Cover the sky

But the last life is over after all. Ye Fan has experienced too much. After looking at the sky and sighing, he put away his loneliness, because he still has a long way to go, and there are still some things to do.

He wants to realize the method of longevity, and he wants to fulfill his promise in the past. A mottled and vast battle map of longevity has been rolled out, waiting for him to describe magnificent rivers, mountains and poems.

In this life, I no longer have the feeling of the past. At that time, I struggled hard, narrowly escaped death, and there were many disasters every year on the road of practice.Now in this life, when he meditates, thousands of years pass by in a hurry.

Ye Fan was thinking about various methods of longevity, and constantly challenged to verify this path.

Same time, different ways of living.

After several passes, the present and ancient times are long, and the world has been 5000 years. This is the lonely road of the emperor of heaven.He stands in the nine heavens, looking down at the youthful youths in the world of mortals. They are a little immature, full of hope, rushing to their own sky, but he can no longer blend in.

"The trajectory of the predecessors is continued by the descendants."

The Emperor of Heaven sighed, 8000 years in the world.He is still young and stronger.

After waking up in seclusion, looking at the world of mortals, a group of teenagers have embarked on the road of practice, become famous in all directions, and then grow old to melt the loess. This is the first life, and it is also the reappearance of Ye Fan's era.

Times have changed, and some things in the sky and the earth are constantly repeating themselves, like a mirror, reflecting brilliance, and reflecting the eyes of the emperor of heaven.

The immortal light in Ye Fan's eyes was like this, sitting cross-legged in the nine heavens, overlooking the world of mortals, sitting for thousands of years, he seemed to have captured some kind of trajectory of longevity and reincarnation.

Fifteen thousand years old in this life, Ye Fan still has black hair. One day when he was sitting cross-legged on the cliff of immortality, a golden light flashed in the distance, and he quietly ran into the peach garden, making him look strange.

With a sound of "咻", a little golden monkey was imprisoned by him in a single thought, and it appeared in front of him. It was the only young son of the Holy Prince. In this life, he broke through the source of God and sneaked out again.

"Ah, Uncle Ye, you are still so young, has it only been a few years?" The little holy ape scratched his head in a daze as if he was only a few years old.

"You are so naughty, why did you sneak out again?" Ye Fan asked.

"I don't want to pick flat peaches, nor do I want to sneak out to play." The little monkey wanted to hide it. There is no silver 300 taels here, and his big eyes rolled, but after a while, he grinned again and cried, saying: "Uncle Ye, I I think my father has a mother."

Ye Fan picked him up, put him on his shoulders, and took him around the world of mortals, not for anything else, just to have fun with him.

The Emperor of Heaven dropped his jaw in shock this time, and many people were astonished, secretly sighing that the little monkey was so lucky to be able to sit on the shoulder of the Emperor of Heaven.

In this life, to have a little naughty jump out and cry and wipe tears to Ye Fan made him feel very warm, so he doted on him very much.

Of course, in the end, Ye Fan sealed this little monkey again. This is the hope of heaven. The root bone has been rare since ancient times, and it has all the advantages of the two great ape clans.

"Uncle Ye, can I come and play with you again in a while?" Before being sealed into Shenyuan, the little monkey asked timidly but full of hope.

Ye Fan rewarded him with a chestnut, and immediately gave him a long seal.

Time is like water. In this life, Ye Fan has witnessed the rise, fame, and aging of several generations of geniuses in the world. He has been in the world for more than 2 years.

In the remaining years, he traveled all over the world, surveying the mountains, rivers and dragon veins, measuring the heaven-defying places, as if he was looking for something.

"The Emperor of Heaven has a premonition that the time limit has come, and he wants to find a burial for himself."

People sighed that no matter how great a hero is, he will reach his end one day. Even if Ye Fan is the emperor of heaven, as long as he does not kill himself, transform the forbidden zone, or use special means to proclaim himself, he will still age and die.

But in his life, he has personally leveled the five forbidden areas, so how could he follow suit?

People can predict that the Heavenly Emperor, whose achievements have shocked the past and the present, and whose combat power can defeat the immortals, will eventually die, and the curtain should end in this life, because the elixir of immortality is useless to him.

Time flies, and Ye Fan has lived for 6000 years in this life, which shocked the world. He has lived for more than 5 years!

"Heavenly Emperor is really even a high god!"

The whole world sighs.

Ye Fan was walking alone in the sea of ​​stars. Everyone thought he was looking for the tomb of the Emperor of Heaven, but they didn't know his thoughts at all. He was actually trying to find that monster.

Ye Fan sighed, the other party was very forbearing.

Now his blood is withered, this life is coming to an end, his combat power will be greatly reduced, and his situation is really dangerous.

This year, his blood was exhausted, his white hair was loose, his body was emaciated, and he was in his twilight years. He would not live long, and he traveled alone in the universe.

Some people can't help but be very sad when they see it. Even the emperor of heaven is old, but he can't see immortality.

"God!"

Ye Fan passed by various domains, as if saying goodbye to this universe and all races, many people couldn't help crying.

Seeing the end of a powerful person like this, many strong people feel uncomfortable. The aging and decline of the Emperor of Heaven will be the end of an era.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted, and a big foot descended from the sky, stepping towards Ye Fan, who was withered.

"What, who is that? Dare to be so disrespectful to the Heavenly Emperor, and stomp on his head!" Some sages who followed behind all the way down, all changed color and became angry to see the Heavenly Emperor off.

In the past, Ye Fan calmed the darkness and turmoil, swept away the restricted areas of life, left brilliant achievements, and was admired by all ethnic groups. Who could humiliate him like this?

Stepping on the head of the Emperor of Heaven really made the sages of all races furious!

At the same time, Ye Fan grew dense golden hair, red hair, black hair, etc. all over his body, and the scene was extremely terrifying.

"In the old age of the Eucharist, the old age of the Emperor of Heaven, he suffered the most terrible curse!"

"God!"

People shouted, everyone's heart trembled, they were worried about him, and they all showed expressions of intolerance and grief.

They couldn't help, the aura of the people who appeared was absolutely unrivaled, if it wasn't for the Heavenly Emperor standing in front, blocking the fluctuations, all of them would have died.

"boom!"

A loud explosion shattered the sky, and the hairy Emperor of Heaven swung the Emperor Fist that he hadn't used for tens of thousands of years!

This blow has trembled throughout the ages, the time of this blow has been reversed, and this blow has penetrated 33 layers of heaven!

The Emperor of Heaven was old, he had not fought for many years, and his blood was withered, but his fists were still invincible, and the big foot that stepped on the sky burst into pieces, and the blood rained pouring down.

Then, with a bang, Ye Fan's body was full of flames, and all the hair was burned off, and he reappeared in his real body.

Even though the Emperor of Heaven is old, he is still domineering, invincible in the world, and no one can be bullied.

"It's worthy of being the Emperor of Heaven. It's really admirable that you can still have such combat power with exhausted blood, but you still have to die!"

A person landed on the ground, covered in dense long hair.

Then another person descended, extremely holy, as if transformed into a divine source, dazzling.

"There are two monsters?" Ye Fan stared.

"I am the source ghost."