There are hundreds of true immortals who have transcended tribulations, such a luxurious lineup, which can be said to be unprecedented in the past and the present.
Throughout the tens of thousands of years of history of the ruins, there are only a handful of wars like this.
At this time, the abbot of Prajna Temple looked at Ye Fan with a smile on his face and said coldly:
"Obstacle! It's your honor to have so many powerful men come to surround you! What's more... you have been seriously injured and your fuel is exhausted. Today, even if you put on your wings, you will not be able to fly out of this burial place.
Dragon Valley!”
On the execution platform, Han Xiao's eyes were full of worry.
In his opinion, with Ye Fan's current state, it is simply impossible to defeat hundreds of true immortals!
It's just... no matter how unwilling he is, he can't do anything to help, he can only become a burden to Mark.
Looking at the murderous hundreds of true immortals, Ye Fan wiped the blood on his face, gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to die, just come over, I don't mind driving out the nine ancient sects!"
"Be bold!"
Suddenly, the elder of the Zhenwu Dao Sect rushed to Master Xu and shouted angrily: "A useless person who has run out of oil and burnt out his lamp dares to shout here. You are clearly bluffing! Today, Pindao will use Fantian Seal to suppress you.
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Saying that, Chongxu Zhenren offered a large cyan seal.
The Great Seal is like a mountain, standing tall in the nine heavens, motionless, as if it has existed since eternity. Its terrifying power is enough to take people's breath away.
Even though they were far apart, everyone in the distance felt a strong sense of suffocation, as if someone was weighing down on them and they couldn't breathe at all.
And above the big green seal, there is a majestic yellow cyclone, radiating thousands of rays of light outwards. Every ray of light is dazzling, stinging people's pupils, making people dare not look directly, as if every ray is...
It has the power of all things.
"Boom!"
At this moment, Fantian printed out, the wind and clouds stirred, the sky and the earth changed color, and pressed towards Ye Fan's head.
The other strong men looked at Ye Fan as if they were looking at a dead person.
Big seal at the head!
Ye Fan could feel the pressure of death so close at hand, and instead of using the Phaseless Sword, he used the ancient spear.
"Stab it!"
The spear tore through the sky, like an angry dragon emerging from the abyss, soaring up to challenge Fantian Seal.
"boom!"
One shot and one seal collided in the high air.
"Boom!"
The energy ripples of Peiran Moyu spread out in all directions with the point of contact between the two parties as the center of the circle.
Many weak true immortals swayed and were almost blown away by the aftermath of the leak.
The next moment, an incredible scene appeared in everyone's sight——
Ye Fan, who was considered to have been seriously injured, was not directly crushed by Fan Tianyin. Instead, he used the ancient spear to withstand Fan Tianyin, just like a god entrusted to the sky, invincible.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan ran the "Nine Yang Heavenly Secrets", frantically squeezing out the remaining internal energy, and 81 small Dantians worked crazily.
"So what about Fan Tianyin? It suppresses the world, but it cannot suppress me!"
"Break it for me!"
Ye Fan's voice roared to the sun and the moon, shook the stars, penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks, and soared straight into the sky.
The surrounding air had ripples visible to the naked eye, as if it was about to be torn apart.
Even those powerful true immortals in the distance felt their eardrums vibrating and their energy and blood boiling.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's aura skyrocketed endlessly, becoming domineering and overwhelming!
The power of just one person can be as powerful as the collapse of thousands of troops.
If gods stand in the way, they will kill gods; if they stand in the way of Buddha, they will kill Buddha!
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a sudden shattering sound suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a mournful cry seemed to be heard from Fantian Seal, and the brilliance dimmed a bit.
Under the induction of Qi, Master Chongxu's face was ashen, his whole body was shaken violently, he couldn't help spitting out a large mouthful of bright red blood, and blood lotus splattered on the Taoist robe, which was extremely coquettish and shocking.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The next moment, everyone's eyes were looking at Fang Fan Tianyin.
I saw a crack appearing at the point of contact between Fan Tianyin and the ancient spear.
Although it is only the size of a hair, it is still shocking.
When the real immortals in the distance saw this, they were horrified.
