Chapter 1618 The Resurrection

The Feixian battlefield is very uneasy. A large number of people are moving out. They belong to different camps, but at this time they all have the same goal, looking for Ye Fan.

The vegetation was abundant, and one strange beast after another was roaring. This was a hilly area. A group of people and horses passed by with a murderous spirit. The coldness made the leaves on the tree wither, like an autumn knife.

They were covered with metal armor and flashed with a cold light, like a group of heavenly soldiers in the lower world, each of which has a great holy-level combat power, which is not inferior to the ancient heavenly court in the past.

"What's the difference between a man who has let the overlord suffer losses? Three hundred years have passed, and many things have changed, no longer the past!"

A man said coldly, and the iron clothes on his body were sonorous. These people looked ruthless one by one, with a powerful atmosphere, and they were all masters.

They come from the same camp and follow the same person. One by one, they are silent, like the gods and demons who broke free from the shackles and killed from hell, which are very cold.

They are followers of the overlord. Some of them come from the hegemonic ancestors, while some of them meet Hun Zhan in the star domain and have followed him since then.

In the past, Ye Fan went through countless wars and swept through the ancient road of the human race, invincible all the way, but the battle with the overlord was undoubtedly extremely difficult. In that battle, his blood splashed into the starry sky and suffered heavy damage. There were not many times in his life that he fought so dangerously that the holy blood surged.

Although the overlord lost the battle, it was not a shame. He was just a lag. Besides, Ye Fan touched the divine prohibition that time, otherwise the overlord may still have a chance.

In fact, the overlord is definitely a world-class strong man in that generation, but many people only remember that he was defeated, but ignore the inside story of the war, which involves the forbidden field.

He is a peerless fierce man who is seriously underestimated. In the battle of the imperial road, he has strong potential and qualifications. If there are enough opportunities, it is not a problem to be respected in the world.

Another domain. There is a group of strong people on the open earth, where the black fog surges, like a group of unrivaled demons appearing in the world, and there are many people. There are more than 20 people now, and now there are more than any camp.

Where they walked, the birds and beasts ran, and all the creatures were frightened, because the smell of death was too strong. The leader was a death knight, wearing black armor. It's foggy.

"The hell is the destination of all spirits. How can the Eucharist be missing..."

A cold voice sounded, like the sigh of death, which sounded cold and full of the death of the dead, as if it came from the underworld.

They come from hell, only a few leaders have a sense of subject, while other death knights are powerful tools of war. It is summoned, and it does not have its own master consciousness.

Of course, the emperor's road contenders who came to the hell did not appear in person. These are just a few of his followers. He is now fighting and fighting in the dark war in the middle of the emperor, and he has not yet come here.

In front of the magnificent waterfall, a man with his upper body, his bronze body is particularly strong, with explosive power, and his eyes are full of wild brilliance.

"Three hundred years have passed, times have changed, and the holy body of the human race is old!"

With a bang, the Great Falls reversed. Unexpectedly, thousands of feet of huge waterfalls turned out to be like this with a shout, which was simply shocking.

Because this is not caused by mana, but by a terrible sound wave, and his ocean-like blood. Unexpectedly, the shaking mountains were shaking, and many peaks were cracked.

This is a representative figure of the later masters. He is one of the strongest people in the past 300 years. His name is Tuoba Mo. His words and deeds are like demons. There are no taboos, and he is extremely strong.

In the past, he had killed many great saints, washed the immortal holy land with blood, and acted cruelly.

At this time, his eyes were like an eagle falcon, and his thick black hair was scattered on the bronze body, making him look magical.

In front of a thatched hut, a young man in blue sat under an ancient tree, with an ancient sword on his knees. It looked very dusty and had a detached charm of the world.

"It is said that you had an accident. In this case, you don't have to tell my teacher. Holy Body Ye Fan, you have made my teacher regret for three hundred years. In those years, I couldn't find you all over the time, and I couldn't cut you down with one sword. Today, I will fight on behalf of the teacher to bring this enmity to an end.

He is the first disciple of Yin Tiande, named Yi Ming. He has profound achievements in arrays and is even more amazing in combat power. He is extremely powerful. He once swept several ancient roads alone.

Buzz!

The ancient sword on his knees sounded gently, and with the blessing of Taoism and mana, he still suddenly rushed up to the sky like a horse, through the clouds and cracked the sky, which was extremely horrible.

"Is it really him? It's a miracle that the supreme can survive!"

"Wrong, there is no one else in the world from now on. It's just a demon, that's all, just kill it!"

The battlefield of Feixian is vast, with magnificent mountains and rivers. The territory is really too large. The area Ye Fan passed by was restless and began a great turbulence.

"Three hundred years later, there is no more holy body Ye Fan in the world. He dares to appear in his name. Don't kill him!"

The wind roared, and the mountains and rivers were full of killing. The people and horses of the brigade were in action, killing the sun, making the battlefield almost shivering.

All the strongmen have come out and march in one direction. Many people are facing the enemy, as if they want to encircle and suppress a world-class demon lord!

Despite all kinds of rumors that there was a big problem with the man's body, otherwise it would not appear until today, the name in the past was so loud that some hostile people still did not dare to be careless and were all extremely cautious.

This is a group of people who are hostile to Ye Fan, or they have grudges in the past, or because of his existence blocking the way of some people, they must force him away.

However, on the surface, no one dares to publicly claim to kill Ye Fan, the Holy Body, and all of them raised the banner of fighting for the reputation and glory of Elder Ye.

