Chapter 682

At the end of the day, there were only 10000 years left for his endless longevity, which was the result of the joint operation of all kinds of mysterious skills in his body. The 365 orifices and acupoints in his body glowed together and emitted wisps of life essence, which enabled him to maintain such a long longevity.

There is an extraordinary power in the immortal inscriptions recorded on the Zhongtian stele of the eternal world. There are 365 main acupoints and innumerable hidden acupoints in his body, which hide endless life essence. This is the reason why his whole body Shouyuan can be preserved for tens of thousands of years. Those acupoints are fused with endless life essence, Even the laws of heaven and earth can not be forcibly deprived.

Ye Tianchang takes a breath and knows where the spirit has come. This is the abyss. The boundless friars fight together to prove the world of the spirit as emperor.

No matter how arrogant you are, your accomplishments are unparalleled. After ten thousand years, you will eventually turn into nothingness. There is something missing in the heaven and the earth, and there is no material for longevity. You are used to the endless world of longevity like the world of longevity and abyss. Suddenly, there are only ten thousand years left in the world of longevity. Suddenly, a kind of pressure rises in his heart.

The life and death movement in the body, he can grasp any wisp of subtle energy in the body, in this world, he can feel the passing of his own life at any time.

This kind of unique feeling makes him almost crazy, feeling that life is leaving bit by bit, which is really a great torture.

Although he still has a long time to go, it's a bad feeling.

Death is like the sword of Damocles in legend, which is always hanging on the top of the head, making people like falling into an ice cave.

"Hoo

Ye Tianchang takes a breath, reluctantly calms his mood down, but inevitably there is a trace of anxiety in his heart.

His present situation is like a immortal falling from the top to a mortal. Although the boundless power in his body has not changed, the passing of his life still makes people feel terrible.

Xuangong has been working for half a moment. Ye Tiancai really makes his mind calm. Although there are still waves in his heart, he has at least accepted the result of Shouyuan's disappearance.

He looked at the surrounding environment quietly. The huge heavenly palace floating in the void did not surprise him, but let him confirm his region. This is the holy city and the most central part of the northern region.

In front of him was a stone square. Countless voices came from it. Monks were talking everywhere. Countless monks gathered here to watch. It seemed that there was a grand event.

As soon as ye Tian's immortal thoughts are explored, he feels familiar. Countless information flows into his mind. He knows what's going on here.

He can't help but smile and stride into the stone square of the holy land.

"Nangongqi, the great master of Yuanshu, is really worthy of his reputation. He has cut out a Xianyuan, and even an abyssal Terran. Although the origin of the ancient style is mysterious and the height of Yuanshu is unpredictable, he does not know who inherited it from, but he is still lacking in it after all. He is expected to lose."

An old man with black hair sighs. His face is full of marks carved by years. Crisscross wrinkles are like gullies of the earth. The wrinkled skin shows the vicissitudes of his years. I don't know how many years he has lived. Now he is shaking his head and sighing.

Ye Tian crossed several old men outside. In fact, there was no gap, but he had a soft power to separate the friars in front of him and make way for him.

"You

"Eh!"

The monks who were pushed away by Ye Tian's power were decadent and old. They had little life. At the same time, the long years made them all become human spirits. When they found that they were pushed away by a young monk, and they were pushed away only by their own soft power, they were very surprised.

Looking at Ye Tian, he went directly to the center of the crowd.

"Is this the descendant of a top holy land?"

"I don't think so. At present, the cultivation of the heirs of the holy land is not so powerful. It's still very amazing, but there is still a long way to go. This may be an old monster who has made a breakthrough in cultivation and rejuvenated."

"How can the duel between Gufeng and nangongqi attract such existence? He is not short of Shouyuan and should not compete with us. "

A group of old people are preaching with immortal thoughts, but they are completely heard by Ye Tian. He doesn't think much of it. At present, heaven and earth haven't really begun to recover. The most old monsters here are in the realm of Sendai, which may be regarded as advanced cultivation among the major aristocratic families, but they are not vulnerable to Ye Tian.

In the center of rock square, everyone is attracted by an immortal source in the center.

I don't know how far-reaching it is. It's like the casting of stars all over the sky, and it's like the bright moon over nine days, gathering its bright moonlight together. The light is soft and hazy, which makes people feel mysterious and mysterious.However, the most attractive one is not Xianyuan, but a fairy among Xianyuan.

Even the old friars in the stone garden marveled at the fairy's appearance and gave birth to desire at this moment.

The beautiful face seems to gather all the beauty between heaven and earth. The purple hair is smooth and bright, which makes the fairy more exotic.

But it's a pity that the woman with this peerless face has died and was pierced by a peerless spear in her heart.

The top abyssal Terran was killed, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

His age is only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was sealed in a unique fairy source, like falling into a deep sleep. His beautiful body is carved from the best tallow black jade, beautiful as a fairy tale.

The unique ancient spear that runs through the abyssal sky tribe exudes boundless murderous spirit. Even people like Ye Tian are shocked by it.

"Wu Wu!"

A golden light suddenly appeared on the Xianyuan. It was a golden silkworm. Now it was crying, very sad.

In the middle of the field, an old man and two young people stand opposite each other.

At a glance, we can see that the old man's Yuanshu cultivation should have reached the level of Yuanshu master. It should be nangongqi, the master of Yuanshu.

Opposite nangongqi is a young man with an ordinary face. However, ye Tian's immortal eyes can clearly see that the young man is Ye Fan who used secret methods to cover up his own face.

At the moment, Ye Fan's cultivation is still in the quadrupole realm, and the golden sea of bitterness is surging in his body. He gambles on stones here in order to collect enough source stones to break through to the realm of dragon.

After all, if the holy body wants to break through to the next level, it needs a huge amount of energy, and even the holy land is hard to bear.

"Hoo, calm down. Hold on