Chapter 1099 Challenge the Saint

Holy slaughter!

These two words are too illusory for monks, no one will have such delusions, one day is not holy and one day is ants.

The difference in strength is too great. It is a gap between the sky and the moat, and there is no way to cross it. Even the semi-sage only occasionally has some holy power, but it is difficult to achieve it.

Holy, completely detached, above all living beings, like a god, how can a mortal slaughter a god? This is too difficult!

Hei Huang said: "It's not me who said that boy, you can't go against the sky, and the distance can't be calculated. In a sense, the saint is already another kind of living body, and he is no longer a human being."

Even the killing array it engraved is generally difficult to hurt the saint, there is only one reason, the gap is too big, how can the ants kill the dragon?

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

"Isn't there any hope?" Ye Tong didn't give up, and hoped that his master would rise up, except for the evil spirit in his heart.

"Unless...you find enough divine material, and the emperor carves a world-shattering killing array, then there is the possibility of killing the saint." Hei Huang said.

The divine material it said is rare in the natural world, and it is something specially carved with the pattern of the Great Emperor.

"The other way is that Ye Fan reaches the semi-sanctuary realm, triggers the divine ban, destroys the dead and destroys the dead, and completely destroys the 'sanctuary barrier', so that it is possible to fight against the saint." Duan De said.

These two conditions are too harsh, at least at present, Ye Fan can't do it, can't achieve it.

"This..." Ye Tong's eyes dimmed, feeling depressed for his master, the ancients bullied people too much, but couldn't 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 formation for him, no need for anything else, it must be the chessboard emperor pattern, the kind of formation that can be crossed from the Undead Mountain.

The Eucharist may be over!

In recent days, some ancient tribes have been talking about it. In the past few days, Huotan looked down at the southern region and appeared in every giant city, with a posture of never giving up until he killed Ye Fan.

These days, everyone knows that Ye Fan is really back, killing the emperor and fighting the golden goddess are all his actions, there is no secret at all.

Huo Tan, who is not very old, is the first genius among the ancients to be sanctified in this world after awakening. He has a special status and will be recorded in the annals of history.

Now, he has come out strong, and in the past few days, people in the entire Eastern Wasteland have known that he is going to kill Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, aren't you arrogant and brave? You are nothing in front of my master. You are curled up in the corner and dare not see the light. It's best not to come out for the rest of your life."

Huo Tan's disciples also arrived in Nanhuang, and their words were bitter and sarcastic, just to humiliate Ye Fan and make him feel uncomfortable.

Ye Fan naturally ignored it. Walking in the ancient land of the Southern Region in the past few days, he even brought Ye Tong and Longma into the Fire Region, allowing them to see the real fairy fire.

On the tenth floor of the fire area, a cluster of immortal flames composed of runes cannot be touched.

Even the Black Emperor was in a trance and said, "It has been around for so many years. It is indeed the fairy fire that can keep the barren tower up and down for thousands of years!"

"Pin Dao has an ideal, take this flame as his own and use it for my alchemy, but unfortunately it is too difficult." Duan De sighed.

As they walked around, Hortan was also conducting 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. The taste is delicious. The human race contains precious blood in the holy body, and the taste should be even more wonderful."

Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, many monks feel annoyed when they hear it, and if they have enough cultivation, they will definitely kill them.

"Hotan, your grandfather came home and told you to wipe your nose!" On this day, Longma stood up to respond, shouting like a loudspeaker for half the sky in the southern region.

Of course, it runs away after shouting, controls the magic circle, and doesn't give the saint a chance to take action, otherwise ten horse lives will not be enough to kill.

Huo Tan's face was ashen and his eyes were gloomy. He rushed to the place where the dragon and horse appeared at the first time, but he could only stare blankly, and there was no way.

"Hotan, as a saint, you are too embarrassed to compete with Ye Fan. No one has become a saint. How thick are you? Why don't you go to challenge and defeat the Buddha? dead."

The dragon horse appeared in another area, and Herod neighed, like a great lama, clamoring all over the world, also sarcasm.

"Ye Fan, if you dare to fight, my teacher will not deceive you, and you can crush you with just one finger." Huo Tan's disciple shouted.

"Huo Tan, your mother told your disciple to go home and rinse his mouth!" Longma has never been a very authentic master. Although he is an auspicious beast, he is not a good person.

