Chapter four hundred and sixty fifth time is running out
Chapter 465: Time is running out
The huge island of God is full of young people, all of whom are elites from major religions, and all have impressive talents. However, after meeting the Holy Son of Yaoguang and the Ji family’s Divine King Body, everyone consciously chose
Low profile.
Then, when they saw the Golden Winged Peng King and Ye Fan, everyone restrained themselves again, fearing that these two evil stars would come to their door.
The Golden-winged Peng King has always been unruly. If he commits cruelty, his relatives will not recognize him. It is said that he once killed thirteen people of his own clan in a row. He is cold-blooded and cruel, and possesses a kind of innate demonic nature.
Not to mention Ye Fan, he killed many disciples of the Holy Land, Yaoguang, many disciples of the Ji family fell into his hands, and even the saint of the Zi Mansion was raped by him.
Not long ago, the saint of Zhongzhou’s supreme sect was beheaded. How many people dared to offend her? The younger generation would walk around after seeing this.
After Fenghuang intervened, the Golden Winged Peng King snorted coldly, stared at Ye Fan, and said: "I will let you live a few more days!"
"Birdman, if you dare to talk to me like this again, I will kill you right now. I don't care where you are!" Ye Fan stood up suddenly, pushed forward, and his golden finger quickly touched the nose of Xiaopeng King.
"You dare to point at me?!" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes stood up. He turned his right hand and grabbed Ye Fan's finger, trying to break it.
"when!"
Ye Fan swallowed the divine light with his fingers, slashed at the enemy's big hand, and wanted to cut it off. His holy body had just formed, and now his body was incomparable. He just wanted to make the Golden-winged Little Peng King furious and suffer a big loss.
However, when the two collided together, they made an ear-splitting sound, sonorous like a divine drum vibrating. The Golden-winged Little Peng King stepped back, his palms bright red and blood flowing.
Although he killed the Golden Winged Peng King, Ye Fan was shocked. His physical body was so powerful that no one among his peers dared to challenge it.
However, the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King took it hard. Although he suffered a big loss, his palm was not broken. This is not in line with common sense.
The Tianpeng clan can fight against the dragon clan, and they are indeed unparalleled physically, but they will never be able to compete with the current Ye Fan. This is obviously extraordinary.
"boom!"
There is golden blood flowing between the hands of the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and then it burns into golden divine light. The injured parts quickly recover, and his palms are strong and powerful, and there is no more damage.
"This is... Tianpeng's true blood!"
"He received the baptism of Tianpeng's true blood!"
Everyone was surprised. In the early years, the old Peng King explored a ruins and obtained Tianpeng's true blood. This is an immortal sacred object left by the ancestors of the Tianpeng tribe, which can help his descendants transform into Tianpeng's holy body.
King Lao Peng used some of it himself, but kept most of the rest. At this time, everyone saw the golden blood burning into divine flames between his palms, and they suddenly understood what had happened.
Ye Fan was startled after hearing their words, and then he became very forceful and pushed forward, pointing at the nose of the Golden Winged Peng King again and said: "If you don't accept it, try again!"
Everyone was dumbfounded. Who is the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King? Who dares to treat him like this? The Doomsday Holy Body really has no scruples. In front of everyone of the younger generation, he pointed at his nose and scolded him.
"Buzz!"
The Golden Winged Peng King snorted coldly, and slapped his palm forward as big as a dustpan, emitting a golden light that could break Ye Fan's bones and tendons.
"when!"
Ye Fan was not afraid, and raised his hand to greet him. The golden palm as big as a millstone seemed to be forging iron, and the whole island shook.
The body of the Holy Body was unparalleled, comparable to that of a Holy Lord-level figure, and it knocked the Golden Winged Peng King back more than ten steps. The tiger's mouth was completely broken, and blood flowed out.
"Do you think you will be number one in the world after baptizing your body with Tianpeng's true blood? Unless you dig out your older ancestors and get Kunpeng's true blood, you can give it a try!"
