Blood dripping, shocking!
Ye Fan stepped on Zitian and fell from the sky. His chest was crushed with one foot, and it was torn apart. The sole of his foot passed through and stepped on the ground.
This scene stunned everyone. I don't know how many leaders there are in this garden, and I don't know how many rising stars in Nanling.
The blood-stained demeanor and the scene of bloodshed are more powerful than any words. The majestic Young Master of the Valley of the Gods, an heir to the ancient royal family, was defeated by the human holy body.
Ye Fan didn't play tricks at all, he didn't even show his weapons, pure aesthetics of violence, crushing everything with a pair of golden fists.
Invincible! Everyone felt it, and there was such a belief in his heart.
Ye Fan's decisive words and deeds made people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles, and smashing everything in front of him with one punch.
Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all had pale faces, and their hearts were beating in the distance, feeling very uneasy.
Wu Fei, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens, is alright, and the bright pearls are also restless, wondering if Fang and the young master of the Valley of the Gods have criticized the human saint when they smiled sweetly.
Many people were shocked, all watching from afar, no one dared to approach.
The ground was scarlet, Ye Fan stepped there like this, Zitian's body was torn apart, at this moment a big golden hand pressed down, this was to completely end his life.
Zitian yelled, extremely shrill, his body completely collapsed and turned into a brilliance, but everyone was surprised, it was his own initiative.
A blazing light emerged, and another Zitian stood in the void, escaped from Ye Fan's feet, united with the primordial spirit, and rushed forward.
There was a roar in the whole world, and all kinds of avenues emerged. What is immortal, what is eternal, what is eternal, it seems to be shattered.
A god!
Everyone felt this kind of aura. This light-like purple sky merged with the primordial spirit, making it even more frightening. It froze the void all of a sudden, and everything seemed to stop for a short moment.
"Is it really for nothing that you call me the Valley of the Gods?" Zi Tiandu felt cold.
It was difficult for Ye Fan's body to move, and he was bound in the void. The god-like light body in front of him shot out terrifying beams of light.
"We are majoring in the gods, and the body is just a post!" Zitian shouted, killing Ye Fan's soul, and destroying him in the immortal platform.
In the Valley of the Gods, the ultimate goal is to cultivate the primordial spirit, refine one's own gods, and when one reaches the highest level, one will abandon the physical body.
Zitian is far from reaching the highest level, if he hadn't been forced to such a desperate situation, he wouldn't have dared to use it at all, because he would be wiped out at every turn!
However, today he succeeded without any danger.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan's flesh shell seemed to be struck by lightning, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a stream of blood overflowed, but his body did not fall down, and he still stood upright.
"What a powerful physique, it would be a pity to destroy it, leave it to me as a station, and become the real body in the future." Zitian laughed, extremely cruel.
His body emitted a more terrifying light, shooting at Ye Fan's eyebrows, there was a soft bang, another crack appeared, and blood flowed.
"Breaking your Xiantai, taking your flesh shell, the human holy body will become my body from now on!" He yelled frantically, rushing forward.
In the distance, everyone was horrified. No one thought that Zitian had such terrifying methods. The physical body is not important, and the gods who have truly cultivated are the most terrifying.
"You can go to die and give me this powerful body." Zi Tiandu shouted, with a ferocious expression, wanting to turn into a blazing light and penetrate Ye Fan's fairy platform.
"boom!"
Suddenly a big golden hand stretched out and grabbed him, pinching it in the palm of his hand, Ye Fanhan said in a cold voice: "God, it's nothing more than that!"
"What, how can you break through, the imprisonment is eternal, no one in the second heaven of Xiantai can escape this kind of bondage." Zi Tian shouted, until this moment, he was terrified.
"The Valley of the Gods has this kind of secret technique, which really surprises me, but it's not enough to kill me with this." Ye Fan's body was constantly transpiring with golden fighting spirit, and the blazing breath was overwhelming, and the place was flooded with immeasurable holy light.
What bondage, what imprisonment, what eternity has been broken.
"Ah..." Zitian yelled and struggled violently, but it was useless. Ye Fan's big hands were closing together, and his light body was slowly fading away.
Relying on your own efforts, step by step from hell to heaven, and reverse everything, it will be full of sense of accomplishment and endless joy in spirit, but if you just climb up, you will be kicked down by someone, which is worse than reincarnation on the 18th floor of hell. sorrow.
"No!" Zitian was completely hopeless, thinking that at a critical moment, he would turn the tide of the battle and trample on the unworldly enemy, but he never thought that it would still be nothing.
Everyone was chilling, they asked themselves, if it were them, no one would be able to escape this catastrophe, the secret technique of the Valley of the Gods is sudden and terrifying.
A veritable Jedi counter-kill! However, Ye Fan forcefully suppressed it back, and did not achieve the desired effect.
"I don't want to die, the patriarch's mantra, taboo magic, borrow the power of the sky, borrow the light of the Tao, burn it for me!" Zitian roared unwillingly, with a ferocious expression on his face.
