Chapter 1247 Swallowing Wolves

One punch!

It was just a punch. Ye Fan blew up the rude man, and the blood fog dispersed. The man was torn apart and collapsed in the mountains.

He couldn't wait to rush in first. As soon as he provoked, he was beaten into pieces by Ye Fan's golden fist, and he couldn't believe it until he died.

That kind of panic accompanied the end of his life. At the last moment, he was so regretful. Unfortunately, time could not come back, and his life mark was completely dim and disappeared.

The blood stained the weeds red, and the bones fell between the dead branches and leaves. The bloody scene was shocking. Ye Fan ignored it and turned around and stared at the mountains in the distance.

As soon as he came in, he sensed a dangerous air machine, as if there was a powerful creature peeping in the dark. At a glance, he only saw a pair of blue eyes going away.

Therefore, he just stood on the bluestone, with his back to the entrance, motionless. He was looking at a horrible creature from a distance.

The horses' hoof shook the sky, and the dragon and horse's whole body was red flames. It turned into a divine electricity and rushed back, showing a solemn color and said, "There is really a monster, with a flash of blue light, thousands of miles in an instant, and I didn't chase it."

Ye Fan thought about it, and then walked to the depths of the Holy Island. It was impossible to have a smooth sailing into such a mysterious ancient island. It is not surprising that anything strange happened.

This is an island full of wilderness, bigger than a continent, floating in the cold universe, immortal.

The ancient star of life does not necessarily have such a vast area. Even if it is divided into 50 areas, each area is large enough.

The towering ancient mountain, like a demon standing between heaven and earth, is full of towering trees rooted in the soil layer in front of it, which is full of vitality.

Many ancient vines are entangled in each plant with a thick water tank, and I don't know how many years it has grown, like dragons coiling around, lying on a huge mountain and drooping under a cliff.

The wild ape roared, clearly as red as blood, with hair several feet long and dozens of feet tall. It jumped from the front of a huge mountain to another magnificent ancient mountain.

This is a wild world, retaining the most primitive style. There are many ancient medicines, and thousands of years of medicine age have survived for tens of thousands of years.

The apes are roaring in the mountains, which is a completely prehistoric scene.

Ye Fan went away, and there was a riot behind him. The people behind him came in and immediately found blood mist and broken bones, and all of them changed color.

This is a strange ancient road. No one can see the scene at this end before coming in. No one saw Ye Fan smashing this person with a punch.

"It's really cruel. I didn't hesitate at all. I killed it very simply."

"He killed a Taoist friend in such a short time. His combat effectiveness should not be underestimated. You must be careful!"

The middle-aged Taoist nun came in and warned everyone with a gloomy face that in order to avoid being attacked by Ye Fan, they must get together.

Hongliu nodded and said, "Yes, this person is sinister and vicious. He will definitely stop us from waiting. Pay attention to prevention. But with so many people walking together, he has the ability to communicate with heaven and has to die!"

In fact, Ye Fan ignored everything behind him at all and had no intention of ambush. He went straight into the depths of the trial field, with an empty heart and a sense of the road here.

Outside the Holy Island, in the dark universe, a group of monks were moved. More than 20 strong people went in, and no one believed that Ye Fan could get through this pass safely.

In the distance, the old twelve of the thirteen riders in the wilderness wanted to urge the mount to follow up, but he was stopped by the No. 2 figure sitting on Canglong.

"So many people have gone in, and we used to join in the fun. We can wait for the bloody result. No matter which side wins, it's good."

The leader sitting on the holy beast wolf, ** with the upper body, the wheat-colored body is as strong as copper casting, and he nodded indifferently.

With a strong murderous spirit, the group rushed straight into the forty-second area. No one was willing to provoke them. They were too powerful and the fighting spirit was like a tsunami slapping the shore.

"Lord Junwei, which area are we going to?" Someone asked in front of the Holy Island.

Junwei Mountain Master is a powerful seed strong man, but he did not choose first. Until everyone went deep, there were only four people left around him to follow.

"Wait a minute." He has a pair of purple pupils, wearing a unicorn robe and a purple gold crown on his head. He is very heroic. He has the thirty-sixth district of the ancient sage's meteorology. He has a long sky, a wolf eagle across the sky, and his wings are hundreds of feet long. It has a wolf' Then, he quickly swooped into a valley, grabbed a mammoth of more than ten meters, tore it under the sky, the rain of blood spilled, and swallowed it in a few bites.

Bloody, this is a historical prospect of the law of the jungle. Jia Yefan did not ride a dragon horse, but measured the land on foot, moved forward on the holy island, and captured wisps of traces that have existed since ancient times.

