Cover the sky

"Did I... cause trouble for you?" Blood Crow hesitated, his words were full of respect, and some self-blame, it passed by like this, without the slightest concealment, it must have been seen by some of the most powerful people Fan's real body.

"Nothing." Ye Fan said, without joy or worry, staring at the magnificent mountains and rivers below, looking at the boundless territory, without any expression.

The blood crow has naturally heard about Ye Fan's past deeds. Although it is a monster and a fierce bird, it has always been arrogant and does not respect the principles of the world, but after knowing Ye Fan's identity, it also has a kind of respect.

At that time, the human holy body was too far behind the Supreme, but like a moth to the flame, it interpreted fearlessness and unyielding with blood and bones, and fought against the green copper tripod with the Dacheng Holy Body, so that the supreme blood splashed the starry sky , This is simply not something that ordinary people can do!

At that time, there were not few great sages in the universe, but how many people were like Ye Fan, who dared to pay like that, splashed blood on the world, went away with the heart of death, and killed the Supreme, and it was already expected that they would be buried in the universe , but not backing down, that requires a kind of boldness.

The blood crow's feathers stood up, and bursts of blood energy emerged, blocking the sight of everyone below. It was afraid that more and more terrifying strong men would stare at Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was silent and said nothing, seeing the blood crow like this, he didn't say much, and let it go.

The blood crow came from a very distant ancient star field, too far away from the ancient road of the human race. Although he had heard about Ye Fan's deeds for so many years, he didn't know about his old man.

Because the universe is too big, even if it dominates one domain, or even controls several star domains, it may not be known by people in more distant places.

Ye Fan was known because of the bloody battle 300 years ago.

"Let me think about it, there is a man named Pangbo, I think it has something to do with you. He is the famous sage of my monster clan. He once killed millions of miles in a rage, and made a fuss more than 100 years ago. Make a lot of noise just to kill those who smear you."

In the end, after thinking about it, Blood Raven only mentioned Pangbo, but it was not exhaustive, because the two places were too far apart, so it was just something he had heard.

"What happened to him?" Ye Fan was worried.

"He didn't suffer. He was fierce and powerful. He killed more than one orthodoxy." Blood Crow sighed.

They headed northwest all the way.

Behind them, there were violent fluctuations in some light gates, and many Xeon figures were reported, and they all showed dignified expressions.

Although the news has not been confirmed, it is doubtful, but it is worthy of vigilance. How terrible is it that the person who once fought for the Supreme survived?

Not to mention other things, the experience of that battle alone is enough to benefit him for the rest of his life, making many strong people silent.

It is such a person, if he really comes back alive, he will definitely block the way of many people, like a magic mountain, blocking the front and unable to climb over.

There are no weak people who can come here, and a question quickly came to mind, why hasn't Ye Fan appeared in 300 years?He must have paid an unimaginable price and survived with difficulty.

Perhaps, he is not as scary as imagined, and it is mostly a fact!

A few days passed, and the light gate stabilized and penetrated the two worlds, freeing many heroes with amazing backgrounds and honoring one side, not having to guard the light gate in person.

In those areas, camps appeared one after another, and mountain gates were established. The orthodoxy was different, which meant that dozens of great religions took root and officially established themselves here.

On a mountain peak, the gate of light is stable and has already taken shape, so there is no need to suppress and guard it. The palaces here are magnificent, like magnificent palaces in heaven.One of the main halls should have been resplendent and magnificent, but at this moment it was completely dark, like an unfathomable black hole.

Looming indistinctly, one can see that at the highest point of the main hall, there is a vase of the Great Dao floating up and down. It is it that swallows all the light and plunges this place into darkness.

And that treasure vase, engraved with talismans and seals, is simple and vast, as if it carries a world, not as simple as a vessel.

This is not a magic weapon, it is a Dao symbol formed by a person who has cultivated to the extreme, and now it has turned into such a shape, and it is truly revealed here, it is so solid, like the most terrifying physical Taoist weapon.

Under the treasure vase of the great way, there is a person sitting cross-legged. He is so terrifying. In this world, there is still a treasure bottle that can form the true talisman of the great way and turn into a black vase.

Obviously, this person's cultivation has reached the extreme level in a certain field, otherwise he would never have such a terrible performance.

At this moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, tearing apart the void like two bolts of lightning, and in the light, he could see his not-so-clear outline in an instant.

His black hair is loose, very thick, his appearance is extremely outstanding, his head is tall and horny, he looks like an extraordinary person, surpassing his peers.

"It's really him?" His words were calm and flat.

