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"The famous battle in the history of cultivation, Xiansan Tusheng, there are only a few battles in ancient times, and the world has been reversed!"

People all over the world are talking about it, but they don't know that the ancient forbidden land in the southern region is cracking, and a more terrifying event is about to happen.

Chapter 1105

Holy slaughter!

A very dreamy and awe-inspiring word has actually happened now, and the storm has swept the world and spread to every corner.

Some people were happy, some were worried, and people reacted differently. After Ye Fan disappeared for more than ten years, he came back to do such a big thing. It was really an uproar!

"The Eucharist of the human race has become popular. Once it is sanctified, who can check and balance it should be destroyed in the bud as soon as possible, so as not to let him grow up."

Some people in the ancient clan whispered that Ye Fan's performance made them deeply worried. This kind of brilliant record made people dumbfounded. How to fight and suppress in the future?

"Comparable to a ruthless man, comparable to a young man without a beginning, comparable to Qingdi, a shining pearl of celestial light, shining through thousands of mountains and rivers!"

Those who favored Ye Fan were amazed and praised from the bottom of their hearts, and they were full of expectations for his future, and it was very likely that he would become an immortal legend.

The breeze blew, the leaves fluttered, mixed with the freshness of the soil and the fragrance of flowers and plants in the mountains. Ye Fan stood on a mountain peak and looked into the distance.

Although he was far away from the ancient forbidden land, he was still uneasy in his heart. He always felt that something terrible was about to happen, so he kept facing that direction.

"Master, let's go, don't look at it, we can't change anything anyway." Ye Tong said.

Ye Fan nodded, and the group left the place, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the sky.

On this day, they went to many places in the southern region, streets and alleys, inns, teahouses, wherever monks haunted, they were all talking about Ye Fan Tusheng.

This is a hurricane that swept across the Eastern Desolation, swept through the Central Province, and blew towards the Nanling and West Desert. The battle shocked the world.

"Emperor Void was just like this when he was young..." A middle-aged man from the Ji family said to himself, sitting on the majestic palace, his skin was bronze-colored, his eyes were like electricity, and he had a kind of majesty.

It was Ji Haoyue's father, his eyes looked up at the sky, and he thought of how his two sons and daughters would grow up if they were still by their side?His daughter had a relationship with Ye Fan, but it's a pity that it's useless to say anything now. I don't know if the couple will come back.

In Zhongzhou, in Yin Yang Sect, a group of people were silent. After 14 years, this person came back again, which made them feel uneasy.

In Ximo, An Miaoyi heard the news, her eyes glowed brightly, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she said, "Is it really possible to be invincible in this life and break through all obstacles with a pair of fists?"

In the middle of the Eastern Desolation, an old man with loose white hair, a tall figure that is difficult to straighten, and eyes that are dim, looked into the distance and said, "My Peng'er, I was able to fight against him back then, but I was so young. Died, died in the Tianguan set up by the great sage of the Peng clan."

With a desolate sigh, he seemed to have aged five hundred years suddenly, his eyes became darker, and muddy tears flowed down his wrinkled face.

It was the golden-winged Laopeng King, the former demon king, but now he looked like an old man in his dying years, his golden hair had turned into snow-white without any luster.

Suddenly, his expression froze, he stood up from an old small teahouse, his body staggered, and he looked towards a young man on the street, two brilliance shot out of his golden pupils.

"It's very similar to my Peng'er's temperament, silent and reticent, with a stubborn face..."

In front of him, a young man was covered in blood. After a fierce battle, his face was full of fortitude, his outline was sharp and his eyes were firm.

"Young man, what's your name?" Old Peng Wang greeted him.

"Long Yuxuan." The young man responded.

Trembling, Lao Peng Wang stretched out a rough hand, but was quickly blocked by Long Yuxuan, and at the same time raised his eyes and raised his sword eyebrows.

"Okay... It's really similar. I don't believe that no one can pass the heavenly barrier of my great sage of the Peng clan. This old man fulfilled his last wish and went to make a breakthrough!"

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In the central region of the Eastern Desolation, Fenghuang heard that Ye Fan Tusheng had a five-color mask that was radiant, and celestial splendor surrounded his body, making his slender and fit body even more attractive.

She couldn't help but murmured to herself, "He actually slaughtered the saint..."

