The Son of Yin Yang coughed up blood, stepped on his chest with a big foot, almost smashing his body, what kind of humiliation is this? As soon as he made a shot, he was directly stepped on the ground from the sky.
His eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't say a word. He knew that the position of the Holy Son was over, and even his life would probably be lost. Although he wished to kill Ye Fan, he could only think about it and gritted his teeth.
"stop!"
A total of eighteen holy sons followed, some of them shouted loudly, each sacrificed their magic weapons and came forward, one of them shook a purple jade bell, and a purple phoenix flew out to kill him.
Ye Fan pointed like a knife, and poked into the sky, with a soft puff sound, the purple phoenix disappeared in ashes, and then he slapped continuously, all eight magic weapons burst, turning into eight streamers of light and disappearing into the air.
Silently, a tall figure flew from the mountains in the distance, stretched out a big hand and slashed down.
"boom!"
Laws are intertwined, Dao power is turbulent, covering the sky with one hand, and the cliff below, "Bang, bang, bang!" kept ringing, and all eight buildings in a row collapsed.
The big hand was as black as ink, covering the sky like a dark cloud, covering Ye Fan below, and the ground below sank more than ten feet, artificially collapsed, and became a deep valley.
"Rumble..."
The rocks pierced through the air, and the eighteen outstanding figures all retreated immediately, for fear of being involved, this was a powerful move.
Ye Fan jumped 3,000 feet with the Yin-Yang Son, and crossed another 5,000 meters. A few flashes appeared in the distant sky, and he saw an old man in Tsing Yi, who was a top master of the Yin-Yang Sect.
"Put him down." The mighty man said calmly, standing on the mountain peak, with the breeze blowing, his long clothes fluttering.
He knew that Shengzi participated in this operation, and he nodded in agreement. He wanted to use this to attract Ye Fan, but what he never expected was that he was trampled to the ground by Donghuang, the evildoer, after only one meeting.
This is a disgrace to the Yin-Yang Sect. The Holy Son is the hope of the future, but he was vulnerable in front of Ye Fan and stepped on half to death. This is tantamount to slapping them in the face.
"You let me release it if you say so?" Ye Fan lifted the prisoner upside down and let him fall head to foot, as if he was carrying a dead fish.
"you… "
"This is… "
"Ye Fan, you can't kill without nodding your head, you've gone too far!"
In Siye, some figures appeared one after another. Seeing this scene, all of them changed their colors. The Holy Son represented a kind of face of the Yin-Yang Sect, being treated like a chicken or duck, which was a kind of ruthless mockery and contempt for the Sect.
"Let him go, or in the future, my teacher will beat you to three souls and seven souls, keep the sea eye forever, and refine it for a thousand years!"
"Ye Zhetian, don't overdo things!"
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard these words, and said: "You guys chased me all over the world, do you still have the face to say such things, is it worth saying, and will I do it?!"
"It's a pity that you are a holy body. It's hard to get out in thousands of lives. I don't want to kill the genius." The terrific figure of the Yin-Yang Sect walked forward slowly, and said: "Take refuge in my teaching, so that you will not die and become a Yangzi. All grievances are gone."
"Yangzi...is he enslaved by you?" Ye Fan smiled at that time, the Yinnv and Yangzi who should be taught are ruthless killing machines, driven by human slavery. Up to now, the other party is still looking down at him like this, and saying such words, it really doesn't treat him as a vegetable.
"Let go of the Holy Son, otherwise you know, the divine fortune teller is born, and you can calculate everything in the world, and you can deduce everything, and you have no way out."
"The master of the fortune teller, I will definitely look for him." Ye Fan stepped back.
"Let go of the holy son, and protect your body and mind from death, and become the protector Yangzi." A group of people came from all over the world and appeared on various mountain peaks.
"Is it a gift for me to be the Yangzi of your religion?" Ye Fan lifted up the Yangzi of the Yin-Yang Sect, and then threw it violently at them.
