Many of the younger generation pressed forward, killing intent after killing, like waves rolling water, because people knew that the difficulty of missing the battle for the Holy Body again tonight would increase dramatically.

The Holy Body has just been formed, and it is not yet stable, many people have seen this, if he continues to break through, it is estimated that few people in the younger generation will dare to break through.

The bright moon was very bright, like a large silver plate hanging high in the night sky, and the soft light was sprinkled, and the Divine City seemed to be covered with a light veil, white and hazy.

Ye Fan stood in the void, many of the many young powerhouses in front of him did not know, and the ones he paid the most attention to were the Golden-winged Xiaopeng King and Xia Jiuyou.

The two are the top figures of the younger generation, and they have crossed paths with him several times, and they have long been destined for a big war, and now they have finally met again.

And Ye Fan was slightly surprised that the Shaking Light Holy Son did not step forward, calm and calm, and had no intention of making a move at all.

He was shrouded in holy light, surrounded by one hundred and eight gods, comparing the gods and moons in the sky to the sky, like a god under the night moon, motionless.

"Young master, don't go over first!" The two gray-clothed old men firmly grabbed Xia Jiuyou's arm.

On the other side, the Old Peng King also appeared, and a hand pressed on the shoulder of the Golden-winged Peng King, making it difficult for him to move.

"I'm here to fight you!" a man in yellow walked out, but he looked like he was in his twenties, his body was sturdy, like an iron stake, and his skin shimmered with a metallic luster.

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked.

"I don't have much to say to you. Let me see how strong the Eucharist really is, don't accidentally break the curse and be slapped to death by me!"

The man in yellow spoke harshly and sneered, quite disrespectful, but he was very careful, standing far away and not coming.

Not long ago, Ye Fan's fight against the Heavenly Tribulation was obvious to all, and the strength and terrifyingness of his physical body were deeply shocking, and fighting him in close combat was definitely looking for death.

Ye Fan didn't say a word anymore, and he was disillusioned with every step in the void, this kind of footwork that almost shrunk into inches made many people frightened.

The young man in yellow didn't dare to let him get closer, so he made a decisive move, and the five-colored brilliance appeared, like a beautiful firework blooming, which was magnificent and magnificent, lighting up the entire night sky.

Of course, what is even more frightening is the energy fluctuation, which turned out to be a "forbidden weapon" that is extremely dangerous and has incredible power.

There are many kinds of so-called forbidden weapons, most of which can only be used a few times before they are destroyed, and they are exhausted but have great lethality.

The man in yellow made a move, obviously not for the real duel, but just wanted to rely on the forbidden weapon to wipe out Ye Fan and make him disappear from the world.

The brilliant colored light like fireworks turned into a demonic cloud, overwhelming the sky, rushing towards Ye Fan, drowning him below.

"It's a bit vicious to use a forbidden weapon to kill people"

"Someone must have instructed him, otherwise, how could he have a forbidden weapon!"

Many people watching the battle felt that it was too much, this was not a really fair duel at all, and the person who came was obviously here to kill Ye Fan.

"Brush"

Ye Fan disappeared from the spot all of a sudden, like a floating light, like a flying shadow, and in disillusionment, the man in yellow approached and raised his fist to hit.

"You ......" the young man in yellow was shocked.

No one expected Ye Fan's speed to be so fast, the stars and moon behind him were eclipsed, and the brilliant five-colored clouds buried that void, and the devastating aura exploded.

However, all this was useless, because Ye Fan was no longer in place, and he killed the man in yellow.

"Smack!"

All kinds of light shone brightly, and more than a dozen weapons flew out, but they were all smashed into pieces by Ye Fan's golden fist at the first time, and they couldn't stop him from taking half a step at all.

"Poof"

Ye Fan's golden fingers swiped over, like a peerless blade, the man in yellow was cut in half, he rushed through the middle, and blood gushed out.

Kill with one hit!

