Chapter 1484 Turning Hands into the Cloud

"Who has taken away the flowers?" Long Ma shouted and stayed in Tianzhi Village for a long time. The little bald man ran before and after, although he often framed it with the Black Emperor, Duan De and others. But who will argue with him? It's just a child. It's more cute to be naughty, and it's weird to have a black belly.

But the little bastard in my memory has been taken away, and I may not know them in the future. From then on, I broke off the relationship with Ye Fan and the strangers of the village of heaven. How can it not make people angry?

"It's the strongest from Mount Sumer." An old man from the Ji family replied.

"Sure enough, it's them!" Ye Fan's eyes suddenly came down coldly, and the murderous intention was pervasive.

He knew that Huahua was bound to have a cause and effect with Buddhism, all because of the "Zangzang" of the earth. When Huahua fell into the ancient cave in the Tibetan area when she was three years old, she accidentally got the Buddhist scriptures and was included in the subconscious.

If Huahua is a living Buddhist fairy scripture, if it is known by the teacher, it will naturally not be let go and will be introduced to Mount Xumi.

However, Ye Fan didn't expect that Huahua would be so sad. If the Buddha plotted the scriptures on him, it would be fine, and he would be revitalized and suppressed. It was not so much conservatized as surrender and enslavement!

This is a very tragic ending. It is better to die in battle than to be punished by the crime of dehumanization. This is handed down from the ancient strong, because if he is a servant who has lost himself.

Obviously, that person is very powerful, and Huahua does not have the ability to resist, otherwise he will never fall into the most tragic situation.

"Conversely with them, these bald people are too much. Do you really want me to wait for bullying and calm down their Xumi Mountain!" The dragon horse shouted and couldn't wait to take action immediately.

"Do you want to defeat the Buddha in the west desert?" Ye Fan calmed down and asked the Ji family.

"The ancient Buddha has been away for many years and has entered the depths of the universe, and now Mount Xumi is no longer in charge of him." The saint of the Ji family said.

Ye Fan nodded. If he had defeated the Buddha, such a thing would definitely not have happened. The water in the west desert is deep. There are too many secrets hidden in Mount Sumer, and now it's finally going to be right?

A elder said, "I have heard that the master of Xumi Mountain now comes from outside the country, and I don't know whether it is true or not. Some people also say. An old monk who was suppressed by the defeated Buddha in the past escaped from the dungeon and became the leader of the Great Leiyin Temple.

"You'll know when you go." Ye Fan's eyes were fheading. Through the treasure window of the Void Emperor's Hall, he looked at the end of the sky, and his mood was full of ups and downs.

Kill his disciples, save his disciples, and every incident is extremely vicious. This is the hatred and pain of cutting his heart, which makes him unbearable!

He had been away for too long, and his disciples were bullied like this. If his peers competed with each other, it would be fine, but a group of old antiques jumped out, bullied the small one by one, suppressed his disciples, and made him kill Ling Tian. The battle is surging, and we must ask for an explanation.

"Well, in recent months. The Jinwu clan is very active. Some people speculate that Ye Tong may not be dead. The clan found his clues and is chasing him. He wants to be executed by Ling Chi. A veteran said a piece of gossip, which had no basis.

When Ye Fan heard this, he immediately made a decision to visit the Jinwu people first, and then go to Ximo. Flowers have been moderated, and there is no difference between a day earlier and a day later. And Ye Tong may have the worry of his life.

Then, Ye Fan learned some information about the others in Tianzhi Village. The little sparrow is now on the run and has not been caught, but it is very dangerous. The ancients wanted to recruit the silver-blooded emperors and forced them to join. Li Heishui and Dongfangye once went to Ximo to knock on the customs. I wanted to save Huahua, but it was almost reduced...

Ye Fan listened and looked very cold.

"Where is the Jinwu people and where do they stay in Beidou?" Long Ma asked.

"I don't know where they are. They are very cautious, but there will be Jinwu strong people across the world every day. It's easy to find their people." The saint of the Ji family replied.

