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The Doomsday Conference
Ye Fan's heart sank, his face was especially difficult to look
This Ye Xuanguang, this is to take advantage of such a conference to directly gather all the powerful people!
Once all the powerhouses are here, their Obsidian Legion will be able to beat all the predecessor practitioners!
Countless powerful souls will turn into their psionic bombs!
Not only can recruit and conquer a group of new members, but also can easily wait for the harvest of a large number of souls to kill two birds with one stone!
The point is that Ye Fan can't stop other monks from participating in the Doomsday Conference.
When the news of the imminent destruction of the famine spreads, all parties will inevitably be panicked and must seek a way out.
Even for the sake of discussing big plans, or to find out what happened, the strong ones will probably gather in the imperial city.
Lord Sword God, the matters of the Doomsday Conference have been sent out by our Obsidian Legion to convey it.
They are all members who are best at moving at high speeds and transmitting spells. Their speed of sending letters is absolutely extremely efficient.
Presumably within a month, Quan Honghuang will learn the news that this world is about to be destroyed.
In other words, in three months, those who can participate in the conference will arrive at the Imperial City of Dazheng.
If you still dream of defeating His Majesty Xuanlonghuang, there will only be three months of cultivation time left.
In my opinion, there are only two ways before you
Practice for three months, then challenge the Emperor Xuanlong, and die at the doomsday meeting for your stupidity.
Either be smarter, recognize the reality, and work for His Majesty Xuanlonghuang. Wuye Yanbo chuckled.
Ye Fan stood silently on the white jade platform, lost in thought.
Seeing that he hasn't reacted for a long time, Yanbo played on the foggy night: how is it, do you want to understand? In fact, why do you have to be strong, the destruction of civilization is the law of nature, what do you do
What our Majesty Xuanlong Emperor did seems cruel, but in fact it is kind, you should be able to understand.
Ye Fan sighed, raised his head, and said blankly: I don't want to argue with you about what is right or wrong, right and wrong, good and evil.
Putting these concepts in the emptiness of the ambiguity, in the plane, it is already difficult to judge.
Although I don't know how to save the world that is about to be destroyed.
But for the sake of a few people, I will continue to plunder and deliberately kill each civilization. I cannot agree.
I have never thought of being a hero, nor have I thought of being a savior. Ye Fan has been acting all my life, but I have a clear conscience.
So what I have to do now is not to think about the damn Doomsday Conference, nor how to stop Ye Xuanguang, but to stop the war between the Demon God Kingdom and the Great Crusade!
As Ye Fan said, the triple disintegration instantly, and at the same time the power of the sword intent and the bloodline exploded, opening the disintegration of the epee intent!
A golden flame raged up, illuminating the sky over the entire palace!
The violent sword intent coerced away, causing the lake to roll up turbulent waves!
In Ye Fan's eyes, Jin Yan burned, looking at the smoke waves in the misty night.
Now give an order to let all the Yaozu army retreat.
Yanbo in the foggy night and a group of warriors from the chaos realm all looked on guard.
The surrounding seven or eight chaos realms all released the pressure of chaos, and their strength was in the form of triple to fifth.
Wuye Yanbo squinted his eyes, waved his hand and said: All back, you are not his opponents, there is no need to die in vain.
When a group of Chaos Realm heard it, they didn't talk nonsense, and immediately retreated to the top of the palace a few hundred meters away, watching from a distance.
The Lord of Sword God, the Demon God Kingdom has at most half a year left before it will be swallowed by the Chaos Void.
If you are really a kind person, and you have the heart to let countless creatures in the Demon God Kingdom be buried in chaos like this
Even so, you shouldn't use the method of war and slaughter to plunder the land of the big conquest, Ye Fan said.
Wuye Yanbo sighed. This war was ordered by His Majesty Xuanlong Emperor, and I couldn't stop it.
Is that so I can only force a stop!
Ye Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense, and if he wanted to prevent more casualties, he had to kill the Demon God Kingdom Lord first, so that the Demon God Kingdom Army would be messed up.