A fire-wrying sycamore tree stands in front of it, rooted in the volcanic group, and the blue flames beat, which is very different from what we usually see.

"This is the ancient sycamore tree that lives in the descendants of the phoenix bird. I didn't expect that there would be such a large area here. Wouldn't there be a holy bird?" Looking at the dragon horse.

Volcanoes one after another, one after another, fireworks are soaring, but those blue giant trees are growing vigorously, not dry, with brilliant leaves, and visionary.

Boom!

The breath of terror hit his face, and the holy power was vast. It rushed from the ancient forest of the sycamore tree, and there was a blue fire all over the sky. A blue giant bird stood on an old sycamore tree thousands of feet high, and the blue eyes were frightening.

"So it is it!" The dragon horse shouted.

When they entered the Holy Island, they found that they were peeped at. It was this Qingluan, which belonged to the descendant of the Phoenix Bird and was a powerful ancient saint.

Another phoenix sounded, trembling the ancient land and destroying the sky. On a tall ancient tree not far away, the other Qingluan stared hostilely.

On the ancient branches, there is an ancient nest of green fire beating, and the air of life comes from the inside. The four aura-headed little Qingluan is secretly looking out, blinking, looking smart and cute.

Two ancient holy-level Qingluan gave birth to four small creatures, guarding here, very nervous, and felt the terrible blood like the sea in Ye Fan's body.

"I mean no harm, and I don't want to disturb you." Ye Fan opened his mouth and passed by with a dragon and horse, without breaking the tranquility of this place.

In the end, he chose a huge mountain. There was only one blue stone on the top of the mountain. This was originally a stone man, but he was pierced by a sword and did not let it grow up and be born.

"This sword, ... at least stabbed by the Great Sage!" Ye Fan sighed.

The sword mark is very old, and it has existed for at least millions of years, but there is still a cold and murderous intention, and it never disperses.

In the end, Ye Fan sat on the top of the mountain and realized that an immutable way between heaven and earth began the task of this trial.

The dragon horse also stood aside, looking at the vast land, arousing the law of the heavenly order and practicing.

"You are really calm and lifeless. You still sit here. Do you want to complete the trial? You are delusional!" A sound of indifference came, and twenty-two people appeared on the giant mountain opposite. The high mountain towered into the sky, very magnificent, with a white waterfall hanging down on it, and the weather was extraordinary.

Ye Fan opened his eyes, as if two flashes of lightning had swept by. He ignored them and closed his eyes again. The ancient medicine between the cliffs was fragrant, making him physically and mentally ethereal.

"Did you see that he is so arrogant and conceited? Does he really think he is an immortal master? It's ridiculous!"

"Well, I don't like him very much. Have you decided how to kill him?"

Twenty-two people surrounded this place and flew to different peaks. Each of them was full of murderous spirit, their eyes were cold, and they would take action at any time.

"I have no hatred for you, but it's hard to force me to forgive you..." Ye Fan stood up.

The middle-aged Taoist aunt's eyes were gloomy and she said, "You slaughtered my mount and said that there was no hatred?" I can't be good today. You cut off your own mount first, and I may give you a decent way to die.

"Give him a decent way to die? That definitely won't work!" The woman in red shook her head and sneered. Her waist was as thin as a willow, weak and boneless. Her name was Hongliu. Like her name, she sneered and said, "So many people come together. Isn't it too cheap to kill him directly?"

"I'm just saying that. How can I kill with one sword?" The middle-aged Taoist nun smiled cruelly.

A group of people pushed forward, all kinds of streamers loomed, and some powerful sacred artifacts were reviving. They came from different ancient star domains, and their respective starry sky were famous. Naturally, there were secret soldiers to deter the world.

The sky magic umbrella covering the sky, the god of war whip for several miles, turning the sky like a mountain, tearing the bloody giant sword in the sky... all brilliant and murderous.

I have to say that this is a group of horrible monks who can erase several saints. Together, it is hard to resist!

"Give you a chance to kneel down and admit that you are killing a saint, ask us for forgiveness, and then kill yourself. You can let you go alive. Never dream of stepping on the ancient road of the trial of the strongest." Lan Feng said flatly, dancing in blue, extraordinary and refined, showing a little fairy spirit.

The middle-aged Taoist nun smiled and kept nodding, which was very cruel.

"Have you finished your last words?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

Everyone looked stagnant. With such humiliation, the other party was like water, which made their hearts cold and failed to disturb the other party's mood. On the contrary, it made them a little restless.

"Dragon Ancestors have endured you for a long time. Come and teach them one by one!" The dragon horse roared.

