Chapter 465 There are not many days

The huge island of God is full of young people, all of whom are elites of major religious and have proud talents. However, since they saw the Son of Shaking Light and the body of the God King of the Ji family, everyone consciously chose to keep a low profile.

Then, when they saw the golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Ye Fan, everyone restrained again for fear of being approached by the two evil spirits.

The golden-winged Xiaopeng King has always been unruly. If he is cruel, his six relatives will not admit it. It is said that he once killed thirteen people of the same clan. He is cold-blooded and cruel, and has a natural magic.

Not to mention Ye Fan, there were many disciples who killed in the Holy Land. Many disciples of Yaoguang and the Ji family were killed in his hands, and even the saints of Zifu were suppressed by him.

Not long ago, she was the saint of the supreme religion in Zhongzhou. How many people dare to provoke her? The younger generation will go around when they see it.

After Fenghuang intervened, the golden-winged Xiaopeng king snorted coldly, stared at Ye Fan and said, "Just let you live a few more days!"

"Bird man, if you dare to talk to me like this again, I'll kill you now. I don't care where it is!" Ye Fanteng stood up and pushed forward. His golden fingers quickly reached Xiaopeng Wang's nose.

"How dare you point at me?!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng King's eyes stood up, turned his right hand over, grabbed Ye Fan's finger, and wanted to break it.

"Dang!"

Ye Fan swallowed the divine light with his fingers and cut off the enemy's big hand. He wanted to cut it off. His holy body was first completed, and now his body is unparalleled. He just wants to make the golden-winged Xiaopeng king angry and suffer a great loss.

However, when the two collided with each other, it made a shocking sound. The sonorous golden-winged Xiaopeng King stepped back and retreated. His palms were bright red and blood was flowing.

Although he cut out the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, Ye Fan was surprised. His body was so powerful that no one in his generation dared to shake it.

However, the golden-winged Xiaopeng King took it and suffered a great loss, but his palm was not broken, which was not common sense.

The Tianpeng clan can fight against the dragon clan. It is true that the body is unparalleled, but it can never compete with Ye Fan today, which is obviously extraordinary.

"Boom!"

Between the hands of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, there was golden blood flowing and then burning into a golden divine light. The damaged part quickly recovered. His palm was powerful and powerful, and there was no more damage.

"This is... Tianpeng's true blood!, "He was baptized by Tianpeng's true blood!"

Everyone was surprised that in his early years, the old Peng king explored a relic and got the true blood of Tianpeng, which was an immortal sacred object left by the ancestors of the Tianpeng clan, which could help his descendants turn into the holy body of Tianpeng.

Lao Peng Wang himself used some but kept most of the rest. At this time, everyone saw that there was golden blood burning into a divine flame between his palms, and suddenly understood what had happened.

Ye Fan was stunned when he heard their words, and then he was very strong. He pushed forward, pointed to the nose of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King again, and said, "If you don't accept it, try again!"

Everyone was stunned. Who is the king of the golden-winged Xiaopeng? Who dares to do this to him? As expected, the Holy Body of Doomsday had no scruples in front of the young generation, so he pointed to him and scolded him coldly.

"Buzz!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng king snorted coldly, and his palms were as big as a dustpan. He patted forward and sent out ten thousand feet of golden light. He couldn't wait to break Ye Fan's bones and tendons.

"Dang!"

Ye Fan was not afraid. He raised his hand and greeted him. The golden palm of the mill disc seemed to be hitting iron, shaking the whole island.

The body of the Holy Body is unparalleled, which is comparable to the Holy Lord's level figure beating the golden-winged Xiaopeng King to withdraw more than ten steps away. The tiger's mouth completely cracked and the blood flowed for a long time.

"Do you think Tianpeng is the first in the world after the real blood baptism? Unless you dig out the older ancestors and get the real blood of Kunpeng, you can try it!"

Ye Fan continued to stride forward, still stretching out his right hand, pointing to his nose, and shouting in front of everyone.

This posture can be said to be quite disrespectful, but Ye Fan didn't care, because the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was too arrogant to provoke him to kill him repeatedly, which was done deliberately.

All the saints and all the saints are standing aside, and everyone is excited. The physique of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King of Tianpeng's true blood baptism of the body is not as good as that of the Holy Body, which completely eliminated their hope. Now they can only be suppressed with his hetical magic power.

"Good, good, good!" The golden-winged Xiaopeng king shouted coldly, "At this time, I will fight with you, and I will kill you with supreme power!"

Without saying a word, Ye Fan slapped his golden palm and patted it. The only way to deal with this unruly madman was crazier than him.

King Xiaopeng, the golden-winged king's lungs were about to explode, and he was pointed at his nose and scolded. Now he is cut with a golden palm, which is an unprecedented experience.

In particular, in front of everyone in the younger generation at this moment, it is unbearable for him!

"The little leaf is so immoral that he wants to anger the golden-winged Xiaopeng King and eat him to death with his flesh." Li Heishui muttered.

"You deserve it, so that he doesn't always look like I'm the first in the world. Every time I meet him, I'm invincible and look down on us. I'm so arrogant that I should treat him like this." Big black dog road.

"Dang!"

Another loud sound, the body of the golden-winged Xiaopeng King was shocked. He roared, and his whole body was full of golden light, like a demon god resurrecting, dancing with blonde hair, and wanted to fight against Ye Fan.

"I'm afraid you won't make it?" Ye Fan stepped forward, and his palm turned into a golden celestele, which was full of innate lines, and he was about to fight forward.

