Chapter 143: The Long River of History

The golden flame swayed gently, and the terrifying temperature around it quickly faded, as if it had never existed before.

Such a scene made Ye Zichuan a little frightened, what is the origin of the golden fire, he still doesn't know, but there is no doubt that it is absolutely against the sky, can deduce all kinds of secret techniques and combat skills, and complete it, this mysterious skill alone surpasses all the fires in the heavens.

And now, a nine-colored flame that had never been heard of before retreated in front of the golden flame, just like a courtier seeing an emperor.

"System, nine-colored tinder, have you heard of it?" Ye Zichuan asked in his heart.

"Nope. The system's answer was crisp.

Ye Zichuan was a little frightened, the origin of the fire, which he had never even heard of in the system, was absolutely mysterious, but why had it been hidden before, this terrifying temperature, even the owner of the chariot couldn't bear it, how could it be held in his hand for so long?

Ye Zichuan didn't figure out this problem, at this time, Ape Kong's body was almost only skin and bones, the flesh and blood were shriveled, the qi and blood were evaporated, and the vitality in the body was extremely weak.

The Wang Pin Pill was powerful and vast like an ocean, but it was completely refined by the transparent fire.

As soon as Ye Zichuan turned his hand, a leaf appeared in his hand, and in an instant, it was filled with a refreshing fragrance, and the essence contained in that essence vein was like the gap between a lake and an ocean.

Ye Qing looked at the leaf in Ye Zichuan's hand in surprise, and his heart was shocked.

Ye Zichuan didn't speak, and gently threw the leaf towards the ape.

The nine-colored fire was suppressed, and the leaves of the sacred tree arrived safely in front of Saruku, and the divine essence contained in it made Sarukong's body react instinctively, absorbing those essences almost as if hungry and thirsty.

In just a few seconds, the vitality of the ape sky began to rise, the leaves of the divine tree were too against the sky, just one piece was comparable to countless yuan essences, and it had been nurtured in the immortal pond of the heavenly palace for endless years, absorbing too many divine springs, and it was full of treasures.

As his vitality regained and Saruku's spirit grew, he opened his mouth and swallowed the leaf into his mouth.

In an instant, the ocean-like power of the Hanhai Sea surged, and every pore of the ape sky was spraying out with a thin glow, which was the essence of the divine tree's leaves.

His flesh and blood were filling up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the spiritual fire in his mind was also rapidly recovering and becoming blazing.

And at this moment, with a bang, the fire in his body broke out again, and the nine colors erupted at the same time, constantly alternating in rotation, making this place suddenly become a human purgatory.

Hundreds of meters of essence veins were evaporated in the blink of an eye, and the entire underground was melted into a large hole, and the surrounding rock walls were red, ticking and ticking, and magma was constantly dripping down.

Ye Zichuan and Ye Qing were hairy all over their bodies, this temperature was too terrifying, their skin was sneering, and wisps of green smoke were rising.

Call!

In the depths of his mind, the golden flame swelled in an instant, and this time it rushed straight out of Ye Zichuan's eyebrows.

The nine-colored flame burned wildly, and the entire underground turned into a sea of fire, and the nine-colored flame was extremely blazing and surging.

In the sea of fire, countless terrifying scenes have been manifested, all of them are the strongest people who once had this fire, and it is their spiritual remnants left in the fire, every figure is terrifying and monstrous, majestic, standing in the galaxy of the universe, spanning an unknown number of eras, and manifested at the same time.

The origin of this spark is absolutely unimaginable, and everyone who possesses it is so strong that it is suffocating, and the cosmic starry sky trembles under their feet.

The golden flame rose and fell in the sea of fire, and the nine-colored flames surged towards it frantically, trying to refine it.

It is actively attacking, and it has actually attacked the golden fire, and wants to refine it and strengthen its own body.

But the golden flame was fixed there, not moving at all, and each cluster of flames was composed of countless runes, which had a sense of inviolability, and the nine-colored flames were difficult to approach.

The next moment, the golden flame suddenly soared, and the dazzling light flooded here, Ye Zichuan felt that there was golden light everywhere he saw it, and he couldn't see anything else, and his eyes were temporarily blind.

The same is true for Ye Qing, he can't see anything except the light.

At this time, the golden flame exploded directly, and countless runes appeared here, dense and mysterious, like countless ancient words, and like countless tadpoles, constantly arranging and evolving.

Boom!

A rune exploded, and then a glowing figure appeared here, surrounded by the sun, moon and stars, carrying a large flag, and with a slight flick, a galaxy was annihilated.

Then, the second rune exploded, and a nine-story exquisite pagoda above his head fell hundreds of millions of Xuanhuang Qi, each of which seemed to condense the eternal time and space, crushing the heavens and all the worlds.

This was followed by the third, the fourth......

In the end, hundreds of figures appeared here, each of them like a god and a demon, shining in the world.

It's a pity that Ye Zichuan couldn't see such a magnificent scene at all, and could only see the dazzling light boiling there.

This kind of scene is so amazing that if an old monster who has lived long enough sees it, it will be scared to death.

Hundreds of figures, each of them was once a powerful existence that made the heavens tremble, and each of them was enough to stir up the Nine Heavens and leave a bright light in the long river of history.

The nine-colored flame is enough to defy the sky, and everyone who once owned it is a peerless powerhouse.

But compared to these hundreds of demon-like figures, it is still not enough to see.

Whoa!

A strange voice suddenly sounded, like a chain dragging it, and an emaciated and lonely figure stepped out of a rune, her hair was shawl, and her slender arms were wrapped around the thick chains of the bowl, and at the other end of the chains, a bronze coffin was tied.

The girl pulled the coffin, as if she had walked out of the long river of time, and hundreds of figures were silent at this moment, looking at the bronze coffin, and then bowing their heads at the same time.

In a trance, Ye Zichuan felt like he had a gaze looking at him, sad, complaining, and so lonely and sad.

He couldn't help but touch his face, and there, I don't know when two lines of tears had been shed.

The gaze flashed, and the girl's figure disappeared with it, moving forward lonely in the long river of time.

Such a strange and astonishing scene appeared here at the same time, but unfortunately no one could see it except for the nine-colored fire.

Hundreds of god-like figures took a step forward at the same time, and then, everything was disintegrated.

The remnants of those strong men left in the nine-colored flame shattered in an instant, completely extinguished!