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Seven hundred and seventieth chapters of the great world, the enemy of all religions

The biting cold wind, the bloody grassland.

Half a month has passed, and the northern land is still ablaze with war, and various battles and pursuits are still going on.

A behemoth that had stood for hundreds of thousands of years fell completely. Dozens and hundreds of tigers and wolves rushed in, biting and fighting for it, and breaking it apart. This was a blood-stained picture.

The gods collapsed, the clan was exterminated, and the Wang family, which had been ruling the Northern Plains since ancient times, became history. A more complex power structure was formed, and they unanimously hunted down the fish caught in the Wang family.

This is a tacit understanding. The arrival of new forces will inevitably trample on the corpses of the former overlords. If their descendants are not completely wiped out, they will have trouble sleeping and eating.

For half a month, the whole world has been shocked, and the whole world has been shaken... The destruction of this ancient family has a huge and far-reaching impact.

To ordinary people, this is like the overthrow of the ancient heaven. It is almost a myth. The so-called immortality will eventually come to an end.

A legacy that had accumulated prestige for a long time and looked down on the world was cut off like this. He fell so suddenly, and the waves of smoke and dust flooded the world.

It's been half a month, but people are still in shock. This is a shocking wave that shakes the whole world and frightens the world.

The barbarian cavalry was so powerful that tens of thousands of people marched into the Northern Plains and defeated an ancient family. This was the topic of conversation when people met, and everyone looked excited.

It has been many years since such a major event happened. In the post-ancient era, this is enough to be listed as one of the most influential events.

Ye Fan, this name seemed to have a kind of magical power. After it spread throughout the five regions, everyone felt awe in their hearts.

He returned to this world after disappearing for twelve years. This in itself contains a shocking secret. Otherwise, how could he return? Only the ancient emperors and the great saints of the human race had such abilities.

Not long after his return, he angered his old friend and led a barbarian army into the Northern Plains, flattening the Wang family's sacred land and wiping out an ancient family.

Twelve years ago, rumors about Ye Fan were still mainly in the Eastern Wasteland and parts of Zhongzhou. Now, the success of the battle has shocked the world, shaking all the five regions, and no one knows about it.

From that day on, no monk in this ancient star knew the name Ye Fan. Such a shocking battle became an unattainable myth.

Everyone is talking, and all major religions are thinking that the whole world is in turmoil.

The power and terror of the barbarians also made the world tremble, especially the Nanling sects, all of whom were a little bit embarrassed. They didn't know that there was such a group of ancient barbarian warriors in the deep mountains and old ridges.

Perhaps, Mouyou Demon Emperor Palace is well aware that this terrifying force has never been cut off and has been there since ancient times, but it is very low-key.

It is difficult for the world to know what terrible details the Wang family has, but the possession of a saint-level ancient ancestral beast has spread throughout the world.

In this post-ancient era, saints are mostly legends and are hard to see. To have such a living ancestral beast is really horrifying, and it can definitely kill everyone.

However, even though they were so powerful, they were suppressed by the barbarian army. The terror of these barbarians can be imagined, which made even the holy land with the Ji Dao Imperial Soldiers frightened.

The turmoil continues, with heated discussions everywhere, and the whole world is paying attention.

Ye Fan's strong return dared to uproot an ancient family in anger, which made the blood of many young people boil. Everyone is eager to succeed when they are young. His fame will be remembered in history. Many people walked out of the mountain gate and began to walk in the world.

This war affected many aspects. According to the statistics of many great religions, local conquests increased several times as a result, and it seemed to be the prelude to the turmoil.

In the Eastern Wasteland, the Holy Son of Yaoguang stood under a divine waterfall. His whole body was shrouded in one hundred and eight divine rings. Even his hair was golden. His eyes were as deep as the ocean, looking at the North Plains in the distance.

In the Northern Territory, many ancient royal families were born, which made many powerful forces restless, feeling on pins and needles, and wanting to move their clans.

Jiang Yifei, dressed in white as snow, with a rich spirit like jade, black eyes full of intelligence, elegant and handsome, stood on a towering mountain and said to himself: "Yuan Gu may take action, but Huang Xu Dao probably won't."

Will go down the mountain...

In the city of God, a Taoist priest with disheveled hair, wearing a shabby Taoist robe, was drunk and said: "Who am I, who is the Holy Body, and who are you?"

He gave instructions to the people around him, and everyone retreated, almost frightened, and fled in all directions like ghosts and gods.

"He is Taoist Shencan!"

People only had this sentence to remind their acquaintances, and then they all ran away, and no one dared to stay.

"Huo Qizi worships the dense soil of the past" Outside the ancient mine of Taichu... Tao's figure is independent, like an immortal mountain that has existed forever, making people unable to breathe, and the sky in all directions is about to collapse.

He stood facing the Taichu Ancient Mine for seven days without taking a step in. Finally, he turned around and left, as if blending into the great avenue of heaven and earth and disappearing on the horizon.

Nanling, on a beautiful mountain peak, has a silver waterfall hanging down, green pines, strange rocks standing upright, and blooming flowers.

A man appeared in the sky, handsome and flawless, like a banished immortal, dressed in blue clothes, sitting cross-legged on a stone cliff, ten fingers lightly crossing a guqin, playing a heavenly sound.

Around him, hundreds of birds paid homage and landed one after another. All kinds of fresh flowers bloomed just for him, with their fragrance flowing in advance and their petals glittering and translucent.

“Boom!…

The last string fell, and there was a roar, which was different from all the previous wonderful sounds. A huge black hole appeared in the sky, terrifying and boundless, swallowing up all the mountains below!

"Origin of the Holy Body, I have been waiting for you for twelve years, and you are finally back." Hua Yunfei said calmly, and stood up.

