Chapter 598 Ancient Emperor's Young Brother
The son of yin and yang coughed up blood, and a big foot stepped on his chest, almost to crack his body. What a humiliation? As soon as he took action, he was directly trampled on the ground from the sky.
His eyes were gloomy, and he couldn't say a word. He knew that the position of the Son was over, and most of his life was not guaranteed. Although he couldn't wait to delay Ye Fan, he could only think about it in his heart and gritted his teeth.
"Shout up!"
A total of 18 Son-level characters followed. Some people shouted and sacrificed magic weapons to fight forward. One of them shook a purple jade bell and flew out of a purple phoenix to kill him.
Ye Fan pointed like a knife and poked into the sky. With a soft sound, the purple phoenix ash flew out of smoke. Then he slapped continuously, and all eight magic weapons broke and turned into eight streamers and disappeared in the air.
Silent, a tall figure flew from the mountains in the distance, poking out a big hand and chopping it down.
"Boom!"
The laws are intertwined, the Taoist forces are surging, covering the sky with one hand, and the cliff below keeps banging, and eight of them have collapsed one after another.
The big hand was as dark as ink, covering the sky like a bird cloud, covering Ye Fan below, and the earth below sank more than ten feet, artificially collapsing and becoming a deep valley.
"Rumble..."
The rocks broke through the air, and all the eighteen outstanding outstanding heroes retreated at the first time for fear of being involved. This is a great power to take action.
Ye Fan jumped 3,000 feet with the son of yin and yang, and then crossed another 5,000 meters. Several flashes appeared in the distant air and saw an old man in blue, who was a top master of the yin and yang religion.
"Put him down." The capable man opened his mouth calmly and stood on the peak, with the breeze blowing and hunting in long clothes.
He knew that the Son participated in this operation, and he nodded his head and wanted to attract Ye Fan, but what he never expected was that only one person was trampled on the ground by the demon of Donghuang.
This is a shame for the yin and yang religion. The Holy Son is the hope for the future. As a result, he was vulnerable in front of Ye Fan and stepped to death, which is equivalent to slashing their faces.
"Do you want me to let it go?" Ye Fan took the prisoner in his hand and put it on his head and feet, as if he were carrying a dead fish.
"You..."
"This is..."
"Ye Fan, you can't kill people without nodding. You've passed!"
Siye, some figures appeared. Seeing this scene, they all changed color. The Holy Son represented a face of the Yin and Yang religion, and was like carrying a chicken and duck, which was a kind of ruthless mockery and contempt for the religion.
"Let go of him, or I will draw you three souls and seven souls in the future, Yongzhen sea eyes, and refine for thousands of years!"
"Ye Zhetian, don't do things!"
When Ye Fan heard these words, he laughed and said, "You are chasing me all over the world. Do you still have the face to say such a thing? Is it worth saying? Will you do it?"
"It's hard to come out for thousands of years, and I don't want to kill the wizards." The top figure of the Yin and Yang Sect slowly paced forward and said, "Singing to my teaching, lest you die, incarnate as a yang son, all kindness and resentment will be eliminated."
"Yangzi...is he enslaved by you?" Ye Fan smiled at that time. The Yin Nv and Yangzi of the religion were ruthless killing machines, driven by slavery. Up to now, the other party still looks down on him like this and says such words. He really doesn't regard him as a dish.
"Put down the Son, or you know, the divine operator is born, calculate the world, and you can deduce everything. You have no way to escape."
"The divine operator is high-footed, and the referee will definitely go to him." Ye Fan went backwards.
"Put down the Holy Son, keep your body and mind from death, and incarnate the guardian son." A group of people came from the four fields and appeared on the peaks.
"Is it a gift for me to be the son you teach?" Ye Fan raised the son of the Yin and Yang Sect, and then threw him out and surrendered to them.
Someone wanted to go next, but the son of yin and yang shouted. He was torn apart halfway, burning, and then became flying ashes.
Ye Fan killed the son of yin and yang in front of these people, turned around and left, rushing to the distant sky.
"Chase!"
An elder shouted and was furious. Another holy son was killed, and all of them took action by one person. He didn't want to know that it would become a laughing stock and spread all over the major religion.
This is too humiliating. The two holy sons before and after were killed by Ye Fan. Is there anything more damaging than this? No such thing has happened in nearly a hundred years.
"Haha..." Ye Fan laughed and said, "I look forward to you choosing a third son!"
"Chasing, don't let him run away!" A half-step power ordered, how dare future generations dare to talk to them like this, but now this little demon has repeatedly provoked.
"Don't chase. Thousands of miles have been laid out. This time, he can't escape." The old man in Qingyi of Yin and Yang Sect opened his mouth.
Ye Fan flew into the distant sky, only to see the sky gray, endless fog flowing, yin and yang blended, blocking the four directions.
The lines are imprinted on the "mountain"!"
He was shocked. This is not an ordinary array, otherwise it would never be so vast that hundreds of miles of a radius could be put in it.
"Ye covers the sky!"
Someone shouted not far away, and eighteen masters of Qishifu appeared not far away. One of them shouted and drove everyone to rush forward together.
Ye Fan didn't pay attention to it when dealing with the son of yin and yang. Now he finally found a demon-level figure, wearing a wide coat, covering his short body.
This is an eight or nine-year-old child, white and tender, with bright eyes, strange to stand with those young people, too young.
This is the smallest demon in Qishifu. When he was only nine years old, he reached the secret land of Hualong. At that time, when he entered the house, he shocked a group of elders.
"Are you also going to take a nap to kill me?" Ye Fan laughed.
"Don't laugh!" This nine-year-old was very domineering and looked cold.
"I have a good temper." Ye Fan laughed loudly.
