Chapter 783 Spiritual Arts

Bloody and shocking!

Ye Fan stepped on the purple sky and fell from the sky. He stamped his chest and broke into pieces. He stepped through the soles of his feet and stepped on the ground.

This scene has suppressed everyone. I don't know how many masters there are in this garden, let alone how many rising stars in Nanling. The pearls of the dynasty have lost their color.

The blood-stained demeanor and bloody pictures are more powerful than all words. The young master of the Divine Valley, a successor of the ancient royal family, was defeated by the human body.

Ye Fan didn't have a trace of cleverness, and even his weapons didn't show up. He was pure aesthetic violence, destroying and smashing everything with a pair of golden fists.

Invincible in the world! Everyone felt that he had such a belief in his heart.

Ye Fan's decisive words and deeds made people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles, but all those who blocked in front of him were smashed with one punch.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua and Xie Siyuan all looked pale, and their hearts were frightened in the distance, and they were very uneasy.

Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly girls, was fine, and several pearls were also restless. He wondered whether Fang and the young master of the Divine Valley had attacked the sacred body of the human race when he smiled skillfully.

Many people were shocked. They were all watching from afar, and no one dared to approach. The ground was scarlet, and Ye Fan stepped there like this. Zi Tian's body was torn apart. At this time, a big golden hand pressed down, which was to completely end his life.

Zitian shouted, which was extremely sad. His body completely collapsed and turned into glory, but everyone was shocked. This was what he took the initiative to do.

A blazing light emerged, and another purple sky stood in the void, got out of trouble from Ye Fan's feet, united with the yuan god, and rushed forward.

The whole world is roaring, and all kinds of road patterns appear immortality, eternity, and eternity, which seem to be shattered.

A god!

Everyone felt such a breath. The purple sky of light was more horrible to meet the halal god. It suddenly settled the void, and in a short moment, it seemed that everything was still.

"Do you really call my God Valley for nothing?" The purple sky is cold.

Ye Fan's body was unable to move and was bound to the void. The god-like light-like body in front of him shot out horrible beams of light.

"We major in gods, and the body is a post station!" Zitian shouted and bombarded Ye Fan's yuan god to destroy him in Sendai.

In the end, the Valley of God is to cultivate the yuan god and refine its own god. When it reaches the highest level, it will give up the body.

Zitian is far from reaching the highest level. If it hadn't been forced to this kind of Jedi, I wouldn't dare to use it at all, because it will be destroyed!

However, there is no danger that he succeeded today.

"Don"

Ye Fan's meat shell was struck by lightning, and there was a crack in the middle of his eyebrows. A wisp of blood overflowed, but his body did not fall, and he still stood.

"It's a pity if such a strong body is destroyed. Leave it to me as a post station and become the real body in the future." Zitian laughed at the cruelty.

His body emitted a more horrible light, shooting at Ye Fan's eyebrows. The sound of work was soft, and there was another crack, and blood flowed.

"Break through your Sendai, take your meat shell, and the human body will become my body in the future!" He shouted crazily and rushed forward.

In the distance, everyone was shocked and no one thought that Zitian had such terrible means. The body was not important. The gods that were really cultivated were the most terrible.

"You can die and give me this powerful body." Zitian shouted, looking ferocious, to turn into a blazing light and break through Ye Fan's Sendai.

"Bun"

Suddenly, a golden poked out, grabbed him and pinched it in the palm of his hand. Ye Fan said in a cold voice, "God, that's all!" "What, how can you break through and imprison eternity? No one can escape this kind of shackle on the second floor of Sendai." Zitian shouted, and it was not until this moment that he was frightened.

"It's true that I was a little surprised that God Valley has this kind of secret skill, but it's a little short of killing me." Ye Fan's golden war spirit outside his body continued to evaporate, and the blazing breath was overwhelming, and the infinite holy light flooded the place.

What bondage, what imprisonment, what eternity has been broken.

"Ah..." Zitian shouted and struggled fiercely, but it was useless at all. Ye Fan's big hands were closing, and his light body was slowly disappearing.

With your own efforts, from hell to heaven step by step, turning everything around, it will be full of a sense of achievement and endless spiritual pleasure, but if you climb up, you will be kicked down by someone, which is more sad than reincarnation in hell on the 18th floor.

"No!" Zitian was disillusioned. He thought that he would turn the war around at a critical moment and trample on the soles of his feet, but he never thought that it was still empty.

Everyone was really cold. They asked themselves. If it were them, I'm afraid that no one could escape this disaster. The secret art of the Valley of God was sudden and terrible.

A veritable Jedi counterattack! However, it was pressed back by Ye Fan's strong [town], and did not achieve the desired effect.

"I don't want to die, the ancestor king's true words, taboo magic, through the power of heaven, through the light of the way, burn me!" Zitian was unwilling to roar, looking ferocious.

