Cover the sky

Too strong, a half-holy, dare to rule over the ancestral land of their oldest ethnic group, don't you really see the sleeping peerless ancestor king in your eyes?

However, the next moment he panicked, because the voice didn't come out, but the stars moved, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived at another battlefield, not in the ancestral land.

"This is..." Tu Luan's face changed, his back felt cold, as if thorns were piercing his spine.

"One of the highest secret arts in the heavens, the star shift!" Ye Fan said indifferently, his teeth were white and his black hair was waist-length, like a demon lord coming to the world.

Over the years, he has cultivated hundreds of scriptures and studied various secret techniques. How could he let go of the divine skin brought back from the Immortal Mountain? Many killing techniques have been branded into his soul.

In the past, the strength was not enough, and there was no way to use it. Now it is time to fight the saint, and some complex secret techniques that need to be supported by cultivation can be displayed.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the secret technique that needs to be performed at a high level must be the first rank in the world. This is just a priori condition and cannot represent others.

As the name suggests, time flies and things change and the stars move. In fact, this is not only a change in time, but also a drastic change in space.

It highlights the word "change", which can take the enemy away in an instant, and enter a strange battlefield of time and space. When reaching the extreme state, it is possible to look back for thousands of years and sit on the other side of the starry sky.

Ye Fan hadn't reached such a divine state yet, he just brought his opponents together through the domain gate and came a million miles away.

This is the frightening part of the secret art of killing life in the heavenly court. It is impossible to guard against it. Even if it is not cultivated to perfection, it is enough to go to the ancestral land of a clan to intercept and kill saints!

This was a big battle, which took half an hour. Ye Fan practiced repeatedly and used all the secret techniques to sharpen himself, consolidate his realm, and find an opportunity to become a saint.

In the end, the monkey couldn't stand it any longer, and swung a stick, crushing Tu Luan, blood and bones splashing!

Ye Fan shot at a critical moment, took off the head, beheaded his primordial spirit, and left the skull shell.

"Brother Chiyun, your death is a pity. After that day, we will never see each other again. But you can rest assured that Fellow Daoist Tuluan has organized a manpower, and we will definitely avenge you."

In front of Chiyun's tomb, several big figures stood side by side, scolding Ye Fan, and placed many sacrifices on the incense table to pay homage here.

"Why hasn't Fellow Daoist Tu Luan come yet?" They showed strange expressions, the initiator was Tu Luan from the Huntian Clan, why hasn't he arrived yet?

"He is ill, I sent him here." In the high sky, a domain door opened, and a slender and tall figure appeared.

"boom!"

Ye Fan shook his hands, threw down a bloody head, and smashed the stone table full of sacrifices with a bang, blood stains.

"What, he is... Tu Luan!"

"Fellow Taoist Tuluan is dead!"

These people exclaimed, one by one furiously rushed to the sky, but that figure was just a burst of fresh air, slowly dissipating into the void.

On this day, everyone in the world was amazed, and everyone was dumbfounded. Ye Fan was so courageous that he did such a thing!

"Take off the head and send it to the sacrifice. The human sacrament is too crazy to do such a thing. It is too strong, and it will probably die early!"

"He rushed into the universe, and it is estimated that the major royal families will also chase him down. This is really fierce and intimidating, and the counterattack is too powerful."

In less than half a day, all the places were boiling. Ye Fan was strong and domineering, killing the ancestor king without fear.

"Hahaha... Great joy, my human race has finally produced a remarkable boy!" Some people were angry, but naturally others were excited, and the world was noisy.

"If you dare to attack, I will dare to kill. What about the blood of a saint? Stop war with war, stop war with spear!" This was Ye Fan's sonorous voice, which spread throughout the world.

Chapter 1212

Yinyue was killed, Chiyun died, and Tuluan also died. In just a few days, the three ancestors fell, and one ended up dead.

Their deaths were all caused by one person, and the name of the Holy Body of the Human Race was like a hurricane blowing across Donghuang, Zhongzhou, and Nanling.

