached as many as nine. The stick in the palm of the hand makes his body shine brightly.

The copper coffin was splendid, full of fragrant fragrance, and the brilliance shimmered. Just smelling the breath gave people the illusion that he was about to ascend.

It is really like the essence of the sun, the medicinal power is mysterious and powerful, beautiful and crystal clear, just looking at it makes people intoxicated.

Ye Fan began to retreat again. On the sixth day, after he refined two golden sun fruits, a piece of incomplete Dao map lingered around him, branded his body, and disappeared into the Dao scar.

It can be clearly seen that the wound is slowly healing, and the injury is developing for the better. At the same time, his body also began to change [Dzi Bead Change], and the bones and flesh seemed to be regenerated.

Previously, when he entered the Holy Land, he was seriously injured by the power of Huang. He took seven holy fruits in total, but he only recovered to a strong state. Now he has refined two golden sun god fruits, and his internal organs are shaken. , There are signs of rebirth.

Three days later, when he refined the third sun god fruit, his bones crackled, his body split open, shed a layer of old skin, and a new body was born.

His fleshly body is extremely tyrannical. He got rid of his old age and is full of vigor and vigor again. The fleshy shell is stronger than before!

He sealed the remaining six golden fruits, because the fragments of the law of heaven and earth inside are the same, and they can no longer play a role in the scars of the avenue.

"Chong!"

Ye Fan tried so hard to actually carry the small copper coffin on his back. It is conceivable how powerful his divine power was at this time, surpassing the past.

Although it was very difficult, he was really shaken, as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, his whole body was full of energy, sweat was flowing, and golden blood was around his body like a flame.

"when!"

When he put down the small copper coffin, there was a loud noise, and the coffin and the big plant had a suction force and reunited.

"There are still three kinds of fruits, I want to pick them all to heal the cracks in the avenue!"

But in the next few days, Ye Fan ran into slavery several times. He didn't dare to climb the mountain for fear of causing death.

"It seems that I can only carry a small copper coffin up the mountain"

After Ye Fan made his decision, he carried the small coffin and walked up the mountain step by step that day, the bones all over his body vibrated, and with every step he fell, the hard-as-iron holy mountain burst into big cracks.

After landing on the holy mountain, he really saw Huangnu again, including a white-haired man, a saintess Tianxuan, and an old man with a childlike face.

Ye Fan moved forward step by step, and the three deserted slaves stared at the copper coffin in a daze, without any action, and were retreating, as if they didn't want to get too close.

"brush!"

In the end, they all jumped down into the abyss and did not appear again, as if they were extremely afraid of the copper coffin.

Ye Fan was carrying a coffin to collect medicine, which was the first time, but there was no other way to survive. On this day, he picked three kinds of holy fruits in a row, all of which were strange and extraordinary. One kind of fruit was shaped like a small cauldron, with the rhythm of the Tao flowing, and the mist was hazy. There were six in total.

There is another kind that looks like a flying bird, looks like a vermilion bird, red as blood, and lifelike, as if it is about to spread its wings and volley away, there are five in total.

The last fruit also has a very special appearance. It is shaped like a small disc, with blue light shining. There are eight scars on it, which are pale gold and look like gossip. There are five in total.

"This……"

Ye Fan was amazed, these holy fruits are really special, none of them are identical, all of them are incomparably wonderful, dazzling and brilliance.

He managed to harvest all the holy fruit, and carried the copper coffin back with difficulty. On the way down the mountain, he almost rolled down. The small copper coffin was so heavy that the bones in his body were almost broken.

In the next half a month, the breath of the ancient bronze coffin was filled with the breath of the middle road, fragrant and fragrant, and all kinds of strange fruits bloomed with incomparably gorgeous light.

When refining the Scarlet Bird Fruit, there seemed to be a vermilion bird flying around him, a phoenix roaring softly, and the incomplete Dao map circulated. Every inch of flesh and blood was shaking, constantly changing blood and reborn.

When refining the small cauldron god fruit, his bones were broken inch by inch, and then reorganized, constantly reborn, the incomplete Dao image was wrapped around the body, and finally submerged in the Dao scar.

When refining the holy fruit of the gossip scars, the eight innate patterns turned into gossip and arranged in all directions, surrounding him, and mysterious Taoist pictures emerged one after another, drowning him.

In the past twenty days, Ye Fan's flesh and bones were reborn and reborn. Although he engraved nine ancient characters on his body, he almost changed it.

The reborn change [Dzi Bead Change] makes his body extremely tyrannical, raising his hands and feet, he seems to be able to pierce the heavens and the earth.