No one dares to disobey the general trend. If he is really unscrupulous and dares to do that, he is doomed to be drowned by the drool of the world in the future, and he will stink for many years if he does not die.

This group of people are so cold-blooded. In this era, they dare to stand up and sharpen their knives. They are the same, but some people are also afraid in their hearts. They are playing drums and hope that the group will be destroyed.

Of course, there are many people who pursue Ye Fan's footsteps with the heart of pilgrimage. They are both excited and anxious.

The Feixian battlefield is vast, which is only a big fluctuation in the external area. It has not yet been introduced into the deepest part of the battlefield, only the area where Ye Fan has appeared is in turmoil.

In the next two days, Ye Fan felt a strange atmosphere, and he let the blood crow land on the ground. Turn around and go back along the original road.

"You go." Ye Fan opened his mouth to the blood crow and no longer walked with it.

"I won't leave. I didn't know it was you in the past. It was more offensive, but now..." The blood crow refused to leave.

Ye Fan shook his head and was doomed to be dangerous to follow him. Although he lost his mana, he still had a strong intuition and felt the abnormal movement of the past two days.

The Blood Raven Sage refused to leave and was willing to be his follower. His attitude was very resolute.

Ye Fan took a look at him and didn't say anything more. He stepped forward and went into the mountains and rivers. There are trees, silver waterfalls, and blood crows spreading their wings, but it is difficult to see him in the sky.

One day later. Ye Fan officially encountered a large number of people in an open space.

There were no words. There were more than 20 horses running opposite, and the whole earth was trembling, and there were big cracks. It was a team of death knights.

They were full of death, like crossing time and space from the underworld. The sound of their hooves rumbled like thunder, which officially opened the strange atmosphere of the day and turned a tacit understanding into killing.

The people in hell arrive first. They want to take away Ye Fan. Only a few people in the leading army have a sense of master, but other death warriors also have great holy bodies, all of whom died in ancient times.

The black fog is so heavy, with an ominous smell of undead. The whole open battlefield was drowned, and the wind and thunder turned into the anger of fate.

"You have died, and you can see eternity at the end of reincarnation. The hell is your destination!" The leading knight shouted.

Ye Fan stood there, as steady as a rock. Seeing that more than 20 people rode close to the front, the ten-foot-long black halberd was about to fall on his head, and then he began to move.

"Dang!"

With a soft sound, the halberd in the front of the knight's hand was directly smashed, and the black magic iron blocks shot everywhere, killing many people in the rear on the spot.

Ye Fan was expressionless and rushed past. His movements were incredible. He destroyed a big holy weapon with one punch and started killing here.

These are very strong. They were all amazing characters in their lifetime. They are all famous in a field. They used to have a great background. After death, they fell into hell, turned into yin soldiers and generals, and became tools of war, with copper muscles and iron bones, and had the body of King Kong.

Unfortunately, they met Ye Fan, and his physique was more horizontal, like a phantom, left and right, so fast that it was incredible, and his palm surpassed the strongest sacred weapon.

A moment later, Ye Fan punched through the head of the leader, and killed one after another with supreme divine power. There was no blood splashing, only the collapse of the body, all of which were beaten into broken bones and blood fog.

Ye Fan stood silently in place for a while and continued on the road. He was simply dressed and was sent by the young man Bai Ye, and now he is like a bitter monk.

"I have heard that you pretend to be Ye Fan, the hero of the human race. The fame and brilliance of your predecessors cannot be defiled. Today, you will be crucified on the bloody cross!"

It was another encounter. This time, there were many personalities, and many people from the camps gathered together, just blocking the ancient battlefield and surrounding it.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a gun, with a fierce voice. He sat on a green beast. The big gun was two feet long, making him look extremely powerful.

This is a peak saint, one of the disciples who have no actual master-apprentice relationship for the Lord of the Divine Court. Zeng Jingbei also left his name and came here.

He and a group of people are followers of the son of the emperor, but the people they guard do not appear here in the Great Emperor Pass.

At this time, the big gun in his hand pointed at Ye Fan's eyebrows and motioned to the people around him, showing a cold look and ready to attack.

In the past and the present, Ye Fan will not tolerate anyone pointing at his Sendai with the Great Holy Weapon. Even in the face of so many people, they are all great saints, and he still made a strong response.

He left a shadow in place, and then took action in the army. It was too fast and as fierce as thunder. He broke the big gun with one palm.

Everyone exclaimed that this was a group of great saints from many camps. Ye Fan's attack was fast and fierce, but it made everyone jump.

In the name of the Lord of the Divine Court, the disciples roared and resisted, but in vain. Ye Fan used a must-kill blow, clapped like a heavenly tablet, and directly split down.

The big gun had already collapsed, and this palm kept going. It slapped the man's fists, and then hit his head.

There was no suspense. The Great Sage's head was broken like a watermelon, and blood splashed everywhere. Moreover, Ye Fan did not stop and fell down. The blue-scale beast that bit him also turned into a puddle of meat mud on the spot.

At this moment, the whole valley was silent, just a slap. Ye Fan fell with one palm, chopped the big gun, smashed the head of the great saint, and killed the ancient alien blue-scale beast.

This place is suddenly quiet to the extreme, like a dead silence.

In the distance, some people have black treasure bottles floating on their heads, some people ** the upper body, and some people have hegemonic blood in their bodies... At this moment, all the eyes have turned into a blazing god. ( To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation.) RQ