Chapter 1663 Collapse of the Shackles

This is a quasi-imperial fluctuation, which shocked ** eight wildernesses, and all the strong trembled. Some people are approaching quickly and don't want to give Ye Fan a chance to be really strong and rise!

"Boom!"

The thunder was destroyed, and the vast star field was flooded by thunder. The stars could no longer be seen in this place, and all of them were smashed by thunder. It is hard to imagine what a thunderstorm it was.

Ye Fan is far away from the place of life and enters the desolate and dead galaxy. Otherwise, no creature will be left, and all of them will turn into flying ash.

Lightning is intertwined, and each road is like a galaxy. The silver light is very long, crossing the dark universe, which is so brilliant that it is shocking.

All I can see in the world is that people have never seen such a huge and vast sea of thunder in the past. It's incredible that it's going to cross the star domain.

It can be said that beyond common sense, an electric light went across the sky, leaving this area and still destroyed one big star after another, like flowers blooming, dazzling and beautiful.

This scene makes people speechless. It's too violent, too terrible, too powerful. Is this still a quasi-imperial disaster?

People almost suspect that this is a great emperor crossing the disaster!

Of course, no one has seen the emperor's robbery. This is just people's conjecture, because no one seems to have made such a big move at present.

Ye Fan roared and floated in the sea of thunder. He encountered big trouble, fighting for life and death, and fighting for survival.

"This is the complete disaster of the quasi-emperor!"

Compared with the last time, the world is very different, and the horror is amazing. Even Ye Fan himself is frightened, and the danger he faces exceeds his expectations.

Nine deaths have been said lightly, and they are simply facing a dead end.

A few days later, he was hidden in the desolate dead galaxy, which should have ended long ago, but because of many hardships, his heavenly punishment was different. Up to now, the thunder is still flashing, exposed to the outside world.

The thunderstorm is like the sea, and Ye Fan is like a flat boat, where it is bumpy and undulating. He will be overturned at any time and buried in this sea of thunder.

At this moment, he is covered in blood. He is fighting with the emperor and fighting with the ancient emperor. He is one supreme, peerless and unparalleled.

These people didn't show up last time. That's because the quasi-imperial disaster is incomplete and lacking. Today, it all broke out. The ocean hit the sky and smashed the starry sky.

The destruction of the world is no more than this!

Ye Fan fought. He didn't know how many people he had fought with. His body was disabled, the white bones splashed, and the golden blood detonated the thunder sea. The runes on the road in the red blood are flashing all over the sky.

The golden villain in his eyebrows also rushed out, and he didn't know how many times he had been chopped up. But they were all reorganized to fight and fight against those emperors.

"Kill!"

Ye Fan fought for a few days and nights and was exhausted, but he was still roaring, tenacious and unwilling to give up, because he knew that once he retreated, once he closed his eyes. Then you will fall asleep forever and never recover.

"Buzz"

Opposite, a man with a tomahawk came, like a big demon king, and his eyes were golden. It is extremely blazing and murderous.

"Ancient!"

Ye Fan was very tired, but he had to cheer up. Another young emperor was killed and an axe came. Destroy the sky and the earth, and the axe is like the sea.

In the face of the first blow, he did not dodge, but endured it. He used the rules of the young emperor to bombard his own shackles, so as to break the shackles and break free from the cage.

Puff!

Ye Fan clamped the tomahawk in both hands, and the sharp edge of the cold light spread directly into his body, making his bones collapse, his flesh and blood move, and his body was almost smashed.

This is almost self-harm, but it is necessary!

Because for more than 300 years, the remnants of the Taoist rules of the Stone Emperor, the Lord of the Divine Ruins, the Lord of Light and Darkness, the Lord of Reincarnation and others have been intertwined in their bodies and turned into a cocoon, more like a cage, burying his Dharma and Tao.

Now Ye Fan bathes in the quasi-imperial disaster, and uses the ancient emperor's Taoism to temper himself and get himself out of trouble. This is like a sharp sword after another, stabbing into the cage to help him unbind.

Of course, doing so also hurts himself, which is the price he has to pay.

He has been suffering from this pain for several days. The reason why the thunder penalty does not end is that he fights in the sea of thunder. Whenever he wants to sink, he will roar, thinking of the past, present and future, and let the obsession in his heart turn into a flame, burn his soul, and keep himself awake.

The painful struggle and the continuation of the ordeal, for Ye Fan, is an unimaginable hardship and an opportunity to break through the sea and the sky. If he fails, he will fall into hell forever.

One emperor after another appeared, and one ancient emperor after another stood, waiting to go to the expedition and fight. Ye Fan spilled too much blood and his bones were broken.

Fortunately, the recovery is amazing now, and the thunderstorm split his **, briefly broke the cage of the law, made his law and Tao active, and used the word secret treatment, otherwise he would have ten lives to die.

"What a terrible heavenly punishment. I've never seen it before. It's beyond the limit. I can't give him this opportunity!"

There was a trembling sound in the cold, and a huge bronze coffin was suspended, engraved with the underworld map of the hell. There was a fierce ghost roaring, and the ghost gas flooded the world.

A person sits up in the middle. Although he is not a quasi-emperor, he is extremely dangerous. The cold atmosphere is overwhelming, which comes from a picture scroll in his hand.

"The Netherworld map, passed down from generation to generation, has finally been consumed today, but it's worth using it on the Eucharist!"

This is a quasi-imperial forbidden weapon. In a sense, it is more terrible than the quasi-imperial weapon, because this is a one-time outbreak. After using it, this weapon is useless. The divine ability is amazing!

"Buzz!"

The ancient map is like a sea of stars twinkling, and the interior is surrounded by a dead hell world. At this moment, it broke out.

Obviously, the people were well prepared. The forbidden weapon broke through the thunder, and it was not in the middle. It was not destroyed in advance, and there was a gloomy atmosphere, which shook the star

"Well, this is a disaster pattern. It temporarily avoids the liquidation of heaven, turns into a thunderstorm, and melts a channel. Isn't this kind of supreme array lost a long time ago? It actually appeared again.

"This is the pattern created by Tianzun in those years. I didn't want to fall into hell!"

Obviously, more than one person came, who was paying close attention, and their eyes flashed with ruthless and indifferent light.

Ye Fan was very weak and almost had no strength. He fought against the chaos of the ancient times and met the God Silkworm Emperor again. At this time, an ancient picture broke through the sky and entered the thunderstorm to crush him.

"The hell!"

Ye Fan saw the galaxy in the picture. He also saw the ghost and Senluo Hall in the center, and his eyebrows stood upside down. He bit the tip of his tongue and opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood to cheer him up.

"Boom!"

The military formula worked. He wanted to seize the control of the forbidden weapon to bombard the God Emperor, in order to make the two collide.

Unfortunately, he failed to get what he wanted. The forbidden weapon moves the sky and the earth. With his weak state, he can't hold it. The underworld is as stable as a rock, and he always kills him.

"Then come on, I have enough supreme remnants on my body, and so what about you?"

Ye Fan's body was sonorous, and one order chain as thick as an arm flew out. He was like a ten-handed demon. The magic chain turned into a giant hand and grabbed the picture.

"Boom!"

The Netherworld map collapsed and evolved into a vast ocean sweeping towards Ye Fan. This is a treasure map that can kill the quasi-emperor and exterminate the strong. At this time, the power is finally reflected.

The brilliant light was flashing, Ye Fan disintegrated by himself, and the supreme Taoist lines contained in his blood all rushed forward, colliding with the vast sea-like forbidden rules and order.

His flesh and blood and bones are burning. This is a battle of both sides, and he bears it for himself.

However, during this period, his yuan spirit was not contaminated with the hell spirit and was included by the mother of all things. It is tightly protected.

The shocking collision, the bright light shone, making the light of the disaster a little dim. The emperor of God stood aside and did not take action. Looking at it indifferently, it seemed that there was a real divine consciousness into the main body.

Ye Fan's body was broken, the blood was burning, the bones were cracking, and it almost turned into a flame. The remnant chain left by the ancient supreme in his body exploded at the same time as the picture.

This almost led him to self-destruction!

"Is it over?" A cold hum came, and the people in the bronze coffin smiled, as if they were enjoying a rain of flowers blooming and flying.

"I'm not dead!"

In the vast sea of thunder, there was Ye Fan's cold and shocking sound. The burning flesh and blood were extinguished, the broken bones were reorganized, and the body reappeared with difficulty.

This suppression kill has broken through the blockade of the supreme remnants, so that he can use more methods and paths, which is handy.

Ye Fan's yuan god did not return to his body immediately. After rushing out of the tripod, he stroked his hands to summon the ghost spirit all over the sky and the underworld to quench the yuan god.

The body has already experienced it, and he wants the yuanshen to have an experience.

Everyone inhales the cold air, which is simply unbelievable!

They would not have thought that the remnants of the ancient supreme would be so terrible. They were sealed in Ye Fan's body for more than 300 years, and the two coexisted. Their attack was equivalent to helping Ye Fan break the cage.

"What other means do you have?"

Ye Fan roared and took it step by step. The formula reached the peak. Time stopped, and it seemed to be reversed. He came to the bronze coffin in an instant and held up with the disaster and prevented it from falling.

"You..."

The expression of the man in the coffin froze on his face, and his heart trembled. Ye Fan's speed was so fast that he couldn't react.

Looking at the thunderstorm on his head, the quasi-emperor rolled around, and his face turned pale. Even if Ye Fan did not do it, he would definitely die. If the thunder fell, he would become flying ashes.

"Why?" His heart trembled and was full of puzzles. That forbidden weapon can definitely kill the emperor. It is one of the most precious immortal treasures in hell. It has been collected for endless years. It was only taken out today. It was ineffective without thinking about it, and the result is beyond common sense.

Ye Fan picked him up and looked at him indifferently. Then he tore him directly with a bang, blood splashed, and then shook his hand and threw it into the sea of thunder.

Puff!

Only a stream of blue smoke rose, together with the bronze coffin, and became dust.

Ye Fan roared, the thunderstormed, and the whole star field roared and shook. The stars were long gone, only the virtual sky and chaotic electric light.

"He is going to succeed and cross the disaster to the last moment!"

It can be seen that the figures of the emperor standing in the void have faded, and the thunderstorm that has lasted for several days is about to end, which indicates that Ye Fan will open the shackles of Dharma and really rise.

This kind of scene, this kind of thunder punishment, how many people in the world can block it? RQ