Chapter 1637

Yumo wanted to yell, but he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't move his body, he could only yell in his heart.

People don't know this, but seeing Ye Fan being hit in the chest by Yu Mo's palm, they all feel a burst of sadness for him, has the glorious era of the Eucharist really passed away? It's just a face-to-face meeting, but to be hit like this, there is a kind of desolation of a hero's twilight.

"It's a pity that the battle three hundred years ago destroyed a genius of the sky. He was already brilliant. In the future, he could challenge the ancient emperors and conquer the supreme beings in the forbidden area of ​​life. But now he has ended up like this. His days of dominating the wind and clouds are gone forever."

Many people are sighing, this is an ending that makes people feel helpless and bitter in their hearts. A hero who should be invincible in the world has become so old and dull in the end.

The faces of the people who came from Shenting all had indifferent smiles on their faces. They were happy to see this scene. As soon as Yu Mo came up, he slapped Ye Fan, the saint who had shocked an era in the past, which greatly humiliated him.

Everyone was in a complicated mood. Ye Fan lost too quickly, and it was just a move. Many people were upset and wanted to rush forward to save him. They couldn't bear to see him humiliated.

"People of Shenting, are you going too far? Why are you so humiliating and unwilling to lift up after the slap is dropped!" Someone with a strong temper couldn't help it, shouted loudly, strode forward, and was about to strike.

In the past three hundred years, the rise of a new generation is destined to produce many heroes and powerful people, and many people grew up listening to Ye Fan's legend, so they naturally respect him.

In just a split second, there are tens of hundreds of people who want to move. God's Punishment City definitely has no shortage of masters. This is a no-nonsense area, but it is surprisingly prosperous. There are often great sages who come here to exchange gods, ancient scriptures, etc.

"Shenting, you deceive people too much. Have you forgotten what the Eucharist did back then? After three hundred years, it is not easy for him to survive. You don't approve of what he did, and you insult him like this, it's too much!"

The few people in the lead had a hot temper, and one of them held a big axe, cut open the void, and attacked forward.

Immediately, a line of people stood up from the side of Shenting, and one of them was a middle-aged man holding a war spear. He was also the commander of Shenting. His name was Yu Lan, and with a teasing expression on his face, he said coldly, "What are you guys doing? This battle is conducted with the consent of Saint Ye Fan. Besides, Yumo once said that if Brother Ye is defeated or unable to bear it, you can call it out, and this battle will be terminated immediately."

Everyone's face changed suddenly. Such words are too hateful. There is no trace of respect and sincerity in such words. This kind of expression makes people want to beat him on the spot.

A group of people rushed over at that time, all kinds of magic weapons were flying, and they attacked together. However, the people on the opposite side were extremely powerful. They were the strong men who commanded the domain of the gods, and they were respected as ancestors, surpassing these people.

Amidst the sound of weapons shattering, the first group of people who rushed up were all retreated, and the few leading people coughed up blood even more, suffered heavy injuries, and almost injured their lives.

"You guys are bullying too much, humiliating Ye Fan, the holy body, can you live with your conscience!? Since you are so powerful, why didn't he take the lead when he was fighting against the Supreme in the restricted area. Where were you then? Now, when his body is declining, you dare to jump out. Don't you think it's shameless?!" Many people scolded.

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"You can't say that, it's just a normal sparring, Commander Yumo won't kill him. And, don't you guys realize that it's a bit too much? Daoist Ye did have some achievements back then, but you can't push him to the altar like this. This is not respecting him, but harming him. We just want everyone to realize clearly that he...is just a person, that's all."

On the opposite side, the great commander named Yu Lan stepped forward, with a faint smile on his face, and cut everyone's way.

You Ruo, the adopted daughter of the Lord of the Divine Court, has a face that is so beautiful that she looks calm at the moment, and she didn't say anything, but not stopping all of this is an attitude in itself.

"Hey, that's not right!"

The oldest old commander in Shenting finally felt that something was wrong. Yu Mo's palm was on Ye Fan's chest for too long, even if he wanted to humiliate him, it shouldn't be like this.

At this time, some people finally realized that something was wrong, Yu Mo's face was very strange, from the initial mockery to the current pale, the change was very abrupt, as if he had seen a ghost.

Suddenly, Yumo, the youngest commander of Shenting, coughed up blood, his body shook violently, and then shook. Everyone heard the sound of bone cracking, and he fell down like a puddle of mud.

"Yumo!"

"Master Commander!"

Everyone on the Shenting side exclaimed, and all of them changed their colors. What happened suddenly, Yu Mo hit Ye Fan with a palm, but he fell down by himself in the end.

A group of people rushed forward quickly, especially several great sages sacrificed magic weapons, so many weapons attacked Ye Fan together, and they were ruthless.