Ye Fan stood on the top of the mountain, undisguised, released his strong fighting spirit, and suddenly swept across the vast land.

His black hair is like a waterfall, and his eyes are like cold electricity. Although a person stands there, there is a weather that swallows thousands of miles. He is supreme and looks at the world.

"Kill!"

These people realized that it was not good and took action together. The magic umbrella covered the sky and the sun, turned the sky and smashed the earth, and all kinds of sacred weapons flew, which was horrible!

And the most terrible thing is that several forbidden weapons have exploded, which can absolutely destroy several ancient saints. This is a vicious killer.

Almost in an instant, thousands of miles were razed to the ground, and the earth sank thousands of feet. There was no grass in this area, and all the mountains disappeared.

This is a holy forbidden weapon, which is specially refined for killing the ancient saint. It was taken by these people to the ancient road of the starry sky, which is specially used to deal with the peerless strong. Now it is sacrificed at the first time, which shows their determination to kill Ye Fan.

For others, even the ancient saint who has been Taoist for many years will definitely die at this moment, because it can't be avoided. Who can be faster than the glory of the holy weapon?

Ye Fan is an anecdoer, faster than the fragments of the sacred artifact, and even the holy light can't kill him. He practiced the line formula to the realm of ecifying. For a short moment, time seemed to be frozen.

He wrapped in a dragon horse, and a flash disappeared thousands of miles away. He stood quietly on a mountain peak and looked at all this indifferently.

These people are very cruel. A total of holy forbidden weapons are blown up. There is no problem to kill any ancient prince. If the people who can compete for power on the imperial road are beaten, they can only drink hatred.

If it hadn't been for the peerless array of the Holy Island, it would definitely have spread more widely, completely penetrating the island and tearing it apart.

"He... didn't die, there!" Everyone turned around and saw Ye Fan. Suddenly, their hearts sank and there was a sense of fear.

Long Ma shouted angrily: "You bastards, you are all going to die. Do you really think I'm a vegetarian? Ten years of bloody battle, ten years of expedition. If I hadn't wanted to get enough benefits on the road of the strongest trial, I would have been sanctified long ago!" It turned into a red light and rushed over.

"If you can take this road, who is vulgar? You are not the only one who is an alien!" The middle-aged Taoist priest said in a cold voice.

"All of you, kill them!" The man in blue shouted coldly.

Boom!

Ye Fan came first, faster than the dragon horse, turned into a golden god, carried a lot of blood, and came over.

He took action simply and directly, with a golden fist, three thousand miles of divine power, hurricanes swept the ground, and the mountains thousands of miles away were blown away.

"Puff"

The person in the front cracked all over, and then collapsed. Together with his magic weapon, he exploded into a blood fog and was penetrated by the golden fist.

Boom!

When Ye Fan raised his hand and raised his feet, the sound of a landslide and tsunami came. The golden blood was so high. He was like a god of war, unparalleled in the world, and waved six punches one after another. This is the true meaning of the six reincarnations, and in an instant, another six people burst

The blood fog is permeated, and even two terrible sacred artifacts have been broken. The holy light is boiling, and the horror is boundless!

"Is this... still a human? He... destroyed the sacred weapon with his bare hands!" Some people are frightened, and their souls are trembling.

"Retain a few for me!" The dragon horse shouted.

"Go and kill all their mounts. Don't let one go!" Ye Fan said.

Buzz!

The sky-turning seal of the red willow has fallen down. This is a famous magic weapon. Although it is not the seal of the former quasi-imperial figure, it can also smash the sun and the moon.

However, Ye Fan's fighting spirit was soaring, and his golden light was brilliant all over his body, covering the moon and the galaxy. If the god came to the world, he slapped Gao Tian and flew the sky seal, and cracks appeared on it!

"Who the hell did we... mess with!?" Hongliu was so scared that he regretted his decision for the first time. This man was so horrible.

"Puff"

Ye Fan stroked his palm, and the lower half of the body of the red willow suddenly became a blood fog and was completely smashed. She screamed sadly, and the upper half of her body flew backwards, splitting, and her face was full of panic.

However, the golden spirit of war was so fierce that the aftermath turned it under its neck and turned into blood mud, and only one head flew out obliquely.

"Help me!" She was so scared that she was dead.

The middle-aged Taoist nun was covered with cold hair and took the man's head in her hand. Her face turned pale, and she was simply a killer god, provoking a demon king who should not be provoked.

Ye Fan killed all directions, and the golden war spirit was surging. He swallowed thousands of miles, opened his mouth with a clear roar, and the sound of the word shook out. Several strong men in front of him collapsed one after another, the blood mist drifted away, and the peaks thousands of miles away became dust!