Chapter 679: Tear the saint apart with my own hands, who else would it be?
Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye it was already early morning and the beginning of the day, as if everything was reincarnated again and again.
boom!
Suddenly, Jiang Taixu, who was in the formation, erupted with an aura that could shake the entire galaxy. A golden pillar shot straight into the sky, and the powerful aura quickly spread to the four poles and eight fields.
In the realm of Sendai, each great realm is a different world, and the breakthrough of each realm is always accompanied by huge visions of heaven and earth. At the same time, it is not so easy to break through. Some people have not even made an inch forward for thousands of years, only to have their life span dried up.
Die of old age.
One can imagine how difficult it is to break through from the Saint King to the Great Saint.
And once you break through, you will be among the truly top experts in the world.
In today's era, when the Dharma is coming to an end, saints rarely appear, let alone great saints.
Jiang Taixu slowly stood up, and his eyes shot out two divine rainbows into the sky. At this time, dark clouds were overthrown, the sea of thunder was rolling, and countless electric lights emerged, emitting terrifying coercion, enough to wipe out the power of the Immortal Stage.
Black thunderstorms are brewing and will strike out at any time, destroying everything.
"This is about to bring about the God-King Tribulation. Let's stay away so we don't get affected."
Duan De exclaimed in the distance, "It really has been a long time since I last saw you."
Nowadays, we can still see God King Jie!
"God King Tribulation? Heavenly Tribulation?" Ye Fan asked.
"It's a heavenly calamity, but it's not. All living beings in the world have different talents and different constitutions, so when they break through the realm, the heavenly calamity will naturally be different.
Just like Ye Hei, you are the Holy Body. If you break through the great realm, the calamity will be twice as terrifying as that of ordinary people.
Jiang Taixu has the body of a divine king, and he is still in the Great Perfection, so the Heavenly Tribulation is several times more difficult than ordinary people to break through to the realm of the Great Sage." Duan De explained.
"This calamity makes me feel palpitated. If I'm not careful, I might be seriously injured." Black Dragon said in a solemn tone.
He is the ancient dragon clan and the ceiling of the entire plane. No one can defeat him, not even Wu Geng, the son of destiny, is his opponent.
If he doesn't want to, it's not impossible to even destroy the entire civilization and reincarnate it.
But now in the Zhetian Plane, Jiang Taixu's God King Tribulation made him feel even more stressed.
"Tsk, tsk, in the era of Emperor Wushi, he would have been a monster, but he is still not as good as the Emperor." Black Emperor said.
In his eyes, his master Emperor Wushi must be the most powerful.
The innate Taoist holy fetus is so powerful!
"The Great Emperor is naturally the strongest man in every era, but now that the God-King Tribulation is so powerful, Jiang Taixu's enemies don't dare to appear rashly.
Otherwise, you will be pulled by the heavenly tribulation and struck by the heavenly tribulation." Duan De said.
As soon as he finished speaking, in the space of hundreds of thousands of miles around this mysterious place, auras quickly approached.
At the top of the sky, figures appeared and disappeared behind the thick dark clouds.
Just a quick glance revealed that there were about twenty old monsters snooping around. Their auras were ancient and powerful, and they were all monks who had lived for thousands of years.
Most of them are enemies of Jiang Taixu, or people who take this opportunity to get rid of the God King.
A chariot appeared in the sky, a unicorn opened the way, and a dragon writhed. They broke through the endless space, and the powers of many holy places appeared.
These are all forces in the Eastern Wasteland, but they don't have much hostility towards Jiang Taixu. They all take this opportunity to watch the God King's Heavenly Tribulation, and maybe gain some experience from it.
And the geniuses from various holy places, sects, and aristocratic families have basically arrived.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang and Saint Yao Xi of the Holy Land of Yaochi, the Saint of Yaochi Holy Land, the Saint of Zifu Holy Land, the Saint of Wanchu, the genius of the Ji family Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue, the descendants of the Lord of Qinling Star Peak
Hua Yunfei, and even Ye Fan’s classmates.
"There are so many people." Xu Que looked at the crowds of people in the sky and couldn't help but sigh, this is comparable to the Holy World of Immortal Cultivation.
"That...that is the innate Taoist body!!"
The Black Emperor Dog sniffed and discovered that the Holy Lady of the Purple Mansion Holy Land was actually an innate Taoist body.
This is an important synthetic material for the innate holy body!
"Quick, quick, quick, Ye Hei, take this holy girl away quickly, and seize the time to give birth to an innate Taoist holy body. If you succeed, I will pass on the Great Emperor's scriptures to you and teach you the supreme law." Hei Huang said excitedly.
, just like taking a shot of chicken blood.
"..." Ye Fan was speechless. Sure enough, this dead dog was too obsessed with the innate holy body.
"With this battle, I'm afraid Ye Fan will be hunted down by the entire Holy Land." Duan De said.
"What are you afraid of!" Black Emperor said loudly.
"Can the fight begin?"
The black dragon's eyes were dark, as if he was ready to kill the enemy.
So many masters can finally have a hearty battle.
