The first thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters swallow the wolves
One punch!
With just one punch, Ye Fan knocked out the rude person. The blood mist dispersed and the person was torn into pieces and shattered in the mountains.
He couldn't wait to rush in first. As soon as he provoked him, he was beaten to pieces by Ye Fan with his golden fist. He couldn't believe it until his death.
That kind of fear accompanied the end of his life. At the last moment, he was so regretful. It was a pity that time could not be repeated, and the mark of his life completely dimmed and disappeared.
The blood dyed the weeds red, and the bones fell among the dead branches and leaves. The bloody scene was shocking. Ye Fan ignored it, turned around, and stared at the mountains in the distance.
As soon as he came in, he sensed a dangerous aura, as if a powerful creature was peeping in the dark. At a quick glance, he only saw a pair of cyan eyes moving away.
Therefore, he just stood on the bluestone, with his back to the entrance, motionless, watching a terrifying creature from a distance.
The horse's hooves shook the sky, and the dragon and horse's bodies were filled with red flames. They turned into a bolt of divine lightning and rushed back, showing a solemn look, saying: "There really is a monster. A flash of green light, traveling thousands of miles in an instant. I didn't chase it."
Ye Fan thought, and then walked towards the depths of the Holy Death Island. Entering such a mysterious ancient island would not be smooth sailing, and it would not be surprising if any strange events happened.
This is an island full of wilderness, bigger than a continent, floating in the cold universe, and eternal.
Even the ancient planet of life may not have such a vast area. Even if it is divided into fifty districts, each area is vast enough.
The majestic ancient mountains and tall mountains are like a block of demons standing between heaven and earth. Standing in front are towering old trees rooted in the soil, full of vitality.
Many ancient vines are entangled, each one is as thick as a water tank, and it is unknown how many years it has grown. It is like a coiled dragon, lying on a huge mountain, hanging down from a cliff thousands of feet high.
The wild ape roared, clearly an ancient alien species, its body was as red as blood, its hair was several feet long, and it was dozens of feet tall. It jumped from the front of a huge mountain to another majestic ancient mountain with a roar that split the sky.
This is a wild world that retains the most primitive features. There are many ancient medicines, some that are thousands of years old and some that have survived for tens of thousands of years are not surprising.
The roaring of apes and tigers in the mountains is a completely prehistoric scene.
Ye Fan walked away, and there was a commotion behind him. The people behind him came in, and immediately found blood mist and broken bones, and everyone changed their color.
This is a strange ancient road. You can't see the scene at this end before entering. No one saw Ye Fan smash this man to pieces with one punch.
"It can be said that he was really cruel and ruthless, without any hesitation, and he killed very simply."
"He killed a fellow Taoist in such a short period of time. His combat power cannot be underestimated. You must be careful!"
The middle-aged Taoist nun came in and warned everyone with a sullen face that in order to avoid being attacked by Ye Fan, they must get together.
Hongliu nodded and said: "Yes, this person is sinister and vicious. He will definitely stop and kill us. We must pay attention to it. But with so many people walking together, he will die even if he has extraordinary abilities!"
In fact, Ye Fan simply ignored everything behind him and had no intention of ambush. He went straight into the depths of the trial ground, with a clear mind and a sense of the great road here.
Outside the Holy Island, in the dark universe, a group of monks were moved. More than twenty strong men entered. No one believed that Ye Fan could survive this test safely.
In the distance, the twelfth among the Thirteen Horsemen of Tianhuang was about to urge his mount to follow, but was stopped by the number two man riding on Canglong.
"So many people went in to join in the fun. We can just wait for the bloody result. No matter which side wins, it will be good."
The leader sitting on the holy beast wolf, with his upper body exposed and his wheat-colored body as strong as bronze, nodded indifferently.
The group of people rushed straight into Area 42 with strong murderous intent. No one wanted to provoke them. They were too powerful and their fighting spirit was overwhelming, like a tsunami crashing against the shore.
"Master Junwei Mountain, which area should we go to?" someone asked in front of the Holy Death Island.
Lord Junwei is a powerful seed master, but he did not choose first. He waited until everyone had gone deep, and only four people were left to follow him.
"Wait a minute." He has a pair of purple eyes, wears a unicorn robe, and a purple gold crown. He is very majestic and has the appearance of an ancient great sage.
In the thirty-sixth area, the eagle roared in the sky, and a wolf eagle flew across the sky. Its wings were spread over a hundred feet. It had a wolf head and a carved body, and struck Qing Ming. Then, it quickly swooped towards a valley and grabbed A mammoth more than ten meters tall was lifted up, torn apart under the sky, blood rained down, and he swallowed it in a few mouthfuls.
Drenched with blood, this is a historical prospect of the jungle preying on the strong.
Ye Fan did not ride on a dragon horse, but measured the land on foot, walking on the Holy Island of Death, capturing traces of the Tao that have existed since ancient times.
