"Changing the ...... against the sky"

Ye Fan's eyes were blank, and he muttered a few words.

Although I have palpitations, I am looking forward to it at the moment.

Qualification has always been a stumbling block that restricts his growth, if there is no accumulation of endless resources and martial arts, etc., he will only be able to survive at the level of a martial artist in his long life.

Now, the limitation of qualifications has appeared again, and it is visible and felt, which directly blocks his pace of moving forward.

Now, the opportunity has come, and the arrangement left by Emperor Yin's ancestors will change his life for him, change his qualifications, and break the stumbling blocks.

"I just don't know if I'll be able to hold it up. ”

Ye Fan smiled bitterly.

The blood qi in his body has almost been drained, and even the medullary fluid has been washed and discharged, completely supported by these blood light, blood mist, etc., but he can't control it, he is now extremely weak, God knows how long it can last.

Without waiting for Ye Fan to rest for long, the blood-colored altar changed again.

I saw that the statue that was about ten feet tall shook at this time, as if it had come to life.

Emperor Yin's ancestral god was dressed in white, his long hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were as sharp as electricity, he was carrying divine wings, and his palms were held flat in front of him, as if holding a starry sky.

Snort!

Two blood rays burst out from the eyes of Emperor Yin's ancestors, and if the two blood arrows pierced Ye Fan's body, they hit the heart, and with a muffled sound of "poof", a puddle of blood burst out.

What's even more terrifying is that there was a small red firework that burst into flames, Ye Fan's eyes straightened, his body was also straight, and he collapsed weakly on the ground for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, it was the ancestor god of Yuhuang wearing a robe, with a square face, a solemn expression, rigorous and old-fashioned, and a vague rune that could only be seen in one corner on his forehead, and his eyes were deep, as if he was connected to another world.

His eyes also burst out with two bloody rays, piercing Ye Fan's body again, this time it was Ye Fan's kidney, which was penetrated by the powerful piercing force, directly shattered, and ignited blood fire at the same time.

Subsequently, it was the ancestor god of Emperor Ji, his body was straight, his face was handsome and extraordinary, he wore a crown of beads, invisible, it gave people a sense of nobility like a cloud, purple qi came from the east, and the sun, moon and stars surrounded him.

Two blood rays burst out of the air and landed on Ye Fan's liver, and the flames ignited.

Emperor Yao Zushen was dressed in a simple short-sleeved tight-fitting shirt, his hair only reached his earlobes, his face was like a knife, he had the heroic and chic of a man, and a woman was as soft as water, holding a giant sword that was almost the size of her body, which was even more powerful.

Two blood rays flew out, easily shattering Ye Fan's spleen, and by this time, Ye Fan had not reacted much, only the body twitched like tremors from time to time, which made people feel alive and not dead.

The ancestral god of Jiang Huang is wearing simple armor, wearing a round crown, carrying a short flag, and holding a murderous halberd, which makes people feel less like an ancestral god, more like an invincible god of war on the battlefield.

The two blood rays became more and more intense, piercing Ye Fan's lungs, and in an instant, Ye Fan almost lost his breath, only the incoming qi, and the outgoing qi.

Outside the Blood Altar, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xuanyi looked at this scene stupidly, completely frightened.

"Brother Ye!"

Ye Xiaoxi suddenly came back to his senses, screamed, and was about to jump off the big chair.

Xiao Xuanxi was also awakened by Ye Xiaoxi's screams, grabbed Ye Xiaoxi quickly, and said in a deep voice: "He's fine, we can't help, if you go, it will affect him, you can only rely on himself." ”

"But ......"

Ye Xiaoxi was about to cry, but she still refused to give up and wanted to bring Ye Fan back.

"No, but, we have to believe in Emperor Yin's ancestral god, he will not harm Ye Fan. ”

The little foxy beast said brightly.

This seemed to be like a calming medicine, which made Ye Xiaoxi calm down all of a sudden, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and said in his heart: "That's right, this should be arranged by Emperor Yin's ancestors, and it will definitely not harm Ye Fan." ”

Of course, she understood better that even if she went up, she couldn't help Ye Fan.

