Chapter 91: The Antarctic Immortal Emperor's Mansion
This frog is very huge, with a body of hundreds of feet, lying in the air, like a cyan steel Great Wall. The eyes of the pen fun pavilion www.biquge.info were also extraordinarily large, like a dustpan, it glared at Yang Fan, and soon pounced on him.
"Oh my God!"
The white mist within a radius of ten miles all turned into the body of the frog, and the vision suddenly disappeared, and when he saw the thousand-meter-long frog in the sky, Zheng Zhong couldn't help but exclaim.
Seeing that it rushed towards Yang Fan again, his heart was immediately uneasy like fifteen buckets of water, seven up and eight down.
This behemoth knew at a glance that it was not easy to get along.
Zheng Zhong looked at Yang Fan's back and was worried.
"Roar ......"
Rushing towards Yang Fan, the frog roared angrily, shaking the entire space as if it were trembling, it was thousands of zhang away from Yang Fan, and with a flick of its tail, it crossed a hundred zhang, and the distance of a thousand zhang was only a few breaths.
It crossed thousands of feet and came to Yang Fan, its tail was a roll, and it rolled directly towards his body, but Yang Fan suddenly flashed, did not hard-connect, but left its attack range.
"Boom!"
Yang Fan avoided the attack of the frog, its tail fell directly to the ground, and a mountain nearly fifty meters high was immediately swept away under one of its tails, and the surrounding ancient trees with a diameter of ten meters did not know how much was smashed under this tail, and the sound of clattering trees breaking was endless, resounding in the sky.
"Good brute!"
With one tail, a radius of nearly a kilometer was emptied, almost swept to the ground, like a bulldozer, Yang Fan's eyes narrowed, and his expression couldn't help but become solemn.
Qingjiao's blow has caught up with the innate peak, and he has hit it with all his strength.
However, this is only a random sweep.
"Oh my god......"
Zheng Zhong screamed in fright, and quickly lowered his head and lay down, fortunately he was far enough away, otherwise where would he still be alive at this time, but it was not comfortable, he was hit several times by the stone that was swept and smashed by the frog, and his nose and face were swollen.
Zheng Zhong was drenched in cold sweat, his face was full of horror, but Yang Fan didn't look at it, but his body was in the air, without fear, standing at a height of 100 meters and facing the frog is palm.
The frog is indeed extraordinary, but it is not a real Jiao after all, it is just a dead thing derived from the formation.
"Boom!"
The frog was in the air and crushed towards him.
Yang Fan slapped a palm at it in the air, and a huge palm print slapped directly at its body, this palm was very huge, ten zhang wide, and the whole body was shining, and it fell towards the top of the frog's head, like a giant palm shot by a god, and like Mount Tai pressing the top, it smashed on the top of the frog's head with a bang.
"Click!"
was hit in the head, and one of the frog's horns was broken first, making a clattering sound, and then fell on its head, directly shooting it into the sky.
"Roar ......"
However, before it could fall to the ground, the frog immediately flew up again, and with a roar, it rushed towards Yang Fan again, like a dead man who didn't care about life and death.
"Humph!"
A palm only broke a horn on the head of the frog, and did not suffer much damage, Yang Fan was not surprised, this frog Jiao's strength is extraordinary, and its strength should have reached the peak of the innate or even the early stage of Jindan, similar to the witch god, seeing it rushing towards him, Yang Fan sneered, and stretched out his hand at it to grab it.
"The innate primordial spirit is a big deal!"
I saw that under this grasp, a huge hand appeared out of thin air, this giant hand is huge, the whole body is golden, heavy as a mountain, the five fingers are spread out, covering half of the sky, just like the Buddha Rulai stretched out the five finger mountain, a handful of the rampage of the frog Jiao in the hand.
"Boom!"
Grabbing the frog, Yang Fan fell again, and smashed it directly to the ground, making a rumbling sound, as if tens of thousands of catties of explosives were detonated at the same time, and the sound was shocking.
"Roar ......"
