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    Chapter 1402: Ancient Sacrifice, the World of Spiritual Immortals in the End of the World "Phoenix Feather Nine-Colored Feathers?" Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head and faced the Holy Emperor's eyes full of wisdom accumulated over the years.  At the same time, in the dark and yellow clouds above his head, a nine-color brilliance floated. Ruoyu broke through the restraints and spread his wings freely to fly high into the sky.  ¡ª¡ªFengyu Nine Colored Lings!  Zhang Fan had a thought in his heart, but did not suppress it. Instead, he allowed the token from Chu Feng to fly out and circle around the infinite cave, spreading the light of fire all over.  "Sure enough, it's Feng Yu Jiu Ling!" The Holy Emperor nodded when he saw this, and said: "So, Chu Feng has already made a choice, can you tell us, Dong Huang, what did you say to this supreme being?  ? " When he mentioned Chu Feng, the Holy Emperor's tone did not change. It was as if he was just talking about an old friend he hadn't seen for many years. There was no awe or pity, and he was extremely indifferent.  The ancient Holy Emperor is a pinnacle figure who can stand side by side with Chu Feng and sit down and talk about Tao!  "It's nothing. His Majesty the Holy Emperor naturally knows that Chufeng Supreme was not moved by words. She agreed to Zhang just because she was determined in her heart and had nothing to do with any external things." Zhang Fan smiled lightly, without saying a word.  He said covertly: "On that day, Zhang just said to Supreme Lord Chufeng, 'That's my enemy.'" "Your enemy?" The Holy Emperor glanced at Zhang Fan in surprise, and then changed his gaze.  Focusing on the nine-colored feathers of the phoenix feather, it seems that you can look at Chu Feng through the feathers.  After a long time, he turned back and said with an admiring tone: "Young friend Donghuang, you are a formidable young man. You are indeed ambitious and ambitious." "It was in those ancient times that our human race's elites emerged in large numbers, and they even created more innovations."  Immortal Dao, the unparalleled genius who has led the human race to transcendence for hundreds of thousands of years, is no less inferior to them. " Zhang Fan smiled slightly and bowed slightly. Today, even the Holy Emperor cannot praise him.  Just let him be confused and unfazed.  "It has been many years since we have seen an outsider. My little friend, I am not talking to you alone today. We, old men, are one." When the Holy Emperor said this, Zhang Fan raised his head and saw  The remaining six Holy Emperors, who were slightly blurred, all had a smile on their face and nodded slightly.  "Although the words are joyful, the joy will eventually be exhausted. I hope that one day, if you have time and don't mind it, you can come to Wuliang Cave again and sit down and discuss Tao with us. It would be great." These words were said to see off the guests.  The Holy Emperor still maintained his posture of sitting cross-legged, and the shackles of merit around him had not changed or dispersed. There was no slight fluctuation, but out of nowhere, Zhang Fan felt a kind of calmness.  This kind of silence is like a living person with a smile on his face, but he has turned into a clay sculpture and fallen into a deep sleep.  "The interview is over." Zhang Fan knew in his heart that the meeting with the Ancient Holy Emperor was over.  Although the Holy Emperor was almost the speaker during the whole process and he only listened, the purpose had actually been answered.  People like Zhang Fan only respect the Holy Emperor because of their contributions to the human race. How can they force any answer here?  As long as you understand the meaning, you will know the rest when the time comes.  Zhang Fan knew what was going on. He nodded towards the Seven Saint Emperors, said "Goodbye, junior", and then took a step back.  This step back is like stepping on the edge of a cliff. One step out is already an abyss, and the whole world is fading away The immeasurable cave with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers quickly retreats away, and the belly of the mountain where there is only the eternal light of the sky in the darkness also  It is far away, and even the entire Seven Emperors Realm has taken this step.  ¡­ ¡°Are you leaving now?¡± Outside Wuliang Cave, Lord Chitian, who had not yet left, raised his head and looked at a rainbow bridge across the sky, thoughtfully.  In his opinion, time just flowed away a little bit between his fingers. At this time, Chitian Divine Lord had just left from the boundary monument of Wuliang Cave. With his speed, he had not flown out of the mile. It can be seen that the difference between time  short.  This was something that Zhang Fan noticed immediately when he left the Infinite Cave and returned to the Seven Emperors Realm.  "Wherever it is, even the passage of time is affected by it, and it controls the unique power of space and time. Is this the power of the Holy Emperor?" Zhang Fan was also secretly shocked, and couldn't help but think that if the ancient Holy Emperors were not because of the devil,  I have a premonition that the merits of my great vow will be backfired, and I will be trapped in countless holes. How terrifying will it be once I am born?  "The Holy Emperor is like this, what about the Supreme First Phoenix?" Thinking of the Supreme First Phoenix from the Ancient Holy Emperor, Zhang Fan could hardly suppress his fascination., then if Chufeng had not been suppressed by the first generation Demon Emperor, what kind of shocking methods would he have displayed?  All these thoughts and thoughts only existed in Zhang Fan's mind for a moment. Before heading to the spiritual world and facing the temples and the demon king Black Lotus Dark Sun, he had to go to one place.  When Lord Chitian saw his back turning into a rainbow, Zhang Fan's aura disappeared without a trace from the Seven Emperors Realm in just an instant.  "I don't know, what choice did the old men make in the end?" God Lord Chitian withdrew his gaze, glanced at the direction of Wuliang Cave with a complex expression, and sighed: "Monster Lord~" At this moment, his expression was different from  Phoenix Queen and Huang You are so similar, they both have worries that cannot be concealed.  ¡­ ¡°Pan Lao, I¡¯m going to have to work hard for you this time.¡± There is a vast land with yellow sand all over the sky, strong winds, dead ends, and desolate places.  Zhang Fan's voice sounded so abrupt amid the devout singing of the heaven and earth.  ¡ª¡ªThe world of witch gods and ancient sacrifices!  The so-called ancient sacrificial origin is the place where ancient sacrificial rituals were held in witchcraft and Taoism.  In this place, generations of supreme witchcraft masters lead the witches to worship heaven and earth, sacrificing their thoughts of life in exchange for powerful power, ensuring the continuation of the race and Taoism.  From the shaman's point of view, this desolate and silent place is a holy land that cannot be desecrated.  Today, in this holy land of witchcraft, an outsider appeared - Zhang Fan!  Under the complicated gazes of countless shamans behind him, the conversation between Zhang Fan and King Pan continued.  "It's not hard work. This is for the survival of the Three Realms. The survival of our human race is not your business alone." After not seeing each other for a few days, King Pan's body became even more rickety, as if he had aged more and more in a short period of time.  Having said this, he straightened his back and said with full force: "We, the Wu Clan, are of the same lineage as the Human Clan after all, but the way is different." "Thank you very much, Lord Pan." Zhang Fan saluted seriously and glanced at Silence.  He looked at the ancient priests who were worshiping and worshiping sincerely, and then asked: "Pan Lao, what does the so-called witch master of the five demon gods refer to?" He didn't want to do this at all.  Asked, but feeling the strange looks in the wizards' eyes when they looked at him, he finally asked.  For no apparent reason, Zhang Fan felt that the so-called witch master seemed to be inseparably connected with the witchcraft holy weapon and his purpose.  "Witch Lord?" King Pan smiled faintly and said, "The so-called Witch Lord is also a Witch King. He is just the strongest person under the Witch God, the one closest to the Witch God." "Witch God?" Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows.  , he knew that this was just a concept of witchcraft. Since ancient times, no shaman had ever reached that level.  In the eyes of other practitioners, the witch god is just an illusion, a state that is simply unattainable. The peak of the witch path ends with the witch king.  "Does it really exist?" Zhang Fan turned his back and looked at the mist gradually rising on the ancient sacrificial site, as well as the witchcraft sacred weapon inserted on the high platform, and asked lightly.  " If this question is placed on other witches, it will undoubtedly be disrespectful to their witchcraft. I am afraid that they will immediately fall out and fight.  It's different with King Pan. He is a strong man who stands at the pinnacle of witchcraft. To a certain extent, he has reached a certain height and can look at these things calmly.  "Maybe!" King Pan seemed to smile bitterly, and as if he had some difficulties, in the end, there was only one or two ambiguous sentences: "Who knows?" The fog gradually thickened, and the ancient sacrificial temple seemed to have come to life. The wizard and Taoist saint who had been calm for a long time  The light on the vessel gradually became brighter, like a bright lamp, leading countless shamans to worship and attracting countless mist to gather.  "It's time." Panwang said with a complicated expression.  "It's time." Zhang Fan took a deep breath. The same words had other meanings for him. The strong fighting spirit rose up in his body as if it had substance.  "Demon Lord, the Gods of Gods!" "I'm coming!"  Time has meaning and meaning, it seems to exist but is elusive.  ¡°At certain times, a little time is the fulcrum that can turn the whole world around; at certain times, you can only watch it slipping through your fingers, unable to do anything.  At this time in the Immortal World, time is of great significance, as it is related to the critical survival of hundreds of millions of creatures and even the Immortal World itself.  In this critical time of life and death, everyone from immortals to demon kings, from powerful men to ordinary monks, are all fighting bloody battles. ????????????????????????????????????????????? TemplesThe power of blocking is pressing on the spirit world and everyone's hearts.  Originally, a few days ago, the spirit world would be unable to support itself.  Although the Central Wuji Tu Qilin withstood the pressure of the gods with its own strength, leaving a glimmer of hope for the spirit fairy world, the power emanating from the temple, the first ancient artifact, was enough to destroy all the gods in the spirit world.  erase.  Every day, countless lives are lost, large tracts of mountains and rivers are razed to the ground, and the entire spirit world is trembling and crying.  At the critical moment, the three demon kings, Qingqiu Fox King, Zhilang King, and Xuanwu King, returned, integrating the power of the demon clan in the spirit fairy world and resisting together with the human spirit immortals.  So, it lasted for another seven days.  Today, not only the spirit world cannot hold up, but also the strong men in the spirit world cannot hold it back. Even the Wuji Qilin in the center is at the end of its war effort.  Black lotuses representing destruction bloomed all over the fairy world, and the shadow that extinguished all light shrouded the world, creating an apocalyptic scene of destruction.  "Aren't you here yet?" "Donghuang, if you don't come before, everything will be too late." In unison, Qingqiu Fox King and other demon kings and immortals who represent the resistance of the spirit and fairy world, and the mysterious earth unicorn who are struggling to support, all come together  Looking up at the sky, hope and despair are intertwined.  With a loud sound that pierced through the heaven and earth, a touch of orange appeared in the eastern sky, breaking through the darkness and melting the black lotus!  Zhang Fan, here we are!
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