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Chapter 1115 The ancient saints of the ten directions are attacking

"I have already thought about it clearly. I have nothing to regret. I am willing to join the strongest trial in history!" Ye Fan said simply.

"Okay, the path is yours to choose. Just don't have any regrets in the future." The old master of Qishi Mansion nodded.

Before leaving, Ye Fan and the old master of Qishi Mansion went to a sealed stone room, isolated from the outside world, to pass on some starry sky coordinates, and no one could approach it.

After a long time, Ye Fan came out and said goodbye to Ye Tong, Sheng Prince, Hei Huang, Li Heishui, Duan De, Yan Yixi and others before embarking on the road to heaven and entering the star field.

Parting is undoubtedly sad. After returning from the other side of the starry sky and finally meeting each other, Ye Fan has to embark on the journey again. This is his life choice and he must undergo the most powerful trial in history.

The obsession on the other side of the starry sky is gone, and his parents are gone. Apart from these old friends and friends, practicing, attaining Tao, and becoming an immortal are his biggest goals.

"See you again, meet again, I will come back alive!" Ye Fan waved his hand and glanced at everyone.

"Ye Fan, take care!"

"You must take care, see you again alive, and bring back Little Moon and Pang Bo!"

They knew that rescuing these people was the main reason why Ye Fan embarked on the most powerful trial, and tempering himself was the second priority.

This road is so dangerous that it only reopens once every ten thousand years. Every time, the most amazing person in this world leaves and enters the boundless universe. However, only three or five people have survived through the ages, and the others have spilled their blood in foreign lands.

Died in battle in the starry sky.

Ye Fan is very strong, but there is no guarantee that he will survive. There have been precedents for several saints to die in battle. This time around, I wonder if we will see each other again in this life.

"Goodbye!" Ye Fan turned around and walked away resolutely.

"Master, you must come back alive!" Ye Tong shouted, with tears in his eyes.

"Wow...Master, you really don't care about me anymore. We come from the same place, how could you leave me behind?" Huahua, the ghost spirit, cried loudly.

"Boy, you still missed me an innate holy body. If you die, I will not let your soul live in peace. You must come back alive!" Black Emperor roared.

"I'm waiting for you to become an emperor. If I can't enter the immortal realm this time, I'll dig your big grave next time I wake up from my nightmares. Remember to put more treasures there." Duan De also said.

The Holy Prince, Li Tian, ​​Li Heishui, Yan Yixi, Dongfang Ye, Yao Yuekong and others waved vigorously, shouted to take care, and watched him go away.

The deepest part of Qishi Mansion is a forbidden area that outsiders cannot approach and cannot walk here at all. It is engraved with the innate chaos formation and has unlimited murderous potential, because here is the most important secret of the mansion.

Ye Fan and the old saint of Qishi Mansion entered this dense soil together. The traces of the formation in this place were obvious, intertwined and densely packed.

Waves of chaotic energy flickered, protecting this place tightly. The most terrifying killing formations were densely spread here, turning it into a vast expanse of land that few people could attack.

"Before that ancient time, there was a Palace Master who obtained a remnant of the Nine Secrets, which was all about Dao patterns. It's a pity that the missing magic circle was terrible, otherwise this magic circle would be even more terrifying." The old Palace Master sighed.

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He admitted frankly that after so many years, the formation was seriously damaged and it was no longer as grand as it used to be. Otherwise, any ancient saint who came in would have died. It was hard to say now.

Ye Fan was stunned. Among the nine secrets, the secret about Dao patterns actually had some residual secrets in Qishi Mansion. If the Black Emperor knew about it, he would be crazy with joy. Black Dog would have dreamed of getting it and has been looking for clues for so many years.

"Well, I have closed the Chaos Killing Array. Now this place is safe. Otherwise, no matter who comes in, they will be attacked indiscriminately. Let's go in." The old saint said.

Ye Fan understood, the strange color in his eyes disappeared, and he entered the deepest part of this dense land. A colorless altar was located in front of him. It was simple and majestic, as if it had fallen from ancient times through time and space.

"Go ahead and embark on your own path. I hope you will become the strongest in history!" The old saint stopped.

Ye Fan bowed to him to express his gratitude, and then stepped onto the five-color altar step by step.

"This altar is very special. The old man is about to activate it. Are you ready to cross it?" the old palace master asked.

"Ready!" Ye Fan nodded.

"boom!"

Suddenly the void collapsed, and a big earth-yellow hand fell from the sky and struck towards the altar and Ye Fan. The speed reached the extreme, and the holy power was majestic.

The old saint was shocked and furious, and shouted: "How dare you!"

His originally rickety body suddenly straightened up, and his palm enlarged, turning into a large silver monument, which was printed into the sky, blocking the big hand for the first time.

"boom"

The mighty power of the Holy Spirit turned into a storm in the sky. Every ray of wind could tear open a black hole. It was terrifying and boundless. This was the showdown between the most powerful ancient saints.

Another cold scoff came, and another ancient saint appeared. His big green claws were covered with scales, covering half of the sky, and he grabbed Ye Fan and the five-color altar.

"Do you want to start a war with the human race?" The old saint of Qishi Mansion was furious, and swung out his other big hand, turning it into a second silver tablet, with runes flashing on it and full of divine patterns engraved on it.

"Bang"

He exchanged palms with the second person and blocked him in the sky.

However, a third qi force appeared, very sudden and extremely powerful. A big black claw protruded from the clouds, and it was unknown how many miles long it was. Its demonic power covered the sun.

This terrifying scene can be seen from hundreds of miles away. It is so terrifying. Such a big claw is really like the hand of God, which can wipe out everything in the world.

