Cover the sky

"Xiang Yifei survived?" Ye Fan was surprised, and instantly understood that this person survived the catastrophe, gained great benefits, and broke through a realm.

Xiang Yifei first wanted to enter the endless battle to kill him on the night of bloodshed, and this time he worked with so many holy sons to set up a dead end for him.

I never thought that he would succeed in crossing the tribulation, but he must not be left behind.

"Escaped and broke through, I will send you on your way!" Ye Fan sneered, this person must be killed.

Xiang Yifei, the son of Dayan Sheng, broke through to the second transformation of the dragon, which caused a sensation, and many people praised him.

In any case, no one knows the cultivation level of Shengzi Yaoguang and Ji Haoyue. Currently, he is the first to be discovered as the second transformation of the dragon.

In the middle of the night, with heavy rain, Ye Fan appeared in a small town like a demon god with a golden scepter in his hand. After half a month of hard work, he tracked down Xiang Yifei's whereabouts.

"How dare you practice outside..." Ye Fan sneered, he had divine eyes, and he knew his identity clearly that day.

"boom!"

Electric lights flickered, and heavy rain poured down. Ye Fan held the scepter of heaven and smashed the inn, locking Xiang Yifei with endless murderous aura.

"Who?" Dayan Shengzi exclaimed, soaring into the sky.

"The one who killed you!" Ye Fan came out of the heavy rain, and every step he took made the town tremble.

"It's you, Ye Fan!" Dayan Shengzi was startled, when lightning flashed across the night sky, he saw his real body in the heavy rain.

"Not bad!"

"Brother Ye, what do you mean?"

"Send you on your way!"

"boom!"

The murderous intent rose from the sky, the heavy rain poured down, the rain curtain covered the sky and the earth, and it was pitch black. Ye Fan attacked with the assassin's scepter in his hand.

"when!"

The dazzling brilliance rushed up, and the Son of Dayan fought back, fighting with Ye Fan!

The sky-shattering divine light and the murderous aura soaring into the sky, on this rainy night, the lightning, thunder and sword shadows shocked the whole town.

The fierce battle, the cold light radiates, illuminating the night sky.

"what……"

Shengzi Dayan shouted, the golden holy sword in his hand was shattered by the assassin's scepter, and then with a soft "poof", his head was chopped off.

Ye Fan left on a rainy night and fell into the downpour, leaving many people with a back like a demon.

On the second day, when the news came out, everyone in the world was shocked, and people were still amazed at how great the Holy Son of Dayan was.

As a result, it didn't take long for Xiang Yifei to be beheaded. Many people heard him call Ye Fan's name clearly, so they naturally knew who did it.

"The Eucharist is too powerful, there is no scruple at all!"

"Oh my god, the Eucharist is too bold. He is clearly here to kill the Holy Son. What does he want to do?"

Xiang Yifei, the son of Dayan Sheng, was beheaded in a small town, leaving only a headless corpse, which shocked many people.

Is the age of the Eucharist coming?He doesn't hide it at all now!

"If you dare to hunt me down again, I will kill all your descendants one by one!" On the same day, Ye Fan released such words.

As soon as these words came out, Donghuang was in an uproar, the holy body was fearless, and he was not afraid of anything at all!

Chapter 551 Represents Heavenly Court Punishment

Xiang Yifei, the son of Dayan Sheng, was killed. This is a naked face. Not long ago, people were still amazed at the birth of a wizard, but he was beheaded in an instant.

It caused an uproar, and all the great teachers were paying attention. Ye Fan had no scruples and took the initiative to make a move, which made many people fearful.

I can't beat the old ones, but I can kill your descendants!This is obviously a very dangerous signal from Ye Fan.

Among the holy places, there were naturally some people who wanted to find Ye Fan and kill him, and they all acted secretly, but they found nothing.

Surrounded by rain and mist, the distant mountains are like Daisy, the lakes and mountains are beautiful, clear and peaceful, like an ink landscape painting.

Ye Fan headed west all the way, and he didn't hurry. Today's practice is not something that can be achieved through retreat, but needs to understand the nature of the world.

Seeing the wild geese flying south, the flowing water going far away, listening to the rain beating plantains, falling flowers and rustling, streams and rocks flowing up, sometimes there will be a kind of enlightenment.

He wandered in the mountains and rivers like this, walking and roaming, feeling extremely relaxed physically and mentally, letting go of grievances and grudges, and detached himself.

This is a kind of spiritual tranquility, which does not need to be maintained all the time, but only requires such a feeling.

"Let go of everything, even the mountains and rivers will be more beautiful." Ye Fan said to himself, standing on a small boat, swimming in the lake in the misty drizzle.

Cultivators are not immortals, because people have the seven emotions and six desires, and they need to experience all kinds of mortals. This way of returning to nature is a kind of transcendent life and a state of mind.

"Young master is a busy man at first glance, and it is rare to have leisure time on weekdays." The owner of the boat - the old fisherman said.

In the cabin of the small boat, the fire was raised, and the old fisherman made some lake fish dishes with local materials, and took out rice wine and put them on the wooden table.

Ye Fan sat down cross-legged, enjoying the lake view in the mist and rain, while drinking slowly, he was very contented, and his heart was peaceful.

"This man is very interested." Next to him, a light boat came slowly in the lake under the rain. It was Ji Haoyue, the king of the Ji family.

On the small boat, there was also the little moon Ji Ziyue with bright eyes and bright teeth. They enjoyed the lake view under the rain, but they didn't drink alcohol, and there were no fishermen rowing.

Ye Fan smiled, held the wine glass as a gesture, and drank it down in one gulp. He didn't show his true face, and the two people on the opposite side didn't know each other when they met.

The mist filled the water, the thin smoke lingered, and the lake was hazy. In the distance, another small boat was coming. On it stood a young man, dressed in green clothes, with black hair. He blended into the nature of the world, with an inexplicable charm.

Ye Fan was surprised that he was the Holy Son of Shaking Light. He was no longer as dazzling as in the past, but now he only had nature.

"It has also broken through and reached another realm." Eastern Desolation God King Ji Haoyue whispered.

A shrewd look flashed in Ji Ziyue's eyes, she muttered something, but no one heard it clearly, then she wrinkled her nose and said, "I also want to drink rice wine."

On this side, Ye Fan smiled, raised his hand and sent over an unopened wine jar and two plates of untouched lake fish.

At this time, the Son of Light came close, and said with a smile, "It's not too late." He bloomed like a ray of dawn, very brilliant.

Kongming Dao rhyme rippling, purple clothes fluttering, a woman melted into the mist and rain, giving people a feeling of Taoism following nature and harmony between man and nature.

The congenital Dao fetus—the maiden of the Purple Mansion also came, surrounded by purple mist, so ethereal, even though she was standing right in front of her eyes, she hardly belonged to the world.

Almost at the same time, the water vapor fluttered, and the goddess of the Yaochi Lingbo came and also entered the lake, with black hair like clouds, and a graceful figure, unearthly.