.Slaughter the Saint!

These two words are too illusory for monks. No one will have such delusions. If you are not a saint, you will be an ant...

The difference in strength is too big, it is a natural chasm, and there is no way to cross it. Even the semi-saints only have some holy power occasionally, but it is difficult to truly achieve it.

Saints are completely transcendent. They are like gods above all living beings. How can an ordinary person kill gods? This is too difficult!

The Black Emperor said: "I'm not telling you, kid, you can't defy heaven, and the distance cannot be measured in miles. In a sense, the saint is already another kind of life form, and has long ceased to be a human being."

Even the killing formation carved by it is generally difficult to hurt the saint. The only reason is that the gap is too big. How can the ants kill the giant dragon?

"This... let's be realistic." Duan De also shook his head.

"Is there no hope at all?" Ye Tong refused to give up, hoping that his master would rise up and get rid of the bad breath in his heart.

"Ba Fei... found enough divine materials and let me carve out a shocking killing array, so that I could kill the saint." Black Emperor said.

The divine cake it talks about is rare in the natural world. It is a tool that can specifically detect the Great Emperor's Formation.

"The other is that Ye Fan reaches the semi-saint realm, triggers the divine peak, and breaks down the barriers of the sacred realm..." Only then can he have a chance to fight the saint," Duan De said.

These two conditions are too harsh. At least currently, Ye Fan cannot achieve them and cannot achieve them.

"This..." Ye Tong's eyes dimmed, feeling depressed for his master. The ancient clan bullied others too much, but he couldn't fight back.

"Even so... I still want to slaughter the saint!" Ye Fan spoke firmly... and then told the Black Emperor to prepare a formation for him. Without anything else, it must be the chessboard emperor pattern, the kind that can cross the Immortal Mountain.

Formation platform.

The Human Saint may be doomed!

In recent days, some ancient tribes have been talking about it. In the past few days, Huo Tan looked down at the Southern Territory and appeared in every giant city, showing an attitude of never giving up until Ye Fan was killed.

These days, Ye Fan is really back. Prince Zhantian and the battle with the Golden Goddess were all his actions. There is no secret left.

Huo Tan... is actually not very old. After awakening, he was the first genius among the ancient tribe to become a saint in this world. He has a special status and will be recorded in the history books.

Now, he came out forcefully, and in just these few days... everyone in the Eastern Wasteland knew that he wanted to kill Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, aren't you arrogant and brave? You are nothing in front of my master. You are huddled in a corner and dare not see the light. It is best not to come out for the rest of your life."

Huo Tan's disciples also came to Nanhuang, and their words were harsh and sarcastic, just to humiliate Ye Fan and make him feel uncomfortable.

Ye Fan naturally ignored it. In the past few days, he had traveled to the ancient lands of the Southern Territory... and even brought Ye Tong, Long Ma and the others into the Fire Domain, allowing them to see the real fairy fire.

On the tenth level of the fire realm, a cluster of fairy flames composed of runes could not be touched... They were lucky enough to witness it, and they couldn't help but gasp when they watched it from a distance.

Even the Black Emperor was in a trance... and said: "After so many years, it still exists. It is indeed the fairy fire that can keep the Huangta floating here for thousands of years!"

"I have an ideal, to take this flame as my own and use it to make elixirs for me, but it's a pity that it's too difficult." Duan De sighed.

As they were walking around, Hortan was also conducting a blanket search, because according to deductions, these people were in the Southern Region and had never left.

"Our ancestors fed on human blood, which tastes delicious. The holy body of the human race contains precious blood, so the taste must be even more delicious." Huo Tan's disciples shouted loudly, completely ignoring Ye Fan.

It is unbearable and unbearable. Many monks felt annoyed when they heard this. If they had enough cultivation, they would definitely beat them to death.

"Hotan, your grandpa came home and asked you to wipe your nose!" On this day, Longma stood up and responded, resounding like a loudspeaker throughout half of the Southern Territory.