"Enough!" Fenghuang came over and blocked Ye Fan. She was graceful and graceful. The phoenix mask on her face bloomed with five colors of light, and her whole body was crystal shining, like a nine-day mysterious girl coming to the mortal world.

"Do you have anything to say?" Ye Fan asked casually.

"My grandfather's 1,500th birthday is coming, but you are making trouble here. What's your intention?" The wind princess scolded. Don't you see that he has repeatedly provoked me? Ye Fan glanced at her.

"I can only see you!" Fenghuang's words were cold.

"You also said that I occupy a word of reason. You should ask him why he provoked and stirred up here before the birthday of the Holy Lord of the Feng clan." Ye Fan smiled.

"Humph!"

The golden-winged Xiaopeng king was killed, but he suppressed his anger and turned around and left. He was afraid that he couldn't help breaking out. He walked to the other end of the giant island and stayed away from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan smiled, passed by Fenghuang, and ignored it. I talked to others.

Fenghuang was stunned. Seeing his posture, it was not easy to attack. He snorted coldly and turned away, leaving a fragrance.

Prince Daxia, Yao Yuekong talked with Ye Fan and Li Heishui. Their identities were detached and they were not afraid of anyone. During this time, Ye Fan asked the little nun in white where the silkworm had gone.

Xia Yilin wrinkled her nose and sighed. She saw the silkworm several times in the northern region, but the golden little creature completely forgot her and ignored her again. It has disappeared recently.

"Is this Brother Ye Fan of the Holy Body? It's really a generation of talents. It's really lucky to see it today." A very gentle and elegant man came, with a pale face and a gentle smile.

"You are..." Ye Fan was puzzled.

"My name is Zhao Fa, a nobody. I can't compare with Brother Ye. I just rely on the courage to make friends." Zhao Fa smiled.

"Be careful, this guy is not a good stubble. He comes from Ziweijiao and inherits mystery. It's not a holy place, but the people are all powerful!" The demon moon is in the sky.

Ye Fan heard the word "Zi Wei". His heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help looking at Zhao Fa. He looked very kind and didn't look like a monk.

Li Heishui also said: "I've heard of this guy. He's not a good thing. He has a honey-bellied sword. He likes to fight at critical moments and has a bad reputation. Ziwei Education, I don't know what its strength is, but it is as rich as the world, and it is involved in all walks of life"

"Brother Zhao is too polite. An acquaintance is a friend. Why do you look out like this?" Ye Fan responded with a smile.

Zhao Fa said a lot, and finally asked the question to explain his intention. He wanted to buy the dragon pattern black gold spirit sword in Ye Fan's hand with a lot of money, and he even wanted to buy the seed of Kirin magic medicine.

Ye Fan thought for a moment and understood that the world knew that his life would not be long. Zhao Fa wanted to get the treasure on him in advance to avoid missing it.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not that I don't sell, but I can't sell it. In a few days, I may have to cut off my own cultivation, continue my life with Kirin seeds, and be an ordinary mortal. As for the dragon pattern black gold holy spirit sword, I also plan to use it in exchange for the peerless elixir, just to continue life.

Not only Zhao was shocked, but also the other sons and saints looked over. He wanted to cut off his own cultivation just to survive. Is it true? This is a big deal!

"Brother Ye suffered such a disaster, which is deplorable. I believe you can get through this level and will shine in the future." Zhao Fa laughed and then turned around and left.

A moment later, the little daughter raised her head, shook Ye Fan's leg, and said, "Big brother, he is not a good person. The little daughter heard it. He was vicious just now..."

"What did you hear? Ye Fan was surprised and squatted down. He didn't expect the little girl's hearing to be so extraordinary.

When the little boy heard Zhao's secret talk, she wanted to be unfavorable to Ye Fan. Before he died, she robbed the treasures on his body, or if he became a mortal, he would be cruel to him.

The demon moon sky and the prince of Daxia were shocked. They didn't hear anything, but the little girl learned all this, which was really shocking.

The little girl was like a porcelain doll, very clever. The little nun in white squatted down and picked her up. She looked very loving and gave her the best spiritual fruit.

"Let's get rid of him later. How dare we make such an idea!" Li Heishui is rooted.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Don't be like him first. Isn't Ziwei as rich as the world? I have other plans"

Soon, several children of the Feng clan came. When they passed by Ye Fan, they obviously didn't have a good face. They couldn't forget the three million catties. Someone whispered, "I'm sorry to come..."

"Young man, you should have a long-term vision. Anyway, he has also got the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi. Isn't it a piece of cake to give you three million catties?" The big black dog glanced at them.

"My life is going to be gone, how can I pay it back?" One of them is very rude. He has been suppressed by Ye Fan.

Fenghuang's maid was also next to him and said, "It's not enough to hand over the dragon-patterned black gold spirit sword and the unicorn magic medicine seeds, so that it can cover three million catties."

"Well, I'm going to live to say these words to you." Ye Fan laughed.

"What do you... mean?" All the young people of the Feng clan were shocked and couldn't help but retreat. All the saints and all the saints also looked at it together.

"I mean, soon after, I will kill myself. From then on, I will be a mortal and strive to become a source master, and then I will return your source." Ye Fan said so.

Everyone was shocked. They knew that Ye Fan had indeed received the inheritance of Yuan Tianshi, and maybe he was really going to embark on another road.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief. The Holy Body is really running out of time. It's time to choose. At the same time, they are also a little surprised. Even if Ye Fan is exhausted, if he becomes the source master, he will be the guest of honor of the major holy places.