The vast majority of inheritances have such a thing, and there is no way to do it, and they can only rely on those who have experienced it themselves.

What's more, in the current situation, the ancestral gods' methods are thorough, against the mandate of heaven, and seize the creation, how can she, a mortal-level creature, spy and speculate, if she wants to help, she can't start, it has no effect at all, and if she doesn't do it well, it will be self-defeating and harm Ye Fan.

Ye Xiaoxi's last idea is right, but the previous idea is very wrong, Xiao Xianxi also underestimated the ruthlessness of the ancestral gods, thinking that this was the handiwork of the Yin Emperor Ancestral God, and it would be fine.

In fact, not to mention that Ye Fan entered the eyes of Emperor Yin's ancestors, even if Emperor Yin's ancestors were very satisfied, they would definitely not keep their hands.

Their kind of existence, after hundreds of millions of years of baptism, what have they not experienced, what have they not seen?

No matter how talented the creatures are, they have encountered it, but so what, how many of them have really grown up and stood on the top of this starry sky?

If you can grow up as long as you are a genius and are destined to be a giant in the future, there will be no mythical legend of Emperor Yin's ancestral god, as well as the starry sky consensus evaluation of "The starry sky is full of sunshine in the eternal sky, and the god of slaughter is seen at the end of the martial arts".

But this is also beneficial, at least they stabilized themselves and did not cause trouble for Ye Fan.

Just when the argument between the two ended, the five ancestral gods of the beast clan also pierced Ye Fan's limbs and head.

It was terrifying, the skulls were pierced, and ordinary creatures could not survive at all, or rather, they would have died long ago, because their hearts had been shattered.

But Ye Fan didn't, because the vitality of the demi-saint was extremely strong, far from being comparable to the emperor.

The heart was broken, but Ye Fan's original blood and qi had also dried up, and it would be okay to break it.

As for the head, Ye Fan's primordial spirit is not in the skull, but in the soul crystal, and he will not die for the time being, but this kind of injury is also a mortal ending!

But even so, it's far from over!

Outside the blood-colored altar, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xuanyi's two hearts seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, hanging up, and their eyes widened as they looked at Ye Fan, who was hollow and bathed in blood, and their hearts trembled.

At this point, even the two are not sure, whether Emperor Yin's ancestral god is really going to kill Ye Fan, so tempered, which creature can withstand it?

Suddenly!

The blood-colored flames left behind by the blood light piercing Ye Fan's body were originally very small, but the tail finger was big, swaying and dancing, and at this time it suddenly skyrocketed, feeding on flesh and blood, using it as fuel, and instantly devoured Ye Fan.

The raging and weird flames penetrated deep into the flesh and blood, deep into the bone marrow, and deep into the soul, frantically burning Ye Fan's body.

"This, Brother Ye, he ......"

Ye Xiaoxi's beautiful eyes blinked, tears rolled down, but she didn't dare to move again.

Although it was separated by the protective barrier of the big chair, with the sharpness of a martial artist, she could also feel that Ye Fan seemed to have a breath.

Xiao Xuanyi's face was very ugly, and even if it was tempered like this, it also felt a burst of panic and kept swallowing saliva.

Whew-

The fireworks were blazing, the blood was fierce, and they were constantly burning, as if they were going to devour Ye Fan and turn Ye Fan into charcoal.

The most terrifying thing is that the blood qi that previously supported Ye Fan's blood qi and the vitality of Ye Fan's body was turned into fuel to burn Ye Fan at this moment, burning through every inch of Ye Fan's flesh and bones.

The firelight was dazzling, Ye Fan's body made a muffled sound of "peeling and peeling", as if the bones were burned, and there was a subtle gurgling sound, and the body quickly became scorched, and soon he couldn't see his original appearance, and his shadow was blurred.

At this point, Ye Fan finally had his last breath gone, only a body was burned, his blood and qi were burned, his vitality and holy power were ignited, his flesh and blood were burned to charcoal, and his bones were burned to ashes.

"Brother Ye—"

Ye Xiaoxi covered her mouth and screamed, her pretty face was as pale as snow, her voice was sad and sad, and her eyes were full of despair and confusion.

