Chapter 1625 Disciple

"My Buddha is merciful, the master is on top. www.) Boy, don't run away, hurry up and follow me to guard the mountain gate." Huahua showed great power, and the Taoism he performed was very special. Flying out, the pieces are clear and shining, directly crushing the void in front of them.

Everyone was in a daze, and even a little surprised that this bald man could perform this kind of Taoism here without being suppressed.

"In the sky and on the earth, I am the only one who is the only one, and the evil obstacles are not bound by myself. The poor monk has come to save you."

From Huahua's mouth, lotus flowers flew out one by one, suppressing forward, the opponent who hit him staggered, his body was covered in blood, and he couldn't bear it.

This kind of method is very special, but in the eyes of that opponent, he is undoubtedly a scumbag, there is no reason for him to be able to squander his skills like this in the Feixian battlefield. If he leaves here, how deep is his way? Just thinking about it makes people shudder.

Huahua was the first to deal with her opponent, suppressing him, then glanced forward, and fixed on the next person, who turned out to be a Buddhist nun from the ancient Amitabha Starfield.

"Hey, female baldhead, how dare you come to provoke my master, you have violated the precepts, and wait for the poor monk to catch you!" He held a purple gold bowl, and he covered it with a pressure of Mount Tai.

"Boom!"

The Buddha's light is myriad, and the alms bowl turns into a sky, covering the sky and covering the earth.

"Boy with foul language, you are a scum of Buddhism, not worthy of being a disciple of Buddha." The nun said indifferently, holding a magic subduing pestle, bravely crowned, and came directly to fight.

"The poor monk is a Buddhist disciple in heaven, unlike you, a bald woman, you are too murderous, and you are not righteous, so you are not worthy of being a Buddha." Huahua said brazenly.

Everyone is speechless, aren't you bald?

No matter how you look at it, you feel that Ye Fan, a disciple, is too mortal, as if he was raised by bandits. If it weren't for the phantoms of ancient Buddhas and Bodhisattvas chanting scriptures behind him, people would never think he is a monk.

"when!"

The Subduing Demon Pestle collided with the Zijin Bowl. One after another Buddha's light burst out here, and two big Buddhas appeared indistinctly, confronting each other.

The Tao of Amitabha and Sakyamuni is in opposition, which are similar but different Taos. They communicated with each other, but they also opposed each other, and a violent explosion occurred.

"What a powerful way!" People exclaimed.

"Master, you can't do it, brother Buddha's own way, come and subdue you!" Huahua didn't have a proper shape, and after she yelled, tens of thousands of flowers flew out of her head. Each plant is a kind of avenue, and after each flower blooms, there is a flower sitting in the middle, which makes people feel weird.

What kind of exercise is this, why is it a bit like the ruthless emperor's one thought flower blooming to rule the world? But something different, something different.

"Master, I'm here!"

Huahua screamed loudly, above his head, after tens of thousands of flower buds bloomed. There were billions of rays of sunlight, and tens of thousands of him rushed forward together, and it seemed that all of them had mana and Taoism.

at this moment. Don't say that the teacher was too shocked, his face turned pale, and he retreated quickly, even all the heroes were frightened, what kind of kung fu did this kid practice?

The ruthless emperor's technique is beautiful, at that moment, there will be thousands of crystal clear flower petals flying, endless incarnations, everywhere in the world.

But his technique is so different, directly hatching tens of thousands of himself in the flower. One after another, they rushed past.

Tens of thousands of bald heads yelled, each cast their mana, and shot together, the momentum is really amazing!

The nun was frightened, and she used all her strength to strike, and the Buddhist practice was raging. The sky swept across the sky in an instant, and many figures were blurred. They were all phantoms, but they could be confused with real ones.

"when!"

However, not all the figures are fake, one of them possesses extreme combat power, rushed to the past together with the real body, and shot together to suppress the nun.

In addition, there were a bunch of figures with weak combat power, who rushed forward to kill them, which shocked the nun, and she couldn't tell the real from the fake.

"boom"

In the end, a seemingly inconspicuous figure suddenly showed his power, his strength soared, and he held a bowl and smashed it on the back of the head of the nun who was fighting with Huahua's real body and Dao body, smiling very cheaply.

Although the nun was suppressed and put into the alms bowl, she was full of resentment and almost yelled at this monk with a rascal temperament.

"Fighting with the Buddha, Mrs. You are still far behind, and I don't even think about how many people's skills I have combined to create such a peerless and invincible secret technique." Huahua smiled and aimed at the inside of the bowl in her hand.

"you……"

"Let me tell you, this is the Eight Desolation Sovereign Kung Fu, which combines the one-thought flower blooming of the Ruthless Emperor, the ten-million-year transformation of the Holy Emperor, my master's Taoist body, and the Buddhist faith to cast a golden body, you It's not a loss, it's far away." He weighed the alms bowl in his hand and said.

Apparently, the figure that sneaked up on the nun and smiled cheaply at the end was cast by him with the power of faith. It must be solemn and merciful in the hands of other eminent monks, but it was so wretched in his hands .

"This...is also Senior Ye's disciple? The style doesn't quite match."

"The style is too different, why is this bald head so different."

"If you know that he was raised by that dog named Black Emperor, and that he was established with childhood values ​​by that wicked Taoist priest who digs people's graves, you won't have any doubts."

...

Everyone whispered, looking at him strangely.

On the other side, the battle between Yang Xi and the Overlord has reached a fever pitch, and at the final stage, when the nine gods of the Overlord's blood appear, the heaven and the earth will lose their color.

Not to mention other people, even Ye Fan's eyes became sharper, he fixed his eyes on the battlefield, paid close attention, and walked forward step by step.

boom!

The aura of opening up the world filled the air, and the nine gods collided with the vision of the holy body. At the final stage, a terrible light burst out.

That place was completely shattered, two figures flew up, the Overlord stepped out, there was still blood dripping from his right hand, and there was no injury elsewhere.

On the other hand, Yang Xi was covered in blood, staggered, and retreated far away, but he was smiling, without any frustration, and said: "The Overlord is indeed strong enough!"

He was not seriously injured, but he was not seriously injured. He survived under the most powerful secret technique of the Overlord, and his face was full of confidence and brilliance.

Overlord's face was sinking like water, and his heart was extremely irritable. This is just the enemy's disciple, who actually blocked his nine gods and never fell.

This is a powerful blow to him!

And Yang Xi was obviously able to fight again, and he quickly repaired his injured body with Zhezi secret. The broken bones were reconnected, the flesh and blood healed, and they were alive and well again.

Seeing this scene, Overlord's face became even more gloomy. Ye Fan snatched Zhezimi and Baquan from his primordial spirit back then, which is a great shame to him!

"Go to hell, junior!" The overlord's right palm suddenly burst into purple air, and the blood all over his body condensed there. The purple blood boiled, then turned red, and gathered between his five fingers. He turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Yang Xi.

The palm had faded to purple. It is bright red and dazzling, it is the essence of Cang Tian Ba's blood, it can be called "true blood", and it claims to be able to kill gods.

Everyone was amazed, the Overlord came all the way with blood, he once tore apart many great saints with his bare hands in the starry sky, walked in the blood of the gods, and stepped on too many bones under his feet. Some peerless enemies died under the true blood of the heavens!

Ye Fan moved, looking like thunder, and arrived in an instant. Cut off the overlord's way forward.

"boom!"

Ye Fan punched out and hit the bright red bloody palm. The sky and the earth were rioting, the sky exploded, and the earth sank. Even with the protection of the magic circle, this place can be restored to its original state, but it cannot be stopped now. This destructive power destroys everything.

When the last light faded, Overlord and Ye Fan stood facing each other. His right hand was broken, bright red blood dripped all over the floor, and he staggered backwards.

Ye Fan stood there, as stable as a rock, his fingers were crystal clear, without any damage.

Everyone gasped. There is no need to say anything about this result. After three or four hundred years, the Overlord lost again, and he still lost!

For three hundred years, although Ye Fan was groggy, his physical body has been transforming. After he fought for the Supreme in the restricted area of ​​life, he exploded. The physical body has been reorganized and tempered all these years, which is a terrible sublimation. .

"Master, I can handle it." Yang Xi muttered, protesting softly.

The golden color of his right palm has receded, half of the palm is bright red, but not all over the palm, obviously it is the true blood essence of the Eucharist!

"You are still young, you don't need to fight like this," Ye Fan said.

Obviously, Yang Xi would suffer a huge loss if he really tried to match up, and even if his life was safe, his vitality would be greatly damaged. Ye Fan would naturally not sit back and watch his disciples fight their way through shopping here.

"Ten years, another ten years, I will be able to fill my palms with bright red true blood, and at that time..." Yang Xi's eyes were shining brightly, and he fixed on Bawang.

Everyone was shocked and felt Yang Xi's strong fighting spirit. This meant that the Overlord had become an opponent, and he would be defeated in ten years' time.

"Master, I would like to ask you to let him go again, and my disciple is willing to fight him in ten years' time!" Finally, he spoke his mind.