Ye Fan got up and said goodbye. Time was tight and could not be delayed. He didn't want his disciple to be hunted down 30 years later, and he happened to die when he came back.

A group of important people in the Ji family got up and kept sending them out of the door. This is a rare courtesy. There has been no such thing for many years.

"You have to be careful." Ji Ziyue told me.

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Next time I will visit you with a heavy gift."

Some important figures in the Ji family showed joy and nodded secretly to let Ji Ziyue continue to send a distance until they crossed the big river in front of the door - Ji Shui.

The land in the east is still the same, the magnificent mountains and rivers remain unchanged, and there are many more sacred breaths. From time to time, there are streamer lights passing through the mountains and rivers.

Ye Fan soared up to the sky, looked at the field, thought carefully, and then rushed straight to the sky with the dragon and horse to the extraterritorial battlefield.

There is the most news about the daily battle of the saints there. I remember that when I came here, I saw the Jinwu people clashing with people and had a big confrontation.

Outside the sky, the vastness is vast, the big stars are rotating, the corpses, broken soldiers, meteorites are suspended in the ancient battlefield, all kinds of utensils are available, and saints roar from time to time.

Ye Fan's speed is so fast that they appeared in outer space almost in a blink of an eye, overlooking the vast ancient realm and looking for their enemies.

Such a group of people suddenly, so many people will naturally make people shocked, because non-saints dare not come here.

"Have you ever seen the Jinwu people?" Long Ma asked.

There were a total of six or seven people in this area. Hearing his words were all indifferent, no one responded, and they didn't want to get involved in right and wrong. However, they are not calm. Is this trouble for the fire mulberry stars?

Gu Jinpeng spread his wings, the wind was magnificent, and the golden divine feathers were overwhelming. He rushed to the distance in an instant and began to take the initiative to look for it.

The dragon horse roared and went out with other saints to enter the more distant battlefield. Only Ye Fan stood here without moving.

"The Jinwu people were still fighting just now, in that direction." Someone secretly pointed out and told Ye Fan.

At present, he took a step, the sun and the moon turned upside down, and he disappeared in an instant, appeared in another direction, and rushed to the battlefield in the distance.

This is a vast area. The heroes compete for hegemony. Over the years, the sages outside the country have been coming, bringing a lot of disasters. From time to time, conflicts are naturally a shocking war.

Golden-winged Dapeng, Dragon Horse, Black Bear Saint and so on are all over the world, looking for Jinwu. Along the way, they naturally made a scene. Many strong people were surprised and wanted to see what was going on and followed this way.

This is the central ancient battlefield. A large number of people are fighting in a scuffle, when Ye Fan appeared. He found a golden crow at the first time. He didn't say anything and grabbed it forward.

Everyone is horrified. This is a powerful Jinwu. But how dare someone to catch it with bare hands like this? Do you think it's a chicken?

"Who are you? Do you want to be my enemy of the Jinwu people?" This golden crow shouted, flapping its wings to the sky, avoiding the big hand. It was thrilling and felt an extremely dangerous air machine.

"Who is this? How dare you do that?" Everyone was surprised that the young man who suddenly appeared was too strong.

The golden black roared, cut through the sky, and the sound spread to the distance. It was frightened and covered by a big hand, and wanted to call the people.

"Puff"

Almost in an instant, the rain of blood flew. Ye Fan grabbed the holy golden black in his hand. With a little force, the bones were broken and the tendons were broken. The golden feathers flew and almost pinched to death!

Everyone inhaled the cold air and was shocked. This person is too powerful. This is really clending chickens. It's effortless to deal with an ancient bird of holy blood.

"Who is he?"

"I've never seen it. Is it a new strong man? Which star field does it come from?"

This battlefield is a lot of people, and there are many masters, most of whom are extraterritorial saints. It has only been a hundred years since the Beidou came to the Big Dipper, and I have never seen Ye Fan in the past.