The man in yellow was a four-pole powerhouse, but he had no power to resist at all, like a picture scroll, which was easily torn apart by Ye Fan.

Ye Fanyi was not stained with blood, he didn't even turn his head, his eyes were sharp, and he swept many young powerhouses in front of him.

"Who else!"

Many of the younger generation have changed color and are silent, and many of the older generation are also moved, and it is not good that the Eucharist has such a power in the first place.

"I'll meet you!"

A man in Tsing Yi strode over, his age could be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, this was a monk of the fourth level of the four extremes, almost perfect, and was about to enter the next great secret realm.

"Qiang"

The brilliance on his body flashed, and the cold silver battle suit appeared, protecting him tightly, flashing silver, this is a treasure robe, flowing rhyme.

"It's ...... , Saint Lord-level Battle Suit!"

Many people were surprised, the silver suit intertwined the laws of heaven and earth, with the charm of the avenue, making this person extremely ethereal, giving people the feeling of Taoism and nature, and the unity of heaven and man.

"Who is this person, how can he be a saint-level battle suit?"

"This is a young powerhouse from Zhongzhou, I just saw him coming from behind those big people in the Zhuzi Hundred Sects!"

Everyone was shocked, this was definitely a young and strong man, I am afraid that he was the first great enemy he encountered after the initial formation of the Holy Body, for example, the person who had just fought the forbidden weapon was much more terrifying.

"Zhongzhou Guming Road. "The person who came reported his name.

This powerhouse who came from Zhongzhou only had his eyes exposed, his divine light was clear, and the silver glow of the Holy Lord-level battle suit flowed, covering his whole body, as if he was one with the Great Dao.

Holding a purple gold lamp in his hand, it shot out a purple glow, and ten thousand rui colors fell, setting him off like a god.

There is no doubt that this purple gold lamp is also a saint-level weapon, containing divine patterns, ten thousand refining spirits, and has great lethality.

Without too many words, Gu Mingdao made a move, and the purple gold lamp in his hand shot out a blazing purple light, illuminating the entire night sky, and the light was bright.

Ye Fan grabbed a small sword with an inch length at the end of his fingers, and with a slight shock, it suddenly spread out against the wind, and it enlarged in an instant.

The dragon pattern black gold holy spirit sword turned into ten zhang long, thick and heavy, and the black sword body was imprinted with dragon patterns, as if adhering to the will of heaven and earth.

As soon as this sword came out, everyone gasped, it had a great origin, and it was cut out of the Nine Orifices Stone Man as a small holy object.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan swung the ten-zhang sword, crushed the void, slashed at the brilliant purple mang, and shattered it on the spot, he had the power of ten thousand troops with just one blow.

"Bang", "Bang......"

Ye Fan held the black big sword, obliquely guided the sky, and pressed forward step by step in the void, causing the heavenly dome to vibrate, and his steps were like the divine drum of the heavenly court.

Every time it falls, someone's body is shaken, and there is a mysterious Dao power like stepping on a person's heart, and many people quickly retreat, and the corners of their mouths are overflowing with blood.

"The Eucharist is so powerful?!" many people were stunned.

"No wonder the young masters of the Four Great Perfections of Zhongzhou have to come forward in the Holy Lord battle clothes...... "People have to be shocked.

"Boom!"

The purple gold lamp in Gu Mingdao's hand flew up and fixed on the sky, like a round of purple sun hanging, hanging down thousands of Ruicai, and the purple glow soared into the sky.

Each Ruicai is like a big waterfall and tens of thousands of them are falling down at the same time, this is a magnificent and shocking picture, rumbling, purple mist is monstrous, like tens of thousands of purple dragons dancing through the sky and the earth.

Ye Fan was in the center, baptized by tens of thousands of "big waterfalls", trapped by tens of thousands of "big dragons", the power of the purple gold lamp was boundless, and it gave birth to a destructive light to refine Ye Fan.

"This is the Four Great Perfections Cultivator, it's terrifying to hold a Saint Master-level weapon!"

