Mountains and rivers collapse with a howl!
The mountains and ravines have all been turned into dust, destroyed like paper, how can this be beaten? Ye Fan came across the border like a demon lord, and roared several strong men to pieces alive, bloody and shocking.
His hair was flying wildly, his golden fighting spirit was soaring, standing under the sky, invincible.
Devil!
These people yelled in their hearts, their hands trembling, their faces were white, they felt powerless, their bodies couldn't help trembling, they had never been so frightened like they are now.
"puff!"
Blood spattered, bloodshot bones flew, Ye Fan's black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were cold, and the golden fist beat another person into a blood mist, guaranteed to explode!
His power is shocking, just one punch is enough to shatter a monk who stepped into the trial field, destroying both body and spirit.
The killing continued, and Ye Fan broke into the pack of wolves like a human-shaped savage dragon, and someone would be wiped out with every gesture, blood rained down, and broken bones flew, like opening the gate of hell.
"ah… "
These people trembled in fright, screamed in horror, and fled completely. Now everyone can see that this is a god and demon, and the only way to fight against him is to die.
"Where to go!" Ye Fan scolded lightly, since he chooses to do it, he must kill it, he will not have any kindness for women, this is the cruel law after entering the trial field.
"Forgive me, I know I'm wrong, I shouldn't be besieging Brother Dao." A scribe was caught up, begging for mercy with a pale face, almost kneeling there.
Ye Fan was cold and ruthless, with a golden finger pointing, a blood flower flew out of his forehead, his frightened expression froze, and he fell straight in a pool of blood.
"boom!"
The Heavenly Demon Umbrella fell, covering the sky and the sun, and falling down thousands of threads, which were the chains of order, intertwined under the sky, as if made of divine iron, dazzling and dazzling, suppressing Ye Fan.
This is a powerful holy artifact, tearing apart the eternal blue sky, like a sea of stars boiling, falling down, destroying everything.
"He has been suppressed, everyone, kill him!" The middle-aged Taoist yelled, with a stern look on her face.
That day, the magic umbrella was as black as ink, and there were tens of thousands of chains of order, penetrating every inch of void, as if imprisoning Ye Fan on the spot.
This weapon belonged to the man in blue. He hid in the distance. After sacrificing this weapon, he kept chanting ancient spells to bring it back to life.
Many people's expressions changed, and they urged all kinds of magic weapons to cut forward, because they knew that it was impossible to be kind, and even if they begged for mercy, they would be killed.
"Use the forbidden weapon to kill him!" The middle-aged Taoist yelled at the head in her hand, it was the red willow, whose body was destroyed, and she hated Ye Fan to the extreme.
"Everyone, we have no way out. We have to slaughter him, or we will all die!" The middle-aged nun looked grim, and opened her mouth to spit out a small blood-red bell, sprayed a few mouthfuls of blood on it, and sacrificed it.
when!
The death knell shocked the world, shattered the earth, annihilated the sky, zoomed in quickly, and the blood-colored bell body turned everything into ashes. It was a veritable death knell.
It fell together with the Heavenly Demon Umbrella, trapping Ye Fan in it, trying to turn him into pus and blood, bloody, and howling.
"It's really effective, kill him, everyone must not shrink back, this is the moment to cut this dog!" Seeing this, some other people screamed cruelly one by one, and their morale was greatly boosted.
Ye Fan frowned, the Heavenly Demon Umbrella is a bit special, in addition to being a terrifying holy artifact, it also contains a ray of spirit of a powerful existence.
It was the head of a heavenly demon, floating in the void, higher than the mountains. It was this thing that threatened him to a certain extent, and imprisoned a piece of heaven and earth.
"Kill, kill him for sure!" Even Red Willow, with only one head left, screamed sharply, urging the last divine power to sacrifice the cracked Heaven-shattering Seal, turning it into a mountain peak, and pressing it towards the people in the field. Ye Fan.
The magic weapon is dazzling, and it shuttles between the heavens and the earth, the auspicious energy is misty, and the killing energy shakes the sky.
There was a cold smile on the corner of Lan Feng's mouth, and together with several people, he sacrificed the forbidden weapon silently, quickly hit the center of the field, and decisively shattered the sacred object.
"boom!"
This was a massacre, and all kinds of lights covered the sun, all rushing up, leaving this place full of holes and dilapidated.
"Is he... dead?" a person tremblingly said.
In the distance, the demon power is overwhelming, a big black umbrella is over ten thousand feet high, Ye Fan actually snatched it in his hand, and flew hundreds of miles across the sky.
The light of destruction from the forbidden weapon just now still failed to hit him, but only destroyed a piece of ancient land.
"Who is this, who took away the fully resurrected holy soldier with his bare hands?!" Several people were so frightened that their scalps went numb.
"He doesn't seem to be free from the imprisonment, and he is still within the scope of the demon umbrella!"
With a gloomy face, Lan Feng said: "This is the phantom of a demon sealed by a senior ancestor. It formed a field of demons and imprisoned him for a short time. Let's act quickly and kill him."
"kill!"
Everyone shot again, and the middle-aged Taoist squirted a few mouthfuls of blood in succession, urging the bloody death knell, shaking the mountains and rivers, and holding Shengwei down.
The same is true for other people, regardless of the cost, they mobilized all kinds of secret treasures, flooding them with brilliance.
hum!
Behind Ye Fan, five swords emerged, which were obtained from the mystic art of the Eternal Star Field. The five-color divine light soared into the sky, swung it, and slashed towards the Heavenly Demon Umbrella.
It was as if there were hundreds of thousands of heavenly swords screaming and clanging. Although the magic umbrella was a very strange holy weapon, it was split until cracks appeared.
"boom!"
