"Four years ago, you killed the ninth prince of my Jinwu clan and the elders of our clan with a goddess furnace, and now you are fighting with my Jinwu clan. Do you think that one person can stop my entire clan?!" An old Jinwu stood up with a serious expression on his face. like water.
This is a Daoist over half a century old, with blond hair and shawls, a handsome appearance, a pair of golden pupils that are strange and terrifying, tall and slender, holding a golden wooden staff.
Obviously, he has a very high status and has a pivotal position in the Jinwu tribe. Standing at the front, many people are very respectful.
"You can see your own pain, but you can't see the pain of others. When you Jinwu clan exterminated the human race, the Holy Queen, did you ever change your position and think?" Ye Fan's body exuded a golden mist, which steamed upwards, billowing like clouds, Accompanied by bursts of thunder, he shouted: "Man said it is your clan, even if another ten clans come, I will kill them as well!"
"Really, Poor Daoxuan wants to see how powerful you are, dare to speak so arrogantly." The half-century Taoist stepped forward with a golden wooden stick in his hand.
He was wearing a golden crown and gossip gown. He had no happiness or worries, but he gave off a very dangerous aura. His long golden hair was loose, and he walked step by step, very steady.
The Jinwu clan is very special, their names and so on are very weird, they all depend on their own preferences, and some people have received some ancient Taoist inheritance and pretended to be Taoists.
Ye Fan was very calm, didn't say much, and stepped forward step by step. This is definitely a formidable opponent, trapped by Xian San's Dao, the whole person is like a golden abyss.
"Clang!"
This half-century-old Taoist named Xuan Yi, a black iron mountain appeared above his head, towering like a Kunlun, with a "Xuan" word engraved on it, and a cloud of mist evaporated and enveloped him.
He was walking up and down with a golden wooden staff in his hand, walking steadily, standing in the void, and whipping downwards.
"boom!"
The black ocean was hit to the bottom in an instant, presenting a huge vacuum crater tens of thousands of feet high. All the waves splashed up and soared into the sky, scattering the clouds.
The golden wooden stick in the hands of Xuan Daoist, like a mountain range, became longer and thicker, and swept down with heavy force.
"Zheng!"
A sound of saber resounded through the heaven and earth, and Ye Fan used the Bing Jue to capture the Jade Blood Demon Saber that fell into the sea, and the saber turned towards the sky, striking the wooden stick.
"Snapped!"
Xuan Daoist flicked his wrist, and the golden wooden stick slid down along the body of the knife, hitting Ye Fan's hand bone, and burst out a golden flame with a bang.
This is the Sun Fire Essence refined by him for more than two thousand years of cultivation. It burns everything, and even a little bit of the leader-level figure will become ashes.
However, Ye Fan didn't care about it, the brilliance of Xiantai flashed, the center of his eyebrows split, and the golden fire essence was drawn in, refining everything completely.
"The Ancient Sun Book!"
"He has practiced the Sun Ancient Scripture!"
Many people of the Golden Crow tribe cried out, they never forgot this Heavenly Art, so they naturally knew all its characteristics, and they all showed shock.
"boom!"
The black iron mountain above Xuan Yi's old Taoist head was as black as ink, towering toweringly, with tens of thousands of black lights hanging down, sweeping over.
This was a huge tearing force, and the black light submerged the long knife in Ye Fan's hand like a wave of water.
"Clang!"
The magic knife wailed and trembled again and again, and the blade was about to shatter.
Ye Fan's strength is so great, his physical body is unparalleled, it is impossible for others to take the weapon away from him.
"when!"
The green long knife was broken into two pieces, one half was held in Ye Fan's hand, and the other half was swept by the black light, refined into fine gold, and sank into the black iron mountain.
"Xuanci Mountain!"
Ye Fan was amazed, this is a rare and precious material for refining equipment, such a small piece of soybean grains weighs more than ten thousand junctures, contains immortal magnetism, and is naturally capable of defeating fine gold soldiers.
The Golden Crow clan has always been very prosperous. It has destroyed many human races and received many inheritances. This is a secret treasure of an ancient Taoist sect, and it has ancient methods of practice.
