Chapter 1497 Soul Flying and Soul Scattering

1497

Fortunately, Ye Fan has experienced the sound transmission of spiritual consciousness more than once, and he was not too frightened, so he couldn't help but reply: "Who are you?"

The stele once again transmitted the voice: "I am the head of the Nine Heavens Emperor, the Juntian Emperor..."

"Emperor of the Nine Heavens? Emperor Juntian?" Ye Fan muttered, never heard of it. Does it mean that he is the emperor of one day in the legendary Nine Heavens?

"Could it be that you Nine Heavens Emperors are the nine elders who created the Reclusive Alliance?" Ye Fan guessed.

Emperor Juntian replied: "It's just... child, you have the blood of the Shenlong clan on your body... but are you the descendants of the Shenlong clan?"

Ye Fan was confused, and when he heard the question, he could only nod his head: "Yes..."

Emperor Juntian seemed to be filled with emotions, and he let out a long "ah", "Could it be that... we are really the Emperor of Nine Heavens, and we owe you Shenlong Clan so much... Is it because of today's evil fate..."

Ye Fan was puzzled for a while, "That... Emperor Juntian, right? I don't understand...

Didn't you say that you have to practice and get your spiritual imprint to pass the level and get out of the tower when you come here? What's the situation now? Why are you alone? "

"Hehe..." Jun Tian Dijun smiled bitterly, "Trial... will never happen again..."

Ye Fan was stunned, "What? What does this mean?"

"We Nine Heavens Emperor, now there is only one person left, and the primordial spirit has reached the state of exhaustion... How can I give you a trial?

If you come in at night for a hundred years... I'm afraid you won't even see the last trace of the lonely soul..." Emperor Juntian said bitterly.

Ye Fan was stunned for a while, feeling a terrible headache, touched his forehead, frowned and said: "No... I heard from you people from the Recluse Alliance that your Immortal Town Tower can ensure that your primordial spirit will not weaken... …

Why are you suddenly the only one left, and all the remnants? "

Emperor Juntian said: "That's right... If it is common sense, we can keep the Primordial Spirit immortal in the Immortal Town Pagoda...

Because we are all molded into the bodies of "fairy spirits", the primordial spirit is so strong that we have already become land gods, and we can completely leave the primordial spirit.

But the premise is that our primordial spirit needs to keep returning to this tombstone to absorb spiritual energy and keep stabilizing the primordial spirit.

Once you leave the tombstone, you can only move for a certain amount of time on each floor. If the tester can last until we can't hold on, he will naturally pass. "

Ye Fan suddenly realized that these nine heavenly emperors were all "fairy spirits" in the spirit-shaping realm, and they were already rare powerhouses in the spirit-shaping realm. No wonder they dared to call themselves emperors.

However, after all, they have not reached the realm of longevity, so these few people lost their physical bodies in the end.

"Then why don't you go back to the tombstone? Why is there only a remnant soul left in the primordial spirit?" Ye Fan asked strangely.

Emperor Juntian said with pain: "It's ridiculous to say, there is another situation that we never thought of...

That is...you will meet that Ye Wuya from your Shenlong clan more than two hundred years ago..."

Speaking of this, Emperor Juntian actually had a trace of fear! ?

Ye Fan was stunned, with a bad premonition in his heart, and asked, "Ye Wuya...what's wrong with him?"

"You really recognize Ye Wuya?" Jun Tiandi asked.

Ye Fan felt that there was no need to hide it. Anyway, the other party already knew that he was of the blood of the Shenlong clan, so he said: "In terms of blood, he is my grandfather...my name is Ye Fan..."

"What!?"

There was a hint of anger in the voice of Emperor Juntian, and he roared hysterically: "You are Ye Wuya's grandson!?!"

Ye Fan felt his head hurt, and said with a wry smile: "Emperor Juntian, what are you yelling for? I don't know, what did he do? I only met him twice, I don't know him at all..."

Emperor Juntian was silent for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "More than two hundred years ago...in the Zhenxian Pagoda, came the challenging Ye Wuya.

Ye Wuya's strength is unbelievable. He is completely different from the strong man that this world should have. Even the strong man who fought against heaven and man hundreds of thousands of years ago is nothing more than that...

Looking at the challengers of Zhenxian Pagoda since ancient times, even the Xuanyuan family needs to fight dozens of tricks with us before they can get the recognized spiritual imprint.

But this Ye Wuya, we Nine Heavens Emperor, can't sustain more than three moves against him!

We wanted to give him the spiritual imprint, but he dismissed it at all, saying that he can go out by himself without our approval!

In the end, his method turned out to be to beat us to death, forcibly capture our remnant soul, and use it as a spiritual imprint!

If it wasn't for the fact that the emperor was guarding the last floor, which was the closest to the tombstone, he would have put a wisp of remnant soul into the tombstone in time...

I'm afraid that like the other eight emperors, they didn't have time to return to their souls, and they completely disappeared..."

"..."

Hearing this, Ye Fan's face was expressionless, and his whole body froze. He had to be...shocked by Ye Wuya's strength again!

What kind of realm is this old monster! ?

Looking at it now, I am afraid that even if there are any immortals in the ancient fairy world, they are not enough for Ye Wuya to plug his teeth! ?

Could it be that, as Xiao Rou said, he has long since left the realm of Taiji, and is in a higher realm of Wutai! ?

But looking back, Ye Fan wanted to curse again: "Ye Wuya... old man, I am your ancestor..."

In the middle of speaking, Ye Fan found that scolding Ye Wuya's ancestors seemed to be bad for him... so he took it back, grabbed his hair, and walked back and forth in place.

"Damn it...he beat you to death!? Then how can I get the spirit mark!? How can I get out!?"

Ye Fan was about to cry, he had never seen such a pitiful grandfather, why is he so angry, can't he take a good mental imprint? Why do you have to kill people! ?

"Hahahaha..." Jun Tiandi Jun heard an incomparably complicated laugh, "I didn't expect... Ye Wuya's grandson would come in again...

What Ye Wuya did back then, he probably didn't expect that it would harm his own grandson... Haha... Reincarnation of cause and effect! "

Ye Fan sat down on the ground, and after the irritability passed, he was a little dejected, but he was not someone who bowed his head easily, and said: "Emperor Juntian, is there no other way, can you go out? Did you leave any back doors or something? "

"Hmph... boy, you should give up on this idea. If you want to blame it, blame your grandfather. Ye Wuya is cruel and inhuman... You are right here, with this emperor, and you can sleep forever... "Emperor Juntian sneered.

Ye Fan didn't expect the other party to tell him, no matter it's true or not, anyway, he must try it out and find a way.

Ye Fan will not give up until the last moment. He feels that he may not be as perverted and invincible as Ye Wuya, but at least he will keep working hard.

Finding that Emperor Juntian didn't talk to him anymore, Ye Fan thought about it, stood up, and planned to see what was written on the tombstone of Emperor Jiutian... Perhaps, he could find out from these ancient words. clue……