The gate of the world appeared between Wang Chong's eyebrows, and an ancient golden chariot flew out. The four elephants of dragon, phoenix, white tiger, and basalt sang in harmony, flying into the sky with brilliance.
Wang Teng, known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, stood in the center of the golden ancient chariot, like Ziwei surveying the sky, like a heavenly emperor descending into the world, surrounded by four spirits like gods.
Ye Fan stood a hundred feet away, feeling inexplicably surprised. This man's aura is so powerful that it is jaw-dropping, something he has never heard or seen before.
That kind of exuberant energy, like a galaxy surging, floods the sky and the earth, it is terribly terrifying, its brilliance covers the sky and the sun, and it is difficult to face it.
"How could he rush out from between Wang Chong's eyebrows?" Ye Fan didn't quite believe it, and opened his eyes to look carefully.
In the rear, the dozen or so holy sons had already changed their colors and had seen this god before, but they were still afraid at this moment.
The four spirits gathered together, like the reincarnation of a heavenly emperor, their brilliance was gorgeous, and their blood was surging, which made them all fear from the bottom of their hearts, unable to resist.
"It's not the real body, it's part of the divine sense!"
After observing with Yuantian divine sense, Ye Fan felt awe-inspiring, this is not a person of flesh and blood at all, but just a divine sense as powerful as the sea.
"How powerful is he, that he can transform into such a ray of divine sense, living in the eyebrows of his younger brother..."
Ye Fan was so surprised for the first time, he had never seen such a terrifying young opponent, completely beyond imagination, just like Emperor Ziwei.
A wisp of divine thought transformed into a heavenly emperor, surrounded by four spirits, and carried on a golden chariot. This is the shape of his divine consciousness. How many people have transformed like this since ancient times? !
"No wonder there will be thunder. This divine sense has experienced more than a dozen catastrophes, and the most conservative estimate has already surpassed the secret realm of transforming dragons."
Ye Fan's heart was shocked, could this person be on par with the Holy Lord? Thinking of this question, he couldn't help but gasped.
At the age of fifteen, the younger generation of Beiyuan was invincible. After ten years, what terrible stage will he grow into? No one can tell.
From the statement that the ancient emperor was reincarnated, one can see that this person's achievements are absolutely astonishing, and can be compared with the same age emperors in the history of the human race.
Wang Chong was very surprised. He didn't expect that his elder brother's imprint would always live on his forehead, and he shouted, "Brother, help me kill him!"
"boom!"
Ye Fan was extremely dignified, and the golden lake between his eyebrows turned into a golden villain, sitting cross-legged in the void, opening his mouth to swallow the essence of heaven and earth, dazzling.
At the same time, several great visions appeared around him, a majestic ups and downs of rivers and mountains, a fairy king sitting high in the nine heavens, accompanied by a green lotus.
These are not perfect. They should be a kind of vision, but they have not evolved completely. They are divided into several strongest visions of ancient times.
The golden sea of gods is turbulent at the feet, and the waves hit the nine heavens. A picture of yin and yang rotates behind it, and the two currents of life and death circulate.
In front, Wang Teng is majestic, majestic, heaven and man are one, breathing in and out, divine light floods the world, shrouded in infinite brilliance, like a great emperor coming from ancient times.
He didn't make a move, his eyes were deep, the stars were disillusioned, his expression was indifferent, without any expression, everything in the outside world seemed insignificant, and it was difficult to move his fundamental heart.
Wang Chong was taken aback when he saw several visions of Ye Fan, and said, "Brother, is this the kind of vision you said that it is difficult to form in a lifetime of hard work?"
The tall man on the golden chariot still didn't speak, he was calm and calm, but the stars in his eyes were disillusioned even faster.
Ye Fan was startled, the golden blood energy soared into the sky, boiling the energy all over his body, isolating everything from the outside world, because he sensed an inexplicable energy.
"The eye of the sky... the eye of the soul!"