Of course, it ran away after shouting and stayed in the magic circle, not giving the saint a chance to take action, otherwise ten horse lives would not be enough to kill it.

Huo Tan, with a livid face and sharp eyes, rushed to the place where Long Ma appeared as soon as possible, but he could only do it with his eyes and had no way.

"Hotan, as a saint, you have the nerve to compete with Ye Fan. No one has become a saint. How thick-skinned do you have to be? Why don't you challenge the Buddha to fight? I'm afraid you won't go to Mount Sumeru.

I’m scared to death.”

The dragon and horse appeared in another area, Herod hissed, and like the great lama, he shouted all over the world, making the same sarcasm.

"Ye Fan, if you dare to come out and fight, our teacher will not bully you. We will block your magic power and crush you to death with just one finger." Hortan's disciple shouted.

"Hotan, your mother told your disciple to go home and wash himself!" Longma has never been a very authentic master. Although he is an auspicious beast, he is not a good person.

A dragon and horse were causing a lot of trouble in the Southern Territory, making noises everywhere. As a result, Huo Tan kept crossing the Star Territory, trying to hunt them down.

"What do others say about the Holy Body of the human race? In my opinion, it is nothing more than a bug. It is insignificant. If you dare to show it, I will trample it to death with one foot." Huo Tan said solemnly. It can be imagined that in his heart,

I'm so angry that I've been holding it back, otherwise I wouldn't have said these words.

He was one of the saints who had attained the Tao and Fruition, but now he was being yelled at by a dragon and horse again and again. He didn't take him seriously at all, and wanted to catch it immediately to establish his authority.

"Hotan, come here and die!" Ye Fan showed up. He was repeatedly ridiculed and began to challenge the saint and actually wanted to fight with him.

"Haha..." Huo Tan laughed after learning about it. He rushed over immediately, roaring through the sky, saying: "You want to be my enemy, and you want to kill the dragon if you don't want to kill an ant. You are overestimating your ability."

!”

At that time, everyone was shocked. Ye Fan really wanted to confront the saint, and was he angry?

This is a wilderness, overgrown with wormwood and ancient trees. There are many wild fields in the southern region, and the vast uninhabited land occupies 90% of the area.

Huo Tan appeared, stretched out a big hand from a long distance, and grabbed it here. The saint's blow was going to turn dozens or hundreds of miles into scorched earth.

"boom"

Ye Fan appeared, he did not make any other moves, he directly sacrificed to the cauldron, with the mother energy of all things lingering... With a strong shake, the cauldron flipped over, and monstrous flames soared into the sky.

The nine-color mist threads become streaks and streaks of Dao marks. This is the divine flame of the ninth level of the fire domain. It can burn a saint to death and is extremely turbulent.

As soon as the blazing holy light came out, the entire wasteland turned into a sea of ​​fire, the earth turned into magma, and the few stone mountains were vaporized, leaving nothing behind at all.

The nine-color fire thread is so terrifying. It is not caused by pure high temperature, but also by the mysterious and unpredictable power, which can kill the ancestor king.

Huo Tan was startled. His right hand was burning when he reached down, blood spattered everywhere, and his bones hurt terribly. But in the end, it turned out that he was a saint. With a strong touch, the Taoist movement started, and the injury was stopped immediately.

And... He moved thousands of feet away, avoiding the sea of ​​fire in an instant, and said coldly: If you are not a saint, you will be a dungster in the end... It is as easy to defeat you as a pounding dog. Without the corresponding strength, I think

Relying on foreign things and becoming my enemy, you will not live or die!"

However, Ye Fan was also very decisive. The moment he used the divine flame, he put away the cauldron, stepped into the chessboard pattern, and turned around to leave.

"As soon as I appeared, I locked you. Do you still want to leave? Even if the Immortal King comes to this world, I can't save you!" Huo Tan looked coldly, and pointed out a burst of brilliance. This was to destroy the vacuum and remove Ye Fan from the realm.

