Shrouding the Heavens

Chapter 514: Kill the Son again

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Ye Fan swung the Yin-Yang Sacred Sword, beheading the Son of Zifu, his head and consciousness were reduced to ashes, leaving only a headless corpse gushing blood.

The life of a generation of holy sons ended, and it was very likely that they would become the supreme lord, but today they came to the end of their lives and became the dust of history.

It can be expected that there will be a big chaos in the near future. This is the first holy son who died in the Eastern Wilderness in recent years, and it will definitely cause a big disturbance!

There is nothing unusual about the rotten wooden hammer. There are marks of insect bites on it, and it is almost rotten. It doesn't look like a weapon. No one will pick it up when it is thrown on the ground.

But it is such an inconspicuous broken wooden hammer that can emit chaotic light and crack the Yin-Yang holy sword. It is so powerful that it has resolved the disasters of the Zifu Shengzi many times.

Ye Fan held it in his hand, feeling light and light, like carrying a piece of firewood. It didn't weigh much, and it seemed that it would break with a little force.

"Boom!"

He shook his fingers vigorously, and the rotten wooden hammer made a hollow sound, like rotten wood was hollow, but no matter how hard he tried, it couldn't be broken, and the texture was very hard.

"boom!"

Holding the broken wooden hammer in his hand, he swung it out, and with a slight "buzz", a large black hole was dug out in the void, and a chaotic light shot in.

"What kind of treasure is this? It's much more powerful than the Yin-Yang sword!" Ye Fan was surprised.

"This must be a fetish..." The big black dog leaned over, its eyeballs were wide open, its big paws came out quickly, and the problem of greed was committed again.

Ye Fan knew its habits, and had been guarding against it. He raised his hand to block it, and said, "Don't rob it randomly, lead the battle quickly, and don't let anyone go."

At this time, the area was full of blood and mud, and the smell was pungent, and it was unknown how many people had died. The scene was scary, as if they had come to a slaughterhouse.

Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian and the others also came over, looking at the rotten wooden hammer in amazement, it can emit chaotic light, invincible, it can be called a god.

"The Son of the Purple Mansion is dead..."

Liu Kou and the others felt that things were getting serious. This is the future owner of the Holy Land. Ye Fan hacked him alive. If the news spread, the entire Northern Territory would be shaken.

"ah… "

The screams continued, and the killing array of the ancient emperor was unparalleled in the world, turning into a large millstone with tangible quality, crushing the world, and turning lives into meat paste.

"ah… "

No one can escape. Killing the ancient formation is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves. Every time a large number of people are killed, this is a veritable meat grinder.

Many strong people, even if you are the eighth transformation of the dragon, or even a super master at the peak, it is difficult to escape the killing of the ancient emperor's pattern, and the blood mud is mixed with bone scum.

The bright red on the ground was mixed with pieces of pale bones, which made people feel scalp numb, it was too horrible to look at, and they didn't dare to look at it directly.

In the cruel world of cultivators, once a war starts, there is no kindness at all. It is hard to tell what is right and what is wrong. There is no right or wrong, only life and death and the law of the jungle.

Ye Fan walked forward, came to the headless body of the Son of Zifu, and took off the big black gourd from the back, which is also a secret treasure.

Not to mention the gourd itself, the Tianyin Absolute Water contained in it alone is invaluable. This is the water of death, which can even melt the body of the Holy Lord, and no one dares to touch it.

"Hey, this rotten wooden hammer... looks like the plug of this big gourd!" Jiang Huairen had sharp eyes and saw the abnormality at a glance.

Ye Fan stuffed the handle of the rotten wooden hammer in, and it fit tightly, just blocking the mouth of the gourd, and the hammer head and the mouth of the gourd became one.

"Good fortune, this is definitely a sacred object, even the plug can emit chaotic light, so terrifying, this gourd can be imagined!" The big black dog stood up, his eyes were fierce, and he was about to grab it again.

"Can't you do your part, dead dog?" Ye Fan squinted at it.

The hearts of several people were shocked, this black gourd must have a great origin, the plug is so terrible, the real body of the gourd can be imagined.

"The boy from the Purple Mansion may have just obtained this gourd not long ago. He is really reckless, using the gourd plug to fight against the enemy, and he doesn't understand its true value at all!" said the big black dog.

The few of them tinkered for a while, but they didn't find the use of the black gourd. It was stronger than the magic iron, and even Ye Fan's golden fingers couldn't pierce it.

"Although Tianyin Jueshui is priceless, compared with the black gourd, it is not even a hair. It is a waste to use it to hold it."

"ah… "

There were screams one after another, until now there were not many people alive, they were all chopped into flesh, scarlet, miserable and bloody, only a dozen people remained.

Ye Fan was very calm, without any waves in his eyes, watching all this quietly, he didn't make a move, and once he made a decision, he was so resolute.

"Unfortunately, only two Holy Sons came in..." He was looking for the whereabouts of the Wanchu Holy Son.

The people who survived are not necessarily the strongest people. The Beginless Killing Formation is incomplete, only a corner, and some places have extremely terrifying lethality, while some areas are relatively weak.

"over there!"

The brilliance in Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and he rushed over quickly, and appeared in front of a pile of corpses. There was a blood man there, his whole body was submerged in blood, motionless, extremely cold, and lifeless.

He was mixed with the blood mud and buried below. If other people couldn't perceive it at all, they must think that it was a person who had already died.

However, Ye Fan cultivated his divine eyes, and he could tell at a glance that he was still alive, and the source of life was very vigorous, emitting a blazing light, which did not go out.

The Son of Wanchu was actually cheating his death, and wanted to escape this catastrophe, but he had no choice but to be forced into this situation.

