Chapter 605 Gods and Demons

Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and others came to intercept Ye Fan and wanted to take away the dragon marrow of the rare god. It can be said that there is no fear.

"The purple dragon marrow is rare in the world. This bottle of divine liquid is worth more than 4 million catties. You really have a timely rain and know that we need it very much." One of them seemed to smile.

"There are twelve drops of divine liquid, and the seven of us are a little difficult to distribute." The other person said carelessly that he had already regarded Ye Fan as a meal on the plate.

Jin Chixiao was calm, carrying his hands and slowly paced, as if everything was under his control. He said, "He may not have no other treasures on his body. You can count them then."

The purple clothes next to

calmed down, with a calm and calm face, glanced at Ye Fan indifferently and said, "Take him down first, and then make a decision later."

"Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon as you want?" Ye Fan snorted coldly and walked forward, forcing several people step by step.

At this time, he was not afraid of Jin Chixiao and others. What he was afraid of was only the four old people, all of whom surpassed the secret land of the dragon and were the elders of the Holy Land.

"There are four seniors here, and you still want to resist? I really don't know whether to live or die!" One of them teased and shook his head and sneered.

Jin Chixiao, the man in purple and others retreated and did not intend to fight in person. They were very cautious to let the four elders kill him.

"In the morning, when we met in that small restaurant, we didn't know that you were a monk. Now the old saying is that if you lead a horse for us, you can consider spareing your life."

"Such a person is worried. If he is self-abandoned, it's almost the same. If he wants to live, he will kowtow to mercy first. I like to see others be soft."

The seven people stood in the distance, calm and calm, said humiliating, and looked down here on the mountain stone, with a sneer at the corners of their mouths.

"You are just talking. You don't even have the courage to fight with me, but you want to invite four immortals to take action." Ye Fan said coldly, "I think you will hire a godfather or godfather no matter where you go in the future."

One of them was covered with frost on his face and said, "You will look good in a while. Let you kneel down and beg for mercy. Life is better than death."

Another person said in a negative voice, "You are just a person who has changed the third time. Which of the people present is weaker than you, and you are just lazy to do it with you."

Ye Fan ignored it, but looked at the four old people and said, "Four brothers, are these seven your grandchildren?"

One of them shook his head subconsciously, but when he woke up in an instant, he lowered his face and said, "It's a good word."

In the rear, Jin Chixiao and others all turned cold, and one of them said coldly, "Take advantage of us and let you kneel to death later."

"It turns out that they have nothing to do with the four of you. Whose grandchildren are they? Why doesn't their grandfather come?" Ye Fan laughed.

The identities of the seven people are not ordinary. How can they ever be tamped like this? One of them came forward with gloomy eyes and said, "I'm here to fight with him. I want to collect a slave with my own hands."

"If you have any experience with him, just ask the four seniors to kill him. There is no need to let his blood stain our hands." Jin Chixiao shook his head and said, which was a kind of euphemistic obstruction for fear of accidents.

"He knelt down without pressing his own hands. I always feel almost something, and I feel uncomfortable all over!" As he spoke, he walked forward, his palms were crystal clear, and a golden trident appeared.

"brush"

Only an inch-long golden trident is enlarged in its hand, reaching one foot, the air is cold, the golden light is flowing, the brilliance is shining, and the color is brilliant.

This is an ancient soldier who interweaves the laws of heaven and earth. He holds it in his hand and kills all the rolls one after another, like a sea of waves.

"Seniors, lean back, let me take a servant in person!" He strode forward, passed the four old men, and then entered the field.

Ye Fan stood there calmly and said nothing, but he was ready to take action.

"It's not too late to kneel down now. I'll save your life." This is a young master of an extremely powerful and ancient family in Beiyuan, and his cultivation is the fourth change of the dragon.

"Since you're looking for death, I'll send you on the road!" Ye Fan finally moved, and his figure was erratic, like a fairy in the air, but the light spirit was also very fast, and the speed was extremely fast.

"Wow!"

The young master held a golden trident and split it hard. Around him was like a golden ocean, bright and fierce, killing all the way.

Ye Fan's left hand turned into a golden celestele, and his right hand turned into a golden millstone, with runes flashing on it, as if engraved with two heavenly books.

"cang", "ceng"

Two harsh metal fighting sounds came out, and the golden monument and the grinding disc hit the golden treasure soldiers, which shot everywhere and penetrated the golden cracks.

Trident, the light dimmed, two halberd blades were broken, leaving only the divine peak in the middle, from a big halberd to a golden spear.

In the rear, everyone changed their color. Ye Fan cracked a weapon intertwined with the law with his bare hands, which made everyone shake. It was too late to stop it.

"brush"

Ye Fan's speed is so fast. The golden grinding disc turned into his right hand fell down, and all kinds of runes flashed on it, which was mysterious, as if explaining an ancient scripture.

