The Lord of Time and Space who covers the sky

Chapter 129 Cloud wind in sleeves, approaching the holy cliff
There was deathly silence in Youyue City, and no one dared to speak. Most of the monks in the Central Region saw the peerless celestial demon who was alone in the Eastern Wilds for the first time. They were frightened and worried that the other party would go on a killing spree.

"Greetings to the King of Fate!" Ye Fan, Tu Fei and others suppressed the bone-chilling murderous intent and saluted the figure in the sky.

Xu Chuan's eyes moved and fell on the pretty little girl next to the Black Emperor.

"Is it because of me that Saint Tianxuan is not here?" He thought to himself, somewhat puzzled.

In the original timeline, it was the old madman who should have taken action to kill the enemies, shake up the central region of the Eastern Wasteland, and put an end to all the forces hostile to Ye Fan.

But Saint Tianxuan was not here today, which made Xu Chuan have some suspicions in his heart.

There are many weird operations in the original work of "Shading the Sky", among which two things are the weirdest!
The old madman walks in the middle territory and stands up for Ye Fan!
There is another thing that is even more outrageous!

When thousands of races were born in the ancient times, some of the main war sect ancestors wanted to seize Ye Fan's source of the mother energy of all things, and conveniently destroyed the human race's holy body.

Then the ruthless emperor walked out of the ancient forbidden land and slapped those ancient ancestor kings to death...

"Nothing happened to Ye Fan is the result, the process can be changed..."

Xu Chuan thought in his heart and made a guess about the cause and effect line in this world.

He restrained his pressure, landed in Youyue City, walked towards Ye Fan, and said calmly: "I heard that the Jiang family robbed your tripod!"

The expressions of everyone present changed slightly. They did not expect that this person would really help the Holy Body!
Ye Fan was silent and looked very complicated.

A friend in need is a friend indeed. Back then, as the direct descendant of the God King, he was like a fish in water in the Jiang family. The elders and powerful officials were very friendly to him, and there was no ill will between the two parties.

However, you left with the God King, his holy body was half-dead, and everything changed.

For those big forces, where there is no emotion, interests are the real thing...

only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot……

Seeing classmate Xiaoye in a low mood, Xu Chuan shook his head and sent a message from his spiritual mind: "Go to the Jiang family to bring the tripod back. If anyone blocks it, I will come to the door in person!"

This sentence was not made public. It seemed that for the sake of the God King's sake, he did not want to offend the Jiang family too much, so he was polite before fighting.

Ye Fan's eyes were a little hot, and he nodded without saying anything more.There is no need to lie about the relationship between the two.

After settling the matter, Xu Chuan stood with his hands behind his hands and said indifferently: "If the monk Hualong takes action against him, I won't say anything. If he is killed, it will be because of his incompetence! If he suppresses people with two great realms, he will feel that he is invincible. Yes, you can try it..."

Xu Chuan looked around and said nothing more, but the majestic and powerful aura of the heavenly demon swept across the sky, making people tremble and dare not look directly into his eyes.

"Is what King Ming said true? What if the Ninth Transformation Dragon Transformation monk takes action?" an old man asked.

He looked at Ye Fan, his eyes bursting with brilliance, trying to see through the reality of the holy body.

"Life or death is a matter of fate. If it really falls into the hands of the Dragon Transformation Monk, then I have misjudged the person!" Xu Chuan said calmly.

Ye Fan on the side swallowed his throat and felt a little cold on his back.

He just wants to fight against the enemy in the same realm. Dragon Transformation Monk is still too difficult for him to fight against. This is not seven or eight small realms, but more than ten small realms. Even the eight forbidden realms are not enough.

The big black dog also muttered, I didn't expect that person to be so cruel to the Holy Body, he was going to practice to death!

Yin Yang Shengzi and others huddled in the crowd, not daring to speak.

Witnessing the death of two half-step masters with their own eyes frightened the Yin Yang cultists, and they did not have the courage to face the demon king directly.

