The dried chaotic divine soil fell into pieces, unable to withstand the impact of the thunder tribulation and the incomplete magic circle left by the ancient gods, and starlight poured in.
The people in the Holy Lands were dumbfounded. The war situation developed faster than everyone expected. The killers in the world and hell were all dead, and their white skeletons were turned into ashes.
Ye Fan's combat power is beyond imagination. He killed two saints with his own hands, which will definitely shock the world!
People know that as long as this battle is over, the entire ancient star will be shaken. The Holy Body of the Human Race will use its glorious achievements to tell the world that he is back!
"The destruction of hell and the human world is imminent. What are you still doing in a daze? Let's take action together to clean up the mess."
The battle is not over yet, because there are still some killers from the ancient divine dynasty alive, all of whom are direct lineage elites. If they escape, they will become hidden dangers in a few years.
Qi Luo shattered the head in his hand and rushed towards the Palace of Bones.
"Don't let anyone go, avenge your ancestors!"
"Welcome back the head of the ancient ancestor, wipe out shame and humiliation, and destroy the two great dynasties!"
Crying to kill Zhentian, the real Saint Killer has fallen, what kind of trouble can be caused? People all rushed forward.
All the holy places are excited, fight bravely, and rush to the Palace of Bones, because it is the foundation and ancestral land of the two great dynasties of gods. The accumulation of endless years must have countless treasures.
A skinny figure in the bone palace, with green eyes and fingers like black iron hooks, raised his hand and turned a group of intruders into blood mist.
Kill the Saint!
There was also a Saint of Killer, exuding overwhelming murderous intent, staring at everyone indifferently, like an ancient corpse, icy cold to the bone.
The two great gods excavated their ancestral land and only discovered part of the truth. They dug up a body of the Saint-Slaying King, but were frightened by Wei Yi and followed him to the depths of the universe.
There is another Killer Saint left behind, and it is this person. He wants to escape, and he also wants to hide and assassinate him, but there is no chance, Qi Luo has already targeted him.
Ye Fan, Ji Zi, and the Holy Prince had just been promoted, and they came together to pressure him and surrounded him.
"Aww..." The Black Emperor roared. It had been a tough fight just now, but now it roared and charged in. It could definitely threaten the Saint.
On the other side, the old woman in the Zifu Holy Land looked over with piercing eyes, ready to take action at any time.
"kill!"
This person simply took the initiative to attack Xiang Qiluo, his natural enemy, hoping to destroy everything and open up a bloody path.
As a fellow Killer, he knew that only by killing Qi Luo could he have any hope of survival, otherwise he would be doomed to be entangled and would hardly have a chance to survive.
On Qi Luo's head, a crystal-clear ancient tower emerged, made of holy bones, and defended against the attack. The blood-changing knife in his hand cut open the world, causing the brilliance of the stars and the moon to sweep in, like a hanging sky river falling down, and its momentum was like the abyss of the sea.
He lost seven of his own children, and now he is in a special state. His energy and energy have reached the extreme, his fighting spirit is high, and he has an invincible spirit.
The Killer Saint was injured on the spot and staggered backwards. The light of the stars and the moon all hit his body, making dozens of bones snap and break.
The art of killing is useless. Being surrounded by people can only be a fight between trapped animals.
The holy ape rotated the big iron rod, as if beating a fairy drum, and the wind and thunder formed a huge formation, with a dull sound, which smashed the void and made an explosion sound.
The Killer Saint was squeezed in the middle, unable to avoid or retreat. He was passively attacked and coughed blood from his mouth due to the huge force.
In today's world, how many people can compete with the ancient emperor's heirs physically?
Ji Zi put her hands together, forming a shape like a full moon, hanging above her head, emitting a dazzling light, like a divine moon.
An ancient mirror took shape and emerged between his hands. It had a peaceful aura on its head and quickly shot out a terrifying fairy light!
"puff"
The killer's chest was translucent from front to back, and a terrifying blood hole was shot through it. Several sternum bones were broken, and half of his body was stained red with blood.
The light in the Killing Saint's eyes was uncertain. He was surrounded by several masters in the center. The terrifying energy revealed was so overwhelming that he was suffocating, as if he was falling into a quagmire. It was difficult to resist.