"I can't hold my Xuanyuan Sword any longer," Yuwen Tuo said.
"Ahem, don't be anxious, don't be anxious. The enemy is in the open and we are in the dark, don't expose it, act according to the opportunity." Ye Fan said.
Han Li said nothing as the talisman in his hand kept flashing into his body.
"Han Laoliu, what are you doing?" Xu Que asked.
Han Li replied seriously: "The next step should be a fierce battle. Han will first affix thousands of defensive talismans to himself. Although these are not as good as defensive magic weapons, the so-called details determine success or failure."
"As expected of you." Xu Que gave a thumbs up.
Facing the terrifying God-King Heavenly Tribulation, with thunder and lightning full of destructive power, Jiang Taixu was also ready to prepare.
Click!
A dark purple thunder struck down, and the thunder turned into a hundred-foot-long thunder snake, tearing through the void.
Jiang Taixu did not dodge or evade. He raised his hand and made a fist. The five secret realms in his body shone with gleaming light. The power of the God King was so devastating that he even struck a thunderbolt with one punch.
Seeing this scene, the old monster in the dark cloud looked shocked. He didn't expect that Jiang Taixu's life force had dried up and he still had such great power. Sure enough, the skinny camel was bigger than the horse. If he took action rashly, he would probably be hated on the spot.
Tianjie seemed to be angered by Jiang Taixu, and then released three thunderbolts in succession, but was still blown away by the brave Jiang Taixu.
Under the sky, Jiang Taixu was dressed gracefully in white and looked calm.
Everyone saw in a trance the god-king who dominated the Eastern Wilderness back then.
It's just that the God-King Tribulation is not so easy to overcome. The thunder and lightning that follow are more terrifying than the last, and even the saints don't dare to resist them when they come.
As time passed, Jiang Taixu's aura gradually weakened, and the power of the heavenly tribulation became stronger and stronger.
Finally, under the seventh thunderbolt, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of Jiang Taixu's mouth. The blood of the God King stained the white clothes and turned into sad crimson petals, which was stunning.
"There are still two heavenly tribulations, but unfortunately most of my strength has been consumed."
Jiang Taixu was analyzing in his mind that it was indeed not easy to survive this great holy calamity. Countless geniuses throughout the ages have stopped here.
boom!
The arrival of the eighth heavenly tribulation is ten times more terrifying than before. You can even feel the roar of the heaven and the earth, as if a great beast from the wild was born.
boom!
Under this calamity, Jiang Taixu vomited blood, his breath was weak, his body staggered, half-kneeling on the ground, and his face was as pale as paper.
Although he survived, there was not much strength left.
Compared with the previous eight heavenly tribulations, the vision of the ninth heavenly tribulation seems not as powerful as the previous ones, but it exudes a trace of weirdness.
Ye Fan's heart was in his throat and he didn't dare to speak. He prayed in his heart that Jiang Taixu could survive safely.
"Although the ninth God-King Tribulation does not look as good as before, it tests not the monk's physical body, but the spiritual will. Once it cannot be overcome, the previous journey will be in vain, and there will never be a chance to resurrect. The real way of physical death
Eliminate." Duan De said.
Sure enough, in the sea of thunder, a strange lightning struck directly between Jiang Taixu's eyebrows and quickly disappeared.
Jiang Taixu immediately sat cross-legged, as if isolated from the world. His breath dropped rapidly, and most of his life essence was consumed in an instant. His skin was as dry as a few pieces of skin. If a candle is left in the wind, it will be extinguished at any time.
"It looks a bit like the inner demon tribulation." Xu Que said.
Soon, Jiang Taixu's vitality showed a rising trend, and he seemed to be able to break through the catastrophe of the soul, make the final breakthrough and then stand up, turning the cocoon into a butterfly.
Seeing this scene, the old monster on the head of the cloud couldn't sit still. If he didn't take action, he was afraid that Jiang Taixu would really sublimate and become a great sage.
"Take action!"
An old monster blurred his figure, took out an extremely powerful magic weapon, broke through the space, rushed into Jiang Taixu's side, and took his head.
At this moment, Han Li made a secret with one hand, and the talismans that had been hidden for hundreds of miles around exploded instantly, forming a large mushroom cloud that swallowed up the old monster.
"It's so powerful that it won't be blown to death, right?" Ip Man said.
"There is no harm in the law, if only this old monster could be killed so easily." Xu Que complained?
"Yes, this old man gives me the feeling that he is at least a saint-level strongman." Ye Fan looked solemn.
Sure enough, when the smoke cleared, an embarrassed, rickety old man appeared in front of everyone.
Apart from straightening his hair, the old man had no other injuries. He only saw him yelling: "Who dares to sneak attack on me!"
Ye Fan stepped on the golden light and reached the old monster's side in an instant. He started the six-way reincarnation fist and shouted:
"It's your Grandpa Ye!"
Originally, Ye Fan was planning to make up a name and get away with it, but he was a Holy Body and his goal was too clear.
There's no way to hide it!
Besides, he is now the Dao-Slaying King, and the ancient holy body has absorbed so much of the roasted essence of the ferocious beasts of the ancient times, and his combat power has reached an incredible level. What else is he hiding? He can just destroy all enemies.
