Chapter 531: The Invincible Half-Day Man

Shrink the ground into an inch.

A hundred feet away is just an inch in Yang Fan's eyes.

The legendary great power was truly displayed on him, which immediately shocked the audience.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor was suffocated, his eyes were dull, and he looked at the majestic figure that fit half of the world in the distance, backed by the vast natural power of the world.

With a calm cloud and a gentle breeze, Yang Fan stepped forward.

It is a step away, but it is easy to cross a hundred feet away, which is even more chic and comfortable than the short distance movement of Xiangyun boots.

Yang Fan carried his hands on his back, closed his eyes, stepped on the pulse of the earth, and stepped towards Saint Yehan.

At the level of power, he is still in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he doesn't look stronger than the Nascent Soul Cultivator.

However, the spiritual artistic conception surrounding him blends into half of the world, and he has the initiative, backed by the vast natural power between heaven and earth, and his power is endless and inexhaustible.

With him as the center, within a radius of four or five hundred miles, countless life flows between heaven and earth resonate and connect, forming a "bridge" that connects the heaven and earth in the dark.

The feet seemed to have roots, and the endless earth seemed to be part of his body.

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang bang...

The green species of life has become the form of the heart, beating at a strange and irrespectable rhythm, in line with the pulse of the earth.

Since he could not master the active model of heaven and man, Yang Fan simply used the green seed of life as the source of power and the soul root as the tentacles to master half of his own heaven and earth.

Half-day man mode.

Half of the world belonging to Yang Fan himself.

As long as he is still near the ground, he can clearly grasp the initiative in this mysterious state.

"Yang Fan? You are not seriously injured... How is it possible?"

Saint Ye Han was shocked in her beautiful eyes, and she carefully observed Yang Fan's complexion.

Yang Fan looked a little pale, and his vitality was indeed severely damaged, but it was not as serious as he imagined.

Moreover, when he was in a mysterious state at this moment, his loss of energy, essence and blood recovered at an incredible speed.

Of course, most of this contribution is attributed to the magnificent vitality contained in Yang Fan's life green species and the life force of the Xianhong Green Land.

With this trend, Yang Fan could return to normal without half a day.

"How is it possible... There is no such fast recovery speed in the world? Is he an immortal body?"

The Black Wind Demon Emperor's eyes flashed and bad signs arise in his heart.

Under a mysterious spiritual fluctuation, an unpredictable change occurred in the environment within a radius of hundreds of miles.

The three great masters and three great monks who were fighting stopped at the same time, opened the distance, and stood firm to watch the situation there.

Shi Qianhan was defeated, that's right.

However, Yang Fan, who is in a new state, appears in everyone's vision.

The Peacock Temple, 100,000 monks and all the high-level monks, were stunned.

At this moment, he seemed to be the center of heaven and earth.

Yang Fan stood under Saint Ye Han, with his mid-stage cultivation level, looking up at the powerful existence whose cultivation level is approaching the God Transformation Stage.

However, in his eyes, Saint Ye Han was no longer terrible.

He seemed to have a strong belief that even if he was in the real God Transformation Period, he might not be unable to compete with one or two.

"Get your hands on it and break his realm!"

The Black Wind Demon Emperor reacted for the first time and sent a voice to him.

Saint Ye Han also suddenly realized that if Yang Fan really regained his vitality and with the opponent's strong defense and means, it would be extremely difficult for him to kill him.

Thinking of this, his bright eyes turned cold, and his hands shot out seven rays of light of different colors. Between interlaced, a gorgeous beam of light formed, condescending to the area where Yang Fan was.

Yang Fan looked coldly and spread his arms. His skin was filled with yellow crystals like glass, giving people a sense of solidity as hard as iron and stone.

Boom~~

A gorgeous beam of light carrying the power of destruction bombarded his arms.

Yang Fan's body shook, and the yellow crystalline smear around him suddenly dimmed.

However, with the turbulent power of nature between heaven and earth, and the breathing skills, the light on his body returned to its original state and became even more dazzling.

In this state, Yang Fan was backed by heaven and earth and was inexhaustible to use his power.

At the height of his realm, he is almost as mysterious as the existence of the God Transformation Stage.

After enduring the full blow to Saint Ye Han, Yang Fan was safe and sound, but the ground was cracked under his feet, covering dozens of feet in a radius.

Most of the power was led by him into half of the heaven and earth that he fit.

Ye Han's pretty eyes were filled with horror and questioning.

In the Peacock Temple, there are many high-level barbarians with stiff expressions on their faces.

From a distance, the figure is as small as a black dot, but it brings heavy oppression to people.

Huh~~~

Yang Fan suddenly took a breath.

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the world were turbulent, and the spiritual energy was throbbing and uneasy.

The overwhelming power, in the name of half of the heaven and earth, oppressed Saint Yehan.

Saint Ye Han's pretty face turned red and her delicate body trembled slightly.

Although in terms of strength level, the other party did not surpass her.

But at this moment, all her movements were obstructed and suppressed by the repulsion and suppression of half of the world.

It is not to bear the power of Yang Fan, but to bear the oppression of the vast natural power of heaven and earth.

Yang Fan carried his hands on his back and looked at the Peacock Temple guarded by 100,000 monks with his eyes.

In an instant, the temple that had been covering hundreds of miles was filled with pressure from heaven and earth.

This pressure and endless power did not come from Yang Fan, but from the world behind him.

The hundreds of thousands of monks were all trembling under this endless power.

Plop...

Countless low-level monks landed on the ground and surrendered to heaven and earth.

There are even a few high-level players with their legs bent and their faces are red.

Dead silence, depression, fear, surrender, look up...

"You are no match for me...His Maiden."

Yang Fan stood proudly in the world with his hands behind his back, not only saying to Ye Han, but also demonstrating the entire Peacock Temple.

"I don't believe it, you have more power than me."

Saint Ye Han gritted his teeth and used various magical powers and magic on Yang Fan.

As she said, at the level of strength, Yang Fan is still at the Nascent Soul level and is definitely not as strong as her.

However, in front of Yang Fan, all her attacks seemed insignificant.

In everyone's vision, Yang Fan is no longer alone, as if he has become the spokesperson of the world.

"Have you played enough?"

At some point, a cold light flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Hmph, how can you stand with me?" Saint Ye Han's eyes were unwilling.

"Let you see the power of heaven, earth and nature."

Yang Fan suddenly let out a sigh of relief.

Huhu~~~

Suddenly, violent hurricanes emerged from the heaven and earth, sweeping hundreds of miles in a radius.

Dark clouds roll, flying sand and stones, strong winds roar, lightning and thunder, and the world changes color.

Saint Ye Han's face changed, and she felt that the power of the stirring of heaven and earth was oppressing her.

Yang Fan's eyes condensed, raised his hand and beat him through the air.

A big yellow and green palm condensed from the void and slapped Saint Ye Han hard.

This palm obviously looked very slow, but Saint Ye Han couldn't avoid it.

In her feelings, this palm condensed a powerful oppression between heaven and earth, and there was no way to hide.
To be continued...