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a shock between heaven and earth, and a green lotus appeared beside Ye Fan, only three leaves were born, but there was the meaning of giving birth to all things, and with a slight shock, everything was frozen at once.

"Chaos Seed Green Lotus!"

"The Eucharist exhibits visions, one of the most terrifying powers of antiquity!"

Many exclaimed, surprised.

Ye Fan was like a god and a friend Wan Dao walked through the waterfall that fell from the sky, walking calmly, holding a black sword and pressing forward step by step.

His footsteps never stopped, his rhythm never stopped, and even a Saint Lord-level weapon could not stop him.

Gu Mingdao's expression changed, and he wanted the purple gold lamp to be taken back, but he couldn't do it at all, so he had to continue to urge the divine power to refine Ye Fan with the purple gold lamp.

However, all this is useless, the vision of the Chaos Seed Blue Lotus is extremely terrifying, and the magic lamp is completely fixed, and Ye Fan has no invasion of ten thousand laws within a radius of one zhang, and there is nothing to touch.

Ten thousand purple waterfalls running through the ground of the world are regarded by him as nothing, running through them, as if entering a no-man's land.

Gu Mingdao continued to retreat, but he couldn't get rid of it at all, Ye Fan came in an instant, holding the dragon pattern black gold holy spirit sword and splitting it immediately!

Gu Mingdao was unavoidable, and a silver ancient shield appeared in front of his arm, blocking the sky, and the black sword was as heavy as a mountain, pressing down.

"Dang!"

The earth-shattering sound sounded, and the ears of the people who shook were about to burst, this is Wanjun Shenwei!

Gu Mingdao was wearing a saint-level battle suit, protected by an ancient shield that intertwined debut and reason, but he was still split and flew into the sky, you can imagine how huge the strength was.

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the purple gold lamp shook, got rid of the confinement, and flew into Gu Mingdao's hands.

Ye Fan glanced at the distant sky, nothing more, he knew that there was a big man in the secret, so that the purple gold lamp was freed from the shackles.

He walked forward step by step, and the black big sword pointed at Gu Ming Dao, as heavy as Yue, as if it could split this world.

"Buzz"

This void trembled, Ye Fan rotated the Holy Spirit Sword, and killed it with the momentum of sweeping thousands of troops, and the big sword slashed through the sky, emitting a terrible magic sound.

"Dang!"

Gu Mingdao held a purple gold lamp to fight, the divine fire was monstrous, and the night sky turned purple, but he still couldn't stop Ye Fan's footsteps, he had a peerless edge, and his courage was unstoppable.

"Qiang", "Zheng......"

Ye Fan waved the black holy sword continuously, he was like an ancient god of war resurrected, his black hair was dancing wildly, his eyes were sharp, and his white clothes were moving, overwhelming Gu Mingdao.

His body was dyed with a layer of golden brilliance, and he continuously rotated the black dragon pattern sword black gold sword, a total of thirteen swords slashed down, even if Gu Ming Dao had the Holy Lord battle suit to protect his body, he was also shocked and coughed up blood.

Everyone was stunned, even the weapons that intertwined debut and reason couldn't stop Ye Fan, how could they fight?

Gu Mingdao itself was strong enough, wearing the Holy Lord's battle intent, holding the Holy Lord's battle soldiers, he was still not an opponent, and he was about to be shocked to death by Ye Fan.

"Dang!"

Ye Fan's last sword slashed out, slashing Gu Mingdao out five hundred zhang away, blood stained the sky, he couldn't be defeated at all, and fell into the dust.

"Brush"

A purple bolt appeared, swept him away, and disappeared into the sky.

"Who else is going to fight?" Ye Fan glanced ahead.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, the Holy Body had just been formed, and they had just entered the Four Extremes Secret Realm, and they were already able to dominate the younger generation!

