Chapter 902 Seal Yae

Yang Fan didn't expect that the battle would go on so fast that the battle would end before he could arrive at the scene.

"It's over? Does the boss know who won?"

Hu Fei said excitedly and eagerly.

Yang Fan remained silent, paused for a moment, didn't say a word, and flew towards the barren sea where the two great wizards fought again.

Phew――

Soon, Dao Xuan Heavenly Ancestor chased after him from the rear, his face was a little weak, and he was horrified in his heart: the strength of this Yang Fan and the others had surpassed him.

After flying for a while, a barren sea was ushered in ahead.

Yang Fan's eyes froze, and the barren sea was in his field of vision, and there were ripples in his vision, and his central position seemed to have a whirlpool.

Even though the battle was over, several people still sensed an endless sword intent that filled the heavens and the earth.

Swish!!

Yang Fan's figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

Hu Fei and Dao Xuan Heavenly Ancestor also used their teleportation powers.

Moments later, in a sea shattered into a vacuum, a feeble man sat cross-legged on a coral reef.

The position he was in should have belonged to the deep sea, but the surrounding sea was cut by the sword intent that crossed the heavens and the earth, and there was a position of not dying in the center, making the surrounding area present a waterless vacuum.

"Leave no trace!!"

Yang Fan and the three of them all stared at the man who was meditating cross-legged.

At this moment, the vitality on Qianqiu Wuxi's body has almost died and withered, and only with the last trace of will, the god hún will not be dispersed, and the ròu body will not be destroyed.

To some extent, he has stepped on the line of life and death.

If he had been someone else and suffered such a terrible injury, he would have died in Huangquan a long time ago.

However, there is no trace for thousands of years, after all, he is a generation of peerless grandmasters, and he will continue his life for a few more moments.

"Where did Wushuang go, and who won and who lost this battle?"

Hu Fei couldn't help but ask.

"Save people first. ”

Yang Fan didn't care who won or who lost, and slapped a palm on Qianqiu Wuxi's back, and a pure and heroic breath of life was injected into his body.

After a while, Yang Fan's face was solemn, and the destructive power of Qianqiu's traceless body and spirit was simply unimaginable.

Every inch of skin, every muscle, and even every máo hair was filled with a powerful sword aura that was proud of the heavens and the earth, and even at this moment, Yang Fan seemed to be able to sense the sword intent of the earth-shattering ghosts and gods.

Wushuang, I don't know where to go.

Could it be that Chiaki has no trace^ he is defeated?

In the end, Yang Fan did not see the clip that decided the victory.

"It's good that you came early, otherwise my life would be in danger. ”

Qianqiu opened his eyes without a trace, but he was clear and stopped the water.

"Qianqiu, who won the battle in the end. ”

Hu Fei finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Dao Xuan Heavenly Ancestor also knew Qianqiu Wuxi, and there was also a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

Only Yang Fan, silent, seemed to have guessed the answer.

"What joy is there when you win, and what is sad when you lose. On Qianqiu Wuxi's face, he maintained a light smile that was traceless through the ages: "This battle has allowed me to transcend and comprehend a higher level." Although I am defeated, I still have to thank Wushuang. ”

Win-win?

Hu Fei and Daoxu Tianzu looked shocked.

Yang Fan fell into deep thought, his brows furrowed slightly, and an invisible round wheel suddenly appeared in his eyes, staring at Qianqiu without a trace.

Qianqiu's traceless figure was shocked: "You ......"

The next moment, a picture appeared in Yang Fan's mind:

The Land of the Wild Sea.

"Three Spirits in One...... It's really strong!!"

No double-faced sè pale, the body is almost broken apart, not chéng humanoid.

Boom Boom

The hundred-foot-tall desolate ancient giants stand proudly in the sky above the sea, and even the space is in an unstable state.

In front of the existence of this ancient god, the incomparable is like an ant.

Wushuang was half-kneeling on the sea, unable to move, and even on the verge of death.

The ancient giants transformed by the reverse evolution of the Three Qing Dynasty were indifferent in their eyes, looking at this piece of heaven and earth, including the ant-like Wushuang.

With that long roar alone, a wave of cosmic primordial power that exploded in thought, Wushuang completely lost his combat power.

Lost?

There is no fear, no disappointment, no loss in the eyes, there is just ...... Excited!!!

At this moment, Wushuang, who had lost all his combat power, all the máo holes, skin, and blood all over his body were excited and shaking.

At this moment, his whole body, including the blood ròu vitality life, and even the jīng divine power, was burning.

Qianqiu Traceless looked at him indifferently as an ancient giant, without taking advantage of people's danger, nor did he have any ridicule, only a little expectation and respect.

"You're also strong, you're strong, and you deserve the respect of a thousand years old regardless of whether you win or lose...... What joy is there when you win, and what is sad when you lose. I hope that after this battle, I will have the opportunity to consult with my peerless friends. ”

Where thousands of autumns stand without a trace, the space presents unstable distortion and collapse, and the space is bō pattern after row.

Without using any force, he reached a point where the space was unbearable, and it was hard to imagine the power he controlled.

"Sanqing reverse, he can really understand this realm, 'yùqing, Shangqing, Taiqing', representing the past, present, and future, if he can really reverse Sanqing, wouldn't he be able to reverse chaos!!"

Elder Situ's eyes flickered.

