Many people from the younger generation are pressing forward, with murderous intentions rising one after another, like waves rolling in water, because people know that missing this evening and fighting the Holy Body again will make it more difficult.
The holy body has just been formed and is not yet stable. Many people have seen this. If he is allowed to continue to make breakthroughs, few of the younger generation will dare to challenge him.
The bright moon is very bright, like a big silver plate hanging high in the night sky, its soft light is shining down, and the sacred city seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, white and hazy.
Ye Fan stood in the void. Many of the young and powerful people in front of him were unknown to him, and the ones he was most concerned about were the Golden Winged Peng King and Xia Jiuyou.
The two of them are top figures of the younger generation. They have crossed paths with him several times and were destined to have a big war. Now they finally meet again.
To Ye Fan's slight surprise, the Holy Son of Light did not step forward. He was calm and had no intention of taking action.
He was shrouded in holy light, surrounded by one hundred and eight gods, which compared with the divine moon in the sky. He was like a god under the moon at night, motionless.
"Young master, don't go over there yet!" Two old men in gray firmly grabbed Xia Jiuyou's arms.
On the other side, Old Peng King also appeared and put a hand on Golden Winged Peng King's shoulder, making it difficult for him to move.
"I'm here to fight you!" A man in yellow clothes walked out. He looked like he was in his twenties, his body was as strong as an iron pile, and his skin shone with a metallic sheen.
"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.
"I have nothing to say to you. Let me see how powerful the holy body is. Don't accidentally get slapped to death as soon as you break the curse!"
The man in yellow spoke harshly and had a sneer on his face, quite disrespectful, but he was very careful and stood far away so that no cars would come.
Not long ago, Ye Fan fought against the calamity for all to see. The power and terror of his physical body shocked people deeply. Fighting with him in close combat was definitely seeking death.
Ye Fan didn't say another word, and took one step at a time in the void. This kind of gait that almost shrank the ground to an inch shocked many people.
The young man in yellow didn't dare to let him get close, so he took action decisively, and the five-color brilliance appeared, like a beautiful firework blooming, beautifully and magnificently lighting up the entire night sky.
Of course, what is even more frightening is the energy fluctuation, which turns out to be a "forbidden weapon" that is extremely dangerous and has incredible power.
There are many kinds of so-called forbidden weapons, most of which can only be used a few times before being destroyed. They are exhausted but have great lethality.
The man in yellow took action, obviously not for a real showdown, but just wanted to use the forbidden weapon to kill Ye Fan and make him disappear from the world.
The brilliant light like fireworks turned into a magical cloud, overwhelming the sky and the earth, rushing towards Ye Fan and drowning him below.
"It's really cruel to use forbidden weapons to kill people."
"Someone must have given instructions, otherwise how could he possess a forbidden weapon!"
Many people watching the battle felt that it was too much. This was not a truly fair showdown at all. The people who came here were obviously here specifically to kill Ye Fan.
"brush"
Ye Fan suddenly disappeared from the spot, like a floating light or a flying shadow. In a moment of disillusionment, he appeared in front of the man in yellow and raised his fist to strike.
"You..." The young man in yellow was shocked.
No one expected Ye Fan to be so fast. The stars and moon behind him were eclipsed, gorgeous five-color clouds buried the void, and a destructive aura erupted.
However, all this was useless because Ye Fan was no longer where he was and was approaching the man in yellow.
"Crack!"
Various rays of light shone, and more than a dozen weapons flew out, but they were immediately smashed into pieces by Ye Fan's golden fist, unable to stop him even half a step.
"puff"
Ye Fan's golden finger swiped across, like a peerless sharp blade. The man in yellow was cut in half. He rushed through the middle, and blood spurted out.
Kill with one blow!
The man in yellow was a powerful person in the Four Extremes, but he had no resistance at all. He was torn open by Ye Fan easily like a scroll.
Ye Fanyi was not stained with blood and did not even look back. His sharp eyes swept towards the many young and powerful men in front of him.
"Who else is coming!"
Many people in the younger generation changed their minds and became silent, and many older people were also moved. It is not good that the first Holy Eucharist has such power.
"I'll meet you!"
A man in green strode over. He looked to be twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old. He was a monk at the fourth level of the Four Extremes. He had almost reached Great Consummation and was about to enter the next great secret realm.
"Qiang"
There was a flash of brilliance on his body, and the cold silver battle clothes emerged, protecting him tightly and shining with silver light. This was a treasured clothes that conveyed the charm of Taoism.
"This is..., a Holy Lord-level battle suit!"
Many people were surprised. The silver battle suit intertwined the laws of heaven and earth, and had the aura of the Great Dao. It made this person extremely ethereal, giving people the feeling that the Dao follows nature, and that heaven and man are one.
"Who is this person, and how come he has a Holy Lord-level battle suit?"
"This is a young and powerful man from Zhongzhou. I just saw him coming from behind the great figures of Zhuzibaijiao!"
Everyone was shocked. This was definitely a young and powerful man. He was probably the first enemy he encountered after the Holy Body first formed. He was much more terrifying than the person who had wielded the forbidden weapon just now.