On a cliff thousands of miles away...a beauty in white was sitting cross-legged, with 365 golden vortexes rotating all over her body. Each one contained a golden god inside, which was strange and terrifying.

After a long time, she opened her eyes and shot out two dazzling beams of light, which dyed the flowers all over the mountains and plains with a layer of golden light. They were extremely brilliant and beautiful, but after only a moment, they all turned into powder with a pop.

The Yin Yang Sect in Zhongzhou is silent from top to bottom. The recent shocking changes have made them restless, and many disciples are even more frightened.

The demon Ye Fan is back and actually attacks an ancient family. If he leads the barbarian cavalry, how can they resist? Every young disciple is terrified.

Of course, there are also great teachers who are sharpening their swords and preparing to kill Ye Fan.

The two ancient killer dynasties, their divine sons and goddesses, have already set out to enter Nanling, and will launch a thunderous strike as soon as Ye Fan appears.

The Sons of God in the past generations dared to kill kings head-on, not to mention that they always walked in the shadows and were famous for their assassinations.

“Prove the Tao through killing and achieve immortality!…

Deep in the South Ridge, two ethereal figures shouted together, and then no one knew how many deep mountains and ancient ridges around them collapsed and turned into stone powder.

A shocking murderous intent shook the heavens for eternity and spread throughout the vast wilderness. It was extremely terrifying. Behind them, a man and a woman went on the road and disappeared separately.

The barbarians of Nanling, for the past half month, have remained the same, with ancient trees in the sky, and birds of prey tens of feet circling above them, flying across the sky like dragons, a prehistoric scene.

In the past few days, there have been constant visits from great sects. The Battle of Beiyuan shocked the whole world, and all the major forces were frightened, and they all wanted to find out the truth.

The barbarians have their own rules of conduct, and most of them have not been seen. However, they made an exception today and received a group of distinguished guests from the Donghuang Ji family.

"That kid really didn't come back with us. He stayed in Beiyuan and will show up in a while." An old man from the barbarian tribe explained.

Ji Ziyue wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfied: "What is he doing?"

"Little Yezi wants to find Tu Fei back. It's been sixteen or seventeen years since we were separated. He was transported to Beiyuan, and there has been no news... In a huge ice block, Li Heishui's whole body was eroded by the island light, and his injuries became more and more serious.

Too heavy.

"Okay, I'll wait here until I come back." Ji Ziyue held her chin, sitting on a stone platform, looking at various prehistoric creatures, her big crescent eyes blinking, full of curiosity.

"Don't worry, Brother Ye will definitely come back. He said he would take me to kill Zi Tiandu and avenge my brother... Dongfang Man smiled honestly.

The melancholy moonlight, the cold wind, the desolate grassland, the blood-stained future, and the hero's end.

Ye Fan has not yet left Beiyuan. He is walking around with Yan Yixi and Li Tian and sees scenes of battles. Armies from all walks of life enter Beiyuan and the killings continue.

The fighting was finally coming to an end, and in the process, they also killed some powerful enemies.

"Tu Fei, where did you go? Which corner was sent by the Black Emperor?" Ye Fan wanted to find this old friend.

Pang Bo, Monkey and others are unknown whether they are alive or dead, and whereabouts are unknown. Others have already received bad news, which needs to be cruelly confirmed.

No one is chasing them, but Ye Fan cannot be found. Now all the enemies are focusing on him and must be preparing to kill him.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to go back. If he wanted to find his old friend, he had to think about it in the long term and search slowly.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the sky is cold. The grass on the prairie is taller than a person, and it is completely barren.

Under this moonlit night, the lone wolf was filled with sadness and roared at the moon, which spread far and wide.

Ye Fan and the three of them walked on foot, crossed a large grassland, visited many ancient religions, and saw many customs and customs.

"when……"

A roar sounded particularly distant under the moonlight, like the roar of a yellow bell.

There are weeds all over the vast grassland, and there is no human habitation for hundreds of thousands of miles. This area in particular is even more desolate. The grass is two or three meters high. How could such a sound come out?

Ye Fan and the others rushed forward, traveling quickly for more than a hundred miles. In front of the grass-covered field, there was an ancient temple standing majestically, shrouded in sacred light.

This is a very mysterious picture. The vast prairie in the night moon is endlessly desolate, with only the roar of wolves, but the sudden appearance of such a sacred ancient temple is really a bit unexpected.

"Buddhism in the Western Desert came to Beiyuan to preach countless years ago. Isn't this a holy temple that has been preserved from that time? It is said that one of the ten disciples of Amitabha personally came to Beiyuan to preach." Ye Fan was surprised.

The ancient temple is majestic, solemn and sacred. Although it is night, it is shrouded in a golden light, and the long roar of the big bell comes from inside.

When they opened the ancient temple door and walked into the courtyard, they immediately felt a sense of grandeur and solemnity, as well as the surging power of Buddhism.

Suddenly, Ye Fan was stunned. As soon as he stepped into a Buddhist temple, he turned to stone because he saw a familiar figure, a peerless beauty.

"Dignified guests have come from afar, and the slaves are at peace, and the moon is playing music at night..." A woman with unrivaled beauty and unrivaled beauty is sitting in the Buddhist hall, her smile captivates the city, and her smile captivates the country.

"Miaoyi!" Ye Fan lost his voice.

"You know me, but I don't know you for a long time. So, you are the one I am waiting for... This charming woman in white like snow has a bright smile, but it makes Ye Fan feel a little confused.

Trembling, the taste is hard to understand.

"You don't know me?" he asked.

"I don't know you anymore... This woman's smile made Mark's heart tremble.


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