Chapter 795 Feathering Fei Xian

A faint spiritual imprint of the female saint came out, making Ye Fan tremble in his heart. What kind of feeling is this?

To pursue with the sincerity of a female saint, but just to find the footprints, follow behind, and spend a lifetime looking up, making people sigh.

To be able to become a female saint, she must be a generation of goddess of heaven, shrouded in a circle of gods, attracting attention, and arrogant to the world [covering the sky].

However, she gave up everything and went on the road alone, facing the cold and dark universe, and kept on searching.

Long years, a lonely road of a person, red and pink skeletons, sitting in a corner of the dead universe.

In this lonely life, no one knows her final thoughts, there is no result, there is no hope, but in the end it is such an ending.

On the majestic Taoist platform, the chaotic air was hazy, and the tall figure sitting on the ground was motionless, as if it had never moved a single bit since ancient times.

Ye Fan felt that the crescent moon pendant could calm the beginningless killing formation, which itself was enough to explain everything.

In the eyes of the world, Wu Beginning is a divine being, omnipotent, intimidating all races, suppressing the seven forbidden areas of life, annihilating gods outside the realm, sweeping across the eight wastelands, invincible in heaven and earth, feared by all ancient and modern.

However, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible to reverse the time and change the fate of the female saint.

There must be an unknown past between them, otherwise, it is impossible for the meniscus pendant to make the Wubei Array peaceful, and even the Black Emperor can't set foot here, and he doesn't know Wubei's life and death.

"It's a pity that the ancient emperor is invincible in the sky and the earth, but he is also the saddest person." Everyone has their own story. The ancient emperor was unparalleled, suppressing the heavens of all ages, and swept the gods outside the realm. There are such regrets.

"Meet the Great Emperor Wubei!" The old blind man bowed devoutly.

Duan De and Ye Fan were no exception. Walking on the road of the great emperor is not afraid of the sky, disrespectful to the earth, and not believing in others, but it is not disrespecting the former sages.

Wu Beginning has made great contributions to the human race, and it is worthy of their respect and respect.

"Emperor..." When the old blind man raised his head again, there was nothing in front of him.

"How could this be?" They were horrified, the tall and majestic figure disappeared, not on the Taoist platform, as if it had never appeared.

"Is it him we just saw?" They were suspicious.

"Maybe it's a shadow from the past."

After careful consideration, they thought that this was the case, otherwise, how powerful the ancient emperor was, a wisp of imperial might could crush the world.

If the real body is here, they can't get close at all, I am afraid that most of them will collapse immediately, and the flesh and soul will no longer exist.

Who has seen the real Emperor Corpse? No one in the world can come close.

In the past, the skins shed by the undead emperor had to be confronted by the imperial soldiers, otherwise they would not be able to get close, let alone the real body of the emperor.

The whole world is silent, this is the desolate second half of the emperor's life.

Live without people and dead without corpses, where is Wubei, and where has it gone?

At this time, the three of them were full of doubts, thinking about what happened. The Taoist platform was actually empty, and there was nothing on the Taoist platform. The Taoist platform was silent, chaotic and misty, and they walked forward step by step with complicated thoughts. Go, carefully observe every inch of the area.

The ancient Taoist platform, engraved with mottled years, records the loneliness of the ancient emperor's life. Sitting alone, with his back to all beings, what is he looking at in the distance?

In the center of the Taoist platform, the majestic figure sitting cross-legged disappeared, but the back with thick black hair like a waterfall was difficult to disappear from their hearts.

"There's something on the ground!"

Sitting there cross-legged, there is a broken feather coat scattered there, and I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, it has been there forever.

"A feathered robe!"

"Could the Beginningless Emperor be a Taoist?"

The three of them shook their heads and felt a little desolate. One of the most powerful human emperors could not stop the years, and even the corpse was not left behind.

Beginningless, there is nothing left, how magnificent he was in his lifetime, the only one in nine days and ten places, but when he passed away, he was so low-key, passing away like a ray of wind.

