The blue copper lamp flickers, the flame is clear, and among them there is a very small An Miaoyi sitting cross-legged, chanting sutras in the firelight, solemn and sacred.
The real body, An Miaoyi, has a calm expression and is dressed in white clothes, making her look lofty and ethereal, as if she is about to lift up the clouds and fly into the sky, not eating the fireworks of the world.
She seemed to be a different person, looking more and more insubstantial, with a smile that was a bit unapproachable and a little distant.
Ye Fan watched and felt a sense of intimacy when he saw the figure sitting in the bronze lamp, and whispered: "Miaoyi."
"Go." In Qingdeng, the familiar and close smile did not change at all, waving to him.
"Goodbye, see you again." The real person An Miaoyi also said, then turned around and left like a fairy, flying through the air towards Lantuo Temple.
Ye Fan was in a daze and didn't move for a long time.
When a ray of sunlight came in the morning, he stood up and left. Being in the Western Desert, he could feel the mysterious power of telepathy every day. He wanted to see Mount Sumeru from a distance, but had no intention of leaving immediately.
There are several major ancient places in the Western Desert, such as Xuankong Temple, Landuo Temple, Shenxia Temple, etc. They are all very famous. They master the highest secrets of Buddhism and are respected in the world.
Ye Fan walked on foot, passing the Landuo Temple and walking towards the center of this land. He felt the atmosphere of the Buddha's land and watched the rays of sacred faith. He realized in his heart.
One day later, Ye Fan passed a dilapidated palace on the road. The place became a ruin and a place of anxiety.
"How could someone destroy a temple in the West?" He was a little surprised. The small temple was not big and the area was not wide. The ashes were scattered, revealing more than a dozen corpses.
"Qingling Temple, isn't this the place where Miaoyi once practiced?" Ye Fan couldn't help but frown. This small temple was destroyed within half a month.
An Miaoyi set out from the Aghan Ancient Temple and traveled around the Western Desert. She practiced meditation in many ancient temples and did not stop until she entered Lantuo Temple. This was just one of them, and she had heard it mentioned before.
"Reverse the process, trace back to the source, and return to ancient times!"
Ye Fan scolded lightly, his eyes were bright and his forehead bones were crystal clear, like a mirror, shining on the ruins of the broken wall.
This is a mysterious method that he cultivated on earth. He once obtained the incomplete Vedas in the ancient ashram, understood the wonderful principles, and obtained this mysterious method, which can recreate the scenes of the past.
Ye Fan's forehead bone glowed, shining among the rubble and falling on the corpse. He traced back what happened more than ten days ago. After a moment, his body was shocked!
"Wang Teng!"
His pupils became blazing, as sharp as a knife. It was actually Wang Teng who did it. Needless to say, he knew what this man was going to do, and he would do anything to get revenge on him.
"He knew that I was back and that he was no match for me, so he wanted to attack An Miaoyi and kill a whole temple of people."
Ye Fan chased him at lightning speed and arrived at another small temple mentioned by An Miaoyi. This ancient temple was safe and had not been robbed.
"I think it was the people from the first temple who discovered his dirty deeds and were silenced."
He did not dare to delay and went straight to Lantao Temple. He secretly learned that An Miaoyi had returned and was not harmed.
"Wang Teng, it's time to put an end to this."
Ye Fan hid in the holy mountain and paid attention to everything here. He believed that Wang Teng would definitely appear. It was just a matter of time.
A few days later, An Miaoyi went out to Shenxia Temple to learn a kind of Buddhism.
Ye Fan did not show up. He hid in the void with the secret killing skills of heaven and followed him all the way. He felt that Wang Teng should show up.
Sure enough, after traveling thousands of miles, a golden ancient chariot rumbled in, emitting light soaring into the sky, accompanied by real dragons, immortal phoenixes, white tigers, Xuanwu, etc., surrounding him in the center of the palace.
This ancient chariot is golden in color and radiant. Standing high above it, it is like a heavenly emperor patrolling and descending to the human world.
Wang Teng had disheveled black hair, a tall figure, and a cold look in his eyes. He held a golden holy sword and cut across the road ahead. The divine light from the sword's blade was hundreds of feet long and swept across An Miaoyi.
