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Only Zitian remained motionless, without any sign of expression, sitting cross-legged behind the white jade table on the grassy ground, his whole body was filled with crystal clear purple light, his eyes were as cold as knives.

"puff!"

When the last few powerful ancient creatures rushed up, Ye Fan pushed the iron sword horizontally forward, like Mount Tai collapsed, and the most powerful people in front all shouted, the light of the iron sword was blazing, crossing the sky and the earth, killing them All truncated.

Ye Fan walked leaning on the sword, flicked his fingers on the sword body, clanging and clanging, the sound of killing and cutting was deafening, his clothes were not stained with blood, strode into the garden, and no one dared to stop him.

There was no sound at the scene, and everyone was talking about the Human Eucharist, but only when they really faced it would they feel the pressure.

The few handsome men in Nanling fell silent, and they no longer had the high spirits they had when pointing out Jiangshan just now. The young man in front of him was holding a bloody iron sword, which made them feel great pressure.

Fan Tiejian is very thick and heavy. Ye Fan has a slender and strong body. He is dressed in Tsing Yi. His face is calm, but he has a breathtaking aura. Although he looks very handsome, he has the dominance of the world.

Standing in the garden, the atmosphere that was still warm just now suddenly dropped to freezing point, and everyone was under pressure.

"call out!"

Ye Fan shook his hand, threw the iron sword on the ground, and inserted it into a rock, trembling for a while, blood dripping down, shocking.

"Didn't you come here for me, Zitiandu? It's really hard work for you, otherwise I would have to go to Donghuang to kill you."

The calm and confident words caused the temperature in the garden to drop sharply. Ye Fan spoke naturally, but revealed a strong belief.

"You think you can suppress and kill me..." Zitian stood up, inherited from the blood of the ancient royal family, making him tall and majestic, and at the same time extremely heroic, just like a Zitian king.

"If you can't even kill you, how can you be invincible in the world." Ye Fan put his hands behind his back, facing a young master of the ancient royal family, he didn't look like he was facing a great enemy at all.

In the rear, whether it was Wu Fei, the goddess of the Nanling Mountains, or the other pearls, their expressions changed, and there was a flow of brilliance.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan were all shocked, feeling the suffocating pressure even more.They seem to have seen a picture. Hundreds of thousands of years later, the human race's holy body will be completed and rule the world, suppressing their generation, suppressing everyone in the five regions, and the entire world has lost its voice.

"Humph"

A cold snort came, and two old ancient creatures suddenly appeared, covered with purple scales, which made people feel horrified and extremely frightening.

"Big words, even the blood of the ancient emperor may not dare to say such a thing, what is a human holy body!"

"My family has been sleeping for too long, and has been forgotten. No matter how powerful you are, you are just a physique among the human race, just Wagul!"

The two old ancient creatures moved forward to kill together, this is to show their power immediately and destroy all of Ye Fan's confidence and belief.

Their bodies soared, like two prehistoric horned dragons, hideous and terrifying, with dense scales, piercing the void with their bodies.

"roll!"

With one hand behind Ye Fan's back, he only swung his right fist, and suddenly the golden blood was surging, filling the garden and crashing the world!

Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist, with boundless bravery and indomitable spirit, with just one punch out, all magic weapons, beliefs, and fighting spirits are all shattered.

The two ancient creatures were very powerful. If they fought normally, Ye Fan would have to spend a lot of hands and feet, but at this time, he concentrated his energy and spirit to hit the strongest blow, and the effect was completely different.

"puff!"

The two old creatures were beaten into dozens of pieces, and the bones and fragments of their bodies were scattered all over the place, turning into blood mist and disintegrating into the sky and the earth.

Not to mention the others, even Zitian's pupils constricted, his hair fluttered, and his whole body was filled with purple awns.

Everyone gasped, these two ancient beings had different levels of difficulty, but they were nothing in front of the holy body, they didn't even block a punch, and were smashed into the vacuum.

At this time, the golden fighting spirit was pervasive, and the power of the holy body was surging, submerging the entire garden. Ye Fan stared forward and walked step by step.

At this moment, Li Tian also appeared, standing at the exit of the garden, blocking everyone's way, with an evil smile on his face.

And Yan Yixi has another kind of temperament, white clothes are suave, elegant and dusty, blocking the way in the back garden.

"The holy body of the human race, I was looking for you, and I delivered it to my door. There is nothing to say, kill!" Zitian finally made a move.

Above his head, an ancient purple pagoda was ups and downs, and thunder shook the sky, and thousands of thick purple air hung down to protect him below.

"boom!"

He was very conceited, with a cold look on his face, he punched him head-on, and went forward without hesitation.

The sound of punches was like a tsunami, vast and deafening, one after another, like waves rolling up to nine days, the roar was endless, making people's ears buzz.

This is a huge fist force, engraved with traces of Taoism, densely intertwined, sending out fluctuations like lightning and thunder, and the purple air is surging, like a rushing river, which shocked the entire small world.

In other gardens, many masters were all terrified, and they looked in this direction together, their hearts were shocked.

Ye Fanbao has a majestic appearance, Taoism in his heart, and seals in his body. In an instant, he has the posture of the co-lord of the human race.

The seal of the king!

When he cast this seal at this moment, he naturally used a very special meaning to confront the descendants of the ancient royal family. Using this ancient treasure seal that has been lost for many years to show his determination.

Ye Fan's right hand turned into a treasure seal of heaven and earth, inscribed with the immortal brilliance of the human race, and when it fell with one blow, it shook nine heavens and ten earths.

Never before has he understood this kind of treasure seal so thoroughly, his spirit sublimated, and his iron will was poured into the king's seal.

At this moment, the sky and the earth were in harmony, the vast avenue roared and rumbled, and an immortal brilliance flowed from Ye Fan's body, making him sacred and inviolable, solemn and grand.

The hearts of the several Nanling Junyan present were all pounding, and they couldn't help but want to bow their heads and kneel down.

Wu Fei, one of the Four Heavenly Maidens, and several pearls from Nanling also had strange expressions, and tried their best to resist this coercion.

"boom!"

As soon as the Seal of the Human King came out, there was an inexplicable light in this world, which spread in all directions, and everyone who was a human race felt restless and their blood boiled.

This is the first collision between Ye Fan and Zi Tiandu!

Ziqi billowed, piercing through the Nine Heavens, Zitian roared, his hair stood on end, and an ancient king appeared behind him.

And behind Ye Fan, there is also a co-lord of the human race, all of them seem to be crushing the heavens of all ages, which is terrifying.

"Rumble rumble..."

There was a violent collision, and the seal of the human king fell, and the co-lord of the human race who was exactly like him behind Ye Fan won the victory and trampled the ancient king under his feet.

"Ah..." Zi Tiandu yelled, and punched him more ferociously.

Ye Fan also yelled, his black hair was like a waterfall, all scattered, opened and closed, and pressed forward.

Chapter 783

Zitian was filled with purple light all over his body, every strand of his hair was glowing, the purple energy soared into the sky, and with a loud roar, the whole small world was shaking.

This punch is overwhelming, with the indomitable momentum of the young master of the Valley of the Gods, his aura pierces through Changhong, and he is dressed in purple. The fighting aura he exudes is like a surging sea.