The strongest ruler of the heavens

Chapter 300
The bronze Buddha statue seemed to have life, with the supreme power to suppress the [-]th hell, Ye Fan immediately turned upside down, and Pangbo and Zhou Yi hid under the five-color altar, holding the bottom with both hands and turned up from another direction.

The quasi-emperor forbidden weapon!

Once it really shows its power, no one can beat it, even if it is suppressed by Huang's power here, it is almost invincible.

Suddenly, Li Xiaoman staggered, and the bronze statue in his hand almost fell to the ground. The Buddha's light was fading, and there was a crack on it, which was about to self-destruct.

Ye Fan stopped Pang Bo and Zhou Yi, who were about to go forward, jumped up and seized this rare opportunity, and rushed over, his energy and spirit were united, as if he had fallen into the realm of enlightenment, evolved into a golden fist, and the whole world It roared like a tsunami.

puff.

Li Xiaoman coughed up blood, his bones were broken in many places, and he flew upside down, almost falling off the five-color altar.

In the end, she stopped and exhaled a mouthful of innate energy, which was the essence of the ancestral crocodile god's fetus, which prevented the bronze statue from being destroyed and allowed it to be preserved.

With the sound of harmony from the Great Dao, golden arhats, bodhisattvas shrouded in divine light, and ancient Buddhas surrounded Li Xiaoman one after another, all of which shone from the bronze statue.

She will make the final blow, and this time Sakyamuni's forbidden weapon will obviously also go to the end of life, and it is impossible to live forever in the world.

Even if the Zhundi forbidden weapon is broken into scum, it is still a divine weapon, not to mention that it has not been destroyed. The crocodile ancestor sacrificed it and did not hesitate to destroy it. One can imagine the power!

Ye Fan had no bottom in his heart, but he was fearless, and he swung his golden fists, preparing to avoid the sharp edge of the bronze statue, looking for an opportunity to kill and move forward.

boom!
The Emperor Zhun's forbidden weapon was powerful, sweeping the world, and it was shattering, burning up, and the terror was at its extreme. Three thousand golden-bodied arhats, bodhisattvas, ancient Buddhas, etc. chanted sutras together and came forward to suppress them.

This kind of power is almost unstoppable!
Boom!

Suddenly, a strange thing happened, Li Xiaoman's hand trembled suddenly, the bronze statue fell into the ancient abyss, and the monstrous power disappeared.

"What happened?" Everyone was puzzled.

Ye Fan couldn't hold back his fist, and tried to turn around. He missed her chest and abdomen, but smashed her right arm into a cloud of blood, splashing blood all over his body.

"Li Xiaoman!" He was puzzled.

"It's really good to be a mortal, but it's a pity that time can't be reversed, and we can never go back to the past." Li Xiaoman stood there with mist in his eyes, and stood there in a daze.

"Li Xiaoman, what's wrong with you, is it the real you now?" Ye Fan asked.

"Guess what?"

Li Xiaoman smiled, with two lines of crystal clear tears hanging on his face, the blood from the severed arm kept dripping, it couldn't be stopped at all.

"Sometimes it's you, sometimes it's the crocodile ancestor."

Ye Fan stared at her blankly.

"Do whatever you want."

Li Xiaoman was also laughing and crying, there was a golden light in his eyes, and the murderous intent appeared and faded for a while.

boom.

The terrifying murderous intent appeared, Li Xiaoman's body was glowing with golden light, Ye Fan raised his fist, ready to fight, but at this moment, Li Xiaoman made an unexpected move, she jumped into the ancient abyss.

Looking back at the end, Ye Fan's figure was reflected in her eyes, with a bright smile and a touch of sadness, tears fell, she bloomed like fireworks, leaving behind an eternal light, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Ye Fan felt a pain in his heart, couldn't help shouting, and rushed to the edge of the five-color altar, but only saw the black silk turning into white hair, aging and falling off, but the man had already fallen into the depths of darkness.

He stood there blankly, what was good, what was evil, what was truth, what kind of lies, he was as if petrified, motionless, Zhou Yi and Pang Bo also looked at each other silently.

Ye Fan didn't feel the joy of beheading the enemy, but only a kind of unspeakable emptiness and sadness. He sat powerlessly on the edge of the five-color altar, staring blankly.

It's hard to imagine how miserable it is for Li Xiaoman and the crocodile ancestor to coexist, and how they spent these years.

Ye Fan suddenly felt tired like never before, and wanted to fall asleep, and even jumped into the abyss, but now there is only inexplicable sadness.

chaos!
His mind is in chaos, what is right and what is wrong, even the people around him will undergo such shocking changes, what else can't be changed?
Exhausted, unprecedentedly weak and mournful, sitting on the edge of the five-color altar, looking down at the dark abyss, his heart was numb.

This made him more exhausted than he had gone through thousands of life-and-death battles. He wanted to roar, cry, and overthrow the world, but he was powerless, and he didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

Sitting alone quietly, under the dark abyss, the power of Huang invaded, his temples were gray, but he didn't want to move, and there was no look in his eyes.

Pang Bo and Zhou Yi stood aside and did not speak. In the current situation, it is best for Ye Fan to come out by himself. The memory of Li Xiaoman in his heart back then is too deep, and it cannot be deepened. This happens.

Heihuang, Duan De and the others didn't know what to say, but they just hoped that Ye Fan would figure it out and cheer up. It's useless to say anything at this time, and no one can help.

In ancient times, many races with wings were still moving and landed on the five-color altar, but none of them dared to disturb the three demon-like figures in front of them. For fear of causing disaster, they all quickly flapped their wings and flew to the other side.

Ye Fan's hair was changing between black and white, a little decadent, sitting there, feeling powerless, listening to the sound of wings, looking at the abyss, he thought he couldn't sit still for a long time.

what.
Some ancient tribes boarded the other side, came to the holy mountain, competed for the nine wonderful medicines, and collected the divine spring. A fierce battle took place. Many people were aging and dying in battle, screaming one after another.

Ye Fan didn't care about this, he was dazed, and sat blankly. It seemed that nothing in the outside world could stir his heart, and even Pang Bo and Zhou Yi beside him couldn't attract his attention.

boom.

On the five-color altar, a man with water-blue long hair appeared, like a sacred mountain lying there, his eyes were like two magic lamps, and he could gain insight into the souls of others.

His physique is strong and slender, masculine and powerful, his fleshy shell overflows with immortal brilliance, and his head is tall and horny, as if he is detached from all living beings, possessing the appearance of an emperor, just like an immortal ancient god.

The Huoqizi came, and the blood of the ancient emperor in his body roared like a tsunami, deafeningly loud. It was an incomparably powerful potential, like a great emperor dormant in his body, ready to be resurrected at any time!

On the side of Zhongzhou, many people were surprised for a while. After Ye Fan and the others, this was another person who dared to step on the five-color altar without having wings, and he was calm and composed.

hum.

The void roared, Huoqizi jumped high, like a blue fairy fire, illuminating the world, he seemed to be able to fly, cross the sky, landed on the opposite bank, and stood on the holy mountain.

"He jumped up and crossed directly. Such a powerful physical body, which is as terrifying as the trio of human saints!"

"Worthy of being the father and son of the ancient emperor, the pure physical strength is so powerful, surpassing the limit of physique, and leaping over the ancient abyss!"

Everyone was dumbfounded, thinking it was unbelievable, Ye Fan and the three had extraordinary backgrounds, but now there is a Huoqizi who leaps across the sky with his body, how powerful is this?
(End of this chapter)