I am the ruthless king

The desert is solitary and straight, and the long river falls into the sun.

This is a large desert. A round sunset is close to the ridgeline of the desert, and the earth is darkened, revealing a layer of deep red; the waves of the desert supporting the sunset have solidified, like a sleeping sea. .

The climate in the desert area will change greatly in an instant, and the weather will be sunny and windy and sandy suddenly.

The endless desert is like a yellow sea, the sun shines on it, and ten thousand points of light shine.

Ye Fan was walking on this desert. He put away all his Taoism and turned into an ordinary person, like an ascetic monk, returning to his innocence.Train your body and will.

Just after the Yaochi Conference ended, Ye Fan met the blond woman who looked down on the saints of the ancient clan, and the white-clothed woman who was more mysterious than the blond woman.

The other party seemed to know him, but Ye Fan had no impression of him.

After that, Ye Fan was assassinated by the killer gods, the world and the region.

However, Ye Fan mastered the sacred art of killing in the heavenly court, and the other party's proud concealment method, in Ye Fan's view, the other party seemed to be walking in the light, but he was just here to die.

Now, Ye Fan has passed the test of killing San Qiluo, and obtained the Scepter of Killing God and the Book of Time in Shengya.

Became the master of the Heavenly Court of the Ancient Killer God Dynasty, and when the Heavenly Court was betrayed by the two Great Killer God Dynasty, it became a deadly enemy.

Ye Fan naturally wanted to exterminate them.

However, in this world, strength is paramount. In the face of true strength, everything is empty talk.

The three immortals cut their way.

Ye Fan is very close to this realm, but Ye Fan feels that there is an abyss of heaven in that seemingly incomparably close distance.

Ye Fan looked into the distance, and the continuous undulating sand dunes were really like waves in the sea.

The strong wind hits the desert, the sand particles are flying, and the sky is dark. This is simply a world of sand, where no one can stand.

The hot air in the desert can almost steam people.

The sand waves surged forward one by one, like an invisible giant hand, peeling off one layer of the desert, and another layer.

"The Three Immortals cut the way, how many arrogances have been stumped by this hurdle, and how many people have stopped here. Since then, the cultivation base has not been close, and the years have passed in vain." Ye Fan sighed slightly.

Now, what he can do is to accumulate, accumulate and develop, and constantly polish his Taoism and cultivation.

"It's been a while since I left Sky Village, it's time to go back."

Although he didn't find an opportunity to break through during this excursion to train his mind.

But Ye Fan still has some gains.

The quicksand under the feet is hot, as if it is about to turn into flame-red magma.

With Ye Fan's cultivation base released, the extreme environment in front of him couldn't affect him at all. Qi and blood flowed in his body, "rumbling", just like Menglei.

There are many whirlwinds in the desert, one by one, the yellow sand is rolled up high, like a big smoke rising from the flat ground, spinning and running on the desert.

Ye Fan's eyes froze for a moment, and he looked towards the distant sky.

There, a verdant oasis appeared, like an emerald inlaid on the edge of the desert.

Baked by the scorching sun, a horrible atmosphere rises from the desert, making it difficult for people to even breathe.

In an instant, this vast and boundless desert turned into a blue and clear sea.

The blue sea stretches as far as the eye can see, vast and vast, and people in it suddenly seem so insignificant.

Looking up, the lotus blossoms are like colorful flowing color spots, all of which constitute a beautiful picture.

This piece of sand dunes protruding from the ground, blending with the blue sky and the setting sun, looks like a dream and a picture.

But in an instant, the blue sea disappeared.

What came into view was a flat desert stretching all the way to the horizon, where sawtooth-shaped sand dunes stood up and down at the junction of the sky and the earth.

The relentless scorching sun spewed out onto the earth like a flame without any shelter, and the vast desert was baked like a steamer, and the heat was overwhelming.

The vast Gobi Desert is like a yellow sea, the sun shines on it, and thousands of lights shine.

In the hot and distorted sky, a figure appeared, walking slowly.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked, he knew that although the other party was far away from him, he was really observing him.

The Xuan Gong is working, Ye Fan dare not trust it, the other party is likely to be a monk above the Three Immortals Slashing Dao.

In Ye Fan's sea of ​​wheels, many visions emerged, such as splendid rivers and mountains, chaotic green lotus, yin and yang life and death diagram, immortal king's presence in the nine heavens, stars shining in the blue sky, golden sea of ​​bitterness...

This is the magic of the holy body, which is born to restrain the vision of the gods and kings.Truly invincible at the same level.

"Amitabha--"

The voice belonging to that figure echoed in Ye Fan's mind, and when he realized it, an old monk suddenly appeared in front of Ye Fan.

He was as thin as a stick, his clothes were torn, and his back was arched like a black bow that was about to break.The six ring scars reveal his identity. Although the old monk has a stooped figure, his eyes are extraordinarily bright.

Ye Fan felt a dangerous aura in his eyes.

The sudden appearance of the old monk made Ye Fan's heart sink. As the saying goes, those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come.Although the other party is not a member of the Assassin God Dynasty, because he did not feel the aura of the other party's cultivation of killing skills.

But after all, I have a lot of treasures in my body, so I will inevitably not covet it. Although Ye Fan's current strength is hard for anyone in the world to dare to provoke, but at this time, those who still have that kind of thought are probably old monsters among old monsters.

Ye Fan saw that the other party didn't answer his question, and he didn't continue to ask. He moved his footsteps and took a step back.

Ye Fan has never had a good impression of people in Buddhism, whether it is because of his firm belief in himself or other reasons...

Seeing Ye Fan's reaction, the old monk didn't explain, and he didn't make a move either. Originally, he didn't come here for the treasure on the opponent's body.

"The benefactor..." the old monk said, and then he put his hands together slowly. "Should I call you Saint Ye Fan, Lord of Heaven, or Emperor Zun."

When the voice came, Ye Fan's expression changed obviously, and the other party's words obviously contained a huge message.

He can understand the Lord of Heaven, but what about Emperor Zun?

Ye Fan thought again that he was in the bronze coffin pulled by Kowloon, and when he opened the small coffin inside, everyone saw different things, but he was the only one who saw himself.

Could it be that Emperor Zun was buried in that coffin?Then why he looks exactly the same as him.

Reincarnation?

I am the reincarnation of Emperor Zun, or I am the reincarnation of Emperor Zun.

This idea is too frightening, and it can be said to be a huge blow to Ye Fan who does not believe in reincarnation.

However, in the next second, Ye Fan denied this idea, he was himself, and he didn't believe in the so-called reincarnation.