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"The Yin-Yang Sword is a secret treasure. It can split the sky, cut mountains and seas. It has infinite power. Even if the holy body is intact, it may not be able to block it."

All the monks in Youyue City were discussing, waiting for this big turmoil to happen, but there was news that Ye Fan and the others had left the ancient city.

"The Eucharist is gone, is he finally afraid? His cultivation base is not as good as before, and he can only avoid it."

"Unfortunately, the world is so big, but there is no place to hide. Unless the peerless god king returns, no one can save him."

Everyone knows that the strength of the Yin-Yang Sect is comparable to the Immortal Dynasty of Zhongzhou, and it is by no means inferior to the holy lands of the Eastern Desolation. Their saintess was beheaded in the Eastern Desolation, and it is impossible to let it go.

Ye Fan and the others did leave Youyue City and headed north unhurriedly along the way, preparing to go to the holy cliff close to the Northern Territory.

"I said Xiao Yezi, you just want to destroy the Yin-Yang Sect. Why don't you wait for them to come?" Li Heishui asked.

"People don't offend me and I don't offend others. We have always kept a low profile and won't be as arrogant as they are." Ye Fan laughed.

"You dig a hole and wait for someone to jump into it, and you still act like this, you are really black-hearted." Li Heishui said with contempt.

"You can't say that. I really want to be quiet and not cause big trouble. The key is to see if they want to kill me." Ye Fan smiled.

"The Ancient Killer God Dynasty...how come no one came here in the world!?" The big black dog muttered, wishing that all the powerful forces would jump out and be slapped to death by the old lunatic.

Ye Fan glanced at the old lunatic behind him, his heart skipped a beat, thinking of a certain possibility, this "god" has been silent all the time, will he make a move at a critical moment?

Thinking of this, his heart pounded, and he always took the old lunatic's combat power into consideration. If this "man of God" remained unmoved at the moment of life and death, it would be too late to cry at that time.

"Senior, we will go all the way to the holy cliff to search for the Nine Secrets Journey, and we may encounter a lot of troubles. Please help us at critical moments!"

The old lunatic was majestic and majestic, with black hair shawl covering his bronzed face, only a pair of empty eyes could be vaguely seen, very silent and quiet, without any expression.

"Shenren, you have to make a move at that time." The big black dog was also shocked, thinking of the key issue, he felt uncomfortable all over.

"Uncle, you protect us, okay?" The little girl pulled the trousers of the old lunatic, raised her pink face, looked at him expectantly, and called out for Ye Fan.

The old lunatic didn't say anything, just glanced at her, still like a stake, everything in the world seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"He actually escaped, I'm really disappointed, the Eucharist is nothing more than that, he's just a coward without courage!" In Youyue City, Shengzi Yinyang sneered.

The onlookers were all horrified, and felt a kind of aura of the Great Dao. Two kinds of power, black and white, lingered around him, like chaos surging when the sky opened.

The Son of Yin Yang is tall and tall, with a face like a jade crown, wearing a purple gold crown on his head, black hair shawl, and a black and white holy sword on his back, as unfathomable as an abyss.

"They have been heading north all the way, and there is still time to catch up." Someone feared that the world would not be chaotic, and secretly reminded them.

"He can't escape from my palm. This time I came to Donghuang to cut off his head. The Yin-Yang Holy Sword will not return unless it drinks blood!" the Yin-Yang Saint Son said coldly, with his hands behind his back, looking to the far north .

Then, he soared into the sky, and his whole body turned into a yin-yang diagram, imprinted in the void, like light and electricity, and disappeared into the northern sky in the blink of an eye.

"This Son of Yin-Yang is terrifying. His body is in harmony with the Dao. This kind of extreme speed is rare in the world!"

"Worthy of being the holy son of the Supreme Great Sect of Zhongzhou, it seems that he is only above my Donghuang holy son, not inferior to them!"

Many people felt awe in their hearts, and they all felt the terrifying background of Zhongzhou. All the disciples were like this, and one can imagine the leader-level figures.

