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Kill the Saint!
A very dreamy and awe-inspiring word has now really happened, sweeping the world and spreading to every corner.
Some people are happy and some are worried, and people have different reactions. After Ye Fan disappeared for more than ten years, he actually did such a big thing when he came back. It was really an uproar!
"The Holy Body of the human race has become a phenomenon. Who can check and balance it once it becomes a saint? It should be nipped in the bud as soon as possible to prevent it from growing..."
Some people in the ancient tribe whispered that Ye Fan's performance made them deeply worried. This brilliant record is shocking. How to fight against it in the future and how to suppress it?
"Compared to ruthless people, comparable to young Wu Shi, comparable to Qing Emperor, a shining pearl of fairy light, illuminating thousands of mountains and rivers!"
Those who prefer Ye Fan express their sincere admiration and praise, and are full of expectations for his future, and he is likely to become an immortal legend.
The breeze blew by, and the leaves were fluttering. Mixed with the freshness of the soil and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the mountains, Ye Fan stood on a mountain peak and looked into the distance.
Although he was far away from the ancient forbidden land, he still felt uneasy in his heart. He always felt that something terrible was going to happen, so he kept facing that direction.
"Master, let's go. Stop looking. We can't change anything anyway." Ye Tong said.
Ye Fan nodded, and the group left here, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the sky.
On this day, they went to many places in the Southern Territory, including streets, alleys, inns, and teahouses. Wherever there were monks, they always talked about Ye Fan's massacre of the saint.
This was a hurricane that swept through the Eastern Wasteland, swept through Zhongzhou, and blew towards the Nanling Mountains and the Western Desert. The battle shocked the world.
"The Great Emperor of the Void was just like this when he was young..." A middle-aged man from the Ji family said to himself, sitting in the majestic palace. His skin was bronze, his eyes were like electricity, and he had a kind of majesty.
It was Ji Haoyue's father. He looked at the sky and thought of his own children. What would they have grown into if they were still around? His daughter had an intersection with Ye Fan. Unfortunately, it is useless to say anything now. I don't know.
Can a pair of children come back?
In Zhongzhou, within the Yin Yang Sect, a group of people were silent. This man had returned after fourteen years, making them uneasy.
When An Miaoyi heard the news in the West Desert, his eyes were filled with brilliance and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said: "Can you really be invincible in this life and break all obstacles with a pair of fists?"
In the middle of the Eastern Wasteland, there was an old man with disheveled white hair, a tall figure but unable to stand straight, and dull eyes. He looked into the distance with a gloomy look and said: "My Peng'er could have fought with him back then, but he died young.
Passed away, died in the heavenly pass set by the great sage of the Peng tribe.
With a desolate sigh, he seemed to have aged five hundred years suddenly, his eyes became even darker, and muddy tears fell down, across his wrinkled face.
It is the Golden-winged Old Peng King, a former demon king, but now he looks like an old man in his dying years, with all his golden hair turning snow-white without any luster.
Suddenly, his expression froze. He stood up from an old small teahouse, staggered, and looked at a young man on the street. Two rays of light shot out from his golden pupils.
"The temperament is very similar to that of my Peng'er, who is silent and rarely talks, with a stubborn look on his face..."
In front, a young man was covered in blood. He had obviously gone through a fierce battle. His face was filled with fortitude, his features were sharp and angular, and his eyes were firm.
"Young man, what is your name?" Lao Peng Wang greeted him.
"Long Yuxuan." The young man responded.
Old Peng Wang trembled and stretched out a rough hand, but was quickly blocked by Long Yuxuan. Si Shi raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows.
"Okay...it's really similar. I don't believe that no one can pass the heavenly barrier of the Great Sage of the Peng Clan. I have fulfilled my last wish and have a try!"
In the central area of the Eastern Wasteland, Fenghuang heard that Ye Fan was slaughtering the saint. The five-color mask was brilliant, and rays of fairy light appeared around the body, making his slender and muscular body more and more attractive.
She couldn't help but mutter to herself, "He actually killed the saint..."
Outside the window, rain was hitting the banana trees, lightning was thundering, and she was speechless. She was stunned for a moment.
"Hehe..." A gloomy and biting sneer came from a small world. If anyone heard it, they would definitely be scared. This is the aura of the ancient saint of killing!
This is an ancient temple. The carpet is actually the divine skin of a saint, and the ancient temple is actually made of the skulls of kings. It looks snow-white and crystal-clear, and the air is so cold that it feels like you have arrived in the Nine Netherworld.
In the Northern Territory, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi had flowing eyes, bright eyes and white teeth. She sat cross-legged under the ancient flat peach tree, facing a crystal clear stone king. After hearing the news, she was in a trance.
"Brother, where are you going?" In the Huolin Cave, the blue light flashed, the graceful and graceful Huolin'er spoke, the purple flames jumped in the ancient cave, the unicorn lay down, and the ancient medicine was fragrant.
"If it's really him, I want to see if he is really strong enough to do this. Killing a saint on the sixth small step of Xiansan is too unreal!" Huo Qizi said, with a slender and strong body, blue
The hair flies away.
On the Blood Phoenix Mountain, an ancient prince whose true body was covered by Dao marks stood up and said: "Are you really strong enough to reach this level? I don't believe it, and I want to fight you!"
In the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, a slender and fit woman wearing purple and gold battle clothes looked at the ancient coffin in the Chaos Dragon's Nest. Then she suddenly turned around. Her appearance was stunning, her purple eyes were crystal clear, and her body was radiant, and she said: "Really..."
