Chapter 1852 Seven demons and eight unique, nine sects and ten cities!
The third watch of the King of Hell sounds. This is the supreme forbidden technique of the devil. It has the power to excite souls and kill people. It needs to be used with the human skin drum to perform it.
The ancestor of the Bo people collected the skins of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine virgins before refining these two human skin drums. After so many years of sacrifice, the resentful souls of those virgins were completely refined and transformed into
It is an invisible evil spirit, most of all Yin evil.
Every strike has earth-shattering power.
If it is struck a third time, it is enough to make the enemy fall into Yama forever.
In times of crisis, Ye Fan didn't dare to neglect at all. He raised his right hand to summon the ancient spear, and his blood surged into the sky, like beacon fire and smoke penetrating the heaven and earth, gathering together but not dispersing, and endless domineering power spread.
And the drop of golden blood on the tip of the spear shone brightly, suppressing all the evil spirits on the Ancestor.
"What kind of magic weapon is this? It's so terrifying?!"
The expression on the ancestor's face changed drastically, he was both fearful and coveted.
He didn't expect that Ye Fan, a young boy, not only escaped being enveloped by sheepskin, but also had such a magical weapon.
Even though there are countless rare treasures in the ruins, this spear is considered a first-class treasure!
If he takes this opportunity to kill Ye Fan, then this treasure will be in his pocket.
"The Overlord's Marksmanship - Beacon Fire Starts a Prairie Fire!"
Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and his whole body's aura surged, showing no mercy. The 81 small Dantians in his body were running wildly, and the vast and majestic inner energy was injected into the tip of the spear.
"Whoosh!"
A dazzling light bloomed from the tip of the spear, like a red sun reborn, making people afraid to look directly at it.
Ye Fan swept across with his gun, and the tip of the gun drew a large circle in mid-air. Its momentum was like a meteor chasing the moon, tearing the sky apart, and frightening ghosts and gods.
"Stab it!"
The sharp and harsh sonic boom exploded in the field like thunder from the nine heavens, and the power of invasion was like the raging flames burning the sky, unstoppable, sweeping in all directions, surging.
This shot was perfect in terms of speed, strength, and angle. It was aimed directly at the forehead of the Ancestor, leaving no chance to dodge.
However, the Ancestor of the Boren is an old demon who became famous eight hundred years ago. He has rich fighting experience. He escaped safely from the pursuit of countless righteous masters and even managed to get along like a fish in the ruins, which is enough to prove his strength.
Facing Ye Fan's spear, the ancestor of the goats did not panic. With a thought, the dozen goats from behind rushed over to act as human shields.
"昘!"
Ye Fan pierced the first goat, and the sheepskin was torn open. There was no flesh and blood inside, and it was like a deflated rubber ball that suddenly shriveled up.
However, the resentful soul hidden in it rushed towards Ye Fan like a gangrene attached to the bone.
Because there is a mysterious stone gate guarding the Palace of Life, Ye Fan will never be taken away by this resentful spirit. However, due to the interference of the resentful spirit, Ye Fan's gun stopped and deviated from its original trajectory, and he could no longer attack the ancestor of the people.
create a threat.
At this moment, a smile of success appeared on the face of the ancestor of the pig people, and he slowly raised his hands, preparing to strike the final third bell.
Seeing this scene, the old prince's eyes showed a look of despair, as if he had smelled the breath of death.
In this case, no one can change the situation.
At the critical moment.
"Bah!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan shouted loudly and dropped the ancient spear. Then he danced wildly with his hands, beating drums in the air, and his arms turned into afterimages in an instant, like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara.
"Zi la la! Zhi la la! Zhi la la..."
A series of electric pythons and thunder dragons shot out from his hands and spread in all directions.
This is not thunder, but thunder, the thunder sound of the infinite chaos god thunder.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
At the same time, the ancestor of the Tu people also sounded the third watch of the King of Hell.
However, the sound of the two human-skin drums was completely overshadowed by the terrifying thunder, and was inaudible. It was like the sound of mosquitoes at best, and could not cause any harm to the old prince.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
This "Tianshaking Drum Technique" comes from Lei Xingxian Zun, who uses great magical powers to imitate the thunder sound of the infinite chaotic divine thunder.
The Infinite Chaos Divine Thunder is the most terrifying divine thunder in the world. It has the power of creation. Just the sound of thunder is superior to thousands of magical powers and is comparable to holy-level magical powers.
