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Chapter 1221 The Battle of Life and Death

"Ghost Ancestor!" The Ling Ancestor and a group of people beside Lei Ancestor all cried out.He grew into a ghost ancestor in an instant, but the power that erupted unexpectedly blocked the demon emperor's blow.

Everyone was surprised: "What is going on?"

The Demon King looked at the completely different Zhang Fan in front of him, his face was calm, but his heart had already set off turbulent waves.His eyes stared coldly at Zhang Fan.

"Boy, don't seek death, you only have one life."

His tone remained condescending.

The implication is obvious, I am the new saint whose destiny belongs to me, if you dare to fight against the new saint, isn't this courting death?Look at those people in the back, even Lei Zu's fiery temper is not obediently standing behind, waiting for me, the new saint, to ascend the throne?
"Step aside!"

His voice was cold, almost commanding.

"You want to be a saint?" Zhang Fan smiled lightly, "I'm afraid you won't have such a life."

"Looking for death!" The Demon Emperor's eyes turned cold, and his long thoughts on the battlefield of the Demon Realm made him more decisive, and all problems that could be solved by killing people were not problems for him.

Lifting and releasing the palm, the chaotic light that seemed black and not black, and white and not white was full of chaotic light, like the divine light that had just opened up in the world, possessing the power to destroy everything, and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Fan.

With this blow, even Zu could not miss it.

On the Demon Realm battlefield, similar to Zu's opponents, he fought countless times, and many were killed by him. This made him extremely powerful, and at the same time, he had the experience of crushing the same realm.

At the level of the ancestors and the little saints, basically they no longer fight each other. Occasional collisions are major events in the world, enough to be passed on as good stories, and the creatures in the world are talking about them.

Therefore, they lack experience in fighting against the same level, let alone the new ghost ancestor Zhang Fan, but he underestimated Zhang Fan.

In ancient times, ghost cultivating has become a big trend, and Zhang Fan is the third saint, and the heaven and the earth resound with carols.

"drink!"

Zhang Fan shouted angrily, his eyes swept coldly, that domineering aura, how is it compared to the Demon Emperor, you are the Demon Emperor, and I am the ancestor of ghosts, who is afraid of whom?It is also a hand up and down.

A ghostly aura rushed out.

The two forces collided immediately. At this moment, everyone's hearts were tense. If it was before, there would be absolutely no suspense. The power of the demon god would absolutely suppress the ghost's ghost power. Moved up to third place.

The outcome is unpredictable!

After the loud noise, the force erupted from this collision was hundreds of times stronger than just now, and even the roots of chaos were blown away by the erupted airflow.

Shake Chaos!

Even the Demon Emperor and Ghost Ancestor in the sky were shocked by the exploding energy at the same time and moved thousands of miles away like a ray of light. They forcibly settled in the void with their strong bodies, bringing flames all over the sky.

"Ok?"

The demon emperor's expression became extremely dignified, his thick brown hair flew up, and let out the terrifying light of the demon god, releasing terrifying energy.

At this moment, all the strength in his whole body was condensed into one point, as if turning into a point, with the point of his sharp finger, the light point came floating and shining.

This point of light gathers all the comprehensions of the demon gods in it, and reaches directly to the heavenly spirit, as if opening the gate of heaven, and from then on, it can break away from all shackles, and even destroy all shackles.

"Whoosh!"

The light spot suddenly accelerated, and the light surged at the same time, and the momentum reached its peak in an instant.

"open!"

The demon emperor's long hair was like raging waves, and his energy and spirit reached an unprecedented peak. The light burst out into the world, revealing everything inside, and then it was the shadow of the demon emperor.

He has completely integrated the supernatural powers and spells with himself, and the rays of light burst inch by inch, covering Zhang Fan in it.

"Destroy!"

All the power suddenly passed through Zhang Fan. Suddenly, almost everything in Zhang Fan's body was penetrated by the power. The head, shoulders, body, and legs all disappeared instantly, leaving only a phantom.

"what!"

The light of the soul trace on his chest suddenly flashed, and Zhang Fan's consciousness that had almost disappeared reappeared, and his body suddenly condensed, and the body of the ghost ancestor that had almost collapsed condensed at once.

"Come again!"

