Wang Chong was arrogant and arrogant, as if he was the Northern Emperor. He despised Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen and the others, spoke arrogantly, gave advice to several people, and wanted to kill them at every turn.
He was just a little monster of eleven or twelve years old, but he was so domineering and humiliating the younger generation of saint-like figures, and he didn't even take it to heart.
At this time, a big golden foot descended from the sky and stepped on him to the ground. The earth shook with smoke and dust, the surface cracked, and the situation was reversed.
Wang Chong screamed, he was really scared, his long golden feet were as heavy as mountains, his sternum was broken, he couldn't breathe, and his whole body was almost deformed.
At this time, Ye Fan displayed his magical power, and he was ten feet tall, as if he were made of gold, like a god of war flying from heaven, with overwhelming power and overwhelming power.
Ye Fan's feet were crushing, just like stepping on an insect. Wang Chong's whole body bones were shaking and about to break. Although they were in the same realm, whose physical body could compare with the holy body.
Relatively speaking, Wang Chong was as fragile as a glass man, and it was impossible to withstand it. Blood spurted out from his mouth, his eyes were malicious, and he didn't say a word.
"Looking for death, let him go!"
"You dare to commit suicide. You will die today without a complete body. Your soul will return to the underworld, be branded with the mark of the Eighteenth Purgatory, and suffer torture!"
Two loud shouts came from the side. One of the two ancient creatures was over a foot tall and covered with golden scales. The other was two meters tall and had a pair of silver divine wings. They were both ferocious and ferocious, with eyes like knives.
But he and they didn't dare to move rashly. If Ye Fan put one foot down and exerted a little force, Wang Chong would be reduced to a pulp, with no bones or dregs left.
"Get over here!" Ye Fan didn't care at all. He yelled loudly and exerted force on his feet. The little monster screamed and coughed up blood.
"You...you really don't know how to live or die. How can the master here allow you to run wild? It's hard for you to die even if you want to die. I will boil you into human oil and light the sky lantern in a while." An ancient creature threatened Ye Fan.
"Let him go quickly and let you go, otherwise you will regret coming to this world and not even be able to die." Another ancient creature shouted loudly.
"Click"
The response to them was just a hard kick. Wang Chong's bones were broken by hundreds in an instant. His whole body was convulsing, and his face was filled with fear and his face was as white as snow.
At this moment, only one of his heads was exposed outside the golden feet, and the rest of his body was trampled under the feet. Life and death hung in the balance.
Li Heishui, Jiang Huairen, Wu Zhongtian and others felt refreshed. Seeing this scene, they all let out a sigh of relief. They were feeling frustrated just now. This little monster was too arrogant.
"Ye Fan, if you dare to kill me, my brother will not let you go. No matter what cards you have, you can't escape death!" Wang Chong said harshly. With so many people watching, he didn't want to beg for mercy, otherwise he would be the only one.
My brother couldn't bear to lose his face, so he still kept shouting.
"Hurry up and let him go!" The two ancient creatures also shouted.
Ji Ziyue was worried. Now Ye Fan was no match for Wang Teng in any way. The difference was too great. She reminded him in a low voice, "Don't be impulsive."
"This is not the right place to kill him..." Liu Kou and the others also said the same thing. Beidi's combat prowess was obvious to all, and the showdown with the Zhonghuang at this time made all the leaders of the factions fearful.
"Let me up quickly, or you will know the consequences!" Wang Chong shouted. Seeing several people like this, he knew that they were all afraid of his brother, so he felt relieved and sneered again and again.
"You want me to let you go?" Ye Fan smiled and raised his big feet.
"You know what's going on." Wang Chong vomited a mouthful of blood and was about to get up.
"Bang"
Suddenly, the big golden foot fell from the sky again, and this time it stepped directly on his face, causing him to sink half of his body into the ground.
"What... do you want?!" Wang Chong was frightened. He felt scared and sent out his spiritual thoughts, saying: "Don't mess around."
Ye Fan raised his feet slightly, and the little monster's face was full of fear. His teeth were stepped out and his facial features were deformed.
"Bang"
Ye Fan stomped down again, and Wang Chong was almost like a persimmon cake, his body was in tatters and was trampled to pieces.
"Help!" The little monster could no longer care about anything else and shouted with his spiritual thoughts, extremely frightened.
"As if I dare not kill you, but you still dare to be arrogant in this situation, today I will stomp you to death like a cockroach!" Ye Fan sneered.
"Bang"
He took away his magic power and transformed into an ordinary child. He stepped on Wang Chong's face again, and he no longer looked human at all.
Everyone was surprised. It was obvious that Ye Fan wanted to end his life. He did not intend to let the little monster live.
"stop!"
Two ancient creatures rushed forward, one gold and one silver, breathing divine light, and rushed over like two ferocious beasts.
In the distance, Wang Teng, who was fighting a life-or-death battle with the Central Emperor, also glanced over. Two terrifying beams of light shot out from his eyes, which was breathtaking.
"Here you go!" Ye Fan snorted coldly and stepped down hard.
"puff"
Blood splashed everywhere, and the golden soles of his feet crushed Wang Chong alive, and then turned into a meal of mud and splashed out. There was not a drop of blood on his green clothes.
The heroes looked at each other in silence. Ye Fan was so bold that he trampled Wang Teng's younger brother to death in front of everyone.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang, Yao Xi, the Prince of Daxia, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Ji Haoyue, Yan Ruyu and other old friends are all here, and they are all moved.
There are also many young people from Zhongzhou, Nanling, West Desert and other large areas here. They are all shocked. They trampled Wang Teng's younger brother to death in front of him. How many people dare to do this?
