Chapter 415 The Four Great Wars of the Eucharist

Many people of the younger generation are forced forward, and the murderous intention is heavy one after another, just like a wave, because people know that it will be more difficult to miss the Holy Body to fight again this evening.

The Eucharist has just been completed, but it is not yet stable. Many people have seen this. If he continues to break through, it is estimated that few of the younger generation will dare to fight.

The bright moon is very bright, like a large silver plate hanging high in the night sky, soft light sprinkled, and the divine city seems to be covered with a layer of light veil, white and hazy.

Ye Fan stood in the void. Many of the many young strong people in front of him did not know him, and he paid most attention to the golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Xia Jiuyou.

The two are the top figures of the younger generation. They have had several intersections with him. They have long been doomed to have a big war, and now they finally meet again.

And Ye Fan was slightly surprised that the Son of Shaking Light did not come forward. He was calm and had no intention of action at all.

He was shrouded in the holy light, surrounded by 108 gods, and compared the divine moon in the sky, like a god under the night moon, motionless.

"Young master, don't go there first." The two old men in gray firmly grabbed Xia Jiuyou's arm.

On the other side, the old Pengwang also appeared, with one hand on the shoulder of the golden-winged Pengwang, making it difficult for him to move.

"I'll fight you" A man in yellow walked out, but he looked in his twenties. He was strong, like an iron pile, and his skin flashed with metallic luster.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.

"I have nothing to say to you. Let me see how strong the Eucharist is. Don't be slapped to death by me as soon as you break the curse"

The man in yellow said mean words, with a sneer on his face, and was quite disrespectful, but he was very careful and stood far away without coming.

Not long ago, Ye Fan's confrontation against the heavenly disaster was obvious to all. The strength and horror of his body were deeply shocking, and the close battle with him was absolutely looking for death.

Ye Fan didn't say a word anymore. He stepped in the void and was disillusioned step by step. This almost shrinking footwork shocked many people.

The young man in yellow did not dare to let him approach. He took action decisively, and the five colors were presented, like a beautiful fireworks blooming, magnificent and magnificent, illuminating the whole night sky.

Of course, what is more shocking is the energy fluctuation, which is actually a "forbidden weapon", which is extremely dangerous and has incredible power.

There are many kinds of so-called forbidden devices, most of which will be destroyed if they can only be used a few times. They are exhausted, but they have great lethality.

The man in yellow obviously came for the real duel. He just wanted to rely on the forbidden weapon to erase Ye Fan and let him disappear from the world.

The gorgeous light like fireworks turned into a magical cloud, covering the world, rushing to Ye Fan and drowning him below.

"It's really a little vicious to use forbidden weapons to kill people."

"It must be someone's instruction, otherwise how could he have a forbidden weapon"

Many people who watched the battle felt that it was too much. This was not a really fair duel at all. Obviously, the people came here to kill Ye Fan.

"brush"

Ye Fan suddenly disappeared from the place, like a floating light, like a flying shadow. In disillusionment, he appeared in front of the man in yellow and raised his fist and hit him.

"You..." The young man in yellow was shocked.

No one expected that Ye Fan's speed was so fast. The stars and moon in the rear were ecdoted, and the gorgeous five-colored clouds buried the void, and the destructive breath broke out.

However, all of this is useless, because Ye Fan was no longer in place and killed the man in yellow.

"Papa"

All kinds of lights shined, and more than a dozen weapons flew out, but they were all broken into pieces by Ye Fan's golden fist at the first time, which could not stop him at all.

"Puff"

Ye Fan's golden fingers crossed, like a peerless blade. The man in yellow was cut in half. He rushed through the middle and gushed blood.

He killed the man in yellow as the four extremes, but he had no resistance at all. Like a picture scroll, he was easily torn apart by Ye Fan.

Ye Fanyi was not stained with blood, and he didn't even look back. His eyes were sharp, and he swept at many young strong people in front of him.

"Who else will come"

Many people in the younger generation have changed their colors and are silent, and many older figures are also moved. It is not good for the original achievement of the Holy Body to have such power.

"I'll meet you"

A man in blue strode over. He can be twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. This is a monk in the fourth level of the four poles. He is almost complete and is about to enter the next secret place.

"The power of power"

The light flashed on his body, and the cold silver suit appeared, protecting him tightly and shining silver. This is a treasure coat, flowing with rhyme.

"This is... the Holy Master's suit"

Many people are surprised. The silver suit is intertwined with the law of heaven and earth, with the charm of the road, which makes this person extremely ethereal, giving people the feeling that Taoism is natural and the unity of heaven and man.

"Who is this man? How can he have a holy suit?"

"This is a young strong man from Zhongzhou. I just saw him coming from behind those bigwigs of Zhuzi Baijiao"

Everyone is shocked. This is definitely a young and strong man. I'm afraid it is the first big enemy he met after the formation of the Holy Body. For example, the person who just relied on the forbidden weapon is much more horrible.

