The heavens started from Dafeng to beat people up

The divine light danced across the sky.

Although Wang Teng's voice was not loud, it sounded in everyone's hearts, with a majesty that could not be ignored.

This time, he calmly thought about it, broke through the barrier, and traveled thousands of miles from Beiyuan to the Eastern Wasteland, in order to obtain the Emperor's exclusive divine object, the source of the mother energy of all things.

As for Ye Fan, everyone said that the holy body was extraordinary, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

You're young, you don't have a small tone!
On the top of the sea of ​​clouds, Ye Fan stared at Wang Teng, filled with apprehension, and thought to himself: "Wang Teng? Is that the No. 1 young generation of Beiyuan, Wang Teng who is known as the reincarnation of the ancient emperor and the Northern Emperor? Sure enough, he deserves his reputation! "

There were rumors that when he was less than two years old, he was picked up by a crane and submerged into the clouds. He would often disappear for a month or two, and each time he would be completely transformed.

At the age of five, he danced with the dragon in the deep pool. At the age of seven, he entered the ancient god lake in the northern region alone to get a golden ancient chariot. Phoenix Cave, get the blood of the Immortal Divine Phoenix
All of this is like a dream, but it really happened to Wang Teng, and the legend of his experience is no less than that of the ancient emperor.

"Be careful, the opponent is Wang Teng of Beiyuan, the blow just now is comparable to the Supreme Elder of the Holy Land!"

The big black dog yelled loudly, and even he, who always had his eyes above his head, looked sideways at this moment, and he was very afraid of Wang Teng in his words.

This is Emperor Lu Tianjiao who appeared in Beidou in the end of the Dharma Era. He is definitely a man of great luck, and his reputation spreads far and wide. As long as he does not perish, he will definitely be the protagonist of an era in the history of the human race.

Everyone thinks that he can become an ancient saint at worst, and even have the appearance of a great emperor!
Ye Fan took a step forward, held the purple jade gourd in his hand, and asked knowingly, "Are you from the royal family of Beiyuan?"

In front, Wang Teng is majestic, majestic, heaven and man are united, breathing in and out, divine light floods the world, shrouded in infinite brilliance, like a young emperor walking from ancient times.

He didn't pay attention to Ye Fan, his eyes were deep, stars were disillusioned, his expression was indifferent, without any expression, everything outside seemed so insignificant to him, it was difficult to shake his heart.

He continued to say indifferently: "For the sake of the Peacock King, hand over the Black and Yellow Origin Root. You are not worthy of such a divine thing!"

If it weren't for the powerful Peacock King of the demon clan who was about to break through the Heavenly Pass, he would never have given Ye Fan this chance.

"So it's because of the Peacock King?"

Ye Fan nodded slightly, his eyes were clear, and he was facing Wang Teng, who was in the seventh small realm of the First Heaven of Xiantai for the first time, but he was not afraid at all. There was a unique temperament in his words.

"You are not afraid to see my true form, how brave you are!"

Seeing Ye Fan's expression remained the same from beginning to end, Wang Teng nodded slightly, and began to appreciate Ye Fan, but he still didn't answer his question.

Suddenly, a Taoist priest in black clothes flew out of the Wang family chariot. He was a majestic man with a knife-like gaze, cutting off Ye Fan's retreat.

This is a great second immortal, and there are five people beside him, all of whom are half-step immortals. It can be said that their strength is extremely powerful. Theoretically, one blow is enough to kill Ye Fan countless times, even if he is unparalleled of the Eucharist.

Wang Chengfeng said in a deep voice: "Teng'er, why talk to him too much, the fetish is right in front of you, this kid wants to delay."

As soon as the words fell, he sacrificed a beam of purple light lingering in chaos.

This is a purple electric hammer that has stepped into the holy steps. As soon as it appears, it bursts out with breathtaking holy power, like thousands of sacred mountains pressing down, suppressing nine heavens and ten places, unstoppable.

Under the oppression of Shengwei, Ye Fan burst out with divine power. In an instant, golden blood energy soared to the sky, and a brilliant golden Tian Ge flew out. This is also a holy weapon.

Unlike the Zidian Hammer, which was full of cracks, the Jin Ge was relatively well preserved, only a sword mark appeared on Ge's body, almost cutting it off.

This is Ye Fan's trophy, obtained from the Holy Son Wanchu. He doesn't care too much about a broken holy weapon because he is rich. It's just right to use it for the battle this time, and he doesn't feel bad at all.

"This is...the legendary holy weapon?!"

Wang Chengfeng's eyes were fixed, and the murder in his heart became more intense.

As long as the holy body is killed, the Wang family can get the root of the mother of all things and a holy weapon. Even if the peacock king really becomes the king of Dao Slayer, and he comes to inquire about the crime, his life will be worth his life.

This was the plan he had made when he left Beiyuan!
"This time we must obtain the Xuanhuang Origin Root for Teng'er. Our Wang family will have a great emperor in the future. This is destined by God!"