Xuan Yi is a strong man who has lived for 2,800 years. He has been stuck on the ninth small step of the second floor of Sendai for more than 2,000 years. His strength is astonishing.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fan squeezed the mountain seal with his hands, blasted into the sky, collided violently with the Xuanci mountain, cut off the magic magnetism light, and sent it flying across the sky thousands of feet away.
"It's really scary!" Xuan Yi's old man looked serious.
He has been studying the ancient Taoism of the human race, and his strength is unfathomable. He has been trapped in this situation for more than two thousand years because of the three immortals.
A living fossil like him, coupled with the Seven Forbidden Domain, can definitely run rampant in the world, and it is rare to meet opponents, but now when he meets Ye Fan, he is suppressed.
It can be said that he is unparalleled in strength, and he is one of the most famous figures in the Jinwu clan. He has a great voice and few people dare to offend him. He is an important old man.
"brush!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan disappeared from the void, which surprised everyone, which was really weird.
On the sky, a golden lightning appeared from nothingness. Ye Fan pierced through the air with the Great Void Technique, quickly forced it over, and shot it down with the Void Great Handprint.
This is a big golden hand, like a golden cloud, rolling down, majestic and mighty, covering Xuan Taoist and his Xuanci Mountain below.
This is a shocking pressure, like Jiuchongtian being blasted down, pressing down on Xuan Yi old man, making his hair stand on end, and his loose golden hair fluttering.
"rise!"
With a soft shout, he blasted against the sky with the Xuanci Mountain, blocking the golden big handprint, and the magnetism of tens of thousands of gods was extremely terrifying, piercing the sky.
Ye Fan was amazed, this precious material was really against the heavens, it was simply a piece of "jade in the rough", if carefully refined, it would surely amaze the world.
He turned his palms into claws and fell down, still covering the sky and the sun. He grabbed the Xuanci mountain with a "bang", held it firmly in his hand, and wiped it hard, cutting off all the souls on it. This change of owner.
Then, like a heavenly emperor descending into the world, he grabbed the majestic magnetic mountain with his big golden hands, as if holding the great seal of a heavenly emperor, and covered it with all his strength.
Xuan Dao's heart is full of fear, his methods are against the sky, his strength is so strong, he can run rampant in the world, but at this time he is so passive, his body is cold, and he is about to burst.
With a whistling sound from his mouth, he transformed into a huge golden crow, flapped its wings, and wanted to escape. But, after all, it was a step too late, the big golden hand in the sky, like the seal of the emperor of heaven, covered it down, and smashed one of his wings with a puff.
The blood was stained red, and the old golden crow groaned softly, fell obliquely, and turned into a Taoist again, the entire left arm disappeared, dripping with blood.
Everyone was astonished. Xuan Dao's human skill was involved in good fortune, and he touched the realm of the seven forbidden areas. He was trapped by the Dao of Cutting, and there are very few opponents who can kill him in this world.
Everyone rushed forward, knowing that Xuan Yi was not an opponent, they came to support and wanted to kill Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan's speed was even faster. He didn't want to end the battle. He wanted to completely eliminate the old golden crow. He came to the front in the blink of an eye, covering the sky with the black iron mountain in his hand.
Xuan Taoist flew back, held the wooden stick in his right hand, and drew back a blow, the golden light rushed like a great river, forming a galaxy storm.
"puff!"
When Xuanci Mountain fell, it shattered the stick, turning it into golden powder all over the sky. What's more, the black mountain is so huge that it also presses the old Taoist Xuan Yi under it.
A splash of blood splattered, and the old man of the Golden Crow tribe was crushed to the bone and his tendons were broken. The moment his soul rushed up, he was chopped into fly ash by a golden Dao sword that flew out from the center of Ye Fan's eyebrows.
"kill!"
"Revenge for Patriarch Xuan Yi!"
The people of the Jinwu tribe were angry, and they attacked together, and they all rushed to the central area, and all kinds of magic weapons were flying all over the sky.
"Clang!", "Clang!"...
