Cover the sky

"Ye Fan, even if you kill me, you won't live long, just wait, my brother will definitely keep you in the Netherworld forever, life would be worse than death!" Seeing Ye Fan raised his hand and pressed down, Wang Chong yelled loudly .

"It's so violent at such a young age, I'd better get rid of you as a little scourge." Ye Fan stretched out a finger and pointed at his eyebrows.

"No, if that guy knew that we watched his brother die, he might attack us too!"

In the rear, everyone changed their colors, many people shot, and all kinds of magic weapons came forward together.

"Ding!"

Ye Fan casually picked up a two-inch long jasper knife from among the Nine Gods Soldiers surrounding him, swept it into the air, and let out a soft jade cry.

A turquoise knife light swept across like a blue sea, and all the eleven magic weapons in the sky turned into dust and fell down in a rustle.

Two other people screamed, were cut in half, died unexpectedly, and their bodies fell to the sky.

"He has a king's weapon on him...it can't be stopped at all, what should I do?" The faces of the group turned pale.

"We've tried our best, his brother can't say anything, and there's no way to blame him." Some people backed away quickly.

Ye Fan's golden finger pointed at Wang Chong's brow, and before he got close, the force of the finger was already revealed, flashing golden light.

On Wang Chong's eyebrows, cracks appeared and bloodstains overflowed. His face was pale and he couldn't move.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a powerful energy rushed out, and Wang Chong's brows glowed with divine light, like a door to the world opened, with thousands of auspicious colors.

Ye Fan retreated quickly, he felt a dangerous fluctuation, and blocked in front of him with the Nine Gods Soldiers.

This is a very mysterious picture. Wang Chong's eyebrows opened a door to the world, and a golden ancient chariot flew out, with a tall figure standing on it, like a god and demon.

"It's him, the ancient emperor Teng!"

"How could he be between Wang Chong's eyebrows?"

Those Saint Child-level figures exclaimed and stopped in the distant mountains, all showing shock.

The golden ancient chariot rumbled and flew out. The figure above was messy with black hair, his face was cut like a knife, his skin was bronze-colored, his body was strong and powerful, and his whole body was shrouded in the golden light of the sky, like a heavenly emperor descending into the world.

In addition, around it, there are nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine basalt warriors, flashing divine light, turning into four elephants, surrounding him.

This is simply a picture of the heavenly emperor coming to the world, guarded by the four images of the starry sky, Wang Teng flying wildly, living on the central chariot, with brilliance, gazing at the world, as if he is surveying the sky.

Ye Fan was surprised, this person's aura is too strong, even the older generation can't compare it, this is a kind of inner powerful potential.

The dragon and phoenix chirped in harmony, the white tiger roared in the sky, the black tortoise stretched into the sea, and the golden light shone brightly. Standing on the ancient chariot, Wang Teng stood motionless, with deep eyes.

"It's really him who is here!" Those holy children all changed their colors.

Wang Teng, known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, was born in Beiyuan. He was invincible to the younger generation in Beiyuan as early as 15 years old. Now ten years have passed, and almost no one knows what level he has reached.

Everyone said that he was simply the reincarnation of a great emperor, because his growth trajectory was so similar to that of the great emperors in the history of the human race, even worse.

His talent, anyone who understands it will be surprised and feel terrible, no one is not horrified, if compared with it, they will feel that they are a kind of sadness.

Moreover, this person has a lot of luck. When he was a teenager, he had experienced experience in the world. He came to the Eastern Wasteland alone. After walking only once, he got one of the nine secrets and returned to Beiyuan.

This is only known to the outside world, and no one knows exactly what kind of ancient arts he has mastered, not even his clan members.

Ye Fan's heart was awe-inspiring. In this person who was called the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, he was extremely mysterious and powerful.

On the golden chariot, the brilliance is myriad, reflecting it like an ancient emperor. Nine real dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine basalt guard the center, and the four elephants have terrifying thunder lights Blinking, this is a terrifying aura that has gone through more than a dozen catastrophes!