Ye Fan continued to stride forward, still extending his right hand, pointing at his nose, and scolding him in front of everyone.
This gesture can be said to be quite disrespectful, but Ye Fan didn't take it seriously, because the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King was too arrogant and repeatedly provoked him to kill him. This was done deliberately.
All the saints and saints stood aside, and everyone's heart was beating violently. The body of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, who had been baptized with Tianpeng's true blood, was not as strong as the Holy Body, completely giving up their hope. Now they can only use the overwhelming magic power.
Just put it to death.
"Okay, okay, okay!" The Golden-winged Xiaopeng King shouted coldly: "This is over, I will fight you decisively, and I will use my supreme magic power to suppress you to death!"
Without saying a word, Ye Fan slapped him with his big golden palm. To deal with this rebellious madman, the only way to deal with him is to be crazier than him.
The Golden Winged Peng King was so angry that he was pointed at his nose and scolded, and now he was slapped with a big golden slap. This was an experience he had never had before.
Especially now, in front of everyone of the younger generation, it was unbearable for him!
"Little Yezi is so wicked. He wants to make the Golden-winged Little Peng King angry and eat him to death with his body." Li Heishui muttered.
"He deserves it, otherwise he would always act like I am the best in the world, think he is invincible every time we meet, look down at us, and be extremely arrogant, so we should treat him like this." The big black dog said.
"when!"
There was another loud noise, and the body of the Golden-winged Peng King was shaken violently. He let out a loud roar, and his whole body was filled with golden light, like a demon god resurrected, with his blond hair dancing wildly, ready to fight Ye Fan.
"Am I still afraid of you?" Ye Fan stepped forward, his palm turned into a golden monument, which was engraved with innate patterns, and he was about to strike forward.
"That's enough!" Fenghuang came over and blocked Ye Fan. She was graceful and graceful. The phoenix mask on her face bloomed with five colors of brilliance, and her whole body was glittering and translucent, like the mysterious goddess from the Nine Heavens descending to the mortal world.
"Do you have anything to say?" Ye Fan asked casually.
"My grandpa's fifteen hundredth birthday is approaching, but you are making trouble here. What are your intentions?" Princess Feng Clan scolded.
"Didn't you see that he repeatedly provoked me?" Ye Fan glanced at her.
"I only see you being unreasonable and unforgiving!" Feng Huang said coldly.
"You also said that I have a point of view. You should ask him why he is provoking and causing trouble here before the Holy Lord of the Wind Clan's birthday." Ye Fan smiled.
"snort!"
The golden-winged Xiaopeng King showed his murderous intentions, but he suppressed his anger and turned around to leave. He was afraid that he would not be able to help but explode. He walked to the other end of the giant island, away from Ye Fan.
Ye Fan chuckled, passed by Feng Huang, ignored him, and started talking to others.
Fenghuang was startled, but when she saw his posture, she couldn't help but feel angry. She snorted coldly, turned around and left, leaving behind a sweet fragrance.
Prince Daxia, Yao Yuekong talked with Ye Fan and Li Heishui. They had aloof status and were not afraid of anyone. During this period, Ye Fan asked the little nun in white where the sacred silkworm had gone.
Xia Yilin wrinkled her nose and sighed. She had seen the divine silkworm several times in the Northern Territory, but the little golden creature had completely forgotten her and ignored her. Recently, it even disappeared.
"Is this Brother Ye Fan of the Holy Body? He is indeed a generation of talents. I am truly lucky to meet you now." A very gentle and delicate man came over, with a fair complexion and a gentle smile.
"You are..." Ye Fan was confused.
"My name is Zhao Fa. I am a nobody. I cannot compare with Brother Ye. I am just here to make friends based on my courage." Zhao Fa smiled.
"Be careful, this guy is not a good guy. He comes from the Ziwei Sect and has a mysterious inheritance. He is not a holy land, but his disciples are all extremely powerful!" Yaoyuekong said through the message.
