Chapter 613 Six-character Truth VS Nine Secrets

Ye Fan killed the son-level figure with heavy hands, and even killed the yin and yang saint with an arrow, leading her to penetrate the forehead bone and died. Everyone else was afraid in their hearts. No one was afraid of death, and his mouth was soft.

What face and dignity are not as good as life. As long as they can live, they can lower their posture and repent. They still want to see the sunrise and sunset, and they don't want to be removed from the world.

"You all flashed aside!" Ye Fan glanced at them and stared at Yan Yunran and the head.

"Ye Ye, don't think you are invincible in the world. Buddha, I've always wanted to surpass you!" The bitter head pushed forward, and the scar on his face jumped, looking very ferocious.

"Exeed me, let's cut your four empty!" Ye Fan jumped up, rushed over like a dragon, pinched the real dragon seal in his hand, and hit it down.

The head shouted, recited a section of ancient scriptures in his mouth, and his body emitted infinite light, like a diamond, with a ten-foot-six golden body, holding a bowl and beating forward.

"when"

The purple gold bowl is shocked, like the yellow bell sky is roaring, the sound waves are surging, the earth is like a ocean, the earth and stone are undulating, shaped like a tsunami, rolling up the sky.

"What's the beginning of this head, blocking the blow of the Eucharist?" Someone was surprised in the distance.

"The tailoring is the body of King Kong. Let's see how you hurt it." The bitter head shouted, the bowl in his hand bloomed purple, and the breath was even more prosperous. He rushed forward.

"Don't mention that you are a long-haired monk, even if you come to a arhat, you can break it." Ye Fantian's spirit rushed out of a thick blood and penetrated the clouds.

He shines all over, like a nine-turned golden body. The divine light is blazing, and every inch of flesh and blood contains destructive power. He stretches out his arms and legs to crush the void.

"when"

Ye Fan opened and closed, raised his hands and feet, and his strength could pull out the mountain. The purple gold bowl wailed, and the Buddhist magic weapon could not bear it.

"Amitabha..." The head roared, and his golden body shook. He was like a lion, making a sound like a landslide and tsunami.

Fearless lion print!

He turned into a divine lion and roared. The mountains on the horizon were shaking, and the esoteric seal was shot, colliding with Ye Fan's dragon seal drama.

"Puff"

The head coughed up blood, and his body flew out. The immortal body of the Buddhist King Kong could not stop Ye Fan's physical attack, which was not enough to see at all.

However, everyone in the distance was very surprised. There are still a few people in the world who dare to compete with Ye Fan's body. This head's courage is commendable, and the Vajra body makes life afraid.

"I'm afraid this head has a lot of power. Most of them come out of a temple, otherwise it will be difficult to cultivate this kind of body."

"In the western desert, there are many ancient temples, and Buddhism has many branches. Some of them are unfathomable. Most of them are the descendants of such ancient temples."

Up to now, people are no longer talking about how powerful the Eucharist is, but about who can last longer under his body.

"Ye Fan, the first time you hurt me with a thousand bows, and the second time I was defeated by your heavenly disaster. Today, let me see your real skills." Yan Yun shouted wildly.

He opened his mouth and spit out a rainbow, which turned into a five-color feather fan in his hand, with Pengyu and phoenix feathers on it, flashing five kinds of brilliance.

"Boom!"

Yan Yun fanned hard, and a red light rushed out of the five-color feather fan, drowning several miles on the spot, and an abyss directly appeared, and the endless fire burned.

In the distance, everyone is horrified. What kind of treasure fan is this? Under a fan, the earth was burned into a big rift valley, and the magma surged, and the scene was terrible.

The strong sky, like Ye Fan, also felt a burst of heat. The earth in a radius of the country was sunken, burned down, and a piece of anxiety. If it were other monks in the secret land of dragons, they must have become flying ash.

"Boom"

Yan Yunran fanned again, and a blue light rushed out of the five-color feather fan. In an instant, the landslide and tsunami, the sand and stones flew within a few miles, and the earth was cut down by hundreds of feet.

Moreover, the void was torn open one big hole after another, black holes, storms everywhere, and the wind was like the sea.

Ye Fan flew out more than ten miles away, his clothes were ragged, and his body was hit by a lot of wind knives. He touched his body, and his sonorous voice was endless.

This fan is a secret treasure. Everyone thought that if it weren't for the Holy Body, other people who had changed dragons would have already been chopped up.

"The magic weapons of demon-level characters are really rare, and the Holy Lord-level characters must be moved!"

"Boom!"

Yan Yunran waved the treasure fan for the third time, and a dark river rushed out and rushed to Ye Fan. The yin gas fidated people and melted everything.

"Taiyin real water!"