The young master was shocked. He never thought that a person's body was so powerful that he broke his golden weapon blade and bullied him to the front.

"Bun!"

He had to fight back quickly, abandon the "spear" that he could not wave close to him, and move backwards while blocking the enemy with both hands to buy time for himself.

"Puff"

Unfortunately, as soon as his hands were raised, he was smashed by Ye Fan, and even his two arms were broken inch by inch, turning into a large blood fog.

"Bun"

Ye Fan's left hand was pressed down. This was a golden celestele. The innate lines flashed and were dense, engraved on it and pressed down.

The young master shouted and couldn't stop it at all. His body suddenly fell short, just like the top of Mount Tai. He couldn't stand the heavy pressure and bent down.

"Putong"

He couldn't stop it at all. He couldn't move. His legs were almost broken. As soon as he was weak, he couldn't help kneeling on the ground. This was a shameful posture.

Just now, he threatened to ask Ye Fan to kneel down, but he was beaten to the ground by the other party, which was more uncomfortable than killing him.

"You also want me to be a slave?" Ye Fan slapped him down, and the golden celestele made the young master's head suddenly become a rotten watermelon.

Then, he took the weapon that had become the golden spear and retreated back. The young master's dead body knelt there in position, but his head rotted.

Everyone in the rear had no time to stop it. The four old men rushed over like tigers and wolves, urging the magic power like the sea to suppress, but only a remnant was captured, and Ye Fan could not rush out.

"Ganother's life back!" A young man in the distance turned pale and sacrificed a purple copper gourd. The moment the gourd was pulled out, the whale sucked the cow and devoured ten directions.

Ye Fan rushed over with a golden spear, as if he had been reduced, rushed into the mouth of the gourd, and was about to be taken in.

However, at this moment, his body suddenly shook, like a green dragon wring its tail, jumped up, quickly enlarged, and poked forward with the golden spear in his hand.

"Kh"

This golden spear was inserted from the mouth of the gourd and penetrated from the bottom of the gourd. The divine peak was unstoppable, and the copper gourd was broken into several halves.

"Puff"

After the golden spear passed through the copper gourd, the spear was faster, and the golden light shone. It suddenly disappeared into the man's chest, and the blood spurred.

"Ah..." The man shouted loudly, his chest was bright back and forth, his internal organs were cracked, and his soul was injured.

Ye Fan stood in the field like a god and demon, picked it up with a golden spear in one hand, and then shook it hard. With a "fu", the blood splashed, and the body was torn apart and flew in all directions.

The meat and bones fell with a large amount of blood. The man's soul was destroyed, and the golden spear was bleeding. Ye Fan's black hair was scattered. He held the spear and strode forward without stopping.

"This is..." Everyone was stunned, such a method, clean and neat, terrible and scary.

Ye Fan pushed forward. Every step fell, and the earth shook, like a giant traveling, with a golden spear in his hand to the sky, and blood flowed. His black hair was like a waterfall, like an ancient god of war.

"chi", "chi"...

The sound of breaking the air came, and the four old people rushed to it, and once again sacrificed the magic power like a vast ocean. The light filled the four fields, drowning the heaven and the earth, and wanted to refine and suppress Ye Fan.

However, all that is left to them is a shadow. Ye Fan's speed is too fast. He seems to be walking in ancient times, separated from the world and unaffected.

He held the golden spear in his hand and rushed to the golden sky several people. His black hair danced backwards, killing all directions, such as breaking free from the shackles and killing the gods used from hell.

The remaining five strong men have all changed their colors. The other party jumped like a dragon, surging with a strong breath, and everyone had to fight hard.

"Ah..."

One of the ***s called, once Xi Luo Ye Fan sent the purple dragon to them. At this moment, he held a Tianluo umbrella to block the air and protected himself behind.

"Buzz!"

The void shakes violently, ringing like a rag in the wind, turbulent.

Ye Fan held the golden spear, regarded it as a heavenly knife, held it with both hands, and immediately split down, driving the huge golden light and swallowing the earth.

"Kow!"

Ye Fan waved his golden spear down, destroyed the withered and rotten, and cut the Tianluo umbrella intertwined with the law into two halves, and the fracture was flat and smooth.

"Ah..."

The young strong man shouted, with cracks in his eyebrows, bleeding, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Puff"

The golden spear in Ye Fan's hand was no different from the heavenly knife. He chopped down and cut down the Tianluo umbrella. At the same time, the spear blade cut into the man's head.

Blood surged, and he split it hard. The golden spear was like a flash of lightning, splitting the man's body in half, which was very symmetrical.

A large amount of blood rushed out, and both bodies fell to both sides. His face was full of fear, and his eyes were full of endless panic.

"Bun"

The corpses split in half fell to the ground separately. Ye Fan stood in the middle, his hair as dark as ink, and the golden spear in his hand was more brilliant in the sunlight. The blood flowed down, and he stood there like a god and demon.