The curtain finally came to an end, leaving only a chaotic blue lotus standing proudly.

The grand Dao sound sounded from the void, and the immortal glow in the sky descended from nowhere, and the chaotic blue lotus became more and more sacred.

The power of the stars rioted, and the immeasurable essence converged towards the Chaos Blue Lotus, and then it was transformed into the source of life and replenished into the Chaos Blue Lotus.

After the Heavenly Punishment ended, Wang Xiaoran continued to infuse the Chaos Blue Lotus with the power of creation, and one after another divine patterns emerged from the Chaos Blue Lotus, and the monstrous weather machine that belonged to the Extreme Dao Holy Soldier emanated from the Chaos Blue Lotus.

"Choke!"

The sound of a grand sword roar resounded throughout the universe, and all the Great Emperor Supreme-level beings felt a monstrous sword aura that could threaten their lives rising from the universe, but it was everywhere, and it was impossible to lock the direction at all.

"Boom!"

A loud noise broke out directly in the hearts of Wang Xiaoran and Ye Fan, and the cyan immortal light flew out on the lotus platform opened by the Chaos Blue Lotus, heading straight for the two of them, and then the Chaos Blue Lotus flashed away and turned into the fairy light.

The immortal light dissipated, and a Tsing Yi Zheng Tai appeared in front of Wang Xiaoran and Ye Fan, and directly bent over to salute Wang Xiaoran and said, "Qinglian has seen my father!"

......

In the dark cosmic void, a purple gold warship, I don't know how long it has been floating, dim, full of traces of time, incomparably dilapidated, death-like silence.

On the Zijin warship, there are many ditches and big holes cut by ancient soldiers, and I don't know what kind of shocking battle I encountered. The years are merciless, it is covered with cosmic dust, it has long lost a little luster, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, it is quaint and simple.

Wang Xiaoran walked out of the world passage with Ye Fan and Tsing Yi Zhengtai Qinglian, among which Tsing Yi Zhengtai was carrying a strange cyan long sword behind him.

The handle and gauntlet resemble a cyan lotus. The cyan scabbard is covered with various gold, silver and purple patterns, which are mysterious, but there is no trace of the breath of an artifact, just like a mortal.

However, although Zhengtai is small, it is an authentic ancient emperor, and the "Green Emperor" resurrected by Wang Xiaoran.

Of course, due to some reasons, the resurrection was only half successful, resulting in the "Green Emperor" becoming the "Qinglian Sword Immortal" Wang Qinglian who shouted Wang Xiaoran's "father".

This time, Wang Xiaoran was going to take advantage of the relative quietness of the Big Dipper Ancient Star to take Ye Fan to other Life Ancient Stars, and was too lazy to wait for the Nine Dragons who didn't know when to go on the road to pull the coffin, and by the way, take the newborn Qinglian to experience the experience.

The first stop started with the encirclement and suppression of this group of primeval races trapped in the starry sky.

"An ancient warship in the dark and cold universe!" Ye Fan's heart shook, it was really shocking to see such a ship in the silent universe where there was no source of life.

"It has been floating for at least 100,000 years, or even longer...... Ye Fan knew that there must be a reason why Wang Xiaoran brought him here, so he sensed it carefully, and felt a kind of antiquity and vicissitudes from the ancient warship.

"Father, there are still lives in the ancient warship, do you need children to rescue them?" Qinglian asked curiously at Wang Xiaoran.

Hearing this, Ye Fan was taken aback. But he, who is familiar with Qinglian's origin, naturally understands that since Qinglian said so, it will definitely not be wrong, after all, he is an emperor. So he sensed it carefully, and soon there was a subtle sense of it, and he changed color and said: "What, life fluctuations, is there still a living existence on the warship? What kind of life, can live for more than 100,000 years, this is something that the ancient emperors can't do?"

Ye Fan sensed a trace of fluctuation inside the ancient warship, like the breath of life, which made Ye Fan quite surprised, at least hundreds of thousands of years have passed, how can there still be living creatures?

Wang Xiaoran didn't answer Ye Fan's question, but said to Qinglian seriously: "Remember! These alien creatures from distant times are our enemies, called the primeval race. We are here today not to help them, but to exterminate them, so that we don't cause trouble for us in the future. ”

The three of them flew forward, dark and cold ahead, the Zijin Ancient Ship finally approached, and came to everyone's eyes, and the scars of those ancient weapons on it recorded an unknown past. In the past, that battle must have taken place in the star field, at least there were ancient saint-level figures participating in the battle, otherwise it would not have been possible to come to the depths of the universe at all.

The three of them observed it closely, and they could see the grandeur and antiquity of this warship, and those cracks, Ye Fan felt that they were hundreds of thousands of years old. This kind of purple gold is extraordinary, refined into divine gold, which is fundamentally different from what is seen on weekdays, and is infused with a divine power, engraved with immortal formation patterns, so that it remains indestructible to this day.

