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On such an ancient star, there is nothing but five-color ancient trees, and it is difficult to see a living being.

At this time, suddenly seeing the five-color altar and a one-armed old man in green clothes, one can imagine the impact on several people.

The five-color altar is not very big, because the crystal stones in it are too small, and it is impossible to have huge stones weighing thousands of catties like the ancient Yinghuo ancient star and the ancient forbidden land.

It's hard to imagine how old a tree king is needed to produce such crystals. I'm afraid it needs a saint to cut it down, and even the emperor Zhun himself must do it himself.

The old man in Tsing Yi was tall and tall, with a delicate appearance, and he looked like a fairy, without a trace of smoke and fire, and he felt very ancient and natural.

Why is there such an old man here alone? What a state he has reached to build such an altar!
You must know that the Black Emperor once said that only the Great Emperor can inscribe the patterns on the five-color altar, and there is no possibility for others, and none of them can understand it.

How powerful is this person? Building the altar by himself filled him with regret. Could it be that he is a great emperor?
This absurd idea came to his mind, which made him feel very scary. The ancient great emperor has only been a legend, and he can't meet a real person, how can he meet?

"It shouldn't be the emperor, otherwise, how could it be a broken arm? People like that have already defied the sky. Not to mention the stumped limbs, even if the body is smashed to pieces and the consciousness is dead, it can be repaired."

He secretly speculated that he didn't get close, but just waited and watched from a distance, for fear of alarming it.

The five-color altar is very small, no more than three meters long, but it consumes a lot of five-color crystals, most of which are no bigger than pigeon eggs. If they are piled up like this, how many tree kings will be cut off.

"Such a small five-color altar may only be used to cross one person. Is he going to leave and where will he go?"

In the dark and gloomy universe, it is really not easy to find an ancient star with life, and it is really not easy to meet a person, and Ye Fan and the others find it difficult to calm down.

The three of them were far away from the five-color altar, and they kept retreating, because they didn't know the depth of the one-armed old man's cultivation and were afraid of being perceived by him.

However, even if they restrained their energy, the old man looked over, his eyes dim and expressionless.

The three of them froze, stopped in their tracks, then hesitated a bit, and strode over. Anyway, they had already come here, and it would be difficult to escape if they tried to harm him based on the other party's cultivation.

And with the Immortal Golden Bell, Ye Fan still has some confidence in his heart.

Only the little girl is innocent and innocent, as if she doesn't know what fear and danger are.

Up to now, Ye Fan is still muttering whether the other party is the Great Emperor, because the words that the Black Emperor gave him are too profound, and the five-color altar cannot be built without the ancient emperor.

"Go back to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."

When he climbed up the giant mountain and came to the five-color altar, he heard such a voice, which echoed like a curse.

Ye Fan was surprised, the old man's mouth did not open, but the voice rang clearly and continuously, as if it had come from ancient times.

"Senior..." Ye Fan called, but the other party didn't even look at them, and kept revising the altar.

"Go back to your homeland, you can't bury your bones in a foreign land..."

This sentence continued, like a spell, echoing beside the altar, as if it would never stop.

Gradually, the three of them realized that something was wrong, not only the voice, but also the old man. It didn't look like a real person.

"God thinks!"

Suddenly, the three of them were terrified, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end. He felt a special aura, which belonged to that kind of evil spirit.

Ye Fan kicked back, there is no mistake, this is a supreme god's thought, that kind of fluctuation, that kind of divine power is very similar to the one I saw on Yinghuo Ancient Star before.

The former was transformed by the evil thoughts after the death of the Dacheng Holy Body. What kind of existence was this old man in Tsing Yi formed after sitting down?
"How can there be gods on this ancient star?" Ye Fan was cold from head to toe, and his heart was constantly communicating with the immortal golden bell.

Zixia and Ji Ziyue noticed that the severed arm had the aura of thunder calamity on it, most likely it was cut off by God's punishment, it was difficult to regenerate, and it was attached with the power of mutual restraint.

"Who will bury me in my homeland?" In front of the five-color altar, the ancient voice continued, like an undying obsession.

Several people stopped in their tracks, Ye Fanyuan's godly eyes shot out brilliance, and saw a phantom standing in front of him instead of an entity, the old man in Tsing Yi was very unreal.

"Hey, this is..."

This deity has become enlightened, and what is left now is only a ray of obsession, not a tangible invincible god body, which made him surprised and let out a sigh of relief.

"Dang~!"

The sound of the bell enveloped the entire ancient star like a celestial sound, and a golden light shone from Ye Fan's body, enveloping the four of them.

After two years, the Immortal Golden Bell finally digested and absorbed the Dao Tribulation Gold in Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering, and completely awakened his own Immortal Gold Mysteries based on it.

The Immortal Admiralty has come to life at this time, like a real alternative enlightened person, and at the same time has the will of the passed away Dacheng Holy Body, which is his continuation.

As the Immortal Golden Bell showed its power, suddenly, the originally unconscious old man in Tsing Yi opened his eyes wide and shot two bright rays of light, like two torches, hitting the sky, as if temporarily awake.

The old man in Tsing Yi stretched out a big hand, scratched the ground in an instant, and took out a sealed sarcophagus until the center of the ancient star was located.

"Sun Emperor~!"

A heavenly sound came from the Immortal Golden Bell, and then a supreme force fell from the Immortal Golden Bell, and the somewhat illusory figure of the old man in Tsing Yi suddenly solidified!

The three of Ye Fan were also extremely shocked. They did not expect that the old man in Tsing Yi who was living in this unknown ancient star was actually the Sun Emperor, and his emperor's corpse was buried here.

Zixia said:

"The Emperor of the Sun came from the ancient star of Ziwei. He wants to go home. Our next stop may be Ziwei!"

With the help of the Immortal Admiralty, the old man in Tsing Yi seemed to have his own consciousness, and he was no longer about to disappear as before.

"The holy emperor has made great achievements in the human race, so he should not bury his bones in another land!"

The sound of the Immortal Golden Bell spread to everyone's ears, obviously hoping that they could bring the coffin of the Sun Emperor back to the Ziwei ancient star.

With the help of the Immortal Golden Bell, the five-color altar was opened easily, and the exact coordinates were the legendary ancient star Ziwei.

A small pagoda appeared between the eyebrows of the old man in Tsing Yi. Although it looked simple and simple, it faintly bloomed wisps of imperial prestige.

"Sun Emperor Tower!"

Ji Ziyue exclaimed.

The Sun Emperor Pagoda vibrated slightly, as if communicating with the Immortal Admiralty, and finally a few rays of light fell and merged into the eyebrows of the four.

The little girl didn't change much, but the area between her eyebrows lit up with colorful lights, as if she was helping her repair the dark wounds left over from countless years.

The three of Ye Fan obtained the legendary Sun Emperor Sutra, which was passed down by the gods and perfected by the Sun Emperor in his later years.

The five-color altar is gorgeous, and the five kinds of divine lights form a two-meter-high gossip, forming a space wormhole, which sucks everyone and the coffin of the Sun Emperor into it.

"Ziwei Ancient Emperor Star!"

Through the deep space wormhole, Ye Fan saw a large purple star blooming with divine glow, fixed at the end of the eternal void.

Is that the main star of Ziwei in ancient Chinese myths and legends?Ye Fan was very excited, the ancients gave it too much mystery, and now it is possible to go to that star field.