Chapter 205 The Coffin Falling from the Sky and the Person Sitting in it

"You're a waste! You can't even handle two juniors. Duanmu Ying's death doesn't deserve it! Hand over the secrets on you and I'll let you die more comfortably!" A saint of the Taiyin Sect was furious.

"It's over!"

Before he finished speaking, a boy about 17 or 18 years old strode out of the Bajing Palace. He was heroic, imposing, and full of vigor. The boy's eyes were like two sharp swords, so sharp that people couldn't look directly at them, and the black moon between his eyebrows exuded a terrifying aura that made people's hearts palpitate.

"Who are you! If you want to practice my clan's sacred arts, you must understand the law of cause and effect!" The old saint of Taiyin Sect spoke.

The person who came was the old madman.

"Brother Crazy, let's do it!" Zixia had already told the old crazy man about all the evil deeds of the Taiyin Sect.

The old madman shook his hand lightly, and countless complicated and profound array patterns emerged out of thin air, instantly filling the area between the Taiyin Emperor Array and the Liangyi Microdust Array. This was an extremely complex ancient array, and every step was filled with murderous intent, completely disrupting this area.

Zixia vaguely recognized that it included a corner of the killing formation of the Beginningless Emperor given by the Black Emperor, as well as a corner of the divine pattern of the Void Emperor. The combination of the two, plus other magnificent and complex Taoist patterns, was densely packed and breathtaking.

"The bloodline of the Human Emperor should not be cut off!"

"Since you already know it, why should you say more?"

"In that case, I will kill all of you!" said the young old madman coldly, and at this moment he took action.

The Taiyin Emperor Formation was completely suppressed in an instant. No one could see the situation in the formation clearly. They only saw the sky and earth collapsing, the universe shaking, and chaos churning, as if the breath of creation was breathing in and out, submerging everything.

"what……"

The three saints of the Taiyin Sect were powerless to resist, and all the light disappeared, leaving only a young man standing proudly and independently.

"Ancestor! It's over!"

The Duanmu clan members stood there in shock, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief. What kind of terrifying fighting power was this? With just one move, the three saints were killed!
“Ah…Run!”

Under the ruthless sweep of the Yin-Yang Dao warships, the Taiyin Divine Cult quickly collapsed and lost its glory. Yin-Yang Dao took over the Duanmu ancestral land. Who could have thought that they would discover an astonishing secret in the dungeon - the blood of the Human Emperor was cruelly kept in captivity and became a tool for the Duanmu clan to continuously obtain the Taiyin origin.

"The Duanmu clan is guilty of an unforgivable crime. They actually refined the blood of the Human Emperor into a Taoist medicine. This is intolerable!" When the people of the Sun Saint Queen learned about this, they were deeply saddened, and their anger and hatred burst out. They felt the same way. If it weren't for the help of the leader, perhaps they would have been oppressed by the Golden Crow clan like the Taiyin Human Emperor, and fell into an irretrievable situation.

The war to destroy the religion lasted for a whole day. When night fell quietly, strange phenomena suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. In the direction of the North Sea, a red cloud rose into the sky, dazzling and piercing through the vast galaxy. The towering shadow of the Fusang sacred tree slowly emerged, like an ancient giant, forcibly cracking the sky. The scorching breath that hit my face was like thousands of suns gathered together, and instantly steamed up the North Sea with thousands of feet of mist.

The old madman stared at the surging sun in the direction of Tanggu, and the void formation pattern under his feet suddenly rolled up Zixia and Ji Ziyue: "This rhyme is destined to be with you." He turned and pointed at the shivering Duanmu people. The Taiyin true blood flowed out of their bodies, condensed into blood-colored nectar in the air, nourishing the dried bodies of the nine descendants of the Human Emperor.

"Crazy Brother. Zixia looked at the empty passage that was thousands of miles away.
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"The ancestral tree of our clan!"

In the Fusang Sacred Tree Kingdom, almost the entire Golden Crow clan was mobilized, and their golden wings overturned the entire volcano.

