Chapter 1618

The battlefield of Feixian is very uneasy, a large number of people are dispatched, they belong to different camps, but at this time they all have the same goal, to find Ye Fan.

The vegetation is abundant, and one after another the strange beasts are roaring. This is a hilly area. A group of people and horses walked by with a chilling air. Senhan caused the leaves on the trees to wither, like an autumn knife.

They are covered with metal armor, flashing a cold light, like a group of heavenly soldiers descending from the realm, each of them has a great saint-level combat power, not inferior to the strongest troops in the ancient heavenly court in the past.

"What's the difference between the man who made the bully suffer? Three hundred years have passed, and many things have changed. It's not what it used to be!"

A person said coldly, the iron clothes on his body clanged, each of these people looked ruthless, possessed a powerful aura, and they were all masters.

They're from the same camp, and they're following the same people. All of them were silent, like gods and demons who broke free from the shackles of hell, and they were very cold.

They are Bawang's followers, some of them are from the ancestral star of Bawang, while others met Hun Zhan in the star field, and have followed him since then.

In the past years, Ye Fan has gone through countless battles, swept across the ancient road of the human race, and was invincible all the way, but the battle with the Overlord was undoubtedly extremely difficult. In that battle, he spattered the starry sky with blood and suffered severe injuries. Throughout his life, there were few times in his life where he fought until the holy blood surged.

Although the Overlord was defeated in that battle, it was not a shame, it was just a step behind. Besides, that time Ye Fan touched the divine prohibition, otherwise the Overlord might still have a chance.

In fact, Overlord was definitely an unrivaled powerhouse in that generation, but many people only remembered that he was defeated, but ignored the inside story of that battle, which involved the forbidden realm.

He is a peerless and fierce man who has been seriously underestimated. He has great potential and qualifications in the battle of the emperor. If he has enough opportunities, he will not be a problem in the world.

In another domain, there is a group of strong men on the open land, where the black mist surges, like a group of unrivaled demon kings appearing in the world, and there are many of them, there are already more than 20 people, more than any other camp at present.

Where they walked, birds and beasts ran, and all creatures were terrified, because the breath of death was too strong, and the leader was a death knight, wearing black armor, surrounded by dark mist.

"The underworld is the destination of all spirits, how can the Eucharist be missing..."

A cold voice resounded, like the sigh of death, it sounded chilling, full of the death intent of the undead, as if it came from the underworld.

They come from the underworld, and only a few leaders have master consciousness, while the other death knights are powerful war tools, they are summoned, and do not have their own master consciousness.

Of course, the Dilu contenders who came from the underworld did not show up in person, they were just a few of his followers, who are currently fighting and secretly fighting in the Great Emperor Pass, and have not yet arrived here.

In front of the majestic waterfall, a man with his upper body naked, his bronze-colored body is extraordinarily strong, possesses explosive power, and his eyes are full of wild brilliance.

"Three hundred years have passed, the times have changed, and you are already old, Human Saint!"

With a bang, the waterfall reversed direction and flowed backwards. The huge waterfall of thousands of feet suddenly drank like this, it was shocking to the world.

Because this is not caused by mana, but just caused by a terrible sound wave, and his blood energy rushing like a vast ocean, the mountains and ravines that trembled are trembling, and many peaks are cracked.

This is a representative figure among the masters in the later period, and one of the strongest people in the past three hundred years. His name is Tuoba Mo, and his words and deeds are like demons, with no taboos, and extremely strong.

In the past, he had killed many great saints and bloodbathed the Immortal Holy Land, with cruel methods and ruthless actions.

At this time, his eyes were like a falcon, and his thick black hair was scattered on his bronze body, making him look like a devil.

In front of a thatched hut, a young man in Tsing Yi was sitting cross-legged under an ancient tree, with an ancient sword on his lap.

"It is said that you had an accident. If this is the case, you don't need to tell my teacher. Saint Ye Fan, you have made my teacher regret for three hundred years. I couldn't find you all those years ago, and I couldn't kill you with a single sword. Today, I will Fight on behalf of the teacher, let this grievance end."

He is Yin Tiande's first disciple, named Yi Ming, he has profound attainments in formation patterns, and is even more amazing in combat power. He is extremely powerful. He once swept several ancient roads by himself.

hum!

The ancient swords on his knees whined softly, without the blessing of Taoism and mana, they still suddenly soared into the sky like a horse, piercing the clouds and splitting the sky, which was extremely terrifying.

"Is it really him? It's a miracle that the Shopping Supreme can survive!"

"Wrong, from now on there will be no other in this world, it is just a demon, that's all, just kill it!"

The Feixian battlefield is vast, with magnificent mountains and rivers, and the territory is too large. The area Ye Fan passed by was restless, and a great turmoil began.

"Three hundred years later, there will be no saint Ye Fan in the world. If you dare to appear in his name, you will be killed!"

The wind roared and the beasts roared, the mountains and rivers were full of murderous aura, and the troops of the brigade were moving, killing intent to cover the sun, making this battlefield almost tremble.

All the powers came out and marched in one direction. Many people seemed to be facing a big enemy, as if they wanted to encircle and suppress an unrivaled demon lord!

Although there were various rumors that there was a serious problem with that person's body, otherwise he would not have appeared until today, but the name in the past was too loud, so some hostiles still dare not be careless, and they are all extremely cautious.

This is a group of people who are hostile to Ye Fan, or they have grievances in the past, or because his existence blocks the way of some people, they must forcefully move him away.

However, on the surface, no one dared to publicly declare that they wanted to kill Saint Ye Fan, and they all raised the banner of fighting for the reputation and glory of Senior Ye.

