Chapter 1619 Those Who Have Blessed

Is it him? Is it really him? This is the voice in everyone's heart at this moment, asking himself, shaking and roaring in his chest like thunder!

I once thought that most of them were Ye Fan's people, but in fact, I have always had doubts in my heart. After all, three hundred years ago, Ye Fan fought with the supreme blood of ancient times. How could it still appear?

At this moment, they were convinced that this person must be Ye Fan. It was really that he came back. With this unshakable will and invincible means, as well as the familiar style, who else can he have besides him?

With just one palm, he killed a famous great saint in the divine court and destroyed a great holy weapon. It was so horrible that it made people feel a shiver.

The blood fog dispersed, and there stood a figure, like a body cast of divine iron, giving people a sense of oppression, like a mountain.

He could not feel the fragments of the Dharma on his body, and there was no left at all. Everyone was stunned, and then they were convinced that he must have paid a heavy price before he struggled to reproduce the world.

This level of people will be suppressed by the Feixian battlefield, but it is difficult to cut off the Taoism of some special people. People can't feel any fragments of Taoism in Ye Fan.

Finally, he paid an unimaginable price in the war 300 years ago. After being confirmed, it made the originally creepy people breathe a sigh of breath.

In their opinion, this is barely "reasonable".

Of course, more people still find it difficult to accept and think that he should not survive at all.

Identified my identity, and many people showed a strange look in their eyes, but no one took the initiative to start first. Just now, Ye Fan's performance was too strong, which shocked many people.

"A bunch of rubbish!" A young man with his upper body and bronze body as strong as a magic body opened his mouth, and his words were quite rude, obviously aimed at everyone.

Many people are furious. They are the masters of a region, and they used to be top-eyed people. Who dares to be disrespectful?

However, when someone recognized the young man, he changed his color. He was one of the most powerful people in 300 years, Tuoba Mo, a veritable demon king. Few people dare to get angry head-on.

Many people are not annified, but they did not break out immediately. They come from the heavens and the world, and almost all of them are the strongest in their respective star domains, but here they are all people of the same level, and the glory of the past is nothing. Otherwise, there will not be many strong people following others. Give up the imperial road.

Tuoba Mo stood there with his arms in his arms, as dangerous as a fierce beast, making the people nearby involuntarily retreat and stay away from him.

Although he has not yet made it clear that he wants to target Ye Fan, his eyes are full of aggression. Looking at Ye Fan, there is a kind of wildness. There is a kind of cold.

On the other side, Yin Tiande's disciple Yi Ming came with an ancient sword on his back. The sword seemed to have life, together with him. Every step he fell, the earth trembled, accompanied by the sound of the sword.

Although he came for Ye Fan, he also had the intention to kill Tuoba Mo.

Ye Fan swept the crowd one by one and felt the familiar air. There were people close to the overlord, disciples who shook the light, and the Holy Spirit... It was not the inheritance of the enemy. It is the camp that is destined to be hostile to him.

"Are you going to encircle me?" Ye Fan's eyes were dim, and there was no amazing brilliance, but that kind of calmness made people a little palpitate.

"We are here to fight for the sake of Elder Ye's reputation. The heroes 300 years ago did not allow you to impersonate." Someone shouted.

The black treasure bottle on the head of the sky shook, and the Taoist symbol spread invisibly, secretly blessing the people who drank in the distance. His words were like thunder, shaking the sky.

"Where were you three hundred years ago? Did you go to the starry sky to help him fight?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"We admit that you are very strong, but please don't blasphre your predecessors. Please be self-respecting." Another person scolded him severely.

This kind of person is indispensable at any time. Ye Fan looked at them, with a very cold smile at the corners of his mouth, and then sighed.

"Boom!"

The earthquake shook, and some people from the camp arrived. There were more strong people, such as copper walls and iron walls.

The living person is not as important as the false name buried 300 years ago. He is a real person here and is not recognized. Instead, he has become the culprit who ruined his former reputation.

This is really an irony. Ye Fan didn't say anything. He just looked at these people. There was no powerful fluctuation, and there was no holy body blood in the sky, but it was also frightening.

"After Elder Ye died, even the heroic soul can't get peace. You've passed, my friend." Under the black treasure bottle, Mo Wentian's voice was not high, but it clearly penetrated the whole audience.

There are so many people, but only he has a treasure bottle knotted by the road, which is a combination of Taoism and branding. It is really amazing to have such performance on the suppressed Feixian battlefield.

Ye Fan looked at these people for a long time and finally smiled, but he was a little cold. After all, these people were afraid and didn't want him to return. Now he opened his eyes and told lies, just wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him.

Is it really possible to kill it? Ye Fan stepped forward, as if he had entered a no-man's land in the field, looking at everyone, like the king of beasts patrolling the forest and facing the wolves.

"Do you think this is interesting?"

Ye Fan stopped, and his eyes became very cold. There was a suffocating charm, and many people trembled in their hearts. The shadow of a man's famous tree, even after so many years and knowing that there is something wrong with his body, it is still a little hairy.

"Do you think it's extraordinary to do this? You are bullying your predecessors. This is to be the enemy of the world." There are other people drinking in the distance.

At this moment, many weapons flashed a cold luster, and many people decided to do it. They wanted to surround Ye Fan here and join hands to slaughter him!

"I'm Ye Fan. Do you think you can succeed by doing this?" The calm words contained a kind of majesty. Ye Fan stood there and looked down at the heroes.

He looked so flat and his words were not loud, but it was a thunderbolt. He took the initiative to open the matter, without anger or sadness. It was such a look, which was beyond people's expectations.

"Nonsense, Elder Ye died in the war three hundred years ago, and there are no bones left. It is known to the world. Who will believe you pretend to be him like this!" Someone shouted loudly and scolded loudly.

