Ye Fan was simply terrifyingly strong, he was suppressed by the Heavenly Dao Divine Tower, and was hunted by the Heavenly Dao people, but instead of retreating, he advanced and used the Heavenly Tribulation to fight back.

The seemingly invincible Heavenly Dao Sect was vulnerable to the attack of the Heavenly Tribulation, and even the pyramid was destroyed.

This mysterious organization, which has a great deterrent power to the whole world, is like a homeless man who has been stripped naked, embarrassed and ridiculous.

People wiped cold sweat and couldn't say a word. Whether it is the Brahmin sacrifice in India, the bhikshuni sangha of Southern Buddhism, or the peak warriors of South Asian countries, there is a deep sense of worship at this moment.

Ye Fan is their father.

Ye Fan is the leader of the Co-Prosperity Circle, and he can command the entire Asian martial arts world!

"Incredible, Lord Ye Meng...... It's horrible. ”

"The entire Heavenly Dao people have been destroyed, the power of one person, this ......"

It wasn't until there was a burst of the sky that people reacted and talked endlessly.

And Ye Fan has already entered the Heavenly Tribulation.

Purple qi came from the east, and the totem heavenly tribulation was spread across the entire sky, as if the sky was used as a cover, to envelop the earth.

In the lightning and thunder, the purple-red Heavenly Tribulation poured down like three thousand galaxies, galloping with thousands of horses.

With such a terrifying heavenly might, anyone is terrified, and the warriors of various Asian countries retreat again and again, avoiding it.

Ye Fan turned into a defeated warrior and rushed to kill in the Heavenly Tribulation. His enemy is no longer the little shrimp like the Heavenly Dao people, but the sky!

Real God!

The sages of China, fighting against the sky from ancient times to the present, and going against the sky, this is the mark engraved in Ye Fan's blood.

He can't back down, he can only fight to win!

Rumble!

The Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation swept through, and rows of thick lightning blasted Ye Fan down, Ye Fan was like a leaf flat boat in the cosmic torrent, his consciousness was confused, his body was scorched, and he rolled down.

Countless lightning pursuits to punish Ye Fan, a rebel.

The Heavenly Dao Divine Tower couldn't bear the Heavenly Tribulation, and Ye Fan didn't seem to be able to bear it either.

In the distance, there was a light in the eyes of the angry Heavenly Dao people, and the man in the golden mask shouted: "He can't hold the Heavenly Tribulation, he will definitely die!" ”

"This person is so arrogant, even the Heavenly Dao Divine Tower was smashed by the Heavenly Tribulation, and he still dares to fight with the sky?"

The Heavenly Dao people saw things very accurately, they were at a loss before, and they could only glare angrily. But now that they saw Ye Fan defeated, they had a chance to take revenge, just like being beaten with chicken blood.

"The Heavenly Dao people are ready, as long as Ye Fan is completely defeated, all of them will attack and kill him!" The masked man gave the order, undisguised his murderous intent.

The warriors of various countries looked at each other, and the atmosphere changed again.

"Lord Ye won't be defeated, right? This kind of catastrophe is really terrifying, it's a double-edged sword. ”

"It's hard to say, in short, we are neutral, just look at it."

This time, everyone didn't mock Ye Fan, but they still felt that Ye Fan was very dangerous, and the Heavenly Tribulation was too strong.

Rumble!

There was another explosion, and Ye Fan, who had just rushed into the air, was chopped down again. His flesh and blood were shattered, and his white holy bones were exposed to the air.

It is as if a monkey that has been imprisoned for 500 years has been killed in the sky, but it has been suppressed again and again.

Ye Fan let out a roar, his consciousness was blurred at the moment, and he only had the idea of fighting in his heart.

In this case, Ye Fan couldn't calm down, he was like a monkey walking down from a tree, with hands and feet, grabbed his weapon, and declared war on the sky.

5,000 years of will to fight, that's it!

Pangu opened the sky, the female snail created people, Dayu controlled the water, and Lao Tzu preached...... The ancient aura of the desolation began to wreak havoc between heaven and earth.

Mt. Fuji seems to have been swept up in a torrent of time, leaping back 5,000 years.

Everyone was shocked, this feeling was touchable by everyone, and everyone stared at Ye Fan.

Fate seems to be connected with Ye Fan.

Ye Fan looked up to the sky and roared again, the Heavenly Dao Divine Tower couldn't bear the Heavenly Tribulation, he carried it!

There was not much flesh and skin left on his body, as if he was a bloody skeleton, supported by a mouthful of will.

Jingwei Weimu will fill the sea. Xingtian Dance is a dry relative, and the fierce ambition is always there!

Even the Heavenly Dao people were infected, and it took a while to react.

"This son is really a masterpiece of the ages, not killing him is definitely a scourge!" The old priest whispered, and a group of Heavenly Dao people also nodded.

They were different from the rest of the martial artists, although they were infected by Ye Fan's breath, the first thing they thought of was to kill Ye Fan, so as not to leave trouble.

