Chapter 1690

Fallen gods!

Ye Fantian's heart was slightly chilly.

There are many legends about this God. Even in this ancient history, there has been a trace of records. It is said that the other party is the darling of heaven. He is born with the power of glory and can control the power of light, release endless glory and purify the rotten world.

Light and darkness are always intertwined like twin brothers. Although light seems to be stronger than darkness, there is no comparability between them, which is like the relationship between day and night.

The same is true of the gods. It is said that in the last years of ancient times, after the terrible hundred clan war, countless gods had a dark side in their hearts, and then terrible changes took place.

The gods born with snow-white bright wings began to change after being tortured by the inner devil, and one wing was as dark as ink.

Formed the wings of corruption.

After absorbing the strength of this black feather, the rotten tree fell into sleeping silence again.

This feather is as black as ink, like black lake water and black crystal stone. There is a strange smell in the faint light.

Even if he lost his original fluctuation and power, the essential breath still surprised Ye Fantian secretly.

This feather, shaped like a knife, is extremely sharp. It is even sharper and stronger than those so-called generals and monarchs.

"It's just a feather, but it has such a terrible posture. How terrible is this fallen fallen fallen god?" Ye Fantian thought in surprise.

With the accelerated pace of the two, and the surrounding forces have already begun to dissipate a lot, so the speed of the two is not slow.

Dark, sacred, boundless, vast

With the progress of the two, such a breath began to fill down immediately, as if the spring between heaven and earth began to surge, hang down and turn into a divine waterfall, covering the sky and the earth.

Ye Fantian and Mo Wenqing were unmoved and accelerated their pace.

"Boom..."

When the real appeared at the destination, ye Fantian and Mo Wenqing's faces were numb.

This is not unable to be shocked, nor is it like peace of mind, but has reached the extreme level of shock.

A huge figure appeared in front of them.

The figure hung in the void and occupied the sky. Its huge body was more than ten meters high, as if it were a holy mecha.

The body was locked by the huge chain, and countless cracks appeared on it. The cracks were full of energy, as if they had experienced a devastating injury before death.

The eyes closed tightly together.

The long blond hair danced and floated with the wind. Although the other party had no breath of life, it gave Ye Fantian an extremely strange feeling, as if the body in front of him was not falling, but sleeping.

The chain is rusty. At this time, it has completely lost the terrible posture just now. The glow has completely disappeared, leaving only ordinary chains to the greatest extent. Such chains look no different from scrap iron.

However, on this face, a little blood like traces are in it, as if they are branded on it. Although there is no so-called divine awn circulation, the huge breath and terrorist fluctuations contained in it once collapsed Ye Fantian's fatalistic eyes.

The other side lay down like this, but with a look of arrogance.

The other party lies in it, but the energy on the whole body is still flowing. The appearance of the body lying down seems to make a strange gesture.

Ye Fantian's eyes narrowed and looked at each other's posture. The more subtle the observation, the more he felt something wrong.

"Seems to be practicing!"

Mo's voice rarely trembled.

But ye Fantian's heart suddenly tightened and looked at the huge body again.

Yes, in practice, a pair of wings of the other party spread out, completely without the original appearance of the package. Although other places have not changed, this simple point has made Ye Fantian's scalp numb.

Practice, what does practice mean?

It means this guy is not dead yet!

Fallen gods, what kind of existence is that?

Although there are few records about the existence of the Archaic period in this history, since the other party is called a fallen god, it is natural that it is not a kind person.

"Let's go..."

Ye Fantian's scalp felt numb and cried without thinking.

It's terrible, it's too terrible. Here, ye Fantian suddenly felt a terrible and gloomy spirit, as if he had a pair of strange eyes looking at him quietly.

White feathers and black feathers are clearly withered from each other.

Black feathers, ye Vatican naturally does not know how powerful they are, but from the white feathers, you can feel an unprecedented breath of terror.

Such a terrible smell, even the Dragon Prince's confrontation will be over.

"Qiang!"

Suddenly a noise appeared.

