The Yin-Yang Death Curse, this is the strongest blow that the Yin-Yang Sect Masters of all ages struck before their death. No matter if you are a Holy Master or a Demon Lord, if you are hit, you will be doomed.
Senluo Hell, the Ten Halls of Yama, all kinds of virtual scenes emerged, one after another of the dark palaces, magnificent and terrifying, as if they had come to the realm of death.
The silver villain, less than a palm high, was transformed by the Yin-Yang leader's lifelong combat power. The blow before his death gathered his life's strength and turned into a blazing light to bury Ye Fan below.
"It's over, Xiao Yezi is doomed!"
"It's broken, there is no solution to the Yin-Yang Death Curse, as long as you are hit, you will definitely die!"
In the rear, the people who cared changed their colors. It was useless if the power came, and it would kill you if you touched it. There was no way to resolve it.
"Hold on, little leaf!" Ji Ziyue sat cross-legged in the void, her whole body blooming with radiance, and borrowed the power of the infinite heaven and earth to push a red gold magic lamp to her brother.
This is an incomplete holy weapon, left by the ancient saints of the Ji family. Although it has great shortcomings and cannot be compared with the real holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, it is extremely overbearing, and it is not a problem to obliterate the holy master.
The red-gold magic lamp is extremely precious, and for this reason, three powerful guardians came to help Ji Haoyue, urging it to move with the source of the god king.
"Hey!"
The ancient lamps flicker on and off, and have never been extinguished since ancient times. The red divine gold flashes with red clouds, which are incomparably bright and bright. The lights are bright, and a divine phoenix rises into the sky, resounding through the sky.
The Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix flew across the sky, wiped out the endless formation patterns, and the mountain range in front of it burned instantly like paper, and then turned into ashes.
"boo"
On the other side, a black and red ancient mirror appeared, sinking and floating, one side was as black as ink, and the other side was as red as blood, shooting out a ray of yin and yang death.
"Clang!"
The Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix kept colliding with this ancient mirror, and in just a split second, the infinite mountain range turned into a cloud of dust, leaving nothing behind!
During this process, almost all the people hiding in this area died, and neither of the two great masters escaped.
This terrifying sight made people farther away couldn't help trembling. These are the weapons of the ancient saints, and they are just incomplete imitations, not real holy objects handed down from generation to generation.
"The majesty of a saint is unshakable. A drop of blood essence is enough to kill a supreme holy master. Even though the crippled weapons are almost obliterated, they are still unable to resist."
"Little Ye Zi..." Everyone exclaimed, the Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix was very powerful, it was lingering around Ye Fan, but it couldn't dive down at all.
The Yin-Yang ancient mirror blocked the way, it was very terrifying, it swallowed the power of heaven and earth, and there was no way to get close. And even if it comes close, it is difficult to resolve, and it may be turned into ashes together.
At this time, Ye Fan felt as uncomfortable as a thousand arrows piercing his heart. The yin and yang death curse was coming to his body. It was a strange force that penetrated every hole and was hard to guard against.
Outside his body, visions such as splendid rivers and mountains, fairy kings approaching the nine heavens, and the golden sea of bitterness all appeared, but the most effective vision was the yin and yang diagram of life and death.
It is entangled with the death curse, constantly evolving, a yin and yang diagram ups and downs, exuding a frightening power, surrounded by Senluo Temple, ten directions of purgatory, etc.
"Yezi hold on!" Pangbo roared, and the demon emperor came out with nine cuts, containing the essence of his life, and was about to fight over.
"boom!"
A powerful member of the Ji family slapped him, pulled him with his hand, forcibly took his natal essence back, penetrated into his body, and said: "It doesn't work, it will only get you into it."
"Then what should I do?" Ji Ziyue asked, and after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth and spit out a beam of light, shooting at Ye Fan like a horse.
"Ziyue, what are you doing?" Ji Haoyue was taken aback, the vision of a rising sea and bright moon appeared, the blue sea was boundless, shimmering, and a round of bright moon rose, blocking that divine glow.
"This secret treasure is united with your primordial spirit. It cannot be sacrificed, let alone obliterated, otherwise you will fall." The power of the Ji family was so frightened that the souls of the dead were scared, and they hurriedly stopped it.
"Hey!"
Shenxia trembled, and was forcibly drawn back, submerged into Ji Ziyue's body, she shook for a while, and said: "This is the sacred item of the Bronze Immortal Palace, it should be able to break the death curse, and I will be fine."
"No, you are not united with it. If you use it rashly now, there will be death and catastrophe!" The elder of the Ji family quickly sealed her, fearing that she would mess around.
In the distance, everyone was shocked, they all knew that there was a secret treasure in Ji Ziyue's body, but they didn't expect it to be so big.