He thought of this possibility all of a sudden, the man in front of him probably had a celestial eye, observing the secrets of his body.
Ye Fan was terrified in his heart, if this was the case, this man would be too terrifying, how frightening he was when he was born with martial arts eyes in his twenties.
Although Wang Chong was arrogant to outsiders, he was as obedient as a kitten when facing his big brother. Seeing that he was silent, he didn't dare to open his mouth.
"Rumble..."
Suddenly, the golden chariot moved, crushed through the sky, and rushed towards Ye Fan. Wang Teng pinched the dragon seal with his hand, and suppressed it like a heavenly emperor subduing a demon.
"boom!"
Exuberant energy, terrifying fluctuations, like a star field falling down, can't be compared with Wang Chong, and shot ninety-nine eighty-one real dragons at once.
The dragon chant moved all over the world, the mountains, rivers and the earth shook, and the resounding sounded through the universe, deafening. Eighty-one dragons, each of which was like an eternal god, was vigorous and terrifying.
"boom!"
Ye Fan hit the seal of the King of Human Beings, overturning the world, the Lord of the Human Race descended, looking down on the world, shaking towards the eighty-one dragons in the sky, the wind and thunder burst, and the sound was endless.
There was an explosion in the sky, the sky dragon as big as a mountain, and the co-lord of the human race were fighting fiercely. The two sides fought endlessly, and all kinds of light shattered the vacuum.
In the end, the golden chariot stopped, unable to move forward, and the figure like a god and demon on it remained motionless, covered with golden brilliance.
Wang Teng still had a flat face, without a word, surrounded by real dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and basalts, with thousands of brilliance, guarding the central heavenly emperor.
"Clang!"
The Nine Divine Soldiers floated up and down, lingering around Ye Fan's body, each one was warm and crystal clear, and made a soft cry. He held a three-inch long scarlet jade spear in his hand and forced it forward.
At the same time, all kinds of visions around him emerged clearly, no matter how powerful the opponent in front of him was, it was nothing more than a divine thought, and he wanted to kill him in one fell swoop.
"My elder brother has survived more than a dozen catastrophes. This divine sense has long been indestructible through the fusion of thunder and light. Although the real body has not yet arrived, it is enough to kill all the monks in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm!" Wang Chong shouted, staring at it. Ye Fan was ready to vent his anger after his defeat.
In the distance, the faces of more than a dozen saint-child-level figures are pale. It is a kind of sadness to live in the same era as such a figure. No matter how dazzling you are, you are just a green leaf.
"Clang!"
Suddenly, Wang Teng slowly pulled out a golden holy sword from his back, and every inch it appeared, tens of thousands of rays of holy light burst out, dazzling.
At the same time, there was a vast sea-like power rushing in all directions, and those saint-level figures in the distance all changed their colors, and couldn't help but retreat, feeling an unparalleled and powerful fighting spirit.
This is a terrifying idea of being the only one who is the only one who is the only one who is the only one, as if he wants to control the whole world, everything is in the palm of his hand.
"The divine thing that will survive the catastrophe with Big Brother... the Heavenly Emperor Sword!" Wang Chong was very excited and shouted.
An extremely cold aura permeated the air. Every inch the Chijin Tiandi Sword rose, tens of thousands of divine powers would burst out, causing the mountains in the distance to collapse.
This was not transformed by divine thoughts, but a golden holy sword, which finally appeared in Wang Teng's hands with a loud clang. He stood on the ancient chariot and slashed forward with all his strength.
"boom!"
The world was turned upside down, Ye Fan moved with the Nine Divine Soldiers, rushed forward, and faced Wang Teng who was holding the Heavenly Emperor Sword. All kinds of brilliance shone, the earth was split, the mountains were collapsing, and the sky was collapsing...
This place has become a land of destruction, nothing can be seen and cannot be seen, only the brilliance and the dilapidated void, which is quickly turning into a land of chaos.
"Qiang Qiang..." The Nine Divine Soldiers flickered and pressed down. At the same time, the Immortal King Lin Jiutian and other visions also swooped down like gods.