Now the sound of thunder shook the earth and shook the earth. Not only was the sound of the King of Hell drowned out by the sound of the third watch, but even the ancestor of the pig people was startled, his eardrums vibrated and bleeded, and his soul was a little unstable.
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"Mr. Wei, help me!"
Ye Fan is well aware of the terror of the ancestor in front of him, even the old prince is no match.
Now relying on Lei Yin, it seems that he has some upper hand, but when the ancestor of the pig people comes back to his senses, it will be easy to defeat him.
Even though Ye Fan still possesses many trump cards, it is still too reluctant to face the Ancestor of the Pig Man with his own strength.
Therefore, he chose to ask Mr. Wei for help without hesitation.
After these days of recuperation, Mr. Wei has also recovered a large part of his strength.
"boom!"
The next moment, an extremely surging force, like billions of stars shining simultaneously, poured into Ye Fan's limbs and bones.
Ye Fan's cultivation also skyrocketed in an instant, rising endlessly. Seven hundred and twenty acupuncture points all over his body seemed to open at the same time, and invisible energy spewed out from the acupoints. There seemed to be a person living in each acupuncture point.
God.
All knowledge and wisdom!
At this moment, Ye Fan's heart and mind were united, his mind and Qi were united, Qi and strength were united, and his spirit and body were united, entering a very mysterious state.
One swallow can seem to swallow the entire ocean.
A loud shout seems to be able to move the sun, moon and stars.
Under the blessing of Mr. Wei's boundless magic power, Ye Fan seemed to be transformed into a divine king who rules over the gods of heaven and earth, descending into the world and possessing the power to dominate the common people.
"hiss!"
Seeing this, the ancestor of the pig people couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, and he was horrified.
In the heart of this old devil, this young boy is just a tiny ant that can be crushed to death with just a few fingers.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the ant suddenly transformed into a dragon above the nine heavens, posing a huge threat to himself.
"Bad luck! I kicked you on the iron plate. I will spare your life today!"
As the ancestor of the Bo people spoke, he retreated violently and instantly left the range shrouded in light from the fragments of the Jidao Emperor's weapons, escaping into the terrifying darkness and black tide.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan, who looked like a burning meteor, chased after him.
When he entered the dark and dark tide, the terrifying black tide seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, spreading to both sides, making way for Ye Fan, without daring to have the slightest obstacle.
Looking from a distance, Ye Fan seemed to have torn a big hole into the dark black tide. The night evil spirits and other evil things hidden in the black tide also fled one after another, not daring to invade at all.
If other people in the ruins saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.
You must know that even a peerless expert at the ninth level of transcending tribulation will not have any privileges if he is in the dark and dark tide, and may even fall.
And Ye Fan, a young monk, actually created such a battle, which was enough to catch everyone's attention.
In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan rushed in front of the ancestor of the pig people and grabbed his shoulders.
"Crack!"
The ancestor of the Bo people's shoulder blades were instantly crushed and his flesh and blood were blurred.
"Ahhh!"
The ancestor of the pig people let out a hoarse scream.
It was only a physical injury that would not make him lose his composure, but the extremely overbearing Immortal Master's magic power in Ye Fan's body forcefully penetrated his internal organs and destroyed his meridians.
Immediately, Ye Fan caught the ancestor of the pig man back into the circle of light like an eagle catching a chicken, and threw him to the ground.
The ancestor who was still arrogant and vicious just now restrained all his arrogance, trembled, looked at Ye Fan with extreme fear, and quickly begged:
"Young hero, spare your life! Young hero, spare your life!"
…
At this time, the old prince also recovered, with an expression of disbelief on his face, he couldn't believe his eyes.
The old prince knew that Ye Fan was very strong. He had defeated the peerless demon king Ye Shenyue, and was able to instantly kill four generals of the Dawu Dynasty who were in the tribulation period. Even the third prince Qi Xuanting was defeated by Ye Fan.
But the old prince never imagined that Ye Fan had such power, his combat power increased a hundred times, and he could easily capture an old demon like the Patriarch of the Bodhisattva.
After the shock, the old prince was even more happy. After all, Ye Fan became Princess Nishang's consort and a member of the Daxia royal family.
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes were like lightning, he lowered his head and looked down at the ancestor of the Tu people, and said sternly: "Return the souls of my four companions to them!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
The ancestor of the Bodhisattva nodded quickly, started the "Boat Man Sutra", and patted the four goats a few times.
