"Chiyun is dead. His body was beaten to pieces by the human race's holy body. His blood splashed across the red ground. He leveled the nine mountains and even a trace of his spiritual consciousness could not escape!"
Chiyun, a powerful figure of the Blood and Lightning Tribe, was found dead in the wild. He died in a battlefield thousands of miles away from the tribe's ancestral land. His body and spirit were both destroyed. This is shocking. First... Published.
"It is really a pity that such an ancient saint, with extraordinary cultivation, ended up like this. The human race's holy body is too powerful."
This was an uproar. Ye Fan first beheaded Yin Yue and then Chi Yun. Within a few days, it shocked the world and attracted worldwide attention. All the sages were paying attention.
It would be fine if he was an ordinary person, but this was the majestic ancestor king, who was aloof and lording over the place, but he was beaten to pieces with a pair of golden fists!
"Is the rise of the Holy Body of the human race unstoppable? You dare to take such action when everyone in the world is pursuing him. You are confident." Some people sneered.
This seriously provoked their dignity. To fight back and kill like this would not only kill Chi Yun, but also give these people a slap in the face.
Although Ye Fan hasn't said anything yet, he has already challenged them with practical actions. If you dare to deal with me, I will kill you!
This is a fierce counterattack, and the oppressor will be breathless. The death of the ancestor king is a huge event, and no one will take it lightly.
On this day, the whole world was in riots. Everyone in the sky and on the earth, on ancient stars and on battlefields outside the territory, were talking about it.
"I didn't expect that our human race would have such a person. Finally, I felt proud and proud for once. I took the initiative to kill the ancestor king of the ancient clan. It was so happy!"
"Haha... Okay, I have been looking forward to it for many years. I have been frustrated for too long. I finally waited for this moment. If I kill well, it will be even better if I kill a few more people."
"These ancient people are too domineering. They have been domineering for so many years, and now the ancestor king is killed... It's really satisfying!"
The human race is naturally happy and excited. Even though Gai Jiuyou has been in charge for so many years, the white-clothed god king is intimidating, and Wei Yi is supporting. However, the human race is still in a weak position.
In the past two years, the ancient tribe has not dared to provoke easily and is unwilling to start a war. However, it is still in a strong position. It is rare to see a situation like this today.
The Holy Land of Zifu is known as the ancient land where immortals sleep. Purple air is steaming. Thousands of mountains lie across it, like a dragon raising its head. It is very mysterious.
An old woman stood in front of an ancient stone statue, bowed devoutly, stood up, and said, "The human holy body is stronger than I imagined. If the true innate holy body comes to the human world, it will have even more shocking performances."
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She turned around in the hall and looked towards a mountain peak in the distance. There was a fairy mist lingering there, and the miméng was mysterious. A young girl in purple clothes was covered in snow-white crystals, sitting cross-legged on the platform. Her black hair was scattered, and the light was discernible. She was ice-cold.
The muscles and bones are pure and pure, the beautiful eyes are closed, the long eyelashes tremble slightly, like a banished fairy.
"Zixia, would you like to..." The old woman stood on the mountain peak and started to speak, but she was interrupted by the young woman in the middle of her sentence.
"I don't want to!" The beautiful, fairy-like girl's beautiful eyes opened, exuding an astonishing brilliance.
"Another ancestor king was killed. He is quite courageous!" The ancient cave was filled with smoke and fire. Huo Qizi stood at the entrance of the cave, his eyes seemed to be looking through the void and staring into the distance.
Huo Lin'er was tall and slender, with bright eyes and white teeth, and slightly opened red lips. He said, "It's extraordinary to break the curse on your own. It's extraordinary to reach this point. Even if you can't attain enlightenment, you can look down on the world with your great holy body."
"If you are not the protagonist of heaven and earth, if you cannot prove the Tao, you will eventually end sadly. If you want to achieve success, it depends on whether he can reach that point." Huo Qizi said, as if he remembered something, his eyes flashed coldly, and said, "My clan
The Qilin Immortal Medicine is still in his hand, I will get it back!"
