Chapter 865 The Holy One

Yuan Gu died, and his ambition, his loneliness, and his regrets turned into light rain. Disperse with the wind.

In the end, such a strong man cut off the Tao, but he could not cut off his thoughts and true feelings. He carried a heavy burden. He came to this world alone to prove the Tao and chewed the sadness. He had flesh and tears.

When the light and rain disappeared, the sunset glow dissipated, the sky darkened, the sad wind blew through the desolate land, and everything came to an end.

Ye Fan won, but there was no due joy. At the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he whispered sadly, opened his arms, stretched out to the void without light, alone to the darkness, and those words touched him.

Throw everything away for the hope in your heart, but in the end it is empty. How many people in the world have been like this, struggling, sad and happy, lonely, and finally fruitless. Everyone is the only protagonist in his own life and has his own story. The Yuan Dynasty is not strong. Because of different positions and different roads, it is not right or wrong to fight with Ye Fan. In the end, he only became a pile of scattered white bones on the emperor's road, and his love and hatred came to an end.

This is the ruthless road of proof. Give up, let go, and throw away your relatives and true feelings, but in the end, there may be no result, and you can't get anything. With your own blood and bones, you will be cast into the road to become the emperor of others, leaving a sad song.

Similarly, in the place, similar things happened in the ancient times. The life-and-death confrontation between the two geniuses can be called the peak battle of the young emperor, which made the heavens boil.

The Yuan Emperor won the battle and defeated the most powerful enemy in his life. From then on, he embarked on the road of proof. A new reincarnation began a million years later, but his descendants were defeated and died.

Qixiayuan, a place destined to be extraordinary, may be a pair of young emperors competing for power in 100,000 or millions of years, leaving another legend.

The whole battlefield is silent, and people see the light and rain leave, disappear and disperse. The ultimate wish of the Yuangu is to return to Taigu, which is obviously impossible.

I don't know who sighed first. Yuan Gu was also a true temperament, but in the end it ended so gloomy, which touched the hearts of ambitious people.

Short silence" The people of the primitive lake roared unwillingly. Many people rushed up, murderous, turned into a flood and swept away by Ye Fan. The huge plain was killed, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves.

The black fog is surging, the murderous intention is rolling, and the blood is dripping in the hearts of many people in the primitive lake. This is the eighth generation of the Yuan Emperor. He lived to prove the Tao, and died like this. They felt as if they had lost a treasure and lost tens of thousands of years of luck.

"Buzz"

A cold light flew out and shot at Ye Fan's head in the battlefield. It was a small silver spear with chopsticks, which was an ancient treasure. He pointed straight to his eyebrows and wanted to nail it to death.

Ye Fan turned sideways and did not pick it up, because the long silver spear of the chopsticks was rippled into pieces, and the seal was engraved with infinite lines, which was not something that ordinary people could sacrifice.

Sure enough, all kinds of contacts were dense, and it collapsed by itself and turned into a small world. It wanted to devour him in, and a strong man wanted to take him away.

Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed, and the purple gold hammer shook out a wave. This was a mutilated holy soldier, which smashed the small world on the spot and turned it into flying ash.

"Kill him!"

I don't know who shouted loudly, and a big blue claw came from the void, covering the sky. "It actually sent out a wisp of saint's power to destroy Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed again" A wisp of purple gold ripple shot out, like a real dragon leaping and shining, blocking the big hand, and he himself retreated quickly.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Cut off the holy body of the human race and avenge the Yuan ancient concubine." Someone shouted in Qixiayuan.

At the same time, several big hands came down from different people from the sky, all of whom had a wisp of saint's power, horrible and frightening.

They are all masters. They have stepped into the realm of the ancestor king with one foot. Such a person can sweep one side and destroy several clans. It is a final kill to Ye Fan.

"What do you mean by my decisive battle with the ancient times, life and death?" Ye Fan looked at Gao Tian.

"If you dare to kill the ancient queen, you can't atone for your sins. How can you survive? Pay it back with your humble life!" In the end, a total of six big hands poked down, not the real ancestor, but also close.

Ye Fan's eyebrows bloomed with purple gold wave, a total of six, shooting at six big hands respectively, each containing a wisp of the nine-color flame of the fire field, which can burn everything.

"chi"

In the sky, all six big hands shivered and quickly sank into the void. No one understood what was going on.

"What are you waiting for? The human body killed the blood of the ancient emperor. This is a great sin. We can't redeem him. Let's kill him together." Someone shouted and secretly encouraged.

Ye Fan paid cold attention to it. Whether it was the few people who just took action or these shouting people, they were not the royal family of the primitive lake. Some people deliberately provoked their disputes.

"Fair duel, this war has come to an end. You are tempting. Do you want Jushi Lake to go to war with the human race?" He also abandoned people and drank so much.

At the same time, a dazzling light steamed up, and the road lines were all over the sky, and the blood was like the sea. The barbarian king came out, flicked his fingers one after another, and someone kept screaming. There was a black black turtle on his head.

In the crowd, more than a dozen people turned into blood and disappeared. It was the people who had just been secretly provoking, and none of them survived.