"This is also the worst way for the ancient saints to refine the heirloom saint soldiers, although they are almost destroyed by the beating. It seems that the primeval race is indeed not to be underestimated. "The hull is dilapidated, the sword marks and sword holes, one after another are damaged, this is a great battle that takes place in the depths of the universe, just thinking about it makes people throb, and the old things of the past make people fascinated.

Ye Fan tried to probe his divine thoughts and probe, but he was surprised to find that this ancient ship could block his powerful divine sense and could not be penetrated. Unless his own divine thoughts are stronger, or regardless of the damage of the ancient warship, he forcibly breaks the other party's protection against divine thoughts.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three of them, who believed in their strength, boarded the ship directly, preparing to clean up the primeval race in this ancient warship.

The cabin is vast, like a huge palace, with various temples and ancient secret rooms, and there is no end in sight. It didn't look like a ship, it looked like an immortal mansion, vast and boundless, with everything, and he even saw a dried medicine field.

Of course, there was no grass in it, the elixir had turned into ashes, and a divine bead hung on the medicine field, but it was also cracked, and the aura was almost gone. Time is the most terrible force, everything can be wiped out, and in the end it cannot escape its reckoning. Unless, you can become an immortal, live forever, and no longer be afraid of the threat of time.

The fluctuations are beating like a splash of water, just ahead, among the three of them, Wang Xiaoran and Qinglian are both relaxed and leisurely, like an outing, walking over step by step. Only Ye Fan, the weakest in strength, summoned the Qiankun Holy Ding, and the immortals were swirling, protecting themselves.

Wang Xiaoran nodded approvingly, and continued to take the lead towards the depths of the ancient warship.

A human skull, snow-white and crystalline, like the most perfect work of art in heaven, is quietly displayed in an ancient hall, motionless, exuding a soft light. The fluctuation was actually sent by her, which made Ye Fan suspicious, this was not the so-called life form. However, Wang Xiaoran and Qinglian both affirmed the existence of the primeval race, and they didn't have the slightest sense.

However, then he was taken aback, this skull is very special, there are fluctuations of the Tao, natural and natural, people are close.

"The skull of the saint!" he said to himself after careful examination, a little surprised.

No wonder hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the skull is still fluctuating and still immortal, which is left by an ancient sage who turned into a Tao. Turning into a Dao, naturally smelting one's own body, returning to the Heavenly Dao Nature, only one or two of the hardest bones, which are difficult to dissolve even in one's own body, will remain.

It is such a skull, you can imagine its preciousness, it can definitely be refined into an invincible holy soldier, with immortal divinity!

"This is a woman's skull......," Wang Xiaoran nodded and commented.

A female ancient saint, from the shape of her skull, etc., can restore part of her appearance, so beautiful, must be a peerless beauty.

"There are words ......" Ye Fan saw a few lines of beautiful small characters in this ancient cabin, engraved on the copper wall next to the skull, and the skull condensed the rhyme, because it came from the hand of a saint.

"Ancient Divine Script!" Ye Fan was surprised, this ancient script was said to be the common language of all races before the primeval times, and even the human race used it, it seemed to be true. He carefully identified it, because Wang Xiaoran had taught him the ancient divine text, so he was still able to read the content on it.

After reading it, he probably understood the meaning, and his heart was extremely shocked, and there was a person mentioned in it, who had no beginning. Unexpectedly, here, traces related to the Emperor of the Beginning can also be found.

Sure enough, all the emperor-level figures are all in the universe, not trapped in a mere ancient star of life, otherwise it would be difficult to become an emperor.

The vast universe, eternal and boundless, the female saint is amazed by the world, and she has seen a supreme figure called Wu Shi, and admires it in her heart. However, the Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor was short-lived, accompanied her on a journey, passed on a piece of Taoism to her, disappeared, and returned to her homeland.

The Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor had been to other ancient stars, and he had an intersection with a woman, which could not surprise Ye Fan, but if the Black Emperor knew about it, he would definitely look up to the sky and roar.

The female saint entered the boundless star field, wanting to find an opportunity to preach, and even more wanted to see the beginningless again, but in the vast universe, she didn't know where the road ahead was. In her cognition, there were only a few sources of life in the entire universe, and she tried her best to find them, but in the end it was still hopeless.

And after her cultivation reached the pinnacle, she was unable to go any further, unable to preach, and finally sat in the starry sky and died alone.

"A strange woman who admired the beginningless died in the starry sky like this. Ye Fan sighed.

"What's this? A peerless figure like the Emperor of the Beginningless Emperor is completely normal to have fans, and it's strange to have no fans. After all, they are all ancient emperors who have suppressed an era and ascended to the top. Wang Xiaoran said disapprerovingly. (To be continued.) )