"Zhongzhou Guming Road." The person reported his name.

This strong man from Zhongzhou only has his eyes exposed, the divine light is bright, and the holy master's battle clothes are flowing with silver, covering the whole body, such as being united with the road.

He held a purple gold lamp in his hand, shooting out purple clouds, and thousands of auspicious colors fell, setting him up like a god.

There is no doubt that this purple gold lamp is also a holy master-level weapon, with divine lines, psychic, and has great lethality.

Without too many words, Gu Mingdao took action, and the purple gold lamp in his hand shot a blazing purple light, illuminating the whole night sky, shining brightly.

Ye Fan grabbed an inch-long sword at the end of his finger and shook it gently. It suddenly spread in the wind and zoomed in in an instant.

The dragon pattern black gold Holy Spirit sword turned into ten feet long, thick and heavy. The black sword body is branded with a dragon pattern, as if adhering to the will of heaven and earth.

As soon as the sword came out, everyone inhaled the cold air. It had a great history and was cut out of the nine orifices of stone people as a small sacred object.

"Buzz"

Ye Fan waved a ten-foot sword, crushed the void, chopped on the bright purple light, and smashed it on the spot. He had the power of thousands of troops with just one blow.

"Bun", "Bun"...

Ye Fan held a black sword, leaned around the sky, and pushed forward step by step in the void, making the sky vibrate, and his footsteps were beating like the divine drum of the heavenly court.

Every time they fall, someone's body shakes, with a mysterious Taoist power, like stepping on a person's atrium, many people quickly retreat, and the corners of their mouths are overflowing with bleeding.

"Is the Eucharist so powerful?" Many people were shocked.

"It's no wonder that the four perfect young masters in Zhongzhou have to come forward in the holy Lord's clothes..." People have to be shocked.

"Boom"

The purple gold lamp in the hand of Gu Mingdao flew up and settled on the sky, like a purple sun hanging, falling thousands of auspicious colors, and purple clouds soaring into the sky.

Each auspicious color is like a big waterfall, with tens of thousands falling down at the same time. This is a magnificent and shocking picture, rumbling, purple fog, like tens of thousands of purple dragons running through the sky and the earth dancing.

Ye Fan was in the center, was baptized by tens of thousands of "big waterfalls" and imprisoned by tens of thousands of "big dragons". The purple gold lamp is boundless and creates a destructive light to refine Ye Fan.

"This is the four perfect monks. It's terrible to hold holy weapons." Many people were shocked.

"Boom"

Suddenly, there was a shock between heaven and earth, and a green lotus appeared beside Ye Fan's body. It only gave birth to three leaves, but it had the meaning of giving birth to everything. With a slight shock, it suddenly fixed everything.

"Chaotic Green Lotus"

"The Eucharist displays a vision, which is the most terrible power in ancient times"

Many people exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Fanru, like a god, walked through the waterfall that fell from the sky. He walked calmly and pushed forward step by step with a black sword.

His footsteps have never stopped, and his rhythm has never changed. Even the Holy Master's weapon can't stop him.

Gu Mingdao's expression changed and he wanted to take back the purple gold lamp, but he couldn't do it at all. He had to continue to urge his magic power to refine Ye Fan with the purple gold lamp.

However, all of this is useless. The chaotic green lotus vision is extremely terrible, and the magic lamp is completely fixed, and Ye Fan is invulnerable within a ten-foot radius, and there is nothing to touch.

Tens of thousands of purple waterfalls that run through the world are regarded by him as nothing, running through, as if entering a no-man's land.

Gu Ming Dao retreated continuously, but he could not get rid of it at all. Ye Fan came in an instant. He held the dragon pattern black gold Holy Spirit sword and split the Gu Ming Road. A silver ancient shield appeared in front of his arm, blocking the sky. The black sword was as heavy as a mountain and he pressed down.

"when"

The sky is shaking loudly, and the shocking people's ears are about to crack. This is Wanjun Shenwei Gumingdao wearing a holy master-level suit, protected by the ancient shield of interweaving debut and reason, or being split into the sky. You can imagine what a huge force it is.

"Buzz"

At this time, the purple gold lamp shook, got rid of the confinement, and flew into the hands of Gu Mingdao.

Ye Fan glanced at the distant sky, and there was nothing more. He knew that there was a big shot in the dark, which made the purple gold lamp get rid of the shackles.

He walked forward step by step, and the black sword pointed to the ancient Ming Road, which was as heavy as Yue, as if it could split the world.

"Buzz"

This void shook, and Ye Fan rotated the Holy Spirit Sword to kill it with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops. The sword cut through the sky and made a terrible magic sound.

"when"

Gu Mingdao held a purple gold lamp to fight against each other. The divine fire was so great, and the night sky became purple, but he still couldn't stop Ye Fan's footsteps. He had a peerless edge and was unstoppable.

