Chapter 678 Eternal Banishment
Chapter 676Eternal Banishment
The hanging island of the Ji family was pierced, the ancient chariot fell down, the smoke and dust rushed to the sky, and the rocks penetrated the clouds. Wang Teng waved the emperor's sword and cut off one of his little arms, and the blood flowed.
After a shocking blow, it was such a result. The Northern Emperor, known as the invincible young generation, ended up with such an end and suffered a great loss.
The scene was silent, and everyone was shocked. No one could have thought that this would be the result. How could Wang Teng break his arm with the reincarnation of the ancient emperor?!
Except for Wang Chengkun's distress, no one said anything and watched all this silently. All this was too sudden and beyond people's expectations.
The Holy Body is so strong that everyone is throbbing. This is the face of the ** naked fan king's family. The emperor they are proud of came up and stained the sky with blood, which was too tragic.
Previously, the Wang family was domineering and looked superior. They thought that Ye Fan was just a pile of dead bones on the emperor's road and was the object of death.
However, such a scene happened. Their so-proclaimed invincible Northern Emperor suffered a great loss. Everyone in the Wang family had a fever on their faces and were extremely worried.
It is difficult to guess who will win and who will lose this battle. No one can come to a conclusion. No one can expect Ye Fan's attack to be so sharp.
"Gag"
Wang Teng's left arm trembled with flesh and blood, and the bones made a crisp sound and kept growing. The essence of the four directions poured down like water, and the broken arm was regenerated, almost in an instant.
"Teng'er, be careful!" Wang Chengkun shouted later, if it hadn't been in public and the big words had been said, he would have stopped the battle and led people to besiege and kill Ye Fan.
The Northern Emperor has not suffered such a big loss since his debut. He looked so cold that he could freeze. When he fought with the monkey, the martial arts eye was not broken, and he suffered hardship today.
"Zhe"
The sword moved the sky. Wang Teng held the Heavenly Emperor's sword and drove the golden ancient chariot to kill again. His long black hair completely stood up, and his eyes were as sharp as a knife.
The golden sword, as thick as a mountain, reaches the sky, is pressed down like a mountain, and the sound is deafening, like a vast ocean in the sky, which makes people palpitate.
Ye Fan held the copper coffin and split it forward, like waving an ancient universe. The heavens shook together throughout the ages, and the suspended island was disintegrating and could not withstand the fluctuations.
The Northern Emperor quickly collected the sword and did not cut it off. He was trying to estimate how strong Ye Fan's combat power was, like a phoenix dancing in the sky, falling in the distance.
Ye Fan stopped his arm, and the copper coffin hit the void. Suddenly, a terrible abyss appeared, in which the starlight flashed, like a star domain.
"chi"
Wang Teng's eyes were blazing, shooting two dazzling brilliances. The martial arts eyes of heaven came out again, and he hit Ye Fan again. He was not only expected to penetrate the source, but also the sharpest sword!
Ye Fan was very calm. He protected his body with a copper coffin, sat in the golden villain in the middle of his eyebrows, held the small black gourd, shook it hard, and a divine light flew out, like a flying knife.
The Northern Emperor's eyes condensed like a sword and hit it. It was sonorous, but it was finally burned by the nine-color fog and scattered in the void.
Moreover, the beam of light emitted by Ye Fan's eyebrows did not slow down. It penetrated the void and rushed to Wang Teng's head, which was unstoppable.
This time, the Northern Emperor was already prepared, still to evaluate Ye Fan's combat strength. His feet were shining, step by step, and the ancient chariot flashed back.
A wisp of divine flower rushed through, penetrated a palace in the distance, and turned it into flying ash in an instant. There was nothing left, and even the Taoist lines burned on it could not be stopped.
How can the Eucharist be so powerful? What kind of power does his open eyes contain? This is everyone's question, and I didn't know it before.
Wang Teng tried repeatedly and kept taking action, but he did not fight head-on, and Ye Fan was also brewing, ready to destroy the enemy with one blow, and hooking the colorful fire silk in the black gourd.
"All spirits, the number of sand in the Ganges!"
The Northern Emperor suddenly shouted loudly, and all kinds of forces in the world turned into the rules of Taoism. The essence of vegetation, the essence of the scorching sun, the glide of the stars, and the origin of the universe all poured down.
After observing for a long time, he finally used a great skill in the attack. This is the secret skill in the imperial scriptures. God can f against people and can't be measured.
This earth and every spiritual body, but every power, turns into the rules of the Tao, turning everything into traces of the Tao, into a striped road, across the void.
This is a very terrible magic, which makes people fall into nightmares and difficult to fight. There are so many spirits in this world that if they are all called to transform the Tao, it will be endless, so there is a saying about the number of sand in the Ganges.