With such thoughts in mind, Wang Chengfeng's eyes flashed brightly, and the vast magic power of the Second Heaven of Sendai poured out, urging the purple electric hammer with all his strength, and struck out a blow of the holy way, wanting to complete his achievements in one battle.

The tall man on the golden chariot moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but he remained silent in the end, but the disillusionment of the stars in his eyes accelerated a lot.

Ye Fan has been appreciated by the Peacock King, so it is not difficult to kill him, but when the Peacock King steps into the third heaven of Xiantai, he is likely to hold the world accountable.

Now that the sage doesn't come out, the Dao-slashing king is enough to overwhelm the world, and the Wang family has to bow their heads at what his sword is pointing at.

It is precisely for this reason that all major forces dare not kill Ye Fan, only those holy places in the Northern Territory are unknown, so they try their best to kill Ye Fan.

But in fact, these things have changed. The current situation is that the big forces in the entire Eastern Wilderness dare not target Ye Fan in the open.

On the contrary, the Wang family in Beiyuan was a little slow to react for some reason, thinking that there was still only a Peacock King protecting Ye Fan behind him, but they didn't know that they were running desperately on the road to death.

"How brave, you are really not afraid of attracting the God King of the Jiang family!"

The two elders of the Ji family who were hiding in the distance looked at Wang Chengfeng who attacked with admiration, without any intention of reminding him.

What's more, they really don't know what the current state of the Jiang family's god king is, and the Beiyuan Wang family's careful consideration this time may well be a suitable touchstone.
Dazzling thunder burst out, shattering the sea of ​​clouds and turning into thousands of lightning rays, each of which was enough to kill the monk who transformed the dragon. Thousands of gods and thunder danced together, and even the Holy Master did not dare to pick it up.

Under the thunderstorm, Ye Fan's eyes were slightly cold, his right arm trembled, and pieces of light rain flew out, flying like pure white feathers, and a gorgeous purple light bloomed among them.

He sacrificed the purple jade gourd, recited the formula, and untied the restraint of the forbidden weapon.

With the sound of wind and thunder, the purple gourd trembled violently, and the veins and veins of the gods on his body seemed to be revived, bursting out with amazing light.

"Boom!"

With the sound of the jade cracking, a divine pattern on the body of the gourd disappeared, and two deep cracks appeared on the purple jade divine gourd, which was astonishing.

The chaotic energy in the gourd converged into a ray of sword light, which flew out from the Yin-Yang Dao seal, drawing a pathetic brilliance, which shattered the thunderstorm in an instant, and the power of the sword light remained undiminished, and it slashed at Wang Chengfeng, who was in charge of the holy weapon.

"puff!"

The Excalibur cut off Wang Chengfeng's head and killed his soul in one fell swoop. It rushed past and disappeared into the sky. It was too fast, and there was no time to react.

"what!"

Ye Fan was surprised. Seeing a flash of light in the distance, Wang Chengfeng was painfully reorganizing, and his body would appear again. There was a talisman between his eyebrows, flowing with splendor.

In the distance, the elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land also focused their eyes on the talisman, only to see that it was less than an inch long, and it was cast like real gold.

The nine-turn talisman was made by the only chaotic ancient emperor in Beiyuan. It can be used as a substitute for one's own death.

Wang Chengfeng recovered quickly, and smiled sadly at Ye Fan: "Holy Body, I want to see how many times your forbidden weapon can be used!"

Then Wang Chengfeng called back the purple electric hammer that fell into the mountain, and hit the holy way again.

Seeing that the other party was so brave and not afraid of death, Ye Fan's heart sank. He did not recognize the nine-turn magic talisman, but looking at Wang Chengfeng's state, he could guess the effect of the talisman.

In addition, this time, the Purple Jade God Gourd has been used twice. Although the forbidden weapon is extremely powerful, it is difficult to last. The opponent has the death talisman, so the effect of the forbidden weapon can be said to be greatly reduced.

Fighting and fighting, unable to escape, Ye Fan has never encountered such a situation before, this time it is considered a desperate situation.

The big black dog on the side is trying to create a new void pattern, but it can't be formed immediately. At this moment, it also feels the crisis, and its face turns blue.

The big black dog groaned while grasping the formation pattern: "Damn it, Ye Xiaozi, if he is in Zishan, even if he takes out the extreme emperor soldiers, he can't do anything to us!"

"Don't be distracted, I'll stop them for a moment, and I also want to try to see if I can kill this bullshit reincarnation of the ancient emperor!"

Ye Fan was fearless, with a golden dagger on his head and a purple jade gourd in his hand, he flew towards the king.

Since he had the intention of killing him, he would not show mercy. This time he wanted to directly kill the young master of the Wang family.

Seeing Ye Fan flying towards him with the Saint's Forbidden Weapon, Wang Teng escaped and disappeared into the void, leaving behind an incarnation of his spiritual thoughts.

Then the golden chariot roared, crushing a trace of void at high altitude, and crashed towards Ye Fan. Wang Teng's spiritual thought transformed into a dragon seal, suppressing it like the emperor of heaven subduing a demon.

"boom!"

