Chapter 783 Divine Spirit Technique

Blood dripping, shocking!

Ye Fan stepped on Zitian and fell from the sky. He smashed his chest with one foot, and it was torn apart. The soles of his feet went through and stepped on the ground.

This scene stunned everyone. I don't know how many leaders there are in this garden, let alone how many rising stars in Nanling, and the pearls of the great teachers of the dynasty are pale.

The blood-stained demeanor and the bloody pictures are more powerful than all words. The dignified young master of the Spirit Valley, a successor of the ancient royal family, was defeated by the human body.

Ye Fan didn't use any tricks, and he didn't even show his weapons. Pure aesthetic violence shattered everything with a pair of golden fists.

Invincible in the world! Everyone felt that there was such a belief in his heart.

Ye Fan's resolute words and deeds made people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles and smashing all the obstacles in front of him.

Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all had snow-white faces.

Wu Fei, one of the four goddesses, was okay, and several bright pearls were also restless, wondering if Fang and the young master of the Spirit Valley had criticized the human body when they smiled Qiaoyanran.

Many people are in shock, all watching from a distance, no one dares to approach.

The ground was scarlet, Ye Fan just stepped there, Zitian's body was torn apart, and a big golden hand was pressed down at this time, which was to completely end his life.

Zi Tian screamed, extremely shrill, his body completely collapsed and turned into a brilliance, but everyone was taken aback, this was his own initiative.

A blazing light emerged, and the other Zitian stood in the void, escaped from Ye Fan's feet, united with the primordial spirit, and rushed forward.

The whole world roared, and all kinds of avenues appeared. Immortality, eternity, and eternity all seemed to be destroyed.

A god!

Everyone felt this kind of aura. This light-transformed Zitian merged with the Primordial Spirit, and it was even more terrifying. The void was fixed at once, and everything seemed to stop for a brief moment.

"Do you really call me the Valley of the Gods for nothing?" Zi Tian was so cold.

Ye Fan's body was hard to move, and he was bound in the void, and the light-quality body in front of him shot out terrifying beams.

"Our major is the gods, and the flesh is just a station!" Zi Tian shouted, killing Ye Fan's primordial spirit and destroying him in Sendai.

The Valley of the Spirits is ultimately about cultivating the primordial spirit, refining one's own spirit, and when reaching the highest realm, one will abandon the physical body.

Zi Tian is far from reaching the highest realm, and if he hadn't been forced into this kind of Jedi, he wouldn't dare to use it, because he would be destroyed at every turn!

However, today he succeeded, and there was no danger.

"Boom"

As if struck by lightning, Ye Fan's flesh shell had a crack between his eyebrows, and a wisp of blood spilled out, but his body did not fall and was still standing.

"What a powerful physique, it would be a pity to destroy it, leave it to me as a post station and become the real body in the future" Zi Tian laughed, extremely cruel.

A more terrifying light emitted from his body, shot towards Ye Fan's eyebrows, there was a thud, and there was another crack, and blood flowed.

"Break your Sendai, take your flesh, and the Holy Body of the Human Race will become my body from now on!" He yelled frantically, rushing forward.

In the distance, everyone was horrified, and no one thought that Zitian had such terrifying means. The physical body was not important, and the gods that were truly cultivated were the most terrifying.

"You can die and give me this powerful body." Zi Tian shouted, his expression grim, he was about to turn into a blazing light and penetrate Ye Fan's Sendai.

"boom"

Suddenly a golden one came out, grabbed him, and pinched it in the palm of his hand, Ye Fanhan said: "God, it's just like that!"

"What, how can you break through, imprisoned for eternity, no one can escape this kind of bondage in Sendai Second Layer Heaven" Zi Tian shouted, and it was not until this moment that he was terrified.

"There is this kind of secret technique in the Valley of the Spirits, which really surprised me, but it's a little short of trying to kill me." Ye Fan's golden battle gas continued to transpiration, and the fiery aura was overwhelming, and the infinite holy light drowned this place.

What bondage, what imprisonment, what eternity has been broken through.

"Ah••" Zi Tiandu shouted, struggling violently, but it was useless, Ye Fan's big hands were closing, and his light body was slowly fading away.

Relying on your own efforts, from hell to heaven step by step, and turning everything around, you will be filled with a sense of accomplishment, and your spirit will be endlessly joyful, but if you just climb up, you will be kicked down by someone, which is even worse than reincarnation in the eighteenth layer of hell. sorrow.

"No!" Zi Tian was in despair, thinking that he would turn the tide of the battle at a critical moment and stomped the undead enemy under his feet, but he never thought that it would still be empty.

Everyone was really chilled, and they asked themselves, if it was them, I am afraid that no one would be able to escape this catastrophe, the kind of secret technique in the Valley of the Spirits was suddenly and terrifying.

A veritable Jedi counter-kill! But it was strongly suppressed by Ye Fan, and it did not achieve the desired effect.

