In a gap that was shorter than a moment, the ancient temple, the mountains, all the things in heaven and earth froze, and the gray silence and despair enveloped everything.

The slightest gap was fleeting, and without even noticing, a tsunami struck, an avalanche erupted, a hurricane howled, and a breath of destruction swept in all directions, and the ancient temple became a flat boat in the rough sea, precarious.

"Poof!"

The breath was like a rainbow, like a million-ton sledgehammer hitting Ye Xuanfu head-on, he opened his mouth and spat out a large piece of miserable blood mist, and the whole person flew out upside down like a kite with a broken string, landing outside the ancient temple, rolling several meters away, and being injured by the mud all over his body.

"Phew, I haven't scolded enough, **** ......" Ye Xuanfu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up and scolded.

"Boom"

As a result, the dilapidated ancient temple shook violently, bursting out into the sky-high pillars of light, reaching through the sky, making the decadent walls, the dilapidated rubble, and even every brick and tile on the floor impregnated with holy luster, making it appear sacred and inviolable.

Suddenly, the pillar of light converged, and the statue in the ancient temple emitted layers of golden light, which condensed into a majestic imperial law in the sky above the ancient temple, like the golden light on the top of the Buddha.

"Damn, who knew that this **** cultivated the Yang God Law Phase!" Ye Xuanfu shouted, he didn't have too many ideas, he turned around and ran!

"Insult the king, offend the emperor's authority, and sentence you to death!"

A majestic voice like the Heavenly Dao echoed on the top of the mountain, shaking for nine days, and the Yang God Law of the Relic Master of Chen Han bloomed with ten thousand golden lights, which were more dazzling than the sun, and he reached out with a boundless big hand and grabbed Ye Xuanfu.

At this time, Ye Xuanfu, who was as strong as a real person, was as small and helpless as an ant under his feet, constantly running and running away, but he was about to be slapped to death by the big golden hand that covered him.

"Chen Han Xiaoer, don't push people too much, the dog jumps off the wall when he's in a hurry, don't talk about grandpa and me!" Ye Xuanfu fled to the bottom of the mountain while scolding desperately, and when he looked back, his eyes were full of golden light, and he was suddenly frightened.

"You forced me!"

Ye Xuanfu shouted, a ruthlessness that was more stubborn than a brute bull came up, turned his head and ran back, and at the same time took out the gossip bronze mirror on his waist, and the blood in his mouth spit on the copper-yellow mirror.

In an instant, the Bagua Bronze Mirror became hot, and the pure Yang True Blood that fell on the mirror emitted an astonishing fiery power, and even evaporated wisps of red mist, winding around the Copper Mirror itself, exuding unimaginable power.

In a few breaths, Ye Xuanfu slammed the gossip bronze mirror in his hand out, and at the same time, a donkey rolled and hid to the side.

With a loud "bang", the palm-sized gossip bronze mirror erupted into a purple thunder mass like a grinding plate, colliding with the big golden hand, such power and movement, like two hills colliding.

It's a pity that the difference is too big, and the purple thunder of the gossip bronze mirror didn't even survive for a breath, and the big golden hand easily ran over it and slapped it with one palm.

"Rokko God Protection!"

Ye Xuanfu shouted, and the purple talisman left by Gong Lengyue last night suddenly stuck to his body, activating six pale golden figures to guard him, constantly surrounding, endlessly.

The big golden hand fell completely, and the whole mountain trembled, and there was a loud bang, the earth and stones splashed, the giant wood was crushed, and the earth sank down suddenly, and the six pale golden figures were like paper paste, which did not survive the three breaths and was instantly shattered.

Ye Xuanfu's whole person was slapped into the earth, and he vomited blood in a big mouthful, the whole person's skin and flesh bloomed, blood flowed, and every bone in his body felt like it was about to fall apart.

"Is this the strength of the corpse?" The corners of Ye Xuanfu's mouth were filled with blood, and he was extremely desperate, but his despair was mixed with unwillingness and resistance.

"If you tell the queen of the spirit, you can be given a death, otherwise you will be drained of your real blood, and the corpse will be refined, for the king to drive, extract the soul, and reward 30,000 soul-splitting whips, which will be burned by the fire of hell for thousands of years!" A mighty voice came from the direction of the ancient temple on the top of the mountain.

