Chapter 721: Confrontation

"Hmm?"

Hearing Ye Fan's call, the man raised his head and looked at Ye Fan with a cold expression without any emotion.

He looked exactly like Tian, ​​or rather, he was Tian, ​​the one who forced Ye Fan to reveal all his cards and fought to the death to kill the peerless genius.

"You are, Ye Fan?"

Looking at Ye Fan for a while, the man spoke, but his voice was different from that of Tian before.

Tian was extremely conceited, and his tone was full of arrogance, but this man was different. His voice was low and steady, like an ancient existence.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan also felt the difference, looking at the "Tian" in front of him, his eyes locked tightly.

Tian could not be resurrected. He cut off Tian's head. Even if there were magical spells, could a headless person become normal?

"Me?" Hearing this question, the man snorted coldly: "Ye Fan, you killed my son, and you are still asking who I am?"

"Holy Lord?!" Just one sentence, Ye Fan's hair stood up instantly.

Isn't it a projection? How can it be alive?

"You are not stupid." The Holy Lord floated there, with a sneer on his face at this time: "I was still thinking about how to deal with you, but I didn't expect that you would come to me by yourself."

As he said, he moved his body, and with the crackling sound of his joints, he seemed very comfortable.

"I don't know how many years I haven't been able to move like this. If it weren't for my son's body, I don't know when I would come back here."

As the voice fell, the Holy Lord's body suddenly expanded, and in the blink of an eye it was almost as huge as when Tian released the Heavenly Sacrifice.

"Ye Fan, do you have any last words?"

He raised his hand, and the dark elemental force in his hand quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge sphere.

"What element is that?" Ye Fan felt a huge sense of oppression, and clenched his fists as he looked at the Holy Lord who held the black elemental ball high.

This was obviously not the complete Holy Lord, but some kind of ability to revive.

"Lord Ye, we should hide first." Sakuragi was the most careful. The Holy Lord was still gathering. He grabbed Ye Fan and pulled him a few times but found that he couldn't pull him. He looked at Ye Fan's expression, which was obviously eager to try. He was a little scared.

"Lord Ye! Don't be impulsive!"

Boom!

The black ball of light attacked, and at the same time, Sakuragi dragged Ye Fan away.

The ball of light brushed past the two of them and hit the ground. The explosion spread rapidly, but then it gathered strangely.

That small piece of space turned into a dark and twisted appearance.

"Can launch space-related killing skills." Sakuragi took a breath of cold air, and on the side, Ye Fan's face also became not very good.

Space and time, as the most mysterious and powerful laws in the world, anything related to them has terrifying power.

"Can you fight him?" Ye Fan looked at Sakuragi.

"I don't know." Sakuragi shook his head, moved his body, and the field opened in an instant.

"Looking for death." The Lord smiled contemptuously, raised his palm, and the inexplicable element was attached. With one punch, he actually blasted through Sakuragi's domain.

Sakuragi rolled over and spit out two mouthfuls of blood: "I think it should be impossible to resist."

"... You are so professional." Ye Fan was ashamed, looking at the Lord opposite, and then looking at the disc on the altar, his brows gradually wrinkled.

"Have you escaped from the seal?"

"I already have a real incarnation, do you say I have escaped?" The Lord answered, raised his hand, and the elements gathered again. The next moment, seven or eight elemental cannons bombarded.

Ye Fan dodged lightly, and while pulling back, he also pulled Sakuragi up.

"You can only run away?" The Lord mocked, and the attack in his hand continued.

Ye Fan kept dodging, and after pulling away, it became easier for him to dodge these terrifying attacks.

"He seems unable to leave the altar." Zhu Long, who had been silent for a while, spoke again: "The altar disc is where his projection power is stored. There should be some restrictions on him."

"Although he can move with the help of entities, he cannot leave the altar."

"I don't dare to believe what you said." Ye Fan was a little afraid of Zhu Long, but at the same time, he was also observing.

After a while, Ye Fan gradually found something wrong. The Holy Lord looked very strong, but he had been attacking on the spot, like a standing human turret.

"Holy Lord? Don't you want to kill me? Why don't you do it yourself?" Ye Fan stopped with some tentative intentions.

"Hmm?" Facing Ye Fan's provocation, the Holy Lord sneered again: "Do you think I can't leave the altar?"

Boom.

Before the voice fell, the golden disc suddenly emitted some light, and on the altar, the Holy Lord took a step and walked down the steps.

"Trouble." At this time, Ye Fan had some cold sweat on his forehead.

The strength of this Holy Lord obviously exceeded that of the top king. If he escaped, it would be a big trouble.

"Let's fight." After a short pause, Ye Fan raised his hand, and the light of the beast control talent enveloped him.

"Beast control: absorb."

As usual, he still used the little lion, and released the first to fourth solutions one after another, and Ye Fan's momentum was rising rapidly.

"What a strange beast control talent." The Holy Lord didn't care about the little lion's absorption enchantment, and was about to mock him. Ye Fan raised his head at this moment, and when the two divine pupils on the left and right emitted light, he paused.

"You, inherited my son's supreme pupil?"

"How is this possible?"

"Why, are you the only one who can use this divine eye?" Ye Fan replied. With the suppression of the Supreme Eye, the Holy Master felt oppressed and at the same time got a firm answer.

"You really got my son's divine eye." After saying this, the Holy Lord seemed a little angry: "Ye Fan, you made me angry."

Snap, snap, snap.

The steps were moving, and seeing the Holy Lord reaching the last few steps, Ye Fan waved his hand and summoned Qiongqi and Bai Ze. At the same time, Xiao Huo, Lao Chi, Death Eagle, and Giant Devouring Beast all appeared around him.

"You want to use these things against me?" Seeing Ye Fan summoning a lot of inexplicable beasts in addition to the ferocious beasts, the Holy Master was stunned again.

"Are you provoking me?"

"This is not a provocation." Ye Fan shook his head and waved his palms. The next moment, the sacred magic circle lit up under his feet.

"Beast Control: Canonization."

After using his divine grace level talent, Ye Fan stretched out his finger. At this moment, he seemed to have the ability to turn stone into gold. Whichever beast he clicked on would immediately receive a terrifying increase.

"God's grace-level beast control talent." The Holy Master recognized the difference, and there was surprise in his eyes: "How is this possible..."

"As I said just now, nothing is impossible in this world." Ye Fan replied and began to throw out the talismans. After a while, the beasts who had received huge blessings stood in front of Ye Fan, carrying He grinned with terrifying power.

With the divine grace level talent plus the hundred beast control talents, at this time, even the Death Eagle has terrifying power.

"Why are there so many weird things?" The Holy Master saw the whole process and was just puzzled: "How did you get these things? Where did the luck come from?"

"You can get good things even if you don't have luck." Ye Fan replied. After doing all this, he looked at the Holy Lord standing at the last step of the altar steps, and suddenly smiled:

"Holy Lord, why are you still not moving? Are you unable to move?"