Before the saint-level old monster could react, Ye Fan hit him with a heavy punch in the face.
As the saying goes, you can kill the old master with random punches. Ye Fan did not follow the routine and used all his strength. With a set of combos, he tore an old monster saint alive in front of everyone.
Phew!
A large shower of blood rained down on the ground, and the blood of the saint was enough to break the mountains, because the power contained in it was too terrifying.
Although the old monster saint's physical body was blasted and torn to pieces by Ye Fan, his soul was still there, showing a malicious look and shouted:
"Boy, do you know that I am the ancestor of the Holy Land of Zhongzhou? If you hurt me like this, please wait for our wrath."
"Go to the holy place where you ride horses and die!"
Ye Fan didn't care, his whole body radiated with divine brilliance like the scorching sun. The Six Paths of Samsara Fist turned into a black hole and wiped out the spirit of the old monster. It also dispersed the divinity in the blood of the saint, making it impossible for him to be reborn with flesh and blood.
All of this happened in the blink of an eye. In just a few breaths, a saint fell, and the hidden powers around him had not yet reacted to provide support.
"who is he!"
"who is he!"
This is the reaction of many monks. When did such a genius appear?
"Look at his sea of suffering, the golden sea of suffering, it is the holy body Ye Fan who appeared in the demon emperor's anger!"
Some people recognized Ye Fan, but because they were too far away, some people didn't notice it immediately.
"Ye Fan!"
The Holy Son of Yaoguang in Yaoguang Holy Land showed a hint of surprise?
The beautiful eyes of Saint Yao Xi are flowing. Ye Fan, who stole her underwear, is so powerful now.
"That's what makes it interesting."
The Holy Son of Yaoguang had a different thought in his mind. He had to inherit the inheritance of ruthless people and determined to become the acquired chaotic body. Naturally, he needed to devour countless special physiques, including the ancient holy body.
And the more powerful the physique, the greater the devouring effect.
Ye Fan quietly became the King of the Three Immortal Killing Dao, and his holy body may be a small success, or even surpass it.
Otherwise it would be impossible to tear the saint apart!
"He's become stronger again, damn it."
Ji Haoyue clenched her fists. She failed to win the battle with Ye Fan and was even teased by him.
It has only been a short time now, and Ye Fan is already a third-level immortal, while he is only a ninth-level immortal, not even a second-level immortal yet.
With his strong self-esteem, he was naturally unwilling to give in, and secretly decided that he must go back to Ji's secret place to retreat, and he would not come out until he became a saint.
Ji Ziyue's eyes were crystal clear, and she was attracted by Ye Fan, who was so powerful at this moment, and she directly ignored Ji Haoyue's gloomy face.
"He is Ye Fan, he is indeed amazing."
At Xingfeng, Hua Yunfei said calmly.
Next to him, there is a slender and slender woman. Although she is not stunningly beautiful, she is still pretty. This is Ye Fan's girlfriend in college, Li Xiaoman.
After the coffin was lifted in Kowloon, except for Ye Fan, everyone else basically followed the same trajectory as before.
Li Xiaoman also went to Hua Yunfei's force to practice, and now his cultivation level is only at the dragon transformation realm.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Xiaoman was shocked by Ye Fan's strength, but he still said calmly: "The wood is as beautiful as the forest, and the wind will destroy it. Ye Fan is still too high-profile, even if he is strong,
Not as good as these superpowers.
And Senior Brother Hua, your potential is no worse than Ye Fan, you are just dormant."
"Haha, maybe."
Hua Yunfei smiled calmly, as if he had thought of something:
"Junior sister, rather than the road to dominance, I am more curious about the world you came from.
What kind of king's world is it, a paradise, or a fairyland?"
"..." Li Xiaoman was silent.
Although Hua Yunfei's city is unfathomable, he is too naive in some aspects.
Based on the environment of the earth, it is estimated that the emperor’s visit would cost 0.07 cents and 25 cents an hour. How can this world of cultivation be so magical?
Although it is a bit cruel here, and monks break out into battles at every turn, so their lives cannot be guaranteed, but as long as they are more stable, they can still live freely, and most importantly, they can live for tens of thousands of years.
If you are lucky, it is not impossible to become the overlord of one party.
"That's just an ordinary world. There will be opportunities in the future, Senior Brother Hua." Li Xiaoman said.
After tearing the saint apart with his hands, Ye Fan couldn't help but feel very happy. He let out a loud roar. He had been running for his life. Now he could finally confront him, and the accumulated depression was swept away.
Let’s see who calls him Ye Paopao from now on. He is Ye Fan, Holy Body Ye Fan!
But then the crisis came, and several figures surrounded Ye Fan, a total of five people.
These are at the lowest level of saints and saint kings, and those in the Eastern Wasteland are all at the ancestor level.
"It's no big deal to bully the minority, but there's no way to challenge one to another!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, but a golden light appeared under his feet. This was the gesture of letting the golden light spread across the ground, and it could fly thousands of miles away at any time.
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