A dragon and horse was scrambling around in the Southern Territory, screaming everywhere, and as a result, Huo Tan was provoked by constantly crossing the void, trying to chase and kill them.

"The Holy Body of the Human Race, others say how you are. In my opinion, it's just a bug. It's insignificant. If you dare to appear, you will be trampled to death with one foot." Huo Tan said in a stern voice. How can you be so angry, otherwise you wouldn't say such things.

He is a saint who has attained the fruit of the Dao, but now he is repeatedly yelled at by a dragon and horse, and he doesn't take him seriously at all, and wants to catch the dragon and horse immediately.

"Hotan came here to die!" Ye Fan appeared, and he was ridiculed many times, and he began to challenge the saint, and he was going to confront him.

"Haha..." Huo Tan laughed when he heard about it, and rushed over immediately, screamed through the sky, and said, "Just because you want to be my enemy, Ant Yu also wants to kill the giant dragon, and you are beyond your capacity!"

On that day, everyone was shocked, Ye Fan really wanted to fight against the saint and left his anger?

This is a wasteland, where wormwood grows and ancient trees grow. There are many wilds in the southern region, and the vast no-man’s land occupies 90% of the area.

When Huo Tan appeared, he put down a big hand from a long distance and grabbed it here. The saint's blow would turn dozens of hundreds of miles into scorched earth.

"boom"

When Ye Fan appeared, he didn't do anything else, he directly sacrificed to the cauldron, the mother energy of all things lingered, and with a violent shock, the cauldron turned over, and the monstrous flames shot up into the sky.

The nine-color fog silk became strips and strands of Dao marks. This is the divine flame of the ninth floor of the fire domain, which can burn the saint to death and surge up.

As soon as the flaming holy light came out, the entire wasteland turned into a sea of ​​fire, the earth became magma, and the few stone mountains were vaporized, leaving nothing at all.

The nine-color fire wire is too terrifying. It is not caused by pure high temperature, but also has mysterious and unpredictable Dao power, which can grind the ancestors to death.

Huo Tan was taken aback. The right hand he put down was burning hot, the burning blood was splashing everywhere, and the bones were aching, but after all, he was a saint. With a forceful swipe, the Dao Xing worked, and the injury stopped immediately.

Moreover, he moved thousands of feet away, avoiding the sea of ​​​​fire in an instant, and said coldly: "Not a saint, after all, it is dung, killing you is as easy as kicking a broken dog. Without the corresponding strength, I want to rely on foreign objects and me. For the enemy, I don't know whether to live or die!"

However, Ye Fan was also very decisive. The moment he took out the divine flame, he put away the tripod and stepped into the chessboard pattern, turned around and left.

"This seat has locked you as soon as it appeared, do you still want to leave? Immortal kings can't save you even if they come into the world!" Huo Tan looked cold and pointed out, and a brilliance splashed out. This is to smash the vacuum and remove Ye Fan from the domain gate. Shock out.

"Hey..." He was taken aback, the domain gate did not move at all and was about to disappear.

This is the pattern of the chessboard. Back then, it was possible to cross from the Undead Mountain with the help of it. The killing formation of the ancient emperor did not erase it, and the saint was naturally difficult to destroy.

"You are well prepared, but unfortunately, to the saint, you are an ant after all. Since you are locked by me, there is only one dead end!" Huo Tan didn't care, sneered again and again, and took one step in. Followed when the door closed.

Beside him, a total of four disciples followed, shrouded by his holy brilliance, and also entered the domain gate at the same time, chasing and killing Ye Fan.

"boom!"

After Ye Fan came out, he walked straight into another domain gate. This place was bright and blooming, and all kinds of Taoist patterns were activated together, turning into a peerless killing array.

This was carefully laid out by the Black Emperor. Taking advantage of the mountains and rivers, although there is no divine talent, with the Yuantian Divine Formation, it has also achieved a terrifying Seven Great Formation!

Huo Tan let out a roar, shaking out the holy light in the sky, but his body criss-crossed, and dozens of scars appeared.

"I didn't expect the saint to be so terrifying, and the fine imperial formation in a corner did not wipe him out, but unfortunately... there is no divine material to engrave the formation." Ye Fan said to himself, submerging into the void, and directly smashed the formation left outside, not to be tracked by Huo Tan Opportunity.