"He won't last long, Huaxia has no flesh and skin, and he has no arrogance, even if Ye Fan is a genius, it is impossible to defeat the Heavenly Tribulation!" The masked man analyzed, signaling the most powerful Heavenly Dao Killer to be in place, ready to bombard Ye Fan at any time.

Everyone held their breath, Mt. Fuji was full of desolate and evil spirits, and the war was about to break out.

But Ye Fan didn't pay attention to the outside world, there was no outside world in his eyes.

Rushing into the air again, the Great Dao Gong was running wildly, and Ye Fan tore through the sky when he was on the verge of death.

The sky dome revealed a huge gap, but it was immediately covered with purple qi, and an even more ferocious heavenly tribulation fell.

Ye Fanru was facing a mountain of heavy pressure, and he was shattered at this moment.

He was no longer skinny, but only the joints were left to connect to the torso.

From a distance, he looked like a horrible skeleton.

And the catastrophe is beginning to dim.

The Heavenly Tribulation was not destroyed by Ye Fan, but it felt that Ye Fan was dead.

When the person who rebels against the heavens dies, the heavenly punishment will naturally be dispersed.

The masked man immediately shouted: "The heavenly punishment is dispersed, quickly, kill Ye Fan!" ”

This moment was when Ye Fan was at his weakest, he had no vitality and fell on Mount Fuji like a beggar, motionless.

Mt. Fuji has been cut down by a hundred feet, and the crater has long been buried.

Ye Fan's white holy bones were dyed red, his meridians were broken inch by inch, and the invisible true qi had nowhere to flow, and it burst out in all directions.

The Heavenly Dao people have already been killed.

In the case that Ye Fan's life and death were unknown, dozens of powerful heavenly powers were pressed.

Under the purple heavenly tribulation, the dark clouds were thick, and dozens of top Heavenly Dao beings made a move, exerting their greatest cultivation.

Heaven as a blade!

It was as if countless steel knives had been chopped down, and Mt. Fuji was directly split into dozens of pieces, and although the leylines were not destroyed, Mt. Fuji was destroyed.

Ye Fan was even more miserable, he bore the brunt of it, and was slashed by countless heavenly blades.

The sound of bones breaking came clearly, and dense cracks appeared in Ye Fan's holy bones.

The holy bone passed down by Lao Tzu could not withstand the repeated blows of the Heavenly Tribulation, and was picked up by the Heavenly Dao people.

Ye Fan's bones trembled, and the intense pain regained a trace of his vitality.

He didn't know what was going on, and thought it was the catastrophe punishing him.

But he was not afraid of death, and as soon as he woke up, the energy of Yuan Ying instantly exploded.

The totem tribulation that was about to dissipate sensed Ye Fan's breath, and immediately let out an angry roar, and it was actually regathered.

The Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, like a raging storm, poured down in an instant.

The Heavenly Dao people who were attacking Ye Fan were overwhelmed by lightning in an instant.

None of them had a chance to escape, and they were directly destroyed by the Heavenly Tribulation.

The masked man and a group of priests in the distance were frightened and frightened, and their hearts were dripping with blood.

The wave of killing people just now was the top elite of the Heavenly Dao people, and they were actually wiped out by the Heavenly Tribulation!

The backbone of his Heavenly Dao people has almost lost ninety percent.

The warriors of various Asian countries were also surprised, why did the catastrophe come again?

They looked at Ye Fan eagerly, only to see a golden light rise, and the skeleton Ye Fan hit the sky again with his bare hands.

He crawled back from the Ghost Gate and rushed to the Heavenly Tribulation without fear of death.

If I do not die, I will destroy the heavens!

An even more ferocious battle unfolds, a fight between human beings and the Heavenly Dao, without any feelings, only death and victory.

The insignificant human race must break through the way of heaven and fight a bloody way!

Everyone is stupid, sweating and swallowing saliva, is that Ye Fan, is that Huaxia Zhenlong?

Bang!

The heavenly dome was torn apart again, and the skeleton Ye Fan ascended to the sky in one step, leaving only the fist of bones to hit the clouds.

Like a boulder smashing on the surface of the lake, the heavenly tribulation rippled, with Ye Fan as the center, emitting a high roar of wind and electricity.

The dignity of the Heavenly Dao was overridden by Ye Fan!

Click!

The piercing cracking sound extended to a hundred kilometers away, and this sound was the sound of the shattering of the clouds, and it was also the sound of Ye Fan's bones shattering.

Ye Fan bombarded the Heavenly Dao, and the Heavenly Dao was also bombarding Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't know how many punches he had punched, he only knew that his Yuan Ying was about to be broken.

The little man, like a rag doll, was ravaged so that only silk threads remained.

The last punch fell, and Ye Fan was bombarded by the Heavenly Tribulation again.

His spine was broken, and Yuan Ying was completely shattered, turning into fragments and floating in the sea of dantian.

The intense pain made Ye Fan almost faint, with his injury, he could hardly feel the pain, but the broken Yuan Ying still made him feel pain.

The primordial infant that cultivators rely on to survive is broken!