Suddenly, ye Fantian and Mo Wenqing's body trembled.

It's so quiet here. How did the noise appear.

"Run!"

Ye Fantian shouted in his mouth.

There were no other ideas, even the idea of looking up was completely broken.

Dragon and snake steps, the power of space, the art of resisting the wind

Many secret skills were displayed together.

"Roar"

A roar came out. In the next moment, a terrible wave of energy had rolled up behind Ye Fantian.

This frenzy is as terrible as a powerful man in the eternal realm of Mahayana.

Energy, the energy here is incomparably terrible. It is so terrible that even ye Fantian's body can't be careless easily.

"Poof..."

With a strong Qi puff and fierce fire, he quickly hit hemo's body.

With his strong energy, ye Fantian's muscles began to break, his muscles crackled, and he couldn't help spewing out a mouthful of blood. Although Ye Fantian was in great pain at this time, he also knew that this time was definitely not a time to rest.

Feel the energy behind him more and more violent and crazy, ye Fantian's speed is also accelerating rapidly, and the dragon and snake step has even formed the posture of Tianlong magic snake.

People's potential is infinite. In a short time, they ran tens of thousands of miles. Only then did they feel that the terrible atmosphere behind them had completely disappeared.

At this time, in the ten thousand mile journey, there are cracks everywhere.

"Was that the guy just now?"

Mo Wenqing also rarely lost his original graceful posture, opened his small mouth and tried his best to gasp.

A pair of soft meat in front of her chest began to fluctuate up and down with her breath, feeling the wonderful fluctuation of each other. Ye Fantian's breath couldn't help but start a burst of shortness. After swallowing a mouthful of water, ye Fantian tried his best to resist such temptation and said in a deep voice:

"I don't know. The pressure just now was too cruel. I didn't have the chance at all, and I didn't have the courage to see it."

Yes, if ye Fantian went to see it at this time, he couldn't even have the chance to escape.

Thousands of miles away, has completely lost the original cold.

Although the surrounding area is not shaded by trees, it can also be clearly felt that the surrounding energy has obviously become a lot softer.

"Zhu Guo... This is a rare Zhu Guo. The erosion of years has left traces on it. This is a terrible trace. It seems to have the smell of years."

Mo Wenqing's beautiful eyes opened and said to his side.

Ye Fantian's face moved slightly.

Sure enough, there, a plant with a red fruit is slowly swaying.

Take a deep breath, and then you can feel that your breath is becoming mellow and crackling.

Although Zhu Guo is not a rare thing, everything can change over the years. This Zhu Guo looks very ordinary, but it actually has a terrible smell of energy. Even the textures interwoven on it are supreme marks, which are the traces of the avenue.

"There are also... There are so many Zhu fruits. After countless years of refining, they are more amazing than those so-called pills."

Ye Fantian then took one and stuffed it into his mouth.

Suddenly a sweet smell poured into his heart.

Just now, a vigorous Qi with infinite power hit his body, which also hurt him a lot. So it's also a good thing to nourish him at this time.

Mo Wenqing naturally knows this, so he gently took one and stuffed it into his mouth. After waiting for the energy of the Zhu fruit to boil, there has been a strong energy in all his limbs and bones.

"This energy is pure and irritating!"

Ye Fantian murmured to himself that the fruits here are quenched with the deepest energy in the universe, and the effect is naturally unimaginable.

At this moment, Mo's pretty face changed sharply:

"No..."

At this time, ye Fantian also found something wrong.

"This is... The spring sun melts snow fruit!?"

Ye Fantian's mouth uttered a shrill scream.

Their faces suddenly turned pale, but soon the pale color was replaced by a red light.

Chunyang rongxueguo is a plant very similar to Zhuguo. The rarity is not comparable to this Zhuguo, because there is too much difference in efficacy between Zhuguo and Chunyang rongxueguo.

However, although the effect of this spring sun melting snow fruit is good and rare, it has another effect - arousing emotion and desire.

Boom

Suddenly, the meridians in the body began to crackle, and a pink energy began to soar wildly in both bodies