My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Simba showed an arrogant attitude, and seemed confident that he could suppress Ye Fan by turning his hands.

The army of angels roared.

The morale soaring into the sky seems to be rushing into the earth from the extraterritorial starry sky; at this moment, the earth cultivators are very dignified.

too strong.

Sixteen eight-winged angels are standing there, like an insurmountable chasm.

Ye Fan looked coldly at the entrance of the outer starry sky, stared at Simba, and then turned to grab Jiang Wudao, who was seriously injured.

"Evan, you!"

Jiang Wudao took a breath and wanted to escape.

But I never thought that Ye Fan suddenly attacked, why is this, dealing with the angels, dealing with him, he is sick.

"Give me the Great Prophecy."

Ye Fan's expression was indifferent and commanding.

The huge handprint of that finger imprisoned the space and enveloped Jiang Wudao.

No one can save you!

Jiang Wudao gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Ye Fan, give you a great prophecy, let me go."

Swish!

A memory fragment popped out.

Ye Fan grabbed it and swallowed it directly.

Immediately obtained the Great Prophecy.

He ignored Jiang Wudao, for him, Jiang Wudao was just an ant.

Do elephants care about the life and death of ants?

This extreme disregard and contempt made Jiang Wudao's eyes split open and his face grim.

But he knew that Ye Fan was too strong, far surpassing him, and he couldn't compete at all.

"let's go."

Jiang Wudao, the witch master, the Buddha master, and the emperor of the imperial alliance fled quietly.

However.

The Emperor God, Asura Nudes, Jin Quan, and the Heaven-Swallowing Beast did not intend to let them go and chased them away.

"Practice."

Ye Fan practiced great prophecy on the spot.

He has mastered the complete Mysterious Sect Secret Technique, which is the core cultivation method of Taoism, one of the seventy-two ancient sects.

The mystery of the mysterious door is infinite, and it can improve a great deal of comprehension.

In addition, Ye Fan's mental strength is now extremely powerful, and the great prophecy is directly completed.

Ye Fan looked at Simba again, his eyes turned around, as if he was performing a great prophecy.

He opened his mouth.

"I predict that you will die."

"You will all be buried here and become the nourishment of the ancestors. This is your destiny."

Ye Fan's voice was calm and indifferent.

But it gave people an extreme chill, and Bie Simba was cold all over, which made the corpse of the angel army vent out.

Simba's face changed.

Did Ye Fan really predict it?

Great prophecy, mysterious and unpredictable, this should not be underestimated.

Simba is cautious.

He looked at Ye Fan, stepped out, and entered the world channel.

Will and the other fifteen commanders did not move.

Xie Yue Ancient Sovereign also retreated far away.

Simba wants to fight Ye Fan.

The third-ranked marshal of the angel race had to fight Ye Fan, which was a matter of life and death.

"boom."

Simba didn't talk nonsense, and punched it out.

Heavenly Fist.

leaf-. Fan is not long-winded.

fist bump.

boom!

The passage is shaking, but because of the suppression of the blood coat, it is very stable and has not been broken.

In an instant.

Both sides disappeared.

One casts teleportation supernatural powers, and the other casts great teleportation.

Bang bang bang.

The two sides began to collide, fighting in close quarters.

As the third-ranked marshal, Simba must not be called weak, the same eight-winged angel, but his wings are bigger than Will and the others, and they are shining brightly.

In the blink of an eye, there were hundreds of collisions.

Ye Fan felt the strength of Simba's body, but both sides were just testing, and they didn't know the exact strength of the other party.

After a quarter of an hour of fierce confrontation, they finally became impatient.

"Light of Heaven."

Suddenly Simba burst into a drink, and a dazzling brilliance rose behind him, making him extremely holy.

His wings trembled and spread out, seemingly giving him enough strength; then Simba disappeared.

Ye Fan's pupils contracted.

teleport.

He could catch some clues before, but now, he can't see it at all.

"die."

Suddenly, Simba appeared behind Ye Fan and punched Ye Fan's head.

If this punch hits, there is no doubt that Ye Fan will be seriously injured if he does not die.

puff.

This punch directly penetrated Ye Fan's body.

Simba was shocked.

"Afterimage?"

He disappeared quickly.

But it was too late, and a pair of wings were hit.

Click.

The huge wings were directly pierced.

"Cut the body."

"Destroyed!"

The magic power of Yuan Magnetic erupted, covering Simba.

However, in the next moment, all the power of the magnetic energy exploded, Simba came out, and the scepter in his hand was a blow to the head, and the smashed Ye Fan fell.

"Ye Fan, I have to admit that you have some strength."

Simba did not pursue the victory, but stood in mid-air, staring at Ye Fan coldly.

"That's it."

"It was a temptation before, but now I'm going to be serious. I hope you can hold on for a while."

Simba sneered contemptuously.

Boom boom boom.

His breath was rising steadily, and he really entered a state of battle.

That aura was much stronger than the previous Xieyue Ancient Sovereign, and it seemed that Simba had broken through the sea of ​​suffering.

One way of cultivation, the sea of ​​bitterness is just the beginning.

Only when you become the realm of the sea of ​​suffering can you be called a true cultivator.

After the sea of ​​bitterness is the realm of supernatural powers.

The supernatural power state, as the name implies, is to cultivate supernatural powers, condense the seeds of supernatural powers, and strengthen oneself.

In fact, in ancient times, it was really not easy to cultivate supernatural powers. Only the disciples of large sects could obtain the most common supernatural power cultivation.

Similar to the Great Sealing Technique, Great Devouring Technique, etc., there are very few monks.

But now the supernatural power is flooding, that is because the resources are sinking.

