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Chapter 86 How could he die so cleanly?
"A disciple of the Shaking Light Holy Land? Tsk! He died so miserably..."

"Huh? It turns out he's just an impostor who used a tiger skin as a banner..."

The fat Taoist priest looked at the headless body of the young man and saw the mark on the sleeve of his robe. His face suddenly showed a strange color, but he didn't know where to spot the clue, and then his expression suddenly dawned.

"Taoist Master, this man is not a disciple of the Holy Land of Light? Then which family is he a disciple of?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan immediately felt something in his heart.

"Of course not, this person is just a scum pretending to be a disciple of the Holy Land! As for which family he is a disciple of, I don't know..."

The fat Taoist priest glanced at Ye Fan and found that his eyes were red, and there was sadness and hatred on his face. There was silence in the sea of ​​​​suffering under his navel, without any fluctuation of divine power. His eyes fell on the small mound in front of him, and he suddenly understood. .

"Little friend, you'd better leave quickly, it's not safe here."

Although the fat Taoist priest is a bit unruly, he still has a little conscience.

Ye Fan thanked him, turned around and left silently.

"Strange...how could he die so cleanly, leaving nothing behind..."

But before he had gone far, he vaguely heard voices coming from behind, and turned to glare at the fat Taoist priest.

"cough!"

I saw the fat Taoist priest standing in front of the small mound, holding a shovel he took out from nowhere in his hand. At this time, he coughed rather awkwardly, opened his mouth, and was about to speak.

Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!Swish!
At this moment, five bright rays of light rushed over from the distant active volcano crater and broke through the sky.

They were five big figures from the Holy Land and the ancient families. At this time, the five people were somehow alerted and rushed to the mountain. They stood in the air like five gods, all exuding extremely powerful pressure.

Ye Fan felt the terrible pressure and was shocked. He looked up, but could only see five dazzling divine lights, and nothing else.

At this time, he could not see through the radiant light that shrouded the five great figures.

"Oh it's you……"

The five big shots were like suns floating in the air. They first cast their gazes on the mountains, then looked at the fat Taoist priest who wanted to sneak away quietly, and instantly recognized each other.

After all, the fat Taoist priest and they had all been pushed against the gate of the Demon Emperor's ancient palace by the unknown strong man and rubbed against them.

But the fat Taoist priest didn't have any serious problems afterwards, and he quickly started to lively again. It was difficult for the five big shots not to remember each other.

Five rays of dazzling light all crossed the sky and landed between the mountains. One of the rays of light enveloped the fat Taoist priest and carried him away with him.

"Seniors, I am just a young monk with low cultivation, please show mercy..."

The fat Taoist priest turned green on the spot, and his panicked voice could be heard from afar.

"Damn fat man, you deserve it!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan cursed in a low voice, stepped forward and quickly dug out the fly ash from the small mound, took off a piece of clothing and wrapped it up, and then walked away from the mountains in a hurry.

Now that the five big shots are all out together, something big will definitely happen here soon.

Boom!

Sure enough, not long after Ye Fan left, a loud noise came from behind, and the entire primitive ruins trembled together. There was a terrifying blood light in the mountains, and the sky was filled with blood.

Like a blood moon flying in the sky, blood-colored light continued to fall from the sky, covering all directions of the world, reflecting the entire primitive ruins in blood red, making it look extremely strange.

"What's wrong? What happened?" "It's not good...the sky is filled with blood, and a murderous calamity is coming..."

"Is there some ultimate killing treasure that cannot be discovered?"

"This is the direction the five big shots are going!"

"Such a terrifying movement, with blood gushing into the sky, could it be that the most precious treasure of the Eastern Wilderness human race has been born?"

"..."

All the monks were alarmed by this huge change. Their hearts palpitated and they all had a bad feeling. Discussions continued, and the primitive ruins were in a noisy state.

Some daring monks with advanced self-discipline quickly rushed towards the mountains.

Ye Fan, on the other hand, hid far away. When no one was around, he used his mysterious method to move away from that location very quickly.

His golden sea of ​​​​bitterness continuously overflows with strands of golden threads, and an endless stream of essence flows around his body, making him move like lightning.

The mountains and rivers surrounding the original ruins are engraved with numerous Dao patterns. The blockade has not been lifted. Ye Fan cannot break through and can only wander around in the mountains.

"hiss!"

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly felt a chill under his navel, and there seemed to be something more in the sea of ​​suffering he had initially opened up.

He couldn't help but feel startled, and immediately chose a secluded, uninhabited place to stop.

Ye Fan reached into his arms and found that the piece of green copper had disappeared without knowing when, leaving only a few mottled rust stains in his arms.

He couldn't help but think of that page of the golden book, and hurriedly looked inside at the sea of ​​suffering.

He saw that the green copper block was hanging high in his sea of ​​suffering, and it had changed from its original rusty appearance to a simple and majestic one. It was like a bright moon, suppressing the position in the center of the sea of ​​suffering. It was very magical. That page of the golden book was pushed to the edge.

"This piece of green copper is really extraordinary!"

Ye Fan was shocked, but then he couldn't help but think of Zhang Jingming again. His voice and smile were so close before his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel sad again.

Finally, he calmed down and stopped wallowing in sadness.

The dead are gone, the living are like this.

Ye Fan once again looked inside his golden sea of ​​suffering, carefully observed the simple and atmospheric piece of green copper, and found that many "Tao patterns" appeared on it, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.

He remembered what Elder Wu Qingfeng once mentioned. A truly powerful "vessel" would have "Tao patterns" engraved on its interior, which is the carrier of the soul and life of the "vessel".

Ye Fan tried to use divine power to drive the green copper, but found that it was suppressed and motionless in his own sea of ​​suffering, so he could only give up research temporarily.

In the mountains in the distance, there seemed to be a terrifying battle breaking out. Terrible turbulence kept coming, and faint shouts of killing could be heard.

In this regard, Ye Fan has no intention of getting involved. When he is weak, participating in such a big event is simply asking for death, which is extremely unwise.

At present, he already has a page of golden book, which records the Wheel and Sea Chapter of "Tao Jing", and obtained the "Lotus Treasure Mirror" on it. Now the green copper block in his hand also shows the magic, which can be said to be a fruitful harvest.

This kind of harvest is enough to drive any monk in the world crazy.

It is conceivable that if other monks know about it, Ye Fan will face a terrible disaster.

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