The three high-grade spirit stones had already been filled on the dragon tongue bow, and the dazzling brilliance illuminated Ye Fan's figure in detail, heroic and extraordinary, and tens of thousands of people of the Yan tribe held their breath and looked up at the top of the mountain.

Li Luoya's eyes jumped twice, and from a distance of thousands of meters, he still felt the killing aura on the giant bow, which was incomparably fierce.

Boom –

The light arrow splits the sky, the tiger roars and the lion roars!

As soon as the dragon's tongue comes out, who will compete!

The arrow shot out like a meteor stirring in the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.

At the same moment, Li Luoya's golden figure suddenly changed, split into two, and above the canopy of the giant tree, two Li Luoya appeared!

These two figures split again, two into four, four into eight!

No, the eight figures split into the tenth figure, and the Li family's immortal learning is endless, he has only cultivated to the third layer, the fourth layer has not yet broken through, and ten doppelgangers are his limit.

Each of these figures evenly divides the power of the deity, and one thought affects ten people, creating a situation where the opponent is facing ten great enemies!

Poof!

The dragon tongue light arrow shot through Li Luoya's first clone, and together with that figure, it was instantly disillusioned!

"Old dog thief, it's too thief!" After consuming three high-grade spirit stones, but the enemy was safe and sound, Ye Fan was furious, and then detained three spirit stones!

Li Luoya's remaining nine figures launched a counterattack at the same time, and the nine golden sword lights attacked and killed from different angles, and he was not the master who let others slaughter.

Compared with Wang Yongshi, who died to death, Li Luoya's strength is not strong among the heads of the three major clans, but his luck is obviously better than that of Lao Wang, and God gave him the opportunity to fight.

Poof-

Another doppelganger was shot through by the dragon's tongue and disillusioned into invisibility, but this could not threaten Li Luoya's life in the slightest, this was the supreme essence of the Boundless One, unless all ten figures were destroyed, he would not die.

Boom! When the arrow light penetrated Li Luoya's second doppelganger, Ye Fan's foothold also suffered a devastating blow.

He teleported a hundred meters away and fired a third bow!

The quality of the weapon determines the advantages and disadvantages of long-range duels, and the speed of the dragon's tongue is faster than that of the flying sword, which gives him the confidence to be invincible.

Uncle Lingshi has it, if you don't believe it, you can't be killed! Ye Fan and Li Luoya are working hard, at most ten arrows and thirty spirit stones, and they want you to die.

The third arrow, the fourth arrow! The mountain peak under his feet continued to collapse in the sword qi, but the target of the giant bow in his hand always pointed at Li Luoya, and it never changed.

The people of the ancient tribe were boiling, this kind of battle was absolutely incomparable to them, and the two sides of the battle were not people, but gods!

Only God can make the mountains collapse and the earth crack, let the sun and the moon have no light, an arrow shocks the heavens, and an arrow shoots down a small sun.

Yes, it's the sun! The sword qi around Li Luoya's body has turned himself into a round of sun, which is in the sky for ten days, dazzling and dazzling.

But soon, six of the ten suns had been shot down, and Li Luoya was obviously restless in his heart, whether to continue the fierce battle or flee from here, the two choices were vacillating in his heart.

In an instant, another doppelganger was shot through, Li Luoya's confidence was lost, he wanted to escape, thinking of Wang Yongshi's tragic death, thinking that Li Zhong and the others had just fallen into the hands of the enemy but had no power to resist, and he, the head of the family, no longer had the heart to fight.

At the moment when his thoughts arose, Ye Fan fired two arrows in a row, shooting down the two figures almost at the same time, and above the giant tree, only Li Luoya's last deity remained!

Escape!

Li Luoya was no longer able to fight back, and fled to the west in panic.

Ye Fan shot west, only shot through the afterimage he left behind, put away the dragon's tongue, and chased after him!

Long after these two people left, the people of the Ancient Yan Tribe were still immersed in a huge shock, and the battle of the gods was deeply imprinted in their primitive and ignorant minds. On the altar on the side of the cliff, the high priest with oil paint on his face carved a pattern on the rock wall that shook the past and the present, which was clearly a mythical scene of someone shooting the sun with a bow and falling nine golden crows in a row!

Somewhere in the west, Li Luoya's figure was embarrassed and moved repeatedly, although he was embarrassed, but he was dressed in a golden dress, and his dazzling momentum like the morning sun still did not disgrace the majesty of the head of the family, and in the eyes of those ancient tribe witnesses along the way, he was still as majestic as a god, and he could not be looked at directly.

Li Luoya was struggling to think about countermeasures while fleeing, and he thought of asking Ning Beqian for help, uniting the people of the Sword Sect to kill this terrible and powerful enemy.