"When did the primitive lake fall into such a situation? Do some cats and dogs want to use them as guns and let them fight against the human race?" ...King Dou opened his mouth.

"Boom"

The people of the primitive lake finally stated that it was endless murderous, boiling, and a group of people forced forward. There was an ancestor king, whose qi and blood were in the sky, so that many people couldn't help kneeling down and couldn't stand the pressure.

This is a group of murderous gods of death. Yuangu is the hope of their family, but it died like this, which is an immeasurable loss.

It can be expected that in the next 10,000 years, Xuehuang Mountain, Shencanling, Huolin Cave, etc. will be more prosperous, because of the existence of the ancient prince, but the eighth farewell of the Yuan Emperor has fallen, and the situation of the primitive lake is worrying.

"When you don't use a gun, it's not your turn." An old man in the primitive lake looked cold. He waved his sleeves and rolled it to the barbarian king, making it clear that he was not good.

Especially in the middle of the ancestor king, every pore of his body is flowing and killing, and wisps are overflowing along the pores, crushing the world and even his clan dare not approach. His white hair is scattered, and his eyes are empty and scary.

The ancestor stared at the black turtle on the barbarian king's head and said, "Yaochi will have an agreement. Do you want to break this rule if all the saints don't show their magical power?"

"You can't talk nonsense. It's the little barbarian who just took action, not the great Xuanwu. I know that you are resentful in your heart. The ancient emperor's blood is dead, and you just want to find an excuse to take action." Xuangui Road.

"Bun"

In the other direction, a powerful breath came all over the world, and another ancestor Wangxian was dressed in a blue-gold suit, coming from the horizon like a god of war, and two steps were close.

"The holy body of the human race is amazing. It's so decisive and ruthless that even the descendants of the Yuan Emperor say they will kill it." Obviously, the comers are also not good. Although he did not come from the primitive lake, he obviously came for them.

"In the decisive battle of life and death, I will be killed in a fair duel. Do you want to repeat the truth here?" Ye Fan said humbly that he had been psychologically prepared for such a thing.

The mother of all things flew out, hanging above Ye Fan's head, and a line of divine power fell to protect his body. The nine-color flame in it was ready to be sacrificed at any time, and the blood killed everyone, no matter whether he was the ancient king or the royal family.

"It's amazing. If you kill the Queen of Yuan now, will you also trample me under your feet in the future?" The third ancestor king appeared, wearing a purple gold crown and carrying his hands. He stepped down from the night sky and stepped on Ye Fan's head with one foot. He wanted to walk to death.

"You have went too much. It's up to you to fight a fair battle!" The black turtle on the barbarian king's head opened his mouth and exhaled a light to block the ancestral king's feet, shaking him back a few steps.

"Kill him!"

Many people in the primitive lake can't stand it and can't accept this fact. Many people surround them together and all want to take action against Ye Fan.

The black Xuangu on the head of the barbarian king spit out light in his mouth and said, "Do you really want to break the rules and force the great Xuanwu to take action?" Its words were like thunder, shaking these people upside down and could not get close.

The white-haired ancestor of the primitive lake snorted coldly, took a step forward, and met the black turtle, blocking its breath. An inch of divine sword in the middle of his eyebrows was brilliant, and everyone was shocked. It was the Yuanhuang sword, which was used by the Yuan Dynasty not long ago, and the power was obvious to all.

Not everyone has six reincarnation fists to resist. The Yuanhuang Daojian is the final taboo secret skill. It has the power to kill all major enemies, and almost no one can resist, especially by the ancestor king-level figures!

"All the saints don't show their magical power. Are they really going to become a piece of paper?" The banquet turtle opened his mouth, showing a solemn look.

In the sky, the ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown showed an indifferent smile at the corners of his mouth. Then he stepped down and stepped on Ye Fan's head with one foot, trying to step down alive.

"Buzz"

There was a trembling in the void, and he withdrew far away from the sky. This time he still failed to step down because of the appearance of a rickety and skinny old man.

The saint of Tianxuan Stone Square stood beside Ye Fan. The ancient well had no waves and a flat look. He said, "This battle is over, and it's all over."

"You said it would end when it came to an end?" The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown in the sky sneered.

"I believe that the people of Primitive Lake have their own demeanor." The old saint of Tianxuan Stone Square said, and his eyes were blazing, and he stared at the Purple Crown King.

"Step-on..." He couldn't help but take a few steps back, showing his surprise. The God King in White at the Yaochi Grand Meeting made a reputation, but the ancients did not know about the other saints of the human race. At this time, he couldn't help but be shocked, which was also unfathomable!

"The saints of the human race are really daunting, but do you think you can keep the Eucharist?" The ancestor king wearing a purple gold crown carried his hands on his back, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and looked into the distance.

At the end of that direction, nine ancient beasts stopped in the sky, pulling an ancient chariot across the void, revealing the simplicity and atmosphere. The Nine Phoenix King, who had been praised by the Holy Emperor's gang, was there!

Ye Fan opened his mouth, his words sound like a sword, and said, "Not every ancestor king is as minded as you. Don't you want to get rid of me? I'll just stand here and see how you can touch me!" It ended in 2011, calling for the last monthly ticket of the year. The first chapter is.

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