Chapter 678: Eternal Exile

The hanging island of the Ji family was pierced, the ancient chariot fell down, the smoke and dust rushed to the sky, the stones pierced the clouds, Wang Teng waved the sword of the Emperor of Heaven and cut off one of his arms, and blood flowed.

After the shocking blow, it was such a result, but the Northern Emperor, who was known as the invincible young generation, ended up like this and suffered a big loss.

The scene was silent, everyone was stunned, no one could have imagined that it would be this result, how could Wang Teng, who had a rare hand and the reincarnation of the ancient emperor, break his arm? !

Except for Wang Chengkun who was distressed, no one spoke out and watched all this silently, all of this was too sudden and beyond people's expectations.

The Holy Body is so strong, everyone is throbbing, this is the face of the naked fan of the Wang family, and the emperor they are proud of comes up with blood, which is too tragic.

Previously, the Wang family was domineering, looking high, thinking that Ye Fan was just a pile of dry bones on the emperor's road, and he was the target of death.

However, there was such a scene, and their so-called invincible Northern Emperor suffered a big loss, and everyone in the Wang family was burned in their faces and extremely worried.

It is no longer easy to speculate who will win and who will lose in this battle, no one can draw a conclusion, no one can expect Ye Fan's attack to be so sharp.

"Quack"

Wang Teng's left arm shook with flesh and blood, his bones made a crisp sound, and the continuous growth of Fang Qi poured down like water, and the broken arm regenerated, and it was intact almost instantly.

"Teng'er heart!" Wang Chengkun shouted in the back, if it weren't for the public, the big words had already been spoken, he would have stopped this battle and led people to besiege and kill Ye Fan.

Beidi, since his debut, has not suffered such a big loss, his expression is so cold that he can freeze, and when he fought with the monkey, the martial arts eye was not broken, and he went to suffer today.

"Zheng"

The sword roared in the sky, Wang Teng held the sword of the Emperor of Heaven, and drove the golden ancient chariot to kill again, the black long was completely upside down, and his eyes were as sharp as knives.

The golden holy sword, as thick as a mountain, reached the sky, pressed down like a mountain, and the sound was deafening, like an ocean in the sky, making people's hearts palpitate.

Ye Fan held the bronze coffin and slashed forward, like waving an ancient universe and the ancient heavens shook together, and the hanging island was actually disintegrating, unable to withstand the fluctuations.

Beidi quickly put away his sword and did not cut it down, he was testing to estimate how strong Ye Fan's combat power was, like a divine phoenix dancing in the sky, falling in the distance.

Ye Fan paused his arm, the copper coffin smashed into the void, and a terrifying abyss suddenly appeared, with starlight flashing inside, like a star field.

"Phew"

Wang Teng's eyes were blazing, shooting out two dazzling rays of brilliance, and the martial arts heavenly eye came out again, slashing at Ye Fan again, not only can he see through the origin, but also the sharpest divine sword!

Ye Fan was very calm, with a copper coffin to protect his body, sitting cross-legged on the golden man in the center of his eyebrows, holding the black gourd, shaking it vigorously, and a divine light flew out, like a flying knife for cutting immortals.

The Northern Emperor's eyes were condensed like a sword, hitting it, making a sonorous sound, but in the end, it was incinerated by the nine-colored mist and scattered in the void.

Moreover, the beam of light shot from Ye Fan's eyebrows did not decrease, and it pierced through the void and hit Wang Teng's head, unstoppable.

This time, Beidi had already prepared, still to assess Ye Fan's combat power, shining under his feet, step by step, driving the ancient chariot and retreating.

A wisp of Shenhua rushed through, piercing a palace in the distance, turning it into flying ashes in an instant, leaving nothing left, not even the Dao pattern engraved on it.

How could the Eucharist be so powerful, and what kind of power was contained in the vertical eyes that opened his eyes?

Wang Teng tried again and again, and kept shooting, but he didn't fight head-on, and Ye Fan was also brewing, preparing to destroy the opponent with one blow, and he was hooking the nine-colored fire silk in the black gourd.

"Ten thousand souls, the number of sand in the Ganges!"

Beidi suddenly shouted, and all kinds of forces in this world turned into the rules of the Dao, the essence of the grass and trees, the essence of the scorching sun, the glimmer of the stars, and the origin of the universe, all poured down.

After observing for a long time, he finally used a great technique in the attack, which was a secret technique in the Emperor's Scripture, and the gods could intimidate people, and there was no way to measure it.

In this world, all the spirits, all the powers, have turned into the rules of the Dao, and all the traces of the Dao have been transformed into a striped path that crosses the void.

It's a terrifying magic that makes people feel like they're stuck in a nightmare, and it's hard to fight. In this world, there are so many spiritual things, if they are all called to transform into the Tao, it will be endless, so there is a saying that the sand of the Ganges River is counted.

