The Nine-Turn Talisman is less than an inch long, and it is made of divine gold. It is gorgeous and dazzling, firm and immortal, and it turns slowly, trying to fly away from Ye Fan's palm.
"If you want to leave, hold on to it!" Ye Fan folded his palms together, held it in the palm of his hand, and refined it with all his strength.
This kind of divine splendor is extremely dazzling, reflected through the palm fingers, dyeing the entire Ascension Immortal Land golden, bright and full of divine power.
In mid-air, a holy sword strikes, accompanied by a real dragon and a divine phoenix, with a length of hundreds of feet, the ground shaking violently under the pressure, if it is not for the fairy soil, the infinite mountain range will become dust.
The power of this sword is too great, like a sword slashed by the emperor of heaven, it cuts through time and space, and the murderous intention penetrates the body, directly pressing on the soul of the person, the killing intent has arrived before the sword arrives.
"puff!"
Not far away, some people stood too close, couldn't bear this coercion, vomited blood, and were almost killed by this kind of sword intent. You must know that this is just the aftermath of passing through the air.
Everyone turned pale in shock, because among the people who vomited blood, there were actually two half-step powers. Such a stunning sword made many leaders feel palpitations, it was too terrifying.
Beside Ye Fan's body, eighty-one dragon pillars rushed up, like pillars supporting the sky, soaring up to the sky, piercing the immortal land with force, each one was as thick as a mountain.
The dragon chant was deafening, like the roar of an ancient sage walking out of the wilderness. Many people were shocked. This was the power of the Qinling dragon.
"How can this be!"
Many people don't understand, this kind of power can definitely shake the Holy Lord, how can a monk in the Dragon Transformation Realm show such a strong attack power
The eighty-one real dragons are thick and terrifying, holding the holy sword of the emperor of heaven, singing together, clear and sonorous, piercing through gold and cracking stones, the ancestral roots underground are revived, and infinite power spews out.
"Block the Heavenly Emperor Sword!"
People were surprised to discover this fact. The eighty-one real dragons were continuously chopped off and disappeared one by one, but the golden holy sword was finally slowed down.
In the blink of an eye, the eighty dragons were completely killed, and only one golden holy sword was left, but it also faded away.
"brush!"
The Heavenly Emperor's Holy Sword sank and fell down. Instead of cutting towards Ye Fan, it emitted a more brilliant light, forming a golden light curtain and wrapping Wang Chong's shattered body.
At this time, Ye Fan finally suppressed the Chaotic Emperor Talisman in his palm, turning it into a warm and crystal-clear treasure with flowing golden brilliance. Then, he tried his best to mobilize the dragon energy from the ground to surround the holy sword, and even wanted to wipe out the broken body.
The ground pulse was beating, and a red golden dragon rushed out, the red air was boiling, the sky dragon swayed its tail, and its scales shone with red clouds. It was lifelike, no different from a real dragon.
The onlookers were all amazed, especially the Xunlong Earth Masters and Ouyang Ye, who were even more shocked. This is the borrowed power to seduce the Qinling Dragon, and the method is terrifying.
Although they are all strange people, but not long after they came in, it was impossible to find the direction of the underground dragon veins, and it was impossible to do all this.
If there is life, the red gold real dragon coils around the sky, blocking the path of the Heavenly Emperor's holy sword, emitting the power of the real dragon, and everything is shattered under the shock.
It's a pity that people can't see the scene of Wanshan collapsing, because this is the fairy land, eternal and immortal, otherwise that kind of scene will be terrifying!
"boom!"
The golden holy sword trembled, and its brilliance was slightly obliterated by the red gold true dragon, and the shattered flesh in it almost fell out.
The Northern Emperor had no time to spare. At this time, his battle with the Emperor was at its peak. Although he had unleashed the Heavenly Emperor Sword, after all, it was only the power of the divine mind, and it could not be blessed for a long time.
"If my younger brother dies, I will kill and kill everyone around you one by one. I don't care what their origins are!"