A three-foot green front appeared in the hand instantly, the surging spiritual energy exuding from the sword body was extremely solid, and there were a lot of ice crystals lingering, it was a peerless magic weapon!
The best spirit weapon for refining the gods eight times? !
Yanbo in the foggy night is also a person who knows the goods, and he suddenly shows a trace of astonishment.
Ye Fan raised his cultivation base to the heavens, the sword intent spirit body also made great progress, and his heart sword realm also improved to a certain extent.
The flying sword provided by the Sword God Ring has gradually reached the peak level of the spirit weapon level.
Ye Fan now took out a sword casually, and it was the best quality refining god for seven times.
There will even be some higher-grade flying swords that seem to have surpassed the scope of spirit weapons.
But Ye Fan knew that no matter how good Feijian was, it would depend on how it was used.
The long sword in his hand exudes a dazzling golden glow, which merges with the blue cold light of the sword body, which is especially dazzling!
breaking Dawn!
Ye Fan intends to attack, so the Qingqiu clan will pay attention to a quick word!
I have to preemptively and kill him without waiting for him to deploy speed!
Ye Fan's figure turned into a long rainbow, and the straight sword light swept across Yanbo's side in the misty night!
A strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth in the foggy night
Just when Ye Fan condensed his sword intent, in the world of misty nights, there was a time difference between him and everything around him!
When Ye Fan made a move, everything he did seemed to have entered slow motion in the eyes of Yanbo in the misty night!
Although the speed is still very fast, it seems to have come to him in an instant.
But a few milliseconds are enough to decide everything!
Wuye Yanbo turned sideways, first dodged Ye Fan's Dawn Sword, and then used the tips of his fingers to make swords. The power of the cyan chaos was like a blade, and it drew six blood marks on Ye Fan's throat!
Ye Fan's eyes widened, a sword flicked, and he was perfectly avoided by the opponent!
At the same time, blood in his throat shot out, and he died directly!
Uh!
Ye Fan's throat was discouraged and bloody. Fortunately, the use of the blood of the five-clawed golden dragon and the triple disintegration together, he recovered extremely quickly, and quickly repaired his throat!
Oh? You even used the dragon blood armor to protect yourself in advance, thinking you can cut off your head directly
Yanbo's figure appeared on a tall palace lantern in the foggy night, floating out of dust, and jokingly laughed.
A wave of cyan chaotic power of nine layers of chaos lingers on Yanbo in the foggy night, causing his figure to overlap, strands and strands, like a dream.
Surprisingly, it is the dual realm of Shadow Dance, time flies!
Ye Fan's expression was solemn, and the bloodline of Qingqiu, the second-level realm of the nine-fold chaos, was really powerful.
He must make a quick decision, and beware of him pulling the distance, otherwise he will run away, and he may not be able to catch up.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and more than a hundred flying swords were summoned.
The sky is full of frost!
Ye Fan once again performed super-high-speed swordsmanship, more than a hundred flying swords turned into lightning-like beams, crazy tracking and refraction toward the foggy night, attacking without dead ends!
Yanbo frowned slightly in the foggy night, and seemed to feel the speed of these flying swords astonishing, and he didn't dare to hold it big.
His figure turned into a cyan shadow, flashing continuously in the already dazzled flying sword!
Countless afterimages seem to occupy the sky.
Wuye Yanbo tried to get rid of this frosty death track, but Feijian tracked wherever he went.
Lord Sword God, your swordsmanship is really impressive!
The sound of smoke waves in the foggy night floated and wafted from all directions.
Because of his figure, it did appear in all directions instantly.
Ye Fan was on guard, and at this time he didn't dare to continue to make moves by himself, disrupting the frosty sword formation, and would rather consume his opponent so much.
But Yanbo on the foggy night obviously didn't intend to sit still, and suddenly called out a piece of his own weapon-it was actually an ice-blue long silk
Silky saw the wind rise, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a tens of meters long, bringing an ice-blue snake-like trajectory in the sky.
Although Ye Fan's flying swords of peerless magical soldiers can tear and penetrate this silk silk, they are gradually entangled by these silk silks!