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Chapter 544 Signs of Frontier Desolation!

A drop of blood hangs over the fairy tomb, which seems to reflect the past, present and future.

It is like a self-contained world, with the screams of killing and shaking the sky inside, as if there are thousands of troops fighting, all of them are unimaginable top figures.

Around the fairy tomb, countless monks stared at the drop of blood without blinking. To be precise, it was the man behind the drop of blood.

The man was in a daze, standing proudly between the heavens and the earth, with a tripod hanging above his head, with a maternity aura hanging down, and nine kinds of immortal golden brilliance shining.

He moved, lowered his head and cast his eyes on the little one, as if staring across the ages, his eyes were extremely deep, as if they were conveying indescribable mysteries and information.

However, the little one can't perceive it at all, and it's hard to see what kind of news the other party wants to convey.

"Master, is he talking to me?" The little one pointed at the phantom man with a fair little finger, and looked up at Wu Fang with confusion in his eyes.

Faintly, he had a feeling that the other party wanted him to know something, but he couldn't understand it.

"A long time has passed, I don't belong here, I can't explain it..."

At this moment, a kind of cultivator seemed to hear the sound of thunder, and accompanied by the supreme celestial calamity, faint words came from the mouth of the phantom man.

"He... did he talk?"

"Through the years and rivers, this... what does this mean!"

Countless monks were shocked, staring at the phantom man, their ears pricked up, trying to understand.

However, the man was bathed in thunder, and his expression became complicated, as if he was resisting something, and no sound came out.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the phantom man waved his hands in the air, he was evolving, evolving a picture.

In the picture, this is a horrible battlefield. All the gods and demons have fallen, blood staining the nine heavens and the ten earths. The scene is too terrifying.

Above the battlefield, there are several figures standing proudly, fighting.

One of them was holding a big bell, and the sound of the bell rang slowly and vibrated for a long time. He was casting spells to fight, and the fragments of time and space were scattered like raindrops, which seemed to be able to affect the past and present.

The other person is a female emperor, with a peerless beauty, with a fairy weapon in her hand, which can transform into a sword, a ring, and a mask, blooming with supreme brilliance, she is also fighting, and the avenue is shining brightly.

There is another person who is a fat Taoist priest, and in terms of appearance, he still looks a little like the little fat boy Cao Yusheng.

The fourth person is a man holding a big tripod, he is a heavenly emperor, looking down at the opponent, holding a big tripod to bombard and kill.While taking a step, the huge threaded fruit behind him resonated with it, releasing the terrifying power of thunder.

……

"What the hell is he trying to tell us?"

"Where is the battlefield where he evolved!"

"Is it in the frontier?"

"What level of battle is this!"

……

Looking at the picture of the man's evolution, everyone lost their composure in astonishment.

"Father... my lord..."

If it is said that Ye Qingxian was the one with the biggest emotional change in the field, when this drop of blood appeared, his beautiful eyes turned red.

Especially when the phantom man appeared, he choked up, his words trembled, and Dou Da's tears fell uncontrollably.

Above the fairy tomb, the virtual image felt Ye Qingxian's emotions, and looked at Ye Qingxian with pity and apology.

The phantom man looked away from Ye Qingxian, and when it fell on Wu Fang, his figure trembled visibly.

"Master... Zun..."

The phantom man endured the Supreme Immortal Dao Heavenly Tribulation, uttered a vague syllable again, and then bowed deeply towards Wu Fang.

Boom!

The phantom man seemed to want to say something else, but the Immortal Dao Jieguang was too terrifying, and this was just the manifestation of a drop of his blood, so it was hard to say the rest of the words in his mouth.

"Little Yezi, what do you want to say, I know the teacher. This is your catastrophe. When the moment is irreversible, the teacher will take action." Wu Fang said pretending to be extremely calm.

Seeing Ye Fan in the perfect world, Wu Fang was still extremely shocked.Judging from the thunderous fruit manifested behind the other party, the other party has obviously developed it to the extreme, and even mixed with his own way. In terms of power, it has far exceeded his 100% level at the beginning.

Obviously, Ye Fan at this time came from countless years later, and he is already so powerful that it is indescribable.

"Did you hear that? That woman turned out to be his daughter!"

"His name is Hongjun Patriarch Shizun!"

"My God, all these intricacies! My mind is a little messed up!

……

Not only the monks, but even the five overlords looked a little confused.

"Master, it turns out that he...he is my senior brother!" Xiao Budian was stunned for a while, and after recovering, he opened his mouth wide, widened his eyes, and looked at the phantom man in surprise.

The phantom man turned his gaze back to Xiao BuDian, shook his head, sighed, and disappeared.Then, I saw that drop of blood slowly sinking into the little one's body.

"Master, this... this..." Xiao Budian suddenly screamed.

"Don't worry, your senior brother won't harm you." Wu Fang smiled and pinched the little one's cheek.

"Don't cry, you'll be fine, you'll be able to reunite with Xiao Ye Zi soon, this day won't be long." Wu Fang spoke to comfort Ye Qingxian who was red-eyed.

Rumble--!
Just as all the monks in the field were focusing on Wu Fang and his party, a loud horn sounded suddenly from the end of the long river.

"This voice, Frontier Desolation Call!"

"How could this be? Isn't there an omen only once in a thousand years? This is less than a hundred years since the last omen!"

"Could it be that something happened to Bian Huang?"

"Impossible! Bianhuang has countless ancestors sitting in town!"

……

Hearing the sound of the horn, the expressions of all the monks froze. They even stopped paying attention to Wu Fang and his party, and turned to look in the direction where the horn sounded.

call out!
A divine rainbow burst out from above the long river.

In an instant, an old man with a hunched figure appeared at the end of the long river. Although he was covered with white hair, he was as imposing as a rainbow, and the aura he released unconsciously was no weaker than that of the five overlords.

"King Mokui, you're not dead yet!" Seeing the crooked old man, the heavenly beings were the first to let out an exclamation.

"You just died! This king was just secretly summoned to go to the wilderness!" Hearing what the old man said, the crooked old man snorted coldly.

"What do you mean by blowing the horn?" The Immortal Palace Master frowned and asked.

"Nonsense, of course it's a sign that the adults over there are coming!"

King Mokui glanced at the Taotie King, the Zhan Clan patriarch, and countless monks in turn: "The situation in the frontier is urgent, and a big war is about to break out. The Taotie King, Zhan Yuan, and Gu Jinluan... all the monks who kill me will be killed at will. I will go to the frontier! Those who refuse the signs will be killed without mercy!"

Sen Han's voice fell, Mokui Wang didn't say any more, turned around and left, as if he wasn't worried that these guys who had been warned would not come.

(End of this chapter)