Ye Fan urged the seized black iron mountain, and tens of thousands of gods and gods charged up, destroying most of the golden magic weapons in the sky at that time, which had a magical effect.
At the same time, he stared at a powerful person, turned into a blazing lightning and flew over. The Xingzi Jue made him feel as if he had entered the land of no one, and he would kill him with a single fist.
Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!
After four years of enlightenment, he had a deeper understanding of this kind of supreme fist, and he went forward indomitably, destroying everything, and that mighty man screamed and was crushed by one punch!
"Set up the Golden Crow God Formation!"
Among them, one of the elders yelled loudly, all the masters of the Golden Crow clan retreated, banners were unfurled in the sky, flames were rising, and divine clouds were rolling.
More than a hundred masters from the Golden Crow tribe came, and three great masters died. At this time, there are still two terrifying veterans, and four powerful Golden Crow princes.
"Let me refine him!" The princes of the Golden Crow clan gritted their teeth. Ye Fan beheaded their two brothers. Naturally, it was a deadlock.
In the sky, altars appeared one after another. This was an ancient killing formation. They wanted to trap Ye Fan and refine him.
"Zheng!", "Zheng!", "Zheng!"...
Thousands of swords blared, golden crows filled the sky, and thousands of sword glows rushed from every ancient altar, flying towards Ye Fan in the center.
This is an ancient killing formation, and a lot of energy has turned into golden crows, culled down, covering the sky and covering the sun, everywhere.
In this ancient formation formed by intertwined divine light, Ye Fan is like a god traveling, covering a golden Tai Chi circle all over his body, stepping on the Xingzi Jue, and moving quickly.
He first landed on the reef, took away the forbidden array set by the nine gods, picked up the crying child who was about to faint, put it on his shoulder, and said: "Don't cry, Send your Uncle Jiang on his way."
The body of the old servant was buried in the black sea by him. The young child cried hoarsely, his voice was hoarse, and he stretched out his little hand weakly to grab into the sea.
"Crying can't solve the problem. Your Uncle Jiang hopes that you can grow up. Now I will teach you the first lesson."
Ye Fan put him on his shoulders, soared into the sky, stood in the center of the ancient killing formation, and said: "Do you really think that a magic formation can trap me?!"
The Fourth Prince of Jinwu said solemnly: "Let's talk about it after you escape."
"Activate the ancient formation for me, smash his bones to ashes, and never be reborn!" The Fifth Prince of Jinwu ordered coldly and loudly.
The ancient killing formation, swallowing the essence of the world, for a while, the dark wind howled, and the dark clouds flooded the sky, all of a sudden, it was extremely terrifying.
"Uncle Jiang, don't go, I miss you, I have no relatives, only you..." The poor child wept and whimpered.
Ye Fan led him up against the sky, holding the Wanshang Bow in his hand, and said: "Only by growing up, only by becoming stronger, can you comfort your Uncle Jiang, look forward to it!"
"Buzz!"
There was a slight tremor, the bowstring was loosened, and a golden light stretched for dozens of miles, rising against the sky!
This arrow gathered all his strength, was endowed with life by him, and infused with his perception of the Great Dao. As soon as it appeared, the heaven and the earth rang in harmony, the Dao rumbled, and the auspicious colors descended from the sky!
"puff!"
A streak of blood splashed, and the fourth prince of Jinwu yelled loudly. An arrow pierced through the center of his eyebrows. The Shenhong stretched for tens of miles, and he shattered into the void.
"What?"
"Fourth Prince!"
…
Everyone of the Jinwu tribe shouted loudly, all terrified.
"Come again!" Ye Fan yelled, and once again bent his bow to the sky, his divine power was circulating, the energy in his body was boiling, and his whole body was made of gold.
"puff!"
A divine rainbow several tens of kilometers long pierced through the air, nailed on the forehead of the Fifth Prince of Jinwu, flew hundreds of kilometers away with the dead body, and then shattered into a blood mist!
"Come again!" Ye Fan yelled again, this voice was like a curse from Jiuyou Hell, making everyone in the Jinwu tribe terrified and couldn't help trembling.