Chapter 1626 After the War

The first battle ended, the overlord left sadly, and a generation of the most powerful fire spirit fell. This result is undoubtedly a sensation. Ye Fan's three major disciples rise up in this great world, looking down upon the world!

The three figures, shrouded by a divine ring, stand side by side, like the god of war from ancient times, manifesting in this life, and it is rare to meet an opponent in the world.

The surrounding fields were quiet, and people held their breaths. Ye Fan's disciples had grown up like this, which made his old enemy feel embarrassing. If we fight again, who will we face?

At this time, no one is targeting them. Although there are peerless masters in Diguan who are watching coldly and have never really come, I believe this battle will definitely touch them.

The people dispersed and the place returned to tranquility.

Of course, some people who wanted to follow Ye Fan never went far, but hovered nearby, they were waiting, hoping for a chance.

"Master, who are these three losers?"

In front of the hut, Huahua tilted his head, his bald head was as bright as waxed, he squinted at Mo Wentian, Tuoba Mo, and Yiming, with a frivolous look on his face.

"Who are you talking about, bald man?!" Tuoba Mo was furious at the time, he was suppressed by Ye Fan forcefully and captured as a coolie, but he was despised by a bald man.

"Boy, you owe me a beating. Dare to criticize Brother Buddha and don't even look at who you are. Go and pour a cup of tea for Master Buddha. Don't be confused about your identity." Huahua sat down on the wooden pier and instructed Tuo Postscript Mo.

"Baldhead, you are so arrogant, you dare to fight me!" Tuoba Mo burst into anger, rushed straight to Tianling Cap, and strode forward.

"A fight is a fight, whoever shoots who." Huahua stood up and covered her with a slap.

"boom"

There was no suspense, Tuoba Mo flew out and fell into the dust, because he was severely injured by Ye Fan, the five secret realms were broken, and it was extremely difficult to recover.

"Monk, if you let me recover, I hit you so hard that you don't even know Amitabha Buddha!" ​​Tuoba Mo hated.

He is a demonic figure. She is unscrupulous in this world, has always been strong, and has always acted as she pleases, but now she feels extremely aggrieved.

"Who do you think you are? Any cat or dog wants to challenge me. If I have to respond, I won't be bored to death." Huahua sneered.

On the way here, he had already heard about these three people, especially when he learned that this demonic man had said that his master Ye Fan was old. Vulnerable, naturally he remembered it.

It is definitely not a simple matter for the monk to take revenge.

"Boy, I heard that you are crazy and want to fight my junior brother Yang Xi to prove that Yaoguang is stronger than my teacher? I also heard that you said that there will be no human saint Ye Fan in the world after three hundred years. Ye Fan is already dead. Really! It's dangerous." Huahua stared at Mo Wentian again.

Mo Wentian let out a cold snort. No answer.

Huahua smiled, and said, "Forget it, I think you have a lot of wisdom. You should be a member of my Buddhist sect. Today, the poor monk will take you back to your place."

"What... do you want to do?" Mo Wentian's hair stood on end, feeling that something was wrong, and he stared at him vigilantly.

However, he had no strength to resist now, he was directly imprisoned by Huahua, and then took out a shiny razor, calmly pressed his head, and then began to cut the knife.

"Stop!" Mo Wentian yelled. His face turned green. How could this monk be so weird and wicked that he wanted to deal with him like this.

"Benefactor, you can just scream, it's useless to break your throat." Huahua smiled cheaply. Swiping the razor in his hand, the bright light of the blade fluttered like pieces of paper flying down from the sky.

Mo Wentian roared wildly, but his head was pinned down and he couldn't move. I only felt a head of long black hair falling down, and the cool wind hit my head, making my whole body tremble with anger.

"Benefactor, you have fully realized that the three thousand troubles have all gone." Huahua put away the knife, looking like a peerless swordsman, swiped a few more knives, and put on a cool pose.

Mo Wentian's face was green, he wished he could step on his bald head, and finally couldn't help but howl, but there was no black hair fluttering around, only a bald head.

Huahua took a step back, put away the razor, put on the appearance of an eminent monk, clasped his hands together, and said: "Amitabha, good, good, from now on, the benefactor, you will be with me, with the Buddha, and the flower will bloom with one thought. Master is up."

He was chattering, but it made Mo Wentian go crazy and want to bite someone, this bald man is too wicked.

"Hey, by the way, didn't you scold the bald man just now? Are you talking about him?" Huahua asked Tuoba Mo, and then pointed to Mo Wentian.

The faces of the two parties were ashen, their eyes were spitting fire, and they stared at him fiercely.

"This is wrong." Huahua corrected, then walked towards Tuoba Mo, and said, "The Buddha said that all living beings are equal, how can you discriminate against Mo Benefactor, you are with him, and you are the same person."

Swipe!

The cold light flickered, the knife light danced, Tuoba Mo also became bald, his head was shiny, and he could clearly see the veins throbbing violently on his face, trembling all over, he rushed towards Huahua. Unfortunately, it was futile and was knocked to the ground by a slap.

"Don't...don't come here!" Yi Ming shouted.

"I hate the little white face the most. No dusty temperament is as good as this mortal's appearance. Come, the Buddha will send you a fortune and let you return to your innocence."

boom!

Hua Hualun punched Yi Ming with a black eye, and said, "You guys dare to insult my master, even if your master is here!"

When Ye Fan, Yang Xi, and Ye Tong came over, Huahua had already cleaned up, and there were three more bald heads on the spot, and the three victims were shaking suddenly, unable to speak out of anger.

