The broken star road, the ruined eighty-one city.

Here, once known as the first line of defense of all races, is now almost in ruins, with broken walls and ruins available at any time.

The broken bricks and tiles are stained with blood and exudes a sad atmosphere, as if telling people the tragic situation of that year.

Ye Fan walked into the city, and the feeling became even stronger. The entire starry ancient city was almost destroyed.

The air is sad, the streets are bleak, and there is no vitality and prosperity of the past.

There are a few people living in the city and are working hard to build, hoping to restore the prosperity of the past.

These people are all indigenous people of this ancient city. I don’t know how many generations I have lived in this starry sky ancient city, but I have already developed feelings for this ancient city.

Old people are passionate, and they are hard to leave their hometown. Ye Fan understands these mentalities.

He secretly vowed that after he found the ox but did not plow, he would help these people rebuild their homes.

According to the induction, Ye Fan walked towards the city gate along the broken streets.

"Stop, what are you doing?"

Ye Fan came to the city gate and was stopped by a monk guarding the city, preventing him from moving forward.

"Get out of the city, what's wrong?"

Ye Fan did not reveal his identity and said with a kind look.

"You're from outside, are you?"

The monk guarding the city said, "Do you know that after leaving this gate, it is the road to death. There is no return. I advise you not to be curious."

"Thank you!"

Ye Fan thanked the monks guarding the city. He respected these people very much. Although their cultivation may not be high, they shouldered important responsibilities and were the mainstay of all races.

"You're welcome, this is my duty!" said the monk guarding the city.

Then, he saw that Ye Fan did not stop and still walked straight out of the city.

"you……"

It was too late for the monk guarding the city to stop him, so he could only watch Ye Fan disappear on the road to death.

"Why is that back... so familiar?"

Looking at Ye Fan's disappearing back, the monk guarding the city said in confusion.

After a moment, his whole body was shocked, and an incredible light shot out in his eyes. He thought of someone, a giant he could only look up to.

"Is it him?" the monk guarding the city said to himself.

"Who did you say?"

Suddenly, a person appeared behind him and asked in confusion.

This is the monk who came to replace him. He could not be the only one who defended the city, and three of them were in shifts.

"You fucked me to death!"

The monk guarding the city slapped the person who came to take over him in dissatisfaction, and then said excitedly: "Guess who I saw just now?"

"How did I know who you saw? You didn't say it." The monk who came to replace him said angrily.

"I saw Emperor Ye Tian!" said the monk guarding the city with a proud look on his face.

"Just brag, why did Emperor Ye Tian come here? Do you inspect?" The monk who came to take over him said contemptuously.

"Don't believe it, I didn't recognize him at first, and I didn't react until he entered the path of death."

The monk guarding the city was anxious and finally had something to show off, but unfortunately he didn't believe it, which hurt him very much.

"What you said is true?"

"I swear, it's more true than the true scriptures!"

Soon, the news of Emperor Ye Tian coming to inspect the eighty-one cities spread throughout the ruined ancient city, and everyone was very angry.

However, some people are also worried about Ye Fan, because no one who embarked on the road of death can come back alive. Although he is known as the Emperor of Heaven, he has not yet attained enlightenment!

Ye Fan did encounter some trouble on the road to death.

He discovered that the so-called path to death is actually composed of countless folding spaces linked, full of rules.

If an ordinary monk enters, he will fall into the folding space without realizing it, and be strangled by the power of rules, and he will not be able to retreat even if he wants to.

However, this is not a problem for Ye Fan. Ye Fan's body has long surpassed the quasi-emperor and is comparable to an imperial weapon. The power of the rules cannot do anything to him.

The power of rules is like a rainbow, shining with brilliant light, but for ordinary monks, this light is deadly.

Ye Fan cracked it casually, following the breath coming from the ox that did not plow, and he continued to deepen. Many of the power of the rules were cut off by him, which was equivalent to cleaning up a safe passage.

Taking one step, Ye Fan's scenery changed again and came to another folding space. The space was full of bizarre and filled with the power of various rules, like a plate of grinding the world, erasing all living beings who dare to approach.

Soon, Ye Fan came to the center of this folding space and suddenly felt the breath of the origin of the world, and the breath of the cow not plowing became stronger.