Everyone was surprised. The third fan of Yan Yunran swept out the true power of Taiyin. The river was torrent, and the black water was all over the sky, corroding all the spirits of heaven and earth.

"You're not finished yet!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, and the golden sea under his feet was vast, accompanied by a green lotus, and rushed forward with the others.

"The vision of the Eucharist!"

Everyone opened their eyes wide. The vision of the Eucharist is the most mysterious, but it can overcome the strange vision of others. It is unpredictable, and no one wants to see what it is.

Taiyin Zhenshui was blocked by the golden sea of gods. Ye Fan rushed more than ten miles like a god of war, returned to the battlefield, and hit his fist in turn.

"Boom!"

Yan Yunran waved the treasure fan for the fourth time. The void was full of vitality, endless ancient trees emerged, and all kinds of vines, which turned into dragons.

In all directions, all the essence was drained at once. There was a dimness between heaven and earth, and the qi of vegetation was strong, forming a Taoist map to refine Ye Fan.

"Wow"

beside Ye Fan, the green lotus shook gently, all the grass and trees withered, and the infinite essence was pumped into the lotus. As soon as his vision came out, all the methods did not touch his body, and all kinds of attacks were resolved. Ye Fan penetrated the world with his golden fist and bombarded Yan Yunran.

"Papa!"

An ancient shield broke, more than a dozen flying swords were broken, and a magic weapon became a powder in front of his golden fist.

"Puff"

Yan Yun opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and flew out for several miles to stabilize his figure. If he hadn't blocked it with a five-color treasure fan, he would have been cracked just now.

"Is this the open and righteous battle you want, that's all." Ye Fan shouted.

Yan Yun had a fever on his face, and he has been defeated again and again recently, which makes it unacceptable for a genius who grew up in aura from a small age, which is a shame for him.

"Keng"

Qinghui flashed, and a bronze suit appeared in front of him, which was sobering that it automatically fell on him, and another bronze battle was held in his hand.

"chi"

The five-color treasure fan turned into a ball of light and branded on the blade. The bronze fan became more and more terrible, like a magic soldier from hell.

"The weapon sacrificed by the absolute saint!" Many people exclaimed.

"Your weapon is good, and I accept your kindness." Ye Fan said.

"Kill!"

Yan Yun shouted wildly, like a bronze Holy Spirit, waved Tian Ge and came to Su. Tong Ge smashed the emperor, cut the sky, and rushed out hundreds of feet of green light.

"qiang", "qiang"...

Ye Fan fought against each other with his golden palm, and sparks splashed everywhere between the two. This bronze soldier was extremely terrible. With immortal sharpness, it is difficult to break.

Moreover, during his swing, the whine was endless in his ears, turning out one power after another of the law to refine Ye Fan, making him feel a kind of pressure.

However, his body is rare in the world, and he cannot be injured by the blade, and every time he shakes his finger, a huge force will be transmitted, which makes Yan Yun's mouth burst.

Slowly, Ye Fan pressed the bronze war. Although the magic circle on it was mysterious, it was difficult to hurt him and was almost completely sealed by his golden body.

The power of the law was blocked, and it was difficult for the sharp to hurt the holy body. Yan Yun was in danger and was about to worry about his life. Bronze Tiange was almost taken away several times.

"Amitabha!" Toutuo also killed again.

The purple gold bowl sinks, like a purple gold mountain, hitting Ye Fan's head, surging with endless Buddha light. In addition, a big roc flew out and grabbed Ye Fan.

"Open it for me!" Ye Fan shouted softly.

Turn the sky seal and smash the Peng King. The purple gold bowl hit by Sushi flew to the sky and almost disappeared into the clouds.

Yan Yunran, the evil, and a mysterious strong man like Kutou Tuo joined hands to defeat the Holy Body. People sighed helplessly, and Ye Fan's rise was unstoppable.

The evil figure can cross several realms of war, and Yan Yun has made new breakthroughs. He has been able to fight against the elders of the Holy Land, but at this time, he has been suppressed.

And the head seems to be better, but it is still useless. He can't suppress Ye Fan, but he forced him into a dead end.

"Bang"

After 120 moves, Ye Fan cast a big seal of the void, shaking Yan Yun's palm through the bronze suit, making him cough up blood.

"when"

At the time of the 140th move, Ye Fan turned over the seal of the sky, hit it on the purple gold bowl, and flew the bitter head out hundreds of feet away, and one arm bone was broken.

"This is the evil of the Eastern Wilderness!" People can only be amazed like this.

The three-person battle became more and more fierce. The people next to them, who were deterred by Ye Fan's power and had never taken action, looked at each other and rushed to the four directions to escape in the chaos.

"See who dares to leave!" Ye Fan shouted loudly, and these people trembled, but they did not stop and rushed to the distance.

