"Damn it, don't compare me with those thieves. I am a researcher with lofty ideals. Everything is just to restore the historical truth."

Duan De was so shameless, with his head held high and his face glowing with a divine light, which seemed particularly offensive. He actually dared to speak so brazenly.

Ye Fan had a look of disdain on his face and walked around Duan De's fat body. He saw that Duan De was also a little embarrassed, and then he spoke sarcastically.

"You are a tomb robber, and you look like an archaeologist. I feel ashamed for you. How can you restore the truth of history? Why don't you say that you are researching the evolution and cultivation process of mankind?"

Duan De's eyes lit up, his face was full of smiles, he nodded repeatedly to Ye Fan, and said with great certainty.

"You used the word well, boy. I will be an archaeologist from now on. You are not allowed to say that I am a tomb robber in the future. Whoever mentions me is anxious to him again. I have a lofty ideal to straighten out the course of human history.

A great archaeologist who, as his own mission, recreates the true history through underground cemeteries."

Duan De had a holy look on his face, and his whole body was filled with holy light, which made Ye Fan feel nauseous. He couldn't help but shuddered, and said with some disgust.

"You damn fat man, you are the most shameless person I have ever seen. You actually dare to call yourself an archaeologist!"

Ye Fan and Duan De did not quarrel much. They finally entered the purple mountain together. Although they had different purposes, they were on the same journey and they cooperated tacitly. I don’t know how long it took to appear in the belly of a purple mountain.

The light was a little dim, and the jade palaces and towers seemed to be covered with dust. They were simple and dull, with ancient roads and ancient caves leading in all directions.

The two of them successfully entered the interior of Zishan. Duan De jumped up and rubbed his hands excitedly, shouting excitedly.

"People in our field have been studying a major topic, which is how to conquer the ancient emperor's tomb, especially the tomb of Emperor Wushi. I am the first archaeologist to enter this place."

"Have we gone straight to the deepest point, to the place where Emperor Wushi is seated?"

Ye Fan looked at everything here uncomfortably, with a faint sense of crisis in his heart, staring at a high platform behind Qionglou Yuyu.

When Duan De heard the words, he also looked into the depths, and suddenly the hair on his body stood up. There was a Taoist platform there, which was extremely majestic and tall. There was a lot of mist swirling around, which looked mysterious and scary. A tall figure could be vaguely seen sitting cross-legged on it.

, there is a heart-warming atmosphere permeating the air.

The years have washed away the beauty, the beautiful buildings and jade buildings are stacked on top of each other, stained with the dust of history, the light is dim, and the figure on the majestic Taoist platform is very moldy, oppressing people will suffocate.

"brush!"

In the mist, two bolts of lightning shot over, illuminating the sleepy mountainside, and the figure opened its eyes.

"He's alive!"

Duan De felt a chill all over his body. As a person who aspires to dig the tomb of the ancient emperor, there is nothing worse than being a living creature in the middle of the earth.

Ye Fan and Duan De felt suffocated. A living emperor was too ethereal and existed like a myth. Was he really going to appear in front of them?

"wrong!"

Duan De opened his yin-yang eyes in an instant, and saw the origin. He jumped up on the spot, and at the same time a layer of small bumps appeared all over his body, and said.

"It's not the Great Emperor Wushi! It's an ancient ancestor king, but it's also a big trouble."

Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes shot out two golden lights, and he could clearly see the figure in the mist. In front of him was just an ancient king. Although he was powerful, he was not the Great Emperor after all, which did not make him feel despair.

The mist on the Taoist platform is shrouded in mist, but it can't hide the aura of energy and awe-inspiring evil spirits. Although the ancient king is in human form, he has twenty-four pairs of wings. His skin is wrinkled and lumpy, and his whole body hangs down.

The old man is about to pass away. The ancient king is very tall, sitting cross-legged on the platform, his waist straight, his eyes are scary, even penetrating, staring at Ye Fan and Ye Fan.

This ancient king has reached the end of his life, and all his hair has fallen out, but it gives people an evil feeling, like an ancient demon god, with a strong murderous aura.

"Don't be afraid, he is going to die. It seems that he will transform into a Taoist and will not be able to deal with us."

Duan De's eyesight was even more amazing than that of the Holy Body. He could see through the reality of this ancient king at a glance. He exhaled and felt a little relieved. There was a dark lid suspended above his head, which was the lid of the Sky-Swallowing Devil Jar.

The power of the cover is extremely terrifying, and its fluctuations shake the heaven and earth.

Suddenly, a low demonic roar came out, and the aging ancient creature on the Taoist platform rushed over, mercilessly attacking, causing great destruction. The overwhelming aura of the saint turned into a sea of ​​stars and roared in. This kind of

The pressure is unimaginable. The power of an ancient ancestor king is invincible in this world. It makes Ye Fan and Duan Dequan tremble in shock. Although you, this ancient king, are extremely old, you are still far superior to the two of them.

They decisively sacrificed the magic cap and issued a kind of extreme coercion to protect the two of them. Ye Fan's body was covered with golden light, but Ye Fan was not afraid at all. His heart was clear. He still had a trump card.

, although it only has the power of one blow, it is enough to destroy the world.

Ye Fan's whole body was glowing with golden light, and a tall figure suddenly appeared behind him. The aura on his body was terrifying, and the terrifying pressure froze the world and sealed it. A golden little man flew out from the center of his eyebrows,

He got into the figure behind him. This figure was the body of the Dacheng Holy Body that Ye Fan collected in the holy cliff. This was an existence that could compete with the emperor during his lifetime. Although the divine power no longer existed, the body was still

Unrivaled in tyranny, invincible in the world.

Although the power of the Dacheng Holy Body is supreme, it consumes a lot of energy. Even today's Ye Fan has reached the second level of Immortal Stage. The ancient holy body is unparalleled in the world. It has a profound foundation and the whole body of divine power can only activate the Dacheng Sage.

He struck out with a body blow, and this blow was just a very simple straight punch.

"boom!"

The Dacheng Holy Body, the physical body is invincible, it is worthy of being comparable to the existence of alternative enlightenment. With a simple punch, the world is shattered, the endless void is shattered, collapses and shrinks, Ye Fan has never felt so powerful, the world is like a paper lake, a little

A single movement could shatter the sky.

"boom!"

At that time, the invincible fist and the Iron Fist of the Ancient King struck together. Countless Dao Pattern Laws were manifested. The heaven and earth shook. The Ancient King let out a hysterical wail. His whole body was like porcelain, with pieces cracked and scattered on the ground. Poor this person.

A strong man in the realm of saints, after finally surviving endless years, met Ye Fan and Duan De, but was killed with one punch. It was really too frustrating to die.


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