When he died, he didn't shake the world, didn't shake the world, and just dispersed with the wind. Is this still the Beginningless Great Emperor who made all the heavens and all worlds breathless?

"He just passed away like this. This doesn't look like the powerful and unparalleled Wubei. Even if he dies, the world will be shaken. How could he choose to become a self-inflicted emperor." Duan De said to himself.

Suddenly, the old blind man shook his body, showing an incredible color, and said, "This...could it be Feathering Feixian?"

Duan De was shocked: "What, it's impossible, who can become immortal since ancient times? All the legends in the past are not credible, and all the evidence can be found to be false."

"Maybe Emperor Wuting really succeeded, forcibly broke the confinement of heaven and earth, and went away as an immortal." The old blind man's eyes were fiery.

There are records in ancient times, Feathering Fei Xian is actually the transformation of the Dao, is the end of life, not really can become an immortal.

However, some people refuted, saying that in the distant ancient times, there were ancient real immortals, and the eternity was a disaster, and only Feixian could be alone.

"I think it's transformed. You can see that there are ashes here, which are clearly left by Emperor Fen when the emperor emerged." Duan De stared at the broken clothes.

"Emperor Fei Xian, the real body can only enter the fairyland with one weapon, and the ashes are destroyed as other emperor's belongings." The old blind man retorted.

"This further shows that the Great Emperor Wushi has transformed the Dao, because the Wushi Bell is still there and has not been taken away by him." Duan De said.

"Perhaps for a special reason, he didn't have time to take the imperial soldiers and went to the Immortal Realm alone. Who can open the way in ancient and modern times? The opportunity is fleeting." The old blind man lacked confidence.

"Forget it, it's meaningless to fight for these, whether it's transforming the Tao or Fei Xian, in short, it's feathered, and it's not in this world. A troubled world without a human emperor is coming, so consider these." Ye interrupted them.

There was nothing else on the platform, and several people sighed for a while. This was beyond their expectations, and they were disappointed.

In the end, Ye Fan put the snow-white female sage's skull in the broken feather clothes room and buried it here.

"We can't be together in life, we'll be in the same cave after death." He sighed lightly.

Between the crevices of the cliff below the Taoist platform, an ancient medicine king bloomed with colorful flowers, swaying with a dazzling splendor, the whole plant was clear and fragrant.

"How can you come back empty-handed when you enter Baoshan? Every herbal king is harvested with one life." Duan De said.

He let go, pulling Ye Fan and letting him pick it. At this time, they didn't dare to drop the meniscus pendant, otherwise it would be difficult for them to turn into a powder.

On the Taoist platform, Taowen is densely packed. This is a perfect and beginningless killing formation. Unless the Great Emperor comes personally, no one can enter.

The Chaos Waterfall poured down and hung down from the Taoist platform. The Taoist pattern was looming, but it did not hurt the three of them. They climbed all the way and picked eight ancient medicine kings in one breath.

Duan De and the old blind man were so excited that they shivered. Each plant can prolong their lives for four hundred years. This is such an amazing treasure. Picking a few more plants will almost be worth the elixir of immortality.

In the end, they were covered in the fragrance of medicine, and the flesh and blood against the ancient medicine king was almost transparent to breathe the ancient medicine essence, and the sweat and pores all over their bodies were relaxed, fluttering like a fairy.

When they climbed down the Taoist platform, they collected a total of thirteen ancient medicine kings. If this is spread out, it will definitely shock the world [covering the sky].

In addition to Zishan, the other barren mountains, wild ridges, and various great wildernesses may not add up to this many, and each plant must be nourished with ground milk for more than ten thousand years.

"It's developed now, and together, it's like an immortal medicine!" Duan De was so excited that he almost twitched.

The old blind man couldn't calm down and his eyes were fiery, almost insane.

When the three of them calmed down, Ye Fan shook his hand and threw the meniscus pendant onto the platform, right in front of the snow-white crystal skull between the feathers.