"This is……"

Walking tens of thousands of miles, Ye Fan suddenly discovered that in the starry sky ahead, there were a pair of ancient gates.

The door is closed, full of vicissitudes of time, and the bronze door is covered with copper rust.

Ye Fan was excited and walked forward quickly, and suddenly realized that the pair of bronze doors were very not simple, with Taoist carriers engraved, including bells, tripods, Yin and Yang diagrams, and gourds.

In addition, the gate contains almost all living beings, including real dragons, immortal phoenixes, Kunpengs, and ancient ancestors.

Through this bronze door, Ye Fan seemed to hear the sound of sacrifices from ancient ancestors, the roar of the real dragon and the sirens of the immortal phoenix.

He has achieved enlightenment in other ways, but he still has the urge to worship this pair of bronze doors.

Fortunately, he held back and stood in front of the bronze door, focusing on it.

"Buzz!"

The bronze door vibrated, and the two doors were clearly black and white, emitting the original breath.

On the door, Ye Fan saw the Emperor's Blood, and there were more than one person. Some of them didn't know how long it had existed, but they still made a sharp sword sound, which could kill the quasi-emperor at the peak of the Nine Heavens.

One yin and one yang, one death and one life, one creation and one destruction.

Ye Fan discovered that the origin of the world and the origin of darkness were attached to two bronze doors at the same time, shining with light, opposite each other and harmoniously unified.

On the white bronze door, a drop of essence and blood was bright and dazzling, emitting a faint fluctuation, which was the essence and blood of the cows that did not plow.

“Where is this place?”

Ye Fan was shocked. The two bronze doors actually absorbed the source of darkness and the origin of the world at the same time, and were stained with so much imperial blood, which was simply terrifying.

No matter what, he had to approach the bronze door, take away the essence and blood of the ox without plowing, and find a way to resurrect him.

Ye Fan had sensed that a drop of essence and blood left by the ox without plowing is a faint divine thought, which can be reborn.

"boom!"

Ye Fan took a step, and the place suddenly became boiling. The terrifying laws of heaven and earth were like a sword, slashing towards him to stop him from getting closer.

At this moment, Ye Fan showed his strong strength, covered with chaotic holy light, and slashed it with a random slash, and wiped out a large piece of laws.

"Sharp!"

Some laws of heaven and earth were slashed on him, as if they were slashed on immortal gold and imperial weapons, without even a trace left.

In a blink of an eye, Ye Fan was less than a hundred feet away from the bronze door. At this time, looking at the bronze door felt even more majestic, as if it was reaching the sky and the earth.

"Chew!"

A flash of fairy light, a true dragon appeared from the bronze door, and roared and rushed directly at him.

Ye Fan became cautious in an instant, and formed seals with both hands, evolved into a treasure sword of heavenly soldiers, and slashed out with one knife, even the sky could be cut off.

"puff!"

The arrogant real dragon was cut in half by Ye Fan with his teeth and claws.

You read that right, it was two halves, not two segments. Ye Fan split the real dragon from beginning to end with a knife.

The blood rain was flying, and it was extremely real, as if Ye Fan had just slashed a real dragon, and he could even smell the pungent smell of blood.

"Buzz!"

The fairy light flashed again, and a fairy phoenix rushed down from the bronze door and slaughtered Ye Fan, swearing to stop him from approaching.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan couldn't help but be too big. Two bronze doors contain all things in the universe, even sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish and insects. If you do it one by one, you won't be able to kill them all in a few years.

Moreover, what made him afraid of was not the engravings of all spirits on the bronze door, but the imperial blood everywhere.

What he feared most was that if the emperor's blood manifested and came out of an ancient emperor, the fun would be great.

When he was overcoming the tribulation, he killed the great emperor and the ancient emperor of the same realm more than once.

However, after all, it was only in the heavenly tribulation, and its combat power was transformed by lightning, and its combat power was in the same realm as him.

But now, there is real emperor blood here, and a drop of essence blood can be reborn. If an emperor at his peak is really coming, even if he can defeat him, he will definitely pay a considerable price.

The most terrible thing is that it would be fine if another emperor came, but he sensed the breath of the Nine Heavens Xuan Emperor and the Emperor Killing Qianyu, the Emperor Fuxi from these emperors' blood.
To be continued...