[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

Ye Fan was dressed in white, with an elegant figure, and looked like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, but no one dared to underestimate him.Not only is he blessed by the peerless God King, but he is also a Genshu genius, and many elders from ancient Genshu families are no match for him.If you can pass through the four poles, the sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap. Tonight will be a critical moment to determine the fate of the Eucharist.

Wen Lang stood with everyone, beside him were Yaoyuekong, Prince Daxia and others, and the saintess of Zifu was facing him from afar.Wen Lang always felt that the other party knew something, but he couldn't figure it out, but he was still very grateful for Zifu's help to Ye Fan tonight, so he looked away and nodded.

The saintess of the Zifu didn't respond, and Wen Lang wasn't angry either. After all, the other party had been suppressed by them for a long time. If they didn't mind at all, it would be a real problem.

Accompanied by the first thunder disaster, Ye Fan rushed to the pass and declared the start.

Just in the realm of four extremes, the holy body will suffer nine times of lightning calamity.Wen Lang watched the thunderbolts hitting Ye Fan, feeling the same, as if the thunderbolts had already hit him.

The heaven and the earth do not allow the Eucharist to remain in stock, Wen Lang wants to look at Ye Fan, and wants to help Ye Fan defy the sky.

"System, you and I will temporarily separate later." Ye Fan's promotion seemed to be coming to an end, Wen Lang said suddenly.

The system was silent for a long time before it silently replied: "Okay."

Under the night sky, the silence was restored again. Almost everyone thought that Ye Fan's thunder disaster had passed completely. Anyone with similar ability on the scene could tell that Ye Fan had already entered the quadrupole realm, even before hiding in the dark. Wanting to destroy Ye Fan's power before he achieved it, he has also stopped.

The advancement of the Eucharist has become a set trend.

Only Wen Lang stared at the endless sky with far-reaching eyes.He does not belong to this world, although only one-third of the world's recognition is missing. He will no longer be a traveler in this time and space, and time and space are destined to belong to the wandering side. The advantage bound by Tao.

Under the night sky, one after another innate Dao patterns emerged, intertwined together in the high sky, forming a Dao pattern, slowly pressing down.

The void trembled and was almost shattered. This picture is mysterious and unpredictable, like the shape of the Dao, which makes people suffocate, hard to breathe, and the soul is trembling.

Wen Lang took a step forward, and several people around him looked at him at the same time.

Xia Yilin was a little worried. She only found out from Brother Huang that Wen Lang was a man yesterday, but she had a good sense of him. It would mean that he was worried about Ye Fan and wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. So he grabbed Prince Da Xia's sleeve and looked at him begging for help.

Prince Daxia comforted her and stroked his head, but he still didn't disobey his sister's wishes.So he took a step forward and said to Wen Lang, "Brother Wen, with the help of the God King, Ye Fan will definitely be able to break through the curse of the Eucharist. Don't worry too much."

Wen Lang smiled, and after thanking the other party, he still stared at Ye Fan in the direction of the previous step.

"Wen Lang." Ji Ziyue and her brother looked at each other, both worried about his situation.

If heaven and earth do not approve of the Eucharist, then he will let him agree.

The Xiantian Dao map fell down, Ye Fan's bones collapsed, his flesh was pierced, his mind was broken, he was almost torn apart, but he stood there without falling down.

"brush."

With a flash of light, the pure land of the king of gods opened wide, and Ye Fan was brought into the pure land by death. The spiritual spring ding-dong, the flowers and plants were fragrant, and there was no dispute with the world, and there was peace.

Can't wait any longer.

The God King used the God King Pure Land, which means that he will regularly consume himself to save Ye Fan.Wen Lang respects the God King and doesn't want him to waste himself.

What's more, he is more willing to exchange himself for Ye Fan's new life.

Wen Lang stood facing the wind, his purple robe was blown loudly, standing under the divine moon, his bones were crystal clear, his skin was translucent, as if he was about to ride the wind back home.

"What is that?" Someone in the crowd yelled in surprise, and everyone followed his gaze, and someone actually broke through the defense of Chilong Taoist and others, and rushed towards the pure land of the king of gods.

"Wen Lang!" Ji Ziyue shouted, trying to stop him, but was stopped by Ji Haoyue.Wen Lang has a way to break through the blockade of Chilong Laodao. I'm afraid it's his intention, and it's useless for them to stop him.

"Why did this kid run up?" The big black dog cursed, looking for the ability to pull Wen Lang back in his memory.

"Teacher Wen." Pang Bo yelled, the two people he had the best relationship with would be in danger now, he was desperate, but there was nothing he could do.

The movement of the god king stopped, and he raised his hand, as if to drive Wen Lang out.

Wen Lang was surrounded by purple energy, auspicious colors, auspicious dragons and beasts. In front of him, a picture scroll slowly unfolded. It was this picture scroll that led Wen Lang into the pure land of the god king.

"Please don't stop me, the king of gods." Wen Lang's voice came, but he was already determined to die. The king of gods heard the secret meaning, and he was not willing to let him take risks, and he moved a little faster.

