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Chapter 783: Spiritual Art

Chapter 783: Spiritual Art

Blood dripping and shocking!

Ye Fan stepped on Zi Tiandu and fell from the sky. He stomped his chest to pieces and split it into pieces. He pushed through it with his soles and stepped on the ground.

This scene stunned everyone. There were no one knows how many sect leaders there were in this garden, let alone how many rising stars there were in Nanling. All the pearls of the great sect of the dynasty were eclipsed.

The blood-stained demeanor and bloody scenes are more powerful than any words. The dignified young master of Shenling Valley, the heir of the ancient royal family, was defeated by the human holy body.

Ye Fan didn't use any tricks, he didn't even reveal his weapons. Pure aesthetic violence was devastating, crushing everything with a pair of golden fists.

Invincible! Everyone felt it, and he had such a belief in his heart.

Ye Fan's decisive words and actions make people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles and smashing everything in front of him with one punch.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all had pale faces. They were frightened in the distance and felt very uneasy.

Wu Fei, one of the four great goddesses, was okay, but the other pearls were also restless, wondering if Fang had ever criticized the human holy body when she and the young master of Shenling Valley smiled beautifully.

Many people were shocked, watching from a distance, and no one dared to get close.

The ground was scarlet, and Ye Fan just stepped there. Zitian's body was torn apart. At this time, a big golden hand pressed down, intending to completely end his life.

Zi Tiandu screamed, extremely shrill, and his body completely collapsed and turned into a piece of brilliance, but everyone was surprised. This was his own initiative.

A blazing light emerged, and another Zitiandu stood in the void, escaped from Ye Fan's feet, became one with the soul, and rushed forward.

The whole world roared, and various lines of avenues emerged. Immortality, eternity, and eternity all seemed to be destroyed.

A god!

Everyone felt such a breath. This purple sky transformed into light was in harmony with the soul. It was even more terrifying. It suddenly stopped the void, and for a short moment, everything seemed to be still.

"Do you really call me the Valley of the Gods for nothing?" Zitian was very cold.

Ye Fan's body was unable to move and was restrained in the void. The god-like light body in front shot out terrifying beams of light.

"What we major in is the gods, and the physical body is just a station!" Zi Tiandu shouted, killing Ye Fan's soul and destroying him in the immortal platform.

The Valley of the Spirits is ultimately about cultivating the soul and refining your own spirit. When you reach the highest state, you will give up your physical body.

Zitiandu is far from reaching the highest level. If it were not forced to such a desperate situation, it would not dare to use it, because it will easily destroy the gods!

However, he succeeded today and there was no danger.

"Boom"

As if Ye Fan's flesh shell was struck by lightning, a crack appeared between his eyebrows, and a wisp of blood spilled out, but his body did not fall and remained standing.

"Such a powerful body. It would be a pity to destroy it. Leave it to me as a post station and become my true form in the future." Zi Tiandu laughed, extremely cruel.

His body emitted a more terrifying light, which shot towards Ye Fan's eyebrows. There was a soft thud, and there was another crack, and blood flowed.

"Break your immortal platform, seize your flesh shell, and the human holy body will become my body from now on!" He yelled crazily and rushed forward.

In the distance, everyone was horrified. No one thought that Zitian had such terrifying methods. The physical body was not important, the truly cultivated gods were the most terrifying.

"You can go die and give me this powerful body." Zi Tiandu shouted, with a ferocious look on his face, wanting to turn into a blazing light and penetrate Ye Fan's immortal platform.

"Bang"

Suddenly a golden thing came out, grabbed him, and pinched him in the palm of his hand. Ye Fan said coldly: "God, this is nothing more than that!"

"What, how can you break through the eternal confinement? No one on the second level of Sendai can escape this bondage." Zi Tiandu yelled, and it was not until this moment that he was frightened.

"It's true that there is such a secret skill in the Valley of the Spirits, but I'm still a little short of trying to kill me." The golden fighting energy outside Ye Fan's body continued to evaporate, the blazing aura was overwhelming, and the place was flooded with immeasurable holy light.

All restraints, imprisonments, and eternities have been broken.

"Ah..." Zi Tiandu yelled and struggled violently, but it was useless. Ye Fan's big hands were closing and his light body was slowly disappearing.

Relying on one's own efforts, climbing from hell to heaven step by step, turning everything around, it will be full of a sense of accomplishment, and the spirit will be endlessly happy. However, if you are kicked down as soon as you climb up, it will be worse than reincarnation in the eighteenth level of hell. sorrow.

"No!" Zi Tiandu was completely devastated, thinking that he would turn the tide of the battle at the critical moment and crush the great enemy under his feet, but he never thought that it would still be in vain.

Everyone was really chilling. They asked themselves, if it were them, no one would be able to escape this disaster. The secret technique in the Valley of the Spirits was sudden and terrifying.

A veritable Jedi counterattack! However, it was suppressed by Ye Fan forcefully and failed to achieve the desired effect.

"I don't want to die. Use the mantra of the ancestral king and the forbidden magic to burn it for me with the power of heaven and the light of Tao!" Zitian roared unwillingly, with a ferocious look on his face.

On his body, there is an ancient character blooming with a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there is an inscription on his soul, exuding a terrifying pressure of a saint.

