Eighteen green mountains stand tall, surrounded by light mist. Each peak has a thousand-foot waterfall falling down, splashing thin smoke, and green water flowing around the mountain. This place is lush and beautiful.
The spring water is flowing and the flowers are blooming, giving this beautiful place an extra vitality and a ray of agility.
In other places, such scenery may be nothing, but it is rare in the Northern Territory. There are gravels everywhere and no grass growing. This kind of landscape is like a fairyland. There are rich vegetation, misty water, misty palaces, green mountains and green waters.
This place is truly a beautiful and pure land.
"Who are you?" The people from Qingxia Gate shouted. Ye Fan simply flicked his finger, and the huge stone with the word "Qingxia" engraved on it at the gate shattered with a "pop" and turned into dust. "This..." Everyone said
Gasping for air, the person who came here was evil and directly smashed Qingxia's wall stone. This was obviously serious.
"Are you looking for death?" The people of Qingxia Gate were furious. Only three people came, but they dared to speak so loudly that they wanted to establish a sect here. They were too underestimated. The people guarding the gate all used their weapons and flying swords.
, God's Hammer and others are like a rain of light, shooting in.
Ye Fan didn't care. He waved his sleeves and a "click" sound came. All the weapons were shattered and fell to the ground. Even if more than a hundred monks from the life spring realm came, they couldn't compete with him. He flicked his sleeves violently.
, all the people at the mountain gate flew out and fell into the pool under the waterfall.
"Hurry and report to the leader!" By now, they knew that they were in serious trouble. The other party was unfathomable and was by no means an ordinary fanatic.
Ye Fan stood in front of the mountain gate, and there was a flash of light behind him, and there were 108 more flags, which he spent a day engraved yesterday.
When he was in the Southern Territory, Elder Han of Lingxu Winter failed to refine the medicine for him and ended up risking his own life. There he got two volumes of ancient animal skin books when he left the cave.
One of the volumes was an ancient book about Taoism. After entering the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, he was able to understand that although this ancient animal skin scroll was not a profound ancient secret book, it still had its own unique features.
The one hundred and eight large flags carved by Ye Fan, with dense Taoist patterns, were a method of encirclement. He threw four poles and immediately locked the mountain gate.
Then, he rose into the sky and threw the remaining 1,804 sticks, all of them stuck in the mountains and rivers, sealing off the ten directions.
The big flag roared, and disappeared outside the green mountains and green waters.
"Who...are you?" The person guarding the mountain gate stepped back.
In front of the mountain gate, there is a bluestone paved road, hundreds of steps like a long dragon lying on the ground, fresh grass on both sides, winding fairy vines, and a gurgling stream.
"I am your future leader." Ye Fan walked forward and climbed up the steps. His steps were light and there was no murderous intent. His whole person was extremely elegant.
"You..." The people of Qingxia Sect backed away one after another. The more ethereal this young man looked, the more they felt uneasy.
"This place is very nice!" Ye Fan kept nodding. The oasis where Shizhai is located is too small, with a radius of only more than ten miles. When a strong wind blows, the sand and dust in the distance will rush in, which really makes him uncomfortable.
He likes mountains and rivers and beautiful scenery. Qingxia Gate is indeed a good place to cultivate one's mind and nature.
"Who is causing trouble?!" A loud roar came, and an old man shot through the sky like a meteor and landed in front of the mountain gate.
Ye Fan walked calmly, walked up slowly, and said: "I am a casual cultivator, I don't mind mentioning my name."
"Do you want to start a sect here?" The old man's eyes were serious and his face was as dark as water. It would be difficult for anyone to smile after hearing such news.
"Yes, that's what I meant." Ye Fan nodded.
"Based on your age, you are really shameless!" The old man said with a disdainful sneer on his lips.
No wonder he looked down upon her. Ye Fan was handsome and looked to be only about fifteen years old. At such an age, even if he was a descendant of the Holy Land, he might not be able to pick Qingxia on his own.
Ye Fan took his time, climbed hundreds of stone steps, and stood by the water. When he was standing by the pool, his whole body was covered with a layer of water mist, as if he had been banished to the world.
