Chapter 1099 Challenge the Saint

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These two words are too illusory for monks. No one will have this delusion. One day is not holy and one day is an ant.

The difference in strength is too big. It is a chasm, and there is no way to overcome it at all. Even the semi-saint only occasionally has some holy power, but it is difficult to really achieve it.

Saint, completely detached, above all sentient beings, like a god, may I ask how a mortal can slaughter a god? This is too difficult!

The Black Emperor said: ['The boy is not me, 'You can't go against the sky, and the distance between them can't be calculated. In a sense, the saint is another kind of life, and he has not been a human being for a long time.'

Even the killing array it carved is generally difficult to hurt the saint. There is only one reason. The gap is too big. How can ants bite the dragon to death?

"Say... let's be realistic." Duan De also shook his head.

"Isn't there any hope if it's difficult to succeed?" Ye Tong didn't give up. He hoped that his master could rise, except for a bad breath in his heart.

"Unless... find enough divine materials and engrave a shocking killing array by the emperor, there is a possibility of killing the saint." The Black Emperor's Road.

The divine science it is naturally rare in the world. It is a special thing that can be tattooed by the emperor's array, which can be encountered but not sought. Only in this way can it exert the real power of the no beginning array in the corner it has.

"The other thing is that Ye Fan reaches the semi-sacred land, triggers the divine prohibition, destroys the decay, and comprehensively breaks down the 'holy land barrier' before he can he fight with the saint." Duan De said.

These two conditions are too harsh. At least at present, Ye Fan can't do it and can't be achieved.

"This..." Ye Tong's cockroat was dim, and he was depressed for his own master. The ancient people bullied people too much, but they could not fight back.

"Even so, I still want to slaughter the saint!" Ye Fan's words were firm, and then he told the Black Emperor to prepare a platform for him. There was no need for anything else. It must be the chessboard emperor pattern, which could be crossed from the Undead Mountain.

The human saint may be over!

In recent days, some ancient people have been talking about it. In the past few days, Hotan looked down on the southern region and appeared in every huge city, with a posture of never stopping to kill Ye Fan.

These days, Ye Fan has really come back. He has done everything from beheading the emperor and fighting the golden goddess. There is no secret.

Hotan, he is not very old. After awakening, he is the first in the ancient people to be sanctified in this world. He has a special status and will be recorded in history.

Now, he has come out strongly. In these days, the whole eastern wilderness knows that he wants to kill Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, aren't you conceited? What are you doing in front of my teacher? You curl up in the corner and dare not see the light. It's better not to come out for the rest of your life."

Hotan's disciples also went to Nanhuang. His words were sour and ironic, just to humiliate Ye Fan and make his heart difficult.

Ye Fan naturally ignored it. In the past few days, he walked with the ancient land of the southern region, and even took Ye Tong and Long Ma into the fire field, so that they could see the real fairy fire.

In the tenth fire field, a cluster of fairy flames composed of runes was untouchable. They were lucky enough to witness it, and they couldn't help but inhale the cold air from afar.

Even the Black Emperor was in a trance and said, "For so many years, it still exists. It is worthy of being a fairy fire that can make the barren tower float here for thousands of years!"

"The poor road has an ideal. It's too difficult to take this flame for myself and use it for my alchemy." Duan De sighed.

While they were walking around, Hotan was also carrying out a carpet search, because according to the deduction, these people were in the southern region and never left.

"Our ancestors used the human race as blood food, and the taste was delicious. The human saint's body contained precious blood, and the taste should be more wonderful." Hotan's disciples shouted wildly and didn't pay attention to Ye Fan.

is tolerable. Many monks feel annoyed when they hear it. If they have enough cultivation, they will definitely beat them to death.

"Hortan, your grandpa went home and asked you to wipe your nose!" On this day, Longma stood up and responded, resounding like a loudspeaker through half of the southern region.

Of course, it will run away after shouting, control the magic array, and don't give the saint a chance to take action, otherwise ten horse lives are not enough to kill.

Hotan, with a pale face and gloomy eyes, rushed to the place where the dragon and horse's nose appeared at the first time, but he could only stare dryly. There was nothing he could do.

"Hotan, as a saint, you are too embarrassed to compete with Ye Fan. No one has been sanctified. How thick is your skin? Why don't you go and challenge to defeat the Buddha? I'm afraid if you don't go to Mount Sumeru, you will be scared to death.

The dragon horse appeared in another area, Herod's hiss, and like a big lama, shouting all over the world, also sarcastic.

