Chapter 155

"Is it the one who killed the ninth prince of the Golden Crow four years ago and killed the younger brother of the master of the Eight Views Palace? ”

"Is it that he and Tang Gu have fallen forever in the eyes of Beihai? It is the land of the ancient emperor who expelled the people of great sin, no one has escaped, can he still find this world?"

"There is no doubt that information was flowing half a month ago. The eyes of the sea have changed, and the golden lightning has run away, isn't it him?"

"It is inconceivable that the heavens have escaped from the cages of the ancient saints, and if it is true, it will cause a huge storm. ”

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Beihai is really too big, much bigger than the boundless 6 places, I don't even know how many times, even if Ye Feng wants to escape, I don't know how many years it will fly.

Luckily, he remembered those routes from four years ago, when, while looking for Yutani, people entered the ocean at the domain gate, and along the way there were several ancient islands, carved with formations and altars, which could be crossed continuously.

Half a month later, Ye Feng also appeared in the black "color" of the ocean, and several times he misguided himself with the formation pattern left on the ancient island, and finally came to the 6th place.

During this time, he continued to search, and received uncertain news, and the bloodline that had survived the only disaster of the Ancient Cult of the Sun fled to the sea under the escort of an old servant.

Beihai has been very unquiet these days, and many masters have come and gone, rushing to the eyes of the sea to know the truth.

"Jin Yu Clan!" In the ocean of black "colors", Ye Feng's eyes flashed with divine light, and he watched more than a dozen golden crows fly over from the sea.

He walked on the waves, the black "color" sea was very calm, vast, a piece of ink "color", he looked up at the sky, and said, "What are you looking for, Jinwu people?"

At this time, the wind was calm, and his voice was like thunder, and it spread very far away in the vast sea of black "colors", and the waves were stormy.

"How do you recognize this person, and where have you seen it?"

"He's ...... The man from four years ago!

"Yes, it's him. beheaded the Ninth Prince. “

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In the sky, thousands of golden "colored" divine feathers "shot" out, and they all "revealed" the cold light, and several golden birds flew away, trying to escape to convey the message.

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and shouted loudly on the independent sea, as if the heavenly thunder had destroyed the world, and the roar was everywhere, cutting through the sky for more than a thousand miles, and the sea was almost overturned.

"Poof", "poof"......

In the sky, more than a dozen masters of the Golden Crow Clan collapsed one after another, and under the sound of Ye Feng, the entire army of the Shape God was restored, and not even a single broken bone was left.

There was only one man left who knew the sea, and the son of the ancient religion who knew the sun had really gone out to sea, and was taken away by the old servants.

The Jinwu clan mobilized a lot of famous players, 6 or 7 of the 9 princes came, and some of the elders went out of the customs to catch up in person.

Ye Feng's heart trembled. The one who noticed the abnormality was just a declining ancient religious teenager. How did it attract a lot of Jinwu people, it must be surprising.

He accepted the love of the old man in Tsing Yi, got the nine-character prophecy of the Sun Ancient Emperor, and knew his Fusang branch, all of which could not be ignored.

Giving up these, the last bit of bloodline of the Holy Emperor of the Human Race should not be cut off like this. Because he is not evil, his ancestors have merit that they are powerless against the human race.

According to the information obtained, Ye Feng chased in one direction. Very early, worried about being late, but unfortunately.

Two days later, Ye Feng met nine more Golden Crow powerhouses. One of the golden crows is unexpectedly a terrifying big name, a veteran figure.

"(It's him, a man named Kaede on the night of 4 years ago!)" someone shouted.

The old golden crow knew it, but he opened his mouth and spit out the old golden mirror, turned it over and saw that night was falling on the maple tree.

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This is the essence of the sun, which caused the essence of the ten directions, and moved the scorching sun in the sky, all focused on the ancient mirror, becoming the light of the gods, and the night maple "shot".

"You really miss me!" Although Ye Feng was out of the woods, he was terrified of this divine light and blew him away with one shot.