Only then did the old man see some clues. Ye Fan was right in front of him, but he was so vague and unpredictable.
"There are rogue bandits running rampant within a radius of five hundred miles, and they are closely related to Qingxia Gate. Are you also involved?" Ye Fan asked.
"You even know this?" The old man was uneasy and couldn't help but speak. "Then there's nothing more to say. I'll send you on your way."
Ye Fan suddenly floated in front of him, stretched out his hand and pressed forward. "Buzz" the weapon vibrated, and seven weapons, including swords, guns, swords and halberds, rushed out of the old man's body, turning into seven rainbows and piercing Ye Fan's palm.
However, what shocked him was that the seven weapons were like rotten wood, broken inch by inch and vulnerable to a single blow!
That jade-like palm seemed to have a kind of magic. The weapon was indeed pierced in the palm, but it was scattered like loess and completely shattered.
He was shocked. Such a method was so miraculous that it made him feel cold all over and he quickly retreated. "Since you are indulging the bandits, I have nothing to say. I will send you on your way."
Ye Fan pressed back with his hand, and the old man flew dozens of feet away on the spot, and then suddenly fell apart.
The people guarding the mountain gate were stunned. Even the elders in the gate were crushed to death by the young man's hand, making them tremble all over.
This is simply killing a god when a god blocks it, and destroying a Buddha when the Buddha blocks it. This is a young demon king. Who can stop him? He killed Qingxia's elder with one slap. I'm afraid even if the leader comes out, he may not be able to suppress him.
Ye Fan ignored them and continued to move forward. Those people were trembling and dodged to both sides.
"When can I go in and out of Ji's house and enter the Holy Land of Shaking Light like this?" He felt that if he wanted to make the trip, he would need a huge amount of resources.
There were screams of shock, everyone inside the Qingxia Gate and the ancient bells were alarmed, and many monks flew over quickly.
Ahead, the running water was tinkling, and patches of flowers and plants were growing beside the spring pool. At a glance, they were colorful. Figures descended quickly, surrounding Ye Fan and the three of them.
"Brother Ye..." Wang Shu was a little nervous. "Which one of you is a bandit?!" Erluzi was very angry.
"Where are you three from and what nonsense are you talking about?" people around shouted.
"You allow Chen Big Beard to plunder everywhere and attack ordinary mortals. I won't wrong you, right?" Ye Fan said calmly.
"So, it's you who caused Big Beard Chen's inexplicable death?" From behind, an old man with white beard and white hair, who looked like a fairy, slowly walked forward.
"A monk from the secret realm of Taoist Palace?" Ye Fan showed a hint of surprise.
"Chen Big Beard is my disciple. It was he who provided me with enough resources that allowed me to break through the shackles of the other side. You actually killed him and dared to come here!" The old guy stared at Ye with murderous intent.
Fan ordered the people around him: "Kill him!"
All around, figures were flying, lights were shining, all kinds of weapons were being drawn out, and dozens of people were taking action at the same time.
Ye Fan didn't expect that so many people knew about Chen Dabeard, so he snorted coldly and decided to go on a killing spree.
"You two stand back and watch carefully!" He asked Wang Shu and Lei Bo to get out of the way. Ye Fan was like a dragon, and he rushed up. The second part of the Nine Secrets was pointed at the sky, and he shouted softly. In an instant,
, a large seal appeared and vibrated on his head.
This is a majestic giant mountain, towering into the sky. It is imprisoned into an ancient seal. When it is pressed down, you can clearly see birds, beasts, and towering ancient trees on it. The "boom" is unstoppable. The big seal of the mountain is so powerful.
But Qingtian was shaken down, and all the weapons flying in the sky were turned into ashes.
"Ah..." screams came, and among the dozens of people who surrounded Ye Fan, no one could escape. His body cracked and disappeared into ashes at the same time. This shocking scene made the monks in the distance gape and sweat.
It flowed for a long time, and then it couldn't help but tremble.
In the sky, the great seal of Qingtian Ancient Mountain slowly faded and then disappeared.