Endless years ago, someone carried half an "immortal corpse" from the Bronze Immortal Palace, and it was divided equally among the most powerful holy places in the Eastern Desolation. The Ji family got a fairy treasure from it and kept it in Ji Ziyue's body.
At the beginning, when she was in the Eastern Wasteland, the little girl had shown a strange look, saying that there was a treasure in Ji Ziyue's body, and it was this thing.
The Yin-Yang life-and-death mantra is very special, it is pervasive, and cannot be resisted by all kinds of secret techniques. Once it locks on a person, it will go straight to the source.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's body shook violently, and the Yin-Yang Death Curse entered his body, his vitality was completely extinguished, and he was full of lifeless energy, almost wanting to destroy everything about him.
"Suppression!"
He drank lightly in his mouth, nine ancient characters emerged and sank into his body, and the nine emperor characters in Taoist scriptures poured into the ground like mercury, and flowed in instantly to suppress the yin and yang curse of life and death.
"No, his realm is too low, even with the Great Emperor Formation, it can't really work at all, and it can't play a real role!" In the distance, a powerful member of the Ji family said.
The Yin-Yang Death Curse burns Ye Fan's divine power, destroys vitality, and wreaks havoc in his body, trying to devour him and completely transform him into a dead body.
This is not an ordinary attack, but a grievance, which is very strange and hard to guard against. Once locked on the Qi machine, it will never stop dying.
"Six Seals of Forbidden Immortals!"
In Ye Fan's eyes, a piece of runes flickered, and the boundless stars were flickering. He engraved words in his body with his spiritual thoughts, densely packed, like a vast starry sky.
"boom!"
The divine flame is burning, but it is still useless. The Yin-Yang Death Curse cannot be extinguished. It inherits a kind of origin between heaven and earth, and is an intangible and insubstantial thing.
"ah… "
Ye Fan yelled, the golden blood flowing all over his body quickly, his heart thundered like a drum, and the fluctuations made people's ear bones humming.
The Yin-Yang Death Curse can kill the Holy Lord. He relied on his strong physique to resist until now. Yin-Yang runes appeared one after another on Ye Fan's body surface, full of death.
"Little Yezi!" Li Heishui and others yelled, anxious but unable to help.
Ye Fan struggled to raise the mace in his hand, which was lent to him by Dongfang Ye, and it could exert the divine power of the ancient saint's weapon, but it was useless at this time.
Unless, he also kills himself, otherwise there is no way, the curse is invisible, and he will be one with him long ago.
Ye Fan trembled all over, sitting cross-legged in the void, in the four secret realms of Lunhai, Taoist Palace, Siji, and Hualong, there were chanting sounds, resounding through the sky.
He has four powerful ancient scriptures in his practice. Although they are all incomplete, they are unparalleled in the world when they are put together, and they possess the supreme truth of the Dao.
The scriptures are like thunder, like dragons, like phoenixes, and like lins, resounding through the nine heavens and ten earths, the wind and cloud change, the sky and the earth turn pale, but it is still difficult to erase the curse.
"The sacred body is shocking. He has all kinds of secrets. If he reaches the realm of the Holy Master, he will be almost invincible. It is not a problem to break the Yin-Yang Death Curse, but at this time his realm is too low!" Shock.
"The death curse that turned into a living fossil level did not wipe him out immediately. It's really shocking!" People in the hostile forces felt cold in their hearts. Such a holy body is really dreadful. Who can be the enemy when they grow up in the future
"Break it!"
Ye Fan yelled loudly, but he still couldn't do anything about it. The death curse was invisible and entangled with his origin. The fatal blow of a living fossil couldn't be broken at all with his current state.
All kinds of attempts and all kinds of efforts were in vain. Ye Fan became ruthless and refused to resist. He triggered the death curse and rushed to the depths of his wheel sea origin.
Now, there are two pieces of green copper, all of which are in the presence of the old gods, and there is no response, so he used this to attack the treasure of Zhongzhou.
"boom!"
Endless brilliance shot out from his body, and the dead energy boiled, like boiling a pot, and collapsed in all directions.
"The Holy Eucharist still persists..." People could hardly believe it.
The Yin-Yang Death Curse rushed into the sea of wheels and hit two pieces of green copper. It was thrown out at the first time, and most of the shock was scattered, and it was forced out of the eye of the sea god spring.
"Bastard!" Ye Fan cursed, the two pieces of old copper did not move, shook off the death curse, and became still like a rock, doing nothing.
In the end, he changed his color, and the curse rushed towards his sea of consciousness, trying to destroy his god!
The physical body collapses, but it can be repaired. If the spiritual consciousness is destroyed, the whole person will cease to exist. Ye Fan let out a long cry, and had no choice but to give up the physical body and escape the spiritual consciousness first.
Between his eyebrows, the small golden lake was beating, and a little golden figure exactly like him stepped forward, about to soar into the sky.