You must know that the Fantian Seal is also the top ancient treasure, and ordinary monks can hold it enough to fight across borders.
Who would have thought that at this moment, Ye Fan's random shot would cause thunder and wind to appear in Fan Tianyin.
If it were not the Fantian Seal, but other ancient treasures, I am afraid that they would not be able to withstand the edge of this spear.
"Boy, Pindao will fight you!"
Seeing that the treasure was damaged, Master Chongxu could no longer hold back, and his body turned into a rainbow, shooting towards Ye Fan with a devastating force.
In his opinion, now that Ye Fan is still suppressed by Fan Tianyin, he may not be able to use his hands to deal with him, and he will suffer a heavy loss.
Therefore, Master Chongxu used all his strength as soon as he took action. Either you die or I die!
Ye Fan caught a glimpse of his figure out of the corner of his eye, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and sneered: "How dare you shine like a pearl of rice?!"
After a few breaths, Master Chongxu slammed into Ye Fan like a cannonball, but missed.
"Huh? What's going on? Where did that kid go?"
Suddenly, Master Chongxu's heart was shocked, and he had a flash of inspiration.
"No! That's his afterimage! He's going to suffer!"
The next moment, Master Chongxu retreated violently without any hesitation.
However, it was too late after all.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's ghostly figure appeared behind him.
"Stab it!"
The ancient spear thrusts out again, the moves are not fancy, the complex is simplified, and the movement is returned to nature.
But the strong force caused the surrounding space to distort.
Above the tip of the spear, there was a shining golden light, which seemed to absorb all the brilliance between heaven and earth.
Caught off guard, Master Chongxu had no time to react even if he felt the danger at hand, and could only allow the ancient spear to attack.
"boom!"
A loud thunder-like sound came.
Master Chongxu's vest was forcibly penetrated.
The ancient spear penetrated through his vest, and then penetrated out of his chest.
My heart was completely exploded at this moment!
The bright red blood spurted out like a waterfall.
Under normal circumstances, a calamity-transcending immortal like Master Chongxu, even if his heart is blown out or even his head is chopped off, he can rely on the power of his soul to use his great supernatural powers to reshape his body.
However, the ancient spear contains an aura of death, like the sickle of the god of death. If it touches it, it will die, and no one will be spared.
After a few breaths, the aura on Master Chongxu's body became completely decadent, his head tilted, and he was completely dead.
…
One shot!
Kill a true immortal!
Such combat power that could destroy the heavens and the earth, slaying gods and immortals, shocked the hearts of everyone present.
No one could have imagined that Ye Fan, who was already at the end of his strength and covered with bruises, could still explode with such lethality!
"snort……"
Suddenly, Ye Fan let out a muffled groan, his face became paler and his body shook again.
If he were in peak condition, it would be effortless to kill a true immortal like Master Chongxu.
Not to mention just one, even ten or hundreds.
But now, the inner energy left in his Dantian has almost dried up, and every time he takes action, it is a huge burden.
"Don't be afraid, everyone, this kid won't last long!"
"Come together, kill him, and avenge the sect leader!"
"Only with his blood can we comfort the many heroic spirits of our fellow sects!"
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At this moment, Lord Lingjian drew his bow again, and countless arrows shot out.
However, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward, and his figure disappeared out of thin air as if by magic.
One hundredth of a second later.
Like a ghost, he appeared in front of a true immortal a hundred meters away, stabbing the strong man between the eyebrows with his spear.
"boom!"
The bright red blood lotus bloomed again, creating a chilling yet beautiful scene in mid-air.
Step two!
Ye Fan's speed was extremely fast and he came to the side of Lord Lingjian.
A strong man like this who wields a bow is not very strong physically.
Ye Fan slapped Venerable Lingjian on the forehead with a bold palm, causing his brains to fly and his head shot instantly.
The Cloud-Piercing Bow in Lord Lingjian's hand also fell to the ground.
Ye Fan didn't even look at it and flew out again.
third step!
His right foot was like Pangu's giant ax that opened up the world. It cut the master of Tianxuan Sect, Taoist Yunxiao, into two parts, causing him to die miserably.
The Yin-Yang Mirror in Taoist Yunxiao's hand also fell to the ground.
