Cover the sky

These people's killing secrets emerge in endlessly. What they practice is the Dao of killing. They use killing to prove the fruit of the Tao, which is far more suitable for fighting than ordinary monks.

"Boom!"

Wu Zhongtian went berserk and smashed a killer to pieces with his bare hands. Bones and dregs were scattered everywhere, and blood spattered.In the past, he was invited out by Tu Fei and others to fight against the Son of Light, so one can imagine his strength.

On the other side, Jiang Huairen, Li Heishui and others all became ruthless and fought against the killer gods, and blood blossomed continuously.

Everyone feels the danger. The ancient killer god has a powerful seed killer lurking in the dark, and it hasn't really made a move yet.

"boom!"

When a terrible danger came, more than a dozen monks from the Dragon Transformation Mystery Realm appeared, with awe-inspiring power, they shot at Ye Fan at the same time, intending to beat him into a pulp.

"brush!"

Like a spiritual ape, Ye Fan moved vertically into the void, and the characters were displayed secretly, leaving behind a few phantoms, and then shot into the sky like an eagle hitting the sky.

"puff!"

The holy Yin-Yang sword in his hand slashed obliquely, and split a strong man from the ancient killer god dynasty. Blood spurted from both halves of his body, staining the sky red, and fell to the ground.

"kill!"

More than a dozen monks from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm locked him in and caught up with Gao Tian. The purpose was very clear, to destroy him and win the tripod. This is a team composed of a group of strong men.

"Boom!"

How powerful they joined forces, shattering the night sky and turning a piece of void into a black hole. Each of the dozen or so people was so powerful that Ye Fan could only avoid their edge.

"kill!"

Seeing that Ye Fan was being hunted down, the people in the dark couldn't help themselves, more people rushed out and killed towards this area. The sound of killing was loud in the middle of the night, making the dreary ancient city terrified.

The shadows were full of people, and many strong men attacked, almost trapping Ye Fan. If there was no Xingzi formula, it would be almost impossible for him to escape.

"Little Yezi, it's time to start the Beginless Killing Formation!" Li Heishui sent a voice transmission.

"Wait, wait, you all back away first!" Ye Fan gritted his teeth and responded, the person he wanted to kill hadn't come yet, and he was still watching.

"If you go any further, you'll be in danger." Wu Zhongtian also sent a voice transmission. They were already in a hard fight and almost surrounded.

In the middle of the night, I don't know how many monks came here. The place is in chaos, sword lights are everywhere, and magic weapons are flying all over the sky.

This area is about to be leveled, almost boiling!

"boom!"

Jiang Yichen's uncle, Jiang Huai'an, appeared and approached silently with a dozen people. He suddenly shot and killed Ye Fan, almost shaking away the dark clouds that filled the sky.

Ye Fan jumped, his body bent like a dragon, and he rushed past with extreme speed, dodging out.

"brush!"

Ye Fan was almost caught in a siege, and many monks surrounded him.Suddenly, a sword light rushed up, almost splitting Ye Fanli, leaving a bloodstain on his body!

"Chong!"

At the same time, Ye Fan swung the Yin-Yang Sacred Sword, blocked a blood sword, and burst out a series of dazzling sparks, killing intent pierced his bones.

The real powerful killer in the world and hell has appeared!

At this moment, the most terrifying thing is not others, but the strong seeds of the ancient killer gods. They have become the kings of the darkness, and they have taken the absolute initiative in this chaotic battle.

"Leave me alone, retreat!" Ye Fan shouted, telling Jiang Huairen and the others to leave first.

"boom!"

The gate of hell seemed to be opened, and the endless killing intent was as mighty as a frenzy. Several powerful old men descended and slashed at Ye Fan with magical skills at the same time.

He jumped up with the Xingzi formula, as if walking in nothingness, his body flickered, and he narrowly avoided the killing blow.

"Zheng!"

The blood-dripping Excalibur shot across the sky, drawing a ray of light like a comet, illuminating the dark night sky, and a powerful seed player from hell smashed Ye Fan's head.

"Keng!"

The light in Ye Fan's eyes flickered, his body was as pale as smoke, and he unfolded the killing technique of the heavenly court. His body twisted, almost illusory, and then the Yin-Yang holy sword was swung out at an incredible angle.

"puff!"

With several elders chasing after him, he swung the holy sword and split the head of a seeded contestant in hell in half. Blood gushed out, white brains flowed, and the dead body fell.

"Hey!"

Jiang Huai'an, Jiang Yichen's uncle, held an ancient green pagoda in his hand and pressed it down, which could knock down the mountain. The power was so terrifying that everyone around him kept retreating.

At the same time, the dozen or so people who came with him also sent out magic weapons, criss-crossing and killing Ye Fan like beams of divine light.

"brush!"

He unfolded the Xingzi Jue, disappeared from the spot, and appeared thousands of feet away. A red-blooded killing sword stabbed silently in the void, stabbing at his temple, sharp and ruthless.

"Keng", "Keng", "Keng"...

Ye Fan encountered this seeded strong man in the world, he was quick to quick, and almost instantly slashed thousands of swords, and then his body suddenly disappeared.

"puff!"

The Yin-Yang Holy Sword in his hand pierced through the top of the opponent's Tianling cover, killing this extremely terrifying seed player.

This result made many people's hearts sink. They didn't see him displaying his terrifying power, but this killing method was so terrifying.

"boom!"

Nine old men who transformed into dragons and eight heavens came from the sky, and each slapped a palm, smashing the void, Ye Fan fled quickly, but the storm at the very edge almost drowned him.

"when!"

An ancient tripod appeared on Ye Fan's head, and tens of thousands of mother spirits fell down, like little dragons, each of which could crush a mountain and protect him tightly.

The void was shattered, even though he protected his body with the mother energy of all things, he was sent flying seven to eight hundred meters away, with bloodstains overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things!"

Everyone is crazy, so why come?It's not because of this tripod!

Many masters and endless cultivators rushed forward together, all wanting to kill Ye Fan and win the tripod.