Suddenly, the big black dog came close to Xu Chuan. This action directly made the Yin Yang Holy Son's heart feel cold, as if he was in the cold winter in the Northern Territory, being hit by a blizzard...

Faced with the Black Emperor's accusation of the evil deeds of the Yin Yang Sect, Xu Chuan looked calm and just let them solve it themselves.

After getting his endorsement, Ye Fan immediately approached the Holy Son of Yin and Yang, who was forced to fight, shed blood, and fell under the vision of the Holy Body...

After finishing the trivial matters among the juniors, Xu Chuan prepared to go to Shengya, where there was a complete secret of the word "行".

Compared with the original timeline, there is one less saint on their side, but with the blessing of the Supreme Dao Emperor Soldier and the Dao Fruit of the one in the Ancient Forbidden Land, the probability of success is very high.

Just as everyone climbed onto Liuyun, people from the Yin Yang Sect and the Ziwei Sect arrived, led by two powerful men.

"King of Fate, the Holy Body massacred the genius of the Eastern Wasteland, are you going to protect him?" The Supreme Elder of the Yin Yang Sect stared at Mark, his eyes empty, like a piece of solidified stagnant water, with a chill to the bone.

Xu Chuan, who was constructing the formation, slowly turned around, and two astonishing rays of light shot out from his eyes, making the Yin Yang Sect's great master's expression stagnant, and he did not dare to speak.

The elder of the Ziwei Sect flashed his eyes, retreating in order to advance, and said with a sad look on his face: "The Holy Body has a violent personality. He killed 28 disciples of our Ziwei Sect, and I still hope that the King of Ming will make the final decision to punish the Holy Body!"

During the conversation, more than a dozen disciples of the Ziwei Sect appeared carrying purple wooden coffins. They were all dressed in mourning clothes, with tears in their eyes, pretending to be weak, and asking Xu Chuan to make the decision for them.

"The holy body fell into the devil's path. Not only did he kill a lot of people, but he also kidnapped women in the middle region for his sexual pleasure."

"The two female disciples of the Palace of Disillusionment were insulted by him, and the palace sand on their corpses was broken. They died with their eyes open!"

The monks of the Ziwei Sect were so excited that they criticized Ye Fan verbally and verbally, focusing on attacking his personal ethics. One of them even lay on the purple wood coffin and cried bitterly, sobbing: "King Ming, these evil thieves are worse than the remnants of ruthless people. Damn it! The Holy Body deserves to be killed!"

The Yin Yang Sect people on the side seemed to have opened up the two channels of Ren and Du, and began to fabricate facts to portray Ye Fan as a heinous person.

Finally, the two religions merged and said in unison: "Please order the king to make the decision for those innocent monks who died tragically and kill the holy body!"

The corner of Xu Chuan's mouth twitched, good guy, why does this trick of frame-up look familiar? It feels like he has never traveled through time.

Ye Fan's blood boiled even more. He wanted to argue, but the other party opened his mouth more than 40 times and didn't give him any space at all. Even if he talked about breaking the sky, it would be useless.

"You are slandering! The Yin-Yang Sect saints kidnapped soul boys in the Eastern Wasteland and used them as Yin slaves. Now they are shouting to catch thieves. How shameless!" Li Heishui glared at the Yin-Yang Sect people, his face turned red with anger.

"You can't prove your innocence by smearing others, Thief Ye, you are so full of evil, do you really think you can cover up the world with one hand? Those innocent souls will never let you go!"

"I taught the saint to help the poor and weak in the southern region and help them embark on the path of spiritual practice. This is obviously a good deed, but you have deliberately distorted it. Li Heishui, don't think that we are afraid of you because you are a descendant of a big bandit!"

"Your father burned, killed and looted in the Northern Territory in the early days. You also have a share of blood on your hands. As a bandit, what qualifications do you have to speak..."

The monks of the two religions put out all their strength. At this time, they no longer cared about offending the big bandits. They directly grabbed Li Heishui and then used a point to cover his face and hit Ye Fan from the side.

