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The Yin-Yang life-and-death mantra is very special, it is pervasive, and cannot be resisted by all kinds of secret techniques. Once it locks on a person, it will go straight to the source.

"boom!"

Ye Fan's body shook violently, and the Yin-Yang Death Curse entered his body, his vitality was completely extinguished, and he was full of lifeless energy, almost wanting to destroy everything about him.

"Repression!"

He drank lightly in his mouth, nine ancient characters emerged and sank into his body, and the nine emperor characters in Taoist scriptures poured into the ground like mercury, and flowed in instantly to suppress the yin and yang curse of life and death.

"No, his realm is too low, even with the Great Emperor Formation, it can't really work at all, and it can't play a real role!" In the distance, a powerful member of the Ji family said.

The Yin-Yang Death Curse burns Ye Fan's divine power, destroys vitality, and wreaks havoc in his body, trying to devour him and completely transform him into a dead body.

This is not an ordinary attack, but a grievance, which is very strange and hard to guard against. Once locked on the Qi machine, it will never stop dying.

"Six Seals of Forbidden Immortals!"

In Ye Fan's eyes, a piece of runes flickered, and the boundless stars were flickering. He engraved words in his body with his spiritual thoughts, densely packed, like a vast starry sky.

"boom!"

The divine flame is burning, but it is still useless. The Yin-Yang Death Curse cannot be extinguished. It inherits a kind of origin between heaven and earth, and is an intangible and insubstantial thing.

"what……"

Ye Fan yelled, the golden blood flowing all over his body quickly, his heart thundered like a drum, and the fluctuations made people's ear bones humming.

The Yin-Yang Death Curse can kill the Holy Lord. He relied on his strong physique to resist until now. Yin-Yang runes appeared one after another on Ye Fan's body surface, full of death.

"Little Yezi!" Li Heishui and others yelled, anxious but unable to help.

Ye Fan struggled to raise the mace in his hand, which was lent to him by Dongfang Ye, and it could exert the divine power of the ancient saint's weapon, but it was useless at this time.

Unless, he also kills himself, otherwise there is no way, the curse is invisible, and he will be one with him long ago.

Ye Fan trembled all over, sitting cross-legged in the void, in the four secret realms of Lunhai, Taoist Palace, Siji, and Hualong, there were chanting sounds, resounding through the sky.

He has four powerful ancient scriptures in his practice. Although they are all incomplete, they are unparalleled in the world when they are put together, and they possess the profound meaning of the supreme way.

The scriptures are like thunder, like dragons, like phoenixes, and like lins, resounding through the nine heavens and ten earths, the wind and cloud change, the sky and the earth turn pale, but it is still difficult to erase the curse.

"The sacred body is shocking. He has all kinds of secrets. If he reaches the realm of the Holy Master, he will be almost invincible. It is not a problem to break the Yin-Yang Death Curse, but at this time his realm is too low!" Shock.

"The death curse that turned into a living fossil level did not wipe him out immediately. It's really shocking!" People in the hostile forces felt cold in their hearts. Such a holy body is really dreadful. Who can be the enemy when they grow up in the future?

"Break it for me!"

Ye Fan yelled loudly, but he still couldn't do anything about it. The death curse was invisible and entangled with his origin. The fatal blow of a living fossil couldn't be broken at all with his current state.

All kinds of attempts and all kinds of efforts were in vain. Ye Fan became ruthless and refused to resist. He triggered the death curse and rushed to the depths of his wheel sea origin.

Now, there are two pieces of green copper, all of which are in the presence of the old gods, and there is no response, so he used this to attack the treasure of Zhongzhou.

"boom!"

Endless brilliance shot out from his body, and the dead energy boiled, like boiling a pot, and collapsed in all directions.

"The Holy Eucharist can still persist..." People could hardly believe it.

The Yin-Yang Death Curse rushed into the sea of ​​wheels and hit two pieces of green copper. It was thrown out at the first time, and most of the shock was scattered, and it was forced out of the eye of the sea god spring.

"Bastard!" Ye Fan cursed, the two pieces of old copper did not move, shook off the death curse, and became still like a rock, doing nothing.

In the end, he changed his color, and the curse rushed towards his sea of ​​consciousness, trying to destroy his god!

The physical body collapses, but it can be repaired. If the spiritual consciousness is destroyed, the whole person will cease to exist. Ye Fan let out a long cry, and had no choice but to give up the physical body and escape the spiritual consciousness first.

Between his eyebrows, the small golden lake was beating, and a little golden figure exactly like him stepped forward, about to soar into the sky.

However, the dead air was like a deep sea, blocking the way forward, imprisoning him in front of his eyebrows, making it difficult to escape.

"It's broken, the Yin-Yang Death Curse, the most terrifying aspect is manifested, everything is incinerated, and everything is indestructible!"

But everyone who understands is backsliding, trembling with fear, and the terrible death curse has fully erupted, and there is no room for it to be resolved.

"Heaven and earth are furnaces, yin and yang are fire, burn the gods, and destroy all spirits!"

This is the Yin-Yang Death Curse, which was created by the most powerful ancient saints of the time. It is said that in his later years invincible, he met a foreign god, self-destructed his body, and obliterated the god.

The world is like a copper furnace, and the death curse is a fire, burning blazingly, roasting Ye Fan's body and refining his consciousness.

"Crash..."

The golden villain transformed by Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts opened his mouth and took a breath, and took an ancient picture from the cauldron of the Mother Qi of all things, and put it on his body.

There are stars twinkling on it, like a map of the starry sky, with the luster of a flowing dream. It is the fairy treasure brought out from the Chaos Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, and has been held by the Fighting Saint Emperor and the Ruthless Emperor successively.

"boom!"

The death curse erupted in an all-round way, but it failed to destroy Ye Fan immediately, but burned him almost to pieces.

"Not dead yet!" In the distance, all the hostile forces felt chills in their hearts. The vitality of the Eucharist was too strong. Even with the protection of secret treasures, it couldn't last so long.

"Little Yezi hold on, if you can't break it, you will exhaust the power of the death curse!" Ji Ziyue shouted.

"Yes, the Yin-Yang Sect Master has been exhausted, and then his death curse will be exhausted, let him die in vain, leaving no regrets!" Pang Bo and others also shouted.

"He can last for half an hour at most!"

"Maybe I can last for a day!"

The secret opponents all sneered, and many people prepared to collect the corpse here.

One hour, two hours, three hours...

One day, two days, three days...

Ye Fan really persevered, and it took a full eight days, but he was still alive and struggling!

"Damn it, is the Nine Lives Cat reincarnated?"

"Damn, why are you still alive!"

The hostile people couldn't sit still, but there was nothing they could do. Eight days had passed, and the Qishi mansion had already been alarmed. Several powerful deputy mansion masters came and set up a ten-direction formation to guard here.

Ten days, 20 days, 30 days...

A month later, Ye Fan's bones were burned out, and his flesh and blood were almost dry, but he was still alive.