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Chapter 223 Fake Ye Fangtian?

A month later, Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the secret room, sighing in his heart that the harvest this time was huge.

Having obtained one-seventh of Pangu's godhead, he is one step closer to success. As long as he finds the other six remaining godheads, he can break the boundaries of time and space and return to the heaven.

Saving the Three Realms and destroying the Demon Realm is the responsibility of everyone in the Three Realms, and no one can evade it.

Under the cover of the nest, are there any eggs?

But where are the other six copies of Pangu's godhead? Ye Fan doesn't know, so he can only let everything happen.

After thinking about it, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, I suddenly heard an anxious voice coming from my ear: "Fan'er!"

The voice belonged to Ye Fangtian, and it sounded very anxious.

Ye Fan was surprised that since leaving the Demon's Secret Realm, Ye Fan had told his family not to disturb him unless there was something urgent.

And since the owner of Wanjian Villa, Wan Gui, died in his hands, and since the elders of Wanjian Villa swore a poisonous oath not to be enemies of the Ye family, who in the entire cultivation world doesn't know that the Ye family is not to be trifled with?

Even the Ye family has been vaguely known as the first family in the world of cultivation. What can happen to such a prestigious Ye family that makes Ye Fangtian so anxious?

"Father! Don't worry! I'll be out right away."

Ye Fan opened the door of the secret room and saw Ye Fangtian who was very anxious at the door.

"What's wrong?"

When Ye Fangtian saw Ye Fan coming out, his face lit up with joy. He took two steps in three steps and came to Ye Fan's side, saying anxiously: "Fan'er! You're out, something big happened!"

Ye Fan felt a little strange. Ye Fangtian used to either call him "Ye Fan" or just "son". In his memory, it seemed that he had never been called "Fan'er" before!

Of course, he didn't think much about it, but said: "Don't worry, what happened?"

"Wanjian Villa was destroyed!"

"What?"

Ye Fan was really shocked, although in his eyes, Wanjian Villa was actually just two or three miscellaneous fish.

But after all, on Earth, forces like Wanjian Villa are already standing at the top of the pyramid.

Even if the owner of the village, Wan Gui, dies, he is still a centipede insect who is dead but not stiff. With the strength of those elders in the Nascent Soul realm, they are still walking sideways in the entire earth's cultivation world.

"Who can destroy Wanjian Villa?"

Ye Fan murmured to himself.

Ye Fangtian continued: "Fan'er, if Wanjian Villa is simply destroyed, it's nothing.

After all, the world of cultivation is like this. Even the most glorious power will be destroyed overnight. This is really nothing!

The most important thing is that before Wanjian Villa was destroyed, its disciples had received a token. The token was simple, with a black lotus carved on it, and a terrifying blood-red word 'death' on it.

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And today, our Ye family also saw this kind of token, look!"

With that said, Ye Fangtian took out a token from behind his back.

The moment Ye Fan saw the token, his whole body suddenly straightened up.

An aura shot out straight into the sky, causing the clouds to change color. The sky was originally clear, but suddenly it was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Ye Fangtian was forced to take a few steps back by this momentum, and his eyes dimly revealed a glimmer of light.

Seeing Ye Fangtian being forced back, Ye Fan seemed to have just come back to his senses. He quickly calmed down his momentum, took two steps quickly, and said, "Dad, are you okay?"

Ye Fangtian showed a look of fear on his face and said: "Fan'er, I really didn't expect that your current cultivation level has reached this level."

"Dad, do you know? I just saw this token and it reminded me of some past events."

Ye Fan's eyes were so deep and tight that it was hard to tell what he was thinking about.

Ye Fangtian said: "What past events?"

"I once had a dream. The world in the dream was very beautiful with auspicious clouds, fairy winds, auspicious beasts all over the mountains and fields, and dazzling fairy fruits.

Whether it is gods, gods, Buddhas or all things in the world, everyone can live the life they want in this dream world.

But one day, the world suddenly changed. I don’t know where, a large amount of demonic energy appeared. As long as it is contaminated with a little of these demonic energy, any living being will be instantly polluted. From then on, it will be unable to enter reincarnation or reincarnation.

Heaven is spurned by the three realms and six realms.

The most important thing is that these polluted creatures seem to have changed their minds. They pursue killing and turn the whole world into a mess.

"Dad, do you think these polluted creatures should be killed?"

After Ye Fan said this, he stared at Ye Fangtian and said no more.

Ye Fangtian's eyelids twitched, and the kind smile on his face suddenly turned gloomy.

He first lowered his head, then raised his head, his eyes were cold, and he said: "Those high-altitude gods and Buddhas, they do not enter reincarnation, enjoy the freedom of immortality, and control the birth, old age, illness, and death of all things in the world.

They say that this dream world is the best, and I can understand that. But Fan'er, you are just a mortal body. Even if you are as good as you, as long as you don't succeed in overcoming the tribulation, you still have to struggle in reincarnation. Why do you want to

What about saying good things about them?”

When Ye Fangtian said these words, his eyes were bloodshot, showing how huge the fluctuations in his heart were.

He barely suppressed the anger in his heart and continued:

"A mortal's life spans no more than a hundred years at most. He has to face disasters and pains, struggle hard throughout his life, and eventually falls into reincarnation.

A life of reincarnation, a life of struggle, a life of suffering!

On the other hand, what is so great about those gods and Buddhas? Why do they sit on the lotus platform and arrange for all sentient beings?

Fan'er, do you really believe in the so-called fate?

Do you really believe that the control of the three realms by gods and Buddhas is the orthodoxy of destiny?"

Ye Fan sighed softly and said:

"You always feel that it is unfair and why gods and Buddhas can control all living beings in the three realms, but you can only be controlled, so you feel unwilling to do so.

But, do you know?

Before the Jade Emperor ascended the throne of God, he endured one thousand, seven hundred and fifty calamities, each calamity worth one hundred and twenty-nine thousand and six hundred years.

Do you think, how many years should he have before he can enjoy the infinite path?

In addition, if you want to be the emperor, the first thing that will be unlucky is all living beings. For the sake of your own selfish interests, you will destroy all living beings. Why the hell do you still dare to negotiate peace?"

After Ye Fan said these words, he immediately summoned the Tongtian Spirit Sword, and in an instant, the sword energy was everywhere in the courtyard.

The houses and buildings were like tofu at this moment, and they all collapsed under the sword energy, and the Heavenly Spirit Sword in Ye Fan's hand also shot at Ye Fangtian in an instant.

Although Ye Fangtian was startled by Ye Fan's sudden attack, he did not appear panicked. He grabbed the void with both hands and actually grabbed a spiritual snake staff out of thin air.

As soon as he got this spiritual snake staff, Ye Fangtian's whole body was instantly filled with demonic energy and black clouds surrounded him.

And the aura and pressure all over his body overwhelmed Ye Fan in an instant.

"Show me your true self!"

Following Ye Fan's cold shout, the light of the Sky-Bearing Spiritual Sword became brighter again, and the evil spirit split countless demonic energies and took the head of "Ye Fangtian" directly.

"Ye Fangtian" remained unhurried, chanting a mantra, and pointed his sleeves at the incoming spirit sword. Suddenly, the cuffs of his sleeves grew with the wind, and he put the spirit sword into his sleeves.

Ye Fan said solemnly: "What's in your sleeve? Zhen Yuanzi's special skills, who are you?"


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