When it comes to martial arts, the Yin Yang Sect and the Ziwei Sect can only swallow their anger, but when it comes to combat, there are more than 40 of them, and each one of them can suppress Ye Fan and the others with one sentence.

Li Heishui's face turned blue and white as he listened. He really couldn't refute some of the words. His father had no taboos in his behavior and suffered a lot in the scolding war.

Ye Fan clenched his fists, and then relaxed them.

It's just a verbal attack, it doesn't matter. The other party has no skills, so he can only rely on this unscrupulous method to slander him. In the final analysis, he is still afraid of the name of the King of Life.

"Brother, what are they talking about?" The little girl on the side looked at the crowd with teeth and claws and hair waving wildly, and she was a little curious.

Ye Fan shook his head and just covered the little girl's pink ears with his hands to prevent her from hearing these words.

"Enough!" When a Ziwei Cult disciple slandered Ye Fan for attacking female beasts, Xu Chuan couldn't stand it anymore. This was just like the unofficial history of the Ming Dynasty, it was outrageous.

The black light in his right hand flashed, and thousands of void Dao patterns moved, solidifying the space. All sound waves could not be transmitted, and only the monks above the Immortal Platform could freeze.

"King of Ming...you..."

The two powerful men changed their colors. They didn't expect that Xu Chuan had mastered the laws of space to such an extent. If the opponent's formation cultivation was sufficient, he could dominate the world by blocking space with this hand.

"Do you really think that I don't know the truth? Zhao Fa, a disciple of the Ziwei Sect, covets the Bodhi Bead and wants to assassinate the Holy Body. The Saint of Yin and Yang tortured and killed the young child, and both of them died unjustly!"

Xu Chuan said indifferently, settling the matter.

"King Ming, those are just one-sided words of Holy Body. Your Majesty, please don't listen to his words alone!" The great master of Ziwei Sect was heartbroken.

As he spoke, a white-haired old man knelt in the sky, feeling pain in front of the coffin beside him.

One person took the lead, and seven or eight old people knelt down to morally abduct the demon king not far away.

Xu Chuan was speechless and wanted to send this old immortal away with a slap.

But thinking about the cheap niece in the North Territory, he still restrained his murderous intention.

He pinched his fingers, and the spatial patterns moved and changed, turning into a blast of void wind, which directly fanned the monks of the two religions thousands of miles away.

"King of Fate..." Ziweijiao Mighty tried his best to resist the strong wind of space, shouting in his mouth, looking very unwilling.

"Your mother is so stupid!" Xu Chuan yelled, feeling that the moral character he had set up was a bit misleading and he was disgusted by this kind of person.

He once again lit up a wind of nothingness and blew away the purple-robed power. The latter kept shouting, but his mouth was filled with cold wind and he could not speak at all. He was wrapped in the strong wind and disappeared into the sky.

After doing this, Xu Chuan formed a magic seal, a large purple mist bloomed from the center of his eyebrows, opened the domain door, and walked in.

Ye Fan from behind took a deep breath and adjusted his mood.

As an elite person who drove a Mercedes-Benz three years after graduation, he is very familiar with this kind of moral slander and understands what will happen next.

The Yin Yang Sect and the Ziwei Sect did not dare to attack him. They would definitely join forces with other major forces to slander him. By then, everyone would be talking about it, and the lies would become true.

In order to avoid this kind of thing, he must fight back as soon as possible.

Many people know about the Ziwei Sect, but as for the Yin Yang Sect...

"Training boys and girls as Yin slaves, this kind of thing cannot be done by just the Yin Yang Saint!" Ye Fan was furious in his heart, and was ready to uproot all the Yin Yang Sect's strongholds in the Eastern Wasteland.

At this time, Xu Chuan was also thinking, preparing to get himself black gloves.His alien fire identification is so high that most Eastern Wasteland monks can recognize it, so the method of alien fire clones is useless.

After a few breaths, a dark light flew out of Xu Chuan's purple robe and fled towards the outside world. It was a broken nine-aperture stone man, the trophy from the last battle in the divine city...

