On the battlefield, there are turbulent clouds and ever-changing changes!

A moment ago, people were still lamenting that the dignity of quasi-emperor cannot be humiliated.

The next moment, Ye Fan burst out, and the boxing of life and death shattered the sky, forcing the old slave of the sacred mountain to retreat repeatedly.

Everyone was frightened and shocked!

No one expected that Ye Fan would be so fierce. The Life and Death Reincarnation Fist suppressed the heavens and all realms, and the two energys of life and death filled the sacred mountain, causing the old slaves to retreat step by step.

"kill!"

Ye Fan shouted with a sudden shout, his eyes were full of power, and the Fist of Life and Death Cytopathy collapsed the void, and the four laws were lingering, as if he was wielding the power of heaven and earth. The law of the old slave quasi-emperor who suppressed the suppression of the sacred mountain could not be wielded, and he was extremely frustrated.

"roar!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain roared with a grievance, and the sound of thunder was shook, and countless stars burst into pieces under his roar.

"Let's just stop here!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain was so angry that he was crazy, and the aura of the quasi-emperor continued to surge, as if the entire battlefield outside the domain could not accommodate him.

"kill!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain was furious and shook the divine bell, like a sunset, emitting billions of dazzling lights, which was amazing.

Sun Immortal Gold!

Everyone was shocked. There was some sun immortal gold in this divine bell, mixed with other divine materials, and it became a shocking quasi-imperial weapon, but it was ignored by people. At this time, it awakened and was extremely powerful.

"Use your blood to pay tribute to the young master's heroic spirit!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain roared and raised his fist to Ye Fan again, and the quasi-emperor's law lingered around it and killed everything.

"You dare to show off your power with just one blow?"

Ye Fan's eyes were cold, and the more he fought, the more smooth he was, the life and death fist shattered the heaven and earth, and fought hard with the old slave of the sacred mountain, and realized the experience in the death battle.

"Clang!"

The Chaos Dragon Spear hit the divine bell one after another, knocking it to the whine and retreating. Ye Fan absolutely had the advantage in the battle against the imperial soldiers.

Because the Chaos Dragon Spear is too extraordinary, after the last refinement, it is far better than ordinary quasi-imperial soldiers.

Moreover, this is the immortal material selected by Emperor Fuxi himself. It condensed his hard work and forged it in the extreme heavenly fire, leaving behind some kind of Taoist marks from Emperor Fuxi. How many weapons can be compared with it in addition to the emperor's weapons?

"Bang!"

The two of them were bloody when they fought to the death, and the battle trembled, and the stars and meteorites burst into pieces, and the entire battlefield outside the domain was about to collapse.

In the Central Plains Holy Land, the heroes who were watching were all terrified and were all terrified. They asked themselves that if they faced any of the two, they would inevitably die soon and could not compete.

Ye Fan's soul was empty, his distracting thoughts disappeared, and he entered a strange Taoist realm. In an instant, blood flowed back and his injuries recovered. His whole person seemed to be integrated with the heaven and earth.

At this moment, he seemed to have seen the scene of opening up the world. The chaos was not divided into darkness, and no one saw it.

The first division of heaven and earth, the yin and yang are distinguished, and all things are derived. A wisp of Tao transcends the world and turns into an eternal one.

"boom!"

Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness was shocked and he had a thorough understanding. Many martial arts, secret techniques and other attack methods flashed through his heart.

At this moment, he felt a sense of tranquility of enlightenment and was moved by this moment of life and death.

Suddenly, Ye Fan's momentum changed, and the two energys of life and death were restrained, like an ordinary person, standing under the starry sky, surround him with chaotic energy.

Although he just stood up like this ordinary without any momentum, he gave people a feeling of corruption of the heavens. The endless starry sky seemed to have become his foil, making him more extraordinary.

"Little bastard, come and take your life!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain had already had his eyes red. He ignored it and shook the divine bell and slammed Ye Fan. The sharp clock waves annihilated the void.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan's eyes were neither happy nor sad, and he brushed it casually, just like driving away the flies around him, but he felt like a natural Taoist rhyme.

Ye Fan covered the sky with his hands, and his chaotic energy lingered in his palms. He hit the divine bell with a random blow, and with a "bang", he slapped the divine bell out.

"puff!"

The old slave in the sacred mountain was as if he was struck by lightning, his face was pale, blood was gushing wildly, and his body flew out.

As for the divine bell, it was covered with cracks and its light was dim, as if it could be broken into pieces and completely damaged at any time.

"What?"

"With a light blow, there is such a terrifying power?"

"what happened?"

Everyone was shocked, their chin fell all over the floor, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

"When Ye Fan must have entered the Taoist realm and has his own enlightenment!"