The demon's head rose, and he opened his mouth to scream, deafening, trying to swallow Ye Fan down.
However, in a dazzling light, Ye Fan blasted him into the sky and the earth with the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist. The black blood flowed down and turned into a cloud of smoke.
"What, he killed all the phantoms of the demon!" The man in blue changed his expression, turned around and fled.
when!
Ye Fan punched the blood-colored bell with dense cracks, and then swung his divine fist again. After nine blows, amidst the wailing of the holy weapon, it was blown to pieces together with the Overturning Seal.
The bloody bell fragments and fragments of the Overturning Seal flew in all directions, and screams came one after another, and people were hit from time to time, with broken bones and tendons.
Ye Fan is like a god in the dust, invincible, he shot one after another, smashing several weapons into the sky and the earth, splitting mountains and breaking seas, his mana is immeasurable.
Now that the battle is overwhelmed, no matter how hard it is to have any suspense, the middle-aged Taoist nun and the others are in a hurry to flee like bereaved dogs.
Some people didn't even care about their mounts, they galloped each other, the dragon and horse strangled behind them, turned into a cloud of fire, started killing, and were honored among the beasts.
"Fellow Daoist, I can sit down and talk for a while, let's stop for now." Some people begged, frightening the souls of the dead, because they found that Ye Fan's speed was too fast and cut off their way forward.
"Escape separately!" The middle-aged Taoist gritted her teeth.
"ah… "
Amidst the shrill screams, blood splattered everywhere, and a person who had just left the team was directly beaten into blood by Ye Fan and died on the spot.
"Only being together can make him a little bit jealous. We can't separate and leave this trial field together."
They lost their self-confidence in their hearts, and they didn't want to embark on the ancient path of trials of the strong at all. As long as they could survive, it would be better than anything else.
Ye Fan slowed down, took it easy, and killed them one by one, and now there are less than five or six people alive.
A total of twenty-three strong men, united together, are enough to kill the ancient sage without using forbidden weapons, but they were killed by Ye Fan alone to such a miserable situation.
"puff!"
The blue-clothed man's eyes were dark, and he took out a half-foot-long puppet, spit out dozens of mouthfuls of blood, all spilled on the puppet, looking extremely strange.
Lan Feng seemed to have lost most of his life and became very weak. Obviously he had paid a terrible price. He dipped his blood and wrote the word Ye Fan between the puppet's eyebrows, then picked up a small palm-length sword, and slashed at the puppet. To the frontal bone of the puppet.
At this moment, Ye Fan's hair was standing on end, and his forehead was aching, as if a peerless weapon was about to be pierced into his skull, so close at hand.
This is so sudden!
Ye Fan's heart was shaken. At this moment, all the treasures of the human body unearthed during the ten-year expedition were opened according to an instinct.
The stars in the blood, the gods in the bones, the Tao born in one thought, all these things, all of them emerge!
His frontal bone was shining, accompanied by a kind of chanting, splitting the void, and annihilating an inexplicable crisis.
"puff!"
The man in blue spurted blood, the puppet in his hand was blown to ashes, and the small sword long in the palm of his hand was broken, and his vitality was seriously injured.
The middle-aged Taoist nun held the head of Hongliu and Lan Feng, a total of five people, like a bereaved dog, fled in terror, with blood all over their bodies.
"I'll fight with you!" I couldn't run any longer, the middle-aged nun's face was ashen, she urged the whisk, turned into a sky river, and drew it forward.
Ye Fan's expression was indifferent, his combat power was extremely strong, he cut out with one palm, the galaxy shattered, half of the middle-aged Taoist nun's body was shattered, she screamed and fled again.
"Ah... take me!" Hongliu yelled in panic, only one head was left, her energy was dry, and she was thrown on the ground by the middle-aged Taoist nun. She wanted to escape by herself with only her head, but the speed was too slow.
"boom!"
Ye Fan stepped forward, kicked it out, his head was split into pieces, and a soul rushed out, yelling in fear: "Don't kill me, just save my life, let me do anything!"
puff!
Ye Fan stepped on it, and the primordial spirit instantly turned into fly ash, and turned into calamity soil under the soles of his feet, and died cleanly.
The souls of the four people in front of them all trembled, and they were scared out of their wits. They had never been so desperate as they are today.
"I don't know the emperor with my eyes, you are a lot of people, don't be as knowledgeable as us, please spare our lives." One of them collapsed and kept begging for mercy.
"Stop it, as long as you let us live, everything will be easy to talk about!" Lan Feng cried out with a pale face on the verge of collapse.
"Didn't you tell me to kneel down and say that I am a saint of killing, and then cut off my cultivation, and beg for your forgiveness." Ye Fan's voice was indifferent, and he pointed like a sword, pressing forward.
"Ah..." Lan Feng yelled bitterly, his body was broken inch by inch, turning into broken bones and blood mist, and finally spread to his head.
call out!
From Ye Fan's fingertips, a sword light flew out, nailing the villain transformed into the soul into the void, completely dead.
Ye Fan is like an immortal sacred furnace, exuding a monstrous golden brilliance. Standing in the sky and earth, Ye Fan is more terrifying than a god.
The middle-aged Taoist nun and the remaining two were so frightened that their bodies convulsed. At this moment, all dignity and the strongest trial became nothingness.
Ye Fan also pointed like a sword, mighty and mighty, about to end the lives of the three of them. Suddenly, five figures descended and blocked the front, and the Lord Regal Mountain appeared.
"Brother Dao is merciful, can you spare their lives?" He said seriously.
"No!" Ye Fan shook his head, resolutely refusing.
"Do you think you are so powerful that even Lord Regal Mountain dares to refuse?!" A person next to him said coldly.
Ye Fan glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and pointed like a sword at the middle-aged Taoist nuns in front of him.