"Chasing, let's follow and take a look."

"That's right, such a big event can't be missed!"

All the monks in Youyue City chased after them, wanting to witness the upcoming battle, many people felt that the Eucharist was more ominous than ominous.

Finally, they caught up with Ye Fan and the others five thousand miles away. This place was not far from a city, but it was still in the wilderness.

"Ye Fan, take your life!" The yin and yang saint shouted, and the yin and yang diagram turned into a yin and yang diagram cut off the way forward, and the void collapsed!

"brush!"

With a flash of light, he emerged and stood in front of him, with his hands behind his back, standing proudly in the void, looking down at Ye Fan and the others, full of murderous aura.

"This yin-yang saint is very powerful, and his body and Tao are one. If he chases him like this, ordinary saints can't do it!" Li Heishui was shocked.

"Are you here to take my life?" Ye Fan stood on the wasteland, looking up at the sky, his voice was very flat.

The Son of Yin Yang sneered contemptuously, and said, "I wanted to decapitate you with the holy sword, but you have become a waste..."

"Since you didn't come to kill me, please leave." Ye Fan interrupted him.

"If I use the holy sword I taught to kill you again, I'm really afraid that your blood will stain it. This sword will not kill unknown pawns in the secret realm of the four extremes." The Yin-Yang Shengzi sneered again and again, looked down at Ye Fan, and said coldly: "I will directly kill you!" Kill you!"

"Wang..." The big black dog couldn't hear such words the most, and yelled: "Why do people spoil you so much, I will kill you in a while!"

The people from Youyue City arrived one after another at this time, and they felt a little dizzy when they heard the words of a dog.

The Son of Yin Yang is the top master of the younger generation, with a prominent status, surrounded by people in Zhongzhou like stars holding the moon, and is on an equal footing with the successors of the Immortal God Dynasty.

However, at this time a big dog clamored to be accepted as a pet, which was really unbearable.

"Why is this dog still alive? Damn, I heard about him when I was in the Northern Territory. He is more famous than Holy Body."

"That's right, the legend of the vicious dog in the Northern Territory refers to it!"

"Dog who doesn't know how to live or die, I will skin you in a while!" Shengzi Yinyang's face was icy, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Little Yezi has already sent your holy girl on the road. As the holy son, do you want to reunite with her?" Li Heishui's mouth has always been unforgiving.

"You ignorant fool, you are still clamoring when your death is imminent, you don't know how to live or die!" Silently, beside the Son of Yin Yang, two old men appeared, full of contempt, and glanced at Ye Fan and the others.

"Who are you talking about, old and immortal?" The big black dog bared its teeth.

"It's broken, these are two elder-level characters, and their strength has reached the eighth heaven of transforming dragons!" Li Heishui whispered, taking a breath.

"Ignorant junior, you know it too late, none of you will live today, use your blood to wash away the dust on our way!"

The two old men had sharp eyes and fluttering white hair, like two old lions, staring at the weak prey, showing their white teeth and sneering.

Ye Fan is absolutely unable to fight against the powerhouse of the Dragon Transformation Eighth Heaven, the difference is too much.

"Didn't your half-step powers and even real powers come, why are you missing?" Ye Fan asked.

"Ignorant little bastard, is it worth a few respected elders to deal with you?" An old man sneered contemptuously.

The elders of the Yin Yang Sect who had few lifespans indeed came to the central part of the Eastern Desolation, but they did not show up at the scene, thinking that killing these people would be an insult to their status.

"Uncle..." The little girl shyly pouted her mouth, raised her head, grabbed the trousers of the old lunatic and shook them gently.

"Everything started because of this little girl, otherwise the saint would not have died, and we couldn't let her go and take her back to be a yin slave!" Another old man's eyes were cold.

Shengzi Yinyang strode forward, with a hint of sarcasm on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I'll cut off the holy body first, and I'll deal with them later."

"If you want to kill me, I don't know if you have the ability." Ye Fan said calmly.