Xiao Xuanyi watched this scene silently, and his heart suddenly emptied, some were blocked, some were dazed, some were at a loss, and in the end, these all turned into a roar of grief and indignation.

On the blood-colored altar, the burning continued, Ye Fan had completely become a piece of charcoal, and suddenly, with a "click" sound, the two rows of ribs in the chest cavity shattered one after another after the finger bones were broken, and the entire chest cavity collapsed, revealing the same black internal organs.

Until the end, Ye Fan didn't even have coke left, only piles of ashes like a layer of fine sand, as if the wind blew, even this bit of ash had to be swept away, and there was no such person as Ye Fan.

At this point, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xianyi were completely desperate, and they sat down on the big chair, gently closing their eyes, and their minds were blank.

At this moment, the cave suddenly shook, and even Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xianyi in the big chair were alarmed.

Feeling this shock, the two of them suddenly startled, hurriedly looked around, found nothing strange, were silent for a while, and looked at the endless blood light below the platform.

It's like a volcano, the blood is like magma, it's too rich, and it's even more scorching, and it suddenly shakes up at this moment, and the endless blood water is tumbling, like boiling water, and the light is getting richer and brighter.

"It's ...... What's wrong?"

Both looked puzzled.

Endless blood was surging, but there were no more changes, but the ten dimmed statues suddenly brightened again, blooming with surging brilliance and full of holiness.

Airplanes!

The void shook, and in the intense blood light, the ten statues seemed to have really been resurrected at this moment, and a piece of brilliance rushed into the sky, and then when the sky was closed, it condensed into a noble, ancient, majestic, and sacred figure.

"Ancestor, ancestral god?"

The sudden change made Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xianyi stunned, and they felt that their breathing was stagnant.

The ten figures didn't seem to see Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xuanyi, but just stared at the black powder in the center of the altar with burning eyes.

"Burn the body, build the body with the blood of the gods, be reborn from the fire, recreate the true self, reincarnation... Law!"

Among the ten figures, Emperor Yin's ancestral god, which was completely condensed by golden light, constantly made one handprint after another, chanting ancient mantras in his mouth.

Whether it's a mudra or a spell, it doesn't look like a traditional combat technique at all, but is full of exotic style, extremely ancient and mysterious.

Moreover, the most bizarre thing is that in the last sentence of Emperor Yin's ancestral god, there was a word that did not come out, but Xiao Xuanqi and Ye Xiaoxi clearly saw that Emperor Yin's ancestral god's mouth moved, but there was no sound, as if it had been erased out of thin air!

With every spell of Emperor Yin's ancestral god, the blood lake under the platform was furious, constantly surging, and when the spell seal was finished, the blood lake had already hit the base of the ten statues.

"Divine Blood!"

Emperor Yin's ancestral god shouted, and his body, which was originally glowing, instantly dimmed by three points.

The rest of the nine ancestral gods, although some looked helpless, they also did so, but some of the ancestral gods did not make a move.

As a result, a black and white disc immediately appeared above his head, and when it rumbled and rotated in the air, the mystical power immediately spread out, causing the faces of those uncooperative ancestral gods to immediately distort.

In the end, the ten ancestral gods all took action, and all of them attracted the blood of the gods, spewed out from the statue's eyes, and met together in mid-air, wrapping the ashes on the blood-colored altar and turning them into a blood-colored cocoon, full of holy aura.

But at this moment, a misty snow-bright white light appeared out of thin air, turning into ten brilliant divine lights, with an incomparably ancient and mysterious aura, slashing in the void!

There was no vision, and even the ten rays of light were just hanging above the light and shadow of the ten ancestral gods, and with a slight stroke, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiao Xuanyi saw that the figure of the ten great ancestral gods condensed by the divine light was dimmed sharply again, almost falling apart.

Then, the phantom of the Nine Great Ancestral Gods dissipated in horror and panic, and only Emperor Yin Ancestral God quietly stared at the ten snow-bright white lights, as if he saw something through the white light.

"It's really you......"

(End of chapter)