"Come again!" This voice was like a curse, making everyone in the Golden Crow tremble.
"Woo..." The third arrow was finally shot out, still tens of miles long, piercing the clouds and making a piercing whining sound.
There are lines one after another on the body of the arrow, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, and Ye Fan has given the imprint of the Tao, which is the embodiment of his ideas!
This arrow shot at the third prince of the Golden Crow tribe, pierced through for hundreds of miles, the seal of the Dao descended from the sky, the auspicious color was transpiring, the sky rumbled like thunder, the scene was frightening.
The third prince of the Golden Crow Clan, this is a super powerful Junyan, he melted away in one go, and performed the Golden Crow's maneuvering technique, turning into a golden cloud, avoiding this fatal blow.
The others breathed a sigh of relief, and finally they didn't shoot the third prince, otherwise it would be too terrifying.
"The same arrow style, can't you continue to use it? Melt him, and set all the altars on fire at all costs!" The third prince of Jinwu had dark eyes, and ordered loudly, full of murderous intent.
"Woo..."
The magic sound returned, and the tens of miles long horse shot back at a faster speed, shocking the world.
"careful!"
"No, third prince!"
The two elders of the Golden Crow tribe shouted, their eyes were about to burst, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, but it was already too late.
"puff!"
The Shenhong, which was tens of miles long, flew back, piercing the back of the third prince's head with an arrow, carrying his body forward for more than a hundred miles, and then exploded, sending stones and broken bones flying everywhere.
This arrow not only gathered Ye Fan's divine power, but also imprinted his indestructible will, engraved with his divine sense of enlightenment, and will never stop until he kills the enemy.
When the divine arrow returned, it swallowed the energy of the ten directions, and it was even more terrifying than when it just left the Wanshang Bow. It was Ye Fan's will that dominated all of this!
Another prince of the Golden Crow clan was shot dead without any suspense, it was very clean and neat, and everyone in the Golden Crow clan felt chills all over their bodies.
"boom!"
All the altars were on fire, and the eyes of the Golden Crow were so excited that they wanted to destroy all the ancient altars at all costs and let Ye Fan be buried together.
On Ye Fan's shoulder, the child was sobbing softly, his big bright eyes were filled with tears, pitiful, his little hands stretched down together, although he was hundreds of feet away from the sea, but he still wanted to catch something , sobbing sadly, crying sadly: "Uncle Jiang..."
Ye Fan did not take the child into the cauldron, but wanted him to experience the so-called war. His road was destined to be uneven, and he could not be raised as a flower in a greenhouse.
"Grow up, be strong, this is your best memory and dedication to Uncle Jiang!" Ye Fan said as he patted his head.
Then, his eyes turned cold again, and he still bent his bow and set his arrows, aiming Shenhong at the last target, the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow Clan!
This time, a total of five of the top ten princes came here, and he wanted to shoot them one by one without giving them a chance.
"Quickly, let the ancient god formation burn and stop him!" The elder of the Golden Crow tribe shouted, while the Seventh Prince had already rushed to the sky, fleeing desperately, away from this ancient formation.
"It's useless, you can't get away today!" Ye Fan's voice was very cold, stirring over the ink sea, causing the entire ocean to hit the clouds with furious waves, hitting the sky high.
He used the Xingzi Jue to pass through one layer after another of the restrictions, and stood alone in the sky. He bent his bow and set an arrow like a full moon, and his whole body was as bright as a round of the sun, arousing the essence of the nine heavens.
"Hey!"
Finally, with an arrow shot, the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow turned into a huge golden divine bird and flew out for more than a hundred miles, but he still failed to escape the catastrophe.
"puff!"
He was pierced through the head by an arrow, and he let out a shrill scream. Golden feathers flew all over the sky, and golden blood bloomed like haze, dyeing the sky.
The body of the huge golden bird, like a collapsing mountain, was torn apart and fell into the depths of the black sea, splashing one big wave after another.
"ah… "
The two elders of the Golden Crow clan yelled, and their anger pierced through the nine heavens. This is a great hatred, a great hatred of the whole clan.
Today, the Third Prince, Fourth Prince, Fifth Prince, Seventh Prince, and Eighth Prince of Jinwu were all killed, and their fall in one day will surely shake the world.
The ten princes of the Golden Crow clan, each with powerful mana, looked down on the world. They were said to be good stories, and they were a sign of the peak prosperity of the Golden Crow clan.
However, on this day, everything was shattered, and the five Jinwu princes died at the hands of one person, which became a great shame.
At the same time, one doesn't need to think about it to know that this will surely make the boy surnamed Ye supremely famous. Bending his bow and shooting at the Golden Crow, falling for five consecutive days in one day, this will become a good talk!
Stepping on the corpses of the Golden Crow clan, becoming the focus of attention from all over the world, gathering all the auras in one body, this kind of result is already predictable.
The elders of the Golden Crow tribe were mad with hatred, and the young man surnamed Ye had made his name with the skeletons of a few geniuses of the Golden Crow tribe. Just thinking about it made them go crazy and their hearts bleed.
"If we can't let him get away, we will burn everything together, and everyone will die here, so I have to get rid of him!" The two old golden crows said fiercely.
"Boom..."
Dozens of sacrificial altars were burning, turning into a monstrous fire, in which there was supreme murderous intent, tens of thousands of golden crows were contending, shining golden light, flapping their wings to the sky!
The ancient killing formation showed its most terrifying side. Thousands of crows flew together, spread their wings and volleyed in the air, breathing out murderous aura, and this place became a golden ocean.