"It should be true. Several people who have fought against him have had violent mood swings, and their abnormal reactions have been caught." There are other people in the hall, but the man under the aquarium of the Dao is the most respected .

"How strong is he?"

"It should not have broken through that shackle, and it has nothing to do with Zhundi." Another person replied, they really put in a lot of effort, and made this judgment based on the battle marks left by Ye Fan.

"Brother, do you need to report to Master immediately?"

The man under the vase of the Great Dao sat cross-legged in the darkness, his eyes frightening, and said indifferently after hearing the words: "Master, there will be a hard fight in the Diguan behind the Guangmen, to compete for those fairy scriptures and secret chapters, Shenzun, Yin Tiande, Zhang Bairen and others are Yi Yi's generation, and they have no time to clone in a short time."

This is the place where Yaoguang's lineage descended, and the man headed in the middle is Mo Wentian, the strongest disciple under Yaoguang's seat.

"Jin Chanzi, Nine Tribulations Taoist, Overlord, Dawei Holy Spirit, etc. have also returned through the two-world channel, because it is said that there are fairy scriptures that may have been left by Emperor Zun, which have never been seen and circulated in the world. To get them, you don't necessarily need to The combat power is against the sky, but only those who can truly comprehend the emperor's obsessions can get a glimpse of the truth."

"In the beginning, the emperor hasn't manifested yet, so I don't know where he is."

"Don't you really need to invite Master? That's Saint Ye Fan. 300 years ago, it shook an era!" Someone from Yaoguang said.

"No need!" Mo Wentian shook his head, his eyes were like torches, he was so powerful that he was a little scary, and said: "The human saint died in battle 300 years ago, and was buried in the universe with the supreme glory of the shopping supremacy." It is worthy of respect." Then, his words turned cold, and he said: "After 300 years, there will be no human saint Ye Fan in the world, and some people will pretend to be fallen heroes. Not only me, but many people in Feixian Battlefield will stand up for Senior Ye Fighting for the innocence and glory of the hero, the name of a hero cannot be tarnished, and many heroes will try their best to kill that person."

"But, he is really Saint Ye Fan." Someone whispered.

Mo Wentian showed his snow-white teeth, and said solemnly: "After 300 years, there will be no human saint Ye Fan again!"

"He's strong." Another said.

"But he's not the quasi-emperor yet!" Mo Wentian said indifferently, "The stronger the person, the more worth looking forward to. You have to believe that many camps will use this to sharpen their own people, and they will start wars with him, and they will be very Consciously behead him for the sake of Senior Ye!"

"I think it's better to tell the master, he may not agree to do this..." Someone objected, but they stopped talking after seeing Mo Wentian's indifference.

"Master missed the opportunity to fight with Senior Ye Fan. It's really a pity. But Senior Ye also has a disciple named Yang Xi, who is also the holy body. I will fight against him, continuing the battle of the previous generation. Who is weaker and stronger?" , will be reflected in my duel with him!" Mo Wentian said calmly and somewhat coldly, and added: "He must be in Feixian Battlefield, I look forward to meeting him, that will also be the battle between Master and Ye. The result of the first battle of the seniors!"

Not everyone is like Mo Wentian, who is in the same line of light. Some rising powers are now looking for Ye Fan with a pilgrimage mentality, hoping to meet him.

"Senior Ye, where are you?"

Although some people were determined and came here to fight for the emperor, but now they are a little shaken, just because Ye Fandi appeared, wanted to see him, and followed behind him.

However, just as Mo Wentian said, some people in other camps firmly believe that there will be no Eucharist Ye Fan after 300 years!Many people are coming from all directions to gather in a certain area.

Chapter 1617

The battlefield of Feixian is very uneasy, a large number of people are dispatched, they belong to different camps, but at this time they all have the same goal, to find Ye Fan.

The vegetation is abundant, and one after another the strange beasts are roaring. This is a hilly area. A group of people and horses walked by with a chilling air. Senhan caused the leaves on the trees to wither, like an autumn knife.

They are covered with metal armor, flashing a cold light, like a group of heavenly soldiers descending from the realm, each of them has a great saint-level combat power, not inferior to the strongest troops in the ancient heavenly court in the past.

"What's the difference between the man who made the bully suffer? 300 years have passed, and many things have changed. It's not what it used to be!"

A person said coldly, the iron clothes on his body clanged, each of these people looked ruthless, possessed a powerful aura, and they were all masters.

They're from the same camp, and they're following the same people.All of them were silent, like gods and demons who broke free from the shackles of hell, and they were very cold.