"Chi"
A green lantern appeared, hanging on An Miaoyi's shoulder, emitting a soft light, supporting a layer of light curtain to protect the body.
"You morning...Wang Teng, you never thought that the great Northern Emperor would be reduced to such a situation. Did you come to attack me because you felt that there was no hope of killing Ye Fan in this life?" An Miaoyi whispered.
For the proud man of heaven, who was one of the top young people in the human race at that time, acting like this was undoubtedly a sign of self-destruction and losing his heart to enlightenment.
"Haha...hahaha..." Wang Teng laughed, his hair flying, with anger and murderous intent, cold and icy, and his pupils were like two deep pools.
"It's a pity that the Beidi of the past has become like this. It makes people sigh that one of the best young heroes has finally fallen into despair, unable to recover, and no longer looks invincible." An Miaoyi whispered.
"Yes, I lost again. In the battle in the East Wasteland, the mysterious man shocked the world. He avoided me with a spear and a spear. I know he is Ye Fan, and I am not his opponent." Wang Teng looked coldly and said:
"He led tens of thousands of cavalry to destroy my Beiyuan Wang family. I will avenge this great revenge no matter what in this life. If I can't kill him, I will start with his woman and make him suffer for the rest of his life!"
Wang Teng said grimly, his pupils filled with the light of hatred, almost crazy, the hand holding the golden holy sword was trembling slightly, and half of his body was convulsing.
"You only saw the destruction of the Wang family, why didn't you mention what you did when you were so powerful? If you hadn't gone to destroy the Nanling barbarians, and colluded with the ancient tribe to kill Ye Fan and his friends, how would you have done it?
It will be like this. Buddha talks about cause and effect, and everything has already been determined." An Miaoyi said.
"What cause and effect, what destiny, it doesn't matter to me now. I want you to die, and I want Ye Fan to suffer for the rest of his life. If I can't kill him, I will torture him mentally and make him live in peace for the rest of his life!"
Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot and turned into scarlet, with boundless killing intent. The golden ancient chariot was shrouded in blood mist, looking extremely evil.
An Miaoyi shook his head, and now Beidi has long lost his former stunning appearance, his mood has fallen, and he is really unable to recover. No matter how high his cultivation level is, he will never be able to attain enlightenment.
"kill!"
Wang Tang took action and fought against An Miaoyi. He held the golden holy sword and struck at once. The ancient chariot also roared, crushing all obstacles. The mountain peaks and ancient veins were all turned into powder. His fighting spirit was soaring and the demonic energy was boundless. An Miaoyi
Take action, use Buddhism to resolve the attacks against him, and keep fighting.
"An Miaoyi, you can't escape today. I'm going to send your head to Donghuang, listen to his wail, watch his anger attack his heart, and make him so angry that he is unable to recover!"
"If you are not the last one, I will hunt down everyone related to him. Kill them one by one. Your skulls will become my collection!"
"Ye Fan, I want to make you mourn, I look forward to seeing your heart broken, hahaha..." Wang Teng seemed to be crazy, crying and laughing, attacking like a gust of wind and rain, sword energy and thousands of illusions, attacking and killing non-stop.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a golden fist shattered the vacuum and appeared suddenly, sending Wang Teng and his ancient chariot flying away, causing him to cough up blood.
Ye Fan walked out of nothingness step by step, holding a long black spear in his hand. He did not have a strong aura coming out of his body, but it made Wang Teng change his face on the spot.
"You...you are the one waiting here for me!"
"I'm here with you!" Ye Fan pressed forward. Now he can be said to be invincible among his peers. Looking down at the eight wastelands, he killed even the emperor, let alone Wang Teng.
Just as Ye Tong said, apart from the emperor-level figures, his biggest enemy is in the starry sky. There are almost no peers of this ancient star who can rival him.
"Miao Yili, let's go, I will pick off his head and cut off everything in the past. - Ye Fan said. An Miaoyi backed up and gave up the battlefield. She believed that even if several Wang Teng came together, they would never be Ye Fan's opponent.
, the Taoist heart has been broken, what can be left?
"I will kill Wang Teng cleanly within thirty moves. Just use all your skills!" Ye Fan said, he was invincible in his heart and the aura he exuded was the same.