Chapter 600 Battle King Teng

The gate of the world appeared between Wang Chong's eyebrows, and an ancient golden chariot flew out. The four elephants of dragon, phoenix, white tiger, and basalt sang in harmony, flying into the sky with brilliance.

Wang Teng, known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, stood in the center of the golden ancient chariot, like Ziwei surveying the sky, like a heavenly emperor descending into the world, surrounded by four spirits like gods.

Ye Fan stood a hundred feet away, feeling inexplicably surprised. This man's aura is so powerful that it is jaw-dropping, something he has never heard or seen before.

That kind of exuberant energy, like a galaxy surging, floods the sky and the earth, it is terrifying, its brilliance covers the sky and the sun, and it is difficult to face it.

"How could he rush out from between Wang Chong's eyebrows?" Ye Fan didn't quite believe it, and opened his eyes to look carefully.

In the rear, the dozen or so holy sons had already changed their colors and had seen this god before, but they were still afraid at this moment.

The four spirits gathered together, like the reincarnation of a heavenly emperor, their brilliance was gorgeous, and their blood was surging, which made them all fear from the bottom of their hearts, unable to resist.

"It's not the real body, it's part of the spirit!"

After observing with Yuantian divine sense, Ye Fan felt awe-inspiring, this is not a person of flesh and blood at all, but just a divine sense as powerful as the sea.

"How powerful is he, that he can transform into such a ray of divine sense, living in the eyebrows of his younger brother..."

Ye Fan was so surprised for the first time, he had never seen such a terrifying young opponent, completely beyond imagination, just like Emperor Ziwei.

A wisp of divine thought transformed into a heavenly emperor, surrounded by four spirits, and carried on a golden chariot. This is the shape of his divine consciousness. How many people have transformed like this since ancient times? !

"No wonder there will be thunder. This divine sense has experienced more than a dozen catastrophes, and the most conservative estimate has already surpassed the secret realm of transforming dragons."

Ye Fan's heart was shocked, could this person be on par with the Holy Lord?Thinking of this question, he couldn't help but gasped.

At the age of 15, he was invincible to the younger generation of Beiyuan. Ten years later, what terrible stage will he grow into?No one can tell.

From the statement that the ancient emperor was reincarnated, one can see that this person's achievements are absolutely astonishing, and can be compared with the same age emperors in the history of the human race.

Wang Chong was very surprised. He didn't expect that his elder brother's imprint would always live on his forehead, and he shouted, "Brother, help me kill him!"

"boom!"

Ye Fan was extremely dignified, and the golden lake between his eyebrows turned into a golden villain, sitting cross-legged in the void, opening his mouth to swallow the essence of heaven and earth, dazzling.

At the same time, several great visions appeared around him, a majestic ups and downs of rivers and mountains, a fairy king sitting high in the nine heavens, accompanied by a green lotus.

These are not perfect. They should be a kind of vision, but they have not evolved completely. They are divided into several strongest visions of ancient times.

The golden sea of ​​gods is turbulent at the feet, and the waves hit the nine heavens. A picture of yin and yang rotates behind it, and the two currents of life and death circulate.

In front, Wang Teng is majestic, majestic, heaven and man are one, breathing in and out, divine light floods the world, shrouded in infinite brilliance, like a great emperor coming from ancient times.

He didn't make a move, his eyes were deep, the stars were disillusioned, his expression was indifferent, without any expression, everything in the outside world seemed insignificant, and it was difficult to move his fundamental heart.

Wang Chong was taken aback when he saw several visions of Ye Fan, and said, "Brother, is this the kind of vision you said that it is difficult to form in a lifetime of hard work?"

The tall man on the golden chariot still didn't speak, he was calm and calm, but the stars in his eyes were disillusioned even faster.

Ye Fan was startled, the golden blood energy soared into the sky, boiling the energy all over his body, isolating everything from the outside world, because he sensed an inexplicable energy.