Cover the sky

"Crack!"

That big holy horn was broken, you know it's a horn more powerful than the great holy weapon, it's rare in the world, it's hard to find a few in the world, it was broken off so easily, it's jaw-dropping.

"Ow..."

The Shenhu roared, and a piece of fairy light spewed out from its mouth. It didn't cut off all its actions, and launched a lore to slaughter Ye Fan.

It's a pity that the result of this battle made him desperate, and made the dozen or so people fighting on the outside of the battlefield terrified.Ye Fan is simple and direct, his methods are too clumsy, but they are full of lethality.

"boom!"

The fairy light was scattered by a fist.

"puff"

The silver-scaled tiger was hit repeatedly, flew up horizontally, exploded directly, and rained blood.

In the rear, Bai Ye, Big Beard and a dozen people were all stunned, their mouths were wide open, and it would be no problem to stuff half a fist into it.

Ye Fan took out a divine bead from Yinhu's body and handed it to Bai Ye. It was difficult for the young man to guide the energy of heaven and earth into his body, so he couldn't embark on the path of cultivation, so he would definitely not lack spiritual energy by holding this divine tiger bead directly .

Of course, it has to be thrown away after a few months, because this divine bead has been cut off for the time being, and it may recover in a few months. At that time, it would be a disaster for the boy.

"Who is that person, the real god!" The bearded man waited until Ye Fan left and his back almost disappeared into the battlefield, and then he came back to his senses and screamed.

If it wasn't for the terrifying, shattered corpse of the divine tiger in front of them, they would have been in a dream.

Before Ye Fan left, there was only one sentence, asking them to help take care of Bai Ye, which made several people excited and excited. It was an honor for them and even more so for a young man who was more ferocious than a "man of God" to entrust him with such an entrustment. a chance.

"God man, no, God is God, we will definitely do the same, and we will watch the battle for you here, looking forward to your sweeping the Feixian battlefield!" The bearded man and others shouted.

Although Ye Fan lost his mana and the fragments of the avenue were sealed in his flesh and blood, he still possessed extreme speed. His physical body was too strong, and the world seemed to be unable to accommodate him. He turned into a flash of lightning and walked close to the ground.

Soon, he saw a huge mountain, where a divine gate was shining, and one temple after another appeared on the nearby mountains, magnificent and solemn.

This is a Buddhist temple!

A young monk sits cross-legged in the gate of light, shrouded in divine light, like a fairy Buddha, hovering above the world, with white monk robes fluttering, there is a kind of detachment in the rays of light, unstained by dust.

Jin Chanzi, an extremely powerful character.

Ye Fan didn't climb the mountain, but stopped for a while and then left.

On the mountain peak, in front of the sacred temple, a woman saw his back, her expression was shocked, and she said to herself: "I seem to have seen a person who should not appear in this world."

She just felt sentient. Back then, the most powerful master of the young generation of Ximo Buddhism was tied with the Northern Emperor Wang Teng. At that time, his fame and strength far surpassed Ye Fan. He met Jin Chanzi on the ancient starry sky road and became his follower ever since. one of them.

Inside the gate of light, Jin Chanzi opened his eyes. He was stabilizing the gate of light, and borrowed the power of Diguan behind the gate of light to evolve many temples and mountain gates.

Jue Youqing shook his head and said: "I was wrong, it must not be him. He passed away 300 years ago and died under the hands of the ancient Supreme Being. Even if the immortal came, he would not be able to save him."

Ye Fan walked on the Feixian battlefield and passed by many places. During this period, there were two more battles, but none of his footwork could stop him from advancing.

It is another sacred mountain with a light gate on it, which has evolved into a Taoist temple. There is a Taoist sitting cross-legged, as if looking down on the common people, and there are more than a dozen followers around him.

Taoist Nine Tribulations, an extremely powerful figure, is looking at a young man who claims to be a disciple of the Yaoguang sect below him. His eyes are deep and calm.

In the end, the strong ones of the Yaoguang lineage descended the mountain, and the two sides will not fight fiercely in a short time. There are too many strong ones, and the strongest do not want to meet and fight prematurely.

Because, not only here, there are too many opportunities to fight in that Emperor Pass. During this period of time, it is most important to guard the light gate and stabilize the passage between the two worlds.

In the future, whether you come here to fight to the death or go to Diguan to compete for resources such as scriptures and inheritances, you must use this passage that runs through the two worlds.