The old saint of Qishi Mansion roared angrily, opened his mouth and let out a long roar, the clouds moved in all directions, and a silver-white true dragon spurted out from his mouth and nose. This was his innate essence, which sank into the clouds and slashed towards the big black hand.

"So powerful. It seems that your cultivation is unfathomable and you have stopped the three ancient saints. But I wonder how long you can hold on!"

This is a saint king, speaking indifferently in the void, the shaking avenue roars, the world shakes, his body is a hazy light, he steps over and shoots towards Ye Fan and the five-color altar.

"Ah..." The old saint of Qishi Mansion stood up in anger and shouted. He opened his eyebrows and a vertical eye appeared - shooting a hole of divine light towards the saint king.

"Boom!"

The most terrifying thing happened. The fifth ancient saint appeared, and another person came. Although he was not a saint king, he was strong enough. He stamped his foot down and stepped towards Ye Fan, trying to crush him to death.

"You have gone too far to bully others. You broke into my Qishi Mansion and committed crimes, do you want to provoke a full-scale war between the ancient tribe and the human race?" The old saint was like an old lion, with anger written all over his face.

There is no doubt that these people are here for Ye Fan and want to kill him. They also want to take away this five-color altar and return it to the ancient tribe for use.

"Hey, the Human Sacred Body can't survive today, old guy, stop protecting him. It's not worth fighting for a dead man. Besides, even your Qishi Mansion can't protect this five-color formation."

The saint of the ancient tribe said coldly, full of ruthless killing intent.

"Old Prime Minister, I'll fight with you!" The eyes of the old saint in Qishi Mansion were red, and there seemed to be endless depression in his heart, wanting to fight these people desperately.

"Boom!"

The void broke open and the sixth ancient saint appeared, covered with tens of thousands of divine rings, with divine wings on his back, extremely bright. This is a saint king!

"You alone are powerless to save the world. Continuing to struggle like this is just a waste of time!" The newly emerged Saint King said calmly.

Ye Fan stood on the altar and shouted to the six ancient saints: "A group of despicable ancient saints have no shame. For me, a small Taoist slayer, they actually mobilized a large number of people like this. The six saints came together to take action just for me.

Don’t you find it embarrassing?!”

"You're just an ant. If a great sage hadn't deduced a hint of the future and thought you might be a person, why would I have moved for you." An ancient sage said coldly.

"You are still afraid of coming at me alone!" Ye Fan shouted.

"Killing you is like killing a native chicken, effortlessly." An ancient saint said coldly, a big purple hand came down from the lead cloud and slapped his body.

This hand was so big that it made a rumbling sound, and the sky in all directions seemed to collapse. Each purple scale on it was several feet long, and it was very terrifying.

"Master!" Ye Tong and others saw clearly from a distance, and they all screamed in horror. They knew it was over! With so many ancient saints taking action, there were many saint kings. How could the old master of Qishi Mansion stop it alone? It was difficult to protect Ye

Fan.

"Damn it, the saints of the ancient tribe took action, and so many came at once. It's hard for Ye Fan to survive. What should I do?!"

"It's really shameless. So many ancient saints took action and came together. They have no humanity at all. They want to get rid of my human race's holy body and ignore all the rules. It's hateful!"

Whether it was Ye Fan, Li Tian and others, or the celebrities of Qishi Mansion, they were all roaring, full of unwillingness, and all of them were furious.

The arrival of so many ancient saints clearly did not give Ye Fan a chance to survive. At the same time, it can also be seen how afraid he is of the human race's holy body. They are afraid that he will grow up and that he will take the path of the strongest trial and eventually return to enlightenment.

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Now, they are attacking forcefully and unscrupulously. They want to wipe it out and completely strangle it in the cradle of growth.

"If you want to embark on the strongest trial path, go and get a good child in your next life. You have no hope in this life!"

In the past few months, the ancient tribe has not made any moves because there is no trace of Ye Fan, but they have already known that he will take this ancient road, so they attacked.

The Holy Body is one of the strongest physiques in the universe, which makes the ancient people deeply wary. Some radical royal families cannot tolerate his becoming a saint, and they do not want him to become a saint in the future.

"Damn it!" A famous figure in Qishi Mansion clenched his fists and spurted blood from his mouth in anger. This ending made him unbearably depressed and aggrieved.

"Master!" Ye Tong had tears in his eyes and couldn't help roaring angrily. He wanted to rush over, but was firmly held down by the Black Emperor, telling him to hold back and take revenge in the future.

"If Ye Fan is ill, I will visit these ancient saints one by one on the day I become a saint!" Li Tianhan said.

"Master, you don't want to die..." The little bald man cried loudly.

These people are completely desperate. The ancient saints are coming. There are so many of them. How can they stop them?!

"Don't worry."

Suddenly, a familiar voice came, and a figure walked out of the sealed stone room in the distance.

He came closer, touched Huahua's little bald head, and said, "Don't cry." He helped wipe away the clusters of tears on her face.

A group of people were in a daze. The person who came was none other than Ye Fan, and the stone room was the one he and the old palace master had entered not long ago.

"What is...what's going on? You are Ye Fan, but who is that person on the five-color altar?" Some celebrities in Qishi Mansion were a little confused.

"I need an explanation!" Black Emperor bared his teeth.

"Now, let's just watch the show." Ye Fan smiled and looked towards the deepest part of Qishi Mansion, where the battle was taking place.

They knew that since Ye Fan was here and there was no danger, it was obvious that all the ancient saints had been tricked and they would definitely be in bad luck!

Please give me the last bullet, there are only two days left for the double monthly pass.

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.(To be continued)


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