Click, click, click

The golden-colored ancient mirrors were broken into more than a dozen pieces and fell into the air. The elders of the Golden Crow clan were quite cruel, their bodies trembled, and they turned into a golden "colored" sun, flew over, and collided with them.

Ye Feng was not afraid, not afraid of the holy power of the sun, and stretched out his hand at the critical moment in the face of the flames. With a "poof", he tore the golden sun with his bare hands.

As soon as he shouted "Ah......hh

Soon, Ye Feng left this sea, and this time he knew where he had fled to where he was the only bit of blood of the Sun Holy Emperor, so he hurried there.

"Fortunately, there is a faithful old servant who watches over me. Otherwise, the last bloodline of the Terran Holy Emperor will be gone."

Four days later, Ye Feng finally saw the child and the old servant who was covered in blood and couldn't live anymore in a sea of black "colors".

In addition to this, there are 100 masters of the Golden Crow Clan, including several princes and elders!

The haggard and frail child, who was almost smashed by the famous hand of the Jinwu tribe, almost died of illness in the past two years.

The clothes were torn, the little face was dirty, but the eyes were clear. In addition, there is a sun in the body, and it feels like it is glowing with a thin body.

Ye Feng finally knew why the Golden Crow clan wanted to hunt down this child, and after such a blow, even the great power had to die, but this child survived.

This child's physique is special, a round of golden "color" of the sun reborn, every inch of blood god light scattered, close to the various legends of the primeval Sun Holy Emperor!

The Jinwu were scared. If this kid repairs his body and masters the ancient scriptures of the sun, he will be able to realize the infinite Dao fruit even if he is not the second saint emperor in the future.

In addition, the Jinwu people believe that the ancient scripture of the sun was born and has something to do with this child. This is what they desperately need, and if they want to cut off the roots of the ancient scriptures, they do not hesitate to use many masters.

Beside him, the old servant was dying, his bones had been cut, he was leaning against a rock reef in discouragement, blood was blistering in his mouth, and his presbyopia was getting more and more cloudy.

The child was grief-stricken, and clung to the old servant, crying quietly. "Uncle Jiang, don't leave me. There is no family, just you. “

"Coughing ......" the old servant vomited blood and doted on the head of the skinny child, and the presbyopia became darker and darker day by day, becoming more and more cloudy. "You are a descendant of the Holy Emperor and the last bloodline. I'm really unwilling to protect you......"

As he spoke, he vomited blood bubbles and could barely speak, unable to speak.

"Uncle Jiang, don't die. For we are alive to help each other......" the child cried and clung to the arm of the dead old servant.

"I use it too much, I can't even protect the last bit of blood of the Holy Emperor......" The old servant hugged the young child with the wreckage, looked up to the sky and sighed, his pupils lost their brilliance, his life reached the end, and the muddy old tears rolled down his wrinkled cheeks.

"The sun is out. "The eighth prince of the Golden Crow clan stood majestically like a golden-colored demon god.

"Your sister!" Ye Feng angrily crashed into the crown and shot down the crown with a single shot from the air.

"Ah......h

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Chapter 725: Conquer the Four Seas

Night maple descends from the sky...... With his fist, he smashed the eighth prince of the Golden Crow, and the corpse was torn apart......"

"Ahh

The primordial spirit of the eighth prince of the golden crow flew out and let out a mournful roar. It was the golden crow who had been shining brightly ascending to heaven, desperately trying to escape.

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However, Ye Feng didn't give him a chance, just like a god and demon, his spleen traveled in all directions, found the big hand of the golden "color", grabbed the primordial god on the cloud, and ground it into powder.

The Eighth Prince of the Golden Crow will be removed from this world forever!

All the people are here, all this is too fast, the line of words is unparalleled in the world, Ye Feng fell from the sky, instantly killing the future heir of the Golden Crow Clan, as simple and galloping as pulling weeds.

The eighth prince of the Jinwu clan had killed Da Neng three years ago. This is a powerful demon clan handsome who shocked the world.

However, the demon clan Junjie, who was comparable to such a sect leader, made people slap the tiles and kill people in one go, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Daddy!"