"I said, don't laugh, or I will suppress you!" The nine-year-old boy was quite arrogant and pointed to Ye Fan.
"A little boy, go home to breastfeed, I don't have time to coax the child." Ye Fan's mouth is a little poisonous.
Next to, the remaining 17 people almost laughed out loud, but they all resisted. They knew that the child's origin was scary and did not dare to offend.
"Holyxiu, how dare you disrespect me? Come and kowtow and apologize. I won't die!" The nine-year-old boy Wang Chong shouted, standing on a rock with his head high.
Ye Fan had never seen such a domineering child. He was stunned on the spot. This teenager was more arrogant than the golden-winged Xiaopeng King, and more arrogant than Xia Jiuyou.
"Little boy, your adult really spoiled you. Today, I will discipline you for them and beat your buttocks into sixteen pieces."
"Ye Zhetian, you can't live. You have angered me. No one in the world can save you!" The young king said in a cold voice, and his ruthless look was a little different from his age.
He jumped a hundred feet and rushed to the sky. When the others saw that he was going to take action, they all hid aside and were afraid.
Wang Chong pinched the dragon seal with both hands, like a real dragon, and actually let out a dragon chant that resounded through the sky. The nine green dragons really appeared, shaking their heads and tails, ferocious and fierce, and rushed to Ye Fan.
"Bun", "Bun"...
Ye Fan slapped nine palms, each of which was golden, and the golden blood was surging, like an ancient volcano erupting, making everyone else change color.
However, nine golden big hands were imprinted in the void, which did not scatter the nine-headed dragon. The blue dragon scales flashed, and the dragon's body was powerful, like the Great Wall of Steel, rolling down.
"Wow..."
The wind rushed to the face, and the nine green dragons were vigorous and powerful, leaping thousands of feet away. Some explored their claws and cracked the cliffs, some opened the mouth of the blood basin and swallowed the top of a mountain. Some dragons waved their tails and collapsed a mountain with a bang.
Ye Fan had eaten and fought against the nine green dragons. He did not expect that this nine-year-old boy was so powerful that he was much taller than the ordinary Son.
This child is so old, but he has reached the fourth change of the dragon, and the person who is far from the level is many times more powerful, and can definitely kill the person of the ninth change of the dragon.
Ye Fan was surprised. No wonder he was called a demon. How big this is. The posture of heaven is far better than this genius, which is incomparable at all.
"Ao..."
The dragon chanted the green underworld, and the nine green dragons were born with flesh and blood, and their breath was strong. They smashed a mountain peak with one claw, and the people next to them were shocked that they inhaled the cold air.
"Puff"
The green dragon breathed, a piece of blue light fell, four or five mountains disappeared, and a piece of anxiety became a barren land.
"It's done.
Ye Fan's golden big hand was imprinted in the void, shaking off a green dragon, but in the blood, it re-seated the body and swooped down again.
The other eight green dragons roared and collapsed all the mountains on the ground, all of which were killed. Jiulong fought and swallowed the sky and cracked the earth.
"You think you are the holy body and you are invincible in the world. Young master, I was born to kill you royal bodies and holy rest!" The nine-year-old boy Wang shouted and was invincible. He pinched the dragon seal with both hands and drove the battle of the nine dragons.
"This evil is really terrible. He is only nine years old. If he grows up in the future, who can control him?" A Son-level figure whispered next to him.
"He is a man of great opportunity. When he was a child, he fell into the dragon cave and got great benefits. Some people said that he had swallowed dragon blood, while others said that he ate a lot of dragon marrow."
"A great man in Qishi Mansion has studied his rest, saying that he can live at least 5,000 years. This is the most conservative estimate. I really don't know what kind of fairy burial he got when he fell into the dragon cave."
"However, he is so old that he has a too much temperament."
"There's nothing he can do. He is young and ambitious, and there is such a brother that everyone in the younger generation has to avoid. Who dares to provoke him?"
"Ye Fan, Ye Zhetian, I don't care whether you are Shengxiu or a fairy body. Today you are dead, and I'm going to slaughter you nine times!" Wang Chong shouted.
"Wow..." The wind was more fierce, and the nine green dragons turned around the strong dragon's body, like nine mountains, and rushed down at the same time.
Kowloon Eat the Emperor!
Wang Chong pinched the dragon seal, showing a cold and ruthless look. With the Jiulong war, he suppressed Ye Fan and wanted to crush him.
"This is a must-kill magic in the dragon seal, Jiulong devouring the emperor, which can kill people across several realms!" In the rear, everyone inhaled the cold air, and all of them changed color.
"He is really a man of great luck. He got too many benefits when he fell into the dragon cave!" Everyone is extremely envious.
"Little boy, I don't have time to play with you!" Ye Fan suddenly jumped up and rushed up to the nine-headed dragon.
"Puff"
A green dragon was caught by him, and then it broke with a sudden pull. The rain of blood flew, simple and direct, very violent!
"You have a big chance to fall into the dragon cave. Give me everything you have today!" Ye Fan sneered.
"Puff!"
This time, he grabbed three green dragons, roared, shook his hands hard, blood spurted, and several green dragons were pulled into nine sections.
"You..." Wang Chong was furious, pinched the dragon seal, and fought hard. Jiulong swallowed the sky and appeared again.
"Did you really get the fairy burial from the dragon cave? It's very extraordinary. I'll take it for you." Ye Fan did not regard him as a child. He took a sharp move, turned his right hand into a golden monument, and suppressed it down.
"Bun"
The golden celestele suddenly hit Wang Chong's back and threw it into a pile of rocks.
"It's over. The Eucharist is dead this time. If he beat Wang Chong, his brother will definitely be born, known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor. Who can resist!" ( To be continued, if you want to know what will happen, please log in to the starting point, more chapters, support the author, support the genuine reading!)