Ye Fan rushed forward like a ghost, silently, swung the Yin-Yang holy sword, turned into a savage dragon, and slashed down, the thick sword light connected with the dark clouds in the sky!

"brush!"

The Holy Son of Wanchu turned into a green glow, rushed up like a light, and dodged it. The earth was cut open, and the black hole was bottomless!

"Brother Ye, we have misunderstood." Shengzi Wanchu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Ye Fan urged Jiezimi to slash forward with the holy sword, without giving him a chance at all.

"Zheng!"

This sword sliced open the sky, the dark clouds in the sky cleared away, and the infinite stars gathered like a waterfall, thousands of them, a vast expanse of whiteness, falling down.

The Son of Wanchu changed color, he felt the shocking edge of the sharp blade approaching his neck, and the breath of death was pervading, invincible!

But in the Beginless Killing Formation, he has no way to escape, if he takes a wrong step, his body and spirit will be destroyed, and he can only face the sword glow as thick as a mountain.

As soon as the Jiezi secret is triggered, the combat power will be increased tenfold. This is a destructive aura, which will destroy the dead, and the Yin-Yang holy sword is as bright as a round of the sun.

"Boom!"

The palm of Wanchu Shengzi was crystal clear, blood burst out, and he opened a beautiful blood box. The blood stained the night sky red, like an ancient evil spirit revived, and wanted to destroy everything.

Sky Demon Blood Box!

In the past, a celestial demon used his own blood of the demon god as a sacrifice for the descendants to make a weapon with unparalleled lethality. The blood of the celestial demon can destroy all opponents.

"boom!"

Ye Fan's sword was so powerful that it collided with the blood light and sent the Son of Wanchu flying out on the spot, coughing up blood.

Once ten times the combat power is released, who will compete at the same level in the world

This is equivalent to the joint attack of ten saint sons, attacking and killing Wanchu saint son alone. He had no way to dodge in the beginningless killing formation.

However, Ye Fan was also awe-inspiring, and strode back. The Yin-Yang Holy Sword in his hand was stained with devil blood, and the cracks on it rapidly expanded.

"Click!"

The Holy Yin-Yang Sword broke and was completely destroyed by the Sky Demon Blood Box.

Ye Fan's whole body bloomed with blazing golden light, preventing the blood of the demon god from getting on his body, he took out the rotten wooden hammer, and smashed it hard, shaking off the endless blood.

"The treasure box made by the legendary peerless sky demon must be snatched!" The big black dog shouted loudly from behind.

Ye Fan swung the rotten wooden hammer, and a terrifying chaotic light shot out, hitting the Son of Wanchu, digging a black hole in the void.

"boom!"

The Tian Yao blood box was less than three inches long, but it contained an endless sea of blood. At this moment, boundless waves rushed out, almost submerging the world.

"Hey!"

Ye Fan split a black hole with a rotten wooden hammer, guided the endless sea of blood into it, and shot the chaotic divine light towards the Son of Wanchu.

The two fought quickly, and the beginningless killing array was in motion, and the Son of Wanchu was startled every step of the way, unable to concentrate.

"boom!"

Ye Fan successfully triggered Jiezi Mi once again, and the rotten wooden hammer in his hand was radiant, as if it had life, shooting out a large chaotic light.

This is a frightening and terrifying scene. The black night sky keeps collapsing, and a black hole appears. The Son of Wanchu yells and uses the Heavenly Demon blood box to block it.

However, the tenfold increase in combat power was too terrifying, destroying everything, the entire sea of blood was evaporated, and everything was shattered!

The Son of Wanchu couldn't dodge in the Beginless Killing Formation at all, so he had no choice but to pick it up hard. With a "bang", he was swept away by the chaotic light, and his body was cracked.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan used Xingzi Jue, rushed over like a ray of light, and attacked continuously in a short period of time when ten times the combat power was running, with unparalleled ferocity.

"puff!"

The Holy Son of Wanchu spurted blood, was swept by the chaotic light again, most of the bones in his body were broken, and he yelled: "You can't..."

"boom!"

Ye Fan didn't give him a chance to continue talking, so his combat power was ten times stronger, and the rotten wooden hammer shattered the void, knocking it into the air, almost turning it into a pulp.

"You..." Shengzi Wanchu coughed up blood.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan used a rotten wooden hammer to hold the blood box of the sky demon, and the chaotic light imprisoned the endless sea of blood, and the two weapons stuck together.

At this time, the combat power triggered by the secret of all characters disappeared, but the Son of Wanchu was also at the end of his battle, struggling to fight.

"boom!"

Ye Fan stretched out his big golden hand and struck forward, causing a devastating vibration.

"Crack!"

The arm of the Son of Wanchu was broken, and then his chest collapsed, and his body was imprinted by a big golden hand!

"puff!"

The flesh shell of the Eucharist is so powerful, the palm like a big golden millstone slapped firmly on the body of the Holy Son of Wanchu, causing him to be torn apart on the spot.

The primordial spirit of the Holy Son of Wanchu rushed out, wanting to escape, the small golden lake between Ye Fan's eyebrows transformed into a small golden cauldron, rushed past and shattered it.

Another Holy Son of the Eastern Wilderness fell, and the future Lord of the Beginning of Ten Thousand Beginnings was obliterated in this way. Since then, he has become a cloud of history and ceased to exist.

Ye Fan killed two holy sons in one day, which is enough to shake the world, and destroying so many strong men at the same time, killing them all, making the ground full of meat sauce, will cause monstrous waves.

"Where is Yao Xi, where is Dayan Sheng's son Xiang Yifei, they are here too..." He frowned slightly.