Jiulitu, a terrifying extreme imperial weapon, can obliterate all masters in the world, and is the ultimate weapon in the world!
At this time, Ye Fan held it in his hands, rattling and shaking, a kind of fluctuation that traveled through the three realms and six realms and destroyed all living beings rushed out like a tide.
"ah… "
There was a scream, and a group of monks were set on fire like scarecrows in front of them, and they were torn apart almost instantly, and then turned into ashes.
Under the power of the extreme gods, even if you are a peerless arrogance and possess great supernatural powers, you will be beaten to pieces in an instant, leaving nothing left.
"Clatter..."
The Jiuli map moved, like a piece of big world rising and falling, destroying all living beings, all living beings disappeared, the world returned to the original point, and the attack power was terrifying to suffocate.
This is a terrifying divine power that cannot be resisted by human beings. No one can resist it, and those who stand in it are invincible, and they all become powder in the first place.
"ah… "
Many monks were permanently expelled from the world with just a cry of horror, including nearly twenty half-step powers, and many famous people.
"Go to hell with me!" Ye Fan yelled, he played a real fire, was besieged, and suppressed with extreme weapons, narrowly escaped death, and finally succeeded in breaking the game.
A big golden boat cracked, and two great powers fell out, and they all died immediately.
A mouthful of golden ancient pagoda exploded, and another top figure fell into the sky, turning into a piece of broken bones and mud on the spot, and then vanished in ashes.
With a loud bang, a holy master-level copper lamp exploded, and the flames blazed into the sky. The soul of a great man was blown away, leaving nothing behind.
"Pfft!", "Pfft!"...
The blood shot to the sky, and five great powers were suppressed to death by Jiulitu in succession, and they only let out a miserable groan or growl unwillingly, and were removed from the world forever.
Jiu Litu is unstoppable at all, like the revival of the ancient emperor, with infinite power, he can destroy any opponent, as powerful as the Holy Lord, but also like an ant under his divine power.
"Xiao, do you want to leave?!" Ye Fan's eyes were very sharp. When he saw Grand Master Xiao at the end of the sky, he chased after him stepping on the Xingzi Jue, shaking the Jiuli map.
Such an extreme imperial weapon, ordinary people have no way to imagine, owning it is like controlling life and death in this big world, almost omnipotent.
No matter how big a hero you are, if you are covered by it, there is only one dead end, not even a bug, and you have no power to fight back.
"No!" Grand Master Xiao's expression changed drastically, his whole body burned up, ignited his own origin, turned into a stream of light, and rushed hundreds of miles away.
However, everything was in vain. The Jiuli map covered the sky, shaking, and spread out all of a sudden, quickly spreading to the front.
A supremely powerful man fled desperately, unable to escape the range of his terrifying divine power. The ancient scroll swept across the sky, flooding the sky and the earth at once, and rolled over.
"puff!"
Grand Master Xiao spurted blood, his torso was split into seven sections, and he rushed in all directions, blood stained the sky red.
"ah… "
He yelled in horror, life and death were in front of him, everything started because of his grandson Xiao Mingyuan, and in the end the whole Xiao family was involved.
"Stop!" He was panicked, and his fear reached the extreme. If he could, he was willing to pay any price in exchange for the hope of life.
It's a pity that there is no medicine for regret in the world, and there is no room for maneuver at this point.
Jiuli Tu, like a vast ocean, spread hundreds of miles in an instant, submerging the world, Master Xiao directly vaporized, was evaporated completely, and his soul was also dried up, disappearing forever.
In the other direction, the emperor of the Jiuli God Dynasty chanted a mantra, fled away like a big roc, did not stop for a moment, and temporarily abandoned the extreme emperor soldiers.
Ye Fan killed all directions, looking for opponents, he hated this group of people, severely injured Pang Bo, Li Heishui, etc., and made Ji's little moon dying. At this time, he wanted to kill everyone.
"Wang Teng, get out!"
Finally, Ye Fan found Wang Teng's trail, and he chased after hundreds of miles away, holding the Jiuli map. The ancient scrolls are like the sky, vast and boundless, spreading to the sky.
"Boom!"
The golden ancient chariot turned over, and Wang Teng rolled in the void like a gourd rolling on the ground. He was so powerful that he couldn't bear it.
However, fortunately, he was far enough away, hundreds of miles away, and was not really affected by the terrifying fluctuations, but was only slightly affected. However, even so, he was severely injured, coughing up blood, his body was almost shattered, and his whole body was covered in blood.
"Boom!"
The map of Jiuli spread out like a flood, boundless, and Ye Fan fought against all sides, and those who stood in his way were invincible!
The Northern Emperor was severely injured, but he didn't dare to stay at all, otherwise those great powers would be a lesson from the past, and there would be no place for him to die.
"boom!"
Just a trace of the coercion of the emperor's soldiers at the outermost edge of the wave knocked his golden ancient chariot thousands of feet away, and then slammed into him heavily.
"puff!"
He spurted blood, his whole body was cracked, and his bones were crackling, almost breaking like fried beans.
"boom!"
It has to be said that the ancient emperor's weapon is too terrifying, with endless divine power, the Jiuli map is still unfolding, spreading in all directions, covering the world.
At a critical moment, a phantom of an ancient emperor appeared on the golden ancient chariot, and suddenly opened his eyes, helping him block the "flood" that swept across, but this ancient emperor was also shattered and shattered.
Wang Teng's hair was disheveled, and he fled desperately. This was the worst time since his debut. He had never been injured so badly before, and even the holy masters were terrified when they saw him.
