The Steward Demonic Emperor Chapter 242: Ancient holy beast, soaring unicorn

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Puff!

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan, who was laughing, suddenly raised his pupils and shook his body. Under the explosion of the purple thunder, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

As soon as the blood hit the ground, it exploded with a touch, exploding a dark trace on the yellow ground.

When Gu Santong saw him, he was shocked and hurriedly said: "Foster father, how are you doing?"

"It's okay, it's just this purple thunder...really amazing!" Zhuo Fan wiped the bright red from the corner of his mouth, and took a long breath of weakness, his eyes flashed with deep solemnity.

This purple thunder is much more powerful than he imagined, and his Heavenly Demon Great Transformation Art can't be completely refined at all. At this moment, the purple thunder was moving inside his body, destroying his entire body.

However, he couldn't help it. This is like chronic poison. You know it is raging in your body, and it will kill you in the long run, but you are helpless!

Looking at the boundless yellow sand, Zhuo Fan took a deep breath and stood up forcibly. A firm color flashed on his face: "Tee, you accompany me to see the surrounding environment. What's strange!"

He understands in his heart that this purple thunder is one of the divine powers of the Emperor of Heaven, and the person who needs to tie the bell to untie the bell! He couldn't get rid of the purple thunder in this body, so he had to find a way to find the remains of the Emperor of Heaven, maybe there was some healing method there.

Gu Santong nodded very obediently, and helped Zhuo Fan up and said, "Uh, foster father, you can call me the third son. That's what the old father called me before, and the others are familiar with me. People call me that too!"

Zhuo Fan nodded slightly, grinned at the corners of his dry mouth, and said cheerfully: "Okay, little third son, you are exploring the way ahead!"

"Yes!"

The ancient tee clasped his fists and jumped to the front. It seems that he has recognized Zhuo Fan as a foster father, and feels that he is accompanied by his relatives. Gu Santong is much more courageous, even with the constant rumbling above his head.

Knowing that Zhuo Fan is following, he is no longer so timid!

But after walking for more than three hours, the two of them still wandered in the vast yellow sand, with no end in sight. Zhuo Fan slowly stopped, frowning deeply.

Gu Santong felt the movement behind him, stopped, and looked at him with a puzzled look: "Foster father, what's wrong with you?"

"Little third son, do you think we are spinning in place?" Zhuo Fan looked around, the doubts in his eyes became deeper and deeper, and his expression became more and more serious: "No, this is a fantasy formation!"

The pupils of Gu Santong's eyes condensed, and he hurriedly came to Zhuo Fan, and said in surprise: "What, fantasy formation?"

"Why am I trapped in the illusion again..." Gu Santong pouted, as if he had had a similar experience before, but there was no timidity in his eyes. Instead, he smiled and said: "It's okay, foster father , Isn’t it just a mere magical array, watch me smash it with one punch!"

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Santong raised his immature little fist and slammed it in one direction!

Om!

But I saw a wave that seemed to be real, but the next moment, it was not the same as before, causing a spatial shock, a radius of a hundred miles, and was razed to the ground. Instead, it disappeared after a brief shock.

The ancient three links couldn't help but lose their color: "How is it possible?"

In his past undefeated record, this is something that has never happened before.

Zhuo Fan shook his head with a smile, as if he had already guessed the result.

This is not a formation laid by ordinary people, but by the Heavenly Emperor, one of the three strongest ancient emperors. If it was so easy to be cracked by a little monster with brute force, then he wouldn't have to do it.

Is there any relics of the emperor I am looking for, and I will directly worship this little monster as a teacher!

"Little third son, don't waste your effort, come here first!" Seeing that Gu Santong was still punching around, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but shook his head with a smile, beckoned him to his side, and said solemnly: "Little San Son, tell me the truth, haven't you been here before?"

The ancient three links were taken aback, and shook his head in confusion.

Zhuo Fan frowned slightly, feeling strange: "Then why are you afraid of this purple thunder, haven't you seen it before?"

"No!" Gu Santong thought for a while, shook his head again, and decided: "I just saw it this time, but it's strange. I seem to be naturally afraid of this stuff. When I hear this thunder I just tremble all over. It’s not like the usual thunder and lightning, I just hate it, but I’m not afraid!"

As soon as this statement came out, Zhuo Fan became even more strange. According to his guess, this kid should have something to do with Luo Lei Gorge, but now...

Can't help touching his nose, Zhuo Fan thought for a long time, and murmured: "Impossible, no one is naturally afraid of something, can it be said that this is the memory of the ancestors?"

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan hurriedly said: "Little third son, you are so powerful, who is your master?"

"I don't have a master!"

"Then how did you cultivate to the Sky Profound Realm three hundred years ago?"

"Hmm..." Gu Santong shook his head and his face was confused: "I don't know, anyway, as far as I can remember, it is in the Profound Sky Realm. I don't have any family or friends. I only have to find medicinal materials to eat. !"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan was even more shocked. An impossible guess appeared in his mind.