On his body, Feng's ancient character bloomed with strange and horrible glory, and there was a engraving on his soul, emitting a terrible pressure of a saint.

"The breath of the ancient ancestor king!" Ye Fan shouted that it was not good. It was written by an ancient saint-level figure. Zitiandu was the inheritor of the Valley of Gods, and he was really sheltered and spoiled.

"Buzz"

His Sendai is dazzling, and a golden villain is exactly the same as him, flying out with a small tripod in his arms, peaceful with heaven and earth.

At this moment, time seems to be still, the void seems to be frozen, and I don't know how many times stronger than the eternal imprisonment of the purple sky.

Taiji Ye Fan's divine shape, returned in reverse, the yuan god and became an unpredictable point, rushed out of the original body Tianyu, and turned into a variable!

Like a wisp of light from the beginning, nothing can stop it. The Yuanshen held the little tripod down from the sky [town], and smashed the soul of Zitiandu with a bang.

All the six cuts are quiet. Only the Taiji reverses and moves a little bit, that is, Ye Fan's yuanshen and Xiaoding.

In the distance, the people watching the battle were still, as if they were frozen in this picture.

"Boom", it was not until the soul of Zitiandu exploded and Ye Fan's yuanshen returned with the tripod in his arms that all this seemed to be active.

Ye Fan was far away for a moment and left the scene. The purple sky was destroyed, and even a scream failed to become dust.

"Who, kill me, leave no room?!" A majestic voice was shouting, and there was an ancient character blooming in the void.

"It's me!" Ye Fan stood in the distant air and was not afraid.

"Buzz", the ancient character shines brightly and turns into a big purple claw, covering the sky. This is to turn into ashes and destroy everything.

The world is trembling!

Ye Fan took action decisively, and the golden spirit of war was boiling, drowning the world, rebellious against the sky, and confused everyone's vision.

He carved eighteen ancient characters in the void, nine of which were recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and the other nine were recorded in the true scriptures of the sun, opening up a small world cage, covering up all breaths and completely isolated from the outside world.

At this moment, Li Tianyan did not hesitate all night. She acted decisively and directly sacrificed the goddess furnace. The whole body was crystal clear furnace, bursting out of hot light and smashed it.

Boom like the sea!

All words are indescribable and deafening, like the sun, moon and stars sinking one by one.

However, outsiders can't feel that they are using the weapon of a great saint of the human race to kill the handwriting of an ancestor king.

Eighteen ancient characters cover its breath.

Ye Fan, Li Tian and Yan Yixi were strong and resolute. They were bold and directly wiped out the brand of an ancient ancestor king.

The purple sky is dead!

The news spread quickly, which made the land of Nanling noisy. Many people were dumbfounded and surprised.

The ancient races will be born. This huge pressure makes the Shen Dynasty feel breathless. Over the years, the human race has been facing a great enemy, and many people are uneasy.

Now, someone attacked the ancient royal family and killed the successor of the Valley of Gods. It was really a big change. For the first time, someone dared to do such a thing, which was an uproar.

After killing Zitiandu, Ye Fan did not leave. He enjoyed the scenery in a garden, which made some people very uneasy, especially Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie and Xie Siyuan, who had no bottom in their hearts.

Ye Fan glanced at them faintly and said, "As Nanling Junyan, when you have your own backbone, your ancestors are all the heroes of the history." As soon as these words came out, they immediately made several people's faces hot, arched their hands, and slowly retreated. The other party did not turn their faces and let them finally breathe a

Guzheng's chirping, first like a trickle, dripping clear spring, and then slowly began to be fierce, gradually high-pitous, golden and iron horse, sword singing, killing the sky.

At the end of the song, Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly girls in Nanling, sighed and said, "Do you also think I am flattering with the ancient royal family?" "Of course not. Wen Xian knows people. Miss Wu is extremely intelligent. How can she be that kind of person?" Li Tian smiled, with a familiar face, and enthusiastically came forward to introduce himself.

The four great women in Nanling are all beautiful in the world. They are all peerless beauties, and it is difficult to find anyone in the world. The disaster ranks first, and Wu Fei ranks third.

"Are you still here for a long time? Aren't you afraid of the enemy's door?" Wu Fei said.

"I'm sitting here quietly, waiting for them to come one by one!" Ye Fan stood in the pavilion, his words were sonorous, looking into the distance.

You don't have to think about it. The outside world must have been noisy for a long time, and I don't know how many people are talking about today's war.

Ye Fan seemed to have seen people from Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Qianggu and Killer God coming.

"Are you waiting for them to come?" Yan asked secretly.

"Naturally, we can't wait for them to fight as targets. When they are about to arrive, we will kill them one by one!" Ye Fan said in a low voice.

The wind gradually rises, and the crystal flowers wither one after another, fluttering and falling down one after another.

"The ancient ancestor king is about to be born, great pressure..." Ye Fan said to himself, how easy is it to shock those ancient kings?