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"With such a powerful force, how many holy masters will die when they come!" Pang Bo was terrified.

"This is just an imitation of the ancient holy weapon. Although it was made by a saint, it is not the real holy weapon handed down from generation to generation. It has some defects." Behind them, Ji Haoyue appeared.

"Wang Yangzhan, it turns out that your lifespan is almost exhausted!" Ye Fan shouted.

The Yin-Yang leader appeared, with a red and black ancient mirror hanging on his head, with a terrifying aura overwhelming, his face was expressionless, lacking in vitality, and had an added look of death.

"Time does not wait for me, my life essence is dry, today I will get rid of you for future generations!" The leader of Yin Yang was very helpless, he lived for more than three thousand years, after all, he could not withstand the invasion of time, his life energy was wiped out, and he could not survive up.

Originally, he should have died a few years ago, and he has been using dragon marrow to continue his life, but after all, he failed to get the dream marrow, and ordinary dragon marrow is no longer effective.

"You think you can kill me like this?" Ye Fan sneered.

The Yin-Yang Hierarch almost lost his vitality, he was almost like a dead person. At this time, he smiled like a ghost, and said: "Although the Yin-Yang mirror I brought is not the holy weapon handed down from ancient times, it was also made by this saint. I don't want the great power of the Ji family to come, holding a similar weapon."

Ye Fan looked indifferently and looked at him quietly without saying anything.

"However, none of this is important. Inviting a strange person or taking a broken saint's weapon is not a way to kill you." Having said that, the Yin-Yang leader shouted: "The important thing is that I saw you. I only need one look. You are dead!"

"Back!" Someone yelled in the dark, alarming.

However, it was a bit late, and a terrifying aura filled the air, locking onto Ye Fan all of a sudden.

"boom!"

The Yin-Yang leader's body was shattered, sitting in the world, evaporated into a blazing light, and then turned into a silver villain the size of a fist.

His left eye was as black as ink, and his right eye was as red as blood. It was very strange. Although it was less than the height of a palm, it was creepy.

"It's broken, the Yin-Yang Sect's death curse, there is no solution in the world!"

"If you kill the enemy, you will also fall into purgatory. You will be annihilated after suffering all the most terrifying ordeals in the world. The Yin-Yang Sect Master values ​​the Holy Body so much that he issued the Yin-Yang Death Curse when he was about to die!"

There was a powerful voice in the secret who exclaimed, even they dared not approach them, they would die if they touched them.

"I am dead, but I have completely solved the great trouble for my descendants..." The Yin-Yang leader roared.

It is conceivable what kind of pressure Ye Fan has put on them today, the rise is already unstoppable, this living fossil has used such means, and he will drag him along with him when he is dying.

The silver villain, who seemed to be crying but not crying, smiling but not smiling, with one eye as black as ink and one as red as blood, crossed time and space, couldn't avoid it, couldn't get rid of it, and rushed towards Ye Fan.

"boom!"

The brilliance was overwhelming, and the power of yin and yang life and death buried Ye Fan in it at once. The death curse broke out, the boundless hell appeared, and the Senluo Temple and purgatory floated and sank, obliterating everything.

Chapter 659 Purgatory Holy Soul

The Yin-Yang Death Curse, this is the strongest blow that the Yin-Yang Sect Masters of all ages struck before their death. No matter if you are a Holy Master or a Demon Lord, if you are hit, you will be doomed.

Senluo Hell, the Ten Halls of Yama, all kinds of virtual scenes emerged, one after another of the dark palaces, magnificent and terrifying, as if they had come to the realm of death.

The silver villain, less than a palm high, was transformed by the Yin-Yang leader's lifelong combat power. The blow before his death gathered his life's strength and turned into a blazing light to bury Ye Fan below.

"It's over, Xiao Yezi is doomed!"

"It's broken, there is no solution to the Yin-Yang Death Curse, as long as you are hit, you will definitely die!"

In the rear, the people who cared changed their colors. It was useless if the power came, and it would kill you if you touched it. There was no way to resolve it.

"Hold on, little leaf!" Ji Ziyue sat cross-legged in the void, her whole body blooming with radiance, and borrowed the power of the infinite heaven and earth to push a red gold magic lamp to her brother.