If someone can kill Ye Fan, it must be the Sword Emperor who would rather not be lacking! Li Luoya always felt that death was approaching him at any time, but he couldn't see the enemy behind him, because Ye Fan was hiding again!

This kind of fear almost broke his mind, and Li Luoya, who was scattered in a cloak, was like a headless fly on the land of the Central Plains! Without the support of the elders around him, and without a companion who could solve problems, he was already exhausted after being pampered.

Thousands of miles around, Li Luoya ran wildly all the way, shouting the name of Ning Bu Lack all the way, and the tribesmen of all ethnic groups within a radius of thousands of miles all heard the thunderous roar, and many people witnessed his crazy figure, which disappeared in a flash, like chasing the sun.

So many days later, among the tribes of the Central Plains, such an ancient legend began to circulate, the god of chasing the sun wanted to pluck the sun in the sky, and he ran all over the Yellow River and Weishui basin in one day. Legend has it that in the ancient times when the spirit was first opened, the gods were finally given a strange name - Kuafu!

Li Luoya did escape to the shore of the Yellow River, he stood on a cliff, looked up at the ancient sun, and suddenly felt dizzy.

He was so tired, this chase and being hunted down exhausted his mind.

On the plains on the banks of the Yellow River, a large number of tribal people were stationed, and these people's banners were different from those of the Yan tribe, and the order was more orderly, and they belonged to the Yellow Emperor tribe.

didn't find Ning Bu Lack and others, which made Li Luoya feel anxious and tormented in his heart, are they dead, or have they already left this barbaric era?

Taking out the elixir in the storage ring, Li Luoya swallowed three in one gulp, and was about to close his eyes to refine the elixir and replenish the true qi, when an alarm suddenly appeared in his heart, he turned to one side, dodged the fatal and ferocious blow, and a three-foot-long blue sword appeared in his hand!

Click!

The Great Wilderness War Halberd swept and collided with the blue sword in Li Luoya's hand!

The huge air wave ripples were centered on the two divine weapons, and the terrifying aftermath of a hundred meters in diameter spread out in a second, hitting something, what was shattered into slag, on the shore of the Yellow River, the rocks were blown apart, and the ancient trees were cut in half!

Li Luoya was hit by this blow, flew backwards, and crashed directly into the highest mountain on the bank of the Yellow River!

Ye Fan's hidden figure immediately appeared, not giving Li Luoya a chance to dodge, he swung his halberd to suppress it with all his might, and the eyes of the two looked at each other closely, one was heartbroken, and the other was ruthless.

This mountain peak was directly penetrated by the two people, starting from the center of the mountain to break in all directions, and the peaks of thousands of meters were like cracked glass, rapidly falling apart!

The mountain exploded, boulders rolled, smoke filled the sky, and the sun in the sky was also clouded with a layer of gray, as if to herald the coming of the end.

When the people of the Yellow Emperor tribe saw this earth-shattering scene of weeping ghosts and gods, they all fell prostrate, and their awe and fear of the gods spread like wildfire in the tribal camp!

The two gods both fell into the Yellow River, and the surging river was flooded with huge waves 100 meters high, and the sound was like a thunderclap on the ground!

The ancient people had never seen such a fight, and the priests on the altar also fell to their knees and trembled, and sifted through chaff.

Bang - the mountain peak has not completely collapsed, and a domineering figure has risen in the Yellow River, holding a human head, casually thrown into the endless distance!

The boiling water vapor evaporated from his body, and he looked like a flame flying from afar, killing Li Luoya, Ye Fan was about to leave, and an incomparable red knife light came from the far north, passed by, and fell on the bank of the Yellow River!

The Sword Emperor finally tracked down, and before anyone arrived, the knife arrived first!

This knife came down, chiseled the earth, and the Yellow River broke in response!

Rolling waves swept through the camp of the Yellow Emperor's tribe, and the screaming people fled in all directions.

The ancient Yellow River, because of this knife, flooded!

Ye Fan's face changed drastically, even if he wanted to help, he was powerless to save so many ancient Yanhuang tribe people, because the Sword Emperor would rather not lack it and kill it in front of him!

He immediately fled to the West, and could no longer let these idiots affect the order of the ancient times, and then change the course of the history of the Eastern Terrans, to influence, to harm, and to lead them to harm the Western world.

He didn't know that in just half an hour, they had left an indelible mark on ancient times, creating one myth after another.

The mountain that he and Li Luoya smashed was in the Yellow Emperor tribe, and it was Buzhou Mountain!

The Yellow River flooded, causing a great flood, until a hundred years later, Dayu was born, only to save the world from the bitter sea......

Crossing the ancient Alps, Ye Fan retreated towards the other side of the earth, and he suddenly remembered that Europe in this era did not seem to have a large-scale civilization, and in the third millennium BC, the continent of Europa was barren and inhabited, and it was the best place for a decisive battle!