On his body, there is an ancient character blooming with a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there is an engraved character on his soul, exuding a terrifying coercion of a saint.
"The breath of the ancient ancestor king!"
Ye Fan yelled that it was not good, it was the handwriting of an ancient sage, and Zi Tiandu was the inheritor of the Valley of the Gods, and he really got shelter and doting.
"Buzz!"
His Xiantai is dazzling, a golden villain exactly like him, flying out with a small tripod in his arms, and merged with the Dao of Heaven and Earth.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the void seemed to freeze, which was many times stronger than Zitiandu's eternal imprisonment.
Taiji Ye Fan's divine form, reversed and returned, Yuanshen merged with Dao, became an elusive point, rushed out of the original body sky, and turned into a variable!
Like a ray of primordial light, nothing can stop it, Yuanshen held the small cauldron and suppressed it from the sky, blasting Zitiandu's soul to pieces with a bang.
Everything is quiet, only one point of Wuji, formed by the reversal of Tai Chi, is moving, that is Ye Fan's Yuanshen and Xiaoding.
In the distance, the people watching the battle were also motionless, as if they were frozen in this picture scroll.
"boom!"
It wasn't until Zitiandu's soul exploded and Ye Fan's soul came back with a tripod, that all this seemed to be active again.
Ye Fan fled far away in an instant, and left the scene, Zitian was completely annihilated, without even a scream, he became dust.
"Who is it that kills my descendants without leaving any room?!" A majestic voice yelled, and there was an ancient character in the void that burst into heavenly light.
"It's me!" Ye Fan stood in the sky, happy and fearless.
"Buzz!"
That ancient character was so radiant that it turned into a big purple claw, covering the sky and covering the ground. It was going to turn it into ashes and destroy everything.
The world trembles!
Ye Fan made a decisive move, and the golden fighting spirit boiled over, flooding the heavens and the earth, rebelling against the sky and confusing everyone's vision.
He carved eighteen ancient characters in the void, nine of which were recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and the other nine were recorded in the Sun scriptures, opening up a small world cage, covering all auras and completely isolating it from the outside world.
At this moment, without any hesitation, Li Tianyan shot decisively and directly sacrificed the Goddess Stove, and the crystal-clear stove burst into fiery light and smashed into it.
"Boom!" It was like the sea!
All words are indescribable and deafening, as if the sun, moon and stars are sinking down one by one.
However, people outside could not perceive that they were using the weapon of a great sage of the human race to kill the handwriting of an ancestor king.
Eighteen ancient characters concealed its aura.
Ye Fan, Li Tian and Yan Yixi were strong and resolute, bold and bold, and directly wiped away the brand of an ancient ancestor king.
Zitian is dead!
This news spread quickly, making the land of Nanling very noisy, and many people were dumbfounded and surprised.
The immemorial races will be born, and this huge pressure makes the immortal gods feel breathless. Over the years, the human race is facing a big enemy, and many people feel uneasy.
Now, someone attacked the ancient royal family and killed the successor of the Valley of the Gods. It was really a big change. It was the first time someone dared to do such a thing.
After beheading Zitiandu, Ye Fan did not leave. Enjoying the scenery in a garden made some people very uneasy, especially Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, and Xie Siyuan, who had no bottom in their hearts.
Ye Fan glanced at them indifferently, and said: "As a handsome man in Nanling, you should have your own backbone. Your ancestors are all famous in history."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people immediately became hot, they cupped their hands, and slowly backed away. The other party did not turn around and make a move, so they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The sound of the guzheng, first like a trickle, drops of clear springs, and then slowly and intensely, gradually became high-pitched, gold and iron horses, swords and clangs, killing and cutting to the sky.
At the end of the song, Wu Fei, one of Nanling's Four Heavenly Maidens, sighed softly and said, "Sirs, do you also think that I am flattering the ancient royal family?"
"Of course not. Wen Xian knows people. Ms. Wu is smart and intelligent. How can she be such a person?" Li Tian smiled, with a face of familiarity, and enthusiastically stepped forward to introduce himself.
The four celestial maidens of Nanling move the world with their beauty. They are all peerless beauties, overwhelming the country and the city, and it is hard to find a match in the world. Qi Huoshui ranks first, and Wu Fei ranks third.
"Are you guys still staying here for a long time, so you're not afraid of the enemy coming?" Wu Fei said.
"I'll sit here quietly and wait for them to come one by one!" Ye Fan stood in the pavilion, his words sonorous, and he looked into the distance.
No need to think about it, the outside world must have been full of hustle and bustle, and I don't know how many people are talking about today's battle.
Ye Fan seemed to have seen people from Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Yuan Gu, and Killer Shenchao coming.
"You want to wait for them to arrive?" Yan Yixi asked secretly.
"Of course we can't be a target and wait for them to hit them. We will intercept and kill them one by one when they are approaching!" Ye Fan said solemnly.
The wind gradually picked up, and one after another, the crystal flowers withered and fluttered down one after another.
"The ancient ancestor king is about to be born, the pressure is huge..." Ye Fan said to himself, trying to frighten those ancient kings is not easy!