Could this kid... not a human at all?

Zhuo Fan couldn't help licking his shriveled lips, and was startled by his thought.

Generally speaking, human beings grow from weak to strong through cultivation. But some species are naturally powerful enough, like spirit beasts. And what can be transformed into a human form is above it...

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan didn't dare to think about it anymore. If that was the case, this land of ants that was despised by all the masters of the sanctuary, the mortal rank, didn't it hide a truly terrifying existence?

When I think of the mysterious master of the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, Zhuo Fan's conjecture becomes more certain!

"Foster father," Suddenly, Gu Santong's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of an idea, and smiled: "Use my nose. I used to fall into the illusion. Everything is fake, but only mine The nose will not deceive me. I will use my nose to find a way for us!"

Zuo Fan smiled and shook his head, noncommittal.

Before, you could break the formation with your nose because there are various smells outside the formation to guide you! But here, there is sand except sand everywhere. Where can I get out by the nose?

If there is such a big flaw in this formation, wouldn't the emperor be like a fool that day, locked the door and left the key for others?

However, before he sneered, the ancient tee shrugged his nose and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, foster father, I smell a familiar smell, come with me! "

What!

Zuo Fan stared at him dumbfounded, his face was unbelievable, but he was dragged forward by the child.

But he didn't take a few steps, but stopped suddenly, shrugged his nose again, and pointed his head down to the underground passage: "Yes, this is the exit!"

Hearing this, Zhuo Fan looked up, but saw that there was just a piece of soil less than three inches high, which could be kicked away with one kick. Is this the eye through the phantom array?

But before he continues to think about it, the ancient tee is already pulling his palm, leaning forward and falling down!

Huh!

The scene in front of them changed instantaneously. They were leaning down, but suddenly they walked out straight. And the scene in front of you has changed a lot!

It turns out that this place is so small, only one mile in radius, and the sky is still shady, but there is no yellow sand on the ground, but crimson soil.

Zhuo Fan picked up some and smelled it, all exuding blood. Looking back at the road ahead, they turned out to have been spinning around a hundred meters in radius.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, there are ancient three links with him this time. Otherwise, even if he enters here, it is estimated that he will be consumed in that illusion!

But at this moment, a sob suddenly reached his ears.

Can't help but startled, Zhuo Fan looked back, but saw that the ancient tee was leaning against a big red cylinder, weeping constantly, there were already two tears on his face, which looked extremely pitful.

"Uh, little third son, what's the matter with you?" Zhuo Fan raised his brows and asked in confusion.

Shaking his head, Gu Santong cried while hesitating: "I don't know, you see, I just smelled it, but as soon as I approach it, I can't help but feel sad! "

Can't help but froze for a while, Zhuo Fan only then carefully looked at the big red pillar.

But I don't know, I was surprised at first glance.

The pillar is hundreds of feet high, towering into the clouds like a hill, and directly leading to the sky, even piercing the black sky! The frenzied purple thunder kept slicing on the huge pillar, emitting a burst of burnt smell, but it was still hard to shake it.

When Zhuo Fan saw it, he couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly. Thinking about what this big red pillar is, it can withstand the mad slash of so many purple thunders. You know, among them, there is the strongest Twelve Heavenly Purple Thunder!

Such destructive power has not fallen, which shows that this huge pillar is indeed extraordinary.

At the same time, Zhuo Fan also laughed secretly, is the Emperor really stupid? With such a big smell on the giant pillar, the sensitive nose can naturally find a way out...Hey, wait...

Suddenly, Zhuo Fan seemed to realize something, and he looked at the giant column carefully again, and took a few deep breaths, but the shock in his eyes became deeper and deeper!

This smell, rich in aura and mixed with wildness, belongs to a spirit beast... Oh no, yes, a holy beast!

Zhuo Fan couldn't help taking a breath, shocking inexplicably in his heart.

Could it be said that this huge pillar is not some natural mineral, the crystallization of the earth, but the hands and feet of a holy beast?

Thinking of this, Zhuo Fan hurriedly recalled carefully, flipping through the records in the Jiuyou Secret Record in his mind.

"In the ancient times, the five sacred beasts stood side by side in the world, and no one was invincible. Even the emperor-level masters did not dare to lightly test their edge. Only the strongest three emperors can compare with them. They are..."

"One of the five ancient sacred beasts, soaring Qilin!" Zhuo Fan suddenly opened his eyes and yelled, completely stunned.

He would never have imagined that one of the five sacred beasts with the same fame as the ten ancient emperors, a soaring unicorn would appear here. And from the look of it, it was clearly dead, with only one soaring unicorn on its feet, still standing between the sky and the earth!

The one who killed it, it goes without saying that he is the master of the Twelve Heavens Purple Thunder and Golden Eyes, the Emperor of Heaven is undoubtedly!

Could it be said that this is not a relic of the emperor, but the slaughterhouse of the emperor...