Chapter 1469: The last level

With the advent of the great era, the heroes stood side by side, Ye Fan witnessed the rise of another generation, but not only the heroic pride under the waves, but also tears and blood and bones.
In the end, how many people can be left? No one said that this is a grand and glorious road, and this is also a lonely and sad road.
The splendid glory of the heroes, the independence of one person, the countless solitude of the corpses at the feet.
The kings are standing together, and the world is proud. This is destined to produce the most splendid collision, which will emit a glory that shines through the ages, and will always be engraved in the history of the monk.
This day is not far away. It has shook into the hearts of the monks and spread to the ancient roads. I have clearly heard the desolate and atmospheric horn ringing, calling the strongest of all races!
The starry sky has no starting point, no ending point, no time, no epoch. Several people throughout the ages can tell. Ye Fan, they were on the road, and it was twenty years in a flash.
On this way, they advanced layer by layer, gradually moving forward to the last level of the human race.
There are a total of 108 levels, but the road ahead is broken, you need to build it yourself, or even open a five-color altar to find the next star of life.
Obviously, this is also a test for the tester.
There are endless years in the Star Road, and many areas have already collapsed. There are 108 levels in name. In fact, except for the early dozens of levels and the special male levels such as 64, 72, and 81, most of the latter All are desolate and broken.
Ye Fan and they asked for their way. They went all the way and did not jump forward. Instead, they followed the instructions step by step. Because the next road did not know the next level, there was no way to determine the final destination.
The ancient road was ruined, and afterwards, we could not see human beings, we could not see life, and we entered the vast and dead realm of dead stars, and could not perceive anything.
This is a way to ask the heart, let the latecomers continue to break the road, repair the original human altar, and let the ancient road unimpeded. There is great trouble here.
Some places of silence are vast seas of white bones, and five-colored altars are erected on it. As for the city, the city has long been ruined. It turned into rubble and hung in the cold universe.
And this is just a corner, the desolate corner they saw on their way.
Years have fallen, and too much has been wiped out. Those glory and those old memories are scattered with the wind. Today only history dust remains.
Perhaps it will no longer exist when the next reincarnation and the ancient road open again.
Asking Xinlu, seeking immortal Dao, Ye Fan, they did not travel very fast on this road, looking for monuments, repairing broken circuits, and enlightening their own laws and Dao.
This is a process of ascetic practice, and it is also an experience that asks for thoughts, and really points directly to the heart. Ask yourself all over, how to go on, and throw away all your thoughts.
This walk is twenty years. For everyone, this is a tempering of the mind, is an alternative form of monasticism, not fighting against others, only fighting against your own heart.
They have experienced too much, especially Ye Fan, who has participated in the Fa, enlightened the Dao, and fought battles over the heroes. It is a kind of precipitation, but also a kind of sublimation.
After fighting all the enemies and watching the world law, he needs some silence. It is like experiencing the prosperity of the prosperous age and feeling tired, hoping to step into the countryside. Looking back at me.
On the road, twenty years!
The pedestrian walked quietly, waking up silently, fading away from the prosperity, returning to the rustic, simple and simple, plain and simple.
Twenty years later, approaching the last level of the ancient human race road, gradually seeing creatures, during which several battles took place, all confronting tyrannical creatures in the universe.
A group of tigers that have been silent for two decades have started, like a flood of water, shaking the starry sky at the first shot, announcing to the world that they are back.
The news spread and caused a sensation at the last level of the Terran. When it reached here, the group of heroes paid attention, and there was a lot of discussion.
The holy communion is finally here, and people have been waiting for many years. He is not the first one to reach the ancient road of this life, but it is definitely the most eye-catching.
There is a stairway in the starry sky, paved with bluestone slabs, straight ahead, it looks very different and mysterious under this shining galaxy.
This is in the universe, but there is such a simple bluestone road, weird that can not be said, but it makes people dare not underestimate, walking on it, there is a pilgrimage state of mind.
Unconsciously, the Qingshi ancient road sounded bursts of sings, deafening, like the scriptures self-sounding, like the ancient preaching, divine initiation, let people wake up.
Right in front of it, the stars glow like water, splendid and bright, and accompanied by mysterious and hazy clouds, it seems to have come to a fairy city.
"Here, is this the last city of the human race, what will happen when you enter this place?" Pang Bo is strong and tall, like a half-bronze iron tower.
"It's the last level, won't you encounter anything wrong?" Ji Ziyue's big eyes are very aura, looking forward.
In the battle on the other side, they covered up very well, and did not reveal their identity when they urged the green bronze tripod. When the bullying pattern was broken, the fairy air dropped by the fighting stick of the Holy Prince cut off the outside world.
After so many years, I have not heard anyone talk about it. It seems that the war has nothing to do with them, but there is nothing absolute in the world. Furthermore, Emperor Tian, ​​Jiuyan Bichan, and Da Mo Shen have seen signs. They need to be guarded, but they have no fear.
Today, Ye Fan has reached this level and is in control of the broken green bronze tripod, afraid that people will not kill him? Even if the strongest man came, he wouldn't suffer a big loss.
At worst, it can be gone.
The immortal gas is translucent, the galaxy is vast, and the whole ancient city is majestic and magnificent. It is far better than any one seen before, and it is the last hurdle.
