A low mountain, there is no wonder, only a few thatched huts, Ye Fan has lived on this unknown hill for most of the past few years, in addition to cultivation, he is also persevering in the search for the opportunity to become an immortal.

Finally, after obtaining the Eighth Horn Immortal Diagram, he suspended other matters and traveled west into Kunlun Mountain, bypassing the Ancient Array to find the place to become an immortal.

Ye Fan has been around outside this mountain area for more than half a month, observing the terrain, not daring to move, piecing together the octagonal immortal diagram and repeatedly observing and studying, and finding a safe path.

However, a fragment of the immortal map is missing, and the icon leading to the center of the immortal land is missing, except for the middle area.

Towering Kunlun, magnificent and vast, traversing thousands of miles, longitudinal pressure on the eight wildernesses, boundless. Every mountain was terrifyingly high, and the clouds were surrounded by fog locks, like chaotic qi permeating, filled with the initial qi of heaven and earth.

The mountain is like a sleeping dragon, countless huge mountains, like the spine of the dragon, lying horizontally, and the weather is thousands.

"Knock, knock—"

The ground trembled slightly, heavy footsteps were heard in the distance, and several behemoths appeared, looking like giant apes, with a long horn in the center of the eyebrows, the light was blood-red, and the hair was thick and up to more than ten zhang, and each step fell to the surface and shook a few times.

They stared at Ye Fan at a glance, and the long horns in the center of their eyebrows suddenly flashed and thundered, and a black and green lightning slashed out, cutting off a piece of the top of the mountain.

Ye Fan hung in the air, immovable, letting go of the suppressed quasi-emperor's might, and the divine power was overwhelming.

Several giant beasts suddenly trembled and knelt down, trembling and not daring to make a move, as if they were in awe of the gods.

Ye Fan let them go, compared the immortal map in his hand, avoided entering the forbidden area by mistake, and walked very slowly.

The plants and trees in the Kunlun Mountains can be richly nourished by the earth qi when they take root in the dragon veins, and they grow luxuriantly and are exceptionally vigorous, but the mountain vegetation is rarely born of spiritual will.

Except for a few different species, ordinary grass quilts can only be used as wedding dresses, contributing the essence of life bred by themselves in vain.

Passing by a natural dragon cave made Ye Fan feel frightened, but the dragon cave that could conceive the true immortal did not produce the holy womb.

There was a glow in the cave, and there was a rainbow scattered, Ye Fan went deep into the cave but did not find the god fetus, only a stone man who had been robbed of his life by the mountain and had already died.

The topography of Kunlun is made for the birth of immortals, and the essence of the eight directions and the gods of the ten directions have all converged to the forbidden land in the center through the dragon veins, and the Holy Spirit Fetus cannot take it away.

"Roaring ......"

A clear whistle came, the heat wave was boundless, and there was no grass for thousands of miles in front of him, which can be said to be a kind of strange scene in Kunlun.

"Dryland!"

A humanoid monster more than two feet tall turned into a flash of fire and rushed towards Ye Fan, driving the monstrous fire, melting the mountains and rocks where it passed, turning the grass and trees into ashes and turning into barren land. As a result, he was shocked by Ye Fan's fingers, he turned his hand and fell, and moved a mountain to suppress it.

Ye Fan walked forward according to the immortal diagram in his hand, without encountering any danger, this is an ancient road with twists and turns, and there are ancient god arrays in other places, if it goes deep, it will be destroyed at every turn.

Two days later, he sensed wisps of immortal qi that permeated from the front, which meant that he was approaching the land of immortals, which made him very excited.

Ye Fan came to the deepest part and saw the Pure Land that gave birth to the hope of becoming an immortal, because of the lack of the last corner of the immortal map, it was difficult to take a step forward.

Ahead, the scene is magnificent, very amazing, tens of thousands of peaks like dragon heads, clustered together, surrounded by a valley like nature!

Every dragon's mouth is spitting out the essence, the fairy breath is dense, steaming up, condensing in the valley, indescribably mysterious.

On tens of thousands of mountain peaks, giant dragons circled, soaring and surging, and tens of millions of dragons raised their heads and roared, all of which were transformed by dragon energy. In the central immortal valley, there is a vast expanse, spewing thin rui qi, hundreds of millions of wisps of various glows, and the fairy light shoots out one by one.

Ye Fan walked around this place, and he didn't dare to act rashly without the last corner of the immortal diagram.

For a long time, this place has been nourished by dragon energy and fairy light for a long time, and it has long been psychic, and each of the medicinal herbs produced is priceless.

The dragon's head peaks are lifelike, and the dragons are intimidating, all of which are naturally born. There are treasures on each dragon's head peak, like carved from coral and pearls, brilliant and dazzling.

After depleting many ancient stars of life, such a pregnant immortal land was born, which was indeed dedicated to the creation of heaven and earth.

In the next half a month, he tried to find a way many times to no avail, and decided to use the Chaos Bell to get into the body, and if he encountered danger, he would return to the main plane through the Divine Ring as soon as possible.

Ye Fan walked very cautiously and carefully, if he took the wrong path in this place, he would be doomed in an instant, as soon as the emperor's killing array was opened, the quasi-emperor would die without a place to be buried.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression froze, and he saw a shattered corpse of the quasi-emperor in a stone mountain.

His heart shook violently, the blood in his body rumbled and roared, and he accelerated and ran, like thunder for nine days, and his heart was awe-inspiring.

Hundreds of white bones and bright red and piercing blood were all glittering, and that person was shattered by the Ancient Emperor's killing array!

Quasi-emperor, the means lead to the sky, can compete with the heaven and the earth, how many people can there be in ancient and modern times? It can be called the existence of the past and the present, and he died tragically here.

Ye Fan withdrew his gaze from the bones of the quasi-emperor and looked forward, there was a half-meter-high purple pagoda on the road ahead, quietly displayed there, like the blue sky of eternity sinking, vicissitudes and atmosphere, flowing inexplicably.

"It's ...... Purple Gold! ”

Such a piece of immortal material is half a meter high, without any miscellaneous materials, this is too shocking, the value cannot be measured, and the ancient emperors have to jump in their hearts.

Ye Fan took a few steps forward cautiously, and there were a few blood stains on the other side of the purple tower's body, bright red and dazzling. The urgency of the bloodstains is consistent with the breath of the quasi-emperor's corpse scattered in the distance, and it should be of the same origin.

"Emperor Quasi's divine blood, this tower is his!"

This person's creation is against the sky, and he can be called the protagonist of heaven and earth in a period, but in the end, it was unexpected, it was such a quasi-emperor with long luck who died tragically.

This made Ye Fan's heart awe-inspiring, and he didn't dare to be careless, he was cautious at every step, walked cautiously, took a few steps back, sacrificed the Zhuxian Sword, and then moved the Purple Pagoda over.

After careful observation, it was confirmed that this weapon was just a rough embryo, a half-meter-high purple pagoda, exuding the vicissitudes of eternity, like a blue sky sinking here, with all kinds of fairy lights.

After putting the purple pagoda into the ring, Ye Fan came to the Longshou Peak, climbed a mountain road, and tens of thousands of Longshou peaks stood side by side, enclosing a fairy valley, with a dense aura and billions of wisps of light, making this place particularly sacred.

In the valley, 10,000 dragons' heads of peak droop down the fairy light like a waterfall, gather to a large fairy pond in the center of the valley, the immortal qi is steaming, and the light is billions of wisps, submerging most of the valley.

"The 'hope' of becoming an immortal is conceived in the immortal pool!"

Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly.