Chapter 1625 High Apprentice

"My Buddha is merciful, and the master is above. Boy, don't run. Hurry up and guard the mountain gate with me. The flowers are full of power, and the Taoism he exerts is very special. He has lotus flowers in his mouth, flying out one after another, piece by piece, shining brightly, directly crushing the void in front of him.

Everyone was in a daze, and even more surprised that this bald head could use this kind of Taoism here and was never suppressed.

"In the sky and the earth, I am the only one who is the only one, and the evil obstacles are not bound by themselves. The poor monk is over you."

In the mouth of the flower, the lotus flew out one by one, suppressing forward, and the opponent who smashed stunted, covered with blood and couldn't stand it.

This method is very special, but in the eyes of the opponent, he is undoubtedly a sprayer. It is unreasonable that he can squander like this on the Feixian battlefield. If he leaves here, how deep will he go? Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Huahua was the first to solve the opponent, suppressed the person, then looked forward and stared at the next person. It turned out to be a Buddhist girl from the ancient star domain of Amitabha.

"Wow, bald woman, how dare you provoke my master, break the precepts, wait for the poor monk to come to catch you!" He held a purple gold bowl in his hand and covered it with the top of Mount Tai.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's light is slodled, and the bowl turns into a sky, covering the sky and covering it.

"The filthy boy, you are the scum of Buddhism, and you don't deserve to be a Buddha." Nanny said indifferently, holding the demon pestle, the brave crown side, and actually fought directly close to the body.

"The poor monk is a Buddhist under the heavenly court. Unlike you, the bald woman is too murderous, and you are not right. You are not worthy to be a Buddha." Huahua said with a lot of eloquence.

Everyone is speechless. Aren't you bald?

No matter how you look at it, you feel that the red dust on Ye Fan, a disciple, is too heavy, as if he was raised by a mountain thief. If it hadn't been for the virtual shadows of ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas reciting behind him, people would never have thought that he was a monk.

"Dang!"

The demon pestle collided with the purple gold bowl. Here, one Buddha light after another burst out, and two big Buddhas appeared faintly to confront each other.

The Tao of Amitabha and Sakyamuni is in confrontation, which is a similar and different path. They were connected to each other, but also opposed, and there was a violent explosion.

"What a strong way!" People marveled.

"Master, you can't do it. Look at Brother Buddha's own way and come to subdue you!" The flowers were not in shape. After a shout, tens of thousands of flowers flew out of their heads. Each plant is a kind of road, and there is a flower sitting in the middle of each flower, which makes people feel strange.

What kind of skill is this? Why is it a little like the cruel emperor's thought of blooming in the world? But there are some differences, some differences.

"Master, I'm coming!"

The flowers screamed, and tens of thousands of buds bloomed above his head. The glow was hundreds of millions of rays, and tens of thousands of people rushed forward together. It seemed that everyone had mana and Taoism.

At this moment. Not to mention that the master was shocked, his face was pale, and he quickly retreated, that is, all the heroes were shocked. What skills did this boy practice?

The skills of the cruel emperor are beautiful. At that moment, there will be tens of millions of crystal petals flying, incarnation endless, and the world is everywhere.

But his skills are so different, incubating tens of thousands of themselves directly in the flowers. One after another, they all jumped over and rushed over.

Tens of thousands of bald heads shouted, each exerted mana and took action together. That kind of momentum is really amazing!

The female Ni was shocked and took action with all her strength, and the Buddhist industry was frightening. In an instant, it swept through the sky, and many figures blurred. They turned out to be virtual shadows, but they can be false.

"Dang!"

However, not all the figures are fake. One of them has the ultimate fighting power. He rushed over with the real body and suppressed the female nun together.

In addition, there are a bunch of figures, with weak combat power, rushing forward, which shocked the girl and couldn't tell whether it was true or false.

"Bun"

Finally, a seemingly inconspicuous figure suddenly became powerful and his strength soared. He held a bowl and hit the back of the head of the girl who was fighting with Huahua's real body and Taoist body, and smiled very cheaply.

Although Nv Ni was suppressed and included in the bowl, she was full of reticism and almost cursed the monk with a hooligan temperament.

"Fighting with the Buddha, you are still far away, and I don't think about how many people's skills I have integrated to create such an invincible secret skill." Huahua smiled and aimed at the inside of the bowl in her hand.

"You..."

"I tell you, this is the supreme skill of the eight wilderness, which combines the thought of the cruel emperor, the tens of millions of years of the Holy Emperor, the Taoist body of my master, and the faith of Buddhism. You are far from losing." He weighed the bowl in his hand and said.

Obviously, the last sneak attack on the female lady and smiled very cheaply. It was forged by him with the power of faith. It must be solemn and compassionate in the hands of other monks, but it was so obscene that it fell into his hands.

"Is this... also a disciple of Elder Ye? The style is not very similar.

"The style is too far away. Why is this bald head so different?"

"If you know that he was raised by the dog named Black Emperor and was established by the immoral Taoist priest who specializes in digging the graves of his ancestors, you will have no doubt about it."

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Everyone whispered, and the eyes aimed at him were very strange.

On the other side, the battle between Yang Xi and the overlord has become white-hot. At the final stage, as soon as the nine gods of the sky and blood come out, the heaven and the earth will lose their color.

Not to mention other people, Ye Fan's eyes were fierce, staring at the battlefield, paying close attention, and walking forward step by step.

Boom!

The breath of the creation of heaven and earth was pervasive, and the nine gods collided with the vision of the Eucharist. In the final stage, a terrible light burst out.

The place was completely destroyed, and the two figures flew up. The overlord stepped out, and there was still blood from his right hand, and there was no injury in other places.

Yang Xi was covered in blood, staggered, and retreated far away, but he was laughing without any frustration, and said, "The overlord is really strong!"

He was seriously injured, but he was not serious. He was supported by the most powerful secret of the overlord, and his face was full of self-confidence and brilliance.

The overlord's face was as heavy as water, and his heart was extremely irritable. He was just a disciple of the enemy. Unexpectedly, he blocked his nine gods and never died.

This is a powerful blow to him!

And Yang Xi could obviously fight again, and quickly used the word secret to repair the injured body. Broken bones, flesh and blood heal, and live again.

Seeing this scene, the overlord's face became more gloomy. The word secret and hegemony were all taken by Ye Fan from his yuan god in those years, which was a great shame for him!

"Go to hell, junior!" Suddenly, the purple gas steamed in the right palm of the overlord, and the blood all over his body condensed there. The purple blood boiled, and then turned red and gathered between his five fingers. He turned into a lightning and rushed to Yang Xi.

The palm has faded purple. The bright red and dazzling, which is the essence of Cangtian's blood, can be called "true blood", which is claimed to kill gods.

Everyone was surprised that the overlord came all the way. He once tore many great saints with his bare hands in the starry sky, bathed in divine blood, and stepped on too many bones under his feet. Some of the peerless enemies died under the innocent blood!

Ye Fan moved, looking for it like thunder, and it arrived in an instant. Cut off the road ahead of the overlord.

"Boom!"

Ye Fan punched out and hit the blood-red palm. There was a riot between heaven and earth. The sky exploded and the ground sank. Even if it was guarded by the magic circle, it could restore this place as before, but now it could not stop this destructive power, and everything was destroyed.

When the last light regressed, the overlord stood opposite Ye Fan. His right hand was broken, and bright red blood flowed all over the floor, shaking backwards.

Ye Fan stood there, as steady as a rock, his fingers were shining, and he had never been damaged at all.

Everyone inhaled the cold air. There is no need to say anything more about this result. After three or four hundred years, the overlord was defeated again and still defeated!

For 300 years, although Ye Fan has been drowsy, his body has been metamorphosing. After fighting for the supreme of the forbidden area of life, he burst into pieces. Over the years, his body has been reorganized and tempered, which is a terrible sublimation.

"Master, I can catch it." Yang Xi muttered and protested in a low voice.

His right palm retreated goldenly, and half of his palm was bright red, but it did not cover the whole palm. Obviously, it was the essence of the true blood of the Eucharist!

"You are still young, and you don't need to work so hard." Ye Fan said.

Obviously, if you really want to be right, Yang Xi will suffer a heavy loss. Even if his life is worry-free, his vitality will be greatly damaged. Ye Fan is here. Naturally, he will not sit back and watch his disciples fight.

"Ten years, another ten years, I can make the bright red real blood fill my palms, and at that time..." Yang Xi's eyes were bright and stared at the overlord.

Everyone was shocked and felt Yang Xi's vigorous fighting spirit. This is to beat the overlord into an opponent and defeat him in ten years.

"Master, I want to ask you to let him go again. Ten years later, my disciple is willing to fight with him!" Finally, he made up his mind.