"The breath of the ancient ancestor king!"

Ye Fan yelled, "It's not good. It was the work of an ancient saint-level figure. Zi Tiandu was the inheritor of the Valley of the Spirits, and he was really protected and doted on."

"Buzz"

His Immortal Platform is dazzling, with a golden little man exactly like him, holding a small cauldron and flying out, in harmony with the great road of heaven and earth.

At this moment, time seemed to have stood still, and the void seemed to have solidified, which was countless times stronger than the eternal imprisonment of Zi Tiandu.

The divine form of Ye Fan in Tai Chi reversed the transformation, and the soul merged with the Tao, becoming an elusive point, breaking out of the original body of the sky, and turning into a variable!

Like a ray of light from the beginning, nothing could stop it. The Yuan Shen held the small cauldron and suppressed it from the sky. With a bang, it shattered the soul of Zitiandu.

Everything is quiet, only the point where Tai Chi is reversed to become Wuji moves, and that is Ye Fan's soul and the small tripod.

In the distance, the people watching the battle were still, as if frozen in this picture.

"boom"

It wasn't until Zi Tiandu's soul exploded and Ye Fan's soul returned holding the cauldron that everything seemed to be moving.

Ye Fan fled far away in an instant and left the scene. Zitian was completely destroyed in form and spirit, and without even a scream, he turned into dust.

"Who is it that kills my descendants without leaving any leeway?!" A majestic voice shouted, and there was an ancient character in the void that glowed with divine light reaching the sky.

"It's me!" Ye Fan stood in the distance, feeling relaxed and unafraid.

"Buzz"

The ancient character glowed brightly and turned into a big purple claw, overwhelming the sky and the earth. It was going to turn it into ashes and destroy everything in one blow.

Heaven and earth tremble!

Ye Fan took action decisively, and the golden fighting energy boiled, flooding the world, reversing the secrets of heaven, and confusing everyone's vision.

He carved eighteen ancient characters in the void, nine of which were recorded in the Taoist Scriptures, and the other nine were recorded in the Sun Scripture, creating a small world cage that covered all atmosphere and was completely isolated from the outside world.

At this moment, Li Tianyan took action decisively without any hesitation, and directly sacrificed the Goddess Furnace. The crystal-clear furnace burst out with blazing light and smashed into it.

Roaring like the sea!

All words are indescribable, it is deafening, as if the sun, moon and stars are falling one by one.

However, people outside could not perceive that they were using the weapons of a human race great sage to kill the handwriting of an ancestor king.

Eighteen ancient characters cover up its atmosphere.

Ye Fan, Li Tian, ​​and Yan Yixi were strong and decisive, and they were so bold that they completely wiped out the mark of an ancient ancestor king.

Zitian is dead!

This news spread quickly, causing a lot of noise in Nanling. Many people were dumbfounded and surprised.

Various tribes will be born in the ancient times. This huge pressure makes the divine dynasty feel breathless. In recent years, the human race has been facing a powerful enemy, and many people have become uneasy.

Now, someone attacks the ancient royal family and kills the successor of the Valley of the Spirits. This is really a big change. It is the first time someone dares to do such a thing. This is an uproar.

After killing Zitiandu, Ye Fan did not leave. He was enjoying the scenery in a garden, which made some people very uneasy, especially Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, and Xie Siyuan. They felt uneasy.

Ye Fan glanced at them lightly and said: "As a leader of Nanling, you should have your own integrity. Your ancestors are all talented people who will go down in history."

As soon as these words came out, several people's faces immediately burned. They cupped their hands and slowly backed away. The other party did not turn their backs and make any move, so they finally let out a sigh of relief.

The sound of the guzheng first started like a trickle, a drop of clear spring, and then slowly became more intense, and gradually became louder, with the sound of gold and iron horses, the clanging of swords, and the killing soaring to the sky.

At the end of the song, Wu Fei, one of the four great goddesses of Nanling, sighed and said: "Young masters, do you think that I am trying to flatter the ancient royal family?"

"Of course not. Wen Xian knows people. Miss Wu is extremely smart and intelligent. How can she be that kind of person?" Li Tian smiled, with a familiar look on his face, and stepped forward to introduce himself warmly.

The four great goddesses of Nanling moved the world with their beauty. They were all peerless beauties and captivated the country. It was hard to find anyone who could match them. Qi Huoshui ranked first and Wu Fei ranked third.

"Are you guys still here for a long time? Aren't you afraid of the enemy coming?" Wu Fei said.

"I am sitting here quietly, waiting for them to come one by one!" Ye Fan stood in the pavilion, speaking sonorously, looking into the distance.

You don't need to think about it to know that the outside world must have been noisy for a long time, and I don't know how many people are talking about today's battle.

Ye Fan seemed to have seen Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Yuan Gu, and people from the Killer Dynasty arriving.

"You want to wait for them to arrive?" Yan Yixi asked secretly.

"Of course we can't wait for them to hit them as targets. Let's kill them one by one when they are approaching!" Ye Fan said solemnly.

The wind gradually picked up, and the crystal flowers withered one after another, flying and falling down one after another.

"The ancient ancestor king is about to be born, there is huge pressure..." Ye Fan said to himself, how easy is it to scare those ancient kings?


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