"If you want to run, there is no way for you to survive in nine days and ten places. Do you really think that a saint can be humiliated and atone for his sins with blood!" Huo Tan sneered and shook his hands and sacrificed something. The disciple forcibly opened the domain gate and chased after him.

This is a secret treasure given to him by a great sage. No matter how unparalleled your formation pattern is, it is useless to cross to the outside world. You can restore your formation in a short time, follow it all the way, and follow you like a shadow.

There is no doubt that this is a must-kill round, and there is no way to get rid of a saint, and it will not take long to be caught up. It is harder to survive than to go to the sky.

"Do you think you have prepared enough for the Holy Body of the Human Race? In front of my teacher, whatever means you have is useless, your strength is not good, and anything you say is useless!"

"Just a little bit of divine flame, and an incomplete ancient emperor killing formation also wants to wipe out the saint, you are too naive, my teacher is well prepared for you, and specially borrowed the secret treasure, so that you have no way to escape!"

"It's just a small Dao Slayer, and he dares to call a saint. My teacher kills you like killing a chicken!"

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

"brush"

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

Changing direction in the void, changing the path, this method made Huotan change his color and clenched his fists, thinking that he was lost.

"brush"

He swiped hard, the secret treasure in his palm flashed, and in front of him, he restored a damaged pattern in the dark void, and followed in.

"I didn't expect the Great Sage's secret treasure to be so wonderful..." He laughed, no longer worried.

Ye Fan fled very quickly, changing the formation more than a dozen times, each time in the void, but he still couldn't get rid of Huo Tan, if the other saints had already been thrown away.

"The Great Sage's methods are awe-inspiring. We can pursue all the way, but he can't get rid of us." One of Huotan's disciples was surprised at the same time, and was deeply afraid of the Taoism of the ancient great sage.

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

"Look at how many formations he can have. When he runs out, he will die in front of him. The master can run over him with one finger!"

It didn't take long, Ye Fan's figure was getting closer and closer, and he could almost see it for real. With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Huo Tan stretched out a big hand and grabbed it forward, wanting to press him to death!

"boom!"

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

"He doesn't have a formation anymore, and death is just around the corner, haha..."

"Human Sacrament, you are dying!"

The four disciples of Hotan were overjoyed and smiled cruelly.

Huo Tan's eyes were cold, his purple hair was loose, and his majestic and tall body was like a mountain.

Behind him, his four disciples were even more unbearable, and fell directly from the sky to the ground, covered in blood.

"What... is this place, how did we... lose our mana!?"

The four disciples showed fear, drummed in their hearts, and felt that something was wrong.

Huotan also changed his color. His daoism was suppressed to the lowest level, and it was difficult to operate. This made him horrified. You must know that he is a saint!

The four fields are quiet, the vegetation is abundant, and the ancient medicines are tens of thousands of years old. This place is too quiet, without a single sound, like a dead place.

In front, Ye Fan stood holding a dark gold spear with a very indifferent expression, very calm and calm, and no longer escaped.

"What place is this?" Hortan felt a burst of horror. He was a saint, but at this time he could use very little mana, and he couldn't even fly.

"Ah...my Daoxing, the source of my life!" One of Huotan's disciples shouted in horror. He felt that he not only lost his mana, but his life was passing quickly, and wrinkles slowly crept out of his face!

"Noisy!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, left an afterimage on the spot, crossed Huotan, pierced the eyebrow of one of his disciples with a puff, blood splashed high, and picked him up.

"boom"

He shook his hand vigorously, and the corpse flew out dozens of feet away, stopped on the spot, and a large amount of blood dripped out.

"You..." Huo Tan was furious, he was a saint, how could he allow Ye Fan to be arrogant and swipe his palm forward, but the vast sea-like power did not flow out.

Ye Fan swept out with a single shot, and bursts of golden halos overflowed between his palms and fingers. His strength was astonishing, and his physical strength alone could shatter the sky!

Hortan groaned, and after his arm touched the spear, he trembled, almost convulsing, and was extremely painful. He knew that it was broken. In this place, even if he had the Taoism to reach the sky, it would be useless!

"What the hell is this place?!"

"Welcome to the Forbidden Land, today I want to slaughter the saint and send you on your way!" Ye Fan said coldly.