In the universe, there are dense nets everywhere, silver and purple... All spiritualized roads, the number of sands of the Ganges, become a net of the road, and the cover falls.
In the rear, even people like the Southern Demon and Zitian are moved, and the masters of all sides are also awe-inspiring. This kind of secret skill is extremely abnormal. It turns everything in heaven and earth into a Taoist rule, and uses the power of all rules for its own use.
Silent, a big net fell like this, isolating the outside world, making itself a small world, operating all the principles, and dismantling all enemies.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the flame flashed in his eyebrows, and a huge mulberry flashed in front of him. The leaves were like golden essence, sonorous, and nine golden crows flew out like nine rounds of the sun.
"Boom"
Nine golden divine birds, the flames sore the sky, burned everything, broke all kinds of laws and threads, and broke the rules above them.
"The true sutra of the sun!" Some people screamed and recognized this method, which is almost the same as the divine power of the ancient legendary Sun Sutra.
"It's no wonder that the Eucharist got the true scripture of the sun and cultivated the true fire of the sun!" Others suddenly realized..
At the same time, many people are horrified. This is a terrible ancient scripture, one of the origins of human practice, dating back to the ancient years.
In the ancient past, there were two ancient scriptures for the human race, namely Taiyin and the sun. They were unfathomable and carried the infinite wisdom of the ancients. It is said that they originated from another star field.
Later, the human race flourished, and several ancient emperors had understood these two ancient scriptures and got infinite enlightenment before they created their own way of mind.
Therefore, the two ancient scriptures of Taiyin and the Sun are also called the mother scriptures, which have extremely special significance. Unfortunately, they have been lost for too long to be found.
Ye Fan took the bodhisattva, operated the true sutra of the sun, controlled the nine-color fire silk, and showed an inexplicable power.
The Fusang god tree stands tall and rises from the ground. It is huge and lush. Both the trunk and the leaves are golden. The fire is burning, and the nine golden blacks circle, destroying the power of Huadao.
"Boom"
Everything disappeared, the Taoist mark was eradicated, and no longer existed. There was only a holy flame burning between heaven and earth, and the nine golden crows rushed to the Northern Emperor together.
"Is the Sun Sutra really so powerful?" People were surprised, while the people of the Wang family looked ugly, and the Eucharist exceeded their expectations.
"Cross-crossed!" Wang Teng shouted in a low voice, and his hands were scratching out hard. A huge cross crack appeared in the sky, and the big crack in the void stretched out.
Like a dream and illusion, a cross star domain appears, like a star beads, crossed together, hanging in another void.
"Bun"
This is an amazing collision. The fog of the ninth layer of fire seems to be able to burn the heavens, collided violently with this cross star, and endless ashes rush up.
Brilliant! !
blazing!
The tyranny!
One after another, the great impact of the road, like a tsunami hitting the embankment, like the Milky Way hitting the ancient star, becoming a place of despair.
When everything disappeared, the cross star domain was destroyed, and the Fusang ancient tree and Jinwu all disappeared, and the flames were extinguished.
"So that's it. It's the true scriptures of the sun and the power of outsiders!" Wang Teng said to himself. He seemed to have figured out the reality and said in a low voice, "The Eucharist. I want you to understand that the gap is the gap. It is impossible for people to reach the sky in one step!"
Ye Fan is calculating whether he can sweep all the people of the Wang family in. He wants to complete the battle, destroy all the enemies of this clan, and observe the terrain and position.
The Northern Emperor left the ancient chariot, sat aside in the void, stroked his hands, and shouted, "Everything should be over, eternal exile, the secret of chaos!"
The void is distorted, and all directions are destroyed. I don't know how many void abyss appear in heaven and earth, extending to different planes. This is a hole of time and space.
"The ancient emperor's... the secret art of chaos!"
Someone exclaimed, and it can be sure that Wang Teng has mastered a very terrible secret skill that can banish people to the unknown time and space.
To be precise, it is to forcibly enter the inexplicable dimension, chaos, eternal lock, and disappear from this world.
Ye Fan fought, sacrificed out the copper coffin, urged the small black gourd, and disintegrate with the hesky holy flame. However, this kind of secret art is too strange. Once launched, countless void abyss are stacked, burning one piece and another, infinite.
"Wow!"
With a muffled sound, the void abyss swallowed Ye Fan, and then another abyss came to tolerate and overlapped with each other. Ye Fan was beaten into the endless void turbulence.
"The secret of chaos, eternal exile!" The Northern Emperor shouted loudly, opened his eyes, stood up, and landed on the golden ancient chariot.