The exuberant energy was raging, and the terrifying fluctuations swept across, as if a star field fell down, Wang Teng shot ninety-nine 81 real dragons at once.

The roar of the dragon moved the fields, shaking the mountains and the earth, resounding throughout the universe and deafening. Each of the 81 heavenly dragons was like a majestic sacred mountain, powerful and terrifying, and its divine power was so powerful that it could definitely kill the two immortals.

Ye Fan made a magic seal with both hands, and performed the divine magic of Yuantian, turning one hundred thousand catties into the essence of heaven and earth, and pouring it into the holy soldiers.

"boom!"

A sound of gold and stone colliding came out, and the holy soldier flew up and down, flying towards the real dragon. With the wave of Zhan Ge, there was a tendency to overturn the world, and the golden Changhong directly slashed down towards the 81 heavenly dragons.

There were gusts of wind and thunder, and the sound was endless. Zhan Ge killed all the real dragon phantoms in one fell swoop, smashed a team of Wang's chariots into a bloody mist, and left corpses and bones all over the sky, making Wang Chengfeng's eyes tear.

Ye Fan's hair was disheveled, and he shouted: "If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!"

The war sword struck the golden chariot and could no longer move forward. This ancient chariot was a sealed holy weapon passed down from generation to generation. Although it could not exert its peerless holy power, its essence was immortal.

Wang Teng walked out from the crack in the void, and the golden chariot flew back and carried it on top. He stood still like an ancient god and demon, and his whole body was covered with golden brilliance.

Even though his clan members were dead, Wang Teng still had a calm expression on his face, without saying a word, surrounded by real dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and basaltic warriors, all radiant and shining, guarding the central heavenly emperor.

"boom!"

The cloud dissipated, and a figure flew out as fast as lightning. Wang Chengfeng shot out the incarnation of spiritual thoughts, and activated the purple electric hammer again in the sky, trying to force Ye Fan to use the purple jade gourd again.

"Buzz!"

Ye Fan let out a furious roar, using Yuantian Divine Art to mobilize the Holy Soldiers, and killed the opponent's incarnation, then stepped on Tianxuan footwork, like a thunderbolt, flew to Wang Chengfeng's body, mobilized the Purple Jade God Gourd again, and shot out A blow to the saint.

Wang Jiada was terrified, he didn't expect Ye Fan's super speed, the sword light flashed past, no matter how Wang Chengfeng evaded, even if he fell into the void, he couldn't avoid it.

The sword light was like a gangrene attached to the bone, followed by a scream, the chaotic sword light directly killed Wang Chengfeng's body and soul, and chopped him into a pile of blood.

In the field of sword light, Ye Fan took the purple electric hammer that fell into the sky into his hand, and then suppressed it in Jin Ge.

On his head was a Holy Dao sword, his golden blood was all over the sky, his black hair was loose, and he was like a demon head, killing the Wang family's men and horses.

The other party counted everything, except Yuantian Divine Art.

The big black dog followed Ye Fan step by step, and continued to draw the Dao pattern. The big black dog yelled: "This time, the blood kills the ancient family, and the emperor of Japan comes to Beiyuan in person. He will definitely destroy the royal family!"

"I want to see how many origin stones you have!"

Wang Chengfeng was reborn again, looking at Ye Fan with gritted teeth, and took over an incomplete holy tower from his tribe. This time he learned the lesson from the last time, like a Taoist master, dragging Ye Fan from a distance. , using the power of spiritual thoughts to activate the holy tower.

The Huanggu family has a profound heritage, and Wang Teng has received the inheritance of the Great Emperor Chaos Gu. His status in the royal family is extremely high, and if necessary, he can use all the heritage.

This time Ye Fan was at the end of his skills, and was deliberately marked by the opponent, so he couldn't get close at all, so he was forced to use the forbidden weapon again.

The chaotic sword energy was raging, Wang Chengfeng let out a scream, his soul was chopped off, and his body turned into a blood mist.And the purple jade gourd in Ye Fan's hand was also full of cracks and was about to shatter.

After three breaths, a magical talisman shone with light. Wang Chengfeng was resurrected for the third time. He was killed many times by the sword light of the holy way. His face was pale, his true spirit was dim, and his combat power dropped. It seemed that his resurrection was not without cost. .

But when he saw the purple jade gourd that was about to be broken, he grinned grinningly and said, "Discarded body, this old man will suppress your soul in the cold pool for 1000 years!"

He fit into the void again, submerged into the sky, and activated the copper holy tower with divine power, trying to break Ye Fan's saint forbidden weapon.

At this time, the big black dog finally carved the space formation pattern. Ye Fan took back the purple jade divine gourd, stepped on the Xuanyu platform, broke through the void and crossed over.

Just when the two were about to leave, Wang Teng, who was hidden in the void, suddenly moved.

"Keng!"

The runes in his eyes turned, and his eyes radiated golden light. He stretched out his hand and slowly pulled out a golden holy sword behind him. Every inch that appeared, the holy sword shot out tens of thousands of holy lights, dazzling. (end of this chapter)