"Zhongzhou Guming Road." The visitor announced his or her name.
Only the eyes of this powerful man from Zhongzhou were exposed, his divine light was shining brightly, and the silver glow of the Holy Lord-level battle suit flowed, covering his whole body, as if he was one with the avenue.
He held a purple-gold lamp in his hand, shooting out streaks of purple clouds, and thousands of auspicious colors falling down, making him look like a god.
There is no doubt that this purple-gold lamp is also a Holy Lord-level weapon. It contains divine patterns, is refining and psychic, and has great lethality.
Without too many words, Gu Mingdao took action. The purple gold lamp in his hand shot out a blazing purple light, illuminating the entire night sky with bright light.
Ye Fan appeared and held a small sword about an inch long at his fingertips. With a slight shock, it immediately spread out into the wind and enlarged in an instant.
The dragon-patterned black gold Holy Spirit Sword became ten feet long, thick and heavy, and the black sword body was imprinted with dragon patterns, as if it had inherited the will of heaven and earth.
Everyone gasped as soon as this sword came out. It had a great origin. It was cut out of a nine-aperture stone man and was a small sacred object.
"Buzz!"
Ye Fan swung his ten-foot-long sword, crushed the void, struck the bright purple light, and shattered it on the spot. With just one blow, he had the power of ten thousand armies.
"Bang", "Bang..."
Ye Fan held a big black sword, tilted toward the sky, and pushed forward step by step in the void, causing the sky to shake. His footsteps were beating like a divine drum in heaven.
Every time it fell, someone's body was shaken, and there was a mysterious power that seemed to step on people's hearts. Many people fell back quickly, with blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
"The Holy Body is so powerful?!" Many people were shocked.
"No wonder the four most accomplished young masters in Zhongzhou have to come forward wearing the Holy Lord's battle clothes..." People couldn't help but be shocked.
"boom!"
The purple gold lantern in Gu Mingdao's hand flew up and fixed on the sky, like a purple sun hanging down, with thousands of auspicious colors falling down, and purple clouds reaching into the sky.
Each auspicious color is like a large waterfall with tens of thousands falling down at the same time. This is a magnificent and shocking picture, with rumbling sounds and purple mist, like tens of thousands of purple dragons dancing through the sky and the earth.
Ye Fan is in the center, baptized by tens of thousands of "big waterfalls", and trapped by tens of thousands of "dragons". The power of the purple golden lamp is boundless, and it creates a destructive light to refine Ye Fan.
"This is the four most perfect monks. It's terrifying to hold a Holy Lord-level weapon!" Many people were shocked.
"boom!"
Suddenly, there was a shock between heaven and earth, and a green lotus appeared next to Ye Fan. It only had three leaves but it had the meaning of Tao giving rise to all things. A slight shock stopped everything at once.
"Chaos Seed Qinglian!"
"The Holy Body showed a vision, which is the most terrifying power in ancient times!"
Many people exclaimed and looked shocked.
Ye Fan is like a god and friends walking through the waterfall falling from the sky, walking calmly, holding a black sword and pressing forward step by step.
His steps never stopped, his rhythm never failed, and even Holy Lord-level weapons could not stop him.
Gu Mingdao's expression changed, and he wanted to take back the purple gold lamp, but he couldn't do it at all. He had to continue to use his divine power to refine Ye Fan with the purple gold lamp.
However, all this was in vain. The green lotus phenomenon of the Chaos Seed was extremely terrifying, completely immobilizing the magic lamp, and Ye Fan was invulnerable to everything within a radius of one foot, and nothing could touch him.
Thousands of purple waterfalls that penetrated the world and underground were regarded by him as nothing, and they passed through them as if they were in a deserted land.
Gu Mingdao continued to evade, but he couldn't get away at all. Ye Fan arrived in an instant and struck with the dragon-patterned black gold Holy Spirit Sword!
Gu Mingdao couldn't avoid it. A silver ancient shield appeared in front of his arm, blocking it from the sky. The black sword was as heavy as a mountain and came down with force.
"when!"
There was a loud noise that shook people's ears and drums. This is the mighty power of the gods!
Gu Mingdao was wearing a Holy Lord-level battle suit, protected by an ancient shield that intertwined Tao and Reason, but he was still smashed and flew high into the sky. You can imagine how powerful it was.
"Buzz!"
At this moment, the purple golden lamp swayed, escaped from its confinement, and flew into Gu Mingdao's hands.
Ye Fan glanced at the distant sky, but there was nothing much. He knew that a big shot was secretly taking action to free Zijin Lantern from its constraints.
He moved forward step by step, pointing his black sword at Gu Mingdao in the distance. It was as heavy as a mountain, as if it could split the world.
"Buzz"
The void trembled. Ye Fan turned his Holy Spirit Sword and swept over thousands of troops. The sword cut through the sky and made a terrifying magic sound.
"when!"
Gu Mingdao held a purple gold lantern to fight against him. The divine fire was overwhelming and the night sky turned purple, but he still could not stop Ye Fan. He had peerless sharpness and unstoppable bravery.