In front of him, the endless layers of voids disappeared, and they were permanently closed. Ye Fan was thrown into the small dimension of the air that no one knew, and then disappeared.
"What?"
"This is terrible!"
All the heroes are hairy, from head to toe. The secret skill of the ancient emperor is terrible and almost evil. No matter how powerful the enemy is, it can be exiled.
Once you enter such an endless dimensional air, it is almost difficult to turn back until the life is exhausted, and it is impossible to find a way back.
This is an invincible secret art, created by the ancient emperor. It is a weak and strong extreme emperor's art. Once you are beaten, you will be exiled forever.
"No, little leaves!" Ji Ziyue screamed, and tears slid down and dripped on the purple clothes.
"Leaf!" Pang Bo also shouted.
"Little leaf, how can it be like this!" Li Heishui and Wu Zhongtian also shouted, looking at the void from afar, glared at Wang Teng, and were heartbroken.
"Haha..." Wang Chengkun laughed loudly, extremely happy, the power of the Northern Emperor was unstoppable, and he was extremely happy.
Everyone else is discolored. What master can't deal with the Northern Emperor based on the style left by the ancient emperor? Even living fossils can be banished!
This kind of unparadest secret skill is almost insoluble. It is a kind of secret skill developed by the ancient emperor with his whole life's efforts. It is invincible and famous for its weak attack!
"The Northern Emperor's name is worth it. There is such a power. Who can stop it in the world today?"
"It's really the posture of heaven. At this age, it has already looked at the world, making the elders helpless. It is worthy of being known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"
"A generation of heavenly pride, as expected, stepped over the bones of the Holy Body and stepped on the blood-stained road to move forward, and the future will prove it!"
Many people came forward, and those who had a good relationship with the Wang family kept complimenting and praising.
In fact, everyone else acquiesced. Such a northern emperor was indeed difficult to resist, and even a big bandit in the distance frowned and was afraid.
In the endless and chaotic sky, there is eternal darkness and coldness, as if there is no end. Ye Fan is constantly drifting and can't feel the passage of time, as if millions of years have passed, and it is like an eternal moment. He is thinking hard about the way back.
Silence, coldness, darkness, no hope, he sat alone on the bronze ancient coffin, drifting in one direction forever.
He seemed to be lost in an ancient universe and could not find the circuit. Sitting on the copper coffin, he thought hard and asked his heart to locate the circuit.
"The road I have walked, the way I have experienced, the law I feel..." He said to himself in his heart, kept deducing, and gradually calmed down.
In the end, he asked and asked the heart. The trajectory of the Tao was wrapped around his body, and the origin of the heart was brilliant. At the same time, he sang together and played the debut sound in the eternal darkness.
He was crystal clear all over, and a bright lamp rose in his heart, looming, guiding to one side. Ye Fan broke through the small dimensional space and began a long journey.
There is no end, breaking through one nihil and another, and there is always no way back.
However, he did not give up. He sat on the small copper coffin and recited an ancient scripture in just a few hundred words, but it was as profound as a heavenly book.
It is the scripture that originated from the ancient bronze coffin. He has been studying it over the years and has never understood it. It doesn't seem to be a practice method. He can't understand it at all, but he can calm down.
Word after word flew out, branding its heart, like a trickle, very soft, moistening its gods and replenishing its physical essence.
Bright heart, clear self, clear Tao, the light in his heart is brighter, and he falls into a wonderful situation of unity of Taoism and me, guiding him forward. This is the unity of me, which is not possible on weekdays.
But at this time, he did it. I have to say that Ye Fan is very talented in his practice. After ten years of grinding, he has the current strength, which can explain everything.
The lamp in my heart is bright, and I am the way to guide the way back, break through the fog, walk through the endless void, and set foot on the way back.
"It has already been said that what does the Eucharist count? How can it be compared with our Teng'er?" The smile of the Wang family.
Wang Chengkun was proud to have a son. He was proud of himself. When he stood in front of the golden ancient car and looked at Ye Fan's old friend, he was full of contempt.
"He can't do the Eucharist. It's far from my son!"
"Boom"
As soon as his voice fell, the void was broken, and a copper coffin rushed out, hitting him on the back, and half of his body turned into mud on the spot.
"Little leaves!" Ji Ziyue, who was in tears, screamed and opened her beautiful eyes.
"Leaf!" Everyone else exclaimed.
"Boom"
At this moment, the black gourd in Ye Fan's heart beat, and the divine fire came out, drowning the golden ancient chariot.
"Ah..." Wang Teng's uncle, Wang Chengyun, was the first to bear the brunt and became a human-shaped torch on the spot.
The Northern Emperor also screamed, half of his body was ignited, roaring sadly.
This scene has calmed everyone! RO