The wind that killed the ancestor king swept across the mountains and rivers, people everywhere were shocked and people were talking.
Among them, the Ancient Clan is undoubtedly the most angry. This is the "junior" they wanted to get rid of a few years ago, and they have grown to this point today.
The sages from outside the region also looked sideways. They only paid attention to Ye Fan because of the green tripod. The most urgent thing at the moment was to get this thing and they were also looking for it.
"Fellow Chiyun has always been kind to others, but he didn't want to end up like this. The Human Sacred Body went too far. I'm going to pick off his head to avenge my old friend!"
Naturally, some people were angry and couldn't help but curse, saying that Ye Fan was too cruel to attack a saint and it was unjust to not kill him.
Ye Fan just laughed at this. Others raised their butcher knives. How could they still expect him to be merciful? For him, it was unreasonable not to kill Chi Yun.
"Thinking about how dashing and elegant Taoist friend Chiyun was in the ancient years. He was never arrogant and took good care of his fellow practitioners. But he died like this. Have you ever felt heartbroken? Is the sword in your hand still ringing? I wish you
Revenge him?"
No one thought that this wave of wind really started to blow. Some people took the lead, while others echoed it. They thought that Ye Fan was a heinous person and should be killed immediately, otherwise he would be a disaster.
"For those who want to kill me, for those who want to seize my cauldron, I will be a big disaster on your way to becoming an immortal!"
Ye Fan appeared and made a high-profile statement in the divine city. This was Luo Luo's provocation to challenge the saints of the ancient tribe.
This time he appeared, the place was so shocked that there was silence for a long time. No one thought that he would dare to come out and come to the first divine city in the Northern Territory.
"Is he crazy? If you cut off a piece of meat from your guts, you can kill an elephant!"
"He actually showed up to challenge the wise men?"
The crowd was in an uproar and all shouted.
After Ye Fan spoke, a domain door appeared, and he immediately retreated, not wanting to stay long.
Countless rays of divine light flew in, shattering the void, trying to shake him out. Two blurry figures tore open the void and chased after him, locking onto their shapes and trying to kill him.
The two men chased them to Zhongzhou, then to the West Desert, and finally rushed to the outside of the territory. However, the figure in front of them slowly melted away and turned into a wisp of fresh air.
"Must kill him!"
Some big shots from the ancient tribe were really angry. They were usually aloof, so how could they tolerate such a provocation? In their view, Ye Fan had cut them off with a sword, and then came and stepped on the wound.
All the sages from outside the territory are sneering. Seizing the tripod is their goal. Regardless of the conflict between the ancient race and the human race, they will take action as long as the target appears.
"Friend Chiyun, if you die with your eyes closed, I will definitely take off the head of the holy body and pay homage to you at your grave so that you can rest in peace!" An ancestor king of the ancient tribe threatened like this.
However, it was a pity that he did not have such an opportunity, and Ye Fan came to find him the next day.
In the past few days, Ye Fan learned a lot of news through the relationship between the Holy Prince and the ancient royal family, and came straight to kill him.
"You want to kill my consciousness and chop off my head, that's fine. I'm here today. Come and give it a try!"
In this dark night, the moonlight is dim and the stars are hidden in the clouds. It is a good time to get drunk and kill people with swords in a dark and windy night.
This ancient vein is the ancestral land of the ancient Huntian royal family. There are ancient sage kings sitting in it, and there are even beings who have not yet broken the source of the gods.
The Huntian clan is among the top ten most powerful royal clans. They are terrifying and frightening. During the period when they ruled in ancient times, the whole world was convinced.
The name of this ancestral king was Tu Luan. He had never thought that Ye Fan would dare to approach their clan. There were many masters in the clan. With the peerless ancient king sitting in charge, even the royal family did not dare to provoke them easily.
Now, Ye Fan is here, blocking his way on the outskirts of their ancestral land. The figure that looks like a god and a demon exudes energy like a beast, and he is so shocked that his whole body is shivering.