Wang Teng's voice was indifferent, and it came from afar. The dragon and phoenix chirped harmoniously, dancing around his head, sacred and powerful. He was bathed in infinite divine brilliance, like the reincarnation of an ancient emperor.
Everyone felt awe-inspiring, Bei Di would do what he said, and a powerful figure like him was comparable to all saints. It was terrifying to swear like this.
Even the emperor of the god dynasty would be afraid of being threatened like this, otherwise his descendants might be beheaded.
Ye Fan didn't stop, and said, "Then I'll kill you first!"
The red dragon swung its tail and jumped into the void. Like a divine vein, it traversed the sky and strangled it. The Heavenly Emperor's holy sword was crumbling.
"Boom..."
Not far away, the golden ancient chariot rushed over, crushing the void, destroying the barrier of time, and it arrived in an instant, flowing with the breath of the universe.
"boom!"
The golden chariot broke through the barrier, and a golden cave appeared in the air, and with the Heavenly Emperor's holy sword, it entered silently and disappeared.
"The chariot of Emperor Chaos Ancient?!" A group of people were petrified, their bodies were icy cold, they were all terrified, and their hearts were blowing cold air.
"No, how could Emperor Chaos Ancient's chariot be so weak, if it appeared, it would be enough to kill everyone present!"
"But... this golden chariot is really too similar!"
After people recognized the Nine-Turn Talisman and saw this golden ancient chariot, they would naturally have such associations, and they all felt a little tingly.
"Wang Teng's fate is too terrible. Could it be that he got everything from Emperor Chaos Gu?!"
Everyone present was terrified. In the history of the human race, anyone with such great luck would become the protagonist in the world, overwhelming and ruling a piece of ancient history.
At this time, Wang Teng has not left the battlefield, and he is still fighting with the emperor. Both of them are dragons and phoenixes among men, which is rare in ancient times, and the emperor of the human race was just like this when he was young.
They couldn't be separated, and the battle was fierce, which affected the minds of all the holy masters, and the elders and top figures were all paying attention.
But at this moment, Ye Fan walked forward step by step, without fear of anyone, he really wanted to attack Wang Teng, wanting to kill him here.
Everyone looked over, the Holy Master of the Ji Family, the Great Xia Emperor, the Western Desert Monk, and the Nanling Demon Lord all showed strange expressions.
The saintess of Yaochi, the son of Yaoguang, Yan Ruyu, the prince of Guhua, Princess Yueling, the second most beautiful woman in Zhongzhou, etc., all the eyes of the younger generation were frozen.
The one in front is Wang Teng, who has the appearance of a heavenly emperor, and he is inextricably fighting with the emperor of China, which makes the leaders of all parties fearful, but the holy body of the eighth transformation of the dragon is not afraid, dare to challenge? !
Everyone still remembered that when Wang Teng threatened to kill his friend just now, Ye Fan said that he would kill Beidi first, but he actually stepped forward.
This area contains an ancient dragon. After a month of observation and research, Ye Fan has already understood every inch of the land, and he can use the power of the dragon for his own use, which is enough to fight against the saints.
"Brother, this is a duel with me, Wang Teng, don't make a move." Zhonghuang said, with his black hair draped over his shoulders, his punches were calm and peaceful, with the charm of an ancient holy emperor.
"Okay!" Ye Fan only uttered such a word, and stopped there, did not move forward, and waited for the result of this battle.
Wang Teng looked indifferently, glanced this way, and said: "Dye the holy blood with my emperor's sword!"
"You haven't become an emperor yet!" Wu Zhongtian and others sneered.
"If my brother is ill, all of you will be wiped out, and none of you will survive." Wang Teng was extremely indifferent.
"What a big tone, do you include me?" A voice came, sonorous and powerful, like the roar of a golden bell.
"Boom!"
A big black stick pierced the sky and smashed down. It was majestic and powerful, and the laws of heaven and earth resonated with it. All the leaders were terrified.