On the thousand-mile ice field, the cold jade palace of Guanghan Palace made a sharp cracking sound. The palace master stroked the cracked Yuehua mirror with her bare hands, and the stone coffin wrapped in chaotic energy deep in the Tang Valley was reflected in the mirror: "The sun appears and dances lightly, take the Guanghan Order, and wake up the laurel chariot! Come with me!"

"The creation of the Emperor of Man, the Emperor of Man!"

The golden warship of the Human King Palace directly crashed into the void and flew away.

Ziwei suddenly became chaotic. Almost at the same time, all the big and small forces in Ziwei Star Region came out in droves, all with their own holy soldiers. For a moment, the sky seemed to be illuminated by all kinds of light, magic weapons were everywhere, runes were flashing, and the momentum was magnificent to the extreme. ······
In the Ziwei star region, beside the North Sea, the night is deep.

The dark waves carried star fragments and crashed into the reefs with the force of destroying the world. Deep in the Tang Valley, the branches of the ancient Fusang sacred tree trembled like a dragon's roar in the strong wind, and 180,000 golden leaves burst into brilliant divine light, dyeing the entire starry sky into gilded gold, as if welcoming the arrival of an important existence.

"Buzz——"

The sky suddenly split open into a five-colored vortex, and the two-meter square Bagua formation diagram spun rapidly, then formed a space wormhole.

A sarcophagus fell from the sky, leaving a ray of light. If someone with great supernatural powers had found that there was a person on the sarcophagus.

"Oh my god! This is far inferior to the Nine Dragons Pulling Coffin!"

Ye Fan clasped the sarcophagus tightly with his arms. He heard the wind whistling in his ears and felt as if it was on fire. He and the coffin were falling towards the North Sea.

"Send me back to the ancient star Ziwei and I will give you good fortune. If you leave me, I will curse you for hundreds of lifetimes..." The words of the old man in green were still ringing in his ears.

"That's it!" Feeling an unusual energy.

"The breath of the ancient emperor!"

"The Emperor's intimidation?!"

Ye Fan's heart was shaken. He initially thought that there was a Taoist master waiting ahead, but after careful sensing, he found that the pressure came from this ancient star field. He was indescribably shocked. After six years of wandering in the universe, he never dared to have such a luxury, but now he miraculously came to the source of life on the ancient star Ziwei.

The sarcophagus was moving very fast, and Ye Fan held it tightly, not wanting to miss out on this great opportunity!

The sarcophagus fell into the North Sea like a meteor, but just before it hit the sea, the Fusang sacred tree suddenly erupted with earth-shaking solar holy power. Thirty-six thousand golden clouds descended from the sky like a ladder to the sky, slowly lifting the sarcophagus to the top of the tree. Ye Fan's pores gushed out blazing solar true fire. If he hadn't run the "Ancient Sun Scripture" in time, he would have been reduced to ashes under this blazing power.

Above the stone coffin, a green light lit up, and the old man in green appeared on the coffin again. However, at this moment, he was like a body without a soul, standing there at a loss, ignoring Ye Fan's call.

The night is deep, a jade plate hangs high in the sky, the black ocean is undulating in the distance, the island is plain and hazy, with red cliffs and strange rocks, and old medicines are welcoming the moon and spitting clouds.

In Tanggu, the six-zhang golden Fusang immortal tree was shining brightly, illuminating the night sky. Under the tree, an old man in green clothes stood alone, full of confusion, and did not respond to Ye Fan.

In front of him, an ancient sarcophagus lay spread out, filled with a strange aura, and everything on the island became strange.

Above the golden hibiscus tree, an ancient palace sits, looming, towering, majestic and majestic.

The old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have lost his soul. He was in a state of confusion, without any fluctuations in his mental power. He was stuck there like a wooden stake.

"Senior! Senior, I sent you back to your homeland, you should give me a gift."

Before he finished speaking, a void array suddenly lit up three hundred feet away from the sacred tree. Two figures emerged in the interweaving silver light. The familiar fluctuations made Ye Fan tremble all over, and he blurted out:

"Dead dog? Void array pattern!"

Almost at the same time, a clear female voice came from the formation: "Little brat, why are you here!"

(End of this chapter)