"Ouch..." The Black Emperor roared loudly, and with a bronze head and an iron arm, he pounced, and the big claw pressed down like a hill.
At the same time, Ye Fan stepped forward, his immortal golden body was shining brightly, his body was shrouded in visions, and he wanted to kill the enemy with his bare hands.
Blood flowers bloomed, and how could a Killing Saint stop the killing of tigers? The Black Emperor almost took out his heart, but Ye Fan directly tore off his right arm. The Saint was dripping with blood, bloody and violent.
Kill the Saint!
There can be no suspense at all. With these masters working together, it will be harder for this person to escape than to reach the sky.
With the final blow, they beat the Killing Saint into a ball of blood mist, leaving only the split spirit for Zhi Luo to explore.
"The four world stones will be the foundation for us to open up a small world of gods!" Killing Saint put away his sadness and showed a ray of joy.
Both hell and the human world were destroyed, and a precious world stone was born in each of their ancestral realms, which is collected here.
The dried Chaos Divine Soil is even more sacred in the Small Realm, giving birth to two World Stones, which are now stored in the Bone Palace and are of immeasurable value.
"Come on, there are many holy objects in the ancient palace, which can make up for our losses in this battle!" Killer Saint Qiluo said.
The Black Emperor and Ryoma ran wildly to the palace without saying a word, and started the craziest looting in history, collecting whatever they saw.
In the end, several beautiful killers were even accidentally involved in the magic weapon space.
"Kill..."
At this moment, all the sects were going crazy. They had not taken action earlier. Now they were all like tigers descending from the mountain, extremely fierce.
The people in the Holy Lands all rushed towards the ancient palace, and no one was willing to lag behind.
The chariots rumbled, crushing over the broken Dao marks, and the endless army destroyed ancient temples, marking the end of the ancient divine dynasty.
People shouted, horses neighed, and the reinforcements from the Holy Lands arrived. One after another, wild beasts rode across the sky, crushing the sky and rolling in like a torrent of steel.
There is a saint among them!
At the last moment, when the treasures were being divided, some of the Holy Land's secrets were revealed, causing the people of Tianzhi Village to complain and be angry.
Ji Family, Yao Chi, Feng Clan, Dao Yi, Zi Mansion, Jiang Family and other holy places are also a little indifferent. They are very dissatisfied with these opportunistic ancient religions.
"This bone palace has a share of my Four Elephants Holy Land." An old man rode on a golden-eyed and green-scaled beast, shouted loudly, and led a group of strong men to approach.
They were nowhere to be seen during the war, hiding at the end, but when it came time to actually carve up the treasures of the ancient divine dynasty, they rushed to the front and blocked the people from Heaven.
"Who are you? Did you contribute during the war? Why didn't you see me just now?" asked Lao Daobaozi.
"We have inherited it for a long time, and it is called the Holy Land of Four Elephants. There are skulls of my ancestors in this bone palace, and now we will welcome them back." The old man said.
"Naturally, my Nine Heavens Holy Land is indispensable." On the other side, ancient chariots came one after another. Each one was rusty, but there was a terrifying fighting spirit, and they were all treasured soldiers.
Another great holy land has arrived and wants to divide the treasures. During the battle just now, I didn't know where I was hiding in, but I didn't rush forward to kill them.
"What a joke. He disappeared when he should have contributed. At this juncture, he rushed to the front one by one. Don't you feel ashamed?" said an old man in Tianzhi Village.
"We have come here with all our heart and soul. Not to mention anything else, just the dead bones of our ancestors lying here are qualified to enter. There is no need for you remnants in heaven to say more. If you count it carefully, you should also accept the punishment. You should be punished. Execution!" An old woman from Jiuxiao Holy Land said in a gloomy tone.
The two ancient divine dynasties have been passed down for endless years, and even the saints have followed them without fail. The accumulated divine treasures are simply immeasurable, and no one can imagine how much there is.
Maybe you can use this to reorganize two holy lands in an instant, which will make people jealous. They rush to divide it up, which is naturally driven by human greed.