The fourth step, the fifth step, the sixth step...
In just a few breaths, Ye Fan was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, killing several people in a row!
These true immortals who have transcended tribulations stand at the top of the pyramid and are admired by millions of people.
But in front of Ye Fan, he was like paper, with no resistance at all.
In "Xia Ke Xing", the poet Li Bai once said:
Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!
How chic that is!
However, at this moment, Ye Fan's invincible appearance completely exceeded the imagination of everyone present.
Kill with one step!
Every time he took a step, a true immortal would fall to the ground, disappear and die.
In just a few minutes, more than a dozen true immortals died completely, and their corpses lay scattered in the Dragon Burial Valley.
At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to be transformed into a supreme killing god, staining the world with blood!
However, the eyes of these three giants, the abbot of Prajna Temple, the head of Daluo Sect, and Dan Qiuzi of Langya Academy, burst out with blazing light. The way they looked at Ye Fan was like looking at a falling net,
The dying prey.
The current situation of the Nine Ancient Sects seems to be very tragic, with elder masters dying one after another, but their sacrifices are not in vain.
Ye Fan seemed to be killing everyone, but there were more and more injuries on his body. There were hundreds of them, and the blood seemed to be draining out.
This true immortal, regardless of any defense, used a lose-lose style of play to fight Ye Fan desperately.
Even though Ye Fan was still standing, his figure was shaking more and more violently, as if he was about to fall down at any time.
If this trend continues, his defeat will be a matter of time.
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"The soul explodes!"
Suddenly, an elder from the Reincarnation Hall shouted violently, even burning his three souls and seven souls.
"Boom!"
The terrifying explosion swept out a fiery mushroom cloud in the Dragon Burial Valley, shaking the entire valley, and countless sand and stones turned into powder, just like a doomsday catastrophe.
It took a long time before the explosion subsided.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Everyone in the venue focused their attention on the center of the explosion.
I saw a figure there, covered in blood and scarred, with bones exposed, which was shocking.
Although Ye Fan was still alive, he was already dying and his consciousness began to blur.
"Amitabha! It's time!"
The abbot of Prajna Temple's eyes shone brightly, and a smile appeared on his face.
In this battle, dozens of true immortals died, which was a heavy loss for the Nine Ancient Sects.
However, as long as you can kill Ye Fan, everything will be worth it!
The value of the fortune cauldron, which carries Tianshu's eight points of luck, cannot be measured at all.
In addition, Ye Fan also has the Wuxiang Sword, the Ancient Spear and other treasures on his body, which are enough for all the major sects to share equally.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the abbot of Prajna Temple shone brightly, like a Buddha's light shining all over the body.
An ancient and sacred aura bloomed from the vajra in his hand, which was extremely hard and powerful.
As a Buddhist magical weapon, the vajra is also known as the demon-conquering pestle. It has many legends. Its meaning is "tearing apart the souls of the cowardly". It can cut off all kinds of troubles and destroy demons that hinder the way of cultivation. It has powerful magic power.
The vajra in the hands of the abbot of Prajna Temple is a sacred object that has been passed down to this day thousands of years ago. It has been blessed by the auras of saintly monks of all generations. It is much more sacred than the swastika rosary of the Buddha's disciple Kassapa.
The golden light flashes and shines brightly. The abbot of Prajna Temple is holding a vajra, and his eyes are shining, just like the Buddhist protector Vajra. The Vajra's angry eyes shock all directions, and no one dares to disobey the demons and monsters!
"Ye Fan, the evil one, today I will slay the demons and save you!"
As he spoke, the abbot of Prajna Temple held a vajra in his hand and pierced the sky. A golden lightning appeared in mid-air, which was powerful enough to split the sky and split the earth. A long crack of death appeared in the air and struck towards Ye Fan's face.
"don't want!"
Han Xiao roared in the distance and desperately tried to rush over to rescue him, but Han Xiao's Dantian was pierced and there was nothing he could do.
Ye Fan, on the other hand, had exhausted his last bit of strength. Looking at the incoming Vajra, he didn't even have the strength to dodge.
Death is so close!
At the critical moment, an earth-shaking roar suddenly erupted from the distance:
