Chapter 857 The Beginning of Poverty-stricken Road

Chapter 875 The Beginning of the Poor Road

In the northern region, it is difficult to see green mountains and green water, the red land is boundless, the Gobi is cool, lack of vitality, walking all the way, hundreds of thousands of miles without people, a sad scene.

However, in the near future, this barren land has gradually become active, and more and more monks have become more and more, especially the ancient cities, which are gradually lively.

The inn is almost full, especially the oasis near Qixiayuan, which is so overcrowded that many monks have to go away.

"The peak duel, the battle between the Eucharist of the human race and the ancient times is not only the most influential collision of the younger generation, but also a confrontation between the two races. I have to watch it!"

This is not what one person is talking about, but everyone is talking about it, everyone is waiting, because the date is approaching and it is about to start.

In the north and south, there are five vast regions, many races, almost all practitioners are moved by the wind, and I don't know how many strong people are coming to watch a war.

The battle had a great impact, like a meteorite flying from the sky and falling into the ocean, stirring up a big storm sweeping the whole ancient star.

It can be said that now it has attracted the attention of the world, and everyone is looking forward to the start of this war.

The atmosphere in the northern region is gradually tense, which makes people feel suffocating. In three days, Qixiayuan will start the war!

Ye Fan has come back. After meditating for a long time and understanding all the methods, he held a scepter and began to look at the ancient scrolls of the heavenly court.

Together with Qi Luo, he has completed the inheritance of the heavenly court, and now all the mysteres are obvious, no longer missing, and the killing scriptures is perfect.

Ye Fan held the book of time, calmed down and thought silently. The art of killing is a little contrary to his way, but it is undeniable that there is something unique in order to kill and prove the way, and play it vividly.

"What's going on with the world and hell? Have they done anything recently?"

This period of time was too quiet, which made him feel alarmed. If in the duel with the Yuangu, the two gods would be in trouble, it would undoubtedly be devastating.

"There is a big trouble in the world..." Li Heishui laughed.

This ancient divine dynasty was targeted by the people of Shencanling. After being killed by a Dacheng king last time, now another giant has been lost, and the "thousands of feet of red dust world" is broken.

The news is undoubtedly shocking. This is an unimaginable loss. There are thousands of worlds of worlds. This divine dynasty claims to be 9,000 feet in size, with a total of nine small world halls.

The master of Shencanling followed with the secret skill of "drawing silk and peeling cocoons" and found such a heavy place. A small world was shattered, and no one could escape.

"The old silkworm, who is still the guardian of the silkworm Taoist, is the only one who took action and split the thousand-foot red dust palace, and the news will soon spread all over the north."

There is a special channel in Tianzhi Village, and they got the news at the first time, but it hasn't spread yet, but they know it first.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for a riot in the northern region, and such a disturbance occurred before the battle between the Holy Body of the Human race and the Yuan Dynasty, which made people wonder.

Soon, the old story of Shencanling was mentioned again. This is the second king they killed. Is it the head of this divine dynasty in the world? Ask Ye Fan for the elixir of immortality.

Ye Fan responded and asked them to go to Tianxuan Stone Square, the divine city, to get the source. The king of Dacheng is not the head of the world. This divine dynasty has a killing saint.

Is there a saint-level killer? The world was shocked, like a gust of autumn wind sweeping by, making people shudder.

The old Taoist in Shenzhenling was silent, but he didn't want to give up because of it. Their nine wonderful elixir flew away, and now it has taken root in the ancient abyss and wants to make up for it.

The restless northern region, restless people's hearts, the war is coming, the mountains and rain are coming, and every wave makes people's nerves tense.

"Tell me the clues between the world and hell." Ye Fan closed the book of time and looked at Qi Luo.

"What do you want to do?" Zilla was shocked.

"These days, I have learned some wonderful skills that need to be tested and tried." Ye Fan said.

The Village of Heaven, for the remnants of the heavenly court in the past, has mastered a lot of clues about hell and the world, but due to its limited strength, it has been unbearable and can't be difficult.

"I'll clean up those branches and leaves. It has nothing to do with the overall situation. Give me a list of what can be killed." Ye Fan asked for it.

"That's true. You can go and find the feeling of life-and-death battle." Ziro nodded.

At the same time, Yuan Gu was also in action, breaking through the 18 Taigu dead passes of the primitive lake, which was set up by the people after the test of the Yuan Emperor in the past, and he passed smoothly.

"Before the war starts, I have to make my blood boil, and then destroy the holy body of the murderer in one fell swoop!" Yuan Gu left the primitive lake on this day and also came out.

On this day, the northern region was uneasy, and deaths occurred one after another. The first young generation of the ghost clan was punched and smashed, the two heroes of the fallen feather clan were taken off their heads, and the young master of the blood power royal family was stamped to death!

The ancient times attacked and killed all the way. These people were very powerful and conceited. The emperor who once provoked him was majestic, but now he has been killed by him, leaving no one alive.

"Puff"

In a barren mountain, another piece of blood rain flew. Yuan Gu killed the thirteenth strong man, and let the blood fall all over his body, and his whole body was full of magic.

Thick black hair, tall body, terrible eyes, staring into the distance, he whispered, "My blood is about to boil, the holy body of the human race, I'm waiting for you!"