"Damn, if my Ye Xuanfu can leave alive, I won't be able to kill you when I turn around!" Ye Xuanfu took a mouthful of blood foam stars, grinned and scolded with red teeth.

The eyes of the ancient temple were cold, and the heavens and the earth seemed to freeze, and a monstrous killing intent rushed into the sky, even affecting everything in the world, and the plants and trees withered.

The king is angry, and the corpse is thousands of miles away!

This is not a joke, Ye Xuanfu has thoroughly experienced it this time, the killing intent from the top of the mountain seems to have pulled him into an ice cave, it is cold and piercing, and his soul is about to freeze.

"As soon as this king moves, ten thousand ways will be subdued!"

The law minister shot again, it was still so desperate, a golden color with a grinding plate covered it, and he wanted to capture Ye Xuanfu and go back, and draw his soul to refine the corpse.

"Death won't give you any luck!" Ye Xuanfu endured the severe pain, pulled out the peachwood sword, smeared the pure yang true blood all over his body, and then pasted all the talismans and seals on it, regardless of his three seven or twenty, there was no discipline to speak of, and stabbed at the golden big hand.

"Thunder and fire, magic sword meteor, give me explosion, explosion, explosion, explosion, explosion!" Ye Xuanfu pinched the seal and shouted, stained with blood, detonated all the runes, and rushed over with great power.

"The art of ants, can An be useful?"

With a touch of the big golden hand, everything disappeared and went straight to cover it.

Seeing this, Ye Xuanfu gritted his teeth and prepared for the last desperate attempt.

At this time, a fluttering figure flashed to Ye Xuanfu, and slapped it lightly with a palm.

"Boom"

The air waves were rolling, the earth and rocks were flying, and the nearby trees were all rising from the ground and being blown into the distance, and Ye Xuanfu was also lifted more than ten meters away by the force of the impact.

Blood flowed, covering Ye Xuanfu's eyes, he opened his eyes and tried to look, but he saw that figure was ...... Paper Man?!

"Paper man?"

A paper figure can actually be compared with the law of Chen Han's relics?

"Heavenly Master means? No, no, after the old man's death, there is no more heavenly master in the world, and there is no mage on this paper man's body! ”

Not a mage? Who is it?

Just when Ye Xuanfu was stunned, the paper man and Chen Han's relict Fa Xiang fought three times in a row, which seemed to be comparable.

"Zhu Rong, you really got seriously injured in the Heavenly Tribulation!" The fluctuation of the paper man's voice was cold and ruthless, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

I saw that the paper figure was fluttering, it was really just a piece of paper, and it seemed that a gust of wind would blow it away, but it could actually compete with the terrifying corpse.

"Zhu Rong? Isn't he the remnant of Chen Han? And who is that paper man, why is he helping me, and who is he sacred? Ye Xuanfu was shocked in his heart, even though there were countless questions, but this was not the time to be stunned, so he hurriedly picked up the gossip bronze mirror that fell next to him, turned his head and ran.

It's not so much a run, but a stumble and then the mountain rolls down the mountain, covered in injuries, I can't bear to look at it, and I am drenched in blood all the way.

"Want to go? Have you asked this king......" The cold voice in the ancient temple on the top of the mountain came again, and the law minister struck again.

But it was all intercepted by the mysterious paper man.

"Do you think that a doppelganger can stop this king?" Zhu Fan said coldly.

"Just stop for a moment, you have been injured by the Heavenly Tribulation, and you can't leave the ancient temple for half a step!" The paper man replied coldly.

"Hmph, I've been hiding for so many years, do you think you can escape the palm of this king's hand, and it won't be long before this king will personally come out of the mountain and pull you out!" Zhu Fan said as he shot ruthlessly.

"Hahahaha, I'm looking forward to that day, and then it will inevitably be another big battle, and it's not certain who will win and who will lose at that time!" The paper man responded, and at the same time, he slapped his hands, and the paper on his arm became longer like a sleeve, facing Zhu Fan Faxiang on the top of the mountain.

The battle behind him continued, and from time to time there were earth-shattering vibrations, but Ye Xuanfu did not look back, desperately fleeing, his eyes were blurred by blood, and the whole person was shaky, and he could fall down at any time.

"Damn, I can't hold it!"

Ye Xuanfu's body stiffened, he really said that he couldn't hold it, he couldn't hold it, his eyes were dark, he fell, and his body rolled towards the mountain like a ball......