The brand of the Emperor Tower, the supreme quasi-emperor weapon, accompanied by several heirloom saint soldiers, plus two slashing kings.

With such a lineup, in the face of the unpredictable Yuhua Ancestral Temple, Yao Xi, who had increased his courage sharply, was naturally fearless.

I saw that she was covered with silver metal armor, shining brightly, making people feel like a goddess had come into the world.

Black hair, ice-like body, set off by the silver armor, has both the charm of a witch and the holiness of a goddess, and then blends with the cold temperament formed by practicing the secret method of the Guanghan Palace, looking at it from different directions, giving people different feelings.

Walking on the way, Meng Fan said in his heart:

is indeed outstanding, no wonder that after Emperor Ye Tian became enlightened, he had a concern for him, but I don't know if there will be any story between the two of them as he changes.

The next moment, the distracting thoughts were cut off.

The ancient ancestral temple has been sealed for more than 200,000 years, and now someone finally stepped in, almost instantly, there was a pair of eyes in the dark, like a green lantern, and then gradually dimmed, disappeared in the depths of the temple.

"Truly!"

It's just that the calm is only temporary, and a cold aura roared in, accompanied by a voice that only villains can make, piercing the heavenly spirit, and knowing the truth of picking soft persimmons, killing Yao Xi.

"Slash!"

The saintess who left the shaking light snorted lightly, reacted immediately, her black hair was flying, her silver armor was shining, and she pulled out the divine sword hanging under Xiao Man's waist and swung it down.

With a snap of his fingers, the blade slammed into the sneak attacker, and he was about to slash in half.

An emanating demon came into view, its eyes were hideous, it had flesh wings, and it exuded a rotten aura all over its body, but its combat power was nothing, at most four poles.

Almost at the same time, the immobile Meng Fan breathed out a breath, and the boundless blood qi and the true fire of the sun combined, like a round of the sun rising, illuminating the mountains and rivers, and directly blasting open the endless canopy of the road ahead.

The strange creatures that hide murderous machines along the way, without any resistance, quickly turn to ashes.

This is a copy of the expansion of the middle stage of the Heaven Covering World, at that time, the primeval race was exhausted, and the existence of the Holy Lord level was not enough to see, only the king was qualified to shake it.

Letting Yao Xi make a move before, or rather, letting that Yin God descendant in, was because it was weak enough, and those who existed behind it were not something that the little girl in the Four Extremes Realm could compete with, and even ordinary powers could not survive two breaths of time.

"With such a large number, could it be that there are still two Yin God Ancestors in the depths of the temple?"

Yin Yanwan, who had never found a chance to make a move, frowned, if what she said was true, most of the two Yin God Ancestors had already stepped into the Holy Realm.

You must know that the Yin God is by no means a unique product of the Big Dipper Ancient Star, and there are relevant records of crape myrtle and even the major life sources of the entire universe.

"Master, what is the descendant of the Yin God?"

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, and Yao Xi, who was just taking advantage of the situation and making a slight move, blinked her beautiful eyes, naturally grabbed Yin Yanwan's jade arm, and asked curiously.

"The strength is extremely strong in life, and the god flesh is immortal after death, and it happens to be buried in the leyline yin eye, so that after endless years, there will be a flesh corpse that will come back to life."

"Of course, at that time, it had nothing to do with the previous life, it was a new lifeform, a new beginning, and it could also be understood as the highest level of corpse transformation, a life born at the end of death, which can be called a miracle."

As Yin Yanwan said, but the Feather Divine Idea is very special, and the Yin God Ancestor has awakened the memories of his previous life, which is suspected to be related to the Feather Emperor.

But Meng Fan didn't plan to remind him, because when he got to the place, the truth would be clear.

There are many doors in the ancient temple, and most of the small world courtyards inside are also connected, when a group of people push open the fifth courtyard, there is a bright and bright front, there is a temple into the line of sight, all kinds of ancient stone carvings are glowing independently.

"It may be the scriptures and insights of the ancient sages......"

"Don't get close, it's the back hand left by the Feather God Dynasty, once you comprehend, you will only make yourself feather, that is, you will turn into light and rain, and the Yuan Shen will become Xia."

For the first time, Meng Fan stopped the two girls who were slightly excited and told them seriously.

Immediately afterwards, he sacrificed the purple gold gourd and walked into the central hall of this courtyard again.

It's so empty.

Because of this, the stone enshrined in it is particularly eye-catching, but half a foot high, sitting cross-legged, it looks like a Buddha, and it looks like an old peasant, it is very rough, it is difficult to distinguish its true face.

"The Great Emperor of Yuhua, it can be regarded as being harmed by later generations, completely offended the empress, and it is difficult to be born again, ......"

Meng Fan's expression was inexplicable, and his tone was even more so.

According to the original book, the Emperor of Yuhua is amazing, and among the emperors and emperors of all dynasties, he can be called the top, creating a method of immortality that no one has ever walked through.

Even now, more than 200,000 years later, it has not been eliminated, but has turned into the Holy Spirit, sleeping in the Feather Ancestral Star, and continues to transform.

Hearing this, the second daughter fell silent again.

Along the way, they could occasionally learn a few words from Meng Fan's mouth, but every secret could shake the universe, and people didn't dare to think about it at all, let alone ask questions.

In this way, the three of them stopped for a while, and then set off again to go deeper, and after that, in each layer of the temple, there must be a half-foot statue representing the Feather Emperor.

When you break through the ten-story ancient temple one after another, and officially come to the eleventh floor, the vision is completely different from the past, turning into a real temple small world, and from this floor, the land is boundless.

What remains unchanged is that in the dark, there are a pair of eyes flickering.

There are ancient trees, mountains, and grass covers, but there is no sunlight, Yao Xi looks like a vase, staring at the beautiful eyes and standing in place without moving.

One more person is not much, one less person is not less.

In fact, Yin Yanwan already had the idea of taking the apprentice to the elder, but Meng Fan weighed it a little and directly agreed to the matter, anyway, it is not a forbidden area of life, and he can resist the strongest guardian by carrying a heavy weapon and joining forces with this Guanghan fairy-

Two sages and yin gods.

"There are a few beast kings, and the three immortals have slashed it."

Yin Yanwan had an ethereal temperament, and she didn't feel afraid, but asked, "Do you want to shoot together?" ”

As he spoke, bursts of beast roars continued to come out again in the dense forest, and dozens of pairs of eyes lit up one after another, and several pairs of them were particularly bright, as dazzling as magic lamps, and the aura of a strong king was permeated.

"Yes."

"But don't use external objects, these are the descendants of the temple beasts, they have survived from generation to generation, their talent and combat power are very extraordinary, and they are just used as whetstones to sharpen themselves."

Meng Fan's proposal was instantly recognized!

In the great world that covers the sky, if the monk does not fight, fights with others, and experiences the epiphany that can only be triggered between life and death, no matter how much he cultivates, it is actually difficult to climb to the top.

And in the past hundreds of years, the two of them have never been without hands!

The former is related to retreat and metamorphosis, while the latter cannot find a suitable opponent.