Ye Fan really doesn't know whether to laugh or feel cold. The expression on his face is very complicated, which makes people a little scared.

"Three hundred years ago, one hero after another was in the bloody cosmic battlefield. Void Emperor, Ji Zi, Gai Jiuyou, Jiang Taixu... It's really not worth fighting with the supreme blood in the forbidden area for people like you!" Ye Fan's voice was so cold for the first time.

"Three hundred years later, there is no one in the world, and he has died. I can't live!" Someone shouted directly, but he was a little anxious.

"Who is blaspheming Elder Ye Fan of the Holy Body?"

There was a roar in the distance, and one figure after another jumped over, like bright stars one after another, all with a powerful air machine.

Some of them have not been cut off. At this time, they manifested and Rui Cai passed by. The breath is magnificent.

A group of people were looking for Ye Fan with the heart of pilgrimage, but now they finally saw his trace and came quickly, and they were all extremely excited.

"It's Elder Ye, it's really him!" Someone shouted.

They had never seen Ye Fan's real body, but they had seen his stone statue and that kind of Shen Yun, which was exactly the same as the people in the middle of the battlefield.

"What are you shouting about?" Tuoba Mo, a demon-like strong man, shouted coldly. Look at the people rushing over.

Everyone was shocked and didn't expect that the demon was here and slowed down. It's like facing a big enemy.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Tuoba Mo spit out these four words again, still against all the enemies and us, and then walked to the field step by step, and finally wanted to attack Ye Fan.

"A hundred years ago, before his magic skills were completed, he was chased and killed by Huoling Cangyan, but he miraculously survived." Someone whispered.

In the past, when Ye Fan was tested on the ancient road of the human race, he was also hostile to the fire spirit and wanted to kill him. It survived without damage.

has provoked that existence, and it is naturally easy to think of them together.

"Boom"

Like thunder, the blood in Tuobamo's skull rushed to the sky, as vigorous as a vast ocean, falling in one step, and the earth collapsed. The peaks in the distance are shaking and are about to collapse.

No one expected that he was so powerful and beyond expectations. His physical strength was simply unbelievable!

"Is the legend true? Fifty years ago, he killed several Holy Spirits alone, not a rumor?" Many people were shocked.

On Tuobamo's bronze body, each tendon is like a dragon, with powerful blood surging. He is like a demon king, his eyes are cold. In the second step, the mountain not far away finally collapsed.

Many people are shocked. This is the power of pure flesh. It's too powerful!

When Tuoba Mo took the third step, the mountains and rivers shook, the sun and the moon were faded, and his blood all over his body was rushing through the sky.

Everyone has changed their color. Is it that the Taoism has not been cut off, or does the body really have such earth-shaking power? Beyond common sense, it makes people suspect that he is the Eucharist.

"Thirty years ago, when he was not far from the great success of heaven, it was said that he had provoked Yin Tiande and was chased by an incarnation separated by the secret art of one gasification and three clear secrets, and finally survived. Is it true?"

At this moment, people thought of those rumors, and now it seems that they may all be true.

Dare to provoke the fire spirit, kill many Holy Spirits, and challenge an incarnation of Yin Tiande. These are all decades and hundreds of years ago. Together, they are shocking.

Tuobamo's momentum became stronger and stronger, like a god and demon. He jumped with flames all over his body, and his blood power climbed to the extreme, rushing to Ye Fan, making the sky tremble.

"Boom!"

He took action. Many people retreated quickly in this place. The boxing style was magnificent, and the power of pure ** blew up and smashed all the stone mountains in front of him.

"I know, he comes from the eternal star domain and is a Brahma war body!" This sentence immediately caused an uproar.

In the universe, Brahma war body, primitive demon body, Taishang fairy body, etc. are the most horrible bloodlines, but they have not appeared for many tens of thousands of years, and Tuobamo is actually this kind of physique. No wonder they dare to fight with the Holy Body.

The sky exploded, the mountain peaks collapsed, and the earth was broken, but Ye Fan did not move in the face of these, and quietly waited for the Brahma war body Tuoba Mo to come!

"Have you forgotten the eternal star domain? I was born in response to disaster, the strongest body of war!" Tuoba Mo said coldly.

Ye Fan didn't say anything. He split out with one palm, and there was an incomparable light between heaven and earth, because he collided with the fist of the war body.

The loud voice, roaring like a tsunami, burst the sky, and blood splashed on the spot. Tuoba Mo's hands were full of blood and flew out.

There was an unbelievable look on his face. His palm had been broken, and he could not stop Ye Fan's casual blow, which shocked him too much.

In fact, he was proud enough. If he were other great saints, he would be directly beaten into a corpse by Ye Fan. He just hurt his palm.

"Zhang!"

The divine sword cracked the sky, and someone took action again. With one sword, he cut through the mountains and rivers and went straight to Ye Fan's head.

"Buzz!"

The treasure bottle of the road trembled, and some people also took action when shaking the light.

"Three hundred years later, there has been no Eucharist in the world, and you Taoist brothers work together to kill him!" Someone shouted.

At this moment, many people responded, either the followers of the hegemonic body, or the people of the light. In addition, the people of the divine court were opposed to Ye Fan, and the spirit of killing permeated the four fields and sealed the place.

"Do you dare to be disrespectful to Elder Ye?"

"Elder Ye, let's help you!"

On the periphery, the strong people who came with the heart of pilgrimage shouted, and they just arrived. There were not many people coming, but they could not be ignored.

"No, you are all watching." Ye Fan said calmly.

After three hundred years, he did not expect to kill again, and this is no longer the era of darkness and turmoil. He is going to kill the Void Emperor, Gai Jiuyou and other people who have been protected. ( 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