This is an incomplete holy weapon, left by the ancient saints of the Ji family. Although it has great shortcomings and cannot be compared with the real holy weapon handed down from generation to generation, it is extremely overbearing, and it is not a problem to obliterate the holy master.

The red-gold magic lamp is extremely precious, and for this reason, three powerful guardians came to help Ji Haoyue, urging it to move with the source of the god king.

"Hey!"

The ancient lamps flicker on and off, and have never been extinguished since ancient times. The red divine gold flashes with red clouds, which are incomparably bright and bright. The lights are bright, and a divine phoenix rises into the sky, resounding through the sky.

The Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix flew across the sky, wiped out the endless formation patterns, and the mountain range in front of it burned instantly like paper, and then turned into ashes.

"Boom"

On the other side, a black and red ancient mirror appeared, sinking and floating, one side was as black as ink, and the other side was as red as blood, shooting out a ray of yin and yang death.

"Chong!"

The Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix kept colliding with this ancient mirror, and in just a split second, the infinite mountain range turned into a cloud of dust, leaving nothing behind!

During this process, almost all the people hiding in this area died, and neither of the two great masters escaped.

This terrifying sight made people farther away couldn't help trembling. These are the weapons of the ancient saints, and they are just incomplete imitations, not real holy objects handed down from generation to generation.

"The majesty of a saint is unshakable. A drop of blood essence is enough to kill a supreme holy master. Even though the crippled weapons are almost wiped out, they are still unable to resist."

"Little Ye Zi..." Everyone exclaimed, the Scarlet Blood Divine Phoenix was very powerful, lingering around Ye Fan, but it couldn't dive down at all.

The Yin-Yang ancient mirror blocked the way, it was very terrifying, it swallowed the power of heaven and earth, and there was no way to get close.And even if it comes close, it is difficult to resolve, and it may be turned into ashes together.

At this time, Ye Fan felt as uncomfortable as a thousand arrows piercing his heart. The yin and yang death curse was coming to his body. It was a strange force that penetrated every hole and was hard to guard against.

Outside his body, visions such as splendid rivers and mountains, fairy kings approaching the nine heavens, and the golden sea of ​​bitterness all appeared, but the most effective vision was the yin and yang diagram of life and death.

It is entangled with the death curse, constantly evolving, a yin and yang diagram ups and downs, exuding a frightening power, surrounded by Senluo Temple, ten directions of purgatory, etc.

"Yezi hold on!" Pangbo roared, and the demon emperor came out with nine cuts, containing the essence of his life, and was about to fight over.

"boom!"

A powerful member of the Ji family slapped him, pulled him with his hand, forcibly took his natal essence back, penetrated into his body, and said: "It doesn't work, it will only get you into it."

"Then what should I do?" Ji Ziyue asked, and after thinking for a while, she opened her mouth and spit out a beam of light, shooting at Ye Fan like a horse.

"Ziyue, what are you doing?" Ji Haoyue was taken aback, the vision of a rising sea and bright moon appeared, the blue sea was boundless, shimmering, and a round of bright moon rose, blocking that divine glow.

"This secret treasure is united with your primordial spirit. It cannot be sacrificed, let alone obliterated, otherwise you will fall." The power of the Ji family was so frightened that the souls of the dead were scared, and they hurriedly stopped it.

"Hey!"

Shenxia trembled, and was forcibly drawn back, submerged into Ji Ziyue's body, she shook for a while, and said: "This is the sacred item of the Bronze Immortal Palace, it should be able to break the death curse, and I will be fine."

"No, you are not united with it. If you use it rashly now, there will be death and catastrophe!" The elder of the Ji family quickly sealed her, fearing that she would mess around.

In the distance, everyone was shocked, they all knew that there was a secret treasure in Ji Ziyue's body, but they didn't expect it to be so big.

Endless years ago, someone carried half an "immortal corpse" from the Bronze Immortal Palace, and it was divided equally among the most powerful holy places in the Eastern Desolation. The Ji family got a fairy treasure from it and kept it in Ji Ziyue's body.

At the beginning, when she was in the Eastern Wasteland, the little girl had shown a strange look, saying that there was a treasure in Ji Ziyue's body, and it was this thing.