However, the dead air was like a deep sea, blocking the way forward, imprisoning him in front of his eyebrows, making it difficult to escape.
"It's broken, the Yin-Yang Death Curse, the most terrifying aspect is manifested, everything is incinerated, and everything is indestructible!"
But everyone who understands is backsliding, trembling with fear, and the terrible death curse has fully erupted, and there is no room for it to be resolved.
"Heaven and earth are furnaces, yin and yang are fire, burn the gods, and destroy all spirits!"
This is the Yin-Yang Death Curse, which was created by the most powerful generation of ancient saints. According to legend, in his later years invincible in the world, he met a foreign god, self-destructed his body, and obliterated the god.
The world is like a copper furnace, and the death curse is a fire, burning blazingly, roasting Ye Fan's body and refining his consciousness.
"Clatter..."
The golden villain transformed by Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts opened his mouth and took a breath, and took an ancient picture from the cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things, and put it on his body.
There are stars twinkling on it, like a map of the starry sky, with the luster of a flowing dream. It is the fairy treasure brought out from the Chaos Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, and has been held by the Fighting Saint Emperor and the Ruthless Emperor successively.
"boom!"
The death curse erupted in an all-round way, but it failed to destroy Ye Fan immediately, but burned him almost to pieces.
"Not dead yet!" In the distance, all the hostile forces felt chills in their hearts. The vitality of the Eucharist was too strong. Even with the protection of secret treasures, it couldn't last so long.
"Little Yezi hold on, if you can't break it, you will exhaust the power of the death curse!" Ji Ziyue shouted.
"Yes, the Yin-Yang Sect Master has been exhausted, and then his death curse will be exhausted, let him die in vain, leaving no regrets!" Pang Bo and others also shouted.
"He can last for half an hour at most!"
"Maybe I can last for a day!"
The secret opponents all sneered, and many people prepared to collect the corpse here.
One hour, two hours, three hours...
One day, two days, three days...
Ye Fan really persevered, and it took a full eight days, but he was still alive and struggling!
"Damn it, is the Nine Lives Cat reincarnated?"
"Damn it, why are you still alive!"
The hostile people couldn't sit still, but there was nothing they could do. Eight days had passed, and the Qishi mansion had already been alarmed. Several powerful deputy mansion masters came and set up a ten-direction formation to guard here.
Ten days, twenty days, thirty days...
A month later, Ye Fan's bones were burned out, and his flesh and blood were almost dry, but he was still alive.
"Why aren't you dead yet?!"
"Little Yezi hold on, the power of the Death Curse is almost exhausted!"
The reactions of hostile people and friendly people are completely different, but one thing is the same, that is, they are agitated and difficult to calm down.
This time, the yin and yang death curse appeared, and it took a month to refine Ye Fan, which alarmed all major forces in Zhongzhou, and many big figures came to watch.
Not to mention the talents in the Qishi Mansion, and many young masters from Zhongzhou, all rushed here, and people watched the center of the field every day.
In a flash of seventy-seven forty-nine days, Ye Fan's body was almost burnt out, his bones protruded, his flesh and blood were ruined, and his golden blood was almost dried up.
This was torture like purgatory, and his consciousness was also erratic. The little golden figure remained motionless, sitting cross-legged in front of his brows, drowned by the flames of the death curse.
Ye Fan knew that he was able to persevere not only because the vitality of the holy body surpassed that of others, but also because the green copper block and the starry sky map were not useful, but they were also very useful.
Heaven and earth are furnaces, and yin and yang are fire, turning into a terrifying divine furnace, which truly manifests and traps Ye Fan in it for calcination.
"boom!"
On the forty-ninth day, there was a sudden thunder and lightning in the sky, and the wind was strong, and the blazing electric light poured down, like the nine-day Milky Way falling.
"Pervert, crossing the robbery at this time!"
"Seventy-nine days of training failed to kill him, but he broke through at this time!"
"How is it possible, the Eucharist is too scary, did the Yin Yang leader die in vain? Ye Fan actually triggered a catastrophe in the dying state, and he wants to use this to regenerate a floor."
Everyone found it inconceivable that Ye Fan was too tenacious. He was unyielding after being refined for forty-nine days, and he still broke through at this juncture, which is really abnormal.
"boom!"
The thunder and lightning falling from the sky is more terrifying than the previous catastrophes, because this time it is a breakthrough to a big secret realm, not a small realm.
The dragon transforms into a great perfection, the dragon leaps over the fairy platform, and the catastrophe triggered by it is terrifying and frightening!
In Ye Fan's withered body, a big dragon in the spine raised its head and headed straight to Xiantai, becoming an eternal divine light, looking down on the world.
This dragon has really been revived, and now it is going to enter a higher realm, spit out a fairy bead, and turn it into a supreme immortal platform!
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