Since time traveling, anyone who dared to kidnap him morally has died!

The moment the powerful Ziwei Sect spoke, the secret of the time traveler, the way to get rid of death, took effect, and his soul lamp began to count down.

At the top of Qingming, a gray stone man opened his bloody eyes, with lines of death lingering around his body, exuding a strange and unpredictable aura.

It put on a black hooded robe to cover itself, then stood up and fled towards the southeast...

After doing this, Xu Chuan felt much more enlightened. He lowered his hand and began to stroke the little girl's pigtails, enjoying a moment of tranquility.

The young version of the ruthless emperor!

If you don't squeeze it now, when will you wait?
"It's a pity. If only my system had a sign-in flow, sign in with a ruthless child's body!"

Stroking his smooth hair, Xu Chuan's thoughts wandered and he felt a little disgusted with his own parallel import system.

Killing people will drop fish hooks, and fishing for divine objects from the heavens sounds great, but in fact it is just an early benefit.

Like the Holy Son of Shaking Light, with the Eighth Revolution of Purple Luck, and the cultivation of the four poles and the second heaven!

Only such a top genius would drop a cyan fishhook, which is equivalent to a holy weapon, and Xu Chuan's imperial weapon already has two.

According to this inference, if you want to get the purple fishhook, you have to dream and you need to kill the Supreme.

However, he can kill the Supreme, so what is the use of the so-called purple fishhook?

"The system is really powerful. It would be best if you can come and sign in. Just read the two Immortal King Sutras. I think the Sutra of Immortality and the Secret Techniques of the Ten Evils would be good!"

In the crystal-clear Sendai, the purple villain is looking at the bronze beads, hoping that his system will be strengthened...

In the formation, the little girl's big, watery eyes were looking up. She felt a little distressed when she saw her beautiful little braid being messed up. This was specially braided by Ye Fan for her.

But she knew that this beautiful person had a high status, so she didn't dare to say anything and could only silently endure the clutches of the devil.

The flowing clouds swept away, supporting the light.

The group of people did not know how many thousands of miles they had traveled, from the central region of the Eastern Wasteland to the place close to the Northern Territory.

The Holy Cliff is located at the junction of the Central Territory and the Northern Territory. The location is very special. Almost no one comes here on weekdays, so keep it at a respectful distance.

Because this is an ominous place!
A great holy body was stained with blood on the black cliff in his later years and died here, making everyone fearful. Many people thought that there was something terrible and ominous in it.

Suddenly, a gap opened in the sky, and a demon king with silver hair and red eyes walked out, followed by a person, a dog, and a little girl.

Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen and others were not lucky enough and did not have a strong background. Xu Chuan was not sure of protecting them, so he did not bring them here.

"Is this the Holy Cliff? I think it's more appropriate to call it the Immortal Mountain Branch!"

Xu Chuan stared at the wonderful scenery in front of him and complained silently in his heart, feeling that the word "cliff" in Shengya was outrageous.

Ahead is a vast expanse of mountains, extremely majestic, majestic and deep.

Its whole body is black, as black as ink, and the endless ancient trees on it cannot be covered up. There are more than fifty large mountains standing side by side. It is majestic and covers an area wider than Zishan.

"At the beginning, the Dacheng Holy Body was so powerful that it cut this great mountain out of the Immortal Mountain. Unfortunately, something happened in his later years, so that it was stained with blood." The big black dog sighed.

"The Holy Body of Dacheng..." Ye Fan looked at this giant mountain blankly, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart.

With a physique like his, he could be called the Great Emperor at the end of his life, but it was only at the peak of his vitality in his prime. Once he entered his old age and lost his immense vitality, the consequences would be unpredictable.

"Don't think too much. The mysterious being who killed the Dacheng Holy Body is terrifyingly powerful. Even if it were replaced by a great emperor, the result would not be much better!"

Xu Chuan whispered, then picked up the little girl, put it on his shoulders, and walked towards the inside of the Holy Cliff...

(End of this chapter)