The first battle ended, the overlord sadly left, and the most powerful fire spirit of the generation fell. This result is undoubtedly sensational. The three disciples of Ye Fan have risen in this great world, looking down upon the world!
The three figures, shrouded in divine rings, stand side by side, like the gods of war who came from ancient times and manifested themselves in this life. It is rare to find an opponent in the world.
The surrounding area was quiet, and everyone held their breath. Ye Fan's disciples have grown up like this, making his old enemy unbearable. Who will he face if he fights again?
At this time, no one is targeting them. Although there are peerless masters in the Imperial Pass who are watching indifferently and never really come, I believe that this battle will definitely touch them greatly.
The people dispersed and the place returned to peace.
Of course, some people who want to follow Ye Fan have never gone far and are wandering nearby. They are waiting, hoping for a chance.
"Master, who are these three losers?"
In front of the hut, Huahua tilted his head, his bald head looked as bright as if it had been waxed. He looked sideways at Mo Wentian, Tuoba Mo, and Yi Ming, with frivolous expressions on their faces.
"Bald man, who are you talking about?!" Tuoba Mo was angry at that time. He was suppressed by Ye Fan and was just arrested as a coolie. He was actually despised by a bald man.
"Boy, you deserve a spanking. You dare to comment on Brother Buddha and don't even look at who you are. Go and pour a cup of tea for Lord Buddha. Don't make your identity unclear." Huahua sat down on the wooden pier and instructed Tuo.
Ba Mo.
"Bald man, you are so arrogant, how dare you fight me!" Tuoba Mo's anger surged up, straight towards the Tianling Cap, and he strode forward.
"A fight is a fight, whoever slaps whom will do it." Huahua stood up and covered him with a slap.
"Bang"
There was no suspense, Tuoba Mo flew out and fell into the dust, because he was seriously injured by Ye Fan and the five secret realms were broken, making it extremely difficult to recover.
"Monk, if you dare to let me recover, I'll beat you to the point where you don't even recognize Amitabha!" Tuoba Mo was furious.
He is a demon-like figure. He is unscrupulous in this world, has always been strong, and has always acted as he pleased, but now he feels aggrieved.
"Who do you think you are? Just a random cat or dog wants to challenge me. I wouldn't be bored to death if I had to respond." Huahua sneered.
On the way here, he had already heard about these three people, especially when he learned that this demon-like man once said that his master Ye Fan was old and vulnerable. Naturally, he remembered it.
A monk's revenge is definitely not a simple matter.
"Boy, I heard that you are very crazy. You want to fight with my junior brother Yang Xi to prove that the shaking light is stronger than my master? I also heard that you said that in three hundred years there will be no human being in the world. Ye Fan is already dead. It's really
How sinister." Huahua stared at Mo Wentian again.
Mo Wentian snorted coldly and did not respond.
Huahua smiled and said: "That's all, I think you have a lot of wisdom and you should be a member of my Buddhist sect. Today, the poor monk will welcome you back to your place."
"What... do you want to do?" Mo Wentian's hair stood on end. He had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so he stared at him warily.
However, what kind of resistance could he have now? Huahua immediately imprisoned him. Then he took out a shiny razor, calmly held down his head, and then started to cut.
"Stop!" Mo Wentian shouted, his face turned green. How could this monk be so unorthodox and wicked? He actually wanted to deal with him like this.
"Donor, just scream, it's useless even if your throat is broken." Huahua had a mean smile on her face and waved the razor in her hand, the bright blade flying like pieces of paper falling from the sky.
Mo Wentian roared wildly, but his head was held down. He could not move. He could only feel his long black hair falling rustlingly, and the cool wind blowing from his head, making his whole body tremble with anger.
"Donor, you have achieved great enlightenment, and all three thousand worries have gone away." Huahua sheathed her sword, looking like a peerless swordsman, and held a few more sword flowers, making a cool posture.
Mo Wentian's face turned green, and he wanted to step on his bald head. Finally he couldn't help but scream, but there was no black hair dancing around, only a bald head.
Huahua took a step back, put away the razor, put on the appearance of an enlightened monk, clasped her hands together, and said: "Amitabha, good, good, donor, from now on, you will be with me, co-exist with the Buddha, and the flowers will bloom in one thought.
Master is here."
He was chattering away, but it made Mo Wentian go crazy and want to bite someone. This bald man is so wicked.
"Hey, by the way, didn't you just scold Bald Man? Are you talking about him?" Huahua asked Tuoba Mo, and then pointed at Mo Wentian.
The two parties involved were both pale-faced, with fire in their eyes, glaring at him fiercely.
"This is wrong." Huahua corrected, then walked towards Tuoba Mo and said: "Buddha said that all living beings are equal, how can you discriminate against Donor Mo? You and he are the same person."
Swish, brush, brush!
The cold light flashed and the sword light danced. Tuoba Mo also turned into a bald head. His head was shiny and he could clearly see the blue veins on the dough. He was trembling all over and rushed towards Huahua. Unfortunately, this was in vain. He was beaten by a
The slap fell to the ground.
"Don't... don't come over!" Yi Ming shouted.
"I hate pretty boys the most. No earthly aura can compare to this appearance of all living beings. Come, Lord Buddha will give you a fortune and let you return to your original nature."
Bang!
Huahua Lun used her old fist to hit Yi Ming with a black eye, and said: "You dare to insult my master, even if your master comes here!"
When Ye Fan, Yang Xi, and Ye Tong came over, Huahua had already finished cleaning up, and there were three more bald heads on the spot. Each of the three victims were shaking violently, and they couldn't even say anything angry.
"Brother, it's wrong for you to do this. After all, they are also people with status. How could you do this?" Yang Xi accused, and then he pulled them all up and said, "Come with me."