"Why are you exactly the same as that person in the past, you... who are you?!" When Yaoguang's disciple left the mountain gate of Taoist Nine Tribulations, he saw Ye Fan on the way out, and was stunned.

Ye Fan ignored it and continued to follow the original route. The strong man stopped drinking and said, "Stop!"

He chased after him and cut off the way, he didn't believe that Ye Fan was still alive, how could the human saint body survive in the bloody fight for the emperor, and died in the dark turmoil of that year?

"Is it interesting to pretend to be a dead ghost, who are you?" he shouted.

"I am the dead ghost in your mouth. You dare not be so presumptuous to me when Yaoguang comes." Ye Fan said calmly, stepped forward, and slapped this person who was full of hostility towards him. , blood splashed into the void.

Chapter 1615 Moving the World

"You... are you really Ye Fan?" The strong man fell into a pool of blood, his body was almost rotting away, he tried to struggle several times but failed, his face was full of shock and fear.

This is an impossible person, why did he come to this world again?If it spread, it could shake the sky and make the entire starry sky shake up and down three times!

In the past, it was well-known that the human race fought for the Supreme with the Eucharist. In the end, blood was spilled outside the territory and never came back. No one believed that he could still be alive. It was the consensus of everyone that he had died in battle.

"It's just a name, what's there to impersonate." Ye Fan's face was indifferent, although his eyes were dim, but there was a kind of determination, which made people feel like facing the vast sea.

Ji Lingling, a young strong man from the Yaoguang lineage, shuddered, feeling his soul trembling. He had never faced Ye Fan back then, but he had seen his stone statue, and the charm was preserved. He was sure that the person in front of him had never lied, it was the same person.

The ground was trembling, and the smell of mud and grass rushed into his nose. He saw Ye Fan walking step by step. His strong and slender body seemed as heavy as a mountain. Being so close made him feel suffocated. I can't breathe.

"Ye...Senior." The moment the young man spoke, he changed his name, the fear in his eyes disappeared, and said: "I never thought that you are still alive in the world, I think many people want to hear this." information."

"Maybe." Ye Fan looked indifferent, neither happy nor worried, and said: "There are some people who don't want to hear this news."

"How could it be, senior, you fight for supremacy and fight in the starry sky, you should be respected by the world, as long as you appear, it will definitely cause a big sensation, and countless people will come to worship." Said the young strongman of the Yaoguang lineage.

Ye Fan was noncommittal, and said, "How did the dark turmoil end?"

He began to ask about the past, which was all he cared about.

"Suppressed by a female emperor..." Suddenly, when the young strong man said this, his body glowed, and it quickly faded. It was a powerful wave of mana. He had a secret weapon on him, which allowed him to retain some of his powers.

His body exploded with astonishing divine power. After all, he was a great saint-level powerhouse, so he could naturally tear apart the sky.But he didn't want to attack Ye Fan, because he had already experienced Ye Fan's Heavenly Emperor Fist, which was a supreme combat skill that used to make a whole generation of heroes unable to hold their heads up. Now he has personally experienced it, and he is convinced that Ye Fan Invincible!At this time, he wanted to escape, and sent back the terrible news that the human saint was still alive, so that the master could make a decision and launch a big action.

However, even if he possessed mana temporarily and his aura soared into the sky, nothing could be changed.Ye Fan stepped over in one step. There was no light on his body, no waves of energy, and one foot just fell down, crushing his aura and causing a big explosion here.

"boom!"

Ye Fan stepped out with one foot and directly shattered the sky, shaking him out and making him unable to escape.And when he attacked with the most powerful magic weapon and wanted to fight to the death, blood splattered everywhere, he felt his eyes go dark, and then lost his intuition forever, because a foot trampled him into a pulp, forever Lost life.

It's that simple. From the beginning to the end, Ye Fan didn't show any expression, didn't look down, and walked towards the depths of the battlefield, leaving only a steady and tough back.

In the battlefield of Feixian, the light and rain are flying, like crystal flowers falling one after another, and it looks like someone is turning into a flying fairy, which looks brilliant and beautiful.

Ye Fan is like a lone wolf, walking silently. He once fought against the ancient supreme and fought to death, so he naturally acquired a terrifying temperament.

When he was alone calmly, he let it out naturally, even though there was no fluctuation of divine power, it still made people feel palpitating, like a hundred beasts facing the beast king in the wilderness, they couldn't help but want to take a detour and avoid it.

Even though Ye Fan lost the dharma fragments, he was still fearless, walking indifferently and alone, not afraid of anyone coming out to trouble him.