"Wang Teng, you are going to die!"
Ye Fan roared and stared at him thoroughly, but it was difficult to catch up in a short time. It took too much energy to mobilize the emperor's soldiers. His physique was as strong as his body, and his essence was almost dried up.
"boom!"
Wang Teng was knocked out by the golden ancient chariot again, and dozens of bones were broken, but his eyes were cold, and he silently recited ancient spells.
"boom!"
The void opened wide, and a golden cave appeared, which seemed to lead to the supreme heaven. The golden ancient chariot rushed him in, and was about to disappear.
"Clatter..."
As the Jiuli map moved, Ye Fan tried his best to make a move, wanting to keep Beidi, because this is a super terrifying enemy who ruled the roost in this world, and there are few people who can check and balance in the future.
"boo"
The golden cave in the void was cracked, and Bei Di's body could be clearly seen twisted and then deformed. His whole body was blood-stained, and his bones were stubbled.
However, the golden cave disappeared after all, and I don't know how he lived or died, and there was no trace of him.
Regardless of his life or death, the majestic Northern Emperor was beaten like this, and Ye Fan finally let out a sigh of relief. Of course, if he was chopped alive, he would be more relaxed.
At this moment, Ye Fan really couldn't hold it anymore, and Ji Ziyue's earlier contribution to the power he displayed just now gave him infinite mana, comparable to a generation of holy masters.
Now, Little Moon of the Ji family is semi-conscious, dying of serious injuries, and can no longer transmit mana to her.
Even so, Ye Fan's holding the extreme emperor's soldiers is still very terrifying. He poured the holy spring of life for Ji Ziyue and others, and drank it himself, just to motivate the emperor's soldiers.
"It's fate, you all go to hell for me!"
Ye Fan swept all the enemies, met Wan Chu and a dozen or so elders from the Zi Mansion in this position, and killed them at that time.
"Clatter..."
As soon as Jiu Litu opened, these people's faces were ashes, and they fled desperately, their bodies were burning with divine flames, wishing to burn their origins clean in a single breath.
"ah… "
There were screams one after another, under the weapons of the ancient emperor, the invincible king would be hated when he came, let alone them. Even though they are all big figures in the Holy Land, they are all in a state of panic at this time, like a bereaved dog.
Shouting in horror, these people fell like fallen leaves, and then collapsed into the sky and the earth, all of them died unexpectedly.
At the end of the endless void, seeing this scene, many strong men felt chills all over their bodies, from head to toe, how could they resist? The Eucharist went mad, endless Qinling shuddered, and it was unknown how many people would die.
Ye Fan was completely mad. He didn't know how many strong men fell into the sky along the way. The sky turned bloody. There was no one left in the central area, and the corpses fell down in the distant sky. land.
"It's you..."
Ahead, a golden banner was flapping, and a group of people were fleeing. It was the Supreme Elder of the Beiyuan Golden Family, as well as their young master and a powerful man.
"Ye Fan, if you start killing like this, there will be no place for you in the world!" one of them shouted, obviously stern.
"Seeing that you don't kill, what's the reason?!" Ye Fan rushed over like a gust of wind, and shouted: "I will kill the gods today, even if he is flooded, if my friend dies, I will kill you!" Overturn all Zhongzhou!"
"boom!"
He shook Jiulitu, and the big world almost collapsed. All the strongmen of the Beiyuan Golden Family screamed in horror, and then fell down like dumplings in a pot.
One after another dead bodies fell into the sky, including one of their young lords and a great power, as well as many grand elders, all died unexpectedly.
Ye Fan shook again, and all these corpses collapsed, and then the mountain peaks below were completely flattened and razed to the ground for hundreds of miles. In the distance, endless mountain ranges collapsed.
This is simply a scene of annihilation. This is because Ye Fan's magic power cannot continue and it is difficult to maintain. It is just a ray of extreme power, otherwise it is really unimaginable!
"Who on earth interfered with the Jidao Emperor's Army and let me take it?" Ye Fan killed Shifang, exhausted, and slowly calmed down.
Unless it is a sage who takes action and feels that the Taoist Nine Secret Weapon Artifacts have interfered with the ancient emperor's weapon, otherwise it is not enough for other people to come!
"Could it be that the battle against the Buddha in Ximo is really here?" He felt that it must not be an old lunatic.
Up to now, it was really difficult for Ye Fan to support himself. With the power of the emperor's weapon, he made a bloody road and rushed out of the Qinling Mountains.
During this process, Jiu Litu was still trembling, absorbing his infinite essence, mana flowed out like water, and he felt extremely weak.
"Bad thing!" Ye Fan secretly exclaimed that something was wrong, he almost fell into the sky.
"The emperor returns to his throne!" At the far end of the sky, some powerful emperors of the Jiuli Dynasty sat cross-legged, shouting loudly, reciting an ancient spell.
At the same time, the Holy Lord of Wanchu, the Holy Lord of Zifu, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang, the Lord of the Golden Family of Beiyuan, the Demon Lord of Nanling, the Divine Monk of Ximo and other super-excellent figures appeared and followed without any haste.
Moreover, there are emperor soldiers who can fluctuate, and some people come with extreme weapons.
Suddenly, a kind of supernatural power came from the other side, quickly approaching, and a loud roar came, saying: "Who dares to hurt my sister?!"
Ji Haoyue's hair was disheveled, and there was an ancient mirror hanging above her head, rushing towards her, and behind her were the Holy Master of the Ji family and two great experts from outside, urging her mana.