This is the holy method of fighting, the second of the nine secrets, which represents the ultimate in attacking techniques. It can evolve into thousands of moves. Every time you understand it, you will realize different killing techniques.
"You...what secret technique is this?" The old man with white hair and white beard no longer had the aura of immortality. He showed a horrified look and kept retreating.
"The art of killing!"
Ye Fan smiled lightly, there was no need to tell him that this was the Ninth Secret. "I am the Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect. Do you really want to be my enemy, Qingxia?"
He transmitted the message loudly, shaking like thunder from the sky, waking up the retreating leader and other supreme elders.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "It's useless, no one can save you."
"I am a monk in the secret realm of the Dao Palace. If you want to kill me, you can't do it without paying the price!" He looked stern but was stalling for time.
"Let's reunite with your good apprentice, Chen Dabeard." Ye Fan took a lotus step with a lotus step, and there was a rhyme under his feet, and he chased after him lightly.
"You...I will fight with you!"
Li Xiao, the supreme elder of the Qingxia Sect, had a ferocious face, beard and hair standing on end, and his eyes were dark. A dozen weapons rushed out of the wheel.
And from inside the Dao Palace, a green-armored "god" flew out, holding a broad sword, and covered in green iron clothes with cold light. He was several meters high. He stepped forward and cracked the ground with one step.
The three-meter-long sword started to rotate, green energy surged, and it made a whining sound. Thousands of rays of light shot out, like a sword rain falling down.
This area is filled with divine splendor, dozens of weapons, and this "god", sealing this area, creating endless murderous intent and dazzling brilliance.
In the distance, the disciples of Qingxia Sect shouted in unison. In their opinion, Ye Fan was completely submerged inside and would definitely die.
However, they quickly shut their mouths. "Boom" Ye Fan squeezed the big sun seal with his hand
The vigorous sun rises slowly, huge and overwhelming, filling the sky.
Yes, a red sun is as boundless as the sea, filling the sky, vigorous and majestic, burning everything with its fiery red brilliance!
The god in green iron clothes was burned alive to ashes almost instantly, and the dozen or so weapons were burned into gaseous state in an instant and ceased to exist!
Ye Fan squeezed the Big Sun Seal with his hand, and a huge red sun appeared above his head, like a huge mountain, filling the sky with such power that everyone couldn't help but want to kneel down.
"Ah..." the Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect screamed. He lost the god born in the Taoist Palace. He suffered heavy injuries and fled desperately, trying to survive.
Ye Fan lightly shook the Great Sun Seal, and nine golden crows suddenly rushed out of the vigorous red sun. Their bodies shone with golden flowers, as if they were made of gold. Each one had three legs, and they flapped their wings and screamed.
Not far away from the "pop", many Qingxia's disciples were oppressed by this supreme power and knelt down, unable to stand any longer.
The nine three-legged golden crows turned into nine rays of golden light and rushed past. Although the Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect had rushed out hundreds of feet, they still burned up silently and turned into black ashes in an instant.
"Ah..." Screams rang out one after another. Wherever the nine golden crows passed, no one could resist them. They were all destroyed by the golden fire and turned into dust.
This was an extremely terrifying power with an unparalleled sense of oppression. It was not until Ye Fan released the Great Sun Seal that the huge red sun and the nine golden crows slowly disappeared.
Further away, many Qingxia disciples collapsed and fell limply to the ground. They were unable to compete with such a supreme power, which directly frightened them to their very core.
This is one of the nine secrets, the ultimate in offensive techniques, the unparalleled holy method of fighting! Every time you comprehend it, you will develop a great killing technique, ever-changing and endless!
Outside, all the Qingxia disciples were trembling with fear. That handsome young man was simply a demon king. His unparalleled terrifying power alone was enough to frighten their bodies and minds, and there was no need to fight at all.
The roars came one after another, and the Supreme Elder and Headmaster of Qingxia Sect were all alerted. They all came out of seclusion and rushed over quickly.
The figures flashed, and ten figures landed one after another, surrounding Ye Fan. "Ten powerful men from the secret realm of the Dao Palace, it seems that I can do my best today."
Ye Fanyun was calm and gentle, not even the slightest bit shocked.