"Ye Fan, if you dare to fight, our teacher will not bully you. Block the mana and crush you with just one finger." Hotan's disciples shouted.

"Hortan, your mother called your disciple to go home and rinse his mouth!" The dragon horse has never been a very authentic master. Although it is auspicious beast, it is not a good stubble.

A dragon horse jumped and shouted around in the southern region. As a result, Hotan kept crossing the star domain and wanted to chase them.

"The sacred body of the human race, what others say about you. In my opinion, it's just a bedbug. It's insignificant. If you dare to appear, just step on it with one foot." Huo Tansen said, it can be imagined how angry he was in his heart, otherwise he would not have said such words.

He is a circle of saints who have proved the fruit of Taoism, but now he has been shouted by a dragon horse again and again. He doesn't regard him as a thing at all, and he really wants to catch it immediately.

"Hortan came to die!" Ye Fan appeared, and he was repeatedly satirized. He began to challenge the saint and wanted to fight with him.

"Hahaqin..." Huo Tan laughed when he learned about it. He rushed there as soon as possible, roared through the sky, and said, "Just because you want to be my enemy. If you don't want to bite the dragon to death, you can't measure yourself!"

In this world, everyone was shocked. Does Ye Fan really want to fight with the saint and get angry?

This is a wasteland, with wormwood and ancient trees. There are many fields in the southern region, and the vast no man's land occupies 90% of the area.

Hotan appeared, poked a big hand from a long distance and grabbed it here. The saint's blow was to turn dozens or hundreds of miles into scorched earth.

"Boom"

Ye Fan appeared. He had no other action. He directly sacrificed to the tripod. Everything was surrounded by mother's spirit, and the force shook violently. The tripod turned over, and the huge flame rushed to the sky.

The nine-color mist has become a wisp of trace. This is the divine flame on the ninth floor of the fire, which can burn the saint, which is extremely turbulent.

As soon as the blazing brilliance came out, the whole wasteland turned into a sea of fire, the earth became magma, and the only few stone mountains were vaporized, leaving nothing at all.

The nine-color fire silk is too horrible. It is not caused by pure high temperature, but also mysterious Taoist power, which can grind the ancestral king to death.

Hotan was shocked. His right hand was burning, the little blood splashed everywhere, and the bones were painful, but after all, he was a saint. With a hard touch, the Taoist turn, and the injury suddenly stopped.

Moreover, he moved thousands of feet across, avoiding the sea of fire in an instant, a cold road!" If you are not a saint, it is dung after all. It is as easy as smashing a tile dog to kill you. Without the corresponding strength, I want to rely on foreign objects to be my enemy, and I don't know whether to live or die!"

However, Ye Fan was also very decisive. At the moment of sacrificing the divine flame, he put away the tripod and stepped into the chessboard array, turned around and left.

"I have locked you as soon as I appear. Do you still want to leave? The immortal king can't save you!" Hotan looked cold, one by one, and a stream of brilliance splashed, which was to smash the vacuum and shake Ye Fan out of the domain gate.

"*..." He was shocked. The domain door was still unmoved and was about to disappear.

This is the checkerboard array. In those years, it was crossed from the undead mountain. The killing array of the ancient emperor did not wipe it out, so it was naturally difficult for the saint to be destroyed.

"You are well prepared, but it's a pity that for the saint, you are just a bedbug after all. Since you are locked by me, there is only one way to die!" Hotan didn't care, sneered, stepped in one step, and followed up at Lina, who was closed at the domain gate.

By his side, a total of four disciples followed him, shrouded in his holy glory, and also entered the domain gate at the same time to chase and kill Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

After Ye Fan came out, he stepped straight into another domain gate. This place was soaring in the sky, and all kinds of Taoist lines were activated together, turning into a peerless killing array.

This is carefully laid by the Black Emperor. Taking advantage of the mountains and rivers, although he has no figure, with the Yuantian God Array, he has achieved a terrible seven-out array!

Huo Tan roared and shook out the holy glory all over the sky. His whole body was crisscrossed, and there were dozens of scars. If it hadn't been for his protection, the four disciples would have been cut into mud.

"I didn't expect the saint to be so horrible. A fine imperial array did not wipe him out, but the spider... there is no divine material carving array." Ye Fan said to himself, did not enter the void, directly smashed the platform left outside, and did not give Hotan a chance to track down.

"If you want to run, you don't have your way to live. Do you really think the saint is humiliating? Atone for your sins with blood!" Huo Tan sneered and shook his hand to sacrifice something. The smashed array was quickly restored and returned to its original state. He took his disciples to forcibly open the domain door and chased him.