Outside the window, the rain hit the plantain, and the lightning flashed and thundered. She was speechless and froze for a while.

"Hey..." A sinister and piercing sneer came from a small world. If anyone heard it, they would definitely be terrified. This is the breath of killing the ancient sages!

This is an ancient temple, the carpet is actually the skin of a saint, and the ancient temple is actually made of the skulls of the kings, it looks white and crystal clear, air-conditioned, as if you have come to Jiuyou.

In the Northern Territory, the holy maiden of Yaochi, with bright eyes and bright teeth, was sitting cross-legged under the ancient peach tree, facing a crystal stone king. After learning the news, she was in a daze.

"Brother, where are you going?" In the Fire Lin Cave, the blue light flickered, the graceful and graceful Huo Lin'er spoke, the purple flames jumped in the ancient cave, the Qilin lay down, and the fragrance of ancient medicine wafted.

"It really is him, I want to see if he is really strong enough to go up to the sixth small step of Xiansan to slaughter the saint, it's too illusory!" Huo Qizi said, his body was slender and strong, blue Hair scattered.

On Xuehuang Mountain, an ancient prince whose real body was covered by dao marks stood up and said: "Is it really so strong? I don't believe it. I want to fight you!"

In Wanlong's Nest, a slender and fit woman wearing a purple-gold battle suit looked at the ancient coffin in the Chaotic Dragon's Nest, and then turned around suddenly. Her appearance was overwhelming, her purple eyes were shining, and her body glowed, saying: "Really... Killed the saint!?"

Zhongzhou, Keishi House.

An old man was sitting in a small wine shop, pouring himself a drink, with a look of dizzy old eyes, but no one dared to approach, the business was deserted, ever since he knew this was the old Palace Master, all the disciples were afraid to pass by here. out.

"Well, I'm really looking forward to... the strongest trial in the starry sky! The human sacrament is really amazing, can it kill saints? But I'm looking forward to the emergence of another physique, when will a congenital sacrament be born Dao fetus, who will be the strongest in history..."

Shaking the old place, Xianxia soared into the sky. The battle in the tiankeng has been fierce these days, and the noise has not stopped.

However, this fairy palace seems to be a fairy weapon, which can resist the attack of the ancient imperial soldiers, and it has not been damaged.

The three ancient giants, the Great Sage Huntuo, the Golden King, and the Great Sage Qianlun, once witnessed the supreme power of the Dou Zhan Saint Emperor, sweeping the nine heavens and ten places, but now they are facing the Copper Hall, but they cannot open it.

This copper temple is suppressed at the entrance of Chaos Immortal Land, and unless it is removed, there is no way to enter the tomb of the ancient emperor.

"It's impossible to say that there will be a big battle!" said the great sage Huntuo.

Qian Lun nodded, and the purple-gold Wanlong bell swayed, rattled, and turned into a purple real dragon.

On the abyss, Gai Jiuyou frowned, and said: "They haven't really activated the ancient emperor's soldiers, and they have scruples in their hearts, fearing that there will be a killing array of the ancient emperor in the fairy palace. Now it seems that they are going to make a serious move, and maybe they can really open it."

On the other side, the golden mace turned into an eternal celestial light, illuminating the sky, drawing out an eternal brilliance, the ancient emperor's aura revived, and then boiled!

In this place, it seems that the ancient emperor is awakening, they want to forcibly split the fairy palace, and they don't want to delay any longer.

Everyone looked dignified, because the Immortal Palace was stimulated, and the word "immortal" in the palace became more and more fierce, dripping with blood, and the scriptures recited shook the world, and all living beings were terrified!

"Split it open, there must be secrets related to immortals inside!" said the great sage Huntuo, his eyes blazing.

"Boom!"

The world is turned upside down, the ancient emperor is resurrected, the purple gold dragon bell and the golden mace shine with immortal divine brilliance, and strike towards the Bronze Immortal Palace!

In the southern region, the barren ancient forbidden land, the sound of iron chains resounded in the sky. From the beginning, the sound spread for hundreds of miles, then thousands of miles, and finally reached tens of thousands of miles. All creatures in this area worshiped it.

A figure, standing in the void, in the abyss, was firmly locked by four fairy chains made of divine gold, struggling hard, and the nine holy mountains were about to leave the ground and rise from the ground!