Just like Ye Fan, the Bitter Sea Realm has cultivated so many great avenues and magical powers, and many of them are ranked high.

This is unimaginable in ancient times.

Even a top-level Taoist can't cultivate so much.

The supernatural power realm is actually just a transition, and this realm is to lay the foundation for the third realm Dao Palace.

In fact, as long as one cultivates a kind of supernatural power and condenses the seeds of supernatural power, it is possible to open up a Taoist palace.

In a sense, the Taoist Palace is the second realm.

The Divine Ability Realm is just a knock on the door of the Dao Palace Realm, because if you can't condense the Divine Ability Seed, you can't open the Dao Palace.

The more magical seeds in the Taoist Palace, the more powerful they will naturally be.

Therefore, the more magical powers practiced, the better, but this is aimed at the favored people of heaven. Generally, practitioners have limited talent and energy, and cannot cultivate so many magical powers, so they can only specialize.

Having said so much, in fact, in one sentence, the realm of the sea of ​​suffering is the realm of the Taoist palace, but if you want to advance to the realm of the Taoist palace, you need to condense the seeds of supernatural powers.

During the period of condensing, it can be called a monk in the supernatural state.

Having said that, Simba is already a monk in the supernatural power state, and the seeds of supernatural power have been condensed, but it is not easy to knock on the door of the Taoist Palace.

Many monks are stuck at this step.

Ye Fan's yin and yang eyes could vaguely see that in the position of the Simba Taoist Palace, that is, between the eyebrows, there was a flickering light spot, which was the seed of supernatural powers.

Although it is only a transition, the realm is the realm, which is much stronger than the cultivator of the sea of ​​bitterness.

But Ye Fan's eyes showed disdain.

"Even if you are a Taoist cultivator, today is your death date, and no one can change it."

"presumptuous!"

Simba angrily denounced.

He shot, pushed out with a punch, and the terrifying power turned into a Changhong, bursting out.

The creatures who watched the battle in distant places felt their scalps tingle.

Simba's punch can kill them.

But Ye Fan is very tough, and he has to fight with his body directly.

"Too reckless."

"Such a strong punch, you have to fight with your body, what should you do if the boat capsizes in the gutter."

All beings were dissatisfied and thought that Ye Fan was pretending.

However, the Queen and others knew very well that Ye Fan had not recovered the Celestial Hegemony yet.

They were looking forward to it.

Ye Fan, who has merged with the soil, how strong is his physical body, and how many levels has the sky's hegemony body reached?

Unconsciously, the Queen and others were all breathing rapidly.

The emperor and the others also returned.

They chased and killed the witch master, etc., but they escaped by the witch master. There was no way. The witch master owned the Clear Sky Mirror, and he didn't know where he got a terrifying secret treasure and successfully escaped.

"Supernatural realm."

Seeing Simba's state, the emperor was shocked.

"But fortunately, I didn't get promoted to Dao Palace, otherwise Second Uncle would be in trouble."

"For the supernatural power realm, the monks in the sea of ​​bitterness can still fight; but it is impossible for the monks in the sea of ​​bitterness to compete with the monks in the Taoist palace, which is not a grade at all."

"Indeed, Ye Fan should be able to deal with it. It seems that he is going to revive the sky hegemony. What level is it?"

The Emperor of God and the Empress Asura are also looking forward to it.

Although Simba's punch was not an all-out punch, it also used 80% of his power.

Simba didn't expect Ye Fan to use his physical body to fight.

"court death!"

Simba looked fierce and increased his power.

reached ninety percent.

Ye Fan's eyes are like torches and bright lights, as if the sun, moon and stars are circulating.

His silver hair danced wildly, and he shouted loudly, causing the passage to shake wildly, his blood clothes trembling, and it seemed that he could not be suppressed.

Simba was startled.

At the same time, a torrent of blood rushed out, immediately filling the entire world channel, and even rushed to the outer starry sky.

Will and the others were terrified.

This blood is too strong, what kind of flesh is this!

Ye Fan's voice continued for a long time, and his physical aura and strength kept rising, like a rocket soaring into the sky.

Puff puff puff.

The air is exploding.

The terrifying power seems to be unable to hold the passage, and the blood clothes are shaking.

"The body is like the universe."

Ye Fan was like a thunderbolt, and behind him, a magnificent picture emerged, but it was very blurry and chaotic and could not be seen clearly.

However, this picture gives a great sense of oppression.

Ye Fan is like the emperor in the chaos. He tore open his blood and stepped out, letting Simba bombard him with this punch, but he did not cause any harm to him.

"what!"

Simba's pupils contracted.

In sight, Ye Fan punched out.

This punch made the extraterrestrial stars lose their luster, and the powerful one made Simba pause his breathing.

A death crisis came to mind.

Simba teleports.

However, his Qi machine was locked and he felt that he could not escape.

"hateful!"

Simba was furious.

He shouted wildly: "What are you doing, all of them, kill kill kill."

Will and other fifteen commanders rushed into the passage like lightning.

The sixteen great marshals joined forces.

"boom!"

With this punch, they all flew upside down.

This punch was amazing.

It made the army of angels in the outer starry sky pale and frightened; the creatures watching the battle on the side of the earth were also horrified and unbelievable.

The power of one punch is so terrifying.

it's not finished yet.

Ye Fan's second punch has already been killed.

"puff!"

In an instant, an eight-winged angel was killed.

"No!"

Simba and other handsome men roared sadly.

Yet this is the truth.

Ye Fan floated up and down in the ocean of qi and blood, without saying a word, as if the emperor was in control of everything.

He punched for the third time.

"not good."

Will's hair stood on end.

Most of the feathers on the wings have fallen off.

The punch was aimed at him.