"brush!"
At this moment, Wang Teng pulled Wang Chong up and flew away in the golden ancient chariot, galloping towards the sky. After all, it was just a ray of divine sense, and it was impossible to fight for a long time.
"Brother... Although it's just a divine sense, it grew up in the Heavenly Tribulation and can destroy all the experts in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm. Could it be that the combat power of the Holy Body surpasses the ninth transformation of the Dragon Transformation?" Wang Chong was very unwilling.
"Where to go!"
Ye Fan holds the Nine Gods Weapon, and presents the visions of the Immortal King coming to the Nine Heavens, the golden sea of gods, and the chaotic green lotus, and wants to kill this opponent in one fell swoop.
In the rear, everyone was startled. Someone dared to chase and kill Wang Teng. This is a master who terrified the elders, but he retreated.
However, after thinking about it, I was relieved. After all, it was just a powerful divine sense, and the real body hadn't arrived. If it came, no one would know how terrifying his combat power was.
Ye Fan's speed was so fast that he almost caught up with the golden ancient chariot. However, at this moment, a black hole appeared in the void, and the chariot rushed into it and disappeared.
He stood there, dazed, this is an unimaginable enemy, now he has the potential to surpass the older generation, and his future achievements are limitless.
"The most conservative estimate is to surpass Hualong..."
Ye Fan thought about it for a while, and took the Nine Gods to fight back. There were more than a dozen holy sons there, all of whom came to encircle and suppress him.
"Where are you going!"
This time, he struck quite fiercely, several jade objects, small and beautiful, purple jade sword, jasper knife, white jade shield, red jade spear, ink halberd, etc. all flew out.
Like a god of killing, Ye Fan held a jasper knife and chopped twelve magic weapons in a row. He chopped off the head of a leader with a single knife, and the blood rushed into the air.
Originally, these people had no intention of fighting, but when they saw a person's head flying more than ten feet high, they became even more awe-inspiring, scattered in all directions, and no one was willing to fight desperately.
In fact, this is a very strong combat force, but unfortunately there is no fighting intention, and everyone wants to escape, so Ye Fan felt as if he had entered the land of no one, and he sacrificed the purple jade sword, splitting the other person in half alive.
"puff!"
Ye Fan made another tricky move, and the red jade spear flew up, drawing a bewitching blood light, piercing through a person's head, nailing him to the rock wall, and dying.
Exclaimed, these people fled in all directions and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Ye Fan chased after them and killed four more people before stopping.
At this time, the great power of the Yin-Yang Sect also arrived, and thousands of miles around were blocked. They were not in a hurry, and they were not worried when they saw Ye Fan fleeing again. Because the pattern is shrinking, the range will gradually become smaller, and Ye Fan will be unable to escape at that time.
The sky was gray and yin and yang flowed, Ye Fan frowned, and finally decided to take a risk, rushing forward with Xingzi Jue.
The sound was deafening, all kinds of light blades slashed, lightning flashed and thunder thundered, he finally touched the huge array pattern, but the Xingzi formula still played a role in the end.
Ye Fan was attacked, forced his way through, and then used the Nine Gods to clear the way. After struggling for dozens of miles, he finally gradually got rid of the pattern.
A big black hand slapped, the void was filled, it was as black as ink, and the law was intertwined, hitting Ye Fan, the power was alarmed, and he rushed over immediately.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan used brute force to break through the pattern, and finally broke through the last light curtain, shot away, and rushed out of the blockade.
"What, Ye Fan killed seven or eight holy sons in a row, and almost killed Wang Teng's younger brother?"
"This Ye Zhetian really has no taboos. He dares to fight with the person who claims to be the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. This matter will be difficult!"
"This is the evildoer from Donghuang. Although he didn't appear in the Qishi mansion, he still came to Zhongzhou after all."
In Qishi Mansion, many young Jie were extremely surprised when they heard the news.