The frog hit the ground and was deeply smashed into the ground for 100 meters, as if it had been hit by a meteorite, and the mountains shook for a while, and the ground was smashed out of a big crater with a diameter of three or four hundred meters, which was shocking.
If an ordinary person is under this fall, he will definitely become meat sauce, and there are no bones left, even an innate peak monk is estimated to be directly killed, but Qingjiao did not, only stopped for a moment below, and then flew out with a roar.
The frog did not dissipate directly, but Yang Fan found that the color of its body had darkened a lot, and its volume had shrunk by one-tenth, from the original kilometer length to nine hundred meters, which was enough to show that the damage caused by his blow to the frog was obviously huge.
Seeing that the frog Jiao rushed towards him without knowing what it was afraid of, like a puppet who didn't know life and death, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle, and once again used his five-fingered mountain hand to grab it, and then smashed it to the ground again.
This time, as soon as he smashed it, Qingjiao's body was directly shortened by half, and the length was almost less than half of the previous one, becoming more than four hundred meters.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Zhong's mouth was open, and he could almost stuff his fist into it, and the frog was no different from the legendary dragon in his eyes, but in Yang Fan's hands, it was like a toy, completely played with in the palm of his hand.
Zheng Zhong's eyes almost popped out, as if he couldn't believe it, and he was stunned.
Zheng Zhong was stunned here, but Yang Fan ignored it, seeing that the frog Jiao, who had less than half of his body left, was still rushing towards him without knowing whether he was alive or dead, Yang Fan smiled disdainfully, and punched him hard.
With this punch, Yang Fan poured all his strength, the power of his body was fully opened, and a punch smashed on its head, directly smashing it to pieces, and its body also collapsed in an instant, and the ice disintegrated and became shattered.
"A dead thing is a dead thing. ”
Straight punch to blow the frog up, Yang Fan flicked his fingers, shook his head and said disdainfully, if he had wisdom, he wouldn't be so stupid.
Of course, if you have spiritual intelligence, it is estimated that it will not be so easy to destroy it, Yang Fan glanced at the place where the frog Jiao's body was blown out, shook his head, and after that, he looked into the distance.
A few miles ahead, there is a palace, hidden between the green mountains and green waters, the palace is golden, as if it is all made of gold, although only a corner is exposed, but the leopard in the tube, it is enough to imagine its hugeness.
Previously, Wang Quan hurriedly entered the formation, because he faintly glimpsed the golden light reflected from the palace outside, and he hurriedly stepped into it under the influence of greed, and was strangled to death by the formation.
Now that the frogs have been scattered, the formation is almost powerless, but for the sake of safety, Yang Fan still broke all the formations.
"Huh?"
When he came to the place where the palace was located, Yang Fan's eyes suddenly froze, and his expression became a little solemn.
"It's ?...... Why are they all in ruins?"
Zheng Zhong's face also changed, and he exclaimed.
This palace is indeed huge, just under the central giant peak, it is more than the Forbidden City, and the area is dozens of times that of the Forbidden City, but except for the palace in a corner, it has all become ruins, ruins, broken walls, waste soil and scorched stones, and it is everywhere.
It was the palace that only showed a corner, and now only half of it was left, standing alone in the ruins, reflected in the slanting sun, like a lonely old man who had been through the wind and frost in his last years.
"What's going on?......"
Zheng Zhong said suspiciously.
Yang Fan frowned, he couldn't figure out what was going on, but judging from the traces left on the ground, it was obvious that there had been a big battle here.
And it was a very tragic battle.
In the ruins of the palace, there are countless trenches, deeply embedded in the ground, densely packed like spider webs, some trenches are as deep as a kilometer, dozens of zhang wide, extending tens of thousands of meters away, obviously cut out with a sword or axe.
And to achieve such a level, the cultivation must be in the Yuan Shen Realm above the Jindan or the Jindan, because the monks of the Innate Realm can't do all this at all.
Judging from the degree of decay and weathering of the palace, this battle took place at least 10,000 years ago.
"South...... Extremely long......"
On a huge bluestone that collapsed and was almost broken into four or five pieces, Zheng Zhong suddenly found a few words, all of which were ancient seals before the pre-Qin period, close to the appearance of oracle bone inscriptions, and deep in the stone.
