Chapter 782 Fight against Zitiandu

Ye Fan walked with a sword and strode. He flicked the sword body with his fingers and chirped. The sword spirit was full of illusions, cold and piercing. The light of the sword rushed up to the sky, illuminating the whole garden. ( Mobile phone access)

There are more than a dozen ancient creatures at the entrance of the garden, one by one with elk antlers, covered with silver scales, strange and ferocious, blocking his way.

None of them is weak. They are all fierce characters who crawled out of the ancient dead, otherwise how can they follow the young master of the Valley as a guard?

There is not a superfluous word. There are ancient creatures who open their eyes and shoot their own Taoist sources. When they come up, it is a fatal blow! Some of them opened their mouths and spit out the beads, and when they came up, they exploded. They destroyed the secret treasure and looked cold.

This is a group of ancient creatures that have grown up in the pile of bones. They all have an indomitable momentum and come forward with the determination to be silent with the enemy.

"Puff"

Ye Fan waved his sword, broke the time and space, cut open the source of the divine eye, picked it forward, the hole of the eye exploded, and the blood rushed out far away, ending his life on the spot.

Then he took the opportunity to stab, and the exploded bead became flying ash. All the divine power was extinguished, and the sword body was sent forward, nailed into the heart of his eyebrows. The blood sipled and the body fell down.

More than a dozen paleontological creatures are as cold as ice cellars, and they are not afraid to fight forward. They are not afraid of death, or stretch out their giant claws, or spit out soldiers to fight against the enemy together.

Ye Fan flicked his sword, and the cold light hit his face, like a Heavenly River. He drowned this place. He killed ten times in one step and took action ruthlessly.

"Puff"

An ancient creature was cut off by the shoulder, and half of his body flew up with a large amount of blood.

"Ka...

pierced by a sword, the chest of an ancient creature was first sunken, and then the bones exploded all over his body, and the white bone stubble and flesh flew out.

"Bun"

The iron sword swept, and the light was blazing. It cut off all seven or eight ancient creatures. The blood was like a splash, dyed the grass and trees red, and the blood fog was soaring.

"Bang"

Ye Fan raised his backhand, picked up the spirit of an ancient creature behind him, and a blood-stained white brain rushed up, and the dead body fell straight down.

"Ah..."

An ancient creature comparable to the master, who is not young, is the strongest blow, but he still can't stop Ye Fan's peerless edge.

One sword to death!

The iron sword cut off his ancient soldiers, destroyed his foundation, chopped off his head, flew into the garden with a long string of blood flowers, and rolled to the front of the people in front of him.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, Xie Siyuan and others will all change color, and several pearls in Nanling also froze with smiles. This man was like a demon god. He killed him alone with a sword alone, and no one delayed him for half a step.

Among them, there are many powerful ancient creatures in the second floor of Sendai, who have been baptized with blood, but they are still killed like native chickens, dripping with blood.

There is no need to introduce it now. Everyone knows that the holy body of the human race is coming. Nanling Junyan and Mingzhu in front of them, whether gods are demons or human beings, look stagnant.

Even if he is a person above the top in the field, he is still in awe of this killing god, which has been a legend about him recently.

Just now, there was a lot of discussion, and some people even despised and attacked Ye Fan, but when they really saw it, no one dared to be disrespectful, and their bodies were stiff.

Ye Fan was so angry that he led tens of thousands of iron riders to flatten the ancient family. Who doesn't know such earth-shaking events? Who doesn't know? The people present have families, and they are all in Nanling. Who is not guilty?

Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly daughters of Nanling, is still calm. Although there is light flowing in her eyes, she is always peaceful and not desolate.

Xie Siyuan and Chen Yuan are not so calm. They have just attacked the holy body of the human race. At this time, they are uncomfortable all over and feel guilty.

Several people in Nanling Mingzhu stabilized their mood, showed a smile, looked forward, and tried to maintain an elegant and charming posture.

Only the purple sky did not move, without a trace of expression. Sitting behind the white jade table on the fragrant grass, there was crystal purple light all over, and his eyes were cold, like a knife.

"Puff"

When the last few powerful ancient creatures rushed up, Ye Fan pushed the iron sword forward, like Mount Tai collapsed, and the most powerful people in front shouted, and the light of the iron sword was blazing, crossing the world and cutting them all off.

Ye Fan leaned on the sword and flicked his finger on the body of the sword. The sound of killing shocked his ears, and his clothes were not stained with blood. He strode into the garden, and no one dared to stop him.

The scene is silent. Today, everyone is talking about the Eucharist of the human race. Only when they really face it will they feel that kind of pressure.

Several handsome men in Nanling were silent, and there was no more high-will when they pointed out the country just now. The young man in front of them held a bloody iron sword, which made them feel great pressure.

Fan Tiejian is very heavy, very slender and strong, dressed in blue, with a peaceful face, but with a frightening momentum. It looks very beautiful, but like the overlord of the world, it is suffocating.

Ye Fan stood in the garden, which suddenly lowered the warm atmosphere to the freezing point, and everyone was under pressure.

"Wow"

Ye Fan shook his hand, threw the iron sword on the ground, inserted it into a rock, trembled, blood flowed, and was shocking.

"Didn't you come for me, Zitiandu? It's really hard for you, or I'm going to the eastern wilderness to kill you."