A flaming sycamore tree blocked the front, taking root among the volcanoes. The blue flames danced, which was very different from what we usually see.
"This is the ancient sycamore tree where the descendants of the phoenix bird live. I didn't expect that there is such a large area here. Is there a sacred bird?" Ryoma looked at it.
The volcanoes are one after another, connected together, and the fireworks are rising. However, the giant green trees are growing vigorously and vigorously, not drying up, with brilliant leaves and strange installations.
boom!
A terrifying aura hit his face, and the majestic power of the Holy Spirit rushed from the ancient sycamore forest. Green fire filled the sky. A huge blue bird stood on an old sycamore tree thousands of feet high, with its blue eyes that were breathtaking.
"So it's him!" Ryoma shouted.
When they entered the Death Saint Island, they discovered that someone was spying on them. It was this Qingluan, a descendant of the Phoenix Bird, and a powerful ancient saint.
Another phoenix roar shook the ancient earth and cracked the sky. On a taller ancient tree not far away, another Qingluan stared with hostility.
On the ancient branches, there is an ancient nest with green fire beating, and the energy of life is coming from inside. Four small green luan, full of energy, are peeking out, their eyes blinking, looking smart and cute.
Two Ancient Saint-level Qingluan gave birth to four little creatures, guarding them here. They were very nervous and felt the terrifying sea-like blood in Ye Fan's body.
"I have no ill intentions, and I don't want to disturb you." Ye Fan opened his mouth and walked through with the dragon and horse without breaking the tranquility of the place.
Finally, he chose a huge mountain. There was no grass on the top of the mountain and there was only a piece of bluestone. This was originally a stone man with nine orifices, but it was pierced by a sword and it did not grow up and be born.
"This sword...at least was thrust by the Great Sage!" Ye Fan sighed.
The sword marks are very old, at least millions of years old, but Leng Sen's killing intent still overflows and never dissipates.
In the end, Ye Fan sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, comprehending an eternal Tao between heaven and earth, and began the task of this trial.
The dragon and horse also stood aside, looking at the vast land, invoking the laws of heaven's order and practicing.
"You are really calm and your life is not saved, and you are still sitting here cross-legged, trying to complete the trial, you are wishful thinking!" came a cold voice.
In a blur, twenty-two people appeared on the huge mountain opposite. The high mountain towered into the sky and was very majestic. There were white waterfalls hanging from it, and the scene was extraordinary.
Ye Fan opened his eyes, like two flashes of lightning swept across, ignored them, and closed his eyes again. The fragrance of ancient medicine in the cracks of the cliff made him feel ethereal physically and mentally.
"Have you seen how arrogant and conceited he is? Does he really think he is an unparalleled master? It's ridiculous!"
"Well, I'm very unhappy with him. Have you decided how to kill him?"
Twenty-two people surrounded this place and flew to different mountain peaks. Each of them was filled with murderous intent, their eyes were cold, and they were ready to take action at any time.
"I have no grudge against you, but it's hard to forgive you even if you are forced to do so..." Ye Fan stood up.
The middle-aged Taoist nun's eyes were filled with fear, and she said: "You kill my mount and you say you have no revenge? I can't be kind today. You kill your own mount first, and I might give you a decent death."
"Give him a decent way to die? That's definitely not possible!" The woman in red shook her head and sneered. Her waist was as thin as a willow and she was as weak and boneless. Her name was Hongliu, and she lived up to her name. She sneered: "So many people are here.
Wouldn't it be too cheap to mobilize troops and kill him directly?"
"I'm just talking, how can I kill you with one sword?" the middle-aged Taoist nun smiled cruelly.
A group of people moved forward, various streams of light appeared, and some powerful holy weapons were reviving. They came from different ancient star fields, and were famous in their own starry skies. Naturally, they all had world-famous secret weapons.
The Heavenly Demon Umbrella covering Cangyu, the war-god whip that is several miles long, the sky-shattering seal like a mountain, the blood-colored giant sword tearing apart the sky... all of them are brilliant and dazzling, full of murderous aura.
I have to say that this is a group of terrifying monks who can kill several saints. Together, they are difficult to resist!
"Give you a chance. Kneel down and admit that you are the Saint of Killers, beg for our forgiveness, and then practice self-cultivation. I can let you leave alive. Don't ever dream of embarking on the ancient trial path of the strongest." Lan Feng
He said plainly, dressed in blue clothes and fluttering, otherworldly, showing a bit of fairy spirit.
The middle-aged Taoist nun smiled and kept nodding her head, which was very cruel.
"Have you finished giving your last words?" Ye Fan asked calmly.
Everyone's expressions were stagnant. Such humiliation made the other party's heart freeze, which made them feel cold. It did not disturb the other party's mood, but made them a little uneasy.
"Dragon Ancestor has tolerated you for a long time, come here and be beheaded one by one!" Dragon Horse roared angrily.
