Chapter 1672: Deity comes

　　 "Then you have to keep me!" Ye Tian sneered, and the handprints were launched continuously, and the eighteen magic hands sealed the void, one by one, the golden fonts carried terrifying power, and they suppressed Dracula.
　　
　　 These golden fonts formed a cage, trapping Dracula in it, in which an aura of destruction erupted, flooding the sky and the heavens and the earth, shocking some supreme beings far away.
　　
　　 However, Dracula rushed out directly.
　　
　　 Ye Tian continued to attack, the Emperor Fist was used to the extreme by him, and it was so powerful that it was not much worse than the Eighteen Seal Demon Hand.
　　
　　 "Hmph, not ashamed!" Dracula snorted, but did not see him dodge, and rushed directly to Ye Tian, ​​a blood-colored spear condensed in his hand, piercing the void suddenly, killing Ye Tian.
　　
　　 Ye Tian clenched the Emperor's fist in one hand, regretting this blood-colored spear, and even one hand used eighteen magic hands to continue suppressing Dracula.
　　
"Stupid!" Dracula yelled, did not dodge at all, and directly faced the golden fonts and smashed them to pieces. He laughed and said, "Ye Tian, ​​the eighteen demon hands really restrained my ancient demon clan. But your cultivation base is too weak. In the face of absolute power, eighteen magic hands are useless."
　　
　　 "Really?" Ye Tian snorted coldly, and then his whole body burst out with dazzling golden light, and a powerful breath suddenly burst out of him. At the same time, he urged eighteen magic hands, this time more powerful, golden fonts, solidified the void, even time stopped flowing, everything fell into prohibition.
　　
"The law of time and space... you can actually use the law of time and space to spur the Eighteen Sealed Demon Hands. I underestimate you, but how long can you trap me?" At this time, Dracula has been eighteen sealed by Ye Tian. The magic hand was trapped, but he didn't panic at all, but stood in the void, looking at Ye Tian coldly.
　　
　　 "Take out your magic sword, I know you have a cosmic magic weapon." Ye Tian sneered.
　　
"Joke, to deal with a junior of your supreme late stage, do I still need to take out the sub-cosmic magic weapon?" Dracula heard the words, his face was full of pride, and at the same time he urged the peak supreme combat power to condense a The blood-colored spear of the shaft, bombarded in all directions.
　　
　　 Suddenly, a series of explosions sounded in the void.
　　
　　 Ye Tian felt a little strenuous, but he was not surprised and rejoiced, because his aggressive approach was successful, and proud Dracula, after feeling that he was stronger than him, did not use the sub-cosmic magic weapon.
　　
　　 Actually, this is also normal.
　　
　　 Every supreme has its pride.
　　
Not far away, there are so many supreme beings watching this battle. Dracula has a peak supreme against a late supreme. It would be too shameful if he was forced to take out the cosmic magic weapon one after another. If you win the war, you will be laughed at. Proud Dracula will not do this kind of thing.
　　
　　Moreover, Dracula felt that this cage could not hold him for long. As he kept bombarding him, Ye Tian had begun to be unable to hold on.
　　
　　 At the same time, the light on Ye Tian's body dimmed for a while, as if it had disappeared.
　　
　　 "After all, it's just a clone!" Ye Tian sighed softly, but he wasn't worried because his body was about to come here.
　　
　　As soon as the body came, he naturally did not fear Dracula.
　　
　　 Everything just now was just that he was delaying time.
　　
"Boom!" In the cage, Dracula completely exploded the peak and supreme combat power, bursts of dazzling blood-colored brilliance bloomed, his whole body was continuously raised, forming a blood-colored giant, punching the cage with one punch. Suddenly the surrounding void shattered and time resumed its flow.
　　
　　 "Huh!" Ye Tian snorted, feeling that the energy in his body was finally exhausted, and his whole body slowly became transparent and gradually disappeared.
　　
"Hahaha, Ye Tian, ​​have you seen it? This is the power of the pinnacle supreme. You a junior will not understand it, and you have no chance to understand it. I will kill you today." Dracula rushed out. The cage was full of smiles, but when he saw Ye Tian who was about to disappear, his eyes instantly froze.
　　
　　 "Haha!" Ye Tian, ​​who was about to disappear, gave him a mocking smile.
　　
　　 Dracula's eyes widened, and he said in shock: "The clone? This is your clone? How is it possible?"
　　
　　 I have to say, he was stunned.
　　
　　 He would not believe that Ye Tian would automatically perish if he only used the Eighteen Magic Hands once. Moreover, the energy in Ye Tian's body was exhausted now, and he could no longer hide his breath. Of course, Dracula discovered the mystery, and instantly knew that this was just a clone of Ye Tian.
　　
　　 A clone is as powerful as the late supreme stage, what about the body?
　　
　　 "It turned out to be a clone!"
　　
　　 "Who is this man? He is so strong!"
　　
　　 "At least a pinnacle supreme, I haven't heard of it before."
　　
　　 Those Supremes who watched the battle in the distance were also shocked, and they couldn't believe it.
　　
　　 At the same time, a powerful breath swept from not far away.
　　
　　 Dracula's face changed, his eyes shot towards there, and he saw a familiar figure walking into the air.
　　
　　 "Dracula, it's been a long time since I saw you. Let's have a good fight with my clone!" Ye Tian smiled and walked along with a big smile.
　　
　　 At this time, there was a condensed supreme aura from below, it was Bei Mingyuan who had successfully promoted to supreme.
　　
　　 "Master!" Bei Mingyuan roared, flew up excitedly, and appeared beside Ye Tian.
　　
"Ye Tian!" On the opposite side ~EbookFREE.me~ Dracula's face was gloomy, his eyes fixed on Ye Tian, ​​and then he looked at Bei Mingyuan next to him, his face was even more ugly: "I didn't expect all of your apprentices to be promoted. Supreme, it’s not easy!"
　　
　　 "Hahaha!" Ye Tian laughed loudly when he heard this. Of course he was happy to have a supreme apprentice.
　　
　　 "So many supreme..." Bei Mingyuan stood beside Ye Tian and scanned it out with divine consciousness, and suddenly found that the supreme people who watched the battle in the distance were much better than themselves, and his heart trembled.
　　
　　Originally, after Bei Mingyuan was promoted to the Supreme, he still felt that he was invincible, but now it is better to be careful.
　　
　　 However, when he saw Ye Tian next to him, Bei Mingyuan relaxed a lot, his face showed a smile: "It turns out that my master is among the top ones among the supreme."
　　
　　 He is now very fortunate to apprentice Ye Tian, ​​otherwise he would not have achieved what he is today.
　　
　　 "Peak Supreme!" At the same time, Dracula also saw Ye Tian's true cultivation level clearly, and his pupils suddenly shrank, his face full of disbelief.