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Ye Fan walked on foot, passed Lantuo Temple, walked towards the center of this land, felt the atmosphere of the Buddha Land, and watched the rays of sacred faith, and he realized it in his heart.

A day later, Ye Fanlu passed by a dilapidated palace, and the place was in ruins and scorched.

"How could someone destroy the temple in the west?" He was a little surprised. This small temple was not big, nor did it occupy a wide area. The ashes were scattered, revealing more than a dozen corpses.

"Qingling Temple, isn't this the place where Miaoyi once practiced?" Ye Fan couldn't help frowning, this small temple was destroyed within half a month.

An Miaoyi started from the ancient Ahan Temple, traveled around the Western Desert, and practiced in many ancient temples. She didn't stop until she entered Lantuo Temple. This was just one of them, and she had heard of it.

"Go in reverse, trace the source, return to the ancient art!"

Ye Fan scolded softly, his eyes were bright, his forehead was crystal clear, like a mirror, shining on the broken wall.

This is the mysterious method he cultivated on the earth. He once obtained the incomplete Vedas in the ancient Taoist temple, understood the truth, and obtained this mysterious magic technique, which can reproduce the past situation.

Ye Fan's forehead bone glowed, shining among the rubble and falling on the corpse, tracing back what happened more than ten years ago, and his body shook after a while!

"Wang Teng!"

His pupils flared up, sharp as a knife, and it was Wang Teng who did it.Needless to say, he knew what the man was about to do, and would do anything to get back at him.

"He knows that I'm back, and he understands that I'm not my opponent. He wants to attack An Miaoyi and kill everyone in Yimiao."

Ye Fan was running like lightning, and quickly chased after him, and rushed to another small temple mentioned by An Miaoyi. This ancient temple is safe and has not been robbed.

"I think it was the people from the first temple who discovered his misbehavior and were silenced."

He didn't dare to delay, and went straight to Lantuo Temple, and secretly learned that An Miaoyi had returned and was not harmed.

"Wang Teng, it's time to end it."

Ye Fan hid in the holy mountain, paying attention to everything here. He believed that Wang Teng would definitely appear, it was only a matter of time.

A few days later, An Miaoyi went out to Shenxia Temple to study a kind of Buddhism.

Ye Fan didn't show up, he hid in the void with the secret killing technique of heaven, and followed all the way, he thought Wang Teng should show up.

Sure enough, after traveling thousands of miles, a golden ancient chariot rumbled towards him, emitting a ray of light that soared into the sky, accompanied by real dragons, fairy phoenixes, white tigers, basalts, etc., surrounding him in the center.

This ancient chariot is golden in color and radiant. Standing on it, it looks like a heavenly emperor patrolling and descending to the world.

Wang Teng has loose black hair, a tall stature, and a kind of coldness in his eyes. He holds a golden holy sword and cuts across the road.

"Hey!"

A blue lantern emerged, hanging on An Miaoyi's shoulder, emitting a soft light, propped up a light curtain, and protected the body.

"You are...Wang Teng, I never imagined that a great generation of Northern Emperors would be reduced to such a state. Did you come to me because you felt that there was no hope of killing Ye Fan in this life?" An Miaoyi whispered.

For one of the most favored sons of heaven in the young generation of the human race, to act like this is undoubtedly a self-sacrifice and a loss of the heart of proving the Tao.

"Haha...hahaha..." Wang Teng laughed loudly, his hair flying, angry and murderous, cold and cold, his pupils were like two deep pools.

"It's a pity that the former Northern Emperor has become like this. It makes people feel that one of the best young heroes has finally fallen down, slumped, and no longer invincible." An Miaoyi whispered.

"Yes, I lost again. In the battle of the Eastern Wilderness, the mysterious man shocked the world and retreated with a single shot. I know he is Ye Fan, and I am not his opponent." Wang Teng said grimly, "He Leading tens of thousands of cavalry to destroy my royal family in Beiyuan, I will avenge this great revenge no matter what in this life, I can't kill him, I will start with his woman and make him suffer for the rest of his life!"

