Wu Po Jiuxiao

"This fluctuation...?!"

Ye Fantian's face suddenly changed.

He is very familiar with this wave, very familiar, it is the breath of the mark of hell, and there are still marks of hell hidden here, and judging from this wave, the number is at least two marks.

At this moment, Fat Man's God Rod was wearing a divine robe and a supreme crown on his head. The supreme brilliance on his body shone brightly, as if he wanted to suppress all living things, and swayed it wherever he went.

"Om..."

It was a huge Buddha.

He never knew the real origin of this fat stick, but when he saw it, Ye Fantian's expression became a little startled.

Buddha power, endless and majestic Buddha power.

Above the void, the giant Buddha seemed to be boundless and boundless, and the overwhelming and terrifying aura rolled down, even making Ye Fantian feel a lot of threat. In front of him, the fat stick seemed to be growing continuously. It even gradually began to be as huge as the sky and the earth.

"This guy... has something to do with the Buddhist sect!"

Ye Fantian said in a low voice.

"Well... There is a great cause and effect between this person and the Buddhist sect, but he is not a disciple of the Buddhist sect." The Taikoo eighteen blood-eyed dragon said slowly, which showed that he had known Fatty God for a long time. The identity of the stick.

"Yan Ya!"

The voice of original sin slowly came out.

He looked at the fat man with a blank face, but in fact, there was a look of horror in his eyes. He obviously didn't guess the identity of the fat man.

At this time, the original sin was full of sword energy, and it was an indescribable world of swords. Those swords were all real, and each had a different charm, but these breaths merged together to form seven different swords. breath.

Pride, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and inner desires and desires!

Even if it is as powerful as Ye Fantian, after seeing the sword intent condensed on the opponent's body, he can't help but fluctuate. If such a terrifying sword intent is blessed and swung, it will definitely It can make people unable to resist, and the powerful touch in the heart may also instantly turn the whole person's heart upside down.

This should be the origin of the other party's name, the original sin, the many sins in the living body.

But the real strength of the original sin is only seven epochs at this time, and it is still far behind the fat stick in front of him.

The lingering aura around the fat man's magic stick aroused the inhuman fluctuations in Ye Fantian's body, and he began to vent violently.

There is a confrontation between the two at this time.

"The cultivation level of a martial arts saint... This fat stick is actually the cultivation level of a martial arts saint!"

Ye Fantian became more and more astonished.

"I didn't expect you to remember my name..."

The fat man said slowly in his mouth, his playful smile seems to have completely disappeared at this time.

Yan Ya!

It turned out to be this person's name.

An extremely evil name.

"boom"

The aura on his body was constantly surging, and the cultivation base of the fat man's magic stick was constantly driving the changes in the vitality of the surrounding world, as if he was about to rush to the ninth heaven.

"suppress!"

Ye Fantian roared in a low voice.

At this time, if he really rushed to the Nine Heavens, even the strong in the Nine Heavens Realm would know about it. Even Ye Fantian didn't know what the identity of the so-called Yan Ya was, but once the strong in the Buddha Realm felt his Existence, I am afraid that it will not take a moment to attract countless strong people, even martial arts saint-level strong people in the Buddhist realm will also appear.

"Boom..." The fat man gave Ye Fantian a strange look. At this time, countless phantoms of big Buddhas appeared in front of him. He was driving a huge black lotus, and around him, those big Buddhas The phantoms all worshiped together.

No, it's not just worship, it's directly bowing down, kowtowing, and bowing down!

It's hard to imagine what this guy is going to do.

However, the aura on the fat man's stick quickly shrank back.

"Huh... originally planned to break through the Nine Heavens Realm in one fell swoop, let's forget it!"

With a helpless wry smile in his mouth.

"You don't seem to be a disciple of the Buddhist sect. It can be seen from the Buddha lingering around you. It's hard to imagine what your true identity is."

"Evil thoughts!"

The fat man said lightly.

"I am the evil thoughts of the Buddha, which are produced after the fusion of the evil thoughts of all the Buddhas. Strictly speaking, I am nothingness, but in the end I have consciousness. Not only have I not been eliminated, but it has grown stronger and stronger. Therefore, the Buddha world Those people are all afraid of me, and tried so hard to suppress me, but I didn't expect that my uncle is talented and intelligent, and the heaven and earth protect him, and now he is back again..."

The guy's hippie smile came back again.

However, this also made Ye Fantian secretly relieved. If he really became an enemy of this guy, it would be quite difficult with his current strength.

At most, both sides will suffer, and they may even be suppressed by this guy.

So, not fighting this guy is a great thing for Ye Fantian.

"Finally recovered. Although it is not [-]% of the strength of the heyday, but it is enough. It is continuous. This is strength!"

Even Original Sin, who had always been extremely calm, looked a little excited at this moment.

"There... seems to be the breath of hell!"

The fat man said with a salivating gesture on his face, his eyes were shining brightly, no matter how wretched he looked.

But for this guy, Ye Fantian said helplessly:

"Can you stop pretending... how tiring you are." "I guess it's because I'm too unnoticed, so I use this wretched way to attract others' attention!"

"very pitiful……"

"sad……"

A group of guys including that Kong Xuan couldn't help but shook their heads and said.

Immediately ignoring him completely, he walked slowly past this guy.

Only left behind the look of astonishment on the face of the fat man:

"Poor? Sad? Your uncle..."

A shrill roar came out, but no one paid any attention to him, because Ye Fantian was watching everything in front of him with his eyes wide open.

Four ancient imprints were constantly spinning in front of him.

The glass-like dark aura was circulating, gathering crazily.

This is the mark of hell, the supreme mark of hell!

A total of four!

Ye Fantian's blood spurted, and the excitement that could not be concealed was vividly expressed on his face.

He himself has twelve marks of hell, adding these four will make sixteen, and there are still two left. Hell will be completely integrated. At that time, there is no need to find those old parts of hell. The mark of the prison emperor can be easily summoned.

This is the power of hell, it is simply an immortal existence.

"Whoa..."

With a slight movement of the palm, a burst of vast power began to burst out from the inside of the body.

"Roar……"

Holding the four marks of hell in his hand, Ye Fantian roared to the sky, and the sound shattered countless galaxies. In the entire Xuantian Continent, above the void, countless mysterious runes began to form, that is hell The oldest text.

"Hell...is about to open, the heavens are full of gods and Buddhas! Wait!"