Attacking the saints, beheading the ancestor kings, and fighting against the ancients, Ye Fan became famous all over the world. Even some mortals have heard of this name by now.

"Is the human sacrament going against the sky?"

Even the saints were stunned. Under such circumstances, with a peerless celestial weapon like the green tripod, it was too late to avoid it, but he struck out in a thunderbolt, killing the saints in a row, and did the opposite.

"Dead, another ancestor king has fallen. In the ancient times, the king came to a domain, but in the end he ended up like this."

In the eyes of the sages, Ye Fan is too "savage", and he has such combat power before he is sanctified, which makes many people deeply disturbed. This is simply an evil spirit that broke free from the shackles of hell and was killed.

"Crack!"

In the grand hall of the Huntian Clan, an old man stood up abruptly on the throne, the wine cup made of holy bones was crushed to pieces, scarlet blood and wine spilled all over the floor.

This is a continuous mountain range. The hall is ancient and majestic. It stands on the mountain peak and disappears into the sky.

The Huntian clan is among the ten strongest royal clans, and the saints in the clan are powerful, so their giants are naturally extraordinary. The wine cup that the old man crushed was made of the skull of a saint.

"Tu Luan died, and was carried away from the edge of our clan by the holy body of the human race. Didn't anyone stop him?"

"Find it out for me, whether it's his green cauldron or his head, I'll get it!" The old man roared like an angry lion, and many mountains collapsed.

The surrounding fields were quiet, many strong men of the clan did not dare to show their spirits, they all lay dormant like kittens, listening to his reprimand.

"Interesting, these days have passed, those old immortals have not yet found the human sacrament, but let him kill the three saints, I guess some people are going to jump." A gloating voice from the Shiwang family came from the ancient temple. .

This is a big and unfathomable clan, no one can compare except the ancient royal clan, known as the number one royal clan in the world, even more terrifying than the Huntian clan and the Vigorous Bull Demon royal clan.

"Investigate carefully, I want the human saint to die, and bring me back the green cauldron!" The gloating voice finally turned into indifference.

In the past, only the silver-blooded royal family could be compared with them. Unfortunately, this uncrowned royal family has fallen and disappeared in the dust of history.

"Chi Yun was too helpless. He was beheaded by the Human Race Eucharist without even sending out the news. My purpose of letting him jump out was not realized, and he was killed for nothing."

This is a gloomy voice, it is the person behind the several ancient kings jumping up and down, who wants to set up a scheme to get rid of Ye Fan, but unfortunately fails to do so.

At present, almost no one can break the pattern of bullying the sky of the Great Emperor Wushi, even if it is not flawless, if there is some kind of defect, the ancient sage can't get a glimpse of the mystery.

Every time Ye Fan made a move, he would seal off the mountains and rivers, and when he killed Chi Yun and Tu Luan, there was no trace of secret leaked, which could not be traced.

If Ye Fan was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this place originated from Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, a family of two great saints. Although one of them is in a special state of life and death, and is not recognized by others, it is enough to shock the world.

Father and son double great sages is the most terrifying kind of good talk in ancient times. It shocked that period of time. The two of them attained the Tao one after another, which made the whole family horrified.

"Wei Yi has his eyes fixed on the only few great saints in the world. Is he willing to fight? It's really not easy to act rashly."

Inside the Ten Thousand Dragons' Nest, the Great Sage Qianlun told his grandson, who was the strong man who made the gloomy voice just now.

"When will great-grandfather wake up?" The gloomy voice sounded again.

"Maybe I'll wake up soon, maybe there's no hope forever." Qian Lun said.

"How amazing my great-grandfather was back then, comparable to the unrivaled god and man Di Que, but unfortunately he was born 2000 years later and failed to prove the Tao."

The speaker is the grandson of Qian Lun, named Lei Zhan, who was sanctified as early as in the ancient times. He is a genius in the sky, far stronger than ordinary ancestors, and wants to seize the Green Cauldron.