Ye Fan stood on the top of the mountain, making no secret of it, releasing his powerful fighting spirit, and suddenly it was like a surging ocean, sweeping across the vast land.
His black hair is like a waterfall, and his eyes are like cold lightning. Although he is standing there alone, he has an aura that can swallow thousands of miles, and his posture is supreme, looking down on the world.
"kill!"
These people realized that something was wrong, and took action together. The magic umbrella covered the sky and the sun, the sky-turning seal sank the earth, and all kinds of sacred weapons flew around. It was terrifying!
And the most terrifying thing is that several forbidden weapons have exploded, which can definitely destroy several ancient saints. These are vicious killing weapons.
Almost in an instant, thousands of miles in radius were razed to the ground, the earth sank thousands of feet, no grass grew in this area, and all the mountains disappeared.
This is a holy-level forbidden weapon, which was specially refined to kill the ancient saints. It was taken by these people on the ancient road of the starry sky and was specially used to deal with the peerless powerful people. Now it was sacrificed at the first time. It can be seen that they killed Ye Fan.
determination.
If it were anyone else, even the ancient saint who had been enlightened for many years, he would definitely die at this moment, because there is no way to avoid it. Who can be faster than the brilliance of the sacred weapon exploding.
Ye Fan is an anomaly. He is faster than the fragments of the holy weapon, and even the holy light cannot hit him. He has practiced the Xing Zi Jue to a state of perfection. For a brief moment, time seems to have frozen.
He wrapped himself in a dragon and horse and was thousands of miles away in a blink of an eye. He stood quietly on a mountain peak and watched everything indifferently.
These people are very ruthless. They have a holy forbidden weapon that explodes and kills any ancient prince without any problem. If an outstanding person who can compete for supremacy on the imperial road is hit, he can only suffer hatred.
If it weren't for the peerless formation deployed on the Holy Death Island, it would definitely have spread to a wider area and completely penetrated the island and torn it into pieces.
"He's... not dead, right there!" Everyone turned around and saw Ye Fan, their hearts suddenly sank and they felt a sense of fear.
Ryoma shouted angrily: "Bastards, you are all going to die. Do you really think that I am a vegetarian? After ten years of bloody battles and ten years of conquest, if I didn't want to get enough benefits on the road of trial for the strongest, I would have become a saint long ago!
"It turned into a red light and rushed over.
"Who can embark on this path is ordinary? You are not the only one who is an alien!" the middle-aged Taoist nun said coldly.
"Everyone work together and kill them!" the man in blue shouted coldly.
boom!
Ye Fan arrived first, faster than a dragon and a horse, turned into a golden divine burden, and hit him with overwhelming blood energy.
His attack was simple and direct, with a golden fist that was so powerful that it spread three thousand miles away. A hurricane rolled over the ground, and mountains thousands of miles away were blown away.
"puff"
The man at the front was torn apart, then shattered, and his magic weapon exploded into a bloody mist, which was penetrated by the golden fist.
Boom!
When Ye Fan raised his hands and feet, there was the sound of landslides and tsunamis. The golden blood was overwhelming. He was like a god of war, unparalleled in the world. He waved six punches in succession. This is the true meaning of six reincarnations. In an instant, six more people exploded.
!
The blood mist filled the air, and even the two terrifying holy weapons were shattered. The holy light boiled, and the terror was boundless!
"Is this... still a human being? He... destroyed the sacred artifact with his bare hands!" Some people were horrified, their souls trembling.
"Save a few for me!" Ryoma shouted.
"Go and kill all their mounts, don't let any of them go!" Ye Fan said.
Buzz!
Hongliu's Heaven-shaking Seal fell down. This is a famous magic weapon. Although it is not the treasure seal of a quasi-emperor in the past, it can also shatter the sun and the moon.
However, Ye Fan's fighting spirit was overwhelming, and his whole body was covered with golden light, covering the sun, moon, and stars. If a god came to the world, he slapped the sky with his palm and knocked away the Heaven-shaking Seal. There were cracks on it!
"Who...have we offended!?" Hongliu was terrified. He regretted his decision for the first time. This person was too terrifying.
"puff"
Ye Fan swiped his palm, and the lower half of Hongliu's body suddenly turned into a ball of blood mist, completely shattered. She screamed miserably, and the upper half of her body flew upside down, splitting hair, and her face was full of panic.
However, the golden fighting spirit was overwhelming, and the aftermath of the attack completely turned his neck down into blood and mud, with only one head flying out at an angle.
"Save me!" She was so frightened that she almost died.
The middle-aged Taoist nun's hair stood on end as she took the head in her hand. Her face turned pale. She looked like a murderer who had offended a demon king who shouldn't be offended.
Ye Fan killed all directions, his golden fighting spirit was surging, he swallowed thousands of miles with anger, opened his mouth and let out a clear whistle, the sound of the word "Om" shook out, several strong men in front of him shattered one after another, the blood mist drifted away, and the mountains thousands of miles away turned into dust! (