The overlord's original eyes had dimmed, and even his body was a little rickety. The defeat just now hit him too much. However, when he heard Yang Xi's words, he stood up in an instant, and his eyes shot endless murderous!

"Master, I am eager to fight with people with the bloodline of Cangtian Ba!" Yang Xi said again.

Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded after a moment of silence and agreed to his request.

"I have never lost my fighting spirit. When the blood of Cang Tianba reappeared, it will make the whole world tremble!" The overlord roared, Huo turned around and walked away. At every step, his breath was strong. In the end, when he was about to disappear, he directly tore up the void.

The overlord went crazy!

However, since then, he has no longer been regarded as an opponent by Ye Fan, which is the biggest sadness for him. Ye Fan is looking at the dominant ancestor from afar.

On the other side, the battle between Ye Tong and Huo Ling Cangyan will also come to an end, where the fire is so strong.

After all, the fire spirit used the forbidden secret method. It was a terrible magic light, a dark frightening man. This is an extremely terrible flame he collected, called Taiyin Fairy Fire, which is not hot, but a cold fireworks. As soon as it appears, it will freeze and crack people's bones.

Everyone was extremely shocked. They never thought that Huoling Cangyan had found such a legendary flame in the mythical era. It was really amazing!

This Taiyin fairy fire is obviously fatal to the body of the sun, just restrained!

Cang Yan was bleeding all over his body, depriving the flame from the sealed body and turning it into a weapon, making him pay a heavy price.

However, there was a sneer on the corners of Ye Tong's mouth, and he was not afraid at all. In an instant, he typed eighteen ancient characters and sealed Gao Tian.

The first nine ancient characters are the nine emperor characters in the ancient scriptures of the sun, and the last nine ancient characters are the nine seals in the Taiyin Mother Sutra. The two are born together and cross each other, and the Taiyin fairy fire is directly sealed and collected.

"What, you are the body of the sun, and you also practice the ancient scriptures of Taiyin?" Cang Yan was shocked.

"You are too lonely and ignorant. My aunt is the body of Taiyin. We have exchanged ancient scriptures to practice!" Ye Tong sneered.

Cang Yan's expression was extremely cold. Unexpectedly, he miscalculated, but he was not afraid. The real Taoism was higher than Ye Tong, but he was restrained. He decided to use his trump card and didn't want to waste time. In an instant, he sacrificed a big killer, which was a forbidden weapon!

His heart is dripping blood, and he thinks it's too wasteful. This is a magic weapon that he has melted all the magic materials in recent years, which can only be used once or twice.

This is a picture scroll, which is clattering and overwhelming. It has not been suppressed by the flying fairy battlefield. This is one of the cards of the fire.

This device is too strong. It smashes the vacuum, carries the traces of the heavens, and presses down. For any great saint, if he is unprepared, it must be a disaster.

In this divine picture, Cang Yan sealed the souls of more than a dozen great saints, with their ways and methods. Once they burst out, everything will be killed.

Unfortunately, the result made him despair again. A wisp of emperor-level fluctuation vibrated. Ye Tong held a golden scepter in his hand and waved it to him!

This is the scepter of heaven, a supreme quasi-imperial weapon!

Three hundred years ago, in the strongest dark turmoil in history, almost all the imperial weapons were smashed, either disabled, or completely disappeared, which was hard to see again.

Since then, the quasi-imperial weapon has become the strongest weapon in the universe. At this time, it undoubtedly has a strong deterrent.

If Cang Yan did not use the forbidden weapon and continued to fight fiercely, he would win a lot, but he didn't want to be ashamed. He didn't want to fight with the younger generation and wanted to end the war quickly.

Ye Tong naturally directly used the quasi-imperial weapon, and the golden scepter of the heavenly court smashed the divine map, and then chopped the fire spirit and made his primordial spirit silent.

"How could this happen?" The fire trembled, the body was broken, and the last ray of light of the yuan god gradually went out. He did not expect such a result.

In this world, he is so powerful, all his life, proud of the world, but he has come to such a result.

After all, there is no suspense, and a generation of fire spirits died like this!

The battle ended, and everyone was horrified.

Ye Fan's three disciples are too powerful. Ye Tong fights for fire, and Huahua suppresses several strong enemies. Even the youngest disciple Yang Xi can almost compete with the overlord. He can be alone and makes people tremble. RQ