The door shook.

"Alas..." He was startled. The domain gate hadn't moved at all and was about to disappear.

This is a chessboard pattern, which was crossed out of the Immortal Mountain in the past. Even the killing arrays of the ancient emperors did not wipe it out, so it is naturally difficult for the saints to destroy it.

"You are well prepared, but unfortunately, for a saint, you are just a bug after all. Since you are targeted by me, there is only one way to die!" Hortan didn't care, sneered again and again, and took a step forward.

, follow up the moment the domain gate closes.

Beside him, there were a total of four disciples following him, shrouded in his holy glory, and they also entered the domain gate at the same time, chasing Ye Fan.

"boom!"

After Ye Fan came out, he walked straight into another domain gate. The brilliance of this place soared into the sky, and various Dao patterns were activated together, turning into a peerless killing array.

This was carefully laid out by the Black Emperor. He took advantage of the mountains and terrain. Although he had no body, he combined with the Yuantian Divine Formation to create a terrifying Seven Ultimate Formation!

Huo Tan roared, and the holy light filled the sky. His body was crisscrossed with dozens of scars. If it weren't for his protection, the four disciples would have been chopped into pieces.

"I didn't expect the saint to be so terrifying. Not even a tiny corner of the imperial palace could wipe him out. It's a pity that there is no divine material to engrave the formation." Ye Fan said to himself, sank into the void, and directly destroyed the formation platform left outside, preventing Huo Tan from tracking it.

Opportunity.

"If you want to run away, there is no way for you to survive for nine days and ten places. Do you really think that a saint can be insulted? Atone for your sins with blood!" Hortan sneered and shook his hands and sacrificed something. The destroyed formation quickly restored itself and returned to its original state.

He led his disciples to forcefully open the domain gate and chased after him.

This is a secret treasure given to him by a great sage. No matter how unparalleled your formation pattern is, it will be useless even if you cross the territory. You can restore your formation in a short time and follow it all the way, like a shadow.

There is no doubt that this is a fatal situation. There is no way to escape a saint. It will not take long to catch up. It will be harder to survive than to reach the sky.

"Human Saint Body, you think you are fully prepared, but in front of my master, all your methods are useless. If you are not strong enough, no matter what you say, it will be useless!"

"You want to destroy the saint with just a little divine flame and a dilapidated ancient emperor's killing array. You are too naive. Our master is fully prepared for you and has borrowed secret treasures to leave you with no way to escape!"

"You are just a small Taoist slayer, but you dare to challenge the saint. My master will kill you like a native chicken!"

Several of Huo Tan's disciples laughed. They were in the holy light, followed quickly, and saw Ye Fan's figure in the void.

"brush"

However, what they didn't expect was that Ye Fan once again took the stage in the void, changed the path of the void in the eternal darkness, and disappeared again.

Changing directions and paths in the void, this method made Hortan change his color and clenched his fists hard, thinking that he had lost track of him.

"brush"

He swiped hard, and the secret treasure in his palm flashed, restoring a damaged array pattern in the dark void ahead, and followed in.

"I didn't expect that the Great Sage's secret treasure would be so magical...", he laughed and no longer worried.

Ye Fan escaped as fast as he could, changing formations more than a dozen times, each time in the void, but he still could not get rid of Huo Tan. If the other saints had been thrown away, they would have been thrown away.

"The great sage's methods are awe-inspiring. He can pursue us all the way, but he can't free us." One of Hortan's disciples was pleasantly surprised and at the same time deeply fearful of the ancient sage's behavior.

"Where are we? Every time we change directions in the void, we don't know where we are at all. We have no way to predict the way forward."

Another student had a bad eyebrow.

"Let's see how many formations he can have. When he runs out, he will die in front of his eyes. Master can crush him to death with one finger!"
To be continued...