But at this time, it is too much to put a terrible label on the people of Tianzhi Village, and his heart is to be punished!
Ye Fan stepped out of the queue, stood up with a raised eyebrow, stared at him, and said only one word: "Get out!"
The shadow of the famous tree, Ye Fan has been in the world for so many years, he has killed the ancient princes, challenged the ancestors and kings of the world, fought bloody battles all the way to this day, and is famous. The expressions of these people suddenly froze. Although they were extremely angry, they did not dare to turn their faces.
"Ye Fan, you are famous all over the world, and you can indeed overwhelm one party, but you still have to reason. Why don't you let us occupy the Bone Palace? Aren't they the remnants of heaven?" asked the people of the Four Symbols Holy Land.
"They also belong to the killer dynasty and are the remnants who deserve to be killed. Are we right?" An old woman from the Nine Heavens Holy Land sneered.
boom!
Ye Fan's body emitted immeasurable light, and the golden blood flooded the place and spread out, as vast as the ocean.
"puff"
The people in front coughed up blood and flew away. Several old men also turned pale and stepped back step by step.
"Do you want to die?" Ye Fan looked cold and his words were very direct and merciless.
"You...want to risk the disapproval of the world?!" they shouted with stern expressions.
Ye Fan's voice was fierce and he shouted loudly: "The heaven of the past has long been reduced to smoke. It was conquered by the Holy Lands and completely destroyed. The heaven I created is no longer a killer dynasty. It poured dirty water on my religion and caused great disaster to the world. We wait, but our hearts are to be punished!"
His voice was like a knife, cutting into everyone's heart. Wherever his eyes swept across, these people retreated, not daring to look him in the face.
Ye Fan has an immortal golden body, and his vitality is unparalleled in the world. He stepped forward, which shocked these people. They all coughed up blood and fell back, almost collapsing on the spot.
"you……"
"Even if Heaven does not save the killer's remnant, what right do you have to prevent us from entering the Hall of Bones? The treasures of hell and the human world belong to the world, and we have our own share."
Although these people's faces were as white as snow and they retreated involuntarily, they did not give in.
"It's a joke, where were you during the war, but why were you nowhere to be seen? You were all huddled at the back, and when it came time to carve up the treasure, you were more active than anyone else!" Ye Fan glanced at these holy places, his expression indifferent and cold.
From behind, the Black Emperor, Ryoma, Dongfang Ye, including the Holy Prince, all looked at each other coldly and pressed forward.
Ye Fan continued: "The battle is not over yet. Great Sage Wei Yi and others went to the depths of the star field to fight against the enemy, and my disciples are also fighting against the enemies. What have you done? You can't wait to come here. Come and share the treasure!?”
He yelled angrily, his expression extremely cold.
In the distance, Ye Tong is fighting, facing the Son of God of Hell. Just as he said back then, he will fight for his former enemy on behalf of his teacher!
He had just killed Dao, and in terms of absolute strength, he was no match for the Son of Hell. After all, this was a peerless genius trained by a divine dynasty, and he had been killing Dao for many years.
However, Ye Tong did not flinch. Even though he was covered in blood and suffered heavy injuries, he was still fighting and tempering himself.
Of course, Ji Zi and others are paying attention to avoid accidents.
On the other side, Xiaoqueer, Gu Lin, and Gu Fei were also fighting, and the people of Tianzhi Village were fighting with the killer.
The people from Ji Family, Zi Mansion, Feng Clan, Yao Chi, Jiang Family, and Dao Yi Holy Land did not stop either. They were still fighting with the remaining killers to clean up the mess.
"Have you ever fought, made any effort, and shed a drop of blood? How shameless are you to come and divide the treasure? You also harbor evil intentions and pour dirty water on my heaven...get out of here!" Ye Fan said domineeringly and stopped him.
The way for everyone.
These people's faces were as white as snow, speechless, and their mouths were bleeding, and they retreated far away.
"Young people should stop in moderation, don't be too aggressive..." an old voice came, vibrating between heaven and earth, filled with holy power.
"There is a word of truth in the world. If it doesn't make sense to some people, there is also a word of killing!" Ye Fan stood tit for tat and stood tall in the sky.
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