"He has not reached the Mahayana stage, and the power he has at this moment seems to have surpassed the ...... of a half-immortal and a true immortal."

The yellow shirt nv is a little difficult to determine.

At this moment, the level of power without a trace is completely unpredictable.

"Good...... Qianqiu Wuzhuo, since you respect me as an opponent, then my Wushuang naturally wants to send the final blow without reservation and decide the winner. ”

Wushuang's body that had fallen apart struggled to stand up.

Suddenly, he held a half-severed sword in his hand, and a cloud of silver flames burned all over his body.

A miracle was born, and in an instant, the unequaled ròu body, jīng blood, spirit hún, and broken sword all burned into a ball of light, and with a "hum" sound, it turned into a silver light broken sword that shocked the heavens and the earth.

Snort――――

The entire sky dome shook violently, and only a dazzling silver glow was seen, traversing the heavens and the earth, and it was fleeting

At that moment, in the entire outer sea, all the beings who cultivated to reach the level of the tribulation or above captured a silver sword shadow, as if transparent, slashing through the void of the sky.

Burst!!

The ancient giant that had been transformed by the silver glow was pierced out of a large hole, and the blood light and silver sword light spewed out, and then it froze in the void for a moment, and then collapsed with a bang.

Boom -

The desolate ancient giant, which was comparable to a true immortal, crashed into the endless deep sea, and the powerful sword qi and force field directly discharged the sea water within a radius of thousands of miles.

Until Yang Fan came to open, the sea within a radius of 10,000 miles was still a vacuum, and the surrounding sea water was rolling, but it could no longer flow.

From a distance, it looks like a huge whirlpool and a bottomless pit in the endless sea.

Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the mō, as if he could feel the immortal sword qi and the primordial power that originated from the ancient universe.

At one point, he sat cross-legged on a coral reef, closed his eyes, and quietly realized.

Elder Situ and Dao Xuan Heavenly Ancestor also had certain pictures in their minds.

Although they can't be like Yang Fan, even if they don't see it with their own eyes, they can understand it like they are there.

But at this moment, their spirits were shocked, and their hearts could not be calmed for a long time.

Dao Void Heavenly Ancestor's gaze was dim, and he deeply understood that the traces of the Great Dao that he had previously discussed with him had reached a height that he could not peep into.

Hu Fei clenched his teeth, his hands trembling.

Although he is a super-level divine beast and his talent is amazing, he is still inferior to this ancient genius and great grandmaster.

Wushuang is reincarnated, and his life experience is extraordinary.

But there is no trace of Qianqiu, according to Han Qi, who was once a disciple of Jiāohui, it can be speculated that he was also a very ordinary person a long time ago.

Hu Fei suddenly remembered what Qianqiu Wuxian said on the ancient game table:

"A long time ago, not long after the master first stepped into the immortal path, in a large public, he fought with others, and was defeated because his cultivation was not as good as the other party, and he was humiliated by that person. Weishi bowed deeply to him at that time, respected his strength, and was convinced of defeat. ”

"But that person insulted the teacher, you ......" Han Qi, Qin Huang and the others were incredulous.

"The opponent's character, identity, status, friend and foe relationship, what does it have to do with me?" Qianqiu Wuxian smiled indifferently: "If my skills are not as good as others, I respect his strength, and that's it." Soon after, the man was overcome by me and thrown away from me, and the image of the man faded in my mind, and now I even forgot his name. In my life, there have been many such people, and they have been surpassed by me, and I once deeply respected their skills. ”

The traceless xiōng placket, the devotion to craftsmanship, and the pursuit of the avenue are unmatched.

Yang Fan meditated and meditated here, and this barren sea vacuum pit dòng, remained unchanged, forming a wonder through the ages.

Three years later, Qianqiu's scarless injuries healed, looking at the vacuum sea around him, and said plainly: "Here, maybe it will last forever." ”

Daoxu Heavenly Ancestor and Hu Fei also stayed here to attain enlightenment.

The immortal sword intent and the primordial power of the universe linger here forever.

"Grandmaster Qianqiu, where are you going?" Yang Fan opened his eyes, and his heart was deep and boundless.

"Within ten years, ascend to the upper realm. ”

Qianqiu Wuxian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and looked up at the infinite sky, as if he saw a wider world.

Soaring?

Dao Xuan Tianzu and Hu Fei were shocked.

Ascension, in the mouth of Qianqiu without a trace, is so lightly said.

"Yang Daoyou, in the future, the upper realm will meet again. ”

Qianqiu looked at Yang Fan without a trace.

"Yes," Yang Fan took a deep breath, at this moment he was also confident, and the ascension was not far away from him.

"Wushuang's next challenge object is Yang Daoyou, and I hope the two can surpass again. ”

The figure without a trace gradually faded and disappeared.

"Boss Yang, will Wushuang challenge you next?"

Hu Fei said nervously.

"I knew about it long after the death of the Sword Emperor......"

Yang Fan's gaze was as calm as water, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

It was in the third year that Chiaki left without a trace.

Yang Fan suddenly opened his eyes and captured the scene of three majestic figures, standing proudly under the clouds, and bearing the baptism of rolling thunder.

In the eighth year, Yang Fan completely lost any heavenly information without a trace.

"He's gone......"

Yang Fan let out a long sigh.

"Poof~~~"

At the same time, the eighth seal of the suppression in his body was broken with a loud thunderstorm......