Is this still a semi-saint? It actually made him feel like he was facing a god!
The figure was slender and strong, standing there quietly, without saying a word, but with an air of dominance over others.
"It's really you... the human holy body!" Tu Luan shouted.
It's too strong. Just a semi-saint dares to rule over the ancestral land of their oldest ethnic group. Doesn't he really take the sleeping peerless ancestor in his eyes?
However, the next moment he was panicked, because the sound did not spread out, but moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye he was on another battlefield, no longer in his ancestral land.
"This is..." Tu Luan's color changed, and his back felt cold, as if there were thorns piercing his spine.
"One of the supreme secrets of heaven is fleeting!" Ye Fan said coldly, with snow-white teeth and waist-length black hair, like a demon lord coming to this world.
Over the years, he has cultivated hundreds of scriptures and studied various secret techniques. How could he let go of the divine skin he brought back from the Mountain of Death? Many great killing techniques have been imprinted into his soul.
In the past, he was not strong enough and could not use it, but now he can fight against the saint, and some complex secret techniques that require the support of cultivation can be displayed.
Of course, this does not mean that secret techniques that require a high level to be performed must be the best in the world. This is just a pre-awakening condition and cannot represent anything else.
As the name suggests, time flies and things change. In fact, this is not only a change in time, but also a drastic change in space.
It highlights the word "change", which can take the enemy away in an instant and enter a strange battlefield of time and space. When it reaches the ultimate state, it is possible to see it for thousands of years, and look back to sit on the other side of the starry sky.
Ye Fan has not yet reached such a realm of gods. He just led his opponents through the domain gate and came to a million miles away.
This is the terrible thing about the secret art of killing in heaven. It is impossible to guard against it. Even if you have not yet reached perfection in cultivation, it is enough to go to the ancestral land of a clan to intercept and kill the saint!
This was a battle that took half an hour. Ye Fan practiced repeatedly and used all his secret skills to hone himself, consolidate his realm, and look for opportunities to become a saint.
Finally, the monkey couldn't stand it any longer, so he swiped at it with a stick and smashed the tea into pieces, causing blood and bones to splash!
Ye Fan took action at the critical moment and took off the head, killing his soul and leaving the skull shell.
"Brother Chiyun, your death is regrettable. We will never see each other again after we said goodbye that day. But you can rest assured that fellow Taoist Tu Luan has organized manpower and we will definitely avenge you."
In front of Chiyun's tomb, several important figures stood side by side, scolding Ye Fan, and placed many sacrifices on the incense table to pay homage here.
"Why hasn't Fellow Taoist Tu Luan come yet?" They looked strange. The initiator was Tu Luan from the Hun Tian Clan. Why haven't they arrived yet?
"He was ill, so I sent him here." In the high sky, a door opened, and a slender figure appeared.
boom!
Ye Fan shook his hands, threw down a bloody head, and smashed the stone table filled with sacrifices with a bang, leaving blood stains everywhere.
"What, he is... Tu Luan!"
"Fellow Taoist Tu Luan is dead!"
These people exclaimed, and one by one they rushed to the sky angrily. However, the figure was just a stream of pure air, slowly dissipating into the void.
On this day, everyone in the world was amazed and dumbfounded. Ye Fan was so courageous that he did such a thing!
"Take off the head and send it to be a memorial. The human race's holy body is too crazy to do such a thing. If you are too strong, you will probably die early!"
"Even if he rushes into the universe, all the royal families will probably hunt him down. This is really fierce and intimidating, and the counterattack is too powerful."
In less than half a day, everything was boiling. Ye Fan was strong and domineering, killing the ancestor king without fear.
"Hahaha... I am so happy that our human race has finally given birth to an incredible boy!" Some people were angry, while others were naturally excited, and the whole world was in an uproar.
"If you dare to take action, I will kill you. So what about the blood of a saint? Fight to stop war and fight to stop war!" This is Ye Fan's sonorous voice, which has spread all over the world. If you like this work, you are welcome to come.
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