"Raw...... Big...... Imperial Palace!"
"South...... Extremely long...... Bear...... Big...... What is this?"
"Antarctic Immortal Emperor's Mansion!
Zheng Zhong wiped away the gravel and dead branches on it, and read them word by word, at first he didn't understand what it meant, but when he read it together, he suddenly jumped.
"Antarctic Immortal Emperor's Mansion!
Zheng Zhong said in horror, his heart was so frightened that he almost bit off his tongue in shock.
"Antarctic Immortal Emperor's Mansion ?......"
Yang Fan glanced at him and immediately walked over.
He naturally knows the name of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, and is one of the four gods of the legendary Heavenly Court, and the Arctic Crape Myrtle Emperor, the Emperor of the Gouchen Shanggong Emperor, and the Emperor of Chengtian and the Emperor of Houtu are revered as the Four Emperors of the Heavenly Court, and the status is almost comparable to the legendary Jade Emperor.
But how could the legendary Immortal Mansion of the Four Great Righteous Gods of Heavenly Court be here?
Yang Fan was very puzzled.
Zheng Zhong also looked confused.
The Antarctic Immortal Emperor is a legendary immortal, why did his immortal mansion appear here? And he looked miserable after the war.
It's Heavenly Court, in fact, Zheng Zhong has never believed in it, but what he sees in front of him now completely subverts his worldview, beyond his imagination, it is like a dream.
Zheng Zhong stood blankly, as if in a dream.
Seeing that he looked shocked, Yang Fan patted him on the shoulder, whether this was really the Antarctic Immortal Emperor's Mansion or not, it didn't make any difference to him.
And if the legendary Antarctic Immortal Emperor lives here, Yang Fan doesn't care even more, such a small space, living a Heavenly Court Emperor, it is enough to see how strong the Antarctic Immortal Emperor is.
It will definitely not exceed the realm of the original gods!
"Shenxiao...... Jade...... Qing Palace. ”
On a broken plaque in the center of the ruins, Yang Fan also found a few words, which are read together as Shenxiao Yuqing Palace, the legendary Antarctic Immortal Emperor lives in the Shenxiao Yuqing Palace, and it can be seen from these words that this is indeed the residence of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor.
"It's ?......"
Under his divine sense, Yang Fan suddenly made another discovery, and with a wave of his big hand, he swept away a place.
"It's a ...... Arms?"
Zheng Zhong looked over and said incredulously.
"Hmm. ”
Yang Fan nodded, it was indeed an arm.
This arm is broken at the shoulder, the whole body is black, the length is up to 100 meters, the five fingers are not like humans, the knuckles are very long, the phalanges are very thick, the roots are like cement pillars, extremely large, facing Yang Fan's side.
On the surface of the arm, it is covered with countless scales the size of a bowl, like fish scales, and at a glance you know that it is not a human arm.
The whole arm was pressed horizontally to the ground, and the ground was crushed, and the depression was several meters deep, and the weight was visible.
It has been buried under the ruins for I don't know how many years, it is still not decaying, and even faintly emits an extremely strong aura, this breath is immortal, not bad, not rotten, like the Nine Heavenly God King, eternal and immortal, Yang Fan couldn't help but snort coldly.
Judging from the aura emanating from this broken arm, the other party's body has at least reached the peak of Jindan, and it may even be a great cultivator of the Yuan God Realm, but compared to his previous cultivation, it is nothing at all!
It is the difference between ants and elephants, like fluorescent and bright moon, and there is no comparison between the two at all.
"Seal!"
This arm was obviously left by a foreign race, perhaps it was cut off by the Antarctic Immortal Emperor in a great battle with it, Yang Fan hit a few divine texts to directly seal it, and then put it in the sleeve space.
This arm will be extremely useful in the future, whether it is used to refine medicine or directly devoured with the Flame Devouring Blood Lotus.
After doing this, Yang Fan continued to search with his divine sense, but unfortunately, except for this alien arm, nothing was found, divine weapon treasures, elixir fairy grass, nothing.
