Seeing the monstrous sea of fire completely swallowing up the great priest, Ye Fan's expression, instead of becoming relaxed, became more solemn.
He could feel that the great priest was not buried in the sea of fire, and his aura was still extremely powerful.
It's right to think about it. If the great priest who ruled the Japanese country for more than a century was killed so easily, it would be too unworthy of his name.
"boom!"
Suddenly, in the raging sea of fire, a bright star-like light burst out, forcibly scattering Nan Mingli's fire.
The next moment, the great priest's body was exposed, not even a spark was stained.
Incredibly, a halo of light appeared behind his head. The light shone in all directions, reaching the sky and the earth. It gathered together and never dispersed, revealing a holy, solemn and majestic aura.
Seeing this scene, Ye Fan's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
This halo of light is like the halo behind the Buddha's head, and is somewhat similar to the halo above the heads of angels in the West. It invisibly reveals the fluctuation of supreme majesty.
Even if you are an atheist, if you see the situation in front of you, you will probably immediately worship him.
Because of this halo of light, the aura of the great priest is ethereal and holy, just like a real god coming to the world, even if he is in the sea of fire, he still remains unscathed.
For a moment, Ye Fan's expression became extremely serious.
You must know that Nanming Lihuo has always been an invincible existence, and few people can resist its burning.
Obviously, the defensive power of this halo is more powerful than the Steel Feather of the Great Tengu Shikigami. In addition to defense, there may be other mysteries.
Ye Fan looked at the aperture and asked word by word: "What kind of magical power is this?"
"Hahaha...this is not a magical power!"
The high priest's voice was full of unabashed pride: "It took me a hundred years to absorb the power of faith from all the Shinto believers in the entire Japanese country to condense this halo of light and bless it!"
The power of faith?!
Ye Fan frowned when he heard this, and thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind.
He had indeed heard some rumors that ancient religious leaders could use various secret techniques to gather the power of their followers into themselves.
Even if the amount absorbed from each person is very small, as long as the number of believers is large enough, the combined power will reach a level unimaginable by ordinary people.
The halo of light behind the head of the great priest is obviously a qualitative change caused by a quantitative change, and it is really like a god.
The next moment, he looked down at Ye Fan with a condescending look, and said coldly: "Ye Beichen, if you were outside, this terrifying flame might really pose a threat to me! But in this deserted sacrifice palace
Among them, with the blessing of the power of faith, I am an invincible existence!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the halo of light behind his head suddenly swelled, illuminating the entire palace. There was a gleaming light between heaven and earth, and faintly Sanskrit music could be heard.
The blazing Nanming Lihuo and the sacred beast Zhuque seemed to be solidified and frozen, forming a still picture, without any lethality anymore.
Immediately afterwards, the great priest looked solemn, without sadness or joy, and waved his sleeves as easily as dust.
However, the sea of fire that could burn the sky and destroy the world was extinguished in an instant because of this action, and the sacred beast Suzaku also dissipated and turned into nothing, as if it had never appeared.
…
"Ye Beichen, how about my method?"
The voice of the great priest, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, directly invaded Ye Fan's consciousness.
Ye Fan's face was extremely solemn, and he suddenly made a finger gesture and pointed forward in the air.
"Whoosh!"
The Thunder Tribulation Sword, which was connected to his mind, shot out immediately, like a purple lightning dragon tearing through the sky, destroying everything, unstoppable, and so fast that no one had any chance to react.
However, the high priest had no intention of evading, and instead showed an expression of ridicule and contempt on his face.
"Qiang!"
The next moment, the sound of gold and iron clashing came.
There were still several feet away from the aperture, and the Thunder Tribulation Sword seemed to have hit an invisible copper wall and stopped instantly.
Immediately afterwards, the great priest took the initiative to stretch out his white jade-like hand and grabbed the sword blade.
His hand seemed to control the terrifying power in the world. The moment he touched the blade, the entire Thunder Tribulation Sword buzzed and trembled.