In the middle of the world, there are dense nets everywhere, some silver and some purple...... The Tao of Ten Thousand Spirits, the number of sands in the Ganges, became a network of avenues, and the cover fell.

In the rear, even people like the Southern Demon and Zitiandu were moved, and the sect leaders of all parties were also awe-inspiring, this kind of secret technique was extremely abnormal, turning all things in heaven and earth into Taoist rules, and borrowing all the power of rules for their own use.

Silently, a big net fell, isolated from the outside world, a world of its own, operating the rules of all ways, and eliminating all opponents.

"Break it for me!"

Ye Fan shouted, the flame in his eyebrows flashed, a huge Fusang flickered, appearing in front of him, the leaves were like golden essence, sonorous, nine golden crows were on it, flying out like nine rounds of suns.

"Boom"

Nine golden divine birds, the flames were monstrous, burning everything, tearing off all kinds of law threads, and shattering the rules above them.

"Sun Sutra!" someone exclaimed, recognizing this method, which was almost the same as the divine power possessed by the ancient legend of the Sun Sutra.

"No wonder, the Holy Body has obtained the Sun Sutra and cultivated the Sun True Fire!"

At the same time, many people are terrified that this is a terrible ancient scripture whose origins of human practice can be traced back to the primeval period.

In the ancient past, the human race had two ancient scriptures, namely the Taiyin and the Sun, which were unfathomable, carrying the infinite wisdom of the ancients, and were said to originate from another star field.

Later, the human race flourished, and several ancient emperors had consulted these two ancient scriptures and received infinite enlightenment, so they created their own talents.

Therefore, the two ancient scriptures of Taiyin and Sun are also called the Mother Sutra, which have extremely special significance, but unfortunately they have been lost for too long and cannot be found.

Ye Fan accepted the Bodhi Seed, ran the Sun True Sutra Xuanfa, and controlled the nine-colored fire wire, showing an inexplicable power.

The Fuso Sacred Tree towered and rose from the ground, huge and abundant, both the trunk and the leaves were golden, the fire burned, and the nine golden crows circled, destroying the power of the Transformation Dao.

"Boom"

Everything was gone, the Dao marks were eradicated, and they no longer existed, only a holy flame was burning in the heavens and the earth, and the nine golden crows rushed towards the Northern Emperor together.

"Is the Sun Sutra really so powerful?" the people were shocked, and the people of the Wang family looked ugly, and the Holy Communion was beyond their expectations.

"Cross Star Field!" Wang Teng let out a low sigh, his hands were drawing hard, and a huge cross crack appeared in the sky, and the great crack in the void extended.

Like a dream and a fantasy, a cross star field appeared, like stars in a row, intersecting together, hanging in another void.

"Bang"

It was an astonishing collision, and the mist of the ninth layer of the Fire Domain, as if it could burn the heavens, collided violently with this doji, and endless ashes rushed up.

Bright!

Blazing!

Brutal!

One after another, the mighty impact of the Dao, like a tsunami crashing on the embankment, like the Milky Way hitting the ancient stars, became a land of despair.

When everything was gone, the Doji Field was destroyed, and the Fuso Ancient Tree and the Golden Crow were all gone, and the flames were extinguished.

"I see, it's the Sun True Scripture and the power of the Outer Dao!" Wang Teng said to himself, he seemed to have figured out the truth and reality, and said in a deep voice: "Holy Body, I want you to understand that the gap is the gap, and it is impossible for people to ascend to the sky in one step!"

Ye Fan was calculating whether he could sweep all the people of the Wang family into it, he wanted to succeed in a battle, destroy all the enemies of this clan, and observe the terrain and location.

Beidi left the ancient chariot and sat next to him in the void, swiped his hands, and shouted: "Everything should be over, eternal banishment, Heavenly Secret Technique!"

The void is distorted, all directions are destroyed, and there is no knowledge of how many void abysses appear in the heavens and the earth, extending to different planes, this is a space-time cave.

"The ...... of the Ancient Emperor Heavenly Secret Technique!"

Someone exclaimed, it can be determined that Wang Teng has mastered a very terrifying secret technique that can banish people to unknown time and space.

To be precise, it is forcibly breaking into an inexplicable dimension, the heavens and the earth, the eternal lock, and disappearing from this heaven and earth.

Ye Fan resisted, sacrificed the bronze coffin, urged the black gourd, and disintegrated with a monstrous holy flame. However, this secret technique is too bizarre, once it moves, countless void abysses are stacked, burning one and another, infinite.

"Whew!"

With a muffled sound, the Void Abyss engulfed Ye Fan, and then another abyss came to contain it, overlapping each other, and Ye Fan was beaten into the endless void stream.

"Heavenly Secret Technique, Eternal Exile!" Beidi shouted, Huo Di opened his eyes, stood up, and landed on the golden ancient chariot.

Ahead, the endless cascading void all disappeared, permanently closed, and Ye Fan was driven into the dimensional air that no one knew about, and disappeared.

"What?"

"It's horrible!"

All the males are hairy, from head to toe, this secret technique of the ancient emperor is terrifying and almost demonic, no matter how powerful the opponent is, it can be banished.

Once you enter such a boundless dimensional sky, it is almost impossible to turn back, until the life element is exhausted and you die, and it is impossible to find a way back.

This is an invincible secret technique, created by the ancient emperor, it is an extreme path emperor technique that is weak and strong, and you can have great magical powers, once you are hit, you will be exiled forever.

"No, leaves!" Ji Ziyue exclaimed, tears sliding down and dripping onto the purple clothes.

"Leaves!" Pombo yelled.

"Ye Zi, how can this be!" Li Heishui and Wu Zhongtian also shouted, looking at the void from afar, glaring at Wang Teng, heartbroken.

"Haha......" Wang Chengkun laughed, extremely happy, the power of the Northern Emperor was unstoppable, and he was extremely happy.

Everyone else is discolored, the Northern Emperor only relies on this ancient emperor to leave this style, what master can't deal with? Even living fossils can be banished!

This kind of secret art is almost incomprehensible, it is a secret technique that the ancient emperor has developed with his life's work, which is invincible, and is famous for attacking strong with weakness!

"The Northern Emperor is worthy of its name, and if you try it with a knife, you have such a might, who can stop it today?"

"Sure enough, it is the posture of the sky, this age is already majestic in the world, which makes the older generation helpless, and it is worthy of being called the reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"

"A generation of Tianjiao, sure enough, has stepped on the bones of the Holy Body, stepping on the blood-stained road to advance, and the future will be preached!"

Many people stepped forward, and those who had a good relationship with the Wang family continued to compliment and praise one after another.

In fact, everyone else also acquiesced, such a Northern Emperor is indeed difficult to resist, and even a big man in the distance frowned, jealous.

In the infinite sky, there is eternal darkness and coldness, as if there is no end to it, Ye Fan is constantly drifting, he can't feel the passage of time, it seems that millions of years have passed, and it is like an eternal moment, he thinks hard about the way back.

Silent, cold, dark, without a trace of hope, he sat alone on the bronze coffin, forever drifting in one direction.

He seemed to be lost in an ancient universe, never found the circuit, sitting on the bronze coffin, he meditated, asked his heart, to locate the circuit.

"The road I have walked, the Tao I have experienced, the law I have felt......" he muttered to himself in his heart, constantly deducing, and gradually quieted down.

Eventually, he asked and asked, and the trail of the Tao lingered in his body, and the origin of the heart shone brightly, and at the same time, he sang in unison, playing the debut note in the eternal darkness.

He was full of crystals, and a bright light rose in his heart, looming, guiding to one side, Ye Fan broke through the dimensional space and began a long journey.

There is never an end, breaking through one empty place after another, and there is always no way back.

However, he did not give up, sat on the bronze coffin, and silently recited an ancient scripture, just a few hundred words, but it was as profound as a book from heaven, and it was impossible to speculate.

It is the scripture that originated from the bronze coffin, he has been studying it all these years, and he has never understood it thoroughly, it seems that it is not a practice method, and he cannot understand it at all, but he can meditate and concentrate.

One word after another flew out, imprinting his heart, like a trickle, very soft, nourishing his gods and replenishing his physical essence.

Knowing the heart, knowing the self, knowing the way, the light in his heart is brighter, and he falls into a wonderful state of unity of the Tao and me, guiding him forward, which is the unity of the self and the Tao, which cannot be realized on weekdays.

But at this time, he did it, I have to say that Ye Fan is very talented in cultivation, and from his ten years of tempering, he has the current strength, which can explain everything.

The lamp in my heart is always bright, and my self is the way, guiding the way home, breaking through the fog, passing through the endless void, and embarking on the way home.

"I have already said that what the Eucharist counts, how can it be compared with the Teng'er of our race. The people of the Wang family laughed.

Wang Chengkun was full of pride, he was proud of having a son, standing in front of the golden ancient car, looking at Ye Fan's old man, full of contempt.

"He can't do the Holy Communion, it's far worse than my son!"

"Boom"

As soon as his words fell, the void shattered, and a copper coffin rushed out and hit him on the back, turning half of his body into mud on the spot.

"Leaves!" the weeping Ji Ziyue exclaimed, her beautiful eyes widening.

"Leaves!" exclaimed the others.

"Boom"

At this moment, the black gourd in Ye Fanmei's heart beats, and the divine fire surges out, submerging the golden ancient chariot.

"Ah......" Wang Teng's uncle Wang Chengyun took the brunt and became a humanoid torch on the spot.

Beidi also screamed, half of his body was set on fire, and he roared violently.

The sight shook everyone!