Thousands of zhang chaotic gods are falling, and the Taoist platform is submerged, and no one can take a step forward, otherwise it will become a flying ash saint.

"Wait a minute, do you think this Taoist platform is a large tomb, with the corpse of Wuji in it?" Duan De suddenly said before leaving.

"This...,..." Ye Fan and the old blind man were both startled.

"Based on my years of tomb robbing experience, this is likely to be an emperor's tomb." Duan De was very sure.

Even if it is, they are unable to enter. This Taoist platform is densely packed, and there are nets everywhere. If they really go to dismantle, not to mention holding a pendant, even if they disintegrate according to the formation diagram, they will be obliterated.

In the end, they left here, Zishan is very big, and there are many places they didn't go to, but Ye Fan was not interested anymore, he just wanted to go to Wubeizhong.

The three of them walked back, and when they passed the row of crystal coffins carved by the Immortal Emperor, they were all stunned.

All the crystal coffins have been opened, all of them are empty, and there are some black footprints on the ground. This place is cold and terrifying like Senluo Hall.

"Come on!" Duan De shouted, no one was more familiar with the mausoleum than him, and his face turned pale when he saw this scene.

"Ow..."

In all directions, there were shrill cries everywhere, as if the gates of hell had been opened, and there were black and dry figures rushing forward.

"Fuck, all of them are the subordinates of the undead emperor, this time it's really hanging, everyone is a god in the old mythical era!"

Even if these people are already dead and have no mana, the withered flesh is extremely afraid. If such a group rushes in, the ancient great sage will be torn to shreds.

There is no other choice but to sacrifice the ancient swallowing magic pot, even if it is Ye Fan's holy shell, there are too many terrifying ghosts.

"There is a living terrifying creature controlling these dead corpses, and he wants to snatch the King of Medicine."

The ancient swallowing magic pot trembled, spit out a piece of black light, and smashed a path. They ran forward quickly, not daring to stop.

The Ruthless Emperor's weapons are indeed powerful, and they can definitely kill a piece of it, but they consume a lot of energy, and the ear can suck them dry, so it is not suitable to fight to the death in this place.

The three quickly fled, and a group of ghosts with dragon heads or unicorn bodies were in hot pursuit. The entire Zishan was rioted, and there were corpses everywhere.

"Damn, the saints have to drink hatred when they come, how can the old man of the undead emperor leave such a group of bullshit subordinates." Duan De cursed.

"boom"

Finally, they had to urge the swallowing pot, which shook out a terrifying black light, how powerful the undead emperor's subordinates were, but they could only shatter.

"No, there are too many, they are not concentrated together, and there is a living creature leading in secret." The old blind man frowned.

However, in the end, they finally retreated to the rear of the most expansive hall in Zishan, where a stone scripture was displayed.

"You go, I want to stay." Ye Fan stuffed a piece of emperor jade into the stone trough.

"Why are you staying? You will die here, leave with us." The old blind man said.

"There is no way, the Primordial Ten Thousand Clan will be born, and without the power to deter them, an unprecedented dark turmoil will surely come." Ye Fan said.

"What do you want to do?"

"Purple Mountain is my first stop. I want to let the Beginning Bell ring for three consecutive months, shocking the world and making them doubt Wu Beginning's life and death." Ye Fan said.

"You're crazy, don't say that it rings for three months in a row, even if it rings three times in a row, you will become flying ash, even the holy shell can't stop the beginningless bell wave!"

"I have a way to block it, you all go." Ye Fan urged, pressing a piece of emperor jade into the bowl, and immediately burst out a curtain of light, opening the void.

"You dare to stay, if we don't do something, we really have no face to go out." The old blind man said, unswervingly wanting to leave the swallowing magic pot.

Duan De was about to cry, but he didn't object. With a weeping voice, he said, "Damn, don't lose it to me. In three months, I will dig a grave and steal my own treasure."

Moreover, of the thirteen medicinal kings, the two took only four of them, and left all the remaining nine to Ye Fan for his life.

The beginningless bell will ring, and an unprecedented storm is coming! ! ~!