"I don't want to die, the mantra of the ancestors, the taboo tactics, borrow the power of the sky, borrow the light of the Dao, burn me!" Zitian shouted unwillingly, his expression grim.

On his body, there is an ancient character blooming with a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there is an engraving on his soul, exuding a terrifying sage coercion.

"The breath of the ancient ancestors!"

Ye Fan shouted badly, it was the handwriting of a sage-level figure of the ancient times, Zitian is the inheritor of the Valley of the Gods, and the nose has been sheltered and spoiled.

"buzz"

His Sendai is dazzling, a golden villain is exactly like him, holding a small cauldron and flying out, in harmony with the avenue of heaven and earth.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the void seemed to freeze, which was many times stronger than the eternal imprisonment of Zitiandu.

Taiji, Ye Fan's divine form, turned back in reverse, and the primordial spirit joined the Tao, becoming an unpredictable point, rushing out of the original body, Tianyu, and turning into a variable!

Like a ray of light from the beginning, nothing could stop it, Yuanshen held Xiaoding and suppressed it from the sky, smashing Zitiandu's soul to pieces with a bang.

Everything is peaceful, only the Tai Chi reversed and Wuji moved around a little, that is Ye Fan's Yuanshen and Xiaoding.

In the distance, the people watching the battle also stood still, as if frozen in this picture.

"boom"

It wasn't until Zitiandu's soul exploded and Ye Fan's primordial spirit returned home, all of which seemed to be active.

Ye Fan fled far away in an instant and left the spot, Zitian was completely destroyed, and he became dust without even a scream.

"Who is it, to kill my descendants without leaving any room?!" A majestic voice shouted, and there was an ancient word in the void that burst into the sky.

"It's me!" Ye Fan stood in the distance, not afraid.

"buzz"

The ancient word shone brightly and turned into a big purple claw, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth. This was to turn into ashes and destroy everything.

The world trembles!

Ye Fan made a decisive move, and the golden war aura boiled, drowning the world, defying the chaotic secret, confusing everyone's vision.

He carved eighteen ancient characters in the void, nine of which were recorded in the Taoist scriptures, and the other nine were recorded in the Sun Scriptures, creating a small world cage that covered all aura and was completely isolated from the outside world.

At this moment, without any hesitation, Li Tianyan made a decisive move and directly took out the goddess stove.

Roar like the sea!

All words are indescribable and deafening, as if the sun, moon and stars are falling one by one.

However, outsiders could not perceive that they were using the weapons of a human race to kill the handwriting of an ancestor king.

Eighteen ancient characters concealed its breath.

Ye Fan, Li Tian and Yan Yixi were strong and decisive, and they were bold enough to wipe out the imprint of an ancient ancestor.

Zitian is dead!

The news spread quickly, making the land of Nanling noisy, and many people were dumbfounded and surprised.

The immemorial races will be born. This huge pressure makes the gods feel breathless. Over the years, the human race is facing a great enemy, and many people are uneasy.

Now, someone has attacked the ancient royal family and killed the successor of the Valley of Gods.

After beheading Zitiandu, Ye Fan didn't leave, and watching the scenery in a garden made some people very uneasy, especially Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, and Xie Siyuan, who had no bottom in their hearts.

Ye Fan glanced at them lightly, and said, "As Nanling Junyan, you should have your own backbone. Your ancestors are all arrogances that have a long history."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of several people suddenly became hot, they cupped their hands, and slowly stepped back.

The sound of the guzheng was like a small stream, dripping with a clear spring, and then it began to be gradually intense, gradually high-pitched, golden and iron horses, and swords screamed, killing and cutting into the sky.

At the end of the song, Wu Fei, one of the four goddesses of Nanling, sighed softly and said, "Do you guys think that I am courting the ancient royal family?"

"Of course not, she knows people by hearing the strings, Miss Wu is extremely intelligent and intelligent, how can she be that kind of person?" Li Tian smiled, his face was familiar, and he introduced himself warmly.

The four goddesses of Nanling are all beautiful, and they are all peerless beauties.

"Are you guys staying here for a long time, aren't you afraid of the enemy coming?" Wu Fei said.

"I'll sit here quietly and wait for them to come one by one!" Ye Fan stood in the pavilion, his words were sonorous, and he looked into the distance.

You don't have to think about it, you know that the outside world must have been noisy, and I don't know how many people are talking about today's battle.

Ye Fan seemed to have seen Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Yuan Gu, and the killers from the God Dynasty coming.

"You want to wait for them to come?" Yan Yixi asked secretly.

"Naturally you can't be a target and wait for them to hit. When the people are about to arrive, let's go and kill them one by one!" Ye Fan said solemnly.

The wind gradually picked up, and the crystal flowers withered one after another, falling down one after another.

"The Taikoo Ancestor King is about to be born, it's a huge pressure..." Ye Fan said to himself, trying to frighten those ancient kings is easier said than done