Different individuals have different temperaments, and their methods of doing things are naturally different. Yang Xi dragged three people he hated so much... into a one-on-one challenge. He was a fighting maniac.
"Junior brother, you are very cruel. Their secret realm has been penetrated. Don't kill them all accidentally!" Huahua reminded.
"It's okay, don't you have your Nirvana Heart Sutra? Let them recover temporarily, I will pay attention to it!" Yang Xi said.
In the next few days, the sound of earth shaking and mountains shaking was heard in the distance, as well as the angry roars of three people, and the fighting maniacs began to stretch their muscles.
In the Imperial Pass, the atmosphere is a bit strange. The Fire Spirit is dead and the Overlord has been defeated. People have been talking about it these past few days, and they all feel uneasy.
Ye Fan came back to life and reappeared in the world after three hundred years. This news was almost confirmed, shaking the only true way, and shocking everyone.
Now, everyone is thinking about what kind of combat power Ye Fan will have if he really recovers his Taoism? This is a question worthy of serious consideration by everyone who aspires to be emperor. Because in the future, they will eventually
Maybe we really have to face it, maybe there is a natural chasm that blocks everyone!
"I didn't expect that I was right that day. It was really him." Xi Bodhisattva sighed affectionately. Back then, they had traveled to the world of Zhongzhou Immortal Mansion together and had a friendship.
Jin Chanzi came out of the dust in white clothes, nodded and said: "That is a powerful person. But anyone who wants to become emperor must pass his level."
On this day, Yin Tiande stood on an ancient tower in the Imperial Pass and looked into the distance. He was sensing the Emperor's Immortal Sutra and was not affected by the outside atmosphere. It was not until a long time later that he opened his eyes and silently looked towards a light gate, where
Will go directly to Feixian battlefield!
On his body, purple energy surges into the sky, with a mighty force of 30,000 miles, like a god about to travel far away, giving people the feeling of being unfathomable. A pair of eyes can annihilate the endless starry sky.
"I have captured Emperor Zun's scriptures. Wait a moment and I will meet you soon." This was his whisper.
"What, Master, you actually sensed the Emperor's Immortal Sutra. This is really... outrageous!" A female disciple was shocked, then showed a happy face and almost screamed.
In the other direction, there is an ancient Taoist platform, engraved with the mottled passages of time. This place is supposed to attract the essence of heaven and earth, and be watered by the power of the sun, moonlight and other stars. It is the most splendid. However, at this time, the Taoist platform is completely dark.
There is a great treasure bottle floating there, turning into a black hole, swallowing all the essence in the universe.
Below, a man sat cross-legged, motionless, immersed in the deepest level of enlightenment, like a god sealed in the dust of the years.
Finally, he moved, and in an instant he opened his mouth and inhaled the Dao Bottle, which turned into countless runes and sank into his mouth. The black symbols were imprinted on his flesh and blood.
Then, his whole body suddenly glowed, dispelling the darkness in an instant, and his whole temperament changed drastically. A divine ring covered his body, and every inch of his body shone brightly. Even his hair was dyed with golden light, like the son of the sun god.
At this moment, he was full of eternal life and had an immortal charm, like an immortal king who had awakened from the dust and returned to the present world.
This is a completely different temperament. There are two great powers in his body, which quickly realize a transformation, making this body extremely terrifying and flowing with the most mysterious brilliance.
There is the power of the gods, the energy of the Holy Spirit, the blood of the sky-devouring beast, and the traces of the original demon... In this person, there are actually the auras of many powerful physiques in the universe, which makes people feel trembling.
Now, these origins are smelted into one body, returned to one furnace, and become a person, he is the fluctuating light!
"For so many years, I have been looking forward to a battle with you. I didn't expect you to be so defiant and come back again. My blood is boiling. I hope you won't disappoint me." Yaoguang said to himself.
"Master, you don't have time to go away now. The Emperor's Immortal Sutra is the most important thing. Didn't the guardian of the Emperor's Pass say that this is a crucial step." Another of his disciples, Li Qingzhou, came over and stood on the ancient Taoist platform.
Said next.
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In the Diguanzhong, the Great Holy Spirit, the Nine Tribulations Taoist, Ditian, the Great Demon King Guhuang, and some of the ancient emperor's bloodline arrived, and their reactions were all different.
If you want to become a great emperor, you must have a strong enough imperial body, and becoming stronger than the holy body may become the ultimate test for a powerful person who is strong enough to become an emperor in this life.
Everyone is thinking that this may be the biggest test that God has given them, allowing the strongest human body, the Holy Body, to resurrect and come back to stop them.
There is one person who is very special, and that is Zhang Bairen. He has been walking in the ancient streets without participating in anything, and seems to be aloof from the world.
At Feixian Battlefield, Ye Fan spent a few days with the three disciples and listened to them tell a lot about their relatives and friends. He was very relieved that their old friends were fine and that Heavenly Court was getting stronger day by day.
On the thatched house, a gecko fell down a few days ago and broke its tail, but now it has grown part again, causing Ye Fan to be in a daze.
In the distance, a large python was coiled on a boulder, shedding its skin, and struggled to break free from its old skin. Soon, its golden scales shone, and a horn grew out of its head. It almost turned into a dragon and crawled into the distance.
More powerful.
"Master, they are all comprehending the Emperor's Immortal Sutra, including the descendants of the Taigu Emperor. Why don't you go? It is said that there are great secrets in the sutras!" Yang Xi said.
"I don't want to go at the moment. Let me be quiet for a while and think about my own path." Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the thatched house, watching the flowers bloom and fall, the dead trees rejuvenating, and the weeds sprouting, and the whole person became peaceful.{
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