"Bun"

"Bun"

Ye Fan typed out the seal of the king and turned the seal of the sky. The sky shook, and Yan Yun was shaken away with my head. A wisp of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, and they all gritted their teeth.

He took out the Wanshang bow again, looked indifferent, opened the bow continuously, and his combat power was promoted to the field of the eight prohibitions. The whole person shone on the sky like an eternal god.

The bow strings moved, and several arrow feathers flew out one after another. The woman broke through the sky for more than ten miles, all of which hit the target, and there was blood blooming in the direction.

Several Son-level characters were shot, their bodies split into several pieces, and they fell to the ground.

"Master, I pinched the black boy's limbs with my own hands and crushed his sternum. What can you do? If you have the ability, I will kill him." The head said in a cold voice.

Ye Fan looked cold and said, "Let your four be empty now!"

He was disillusioned step by step, like a dragon in a cloud, forced to the close proximity of Toutuo and Yan Yun, and made a seal forward.

"Female!"

Suddenly, Ku Tou Tuo roared, and a Buddha appeared behind him, and his mouth was also making the same original Buddha sound.

All this is too abrupt. This world seems to have been destroyed, and a kind of earth-breaking breath burst out and rushed into Ye Fan's heavenly cover.

Everything is born or destroyed, a small world is evolving, and nothing exists again. There is only one ancient Buddha, which sounds the word "Yu".

Next to

, Yan Yun coughed up blood, cracked a blood stain in the middle of his eyebrows, and his body was shocked. If there was no bronze suit, it would probably break apart.

Not far away, the only person who did not escape, under this mysterious ancient sound, instantly became dust and ceased to exist.

"When Ye Fan lost his mind for a short time, the purple gold bowl was full of light, swallowed the world, took it in and sealed it.

In the distant sky, the crows are silent, and everyone's hearts are shaken. What kind of ancient sound is this? Let a person who changes the dragon for the third time become a powder in an instant, and let the evil body like Yan Yunran stop cracking"...

"Amitabha, if I say you transcend, you will surpass you!" The bitter head sneered.

Yan Yun's chaotic frontal bone crack was restored, and it was difficult to calm down. He asked, "Master, what kind of ancient Tianyin is this?" If he hadn't been guarded by the bronze suit, he would have been in danger, and most of his body would have been wiped out.

"This is the supreme six-character truth of my Buddhism. As long as the magic power is strong enough, it can subdue all the strong people in the world." Head road.

In the distance, everyone exclaimed that the six-character truth of Buddhism, Na, Ma, Ma, Ba, Mi, Pi, is the supreme holy skill, which can be subdued to the gods.

There are many temples in Ximo, but only a few oldest holy temples have a word of truth in each hand, which is difficult to gather, and some have been permanently lost.

"This head has a great history. Only those ancient temples have their own true words."

Far away, everyone can't change color.

The legendary six-character ancient sound has the great power of opening up the heavens and the earth. It is infinitely mysterious and supreme. It contains great power, great wisdom and great compassion in the universe.

"Staring..."

The head recites the heavenly sound and constantly adds the purple gold bowl. It is necessary to use this kind of truth to deface Ye Fan and destroy his form and spirit.

The Buddha's light was so heavy that he buried the void. He sat here, turned Ye Fan into the shape of the highest Buddhist holy art, and melted his soul.

"Dang" and "Dang." ..."

Suddenly, the purple gold bowl shook, the sound shook the sky, and cracks appeared, which were about to disintegrate.

This is the Buddha treasure sacrificed by the top holy monk, but it can't stand the terrible force and is going to be broken by life.

"Bun!"

The last sound was shocked, and the bowl was torn apart. Ye Fan bloomed with golden light all over his body and fought out. He was evolving the holy secret of fighting.

"Female!" The head roared out, using this source of the truth to suppress Ye Fan.

"You have the six-character truth of Buddhism, and I have the highest nine secrets of Taoism. Let's see which is weak and which is strong!" Ye Fan drank a lot.

People were stunned. Although many people had already guessed that Ye Fan had one or two of the nine secrets, it was the first time he had heard him admit it.

He evolved the secret of fighting words, his hands moved, and he sang with the universe. His body turned into a dragon shape, smashed the Buddha's voice, and rushed past.

"Puff"

Toutuo was intercepted into two sections, and the blood spewed out. He was extremely unwilling. He said, "Unfortunately, the victory over the Buddha disappeared, and the words were lost. I only got half of it."

In the distant sky, there is a lot of noise, and everyone is shocked. There is also a Buddha in the west desert, and a saint exists in the world!

"Puff"

Ye Fan evolved the fighting formula, and his body bent like a real dragon, turning into the yin and yang dividing line of the Taiji map. He rushed past, waved his right hand, and cut off Yan Yun's messy head.