The Overlord's pupils had already dimmed, and even his body was a little rickety. The defeat just now had dealt him a great blow. However, when he heard Yang Xi's words, he straightened up instantly, his eyes shot endless murderous intent!

"Master, I'm eager to confront someone with the blood of Heaven's Overlord!" Yang Xi said again.

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan nodded after being silent for a moment, agreeing to his request.

"I have never lost my fighting spirit. When the blood of the Heavenly Bawang reappears, it will make the whole world tremble!" The Bawang roared, Huo turned around, and walked away. With every step, his aura became stronger. In the end, when he was about to disappear, he tore the void directly.

The overlord goes mad!

However, since then, he is no longer regarded as an opponent by Ye Fan. This is the greatest tragedy for him. Ye Fan is looking at the man who dominates the ancestral star.

On the other side, the battle between Ye Tong and Huo Ling Cangyan will also come to an end, where the flames are overwhelming.

After all, Huo Ling used the taboo secret method, which is a terrible magic light, black and frightening. This is a kind of extremely terrible flame that he has collected, called Taiyin Immortal Fire. It is not hot, but cold fireworks. Once it appears, it will freeze and crack a person's bones.

Everyone was terrified. They never thought that Huo Ling Cangyan would find such a legendary flame in the age of mythology. It is really shocking!

This Taiyin Immortal Fire is obviously fatal to the body of the sun, and it is just right to restrain it!

Cang Yan was bleeding all over his body, stripped the flame from the sealed body, turned it into a weapon and fired it, and he himself paid a heavy price.

However, there was a sneer on the corner of Ye Tong's mouth, without any fear, he typed out eighteen ancient characters in an instant, and sealed Gao Tian.

The first nine ancient characters are the nine emperor characters in the ancient Taiyang scriptures, and the last nine ancient characters are the nine talisman seals in the Taiyin mother scriptures. The two are combined and mutually transformed, and the Taiyin fairy fire is directly sent to the town. Sealed, received the past.

"What, you are the body of the sun, and you also practice the ancient scriptures of Taiyin?!" Cang Yan was shocked.

"You are too ignorant, my aunt is the body of Taiyin, and we have exchanged ancient scriptures to practice!" Ye Tong sneered.

Cang Yan's expression was extremely cold, unexpectedly he made a miscalculation, but he was not afraid, his real skills were higher than Ye Tong's, but he was restrained. He decided to use his trump card. He didn't want to waste any more time, so he unleashed a big weapon in an instant, which was a forbidden weapon!

His heart was bleeding, and he felt that this was too wasteful. This is a magic weapon that he has smelted all the magic materials in recent years, and it can only be used once or twice.

This is a picture scroll, rattling, covering the sky and covering the earth, and it has not been suppressed by the Feixian battlefield. This is one of Huoling Cangyan's trump cards.

This weapon is too strong, smashing the vacuum, carrying the traces of the heavens and myriad ways, and pressing down, for any great sage, if he is not prepared, it will be a disaster.

In this divine picture, Cang Yan has sealed the spirits of more than a dozen great sages. With their Dao and Dharma, once they erupt, everything will be killed.

Unfortunately, the result made him despair again, wisps of emperor-level fluctuations vibrated out, Ye Tong held a golden scepter in his hand, and waved it at him!

This is the scepter of the Heavenly Court, a powerful quasi-emperor weapon!

Three hundred years ago, in the strongest dark turmoil in history, almost all the imperial weapons were blown up, or were maimed, or disappeared completely, and it was hard to see again.

Since then, the quasi-emperor weapon has become the strongest weapon in the universe, and its appearance at this time will undoubtedly have a strong deterrent effect.

If Cang Yan didn't use the forbidden weapon and continued to fight fiercely, he would have a great chance of winning, but he didn't want to lose face, he didn't want to fight with a junior, and wanted to end the battle quickly.

Ye Tong naturally directly used the quasi-emperor weapon, the golden scepter of the heavenly court shattered the divine map, and then shattered the fire spirit Cangyan, making his primordial spirit die.

"How could this happen?" Cang Yan trembled, his body was shattered, and the last ray of primordial light was gradually extinguished. He did not expect such a result.

In this world, he was so powerful, he spent his whole life proudly walking in the world, but he ended up with such a result.

There is no suspense in the end, a generation of fire spirits just died like this!

When the battle ended, everyone was terrified.

Ye Fan's three disciples are too powerful, Ye Tong fights Huo Ling Cangyan, Hua Hua suppresses several powerful enemies, even the youngest disciple Yang Xi can almost stand shoulder to shoulder with the Overlord, he can stand on his own, which makes people tremble.