It is a good grade of spiritual plants, and because of the thinness of the spiritual energy, it has long been turned into ordinary grass and reduced to ordinary medicinal materials, and there are many rare birds and beasts on the mountain, but most of them are mortal beasts, and the most powerful is a crane, but it is only a realm that has entered the middle of the innate stage, and its strength is quite low.
After thinking about it for a while, Yang Fan understood that this was probably related to the tragic battle that had taken place in the space, and that battle should have consumed the aura of the entire space, and it was only recently that he slowly recovered.
"Woo ......"
The crane that had reached the middle stage of the innate realm flew over, and behind it, there were more than a dozen immortal cranes between the innate and the early innate stage, Zheng Zhong was startled, but Yang Fan looked at them coldly, and when they flew closer, he directly grabbed them with his big hand, and grabbed the crane that took the lead in his hand.
"Surrender to me, or die!"
Yang Fan said coldly.
Seeing that the crane was caught, the dozen or so cranes immediately rushed over without fear of death, and Yang Fan slapped them all to the ground with his other hand.
If he didn't like the spirit birds like the cranes and needed them to guard this place, he would have killed him directly.
"Woo ......"
was grabbed by Yang Fan's innate primordial spirit in a big rage, and the crane let out a clear sound again, but even the frog could hold on tightly and couldn't move at all, let alone it, it struggled for a long time and couldn't break free from Yang Fan's hands, and suddenly the sound sounded again and again.
"Again, surrender to me, or choose to die!"
Yang Fan was unmoved and spoke again.
Yang Fan's expression was very indifferent, and his tone was even more murderous, and the crane fluttered for a moment and finally nodded as if resigned to his fate.
"A wise choice!"
Yang Fan smiled slightly, scattered his big hand, and the crane also flew over by itself, landing ten meters away from him, looking at him in fear.
Yang Fan chuckled, pointed his fingers, and volleyed a magic trick into its head, this immortal crane obviously has no cultivation method, and the successor is powerless, since he is willing to surrender to him, he naturally wants to give it some benefits, anyway, there are many cultivation methods of the demon clan in his head.
After receiving the cultivation method given by Yang Fan, the crane immediately let out a clear sound, looking very happy, and then walked quickly to Yang Fan, circled around him, and pecked the back of his hand affectionately.
It's a pity that it can't speak yet, otherwise it will have to thank Yang Fan well.
"It's all shared, don't worry!"
Seeing that this crane pecked the back of his hand and chirped towards the other cranes that had gathered over, Yang Fan smiled lightly, and each of them punched the same spell into their heads.
The crane is a spirit bird, no better than other demon beasts, once it recognizes the master, it will be difficult to betray, unless the master dies, it is because Yang Fan is very relieved to pass on the cultivation method to them.
The thirteen cranes all got Yang Fan's exercises, and they all immediately became intimate with Yang Fan, and they either circled around him or rubbed their heads affectionately, Zheng Zhong looked at it from the side, which was called envy.
But he didn't dare to come casually, each of these cranes was very large, especially the few cranes that had stepped into the congenital, standing almost as tall as him, and the body size was even larger, like a calf, coupled with the sharp beak that exuded a ghostly light, he knew that it was extremely sharp at a glance, and it was better not to touch it easily.
"Go ahead, I'll tell you to cultivate hard if there's something to do. ”
After frolicking with these cranes for a while, Yang Fan sent them away, and after that, Yang Fan began to explore around the space.
It's a pity that I walked through the whole space, but I found some modern rags, messily discarded on tree branches or in the mountains, bloodstained, obviously someone once came in, but in the end I couldn't get out.
These rags are estimated to be more than a dozen pieces together, judging by their style and degree of decay, they should be hundreds of years old, and they should be left behind by the group of disciples who searched for the 'Cave Spirit True Heaven' that Wang Quan said about the Qingxiang Sect that disappeared a hundred years ago.
"Buzz ......"
Just when Yang Fan was extremely disappointed, suddenly a pillar of light rushed out from a mountain, like the essence of wolf smoke, and the golden light shot straight at the bullfight.