Killed the Saint!?"
Zhongzhou, Qishijian.
An old man was sitting in a small tavern, pouring himself a drink. He looked like he was dim-sighted, but no one dared to approach him. The business was deserted. Ever since he knew that this was Lord Lao Jianzhu, all the disciples were afraid to pass by.
out.
"Well, I'm really looking forward to...the most powerful trial in the starry sky! The human holy body is really amazing, can it kill saints? But I'm even more looking forward to the emergence of another physique. When will an innate holy body be born?
Taoist, who will be the strongest in history..."
The old land is shaking, and the fairy clouds are soaring into the sky. The fighting in the Tiankeng has been fierce these days, and there are constant noises. Ancient Saint Qi takes action, bombarding the Bronze Immortal Palace, and wants to force it open.
However, this Immortal Palace seems to be an immortal weapon that can prevent the attack of the ancient emperor's soldiers of the Ji Dao. It has not been damaged so far. It has swallowed up the two ancient saints, leaving their life and death uncertain.
The three ancient giants, the Great Sage Huntuo, the King of Gold, and the Great Sage Qianlun, had witnessed the supreme might of the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor, sweeping across nine heavens and ten lands, but now facing the Bronze Palace, they could not open it.
This copper palace is pressed against the entrance to the Chaos Immortal Land. Unless it is removed, there is no way to enter the tomb of the ancient emperor.
"There's no way we'll have to fight again!" said the Great Sage Huntuo.
Qianlun nodded, and the purple-gold Ten Thousand Dragon Bell shook, clattering, and turned into a purple true dragon, with great brilliance, splitting the universe, and chaos surged!
On the abyss, Gai Jiuyou frowned and said: "They have not really activated the ancient emperor's soldiers. They are worried that there will be the killing array of the ancient emperor in the Immortal Palace. Now it seems that they are going to really activate it. Maybe they can really open it."
On the other side, the golden mace turned into an eternal fairy light, shining on the sky, creating a brilliance that shocked the ages. The ancient emperor's aura revived, and then boiled!
In this place, it seems that the ancient emperor is awakening. They want to forcefully split open the Immortal Palace and don't want to delay it any longer.
Everyone looked solemn, because the Immortal Palace was stimulated, the word "immortal" in the palace became more and more fierce, and blood was dripping. The chanted scriptures shook the whole world, and all living beings were horrified!
"Split it open, there must be secrets related to immortals inside!" Great Sage Huntuo said, his eyes blazing.
"Boom!"
The world is turned upside down, the ancient emperor is resurrected, the purple and gold dragon bells and golden maces shine with the immortal glory of divinity, and strike towards the Bronze Immortal Palace!
In the Southern Territory, the ancient forbidden land, the sound of iron chains shook the sky. From the beginning, the sound spread for hundreds of miles, then thousands of miles, and finally tens of thousands of miles. Every living creature in this area came to worship.
A figure, standing in the void, on the abyss, was firmly locked by four fairy chains made of divine gold. As it struggled hard, the nine holy mountains were about to leave the ground and rise up!
This is undoubtedly terrifying, the eternal silence, today dawns, the silence is broken, the ancient emperor's energy overflows, traversing the three realms and six realms, piercing the past, present and future.
At this moment, a light scolding came from the ancient forbidden land, like an immortal drink, causing the void to collapse inch by inch, causing the vast sky to explode into chaos, and nothing existed anymore.
Then, an extremely harsh metal tremble sounded, and the four divine chains of Phoenix Blood Red Gold, Divine Mark Purple Gold, Immortal Tears Green Gold, and Eternal Blue Gold were all broken, and a blurry figure soared into the sky!
There was a slight roar, and the eternity was shaken. The long river of time seemed to be in chaos and was about to rush backwards. The entire southern land was countless thousands of miles away. Everyone trembled and trembled, and all living beings knelt down.
After a moment, this feeling disappeared, and everything was like a big dream, and no one knew what happened.
On the nine holy mountains, a slender figure stood in the clouds and mist, her hair flying. The moment she looked back, it felt like it had been thousands of years. The avenues of the day were trembling and collapsed because of her.
Unfortunately, this stunning gaze only lasted for a moment, and then turned into indifference, and was submerged by the black mist, making it unclear whether he was a man or a woman.
Four divine chains, one with flying red clouds, one with purple steam, and one with green light... were wrapped around his limbs respectively, imprisoning him here for who knows how many thousands of years.
But his body never ages and cannot feel the changes of time. This can be called a miracle!
He looked into the distance, and then tore it apart with his bare hands. A celestial light rushed up, and the void split open. He stepped in and traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
Almost in the next quarter of an hour, she appeared in the Yaoguang Ancient Land. This was not walking with the help of the domain gate at all, but purely physical walking. The distance in an instant was measured in thousands of miles!
"brush"
Gai Jiuyou, Wei Yi, and King Jiang Shen all backed up thousands of miles, opened their third eyes, and looked at the sinkhole in disbelief. They were all moved!
"Desolate, the land... was born!" Wei Yi's lips were trembling, his face was full of sadness, his heart was bitter, his eyes were desolate, and tears fell from his eyes.
A slender figure, the same as ever, stood on the tiankeng. Countless ferocious birds and beasts in the Hundred Thousand Mountains instantly turned into bones. The energy of life flowed here and gathered into the body of the man.
Her eyes are so cold that the ancient sages would tremble when they see them. One look at her for thousands of years will bring about the magical power that changes over time, and the unparalleled genius will turn into bones. (To be continued)