In Wen Lang's hand, the white jade pen was already in his hand. The pen flew away from the dragon and snake, and a purple light swallowed the power of the god king, and Wen Lang immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

"He actually blocked the power of the god king." Someone exclaimed, even though Wen Lang was injured in the end, he couldn't change this fact. Although it may have something to do with his gentle power and no intention of hurting Wen Lang, it still shocked the people of the Holy Land.Although Wen Lang was eye-catching in the past, all the brilliance was blocked by the holy body, as if he had been hidden behind the body, but he didn't expect that when the brilliance emerged, it would be so amazing.

Xiantian Daotu suppressed Ye Fan, preventing him from moving.He watched Wen Lang come to his side, leaning against the Xiantian Dao Tu, and looked at him face to face.

"Wen Lang." Ye Fan spit out a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth. He was already dripping with blood, but he still remembered the agreement he had made with Wen Lang. He got up little by little, and looked into his eyes.He promised Wen Lang that he would also break through the four poles, and he must not fall down at this moment.

Wen Lang stretched out his hands and looked into Ye Fan's eyes, all his emotions were revealed for the first time.There is guilt, there is sadness, but more joy.He likes Ye Fan, otherwise he would not have stayed, and worked so hard to obtain the difficult status of being able to stay here, but since his goal is Ye Fan, then when Ye Fan died, he would not stay here. any sense.

He stretched out his hands and held Ye Fan's face, the two approached, Wen Lang took the initiative to kiss Ye Fan's lips for the first time, he hugged him, a word flowed between his lips and teeth, and then disappeared gently.

"Ye Fan, I love you deeply."

After saying this, he let go of Ye Fan.Ye Fan wanted to catch him, but he could only be forced by Xiantian Daotu's coercion, unable to move.

Wen Lang turned around and faced Xiantian Daotu.With the white jade pen in his hand, the picture scroll of motherhood of all things is in front of him, and his face is serious.

Xiantian Daotu exuded coercion and came to suppress Wen Lang.The traces of Tao are intertwined, and Wen Lang feels that his bones are breaking apart little by little, but they are growing together again under the force of strong vitality.

Wen Lang took three consecutive shots on his chest.Essence of blood gushes out from the mouth and falls on the scroll, sprinkled with red plums. It is exquisite and beautiful, but it is made of blood.

In the eyes of everyone, thousands of strands of purple light radiated from the scroll, wrapping Wen Lang in it, forming a giant cocoon.

But Wen Lang, who was in the cocoon, saw a different picture scroll than everyone else.Stars fell all over the sky, and there were one or two of them, but they carried the trajectory of Ye Fan's existence. There was no self in it, but Ye Fan succeeded in ruling the world.

very nice.

Although he only saw one or two scenes, Wen Lang's heart was full of joy.He walked around Ye Fan and started searching again. There, he saw Xiaonuan, that poor girl. Wen Lang hoped to find his trace. He said he would take care of that girl, but it is possible that this agreement could not be fulfilled.

After finding the little girl, Wen Lang grabbed the star again, and a trajectory appeared, corresponding to Wen Lang who was fighting against Xiantian Daowen. He saw Ye Fan succeed, but was injured by Dao.Wen Lang closed his eyes and opened them again, Mantian Xingzi had disappeared.Visitors from outside his territory are not bound by the Dao here, so even if they have a strong physique and excellent skills, it is only because of the system that they have accumulated to the four extremes. Even if they are alive, they cannot grow old with Ye Fan. So, it is better to make his last contribution.

So what if the heaven and the earth don't allow it, he just wants to go against the sky.

The white jade pen is walking on the scroll, people in this domain are bound by the Dao, and cannot change their fate against the sky, so let him do it, even if it costs his own life, he will not hesitate.

The giant cocoon slowly spread out, and everyone finally saw the traces in the cocoon. Wen Lang was already covered in blood, and his purple clothes were dyed black.However, right in front of his cat, the Xiantian Dao map was slowly obliterated by the purple light emitted from the scroll.

He can change his life, but what he will pay is his own life.

The last drop of blood gushed out, and the purple light on the scroll was stronger, obliterating the innate Taoism.

"Wen Lang." Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood, and swayed towards him.Wen Lang turned around, hugged him, and whispered in his ear: "Ninny, Yinyang... I'm sorry."

People die like lights go out.Wen Lang's last drop of blood was exhausted, and Xiantian Daowen was wiped out when he was about to slash on Ye Fan.The picture scroll of the Mother Qi of all things fell from the air and landed at Wen Lang's feet, but no one picked it up.

"Wen Lang..." Ye Fan hugged him, his voice trembling, but he didn't dare to lift it up.

On that day, Fairy Caiyun fell, and the former Tianjiao died

Beauty is easy to grow old, true love is broken.

In a trance, there is a faint voice of Buddha, and the mantra of rebirth echoes in the sky.

Ye Fan's eyes were red, and there was a strand of snow white in his hair.The fighting holy law evolved in his hands, shattering the golden light that filled the night.

"He didn't die, why do you recite past lives?"

"He's not dead." A familiar voice also rang in Ye Fan's ear, pulling his mind that was about to break.Except for Ye Fan, no one could see that a weak purple light entered Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

"Take his body and scroll, and leave immediately."

Ye Fan suddenly had hope in his heart.Going up to the poor and down to the underworld, no matter where you are, I will rescue you.

He hugged Wen Lang and wanted to leave here immediately to meet the person who said this.

"Boom." There was a loud noise, and endless murderous aura rushed towards Ye Fan.Someone wanted to take advantage of the Eucharist's loss of spirit and completely obliterate him.

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