Someone tried to move forward, but the Son of Yin Yang yelled, he was torn apart halfway, burned blazingly, and then turned into flying ashes.
Ye Fan shot Yin Yang Shengzi in front of these people, turned around and left, rushing to the sky.
"Chase!"
A Supreme Elder yelled, furious, and another Holy Son was killed, and they were all shot by the same person. Needless to say, it would become a laughing stock and spread throughout the major religions.
This is too embarrassing, the two previous sons were killed by Ye Fan, is there anything more embarrassing than this? Nothing like this has happened in nearly a hundred years.
"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed loudly and said, "I look forward to your choosing the third son!"
"Chasing, don't let him run away!" A half-step power ordered, a junior would dare to talk to them like this, but now this little evildoer has repeatedly provoked.
"There's no need to chase after him, he has been laid down for thousands of miles, this time he can't escape with his wings," said the old man in Tsing Yi from the Yin Yang Sect.
Ye Fan flew into the distant sky, only to see that the sky was gray, endless mist flowed, and the yin and yang qi blended, blocking the four directions.
"A pattern is imprinted on the mountains and rivers!"
He was startled, this is not an ordinary pattern, otherwise it would never be so vast, covering hundreds of miles around.
"Ye Zhetian!"
Someone yelled not far away, and eighteen masters from the Qishi Mansion appeared not far away, one of them yelled loudly, and led everyone to rush forward together.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention when dealing with the Yin-Yang Shengzi, but now he finally found a monstrous figure wearing loose clothes to cover his short body.
This is a child of eight or nine years old, white and tender, with bright eyes, it is strange to stand with those young people, he is too young.
This is the youngest evildoer in the Qishi mansion, but at the age of nine, he has reached the secret realm of transforming dragons. When he entered the mansion, he shocked a group of elders.
"You want to kill me too?" Ye Fan laughed.
"Don't laugh!" The nine-year-old boy was very domineering, and his expression turned cold.
"The temper is not small." Ye Fan laughed loudly.
"I said, you are not allowed to laugh, or I will suppress you, my lord!" The nine-year-old boy was quite arrogant, and pointed at Ye Fan.
"It's just a little kid, go home and nurse, I don't have time to coax the baby." Ye Fan's mouth was a bit poisonous.
Next to him, the other seventeen people also almost laughed out loud, but they all held back, they knew very well that this child had a scary background and dared not offend him.
"You dare to disrespect me to the holy body, come here and kowtow to make amends, forgive you!" shouted the nine-year-old boy Wang Chong, standing on a rock with his head held high.
Ye Fan had never seen such a domineering child before, and he was taken aback on the spot. This boy was even more arrogant than the Golden Wing Xiaopeng King, and even more arrogant than Xia Jiuyou.
"Little brat, your adults really spoiled you. Today I will discipline you for them and slap your butt into sixteen petals."
"Ye Zhetian, you can't survive, you have angered me, no one in this world can save you!" the young Wang Chong said coldly, with a ruthless look that did not match his age.
He jumped hundreds of feet and rushed to the sky. When the others saw that he was going to make a move, they all hid aside, fearful in their hearts.
Wang Chong squeezed the dragon seal with both hands, and like a real dragon, he let out a dragon chant that resounded through the sky. Nine green dragons appeared in reality, shaking their heads and tails, and rushed towards Ye Fan ferociously.
"Bang!", "Bang!"...
Ye Fan slapped nine palms, each palm was golden, and the golden blood was surging, like an ancient volcano erupting, making everyone else change color.
However, the nine golden big handprints in the void did not scatter the nine-headed dragon. The cyan dragon scales flickered, and the dragon's body was powerful, rolling down like a great wall of steel.
"Hoo..."
The wind blows in the face, and the nine green dragons are vigorous and powerful, leaping thousands of feet away, some reach out their claws and split the cliff, some open their bloody mouths, swallowing a mountain top, and some dragons flick their tails, With a bang, a mountain range collapsed.