Calm and natural words made the temperature in the garden drop sharply. Ye Fan said it casually, but it showed strong self-confidence.

"You think you can kill me... Zitian stood up, inherited from the blood of the ancient royal family, making him tall and majestic, and at the same time extremely heroic, like a purple king.

"If you can't even kill you, how can there be an invincible day?" Ye Fan carried his hands on his back and faced a young master in the ancient royal family, he did not look like a great enemy at all.

In the rear, both Wu Fei of Nanling Tiannv and several other pearls have a strange look and have a divine flow.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua and Xie Siyuan all looked shocked and felt the pressure that was about to suffocate. They seem to have seen a picture. Hundreds of thousands of years later, the sacred body of the human race was completed, and they ruled the world. Their generation was suppressed, and all the people in the five domains were silent, and the whole world lost its voice.

"Hmm...

A cold hum came, and two old creatures suddenly appeared, covered with purple scales all over, which was creepy and extremely penetrating.

"It's not a big deal. Even the blood of the ancient emperor may not dare to say so. What do you think of the holy body of your people!"

"My family has been sleeping for too long and has been forgotten. No matter how powerful you are, you are just a physique in the human race, just a dog!"

The two old ancient creatures of this year are fighting forward together. This is to immediately exert their power and destroy all Ye Fan's confidence and faith.

Their bodies soared, as ferocious and terrible as two prehistoric dragons, and their bodies penetrated the void with their bodies.

"Get out of here!"

Ye Fan carried a hand on his back and only waved his right fist. Suddenly, the golden blood filled the garden and collapsed the world!

Six reincarnation fists, brave and boundless, moving forward, only this punch out, what magic weapon, what belief, what fighting spirit, all smashed.

The two ancient creatures are very powerful. If they come to fight normally, Ye Fan will have to spend a lot of money, but at this time, the effect is completely different.

"Puff"

These two old creatures were beaten into more than a dozen pieces, and the bones and fragments were scattered, turning into blood mist and scattering between heaven and earth.

Not to mention other people, even the purple sky has contracted pupils, and the hair is flying, and the whole body is full of purple light.

Everyone inhaled the cold air, which was the difficulty of the two ancient creatures, but they were nothing in front of the Eucharist. They didn't even block it with a punch and were crushed in a vacuum.

At this time, the golden spirit of war was pervasive, and the power of the holy body was surging, drowning the whole garden. Ye Fan looked ahead and walked step by step.

At this time, Li Tian appeared, standing at the exit of the garden, blocking everyone's way, with an evil smile on his face.

And Yan Yixi is another kind of temperament, with white clothes, drifting out of the dust, blocking the back garden and blocking the way.

"The Eucharist of the human race, I was about to find you and sent it to my door. There is nothing to say, kill!" Zitian finally took action.

Above his head, a purple ancient pagoda floated, thundering, thousands of thick purple gas fell down, protecting his friends.

"Look.

He was very conceited, cold-hearted, and had a head-on impact. He punched him directly and went forward.

The sound of the boxing is like a tsunami, shocking to the ears, one after another, like a wave rolling for nine days, roaring endlessly, making people's ears buzz.

This is a huge fist power, engraved with traces of Tao, densely intertwined, making waves like lightning and thunder. The purple gas is soaring, like a big river rushing, which shocked the whole small world.

In other gardens, many masters were horrified. Looking in this direction together, they were shocked.

Ye Fan's treasure is solemn, his heart is clear, his body is sealed, and the rest of him has the posture of the common master of the human race. He reigns over the world, looks down on all races, the road is boundless, and he is unique.

The seal of the king!

He cast this seal at this moment, and naturally used an extremely special meaning to fight against the descendants of the ancient royal family, and showed his determination with this ancient treasure seal that had been lost for many years.

Ye Fan's right hand turned into a treasure seal of heaven and earth, engraved with the immortal glory of the human race. It fell with one blow and trembled nine heavens and ten earths.

Never once has he understood this kind of treasure seal so thoroughly, and his spiritual sublimation, like the will of iron, has been poured into the seal of the king.

At this moment, the heaven and the earth are in good, the vast road roars, rumbles and moves, and an immortal brilliance flows out of Ye Fan's body, making him sacred and inviolable, solemn and magnificent.

Several Nanling Junyans present jumped with all their hearts, and they couldn't help but have the impulse to bow their heads and kneel down.

Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly girls, and several pearls of Nanling also looked strange and tried their best to resist this pressure.

"Number!"

As soon as the seal of the king of man comes out, there is an inexplicable Taoist light in this world, which spreads in all directions, but everyone in the human race is in peace, and the blood will boil.

This is the first collision between Ye Fan and Zi Tiandu!

The purple gas rolled through the nine heavens. The purple sky roared, and his hair stood upside down. An ancient king emerged behind him.

And behind Ye Fan, there is also a human race co-owner, all of which are like crushing the eternal heavens, which is terrifying.

"Rumble..."

In a violent collision, the seal of the king of man fell down, and the common owner of the human race behind Ye Fan, who was exactly the same as him, trampled the ancient king under his feet.

"Ah... Zitian shouted, and a more fierce punch came.

Ye Fan also shouted, his black hair was like a waterfall, all scattered, opened and closed, and suppressed forward. ( To be continued. RH