Ye Fan walked out of the village of heaven, held a book of life and death, searched according to the above, where he passed, killed the people of hell and the world, and set off a storm.

The war is about to start, and such a storm has made the atmosphere in the northern region more and more tense. No one knows that the two protagonists who will fight are in action.

"Who are you..." In an ancient Taoist temple in the barren mountain, several old killers with their hands stained with blood did not close their eyes. They have trained many children, and now they have been uprooted.

"The beginning of the poor road." At this time, Ye Fan turned into a young Taoist priest, fighting with a sword and killing everywhere.

Half a day later, in an ancient mausoleum, Ye Fan entered the underground alone, and began to kill again. Another place was secretly picked. Ye Fan used all kinds of magic tricks to make it a bloody world, with more than a hundred corpses.

Hell, Dongfangye and Li Heishui, who have been killed in the world, have no way to go to the sky and have no way to enter the earth. So far, Pang Bo does not know where he is. Liu Kou's head is in a different place. Ye Fan has a anger in his heart, which has been suppressed and has long been

In this battle, Ye Fan killed from the northern region to the central region, which can be described as blood flowing into a river. The Killer God Dynasty suffered heavy losses and many secret areas were wiped out.

At the beginning of the poor road, the four words represent death, holding a book of life and death, killing from north to south, and the whole eastern wilderness is in chaos.

A young man who specializes in killing the ancient killer god dynasty, a ruthless demon king, and a Taoist priest who turns the wheel of life and death, named Yuan Shi, deterred the eight wildernesses.

It is one word away from the Wushi Emperor. This Taoist priest named Yuanshi caused a storm on this day, which was like a broken bamboo. Wherever he passed, he accumulated blood and ambushed his body, and it was difficult to live!

"Little leaves are on the rise, don't stop it." Li Heishui is worried.

Qi Luo said, "It doesn't matter. This time it's a bloody battle of life and death. Magic, realm, etc. are not the ultimate battle. He has realized that he has watched the heavenly court killing scriptures, and now he is looking for that bloody instinct. Success and failure are very simple, only between life and death!"

In the world, the world is full of hustle and bustle, accompanied by sorrows and joys, and there is no liberation. A killer god takes this as the name, but it also represents an artistic conception. Once entangled by them, this life will come to an end.

This ancient temple, known as being able to measure 9,000 feet of red dust, once brilliant, overlooking the world, with the skulls of kings piled up into an immortal ancient palace.

In the past two days, countless disciples and disciples in the world died, which was a big blow. A young Taoist named Yuanshi was furious.

In the end, Ye Fan gave up, and tomorrow he will fight with Yuangu, and he also found that feeling.

At the same time, on a big mountain in the northern region, the Yuan Dynasty stood in blood, and even the buns were glued together. He showed a mouthful of snow-white teeth and said to himself, "The holy body of the human race, I can't wait!"

He was full of the belief of victory. The blood of war in his body was boiling, his confidence was a hundred times, and his will to fight rose, killing the enemy, which made him cultivate an invincible domineering spirit and wanted to bathe in the holy blood.

Only one day away, the war will begin, and the world will gather in the northern region. Many people are waiting for the countdown silently.

The Divine City is the center of the Northern Regions, and now it is even more noisy. There are too many people and too many masters. Many people are betting in this casino, and they have begun to bet on who can win.

Now, the major stone workshops are deserted. No one is gambling on stones. They are all fighting over the victory and defeat of the human sacred body and the ancient times. Both teahouses and inns are all overcrowded.

In addition, one array after another has already been carved, and tomorrow morning, there will be endless monks crossing the void and going to Qixiayuan.

There is no doubt that this kind of gambling has also triggered one discussion after another, endless quarrels, and even a lot of bloodshed.

"What is the holy body of the human race? How can it be discussed with the blood of the ancient emperor? There is no doubt that he will die this time!" The person who can say such a thing is naturally an ancient monk.

Some monks of the human race refuted and said, "The Yuan Dynasty can't do it. There is no doubt that it will be defeated this time. The holy body of the human race has even broken the curse. Unless the young emperor comes back to life, no one in the same generation can defeat him!"

"How can the ancient emperor compare with the ancient emperor? As their descendants, I believe that the Yuan Dynasty can split the emperor of the human race alive, let alone a holy body."

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This is a big quarrel. It is the same in all parts of the Northern Regions, and there have been a lot of bloodshed. The duel between Ye Fan and Yuan Gu has risen to the question of which is higher or lower, the ancient emperor and the ancient emperor.

The noisy northern region, restless people's hearts, and the atmosphere before the war are extremely tense. This battle has a far-reaching impact and involves a lot, and most of it will be published in history books.

"The imperial art is amazing, and it will definitely overwhelm the mysterious magic of the human race and kill the holy body!"

"The ancient emperor died early, and the human emperor may still be alive. It has already been known!"

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This is no longer a duel between two people. It involves all kinds of forces behind them. Everyone is talking about it, and many people are arguing.

Who is weak or strong in the blood of the human body and the ancient emperor?

The final secret of the ancient emperor, the extreme mystery of the ancient emperor, this time will compete, the two, the ultimate confrontation, who is better?

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