The black stick weighed billions of ounces, and the fairy soil was crushed to pieces. If it was elsewhere, the endless mountains would be reduced to dust.
"when!"
Wang Teng met with the Heavenly Emperor Sword in his hand, and slashed on the black stick. Sparks shot out like a shower of meteors, and those great powers quickly dodged.
No one can imagine how terrifying this stick is. The black light flows, almost crushing the world, and it will definitely give the saints a headache.
The golden holy sword clashed with the black big stick. Wang Teng felt a great force, and his tiger's mouth was a little numb. Knowing that an unworldly enemy was coming, the martial arts eye opened, and the golden light shot at the bullfight, which made many people unable to face it.
However, two dazzling golden lights also shot from the other side, and a pair of golden eyes were like two rounds of divine sun, burning with flames.
Who is this, everyone is suspicious, dare to intervene in the battle between the emperor and the emperor, it can be described as audacious!
"boom!"
It was another earth-shattering blow, the big black iron rod almost sank this piece of fairy land, the power was so terrifying that all the great powers present were pale.
Finally, Wang Teng, Zhonghuang, and the mysterious man separated and stopped temporarily.
In the arena, there was a golden-haired holy ape with piercing eyes, and a big black iron rod in his hand, stabbing the sky and the ground.
When the monkey came, Li Heishui and others breathed a sigh of relief. This is a master who makes all the saints have nothing to do, and the powerful "mess".
"boom!"
Not far away, the two ancient creatures finally broke through the Yuantian pattern, roared and rushed over, killing Ye Fan, not knowing everything here.
"Damn kid, I'm going to kill you!"
"Take your soul and skin for the master!"
When the monkey saw these two ancient creatures rushing towards them, it was annoyed at the time. Before Ye Fan could make a move, a foot covered with golden hairs was raised high, and it stepped hard on it.
His magical powers are even more terrifying. His big furry feet crushed two worms, trampling two extremely powerful ancient creatures into the ground.
"Don't you think it's a big shame, you have lost all the face of your family, and you still recognize the master!?" The monkey didn't want their lives, because they were so puzzled, they stomped wildly.
He was like a god-swallowing ape, as high as a mountain, pitiful for two powerful primordial creatures, who were trampled into dried persimmons, paralyzed there, trembling all over, almost frightened to death.
"Are you... the Holy Prince?"
"Holy Prince... have mercy!"
Monkey, that is the only heir of the old Sage Emperor Dou Zhan in the ancient times. Their family is too rare, and if you see them, you can't recognize them.
The two ancient beings were like a mouse seeing a cat. Not to mention the difference in combat power, the strict rank of the race and the terrifying coercion alone made them trembling and paralyzed.
"You embarrassing thing, get over here!" The monkey had a very strong temper and turned into the size of a normal person, scolding the two ancient creatures.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. This monkey is too powerful, and he is probably the only one who dares to reprimand his servants like this in front of the Northern Emperor.
"Holy Prince, please forgive me, we have difficulties." The two ancient spirits rushed over like sifting through the chaff.
"Since you are willing to be slaves to others, don't blame me for cleaning up the house for your king, come here first and kowtow to my brother to apologize." The monkey pointed at Ye Fan.
One hundred and twenty of the two ancient creatures were unwilling, but under the majesty of the monkey, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and knelt there to make amends.
Everyone was shocked. The relationship between Dou Zhan Sheng Yuan and Ye Fan was so irresistible, which made many people's eyelids twitch. This is not good news.
Who is the monkey? The ancient holy prince!
Many ancient beings will never forget that all-powerful, invincible old fighting saint emperor, who dared to fight against the sky, and was also frightened from the bottom of his heart by his son.
The people present had already learned some secrets. After all, the ancient people of the Eastern Desolation were born. Seeing this scene, they all felt awe-inspiring.
Ye Fan himself dared to fight Beidi himself, he had pushed forward just now, but now the powerful monkey came again, and everyone showed strange looks.
"Damn monkey!"
"How does the Eucharist have such friendship with monkeys!"
Many could not help but curse.