"You are arrogant! Lan Wangteng's eyes were as bloodshot as two cold pools of blood. He was once revered as the Northern Emperor and had never been so despised.
His hatred for Ye Fan, such as the boundless waves of the East China Sea, the first defeat in his life, the first body broken, the first pain and humiliation, etc., all originated from Ye Fan, making him unforgettable and his hatred will never go away.
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"Ah..." Wang Teng went crazy, holding a golden war sword and slashing at once. Many phantoms flew out of the golden ancient chariot, and real dragons, immortal phoenixes, etc. all destroyed the enemy together.
"Buzz!"
Facing these Dao Marks, Ye Fan was simple and direct, with only one strike. He held the long black spear in one hand, rotated forward, and swept through thousands of troops.
"puff"
All kinds of light and shadow, sword light, immortal phoenix mark, etc. were all shattered, unable to stop his powerful offensive.
"Chi"
Ye Fan came out with his spear, and the long dark gold spear soared into the sky like a black dragon, breaking through the void and cutting off the sky. No matter how overwhelming your ancient chariot's fighting spirit was, it couldn't stop it.
"ah……"
Wang Teng shouted, and the cold spear tip shook open the golden war sword. The peerless spear beam shot out and pierced his chest. A bloody hole as thick as an arm appeared on his body, translucent from front to back.
"You are afraid. It's worse than I thought. I'll kill you in ten blows!" Ye Fan pointed the long black gun at the center of his eyebrows.
"Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill. After I have been defeated a hundred times, I will become a demon fetus. Resurrect me and I will be invincible in the world!"
Wang Teng yelled crazily, his expression was distorted, and demonic patterns appeared on his face, and Tianling Gaichong shone with a black light, which was boundless in terror.
At this moment, he transformed into a demon fetus, with black stripes appearing on his forehead, as if the ancient demon king had been resurrected, many times more powerful!
"What kind of inheritance did you get in the Ji family's ancestral palace back then? I'm afraid it didn't belong to the Void Emperor." Ye Fan asked.
"Haha... Hahaha, I, Wang Teng, first received the inheritance from the Ancient Emperor Luan, and then obtained the secret method of the Ancient Emperor of the Immortal Mountain. I am favored by God, and have great fortune that defies the world. I am destined to be invincible in this life. You can't block my way!"
He was really crazy, his eyes were blood red, he was yelling, yelling, and viciously attacked Mark.
"Ancient inheritance, eternal exile!"
The void broke open, and he wanted to push Ye Fan into the boundless dimensional space and bury him forever in the unknown time and space.
"You couldn't use this technique against me back then, so what's the use now!?" Ye Fan seemed to be standing in eternity, immortal, invincible, across the void, and difficult to be exiled.
"puff"
He stabbed forward with his spear, dripping with blood. Wang Teng evaded and the fire slowed down, and one of his arms turned into bloody mud and flew away.
Now, Ye Fan is invincible. After facing him, every blow is majestic and every move can suppress him.
"I'm not willing to give in. I inherited the great destiny of heaven and earth. Why do you fight with me? I have the Nine Secrets and two of the Great Emperor's Ancient Scriptures. I will definitely kill you!" He went crazy, and the magic lines on his forehead became heavier.
, attack forward.
Ye Fan was shocked. He finally knew why Wang Teng was so depressed. He knew exactly why he could be resurrected. This was not entirely him anymore. There was something parasitic in his body. The so-called devil fetus was definitely not Wang Teng.
Beidi was transformed into a demon, and he couldn't control himself. This should be because there was another ray of energy occupying his body.
There was a chill in Ye Fan's heart. He must not let this person go. He wanted to kill him cleanly. He shouted: "Decapitate the devil's fetus!"
The two fought fiercely, and Ye Fan showed his invincible fighting spirit. After the seventh fight, he punched away the golden ancient chariot, the sharp spear swept past, and Wang Teng's blood-stained head flew away diagonally.
"puff"
Ye Fan caught up with him, pierced his head with a spear, and nailed him to the tip of the dark gold spear, with traces of blood dripping down.
"Tell all your secrets!"
"Haha... I am Wang Teng, no, I am the mark left by the invincible emperor of the Immortal Mountain. You can't kill me, hahaha..." (To be completed