Of course, there are also ancient saints here. They stared at the center of the field incredulously and couldn't believe their eyes.

"Is it... he... came back?"

"It's so powerful!"

These people are out of the air and shut up quickly. They beat the drums in their hearts and think about it secretly.

"Where is the nest of the Jinwu people?" Ye Fan looked down at Jinwu in his hand and asked indifferently.

"Rumble"

In the distance, there was a roar of breaking the air, and a huge golden warship appeared, with banners flying on it. The ship was full of Jinwu masters, one by one with cold eyebrows and murderous atmosphere.

They heard the roar of the same clan, and just now, Longma, Golden-winged Dapeng and others also made a lot of noise when they were looking for the clan, and they learned about it, so they came from the adjacent battlefield for the first time.

"Who dares to bully me? Don't you want to live?" On the warship, an old Jinwu shouted sharply and showed his murderous intention.

The golden chariot rumbled, crushing the sky, emitting dazzling lumindor, like a golden cloud, shocking.

Obviously, this is a super master. I don't know how many years he has been the Holy Bird King, and he is strong. And there is no shortage of saints on the warship. With him as the leader, everyone is awe-inspiring to kill.

Everyone is uneasy. There is no doubt that the power of the Jinwu people is strong, but such a ship of strong people appear at the same time is rare in recent years. Where is this going to fight?

"You are ready to go, full of people, are you going to chase and kill Ye Tong?" Ye Fan said indifferently.

"What's the matter? What does it have to do with you to chase and kill that little evil barrier?" Lao Jinwu said coldly.

Finally, someone on the warship recognized Ye Fan, with a look of fear on his face. He secretly sent a voice to Lao Jinwu and said, "No, this man is a little familiar. He is... the Eucharist more than a hundred years ago, he... is back!"

"What, it's him!" Old Jinwu's heart sank. Not to mention the Holy Body, as long as he came back from the ancient road alive, he could hardly mess with it.

"Hurry up and let go of the strong of our clan, otherwise you will die without a burial place!" A young Jinwu didn't know anything about it. He shouted, looked arrogant, and his eyes were frozen.

"Pa"

Old Jinwu gave the young Jinwu a big mouth, slapped him bloody, let him shut up, quickly gave the order, and immediately broke the void and wanted to escape.

"Bullying my disciples, and now I dare to roar." Ye Fan said calmly, with a cruel smile, slowly stretched out a golden hand and pressed it forward.

The heaven and earth suddenly collapsed, and a golden hand fell, covering the world, like a golden cloud pressing down, which was vast and unpredictable.

"Chill"

The ancient ship was torn apart and disintegrated in an instant.

And at the same time, all the people on the ship shouted in horror, including the leader, the old Jinwu, who has been the holy king for many years, and he is creepy and can't fight against it.

"Puff", "Puff"...

Pieces of blood splashed, one after another, the flesh and blood splashed, and the bones fell everywhere, as if they had been directly crushed by Wanjun's heavy pressure.

"Ah...no!"

The people who became the ship screamed, and all the golden blacks burst out, and the blood fog was filled. Almost in an instant, the whole golden black of the whole boat was destroyed by Ye Fan's golden big hand.

"Who is this? It's terrible!"

There are many saints in this area. When they see this scene, they are all shocked. They are covered with cold hair and cold from head to toe. This kind of combat power is shocking.

"It's him... the holy body of the human race, I saw him more than a hundred years ago!" Finally, in addition to the ancient people, some of the saints outside the region recognized Ye Fan and couldn't help screaming.

"What, it turned out to be the coming back of the Eucharist of the human race?" Everyone was shocked, and a storm surged in their hearts.

The human body has been walking for more than a hundred years. Unexpectedly, it will return today. With such a strong force, its invincible posture shocked everyone and shocked people.

After a short period of tranquility, the place suddenly boiled!

All kinds of noisy voices sounded, and the Eucharist of the human race returned. The news was like thunder. Everyone who was shocked was in a daze and quickly spread on this battlefield, destined to be shocked **.