When Ye Fan heard the word "Zi Wei", his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Fa a few times. He looked very gentle, not like a monk.
Li Heishui also sent a message: "I've heard of this guy. He's not a good guy. He talks a lot but doesn't know what to say. He likes to do evil things at critical moments. He has a very bad reputation. Ziweijiao has an unknown strength, but he is as rich as anyone in the world and has dabbled in all walks of life.
Industry."
"Brother Zhao is too polite. We are friends if we meet each other, why should we be so indifferent." Ye Fan responded with a smile.
Zhao Fa talked a lot, and finally made a point and explained his purpose. He wanted to pay a lot of money to buy the dragon-patterned black gold holy spirit sword in Ye Fan's hand, and he also wanted to buy the seeds of the Kirin magic medicine.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and understood. Everyone knew that he was going to die soon. Zhao Fa wanted to get his treasure in advance to avoid missing it.
He couldn't help laughing and said: "It's not that I don't want to sell it, but that I can't sell it. In a few days, I may have to cut off my own cultivation, use unicorn seeds to continue my life, and become an ordinary mortal. As for the dragon-patterned black gold holy spirit
I also plan to exchange the sword for the peerless elixir, just to extend my life."
Not only Zhao Fa was frightened, but other saint sons and saint girls also looked over. He wanted to cut off his own cultivation just to survive. Is this true? This is a big deal!
"Brother Ye has suffered such a calamity, which is very sad. I believe you will be able to get through this ordeal and will shine in the future." Zhao Fa laughed, then turned and left.
After a while, the little girl raised her head, shook Ye Fan's leg, and said: "Brother, he is not a good person. My daughter heard it. He was so vicious just now..."
"Nanny, what did you hear?" Ye Fan was surprised and squatted down. He didn't expect that the little girl's hearing was so extraordinary.
The little girl heard that Zhao Fa was having a secret conversation with someone, and she wanted to do something bad to Ye Fan. She would wait for him to rob him of his treasures before he died, or if he became a mortal, she would deal with him ruthlessly.
Yao Yuekong and Prince Daxia were both shocked. They didn't hear anything, but little Nannan learned all this, which was really shocking.
The little girl was like a porcelain doll, very well-behaved. The little nun in white squatted down, picked her up, looked like she loved her very much, and gave her a top-quality spiritual fruit.
"We'll get rid of him first, how dare you have such an idea!" Li Heishui said fiercely.
Ye Fan smiled and said: "Don't get to know him first. Isn't Ziwei rich enough to rival the world? I have other plans."
Soon, several disciples of the Wind Clan came over. When they passed by Ye Fan, they obviously had no good expressions. They couldn't forget the three million kilograms of the source. Someone muttered softly, "I'm so embarrassed to come..."
"Young man, you need to take a longer view. After all, he has obtained the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi. Isn't it a piece of cake to return you three million kilograms of Yuan?" The big black dog glanced at them.
"How can I pay for it if my life is gone?" One of them was very rude. He had been raped by Ye Fan before.
Fenghuang's maid was also beside her and said: "We should hand over the dragon-patterned black gold holy spirit sword and the seeds of the Kirin magic medicine. It's not enough to pay for three million kilograms of the source."
"Okay, I want to live even if I say these things to you." Ye Fan laughed.
"What... do you mean?" All the young people in the Wind Clan were startled and couldn't help but retreat. All the saints and saints also looked at them.
"I mean, not long after, I will cultivate myself, become a mortal from now on, and strive to become a Source Heaven Master, and I will return your Source when the time comes." Ye Fan said this.
Everyone was shocked. They knew that Ye Fan had indeed received the inheritance from Yuantian Master and might really embark on another path.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief. The time for the Holy Body is really running out. It’s time to make a choice. At the same time, they are also a little surprised. Even if Ye Fan’s cultivation is completely useless, if he becomes the Yuantian Master, he will be