The demon emperor's fighting spirit was like a raging sea, Zhang Fan actually blocked his sure-kill method, and as he breathed, the surging power of the demon gods of heaven and earth was absorbed by him, and he saw the pitch-black world below, Countless soft lights gathered like energy particles.

He collected the strength of his descendants.

Although the Demon Emperor is powerful, he is not the Demon Ancestor, and there are many races in the lineage of the Demon God. There are too many people flying in the sky, running on the ground, and swimming in the water. It is not as unified as Jiuyou. He has long thought that he is not in ancient times, and his lineage has limited growth.

But the background of the Demon Emperor, how terrifying that is, let alone other things, Zhao taught more than a dozen half-step little saints who were tricked by Zhang Fan, most of them were his descendants.

At this moment, not to mention the turmoil of the demon gods that caused the entire world, it was at least one out of a hundred.

"Ghost Ancestor, I didn't expect you to be able to block this Emperor's blow!"

Finger again.

"What about this time?"

Bang, this time it was even smaller than the previous light spot, and it flashed out again. When it slid through the void, the void was actually cut, and even the ancient world couldn't bear it. The stream poured down, and the sky fell apart.

"Edict!"

In the third eye of Zhang Fan's forehead, a divine light flashed, and a word of imperial order appeared, all the power of ghost cultivators in the ancient Jiuyou land was sucked away by him.

What kind of race had the largest number in ancient times? It might be a certain Zerg or something else, but the only ones who could make it to the holy list were ghosts.Because of the huge number, Buddhist sects will come again and again to poach corners.The amount was so huge that the power could not be calculated, it suddenly poured into Zhang Fan's third eye, and when his eyes closed, all of them fell into his eyes and were used by him.

"boom!"

It is impossible to imagine how terrifying this collision was.

In the eyes of everyone, they only understood Baimang, as if the whole world had been destroyed, and everything returned to nothingness.

"It's such a terrifying power, I'm afraid it can compete with the blow of the saint."

The spirit master muttered to himself.

Lei Zu and the others looked solemnly, terrified in their hearts.

"This kid..." The little sage of the Confucian Academy looked at Zhang Fan with changing gazes. He was so monstrous. Ever since I saw him at Simon Mountain, he was a little ghost cultivator who hadn't even reached Dzogchen, and even appeared. In ancient times, he didn't take him seriously, even if he was the third Dingsheng, he didn't take him seriously. Everything under the saint is an ant. At this moment, Zhang Fan's strength is even above him. How can this be wrong to him? A huge shock to the mind.

A person he never looked at seriously, suddenly grew to surpass him, this feeling was really uncomfortable, and at the same time made him feel chills in his heart.

Zhang Fan's gaze was as solid as it was, with an immobile will. With a whoosh, there was a sword intent in his eyes. In an instant, countless talisman lights flashed, and the sword light also forcibly cut the void.

"Oh my God!"

Zhang Fan was able to fight the Demon Emperor head-on, and they were already frightened. Fortunately, when the opponent hit with all his strength, you just gave him a look.

"Whoosh!"

The sword intent penetrates everything, as if there is another time and space, crosses with the inclined space, and directly rushes into the light spot, ignoring all the power inside.

"boom!"

"What?" The Demon Emperor was taken aback. In his eyes, the sword intent shot was clearly Zhang Fan, and the whole person flashed out, holding the heavy sword in his hand, and slashing down in the air.

"How many swords can you take from me?"

"Hundred Ghosts Sacrificial Sword."

"Ghost clan asks sword."

"All ghosts worship the sword."

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sword shadows all over the sky completely enveloped the Demon Emperor. The sword shadows are all sword shadows. There is nothing else in the whole world. to the mind.

"what!!"

The Demon Emperor yelled, he couldn't believe it, Zhang Fan rushed past his attack, and launched such a fatal blow to him, not only that, his body suffered the sword wound that was estimated to be as high as hundreds of millions in an instant .

"You can't win me, you can't win..."

The Demon Emperor roared loudly, the sound waves shook the sky, and even the turbulent flow of space was swept straight to the sky and the earth by his blowing.

"Demon Emperor, you are finished... Your dream of becoming a saint is broken, let's fall."

(End of this chapter)