It is true that with Ye Fan's cultivation as he has just entered the realm of the Quasi-Immortal Emperor, although his combat power is indeed superb and comparable to the veteran Quasi-Immortal Emperor, but based on this alone, he wants to attack the plateau Ertu itself.
If it caused any serious damage, it would be just a dream.
However, even though he knew this clearly in his heart, Ye Fan still chose to go to the plateau without hesitation.
In fact, he could truly feel that no matter how hard he suppressed the dark consciousness, he could not stay awake for much longer.
Instead of just sitting back and letting him fall into the cycle of darkness forever, it is better to continue killing the enemy while he can still control his body and soul.
"Rumble--"
As the roar of the Supreme Avenue reverberated, a dark, deep and strange original substance surged out, interweaving with a particularly ominous aura and Taoist rhyme.
You must know that originally, when a group of fallen immortal kings in the sea of sacrifice saw Ye Fan coming and wanted to kill them, they really resolutely abandoned their bodies and ran away.
Although it is inevitable that some weird dark creatures were poisoned by others, in general, the vast majority of the fallen fairy kings still managed to escape and fled back to the other side of the Sea of Sacrifice, to the wretched land of the plateau deep in the eternal void.
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However, before the fallen immortal kings could breathe a sigh of relief, what they never expected was that the fierce man ignored the attacks of the dark quasi-immortal emperors and went straight to the plateau.
At the same time, what made them feel even more horrified and desperate was that the layout on the outskirts of the plateau did not pose any threat to Ye Fan, who was now almost completely strange, allowing him to pursue and kill him unimpeded.
Come.
"Wow!"
I saw Ye Fan's two terrifying big hands covered with thick black hair and wrapped with strange dark matter coming straight towards him.
The power in the dark was really terrifying, tearing through the void and the universe, causing all the laws around the plateau to shake violently and let out a wail.
"Roar--"
Facing the big hand that carried supreme majesty and suppressed it like a world-destroying millstone, the fallen immortal kings present stood on their heads with hair on their backs, their bodies were cold, and they could only let out desperate roars.
"boom!"
However, the fallen immortal kings were not ordinary people after all. After the initial shock, they quickly calmed down, organized some offensives, and tried their best to resist.
It's a pity that Ye Fan succeeded in transforming into a quasi-immortal emperor, and his level of cultivation is really far above them.
At the same time, and more importantly, Ye Fan is now corroded by the black blood contained in the original black blood, and is almost equivalent to a dark quasi-immortal emperor.
Among the plateau ethnic groups, the suppression of weird and dark creatures at high realms against the weird and dark creatures at low realms is still better than that of ordinary monks.
Under normal circumstances, the strongest among the fallen immortal kings - those "Emperor Light Immortal Kings" - can often still put up a little resistance when faced with the existence of quasi-immortal emperors on the side of the world.
But if they were facing a "high-ranking being" among the strange and dark tribe, it would be really difficult to show any strong resistance.
"Wow!"
"ah--"
I saw that Ye Fan's dark and terrifying hand fell down, seemingly ordinary, and then chopped down one fallen immortal king after another, with strange blood dripping from it.
"puff!"
As for their souls, they were naturally suppressed by others and annihilated into nothingness.
What he saw before his eyes was undoubtedly a one-sided massacre. Ye Fan was like a wolf among sheep, constantly harvesting the lives of strange dark creatures.
"Junior!"
At the same time, above the sea of sacrifice, at infinite heights, including the three dark Taoist ancestors who were fighting with the ruthless emperor, a group of dark quasi-immortal emperors naturally had a panoramic view of what Ye Fan had done, and immediately
His eyes were really about to burst, and he let out an angry roar that resounded across the boundless sea.
It's a pity that their true form is blocked by the quasi-immortal emperors from the heaven side of the world. It's really difficult to stop them. In the end, they can only be helpless and furious.
Even, they all thought in unison that no matter how many killings Ye Fan caused at this moment, when he becomes truly strange and falls into darkness forever, he will still be valued and cultivated by the ancestors and immortal emperors.
After truly realizing this, the hearts of the dark quasi-immortal emperors became increasingly depressed.
"snort!"
Sensing the awe-inspiring fluctuations coming from above the sea, Ye Fan, who was on a killing spree on the outskirts of the plateau, snorted with sincere disdain.
"Wow!"
I saw Ye Fan raised his head suddenly and looked straight into the depths of the plateau. His eyes were extremely dark and deep, and his cold eyes flickered, and soon his strange and inexplicable voice sounded:
"Haha... Do you think I have killed too many people? It is not even one ten thousandth of the calamity you have caused!"
Although Ye Fan's voice was not very loud, his voice was majestic and majestic. It resounded throughout time, space and heaven and earth in an instant, making all the strange and dark creatures tremble in horror.
"That's right! These evil spirits should be killed. The more you kill, the better!"
Among the sea of sacrifices, there were many immortal kings from all over the world, raising their arms and shouting, with expressions of excitement that could not be concealed on their faces.
In fact, if they were not limited by their own realm and cultivation, they would really like to rush to the plateau together and kill the enemy side by side with Ye Fan.
However, even if there was only one person named Ye Fan, he was already bleeding and dying, and there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Whether it is the God of the world or the weird and dark tribe, the strong men who are watching the plateau have no doubts about Ye Fan's strength. If he is really given a chance and given enough time, he might really be able to defeat the weird and dark tribe.
The Immortal King was killed.
Of course, even though this is the case, everyone's minds are still like a bright mirror.
The plateau has a profound foundation and many powerful people. It is absolutely impossible for Ye Fan to be allowed to kill like this.
"Boom!"
In fact, before Ye Fan could kill all the fallen immortal kings who had fled back to the plateau from the sea of sacrifices, there was already movement coming from the depths of the plateau's evil land.
"Roar--"
"Wow!"
Along with the roar that resounded across the plateau, the supreme majesty overwhelmed the sky, and a strange avenue made of pure gray mist rushed out.
And on the weird avenue, a terrifying shadow stood, with cold eyes locked on Ye Fan not far away.
There is no need to doubt that although the person coming is unlikely to be an Immortal Emperor, he is definitely a leader in the field of quasi-Immortal Emperor.
Although, relatively speaking, the strange and dark group did not value the Immortal King very much, it was impossible for them to watch Ye Fan massacre on the outskirts of the plateau and still turn a blind eye.
What's more, Ye Fan's expression was firm and he still moved forward. He was obviously not satisfied with this. He would go deep into the plateau and cause turmoil. This was the first time he alerted the quasi-immortal emperor who was dormant in the depths of the troubled land.
"Wow!"
Feeling the cruel murderous intention in the dark, Ye Fan, who was now completely different from his own appearance, finally looked back at the place where God in the world is, and then resolutely rushed towards the enemy not far away.