"Brother, it's wrong for you to do this. How can you say that they are also people with status, how can you do this?" Yang Xi accused, and then pulled them up one by one, saying: "Come with me."

Personal temperaments are different, and the way of doing things is naturally different. Yang Xi pulled three people who hated him to the extreme... singled out, he is a fighting maniac.

"Junior Brother, you are very ruthless, their secret realms have been penetrated, don't accidentally shoot them to death!" Huahua reminded.

"It's okay, isn't there your Nirvana Heart Sutra, let them recover temporarily, I will pay attention!" Yang Xi said.

In the next few days, the sound of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking came from a distance, and the three people roared angrily, and the fighting maniac began to exercise his muscles and bones.

In Diguan, the atmosphere is a bit weird. Huo Ling died and Overlord was defeated. People are discussing these days, and they all feel uneasy.

Ye Fan came back to life and reappeared in the world after three hundred years. This news has almost been confirmed, shaking the only true way and shocking everyone.

Now, everyone is thinking, what kind of combat power will Ye Fan have if he really recovers? This is a question worthy of serious consideration by every person who has aspirations. Because, in the future, they may really have to face it in the end, maybe it will be a natural moat to stop everyone!

"Unexpectedly, I saw it right on that day. It was really him." Xi Bodhisattva sighed softly. They had traveled together in the world of Zhongzhou Immortal Mansion back then, and had a friendship.

Jin Chanzi came out of the dust in white clothes, nodded and said: "That is a powerful person. But if anyone wants to enter the emperor's way, they must pass his level."

On this day, Yin Tiande stood on an ancient tower in the Emperor Pass, looking into the distance, he was sensing the Emperor's Immortal Scripture, not affected by the outside atmosphere. until much later. Only then did he open his eyes, and silently looked at a gate of light, which would lead directly to the battlefield of Feixian!

on it. The purple air soars into the sky, with a mighty 30,000 miles, like a god will travel far away, giving people the feeling that it is unfathomable, a pair of eyes can annihilate the endless starry sky.

"I caught it, Emperor Zun's scriptures, wait a little longer, and I will meet you soon." This is his whisper.

"What, Master, you actually sensed the Emperor's Immortal Sutra. This is really... heaven-defying!" A female disciple was shocked, and then she smiled happily, almost screaming.

In the other direction, there is an ancient road platform engraved with mottled years. This place should receive the essence of heaven and earth, and be watered by the power of stars such as the sun and the moon, and it is the most brilliant. However, at this moment, the Dao platform was completely dark, and there was a treasure vase of the Dao floating there, turning into a black hole. Devour all the essence in the universe.

Below, sat a man cross-legged, motionless, falling into the deepest level of enlightenment, like a god who was dusty in the years.

Finally, he moved, and in an instant he opened his mouth and inhaled the Dao vase, which turned into countless runes and sank into his mouth, and the black symbols were branded in his flesh and blood.

Then, his whole body suddenly glowed, dispelling the darkness in an instant, and his whole temperament changed drastically. The divine ring covered his body, every inch of his body was shining brightly, and even his hair was dyed with golden brilliance, like the son of the sun god.

At this moment, he was full of vitality, with an indelible charm, like an immortal king who had gone through countless calamities awakened from the dust and returned to the present world.

This is a completely different temperament. There are two great heavenly skills in his body, and he quickly realized a transformation, making this body extremely terrifying and flowing with the most mysterious brilliance.

With the power of the gods, the aura of the Holy Spirit, the blood power of the Sky Swallowing Beast, and the Dao Mark of the Primordial Demon... On this person, there are many powerful physiques in the universe, which makes people feel trembling.

Now, these origins have been smelted into one body and returned to one furnace, creating a person, he is Fluctlight!

"For so many years, I have been looking forward to a battle with you. I never thought that you are really so against the sky, and you are back again. My blood is about to boil. I hope you will not let me down." Yaoguang said to himself.

"Master, you don't have time to go away now. Emperor Zun Xianjing is the most important thing. Didn't the guardian of Diguan say it? This is a crucial step." Another of his disciples, Li Qingzhou, came and stood on the ancient road platform Said next.

...

In Diguan, Dawei Holy Spirit, Nine Tribulations Taoist, Ditian, Great Demon King Guhuang, and some ancient emperor bloodlines arrived, and their reactions were different.

To become a great emperor, one must have a strong enough emperor body, and being stronger than the holy body may become the ultimate test for a super strong enough to become an emperor in this life.

Everyone is thinking that this may be the greatest test that God has sent them, to bring back the Holy Body, the strongest body of the race, to stop them.

There is one person who is very special, that is Zhang Bairen, he has been strolling in the ancient streets, he has not participated in anything, seems to be detached from the world.

In Feixian Battlefield, Ye Fan got along with the three disciples for a few days, and heard them tell a lot about relatives and relatives. He was very relieved that the deceased was safe and the Heavenly Court was getting stronger day by day.

On the thatched hut, a gecko fell and broke its tail a few days ago, but now it has grown a part, causing Ye Fan to be in a daze.

In the distance, a big boa constrictor was coiled on the boulder, shedding its skin, struggling to break free from its old skin. Soon after, its body was covered in golden scales, and a horn grew out of its head. more powerful.

"Master, they are all comprehending the Emperor's Immortal Scripture, including the descendants of the Taikoo Emperor, etc. Why don't you go, it is said that there is a great secret in the scripture!" Yang Xi said.

"I don't want to go for the time being, let me be quiet for a while, and think about my own way." Ye Fan sat cross-legged in front of the thatched hut, watching the flowers bloom and fall, the dead trees regenerate, and the weeds sprout, and the whole person calmed down. (to be continued)