Cover the sky

Thousands of swords blared, golden crows filled the sky, and thousands of sword glows rushed from every ancient altar, flying towards Ye Fan in the center.

This is an ancient killing formation, and a lot of energy has turned into golden crows, culled down, covering the sky and covering the sun, everywhere.

In this ancient formation formed by intertwined divine light, Ye Fan is like a god traveling, covering a golden Tai Chi circle all over his body, stepping on the Xingzi Jue, and moving quickly.

He first landed on the reef, took away the forbidden array set by the nine gods, picked up the crying child who was about to faint, put it on his shoulder, and said: "Don't cry, Send your Uncle Jiang on his way."

The body of the old servant was buried in the black sea by him. The young child cried hoarsely, his voice was hoarse, and he stretched out his little hand weakly to grab into the sea.

"Crying can't solve the problem. Your Uncle Jiang hopes that you can grow up. Now I will teach you the first lesson."

Ye Fan put him on his shoulders, soared into the sky, stood in the center of the ancient killing formation, and said: "Do you really think that a magic formation can trap me?!"

The Fourth Prince of Jinwu said solemnly: "Let's talk about it after you escape."

"Activate the ancient array for me, smash his bones into ashes, and never be reborn!" The fifth prince of Jinwu ordered loudly and coldly.

The ancient killing formation, swallowing the essence of the world, for a while, the dark wind howled, and the dark clouds flooded the sky, all of a sudden, it was extremely terrifying.

"Uncle Jiang, don't go, I miss you, I have no relatives, only you..." The poor child wept and whimpered.

Ye Fan led him up against the sky, holding the Wanshang Bow in his hand, and said: "Only by growing up, only by becoming stronger, can you comfort your Uncle Jiang, look forward to it!"

"Buzz!"

There was a slight tremor, the bowstring was loosened, and a golden light stretched for dozens of miles, rising against the sky!

This arrow gathered all his strength, was endowed with life by him, and infused with his perception of the Dao. As soon as it appeared, the heaven and the earth rang in harmony, the Dao rumbled, and the auspicious colors descended from the sky!

"puff!"

A streak of blood splashed, and the fourth prince of Jinwu yelled loudly. An arrow pierced through the center of his eyebrows. The Shenhong stretched for tens of miles, and he shattered into the void.

"what?"

"Fourth Prince!"

……

Everyone of the Golden Crow tribe shouted loudly, all terrified.

"Come again!" Ye Fan yelled, and once again bent his bow to the sky, his divine power was circulating, the energy in his body was boiling, and his whole body was made of gold.

"puff!"

A divine rainbow several tens of kilometers long pierced through the air, nailed on the forehead of the Fifth Prince of Jinwu, flew hundreds of kilometers away with the dead body, and then shattered into a blood mist!

"Come again!" Ye Fan yelled again, this voice was like a curse from Jiuyou Hell, making everyone in the Jinwu tribe terrified and couldn't help trembling.

Chapter 727

"Come again!" This voice was like a curse, making everyone in the Golden Crow tremble.

"Woo..." The third arrow was finally shot out, it was still dozens of miles long, piercing the clouds and making a piercing whining sound.

There are lines one after another on the body of the arrow, the heaven and the earth are in harmony, and Ye Fan has given the imprint of the Tao, which is the embodiment of his ideas!

This arrow shot at the third prince of the Golden Crow tribe, pierced through for hundreds of miles, the seal of the Dao descended from the sky, the auspicious color was transpiring, the sky rumbled like thunder, the scene was frightening.

The third prince of the Golden Crow Clan, this is a super powerful Junyan, he melted away in one go, and performed the Golden Crow's maneuvering technique, turning into a golden cloud, avoiding this fatal blow.

The others breathed a sigh of relief, and finally they didn't shoot the third prince, otherwise it would be too terrifying.

"The same arrow style, can't you continue to use it? Melt him, and set all the altars on fire at all costs!" The third prince of Jinwu had dark eyes, and ordered loudly, full of murderous intent.

"Ugh..."

The magic sound returned, and the tens of miles long horse shot back at a faster speed, shocking the world.

"careful!"

"No, third prince!"

The two elders of the Golden Crow tribe shouted, their eyes were about to burst, and the hairs all over their bodies stood on end, but it was already too late.

"puff!"

The Shenhong, which was tens of miles long, flew back, piercing the back of the third prince's head with an arrow, carrying his body forward for more than a hundred miles, and then exploded, sending stones and broken bones flying everywhere.

This arrow not only gathered Ye Fan's divine power, but also imprinted his indestructible will, engraved with his divine sense of enlightenment, and will never stop until he kills the enemy.

When the divine arrow returned, it swallowed the energy of the ten directions, and it was even more terrifying than when it just left the Wanshang Bow. It was Ye Fan's will that dominated all of this!

Another prince of the Golden Crow clan was shot dead without any suspense, it was very clean and neat, and everyone in the Golden Crow clan felt chills all over their bodies.

"boom!"

All the altars were on fire, and the eyes of the Golden Crow were so excited that they wanted to destroy all the ancient altars at all costs and let Ye Fan be buried together.

On Ye Fan's shoulder, the child was sobbing softly, his big bright eyes were filled with tears, pitiful, his little hands stretched down together, although he was hundreds of feet away from the sea, but he still wanted to catch something , sobbing sadly, crying sadly: "Uncle Jiang..."

Ye Fan didn't take the child into the cauldron, but wanted him to experience the so-called war. His path was destined to be uneven, and he couldn't be raised as a flower in a greenhouse.

"Grow up, be strong, this is your best memory and dedication to Uncle Jiang!" Ye Fan said as he patted his head.

Then, his eyes turned cold again, and he still bent his bow and set his arrows, aiming Shenhong at the last target, the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow Clan!

This time, a total of five of the top ten princes came here, and he wanted to shoot them one by one without giving them a chance.

"Quickly, let the ancient god formation burn and stop him!" The elder of the Golden Crow tribe shouted, while the Seventh Prince had already rushed to the sky, fleeing desperately, away from this ancient formation.

"It's useless, you can't get away today!" Ye Fan's voice was very cold, stirring over the ink sea, causing the entire ocean to hit the clouds with furious waves, hitting the sky high.

He used the Xingzi Jue to pass through one layer after another of the restrictions, and stood alone in the sky. He bent his bow and set an arrow like a full moon, and his whole body was as bright as a round sun, arousing the essence of the nine heavens.

"Hey!"

Finally, with an arrow shot, the Seventh Prince of the Golden Crow turned into a huge golden divine bird and flew out for more than a hundred miles, but he still failed to escape the catastrophe.

"puff!"

He was pierced through the head by an arrow, and he let out a shrill scream. Golden feathers flew all over the sky, and golden blood bloomed like haze, dyeing the sky.

The body of the huge golden bird, like a collapsing mountain, was torn apart and fell into the depths of the black sea, splashing one big wave after another.

"what……"

The two elders of the Golden Crow clan yelled, and their anger pierced through the nine heavens. This is a great hatred, a great hatred of the whole clan.