Wang Teng said quietly, his pupils were full of hatred, almost crazy, the hand holding the golden holy sword was trembling slightly, and half of his body was convulsing.

"You only saw the destruction of the Wang family, so why didn't you mention what you did when you were domineering? If you hadn't wiped out a part of the Nanling barbarians and colluded with the ancients to kill Ye Fan and his friends, why would you have done this? Buddha talks about cause and effect, everything is preordained." An Miaoyi said.

"What is cause and effect, what is the way of heaven, it doesn't matter to me now, I want you to die, I want Ye Fan to suffer for the rest of his life, if I can't kill him, I will torture him mentally, so that he will never live in peace for the rest of his life!"

Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot and turned into scarlet. The killing aura was boundless, and the golden ancient chariot was shrouded in blood mist, which was extremely evil.

An Miaoyi shook her head, now that the Northern Emperor was no longer as stunning as before, her mood was down, she was really devastated, no matter how high her cultivation was, she would never be able to prove the Tao.

"kill!"

Wang Teng fought against An Miaoyi. He held the golden holy sword and slashed. The ancient chariot also rumbled, crushing all obstacles.

An Miaoyi made a move and used Buddhism to defuse him, resisting his attack, and continued to fight.

"An Miaoyi, you can't escape today, I want to send your head to Donghuang, listen to his wailing, watch his anger rage, make him sad and angry, powerless!"

"You are not the last one. In the future, I will hunt and kill everyone related to him, one by one. Your skulls will become my treasure!"

"Ye Fan, I want to make you sad, I look forward to your heartbroken look, hahaha..." Wang Teng seemed to be crazy, crying and laughing, attacking like a storm, with sword qi illusory, attacking and killing non-stop.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a golden fist shattered the vacuum and suddenly appeared, blasting Wang Teng and his ancient chariot out at once, causing him to cough up blood.

Ye Fan walked out of nothingness step by step, holding a black spear in his hand, and he didn't have a strong aura, but it made Wang Teng change his color on the spot.

"You...it's you, waiting for me here!"

"I'm here with you for cause and effect!" Ye Fan pushed forward, and now he can be said to be invincible among his peers, overlooking the world, even the emperor was killed, let alone a king.

As Ye Tong said, except for the emperor's sons, his great enemy is in the starry sky, and this ancient star has almost no peers who can rival it.

"Miaoyi, let's go, I'll take his head off and end everything in the past." Ye Fan said.

An Miaoyi stepped back and gave way to the battlefield. She believed that even if a few Wang Teng came together, they would definitely not be Ye Fan's opponent. The Dao heart was broken, so what was left?

"Wang Teng, within thirty moves, I'll kill you completely. Just use whatever skills you have." Ye Fan said, he was invincible in his heart, and the aura he exuded was like this.

"You are arrogant!" Wang Teng's eyes were bloodshot, like two blood-colored cold pools. He was once revered as the Northern Emperor, and he had never been despised like this.

His hatred for Ye Fan is as vast and boundless as the waves of the East China Sea. The first defeat in his life, the first broken body, the first pain and humiliation all originated from Ye Fan, which made him unforgettable, and his hatred was hard to get rid of.

"Ah..." Wang Teng went crazy, he held the golden battle sword in his hand and slashed, and many phantoms flew out of the golden ancient chariot, and the real dragon, fairy phoenix, etc. destroyed the enemy together.

"Buzz!"

Facing these dao marks, Ye Fan was simple and direct. With only one blow, he held a black spear with one hand and swung it forward, sweeping away thousands of troops.

"puff!"

All kinds of lights and shadows, sword lights, and the imprint of the fairy phoenix were all shattered, which could not stop his powerful offensive at all.

"Hey!"

Ye Fan shot out the spear, and the dark gold spear shot up into the sky like a black dragon, piercing the void and the sky, even if your ancient chariot's fighting spirit is overwhelming, it can't stop it.

"Ah..." Wang Teng yelled.

The cold spear tip shook off the golden war sword, and the peerless spear pierced through his chest, and a blood hole the size of an arm appeared on his body.