No one dares to go against the general trend. If they are really unscrupulous and dare to do that, they are destined to be drowned in the world's saliva in the future, and they will be stigmatized for many years if they don't die.

This group of people is so cold-blooded. In this era, they dare to stand up, sharpen their swords, and agree with each other. However, some people are also afraid in their hearts, beating drums, hoping to wipe out the group.

Of course, there are not a few people who follow Ye Fan's footsteps with a pilgrimage. They are both excited and anxious.

The vast Feixian battlefield is only a big fluctuation in the outer area, and it has not yet spread to the deepest part of the battlefield. Only the area where Ye Fan once appeared is in turmoil.

In the next two days, Ye Fan felt a strange atmosphere. He let the blood crow land on the ground, turned around, and returned along the original road.

"Let's go." Ye Fan said to the blood crow, no longer using it as a substitute for transportation.

"I won't leave. I didn't know it was you in the past, so I offended you, but now..." Blood Crow refused to leave.

Ye Fan shook his head. It was destined to be dangerous to follow him. Although he had lost his mana, he still had a strong intuition and felt the changes in the past two days.

The Great Sage Blood Raven refused to leave, and was willing to be his follower, with a firm attitude.

Ye Fan glanced at him, didn't say anything more, stepped forward, and sank into the mountains, rivers and earth, where there were forests and silver waterfalls, and the blood crow spread its wings, but it was difficult to see his figure in the sky.

A day later, Ye Fan met a large number of people in an open field.

Without any words, there were more than 20 riders rushing towards the opposite side, and the whole land was trembling with big cracks appearing. They were a group of death knights.

They carried a strong death breath, as if they had come from the underworld across time and space, rumbling hooves, like thunder exploding, officially opening up the strange atmosphere of the day, turning a tacit understanding into a murderous calamity.

The people from the underworld arrived first, and they wanted to take Ye Fan away. Only the leaders of the army had consciousness, but the other death warriors also had the body of the Great Saint, and they were all people who died in battle in ancient times.

The black mist filled the sky, ominous and undead, and flooded the entire battlefield. Together with the wind and thunder, it turned into the wrath of fate.

"You have already died, you will see eternity at the end of reincarnation, and the underworld is your destination!" The leading knight shouted.

Ye Fan stood there, as steady as a rock, and only started to move when he saw twenty or so riders approaching, and the one-foot-long black halberd almost fell on his head.

"when!"

With a soft sound, the halberd in the hands of the knight at the front exploded directly, and the black god iron splattered all over, killing and wounding many people behind on the spot.

Ye Fan had no expression on his face, and rushed past, his movements were unbelievably fast, destroying a great holy artifact with one punch, and started killing here.

These are very strong, and they were all extraordinary figures during their lifetime. They were all famous in the first domain, and they all had great backgrounds. Not bad body.

It's a pity that they met Ye Fan. His physique was even stronger, like a phantom, moving from left to right, so fast that it was unbelievable, his palm surpassed the most powerful holy weapon.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Fan pierced the head of the leader with a punch, killing one after another with supreme power. There was no splash of blood, only the collapse of the body, all of which were smashed into broken bones and blood mist.

Ye Fan stood silently at the same spot for a while, and continued on the road. He was dressed in simple clothes, which were given by the boy Bai Ye, and now he looked like an ascetic monk.

"I have heard that you pretended to be Ye Fan, the saint of the hero of the human race. The name and glory of your predecessors cannot be tarnished. Today you will be crucified on a bloody cross!"

It was another encounter, this time there were a lot of people, and people from many camps gathered together, which happened to block this ancient battlefield and completely surrounded it.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a gun, his voice was fierce, and he was riding on a Qinglin beast. The gun was two feet long, making him look extremely powerful.

This is a pinnacle sage, one of the disciples who have no actual master-student relationship accepted by the Lord of the Divine Court. He also left his name on the crystal tablet and came here.

He and a group of people are followers of the Emperor's Son, but the person they guard is now in the Great Emperor Pass, and has not appeared here.

At this time, the big gun in his hand pointed at the center of Ye Fan's eyebrows, signaling to the people around him, his eyes showed coldness, and he was ready to attack.

No matter in the past or now, Ye Fan would not tolerate someone pointing at his own Sendai with a great sacred weapon. Even in the face of so many people, all of whom were great saints, he still responded strongly.

He left an afterimage on the spot, and then shot out among the thousands of troops, the movement was too fast, and as fierce as thunder, the big gun burst open with his palm.

Everyone exclaimed, this is a group of great saints, from many camps, Ye Fan's attack was fast and fierce, but it made everyone's heart skip a beat.

The nominal disciple of the Lord of the Divine Court roared and resisted vigorously, but it was in vain. Ye Fan used a certain killing blow, and his palm was like a sky monument, and he directly slashed down.

The big spear had already been shattered, and this palm continued to slam, smashing the fists of this person's approach with a puff, and then smashed on his head.

Without any suspense, the Great Sage's head shattered like a watermelon, blood splashed everywhere, and Ye Fan didn't stop, and fell down, the green-scaled beast that bit him turned into a puddle of flesh on the spot.

At this moment, the entire valley was silent, it was just a palm, and Ye Fan smashed the big gun, smashed the head of the Great Sage, and killed the ancient ancient alien species of green scaled beast.

This place suddenly became extremely quiet, deathly quiet.

In the distance, some people have black vases of the great avenue on their heads, some people have their upper body naked, and some people have bullying blood flowing in their bodies... At this moment, all the eyes turned into blazing gods. (to be continued)