This is a secret treasure given to him by a great saint. It is useless for you to cross the outside of the country. You can temporarily restore your array all the way, like a shadow.

There is no doubt that this is a must-kill game. You can't get rid of a saint at all. It won't take long to be caught up. It's more difficult to survive than to the sky.

"The Eucharist of the human race, you think you have prepared enough. In front of my teacher, it is useless for you to use all kinds of means. If you are not strong, it is useless to say anything!"

"A little divine flame, Ting and a broken ancient emperor also want to destroy the saint. You are too naive. My teacher is well prepared for you. He specially borrowed the secret treasure, so that you have no way to escape!"

"It's just a small begger, and he dares to challenge the saint. I kill you like a chicken!"

Several disciples of Hotan laughed. They were in the holy light, followed up quickly, and saw Ye Fan's figure in the void.

Test"

However, what they didn't expect was that Ye Fan sacrificed the platform again in the void, changed the path of the void in the eternal darkness, and disappeared again.

The void changed direction and changed the road. This method made Hotan change his color and clenched his fist hard, thinking that he had lost it.

Test"

He stroked hard, and the secret treasure in the palm flashed. He wanted to restore a damaged array in the dark void in front of him, and followed in.

"I didn't expect the Monkey King's secret treasure to be so wonderful..." He laughed and no longer took it.

Ye Fan fled quickly and changed the formation more than a dozen times. Every time it was in the void, but he could never get rid of Hotan. If other saints had been thrown away.

"The Great Sage's means are awe-inspiring and can be pursued all the way. He can't get rid of us."

At the same time, a disciple of Hotan was surprised and deeply afraid of the Taoism of the ancient sage.

"Where is this? Every time it changes direction in the void, I don't know the direction at all, and there is no way to predict the way forward." Another disciple frowned.

How many platforms can he have? When he runs out, he will die in front of him, and the master can crush him with one finger!"

In a short time, Ye Fan's figure was getting closer and closer, and he could almost see it. With a sneer at the corners of his mouth, he poked out a big hand and grabbed it forward, trying to press him to death!

"Boom!"

At this moment, the domain door opened, and Ye Fan rushed out of the void, entered the real world, and fell out.

"He has no platform, and death is in front of him, ha ha..."

"The Eucharist of the human race, you are on the verge of death!"

Hotan's four disciples were overjoyed and smiled cruelly.

Hotan crickets are cold! His purple hair was scattered, and Yawei's tall body was as fendant as a mountain. He walked forward first and took a step forward, and as a result, he stumbled to the ground.

behind him, his four disciples were even more unbearable, falling directly from the sky to the ground, covered with blood stains.

"Say...where is it, how did we...lost the mana!?"

The four disciples were afraid and played drums in their hearts, feeling that something was wrong.

Hotan has also changed his color. His Taoist walk has been pressed to the lowest level and it is difficult to operate, which makes his hair stand on end. You know, he is a saint!

In the four fields, there is silence, the vegetation is abundant, and the ancient medicine is tens of thousands of years old. This place is too quiet, and there is no sound, like a dead place.

In front of him, Ye Fan stood with a dark gold spear and looked very cold, very calm and calm, and no longer escaped.

"What is this place?" Hotan felt thrilling. As a saint, he could move with less power at this time, and he couldn't even fly.

Ah... My Taoism, the origin of my life!" One of Hotan's disciples shouted in horror. He felt that he had not only lost his mana, but also his life was passing quickly, and his face slowly crawled out of wrinkles!

"Noise!"

Ye Fan hummed coldly! He left a shadow in place, crossed Hotan, and pierced the eyebrows of one of his disciples with a bang. The blood splashed high and picked him up.

"Band"

He shook his hand hard, and the dead body flew dozens of feet away. It didn't move on the spot, and a large amount of blood flowed out.

"You... Chuan..." Huo Tan was furious. He was a saint. How could he allow Ye Fan to be presumptuous and brush forward with his palm? However, the vast power like the sea did not surge. Ye Fan swept it out with one shot, and there were golden halos between his palms and fingers. The strength was amazing, and the

Hotan snorted, and after his arm touched the long gun, he trembled, almost **, extremely painful. He knew that it was bad. In this place, even if he had a way to go to heaven, it would be useless!

"What the hell is this place?"

"Welcome to the ancient forbidden land. Today I want to slaughter the saint and send you on the road!" Ye Fan said coldly.