Many people were silent, and many monks looked at the Holy Sons and Holy Maidens, and now they were the only ones who could come out to fight, and it was difficult for the rest of the younger generation to fight.

The expressions of the Holy Son of Shaking Light, the Divine King of the Ji Family, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, Yao Xi, and the Holy Maiden of the Purple Mansion remained unchanged, but they didn't know what they were thinking in their hearts.

Only An Miaoyi was smiling lightly, seeing Ye Fan's combat power, she smiled and fell into the city, peerless, calm, and radiating boundless charm.

"Let go of me!" Xia Jiuyou's voice came, calling out to the two gray-clothed old men, his eyebrows blooming with colorful divine light.

"Young master, when you reach the next realm, it's not too late to fight him. The two old men in gray persuaded each other.

"If you go up to another realm, I won't be in the Four Extremes Secret Realm, what's the point of killing him like that?!" Xia Jiu was arrogant.

Everyone was dumbfounded when they heard this, the Holy Communion showed such terrible combat power, and anyone dared to speak like this?!

However, when everyone saw that it was him, they were relieved, this is a young man who has risen as quickly as a comet, and he can be described as a rare genius in ancient times.

It's only thirteen or fourteen years old, and he has already attained four great perfections, and he is about to be promoted to the next secret realm, how many people can there be in the world?!

"Young master!" sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two gray-clothed old men.

"You guys retreat, who is the master and who is the servant?" Xia Jiu drank coldly, although his lips were red and his teeth were white, he was extremely beautiful, but he also had a terrifying aura.

Ye Fan carried the big sword on his back and stood in the void, calmly watching all this, his expression indifferent.

In the end, Xia Jiuyou walked forward, and the two gray-clothed old men couldn't stop him, and he was extremely confident, slowly pacing in the air.

"You have finally broken the curse, the Holy Body has just been formed, and you can provide me with holy blood to refine medicine!" Xia Jiuyou, as in the past, regarded Ye Fan as a prey, "I don't care at all about him entering the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

"Do you want to use me to refine medicine, do you have the ability to do this?" Ye Fan was not angry, and calmly stared at this beautiful and almost demon-like opponent.

"What if you break the curse? In the brilliant era when the kings of the ancient times arose, even if it was a Dacheng holy body, it was difficult to be the first in the world, and there was never a shortage of great enemies to contend with!" Xia Jiuyou sneered again and again, his bright red lips and snow-white teeth flashed with a crystal luster, and said: "I will ruthlessly defeat you and take you as my eternal servant, so that you can understand what is the best in the world!"

"If you are defeated, how about being a servant for me?" Ye Fan stepped forward, and every step he took was like a war drum roaring, making the heavens and the earth shake.

"I am the best in the world, whether it is physique or cultivation, it is enough to overwhelm you. Xia Jiu came over, his hair fluttering, making him look ethereal and dusty, and said, "Provide me with holy blood for the rest of your life, as a servant!"

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan made a move, it is useless to deal with such a person, only by pressing her can everything be solved.

"That's ,... The Immortal King is in the Nine Heavens!"

"One of the most terrifying visions of antiquity!"

Everyone exclaimed, all extremely nervous.

Ye Fan exhibited a vision, transforming into another self, sitting high in the Nine Heavens, surrounded by Xuanhuang Qi, like an immortal looking down on the common people!

The body of this Immortal King of Vision stretched out a big hand and grabbed it towards Xia Jiuyou.

Suddenly, one side of heaven and earth was separated, and Xia Jiu seemed to be standing in another starry sky, with a solemn expression, against the immortal king, and the sound of leisurely music sounded.

"It's ...... Nine Immortal Songs!"

"What, could it be that he has the same physique as Gai Jiuyou? This is a terrifying Dao sound that stands side by side with the prelude of the gods!"

Eight thousand years ago, Zhongzhou produced a cover nine secluded, only almost became the emperor, invincible all over the world, and the legend sat in the Eastern Wilderness.

Many people know it, and they immediately think of that invincible figure.