At this moment, even Lao Budhi and others were moved.

"All the laws in the world are just forms, they are just manifestations of means, and the real power is still the one who is really powerful." Ye Fan silently realized, understood the secrets of heaven, and took a key step on the road to attainment.

Thousands of secret techniques and all kinds of martial arts are just the embodiment of means. No one is available, nothing is not available. Let it be natural, everything is a method!

He felt in his heart that he truly integrated the Chaos Heavenly Ability into his body, and there was no trace of anyone else. At the same time, he spread his mind and created the Chaos Sand Hand.

This is not a martial art, nor a secret technique, but it is stronger than a martial art, which is stronger than a secret technique, and Taoism follows nature, and chaos is achieved.

The old slave of the sacred mountain was covered in rags, his eyes were shocked, and his blood was sprinkled on the battlefield outside the domain, and he suffered a severe injury.

Zhu Xiong saw this battle and was even more petrified. They were all silent, as if they were dead before physical examination.

Under the starry sky, the Ye Fan stood proudly, his clothes flew, ethereal and quiet.

His expression was peaceful, without any murderous aura, and there seemed to be stars in the sky in his eyes that were disillusioned, interpreting the mystery of destruction and rebirth.

At this moment, he was completely immersed in the Taoist realm, his body flowing with crystal clear and fairy light, his whole body was clear and flawless.

"ah……"

The old slave of the Shenshan shouted in resentment, full of reluctance.

He is the quasi-emperor of the two heavens. He should have had awesome fighting power and could kill Ye Fan with just one hand.

However, now, he has been repeatedly defeated and has been suppressed by Ye Fan, who has lowered his three small realms, and has eaten tightly.

"I kill you!"

He yelled angrily, unable to accept this result, and he wanted to crush Ye Fan in his strongest state and avenge his previous shame.

"Bang!"

He slapped out his palm and pushed the cracked divine bell towards Ye Fan, intending to self-destruct the best quasi-imperial soldier and kill Ye Fan.

Then, a light flashed in his hand, and a blood-colored spear appeared in his palm, exuding a quasi-emperor aura. He actually brought two quasi-emperor weapons.

"kill!"

The spears were sharp and with a wave of blood, attacking Ye Fan, with murderous intent surging billions of miles, and even the stars in the sky could not bear it and burst into pieces.

Facing the peerless attack of the old slave in the sacred mountain, Ye Fan couldn't help but be moved. This was probably his strongest combat power.

Although the Divine Bell is a top-quality quasi-imperial weapon, it is not his weapon and cannot exert its strongest combat power.

And now, he completely revealed his fangs. This is the combat power of the second level of the quasi-emperor, which is enough to sweep the starry sky and make the blockers invincible.

"Ye Fan is in danger!"

Seeing this scene, everyone was moved, thinking that the attack of the old slave of the sacred mountain was too terrifying and Ye Fan was difficult to resist.

Even Lao Buddy and others' faces became solemn. The top quasi-imperial soldiers exploded, and even they couldn't stand it. Can Ye Fan do it?

This is a superb blow, which contains all the energy and spirit of the old slave of the sacred mountain. Even if they are both quasi-emperors, they are difficult to compete with and can only avoid the edge for the time being.

However, at this moment everything suddenly changed, making everyone's expressions frozen on their faces.

The old slave in the sacred mountain was like the most beautiful fireworks, destroyed at the most dazzling moment. He was blown away by Ye Fan and knocked away again. Then he hit the flying divine bell hard, and was blown to pieces, with broken limbs flying everywhere.

"how so?"

Everyone was stunned, with a look of shock on their faces, and then endless fear surged in their hearts.

Ye Fan stood calmly, without any blood and no martial arts or secrets. Just a casual brush, he had terrifying power. Even the quasi-emperor of the two heavens could not withstand it. This was shocking!

Although the old slave of the sacred mountain is just a slave to the lord of the sacred mountain, he is the quasi-emperor of the two heavens. He came to fight with the strongest posture and wanted to crush Ye Fan, but ended up in a bleak end.

“Uh…”

A frustrated roar came from the starry sky, and the old slave of the sacred mountain bathed his own blood, used secret techniques, and reshaped his body.

He didn't believe it, nor did he accept it!

He is the second level of the quasi-emperor, how can he be defeated by an ant in the Venerable Realm? Where is his dignity? Where is the dignity of the sacred mountain?

He did not allow himself to be defeated and refused to accept this result!

"Little bastard, I swear to kill you!"

The old slave of the sacred mountain roared, using the forbidden power to burn the origin, and elevated his combat power to the peak state.
To be continued...