"Are you going to fight to the death?!" Ye Fan climbed up to the sky step by step, with an extremely calm expression. He looked at the poor child who was still crying on his shoulder, and said, "Take a good rest."
Next, he will have a brutal and bloody battle, and he does not intend to let young children watch it, because it must be moderate, and it is enough for them to see the previous battle.
Too much gore, too horrific scenes of blood flowing into a river, is really not suitable for such a young child, and it is not good for his growth.
Ye Fan flicked lightly, and the poor child fell into a coma. He was still calling the old servant in his sleep, with two lines of crystal clear teardrops hanging on his face.
Ye Fan poured a few sips of the divine spring into his mouth, helped him survive, then put it into a jade bottle, and began to prepare for a bloody battle.
"Killing my Golden Crow and beheading our prince, how can I repay this kind of shame?!" An old Golden Crow roared to mobilize morale.
"Blood debt is repaid with blood. I will be sentenced to death by the Jinwu clan. I will be slaughtered for three years and six months with 36,000 golden feather knives. I will crush the primordial spirit with a millstone, and I will be in purgatory forever!"
Hundreds of Golden Crow masters yelled, all of them almost berserk, here is a big formation sealing the sky, swords chirping, ghosts crying and gods howling!
"kill!"
"Kill his soul, cut off his body, and wash away the shame of our Golden Crow clan!"
Everyone of the Golden Crow tribe went crazy, everyone roared together, the sound shook the world, and the entire North Sea was almost boiling.
In the distance, some monks faintly heard it, and all of them changed their colors. Seeing ghosts and gods crying in front of them, gloomy clouds, like heaven descending, they all avoided.
Seeing this high morale, Ye Fan didn't say much. He used the Xingzi Jue to break the ban, soaring directly to the sky, and swung the Six Paths of Samsara Fist, creating a twilight of the fallen gods. The gods wailed, and all kinds of visions varied.
"boom!"
The power of this punch contained the energy of Ye Fan's whole body, and it was the embodiment of his sublimation of Dao power. His indomitable progress was his Dao fruit in the past four years!
"ah… "
As soon as the power of the punch came out, more than a dozen burning ancient altars in front of him were smashed, and the domineering aura was like a turbulent wave hitting the shore, with chaotic rocks and clouds, covering the sky and covering the earth.
Ye Fan charged in this ancient killing formation, killing a blood-stained sky!
The power of this punch caused more than forty experts of the Golden Crow tribe to fall, all of them were smashed into the void, and died together with their altars.
Ye Fan shattered the confidence and morale of the Jinwu clan with the six-way reincarnation fist. The remaining 70 or 80 people all shut up, and no one clamored.
"When you murdered the Holy Queen, did you ever have a similar feeling? It's really nice to say blood debts, I'm standing here, all of you come together!"
Ye Fan stood calmly, his body was stained with blood, but none of it belonged to him, it was all left by his opponents.
"kill!"
"We can't let him leave alive. Bending his bow and shooting five princes of our family in one day, this is a great shame for the whole family!"
The two old Golden Crows screamed hoarsely, with their golden hair disheveled, and roared to the sky.
Once it is spread, the Golden Crow Clan will not be able to lift their heads at all, and the so-called reputation will plummet, and Ye Fan, the young man who stepped on the bones of the Golden Crow Clan, will surely be famous all over the world.
"Okay, let's kill it!" Ye Fan's voice was flat, but there was a bloody smell rushing towards his face, which was extremely chilling.
"Clank..."
In the sky, sword lights clanged and screamed, and I don't know how many divine swords shot out, and thousands of golden crows fluttered their wings, turning into golden lights and killing Ye Fan.
This is the altar of the ancient killing formation burning, releasing the most terrifying power. If it were any supreme holy master, I am afraid that he would die here with hatred.
However, Ye Fan has mastered the Xingzi Jue. Although this kind of magic formation has posed a great threat to him, it is still difficult to kill him today.
Seeing that the old lunatic used this secret, he has already touched the time domain, and Ye Fan himself has been enlightened in the Eye of the North Sea for more than four years. It can be said that he has advanced to an extremely deep level, and there are few ancient formations that can trap him.
"boom!"
Ye Fan made a move, mercilessly, and took the shot of Fan Tianyin, and the dozen strong men of the Golden Crow tribe in front of him were all turned into flesh, including six half-step powers. The so-called killing array couldn't stop him.
"Summon the ancient Great Sage of the Golden Crow!"
The two elders roared loudly, their bodies faded away like the way of transformation, and merged with tens of thousands of Golden Crows in that formation, turning into two even more terrifying Zu Wu, shining brightly in the world.
The two ancient ancestor Wu's golden radiance stretched across the world, wielding the power of hundreds of millions of equals, fighting until the North Sea boiled and would dry up!
Here ghosts were weeping and gods were howling, and all the powerhouses of the Golden Crow clan followed up to fight against Ye Fan, and it became a blood-stained sky.
I don't know how long the war has been going on, all the ancient altars have collapsed, countless golden feathers are flying, the sky is full of blood, and the sea is red.
Corpses fell one after another, and the Golden Crow clan was completely killed and injured. Everyone was killed, and the sky was stained with blood.
In this battle, Ye Fan single-handedly fought hundreds of masters of the Golden Crow Clan, among them there are many powerful, veterans, and future inheritors of the Golden Crow Clan, all of whom were killed!
This is a world of bloodshed, Ye Fan was covered in blood, he started killing, and the war shook the North Sea!
It is conceivable how terrible the consequences of this battle are, and the storm that will soon spread out can be expected.
Yin Tiande, Goddess Yi Qingwu, Lu Ya and all the masters in the world will probably be shocked.