At the same time, Ye Fan also had a sudden impulse and had a strong ominous premonition. He subconsciously used his consciousness to urge the Thunder Tribulation Sword to fly back.
At this moment, the halo behind the great priest's head once again burst into gleaming light, as if hundreds of millions of stars in the sky were blooming at the same time, shrouding the Thunder Tribulation Sword from all directions.
"Pfft!"
A sound of tearing silk suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan felt that the connection between himself and the Thunder Tribulation Sword was completely cut off, and he could no longer obtain any sense.
Looking at Ye Fan's horrified look, the great priest looked proud and said loudly:
"Ye Beichen, the moment you step into this deserted sacrifice palace, you are destined to die! Here, I am God, I am heaven, and no one can defeat me!"
"My destiny is up to me! You alone can't make me surrender!"
Ye Fan gritted his teeth and roared, and at the same time, with a thought in his mind, he summoned the peerless vicious weapon hidden in his body - the Tianlong City Breaking Halberd.
"Ho ho ho!" In the big halberd, it seemed as if a terrifying ferocious beast had awakened, roaring to move the sun, moon and stars, and roaring to shake the mountains, rivers, and seas.
Ye Fan holds a big halberd in his hand, like an undefeated god of death on the battlefield, with evil energy rising to the sky, and he dances crazily, with a wide range of moves, the most rigid and powerful.
Black rainbows surged out from the tip of the halberd, cutting the space and leaving criss-crossing traces on the walls of the hall.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."
In just a few breaths, the entire Deserted Sacrifice Palace shook, as if it was about to collapse.
…
The great priest's eyes were staring straight at the Tianlong Breaking City Halberd, full of unabashed covetation. He licked the corner of his mouth and said slowly:
"I really didn't expect... you have such a peerless magic weapon in your hand, it really surprises me! Ye Beichen, do you want to destroy this desolate sacrifice palace to escape? Then you are too underestimated of me!"
"Field - Start!"
At the end, his voice contained supreme power, compassion, solemnity, loftiness, and solemnity, shaking mountains and rivers, and shaking all directions.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan felt that all the scenes in front of him were spinning, turning into chaos, and the space was dissipating.
I don’t know how long it took for the surroundings to stabilize, but everything disappeared accordingly, as if I had left the Huangji Palace and came to a mysterious and unknown space, separated from the entire world.
As far as the eye can see, there is darkness, and the aura of the great priest has completely disappeared.
"Whoosh!"
Suddenly, a beam of light fell from the sky.
Ye Fan looked up and found that the eight-tatami mirror was hanging high in the sky, emitting a faint light, like the moon.
The high priest is also floating in the air, but his body seems to be covered with a layer of gauze, which seems real and illusory, ethereal and illusory, giving people an unreal feeling, like a god walking in the world, which ordinary people have no idea about.
Qualified to see his true appearance.
The place he steps on is like the center of the entire world. Every move he makes can cause the heaven and earth to shake.
Ye Fan's unyielding and fearless tenacity seemed to be shaken at this moment, and he felt that he could not be his enemy.
"What on earth is this?!" Ye Fan asked tremblingly.
"This is a realm, which is equivalent to a small world that belongs to me. In it, I am the creator and have the power of laws. In a moment, the sun rises, the moon sets, and the stars move around. Any of my will can be turned into nothingness.
above the rules!”
As the high priest spoke, he raised his hand. Following this movement, billions of stars suddenly appeared in the originally empty sky, competing to respond.
"Ye Beichen, stop struggling in vain! Let's kill him!" the high priest ordered, with an irresistible will in his voice.
"snort!"
Ye Fan sneered, swept his long eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, his spine was as straight as a sword, and he burst out with the aura of looking down at the world and arrogantly saying:
"Great Priest, even if you exert the power of your domain and become the god of this small world, so what? Today, I will kill the gods and immortals, and use your head to sacrifice my magical power!"