Around, many people were upset. Just now, everyone in the court stopped them from disturbing the duel between the two, but now they directly participated in it. It is really two standards.

"I'm here, don't you think it's too much?" Heihuang said solemnly, and a Dao map flew out, making the void foggy, showing its power.

However, it thought and thought, and did not stop it, with a strange look in its eyes.

"Yu Mo, what's wrong with you?" Those people shouted.

Yu Mo's body was limp, almost half kneeling, very unwilling, but he couldn't control his body, limp there, this posture made him extremely embarrassed. He was still very arrogant just now, looking around and looking at the powerful men in the sky, but in the blink of an eye, he prostrated himself at Ye Fan's feet.

"I... seem to have lost to myself. It was my avenue fragments that pierced me." He said with difficulty.

Pieces of magic weapons flew over and landed on Ye Fan's body. He finally made a move, his palms were crystal clear, and he hit one by one, with endless clicking sounds.

No one knew what happened, Ye Fan's palms collided with those weapons, and the Dao marks inside the weapons rushed out, and all of them hit his body, making him shake violently.

However, many weapons themselves are cracked!

Yu Mo's face was pale, and he prostrated himself at Ye Fan's feet, as if facing a supreme king. He felt very humiliated. He had already spoken bold words, but now he was in this posture, which made him want to slam his head to death there.

The third strongest of the younger generation in the past three hundred years, although the statement that he is alone in the court, it is enough to explain his celestial demeanor and unparalleled talent for cultivation. It is a pity that this kind of divine ring cover can still only kneel at the feet of the weakened holy body.

Everyone was stunned. Just now they were still worried about Ye Fan, lamenting the twilight of his hero, feeling desolate, but now it was this scene, many people cheered loudly after being petrified.

"kill!"

The middle-aged commander Yu Lan led more than a dozen of the top fighters to kill them. He didn't dare to attack physically, ignored the cracked weapons, and directly resorted to various Taoist methods to hit Ye Fan.

The divine light covered the sun, Taoism soared to the sky, and a surprising thing happened. Ye Fan's body trembled slightly after being hit, but he still stood still. He didn't fight back, his expression was cold, and he glanced at everyone.

This is appalling!

"Shards of my avenue!"

The middle-aged leader Yu Lan screamed out. He felt that his whole body was empty, and he seemed to have turned into a mortal in an instant, falling from the nine heavens into hell.

The others were also pale, even worse than him. They couldn't speak a word, and felt extremely empty. Their morals and spiritual energy were drained, leaving only a shell.

This is a kind of stripping, and fragments of Taoism entered the opponent's body.

Ye Fan's [body] came out with a crackling sound, and the powerful attacks of many great saints, all of which were stripped of the Dao elements, were tempering his flesh and blood. His body was like a furnace, and the enemy's Dao fragments were all fire, extracting his own Dharma and Tao.

At the same time, the imprints of the origin of these people's Tao also left a mark here, which was swept by his mind.

In the past ten years, he has been comprehending the Dharma, observing the general trend of the world, experiencing the power of the sword over time, and seeing himself as a copper furnace of the world, melting all dharmas and Taos, tempering his own body, and nurturing hundreds of scriptures and ten thousand dharmas.

His Dharma and Dao have never disappeared, they have always been there, and his Dao and deeds are also growing, but they are sealed in his own flesh and blood and cannot be used.

He needs a process of nirvana, the phoenix can only be reborn from the ashes of fire, and he needs to bathe in thousands of Taos, using the power of a hundred scriptures to forge his body, so that he can be reborn.

Three hundred years ago, Ye Fan went shopping for the supreme being in the restricted area of ​​life, and suffered a life-affecting ordeal. The whole person is indeed half useless. If there is no accident, he can only stop here for the rest of his life.

Such severe repression, waiting for him to bring the shackles of order that is difficult to break. However, everything has two sides. Considering it from another perspective, this might be a kind of training and opportunity. The harder the suppression is, the stronger the rebound will be. Once he breaks free from the cage, he may die like a dragon, trembling for thirty days after singing!

The past three hundred years had not been wasted, and he was in a daze during the process of reshaping his physical body, but his flesh and blood were fighting against the imprint of the supreme law, like a fairy sword sharpened to the extreme after three hundred years of sharpening. This is the reason why his physical body became more and more terrifying even though he had never practiced it. This was cultivated in the great battle with the remaining traces of the Supreme Dao Ze.

Moreover, although he was in a coma, his subconscious mind never fell asleep, and was always in a special state. In his mind, there were several great enemies, namely the Lord of Reincarnation, the Supreme Lord of Light and Darkness, the Emperor of Stone, the Lord of Shenxu, and the Supreme Emperor of Qitian.

