Ye Fan's voice revealed unparalleled confidence and domineering, but he was actually extremely flustered in his heart.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable to Ye Fan.

The Great Priest is worthy of being an existence standing at the top of the Wa Kingdom, ten times more difficult than the Sword Saint Source Musashi, and has many secret techniques, so he doesn't give Ye Fan any chance to fight hard at all.

Whether it was the aura condensed by the power of faith, or the realm that was suddenly summoned, Ye Fan felt a great pressure, and if he was not careful, he might die here.

But he knew that the more times like this, the more he could not show his cowardice.

What's more, there is no real invincibility in this world, although this realm is extremely powerful, there must be some way to crack it.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Ye Fan stomped on the ground with his right foot, and with the help of the power of the shock, he rose into the sky, fused with the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd in his hand, and attacked the great priest in the sky.

Seeing his menacing appearance, the great priest still stood in the air, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of sarcasm, without the slightest intention of dodging.

Soon, Ye Fan sensed that something was wrong.

The distance between him and the Great Priest was roughly estimated to be only a hundred meters, but he had already charged more than a kilometer, but the distance between him and the Great Priest had not been indented in the slightest, and it was still the same as before.

At this moment, Ye Fan seemed to have encountered a ghost hitting the wall, or a great priest in the sky, a mirage-like existence.

It seems that the two of them are not far away, close to the end of the world, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it is difficult to cross at all.

"Hahaha......" The unbridled laughter of the great priest echoed throughout the space:

"Ye Beichen, don't you understand? All the laws in this space will change because of my thoughts! Even if you run for another hundred years, you won't be able to touch the corners of my clothes! Accept your fate, you are indeed very strong, but mere mortals cannot defeat the gods!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan simply stopped, looked up at the great priest who was sure to win, his eyes were glazed, and said, "Just by you, you are also worthy of being called a god?"

"My thoughts are like knives, and I should cut the world!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan did not hesitate to use most of his divine sense, condensing an invisible immortal flying knife above his head.

......

"Whoosh!"

The Immortal Slashing Flying Knife had no body, and as soon as it appeared, it locked the qi of the Great Priest and shot out, as if it had surpassed the shackles of space, breaking through the shackles, and it was like a divine knife, appearing in front of the Great Priest without warning.

In an instant, the pupils of the great priest suddenly contracted into the most dangerous needle-shaped, never expecting that in this situation, Ye Fan could still exert such a domineering magical power, which threatened his life.

At the last moment, the circle of light behind the Great Priest's head instantly expanded, condensing a tough barrier to protect the Lord.

"Boom!"

The deafening sound of collision resounded throughout the space.

The light of that aperture dimmed in an instant, and it didn't have the feeling of brilliance before, as if it had been consumed by the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, and it was almost exhausted and dried up.

However, the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife also came to naught and dissipated invisibly.

With Ye Fan's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to use this magic trick in a short period of time.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The aperture was hit hard, and the Great Priest could no longer maintain his composure, and burst out with a hoarse roar: "Ye Beichen, it took me a hundred years of hard work to condense this aperture, and you actually caused a great loss of its spiritual power! Today, even if Da Luo Jinxian descends to earth, he can't save you, go to death!"

At the same time as he roared, one mysterious mark after another formed in the hands of the great priest, and the eight mirrors on the heavenly dome that were like the moon suddenly shone brightly.

Under this divine and vast light, billions of stars are eclipsed and cannot be compared.

This small world seems to have evolved into a solemn pure land, and all of it is shrouded in light.

Between heaven and earth, there is no other color except this dazzling and dazzling light.

The pure power contained in it was even more powerful than the other "Three Artifacts" Heavenly Cluster Cloud Sword, as if it had reached the limit of what this world could carry.

"Town!"

The great priest shouted, a simple word, but it contained an incomparable will, and the voice was like a spring thunder exploding, unstoppable, and it exploded directly in Ye Fan's divine sense.

Ye Fan seemed to have been beaten by the head, his whole body trembled, his hair stood up, and he was silent.

If it were an ordinary Grandmaster Martial Artist here, I am afraid that this voice alone would be enough to make his soul fly away and become an idiot.

"Boom!"

With the pardon of the great priest, the eight-sided mirror in the sky came all the way down towards Ye Fan.

Although the speed is not fast, it completely locks Ye Fan's qi machine, the sky is big, there is nothing to hide, and there is no place to stay.

Even from afar, Ye Fan felt that every inch of his skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be under great pressure and was about to be torn apart.

He had a strong premonition that if he was really hit by the Eight Mirrors, even if he had the Heavenly Overlord Body, the power of Nirvana, and other supernatural powers, he would probably not be able to survive and fall here.

The strong threat of death made him burst out of the potential in his body, clenched the Heavenly Dragon City Breaking Halberd in his hand, replaced the sword with the halberd, and slammed it into the ground in front of him, while shouting:

"Ren Jian Ping Bafang!"

The internal strength in Ye Fan's dantian gushed out like the Yangtze River bursting its embankment, and it was frantically injected into the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd.

Although the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd is not a sword, the core of the Beichen Seven Swords taught by Wei Lao is not the carrier, but the sword intent contained in it, even if there is no sword in his hand, he can use it.

"Huh!"

The next moment, on the halberd of the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City, a dazzling brilliance erupted, like the light of the polar regions, shining in all directions, penetrating the heavens and the earth, faintly pressing over the eight mirrors.

Under the light of brilliance, Ye Fan's body also has a little more divine aura, otherworldly, dust-free, and confronting the great priest from afar, fighting against each other, not inferior.

After a few breaths, the Eight Mirrors collided with the Light Enchantment condensed by the Ren Sword with a devastating momentum.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom !!"

Terrifying energy ripples turned into shockwaves that filled the entire small world.

However, the strength of the Light Barrier is beyond ordinary people's imagination and indestructible.

After a long time, one of the "three artifacts", the Eight Mirrors, did not cause the slightest crack in it, so it could only return in vain.

......

At this time, Ye Fan looked up at the great priest, held his head high, and said in a loud voice:

"Hmph, Great Priest, you have taken advantage of the time and place, but now you have nothing to do with me! Not to mention...... I'm afraid it's not easy for you to exert such a field! Let's just spend it like this, and see who will die in the end!"

When the great priest heard this, his eyes half-narrowed, and the light of a yin owl bloomed.

Ye Fan's words poked at his soft underbelly.

In this realm, he is indeed as powerful as the Creator and can control the laws, but it is not endless.

Even with the blessings of the faith power of countless believers, he could only maintain the realm for an hour at most.

Once the realm disappears, fighting alone with Ye Fan, his probability of victory will be greatly reduced.

"Ye Beichen, do you think that if the turtle is cowering in this enchantment, I can't help you?"

The great priest said, his eyes revealing a look of determination, as if he had made some major decision, and gritted his teeth and said:

"You forced me! Today, even if I lose a hundred years of life, I will kill you! It is your honor to die under this secret technique!"

As he spoke, the face of the great priest revealed a solemn and pious expression, and without hesitation, he cut the veins of his wrist and let the blood stain his body red.

The two opposing breaths of the sacred and the evil were perfectly integrated in his body at this moment.

Immediately after, he used blood as ink, his fingers danced wildly, and he wrote one mysterious word after another in the air.

These words seem to have been given life, "lived", composed into line after line of sentences, and even confidently chanted the ancient incantation:

"A being that is more vast than the sky!"

"A being deeper than the earth!"

"A being bigger than the ocean!"

"Thy most faithful servant, praise thee with your blood, sacrifice thee with thy life, and send down the power to judge the earth!"

"Forbidden Jutsu - Izanagi!"