"qiang", "zheng"......

Ye Fan waved the black sword continuously. He was like the reborn of an ancient god of war, with black hair dancing, sharp eyes, white clothes, and suppressing Gu Mingdao.

His body was stained with a layer of golden brilliance, and he continuously rotated the black dragon-patterned sword and black gold sword, with a total of thirteen swords. Even if Gu Mingdao had the Holy Lord's suit to protect his body, he was also shocked and coughed up blood.

Everyone was shocked. Even the intertwined weapons of debut and reason could not stop Ye Fan. How can they fight against him?

Gu Mingdao himself is strong enough. Wearing the Holy Lord's will to fight, holding the Holy Lord's soldiers, he is still not an opponent. He is about to be shocked to death by Ye Fan.

"when"

Ye Fan's last sword split out and cut out Gu Ming Dao five hundred feet away. The blood stained the sky. He could not be defeated at all and fell into the dust.

"brush"

A purple horse appeared, rolled him away and disappeared into the distant sky.

"Who else wants to fight?" Ye Fan glanced at the front.

Everyone was shocked. The Holy Body was just completed. As soon as they entered the secret world of the four poles, they had such combat power. Many people were silent in the young generation. Many monks looked at the saints and the saints. At present, only they could come out to fight. It is difficult for the rest of the young generation to fight.

Shake the Son of Shaking Light, the King of the Ji Family, the Saint of Yaochi, Yao Xi, the Saint of Zifu and so on have not changed, but they don't know what they are thinking.

Only An Miaoyi smiled. Seeing Ye Fan's fighting power, she smiled and fell to the city. She was magnificent, calm and radiated with boundless charm.

" Let go of me" Xia Jiuyou's voice came, shouting at the two old men in gray, and his eyebrows bloomed with colorful light.

"The young master is waiting for you to reach the next level, and it's not too late to fight with him." Two old men in gray persuaded each other.

"If I rise to another realm, I won't be in the secret land of the four poles. What's the point of killing him like that?" Xia Jiu was so proud that he was so proud.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard the words. The Eucharist showed such a terrible fighting power. Who dared to speak like this?

However, when everyone saw him, they were relieved. This is a teenager who rose rapidly like a comet, which can be said to be a rare genius in ancient times.

It's only thirteen or fourteen years old, and it has already reached the four great perfections. It will be promoted to the next secret place. How many people can there be in the world?

"Young Master" two old men in gray sweated on their foreheads.

"You retreat, who is the master and who is the servant?" Xia Jiu drank coldly. Although his lips were red and white, he was extremely beautiful, but he also had a threatening charm.

Ye Fan, with a sword on his back, stood in the void and watched all this calmly, looking indifferent.

In the end, Xia Jiuyou came forward. The two old men in gray could not stop him. He was extremely confident and slowly paced in the air.

"You finally broke the curse. The holy body is just completed, and you can provide me with holy blood to refine medicine." Xia Jiuyou, as in the past, regarded Ye Fan as a prey, and didn't care about him marching into the four-pole secret world.

"Do you want to use me to refine medicine? Do you have this ability?" Ye Fan was not angry and stared calmly at this beautiful and almost evil opponent.

"What if you break the curse? In the brilliant era of the kings in ancient times, even if it is a great holy body, it is difficult to be the first in the world, and there is never a lack of great enemy to compete." Xia Jiuyou sneered, bright red lips and snow-white teeth flashed with crystal luster, and said, "I want to ruthlessly defeat you and accept First"

"If you lose, how about being a servant for me?" Ye Fan stepped forward, and every step fell like a war drum, making the world shake.

"I am the number one in the world. Whether it is physique or cultivation, it is enough to suppress you." Xia Jiuyou came, and his hair flew, making him look ethereal and dusty. He said, "Provid me with holy blood for the rest of your life and be my servant."

"Buzz"

Ye Fan took action. It's useless to deal with such people. Only by suppressing her can everything be solved.

"That's... The fairy king comes to the nine days"

"One of the most horrible visions in ancient times"

Everyone exclaimed, and they were all extremely nervous.

Ye Fan exhibited a vision and gave birth to another self. He sat high in the nine heavens and surrounded the mysterious yellow gas, like a fairy king overlooking the world. The fairy king in the vision leaned out a big hand and grabbed Xia Jiuyou.

Suddenly, the heaven and the earth were isolated. Xia Jiu seemed to be standing in another starry sky, with a solemn look, fighting against the fairy king, and the leisurely fairy music sounded.

"This is...Jiuyou Xianqu"

"What, does he have the same physique as Gai Jiuyou? This is the terrible sound of God's prelude"

Eight thousand years ago, Zhongzhou came out with a cover Jiuyou, and almost became the emperor. He was invincible all over the world, and the legend finally sat in the eastern wilderness.

Many people know that they suddenly think of the invincible figure.