"Qiang", "Zheng..."
Ye Fan continuously waved the black holy sword. He was like an ancient god of war resurrected. His black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were sharp, and his white clothes were moving, overwhelming Gu Mingdao.
His body was dyed with a layer of golden brilliance, and he continuously rotated the black dragon pattern sword and the black gold sword. A total of thirteen swords fell down. Even though Gu Mingdao was protected by the holy master's battle suit, he was shocked and coughed up blood.
Everyone was shocked. Even the weapons intertwined with Taoism and reason couldn't stop Ye Fan, so how could he resist?
Gu Mingdao himself was powerful enough. He was wearing the Holy Lord's fighting will and holding the Holy Lord's fighting weapons. He was still no match and was almost shocked to death by Ye Fan.
"when!"
Ye Fan struck out with his last sword, slashing Gu Mingdao five hundred feet away, staining the sky with blood. He was unable to defeat him and fell into the dust.
"brush"
A purple bolt appeared, swept him away, and disappeared into the distance.
"Who else wants to fight?" Ye Fan glanced ahead.
Everyone was shocked. The Holy Body had just formed, and it had just entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm. It already had such combat power, it could already dazzle the younger generation!
Many people were silent, and many monks looked at the Saint Sons and Saint Daughters. Now they were the only ones who could come out to fight, and it was difficult for the rest of the younger generation to fight against them.
The expressions of the Holy Son of Yaoguang, the Divine King of the Ji Family, the Saint of Yaochi, Yao Xi, and the Saint of Zifu remained unchanged, but they didn't know what they were thinking.
Only An Miaoyi was smiling. Seeing Ye Fan's fighting prowess, she smiled with overwhelming grace, calmness and boundless charm.
"Let me go!" Xia Jiuyou's voice came, calling out to the two old men in gray, and his eyebrows bloomed with colorful lights.
"Young Master, it won't be too late to fight him when you reach the next level." Two old men in gray advised.
"If I advance to another level, I will no longer be in the Secret Realm of the Four Extremes. What's the point of killing him like that?!" Xia Jiuyou was filled with arrogance.
Everyone was speechless when they heard the words. The Holy Body showed such terrifying fighting power. Who else dares to speak like this?!
However, when everyone saw that it was him, they were relieved. This is a young man who has risen as fast as a comet. He can be said to be a rare genius in ancient times.
At only thirteen or fourteen years old, he has already reached the four great levels of perfection and will be promoted to the next secret realm. How many people can there be in this world?!
"Young Master!" Two old men in gray clothes were sweating on their foreheads.
"Stay away, who is the master and who is the servant?" Xia Jiuyou shouted coldly. Although she was extremely beautiful with red lips and white teeth, she also had an intimidating aura.
Ye Fan stood in the void with a big sword on his back, watching everything calmly with an indifferent expression.
Finally, Xia Jiuyou walked forward. The two old men in gray could not stop him. He was extremely confident and walked slowly in the air.
"You have finally broken the curse, and your holy body has just formed. You can provide me with holy blood to refine medicine!" Xia Jiuyou, as in the past, regarded Ye Fan as his prey, "I don't care at all that he entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm.
"You want to use me to refine medicine, do you have the ability?" Ye Fan was not angry, and calmly stared at this beautiful, almost monster-like opponent.
"So what if you break the curse? In the splendid era before all the kings came together in ancient times, even the most accomplished Holy Body could not be the best in the world. There was never a shortage of powerful enemies to contend with!" Xia Jiuyou sneered again and again, with bright red lips and snow-white lips.
His teeth were shining brightly, and he said: "I will ruthlessly defeat you and make you my servant forever and ever, so that you can understand what it means to be number one in the world!"
"If you lose, how about becoming my servant?" Ye Fan stepped forward, and every step he took was like the roar of war drums, making the world shake.
"I am the best in the world, whether it is physical fitness or cultivation, I am enough to overpower you." Xia Jiuyou came towards me, her hair flying, making him look ethereal and otherworldly, and said: "Provide me with holy blood for the rest of your life.
Be your servant!"
"Buzz!"
Ye Fan took action. It was useless to talk to such a person. Only by suppressing her could everything be solved.
"That's... the Immortal King comes to Jiutian!"
"One of the most terrifying visions in ancient times!"
Everyone exclaimed, all extremely nervous.
Ye Fan showed a vision and transformed into another self, sitting high in the ninth heaven, surrounded by black and yellow aura, like an immortal looking down on the people!
This visionary Immortal King stretched out a big hand to grab Xia Jiuyou.
Suddenly, an area of heaven and earth was isolated, and Xia Jiuyou seemed to be standing in another starry sky, with a solemn expression, fighting against the Immortal King, and the sound of long music sounded.
"This is...Nine Nether Immortal Song!"
"What, does he have the same physique as Gai Jiuyou? This is the terrifying sound of the prelude to God!"
Eight thousand years ago, Gai Jiuyou came out of Zhongzhou, and he just missed becoming the great emperor. He was invincible in the world, and it is said that he sat in the Eastern Wasteland.
Many people know it and immediately think of that invincible figure.