It looks like it's made of black metal with a shimmering cold luster, and a dark red halo emerges vaguely, like blood. According to legend, this was the holy blood shed by ancient wars and the deaths of the strong men of all dynasties, and even the blood of quasi-imperials.
Of course, it has already dried up, and the essence has been exhausted, otherwise the city will inevitably be murderous and inaccessible.
The huge gate tower is hundreds of feet high, and even ancient giants can pass through, magnificent and majestic, revealing a shocking sense of oppression.
This is a pair of gates made by mixing various irons with Xinghe God Sand, which is different from the color of the city and has a fantastic and brilliant flow, which is shocking. Because this is the most precious material for the sages to train soldiers, but now it has become the material for casting the gate, which shows the rarity of the last city.
Qingshi Road has been spreading from the starry sky all the way to the city gate, Ye Fan and they have not encountered a block. No one censored, who came here to dare to wild?
The last level of the human race, unless encountering the dark end-game. Otherwise, it will not be threatened anyway, because this huge city is rumored to be a treasure in itself!
Not to mention the general monk, that is, the great sage enters. Once the city gate is closed and the sky is closed, it is difficult to escape, like being trapped in a cage.
Inside the city. People flowed, rubbing their shoulders, and at the moment Ye Fan entered them, the whole street was quiet, and I didn't know how many eyes looked together.
After counting interest, it was noisy.
"Is this group of people, the one among them is the Eucharist?"
Their entry into the city aroused people's attention, and countless lights came in focus. There was a lot of talk.
This is the prestige that came out. Ye Fan has not yet reached the final level, and has already fought against the Tianjiao of other ancient roads. It was a big sensation to kill the strongest of dozens of ancient roads and kill no one to dare to honor.
There are old old men, middle-aged strong men, and young girls, standing on the road, watching and talking softly. This pedestrian is now definitely the most eye-catching focus of the ancient human road.
"It seems that they will participate in the battle on behalf of the ancient road of our human race. Competing for the first of the starry sky."
"Where are the king of man, the fairy of green poem, the king of king, the emperor of heaven, and the great demon god, will they still appear?"
"I don't know if this human race will continue to be brilliant."
Long Maxiong was very angry, looking around, and four hooves fell on the bluestone floor, wandering out a string of Mars. Shenjun mighty.
As a result, Gu Jinpeng did not give a face, turned into a foot, and fell directly on its back. The eagle looked at the wolf, and a pair of golden eyes shot a ray of electric awn.
Ryoma was furious, and the two wanted to come to a disagreement. They almost killed each other and were dissuaded by Ye Fan.
Last time, it was very peculiar. Ye Fan realized Taoist Emperor's fist, deeply infected with the gold-winged Dapeng King, and let him fall into an indescribable Tao. The Ten Saints are second only to Dragon Horse.
"Haha ... Brother Ye has finally reached the last level. I have heard of Daming for a long time. I am lucky to see you today." In front, the three men laughed heartily and walked towards this side.
Ji Ziyue's vigorous big eyes turned astoundingly, and they were surprised by these people. They were all very powerful, obviously not ordinary.
"We are the three heroes of Kunlun." The people who came from the newspaper door were all dressed in white clothes and looked dignified.
Pang Bo was taken aback. Kunlun had a special meaning for them and whispered to Ye Fan: "What has you heard before?"
Ye Fan shook his head and walked forward, saying, "I have seen several Xiongtai."
"I'm from Kunlunxing, I know that the foundation is shallow, and I have no intention of emperor's road. I traveled here all the way to see the strongest person in the world."
Stretching his hands without making faces laugh, not to mention the sincerity of several people, Ye Fan and others returned with courtesy and entered the city side by side with them.
In the universe, there are very few real ancient stars of life, and most of them are small worlds in the celestial domain. They learned that they came from a place called Kunlun Star, and Ye Fan was very careful and careful.
"Presumably this is Brother Ye, Brother Ji and Brother Pang." Not long ago, some people stepped forward. This is a medium-sized Taoist who looks young and ordinary, but calm and calm.
Beside, someone was surprised and said, "This is the Taoist priest of Tiangang, but he was defeated by the hand of the overlord, and even reached the last level."
"The poor Dao has no other intention, just want to go forward with Brother Ye, witness a prosperous world, write down a glorious battle in the future." Tian Gang Taoist said.
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"Don't dare, Dao Chang killed me." Ye Fan said.
"I have foreseen the arrival of a battle of gods, and I have felt a sad ending." Tiangang Taoist said seriously.
They walked alone, and many people on the road watched, noisy, and there was a lot of discussion.
In this passing city, many people stepped forward and were very enthusiastic. They invited Ye Fan to talk and feast them. In the end, the team grew many times.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's expression changed drastically. When he came to the depths of the city, he saw a portrait on a high wall.
It was a little girl, carved in jade and adorned with a pair of claw braids. She was pretty and cute, but her eyes were full of tears and she was so weeping that she looked a little pitiful.
"Little 囡囡!" Ye Fan exclaimed in silence. He had never been as gazed as he is now. After so many years, he did not expect to see the poor little the holy wall at the last level of the human race. To be continued