More than 300 years ago, he had faced these people face to face, and fought against them. During the process of recreating his flesh and blood, he had been fighting against these people in the depths of his subconscious mind and deduced them.

It can be said that this is the most precious wealth in the world of practice. For ten years, he has enlightened the Tao, practiced the Dharma, wandered in the world of mortals, and visited famous mountains and rivers with Ji Ziyue, awakening his potential. The recovery of the subconscious for more than three hundred years was perceived by him, which made him become mad when he realized the Tao, and almost turned into a Taoist.

His feelings are too profound. No battle in the world can compare to a battle with Supreme. It is unfortunate and lucky that he had this kind of experience. He encountered this catastrophe of life and death.

The picture of the Supreme War and those Dao patterns of law and order still have traces in his [body], and his origin is still fighting with those things, which is one of the main reasons why he lost all the fragments of Dao Dharma.

There are too many things in his [body], but he doesn't need to worry about it anymore. What he needs now is to step on all the Tao and Dharma under his feet and let himself be above everything else.

Now, he is a copper furnace of heaven and earth, and he needs the fire of ten thousand ways to temper his body, hoping for the nirvana of the phoenix and recreating a new body.

It is only the beginning to use oneself as a furnace to attract the fire of all kinds of sources, to forge flesh and blood, and to sharpen the primordial spirit.

"ah……"

Yulan screamed, but couldn't change the reality. His avenue fragments rushed into the opponent's [body] inexplicably. He didn't know what happened, and rushed back after a while.

"Click!"

All of these dozens of people trembled violently, their bones and tendons were broken, and their souls were all shattered and suffered severe trauma.

Without exception, these people all fell limply on the ground, and they all crawled under Ye Fan's feet, like puddles of mud, unable to move.

This scene was shocking, all the spectators in God's Punishment City were petrified, whether it was Ye Fan's side, Shenting's side, or neutral spectators.

The leader of the God Court governing a domain is definitely the most powerful among the great sages. He walks proudly, but in front of Ye Fan, the legendary saint who has already been half-abolished, he is so unbearable!

The people who were so proud just now were all kneeling there, unable to struggle, everyone was sweating profusely, their bodies convulsed and trembled.

"What happened, is Saint Ye Fan going to rise again?!"

"There is still no Dao fluctuation in his [body], and he can't even use the chain of order, but why is it so weird just now, what kind of law and way is this?"

"I seem to see that the Eucharist has returned to its peak again, and a new starting point for the shining universe is about to begin!"

Many people whispered, and the monks who favored Ye Fan were all excited, with [excited] expressions on their faces, looking forward to it, and couldn't help clenching their fists.

The strong men on the Shenting side all turned blue. The row of people kneeling at Ye Fan's feet in front was too dazzling. Among them were their commanders and their guardians, but they knelt there in humiliation.

"Hey, in this world today, those who have the ability to blurt out Ruogu don't make a sound, and those who don't have the ability to yell all day long. Whatever you look at, they are talking about you. Don't stare. If you are really capable, you won't kneel here!"

"you……"

A generation of genius Yu Mo's face was flushed, blood was about to come out, and Yu Lan and others were about to go crazy. What they experienced today was really a shame and a shame.

"Aren't you amazing? Each of you ruled a sea of ​​stars. How did you end up kneeling here?" The Black Emperor continued to attack, ruthlessly exposing their scars, and said, "Trash is trash. Three hundred years ago, when you faced the Supreme in the restricted area of ​​life, you were cowardly. You all fled for your life and did not dare to come out. Three hundred years later, when you saw the person who fought against the Supreme come back alive, you all rushed up like chicken blood, thinking that defeating a useless holy body would be enough Is the universe famous? Pooh, a bunch of trash, they are still defeated, and they will never be able to get on the stage!"

In God's Punishment City, many people heard the words and booed together, shouting happily, and the Black Emperor sprayed these people bloody, making them feel that this was the case, and they didn't sympathize at all.

Everyone in Shenting wanted to find a crack in the ground to get down. The situation was stronger than others, and it was entirely their own fault that they ended up in this situation.

At this moment, some areas in Ye Fan's [body] lighted up, like weak candles flickering bright hope in the darkness, and that part of flesh and blood was brilliant and crystal-clear, shining brightly, and began to shine.

"Fight!" Someone in Shenting shouted, ordering the infinite army in outer space, ready to kill the generals, wanting to launch a doomsday catastrophe here.

Ye Fan stood on the back of the blood crow and soared to the sky. He needed ten thousand kinds of Dao fire to raise in the Dao furnace of his body to temper his flesh and soul and recreate his body! (to be continued)