A group of people from the Golden Crow clan shouted loudly, and the golden light broke through the clouds and penetrated the heavens and the earth, and a group of people walked to the front and surrounded Ye Feng.

The death of a Golden Crow prince is significant, it is related to their face and inheritance, and he was killed by a single shot. This is the great enemy of the wrath of the whole nation.

In the center of the field, Ye Feng's god was majestic, he didn't want to run away, he was hunting in purple clothes, his pupils were as bright as stars, and his thick black hair was flying, in the center of the independent field, facing all the people.

"Are you also indignant? Divine queens who killed people really feel the inadequacy of the inheritance of the queen who erased the sun, and will not spare a drop of blood?"

Ye Feng faced many masters of the Golden Crow Clan alone, just like a demon god in one, glaring at all of them, standing up hand in hand, not nervous at all.

"(You are really bold to kill the god son of my clan, this can't forgive you today!)" One of the leaders of the Golden Crow clan opened his mouth and drank a big glass, holding a blue blood demon knife in his hand, strengthening the "color".

Karan

Ye Feng didn't move, his hands were weighted, and he stood there, and as soon as the word of the soldier moved, there was a terrible sound of knives in the distance, which resounded through the heavens and the earth.

burst

The blue blood knife was upside down, the blood droplets splashed several meters high, and a beautiful head flew up, with surprise and fear written on his face, he couldn't believe all this.

Everyone was trapped, and the magic knife reversed, cutting off the head of the Grand Commander and cutting off his own head.

The green light of the knife, dyed with the turquoise of the sky and the sea, was stained with an incomparable stain, the tip of the knife was sharp, turned into a green mango, and with a fierce "shot", the original god was also nailed to death.

The scene was silent, and many people shivered from the cold, forming small bumps, which was really strange and terrifying.

In the center of the field, only Ye Feng was independent, his eyes were clear, his hair was light and shiny, and he said to everyone: "Even if you are a small leader, can't you be ashamed of me?"

(It turned out to be him, who escaped from the sea and came to this world again!)"

Finally, someone shouted, seeing through the true face of the scarecrow.

"If you fall into the cage, you will never be able to get out, why did he appear again?"

Although he couldn't escape from the eyes of Beihai, it was a city that suppressed ancient saints, how did he do it? The people of the Golden Crow tribe, more than the strength of Ye Feng, were even more surprised that they were able to leave the sea and reappear in this world.

A golden light broke through the spaceship in the sky and flew to the reef in front of it, and a big hand stretched out, wanting to take the only child of the ancient sect of the sun to go, for fear that Ye Feng would appear and cause an accident.

The blue and clear, black "color" of the sea undulated, the night maple made heaven and earth independent, pulled out with one finger, and the golden "color" fell and passed through the road ahead.

The man was startled, quickly avoided it, and opened his mouth to spit out a golden "color" arch bridge. This sacred bridge pierces the void and goes straight ahead of the sinking reef.

In addition, the others also got his help, and now the most important thing is not to get the last blood flow of the Holy Cult of the Sun.

"Tons!"

Suddenly, the mouth of the night maple shouted, and the majestic heavenly sound, as if at the beginning of all things, the universe began to bloom, and all the origins appeared!

Imitating the divine sound of the word "east" in the six-character mantra of Buddhism, urging with the holy method of fighting, it actually has the power to create heaven and earth.

At the beginning, the Nine Secrets and Buddhism faced off against the Shingon, this divine voice was almost resented by him, but for him he remembered it deeply, and for four years, he tried to learn all the laws in the sea, and naturally imitated the Douzi formula.

At this time, Ye Feng shouted loudly. The universe roared, the heavens and the earth opened up, and a huge statue of a god appeared behind it. But not that Buddha. The posture of the young man, with his eyes deep but perceptive, towering like the demon of God is himself.

This is not his self-love, he can learn from heaven and earth, but his realization in the past four years is that he must never meet a person in his cultivation. Otherwise, the road cannot be proven.