Chapter 592

Xiao Yunsheng was slapped by a cultivator in the Mysterious Dragon Transformation Realm, completely stunned, and roared like a wounded beast. 【~

Ye Fan followed up, pressing down with his right hand, and this time he took the center of his eyebrows and cut open his head.

Xiao Yunsheng stretched out his left hand to block, if the eyebrows were broken, the sea of ​​consciousness would be destroyed.

When the cultivation base reaches his level, even if his limbs are broken, he can regenerate, but his consciousness cannot be injured. Once the imprint of his soul is destroyed, this person will cease to exist.

"boom!"

Ye Fan still hit the seal of holding the mountain, and he kept going forward, his right hand was as black as a mountain peak, shattered the law intertwined with divine power, and attacked it.

"Crack!"

Xiao Yunsheng's left hand spasmed, and then twisted and deformed, causing serious fractures. The severe pain made his face grim and cold sweat broke out.

"puff"

The black mountain formed by Ye Fan's right hand kept pressing down, and the force sank violently. This was a purely physical confrontation. Xiao Yunsheng's palm and fingers were finally torn and turned into a lump of flesh.

How strong is a powerful body, but it is not enough to see in front of Ye Fan, and was smashed by his peak power.

"Ah..." Xiao Yunsheng shouted, leaning back to avoid the blow that would sever his skull.

Ye Fan pressed down with his right hand, almost touching his forehead, Xiao Yunsheng's spirits were blown away, and he fell straight to the ground, tumbling on the spot.

"boom"

Ye Fan followed in three steps, the right caster moved, and smashed down violently, as heavy as ten thousand pounds!

"Clap!"

This foot can be said to be quite sharp, especially fierce, the sole of the foot stepped on his chest, and a dozen sternums were broken at that time.

"puff"

Xiao Yunsheng opened his mouth with a mouthful of blood. At this moment, his five internal organs were torn apart, and his foot almost pierced through his chest, kicking him through.

"boom!"

Ye Fan continued to shoot, this time mercilessly, stepping on his forehead, obviously wanting to smash his head and kill him.

It all happened in an instant, so fast that people couldn't stop it, and all the movements happened in an instant.

"stop!"

Some people shouted loudly next to him, and Taishi Xiao had more than a dozen pieces of collectors on his head, rushing towards him like an old lion.

"boom!"

Ye Fan was unmoved, stomped his right foot vigorously, and stepped on Xiao Yunsheng's forehead.

"puff!"

At a critical moment, Xiao Yunsheng spit out a mouthful of innate blood essence, which was transformed into a party, and the idle people waited to retreat! "Wang Yangzhan of the Yin-Yang Sect revisited the old story.

The demon master of Nanling, the emperor of the state, the monk of the Western Desert, etc. stepped forward, forcing many people out, and people could not get close.

"And you, hurry up!" A powerful man beside Wang Yangzhan scolded Ye Fan and the others with a dignified expression and no fear.

"Forgot the pain just now?" The old blind man sneered.

"This place is not a place where everyone can stay..." Wang Yangzhan said here, and the life and death energy above his head manifested and appeared.

The red and black atmospheres lingered, like a blue sky sinking down, to suppress everyone, every high-level figure felt suffocated.

"The weapon of the ancient saint!"

Many people are pale, and even if they are holy masters, they are still apprehensive. They never imagined that someone sacrificed a holy weapon and could definitely sweep them all.

That kind of power can hardly be resisted by manpower. In the era when saints were difficult to be born, holding this kind of weapon was almost invincible in the world.

"Is this the legendary Yin-Yang mirror?" People thought of this almost mythical weapon, and they all changed color.

This is a handed down holy soldier. It has been passed down in the world for more than 200,000 years and has been immortal. It is one of the most terrifying ancient holy soldiers.

Not every saint can make a weapon that matches his own realm, because that kind of material is too hard to find.

Just like the emperor looking for the red gold of the blood of the phoenix, the mother energy of all things, and the green gold of the tears of the fairy, it is impossible to find.

Weapons made by ancient saints with ordinary materials can survive for tens of thousands of years at least, and at most, they will be wiped out in time.

Only the weapons of the rank of saints refined from the sacrifice of the peerless gods can last forever.

"No, it's not the handed down holy soldier, there is no invincible Qi machine that destroys everything."

"It's an ancient mirror that was imitated by the Yin-Yang Sect 50,000 years ago. Although it came from the hands of a saint, it was not made of a peerless divine object. Tens of thousands of years have passed, and it has been half destroyed!"

"However, there is still a very powerful holy spirit, and other weapons can never compete!"

People are all going backwards, and many people are pale, knowing that they will definitely not be able to compete with Yin-Yang Sect.

Although the people of Yin-Yang Sect have nothing to fear, they do not dare to disrespect the people of the Immortal God Dynasty. Those who have walked out of the inheritance of the Great Emperor of the Human Race are unfathomable.

However, they didn't say anything to Ye Fan and the others. Xiao Yunsheng, who was standing with them, even gritted his teeth and shouted, "Come here!"

"Old blind man, my damaged saint weapon, even in this special place that suppresses divine power, is enough to kill all of you." Wang Yangzhan, the old leader of the Yin-Yang Sect, said casually, "Look at the legendary figures. On the face of immortality, I let you go.

However, several of them must die. "

He stared at Ye Fan, Dongfangye, and Duan De, and then locked the broken bowl and wanted to keep it for himself.

On the ten-thousand-zhang jade platform, it suddenly became quiet, and everyone knew that even a saint's weapon, which had been damaged by the power of the years, could kill many top experts.

"That fat man, bring your bowl!" Wang Yangzhan was indifferent and asked for a few people's body protection treasures.

At this juncture of life and death, Duan De's expression was unpredictable, he gritted his teeth for a while, and then his eyes flickered again.

"You ants and worms are all dead!" Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth and said with incomparable resentment, "That dead fat man, hurry up and hand over the bowl."

"Damn, do you really think I've settled down?" Duan De gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind, the broken bowl above his head exuded a terrible aura.

"Crack!"

The broken bowl cracked, tens of thousands of black lights rushed out, and a quaint pottery cover was exposed, floating in the void, and there was a grimace mark on it that was so eye-catching.

"That is……"

"It looks familiar, very similar to a rumor recorded in some ancient book!"

"I remembered, damn...that's the mark of the Great Emperor Swallowing Heaven, and the lid of this clay pot is the emperor's soldier."

"Ancient Heaven Swallowing Magic Jar... It is the extreme weapon of Donghuang. Oh my god, the long-lost magic jar lid was born!"

Many people were terrified and couldn't help but go backwards.

"Don't be afraid, half a pole weapon can't be revived, unless the saint comes, or no one can mobilize it, and the great emperor's immortal power can't come."

"Then go try it!"

"If you can't wield the power of the emperor, you can also overwhelm the weapons of the ancient saints!"

There was a commotion on the ten thousand zhang jade platform, no one was not shocked, and they all retreated.

Ye Fan was also tongue-tied. The most important part of the ancient swallowing magic pot that the Black Emperor could not forget was actually in Duan De's hand, hidden in the broken bowl.

"Dare to show off in front of me with a broken mirror?" Duan De raised his head, calmed down, and said, "You are finished, offend me! In the future, I will dig the tombs of your ancestors, and your own The cemetery is left to me to dig!"