Ye Fan was taken aback, and confronted the nine green dragons. He didn't expect this nine-year-old boy to be so powerful, much taller than ordinary holy sons.
This child is so old, but he has reached the fourth transformation of the dragon, and is many times stronger than people of the same level. He can definitely kill the ninth transformation of the dragon.
Ye Fan was amazed, no wonder he was called a monstrosity, how great it is, his celestial appearance far surpassed those geniuses, it was simply incomparable.
"Aww..."
The dragon chant moved Qingming, the nine green dragons were full of flesh and blood, and their aura was strong. They smashed a mountain peak with one claw, and the people around them gasped in shock.
"puff!"
The green dragon breathed out, a blue light fell, four or five mountains disappeared, and the area was scorched and became a barren land.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fan's big golden hand imprinted in the void, breaking a green dragon, but while dripping with blood, it reconnected the broken body and swooped down again.
The other eight green dragons roared and collapsed a mountain on the ground, all of them were culled and killed, and the nine dragons fought and swallowed the sky and cracked the earth.
"You think you are invincible because you are the holy body, young master, I was born to kill you royal bodies and holy bodies!" the nine-year-old boy Wang Chong shouted, arrogant, pinching the dragon seal with both hands, driving the nine dragons to fight .
"This evildoer is really terrifying. He is only nine years old. If he grows up in the future, who can control him?" A saint child next to him whispered.
"He is a person with great luck. He fell into the dragon cave when he was young and got great benefits. Some people say that he swallowed dragon blood, and some people say that he ate a lot of dragon marrow."
"A great expert in the Qishi Mansion studied his physique and said that he could live at least five thousand years. This is the most conservative estimate. I really don't know what kind of fairy treasure he got when he fell into the dragon cave."
"However, at his age, this kind of temperament is too much."
"There is no way, he is a young man, and there is such a brother that everyone in the younger generation should avoid, who would dare to provoke him?"
"Ye Fan, Ye Zhetian, I don't care if you are a holy body or an immortal body. Today you are dead, and I will slaughter you nine times!" Wang Chong shouted.
"Huh..." The gang wind became more violent, and the nine green dragons turned their vigorous dragon bodies horizontally, like nine mountains, and rushed down at the same time.
Nine Dragons Devour the Emperor!
Wang Chong squeezed the dragon seal with his hands, showing a cold and heartless expression, suppressing Ye Fan with the Nine Dragons War, trying to crush him to pieces.
"This is a certain killing technique in the dragon seal. The Nine Dragons Eat the Emperor can kill people across several realms!" Behind them, everyone gasped, and all of them changed their colors.
"He is really a man of great luck. He fell into the Dragon Cave and got so many benefits!" Everyone was extremely envious.
"Little kid, I don't have time to play with you!" Ye Fan suddenly jumped up and charged towards the nine-headed dragon.
"puff!"
A blue dragon was caught by him, and then it broke with a violent pull, blood rained, simple and direct, very violent!
"You have a great chance to fall into the dragon cave, give me everything you have today!" Ye Fan sneered.
"puff!"
This time, he grabbed the three green dragons, roared loudly, shook his hands vigorously, blood gushed out, and several green dragons were torn into nine sections.
"You..." Wang Chong was frightened and furious. He squeezed the dragon seal and struck it with all his strength. The Nine Dragons swallowed the sky and reappeared.
"Did you really get the Immortal Treasure from the Dragon Cave? It's very extraordinary. I'll take it for you." Ye Fan didn't treat him like a child, so he struck sharply, his right hand turned into a golden monument, and suppressed him.
"boom!"
The golden monument slammed into Wang Chong's back, smashing it into the pile of rubble.
"It's over, Saint Body is doomed this time. If Wang Chong is beaten, his elder brother will definitely be born. He is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. Who can resist!"