Soon, the souls of the four masters returned to their bodies, regained consciousness, climbed up from the ground, looked at Ye Fan and clasped his fists in gratitude:
"Thank you Mr. Ye for saving your life!"
"If Mr. Ye hadn't taken action today, we would have perished here!"
"Young Master Ye has unparalleled magical powers and invincible power!"
"Um..." The ancestor of the Tu people looked at Ye Fan and asked cautiously: "Young hero, I have returned the souls of the four of them according to your arrangement. Can you please be noble and let me go?"
"Hmph!" Ye Fan sneered: "You are ugly, but you are quite beautiful! Just now you had evil intentions. If I hadn't been so powerful, you would have taken away your soul. Do you think I would give up like this?"
Hearing this, the ancestor of the Bo people looked extremely ugly.
After all, he was an unparalleled demon who had been in power for more than eight hundred years. Others were trembling with fear and silence when they saw him. But now it's good that he actually surrendered to a young boy.
However, the unparalleled power that Ye Fan revealed just now was so terrifying that he did not dare to make any mistakes.
"If you want to live, it's not impossible! As long as you swear to the heart of the Tao, serve me as your master from now on, and separate a natal divine thought and put it under my control, then I can spare your life!" Ye Fan said.
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"What?!"
When the ancestor of the pig man heard this, his face changed wildly, and he was a hundred times uglier than if he had eaten shit.
A True Tribulation Immortal of his level can divide the soul into countless spiritual thoughts.
Just like the "I am here in person" token in Qi Xuanting's hand, it contains the divine will of the Martial Emperor.
However, the true immortal who transcends tribulations can have countless spiritual thoughts, but there is only one natal divine thought, which is the most critical core.
If he hands over his natal thoughts, Ye Fan can take his life with just one thought, and then he will completely become Ye Fan's slave.
"You brat, you've gone too far to bully me. Do you really think that I'm a soft persimmon? Believe it or not, I will directly explode my soul and fight with you!" The ancestor of the Huren roared, his face as ferocious as a ghost.
"cut!"
Ye Fan curled his lips disdainfully and said calmly: "A person like you who is greedy for life and afraid of death has lingered in the ruins for eight hundred years without daring to go out. How can your soul self-destruct? Even if you are not afraid of death, then I will
Don’t be afraid, just try it! I can kill you a hundred times before your soul explodes!"
Upon hearing these words, the ancestor of the Tu people turned green and white, as if he was experiencing a battle between heaven and man.
In the end, he sighed helplessly: "Hey... I didn't expect that my ancestor, who had been a slave for a lifetime, would be defeated in the hands of a boy like you! Well, at the worst, I will be your slave. It's better than losing my life."
Okay! But I also have a condition!"
"What conditions?" Ye Fan asked.
"I have several enemies in the ruins. Your cultivation is so impressive at such a young age, and your future achievements will be even more limitless! If you encounter those enemies of mine in the ruins, please take action.
Kill them!"
When the ancestor of the Bo people spoke, there was overwhelming hatred in his eyes, and he obviously hated those enemies to the core.
Ye Fan pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, I agree!"
The next moment, the Ancestor of the Bo Ren formed seals with his hands, his facial features were distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain, and a divine thought of his destiny flew out from the center of his eyebrows.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to take it, and after passing the natal divine thought, he felt that there was a wonderful connection between him and the ancestor of the pig people. It seemed that he could control the power of life and death with just one thought.
"Meet the master!"
The ancestor of the pig people bowed his head and bowed. Although he was still unwilling to give in, he still showed great respect. Even if Ye Fan asked him to kneel down and lick his shoes, he would not dare not do it.
"Master, are you the prince of the Great Xia Dynasty?" asked the ancestor of the Tu people. Because of the old prince, he regarded Ye Fan as a member of the Great Xia royal family.
"No!" Ye Fan shook his head and said, "Let me ask you - in the ruins, what are the major forces, and where does the Supreme Sect of ten thousand years ago rank?"
Ye Fan entered the ruins for the first time and knew nothing about the ruins. The ancestor of the Tu people had been wandering in the ruins for more than 800 years. Having this old devil as a guide could save him a lot of trouble.
After making the master-servant treaty, the ancestor of the Tu people naturally did not dare to show any slightness and quickly replied: "Master, there are like a forest of strong people in the ruins, and there are countless masters! The most powerful powerful people and forces can use
To sum it up in one sentence——"
"Seven demons and eight wonders, nine sects and ten cities!"