Even the elders and the overlords of one side are frightened. Today's Beidi can compete with all the Saint Lords. He is a rising star that everyone is afraid of. He is a dragon among men and few people dare to offend him.
However, Ye Fan did this, without any taboos, and trampled Wang Chong to death with one foot, killing this little monster with terrifying talent.
"You really have no scruples. You even stomped Wang Teng's younger brother to death!"
"This really requires courage. How many people dare to do this?"
"What a pity for this little monster. Although his character is not good enough, his cultivation talent is rare in ancient times and modern times. He is less than twelve years old and he is already a strong man who has transformed into the eighth dragon. This is rare since ancient times."
"This monster in Donghuang is too bold. He really dares to kill anyone. I guess the saint's brother is here. If he does this to him, he will be beheaded."
The people present, whether they were senior leaders or monsters from the five realms, all couldn't help but take a breath of air.
"you……"
"Damn it, you actually killed the master's brother!"
The two ancient creatures went crazy and rushed forward. Their whole bodies seemed to be on fire. Their scales clanked and thousands of swords were fired. Every thin scale was a holy sword.
Ye Fan had a sneer on his face and was fearless. He made no other moves. He just took a step forward and dodged a kick with all his strength.
"boom"
Suddenly, green energy boiled on the ground, dragon-shaped air pillars penetrated the sky, pillars supporting the sky appeared one after another, and the power of the dragon was like the sea, cutting off the path forward of the two ancient creatures.
"The Qinling Eternal Dragon has come out!"
The Xunlong Earth Masters in Zhongzhou all changed their colors and exclaimed. Ouyang Ye from Donghuang and other people who came from the Yuanshu family all changed their colors.
"No, it's the essence of the Qinling Eternal Dragon!"
All strangers who have studied the mountains, rivers and ground are surprised. This method is terrible and requires extremely high-level magic to elicit the true dragon essence.
Ye Fan is calm and composed, standing here without fear of everyone. After observing and studying here for more than a month, he has already understood everything. With the source technique, he can now fight with the supreme holy master.
In this place, he is invincible and can use the power of Qinling's ancient dragon for his own use. Now he has activated the ancestral roots of the earth.
"Eh"
Ye Fan was surprised when he saw a flash of light in the distance. Wang Chong was reorganizing his body in pain, and it was about to appear again. There was a magic talisman between his eyebrows, flowing with splendor.
"No wonder Wang Teng didn't come over. I'm still wondering that there is such a life-protecting talisman!" Ye Fan strode over and stepped over again.
"Buzz"
The talisman flickered, trembled slightly, and led Wang Chong backwards a hundred feet away. There was a golden power flowing on it, and Wang Teng's shadow was vaguely reflected.
"It's Wang Teng's nine-turn magic talisman. It's immortal. He really loved Wang Chong and passed it to him to save his life." Someone secretly exclaimed.
"What, the Nine Turns Talisman really exists in the world?!" Everyone was shocked.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the magical talisman. It was less than an inch long, made of real gold, flowing with divine brilliance, had an ancient charm, and was covered with Taoist patterns.
The nine-turn magic talisman was made through the sacrifice of the only Luan Gu emperor in the North Plains. It can die for one's own body. It has the wonder of heaven and earth and is a sacred object for body protection.
From this, it is not difficult to see how terrible Wang Teng's situation was. He even obtained the magic talisman of the ancient Emperor Luan Gu, and most likely had already received his inheritance.
"According to legend, wasn't the Nine Turns Talisman broken? Why did it appear in the world again?"
"Although it is a broken Nine-Turn Divine Talisman, it was made after all as a sacrifice to the great emperor of the human race, and it still has the effect of immortality!"
Everyone's eyes were red. Wang Teng was indeed lucky enough to have obtained this heaven-defying artifact and gave it to his younger brother without any care.
"Could it be that Beidi has obtained all the inheritance of Emperor Luan Gu?"
This ancient emperor's strength shocked the past and present, and was extremely terrifying. No one knew the depth of it. It was said that he might have another base.
Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat. The refined talisman of an ancient emperor, even in fragments, was a priceless sacred object. He used the earth dragon energy to separate the two ancient creatures and killed them.
At this moment, many people envied him. Others were afraid of Beidi and did not dare to snatch it, but he was unscrupulous and wanted to kill Wang Chong and seize the talisman.
"Brother, save me!" the little monster screamed in fear.
In the distance, Wang Teng is fighting against the Central Emperor. It is indistinguishable. Four holy spirits surround him. The real dragon leaps into the sky, the divine phoenix roars in the rivers and mountains, the white tiger roars at the moon, and the basalt expands the sea. He is like the Ziwei Emperor coming to the dust.
At this time, it was difficult for him to be distracted. The Emperor was opening and closing, every move was neutral and peaceful, and he had the power to transform decay into miraculous power.
However, at this critical moment, Beidi still struck out with a sword, and a golden holy sword flew out, exuding the power of the Emperor of Heaven, surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, hundreds of feet long.
"boom!"
The source of heavenly patterns appeared under Ye Fan's feet, and the earth's underground dragon energy erupted like a volcano. One after another, a total of eighty-one heavenly dragons rushed up, and everyone was shocked and fell back.
"Qiang"
Ye Fan stepped on the Xing Zi Jue and forced Wang Chong to approach. He stretched out a big hand and blocked his head.
"Bang"
The little monster's body was broken into pieces again, and the nine-turn magic talisman between his eyebrows was taken away. Ye Fan grabbed it in his hand, and the luster flashed in his palm.