Chapter 1100: Life Forbidden War

"What, this is a forbidden place?" In the rear, all three of Houtan's disciples screamed, their faces lost their blood, and their faces were white.
Four fields, rich vegetation, old medicines all over the place, but it is quiet, there are no insects, no birds, no roar of animals, just like a dead place.
The ancient wood went straight into the sky dome, and the branches stretched madly. Through the whirling tree shadows, nine holy mountains could be seen, not far from here.
"No!" One of Hortan's disciples screamed in horror. He knew that this time was mostly over and there was no way out.
What kind of place is this? There is no entry!
During the Taikoo period, there was no such forbidden land, which was formed during the period of the Famine, and the ancient people knew its danger as soon as it recovered.
There have been a lot of Gu Fang masters come here to play Jiu Miu immortal idea, and the results all ended in hatred. Even the saints failed, barely escaping, but lost the amazing Shou Yuan.
Now, Ye Fan actually entered the place with the help of the ancient emperor's checkerboard pattern. Isn't it dead? Burn them with jade.
"Master, let's go!" Now is not the time to die, the three disciples can't wait to grow their wings, and fled in an instant.
In this place, all of their mana was lost, except for their physical strength, which was no different from mortals. Their faces were pale and ugly.
Hortan looked gloomy, turned around and left without saying a word. He didn't want to consume it in this place because he was taking his life every moment.
"Today, you have to go in and out, don't even want to go one!"
Ye Fan's speed is so fast and strong, without relying on Dao Xing, he also has amazing combat power and turned into a pale golden light and shadow to block the way.
"Xi!"
A reel spur came, and the void twisted the power of the pure flesh. The dark gold long reel rifle ripped open the heavens and earth, and emitted a black light.
Hortan changed color. In this place, his strength was greatly restricted, and he lost the magic power of the saint's arrogance, and it was difficult to run his own way.
"boom!"
He urged hard, barely shining a ray of light, wrapped his fist, and sent out a trace of divine power to block the long rifle forward.
After two blows, the divine light splashed and clanged, and the palm finger was comparable to the silver essence, and the power of the sky was contained in the crystal.
"Qiang"
Houtan's palm was crystal clear, avoiding the sharp tip of the reel gun, and struck on the pole of the reel gun, and then gliding like a fish, down the long black rod, chopping to Ye Fan's finger, trying to capture his soldiers.
Ye Fan held the revolver gun on his left side, blocked with his right fist, and pointed his finger at the golden luster. He evaded Hortan, and then grasped the long revolver with both hands, used it as a stick, and struck out.
With a sharp cry, the airflow exploded, and the void was pressed and blurred, and Hortan quickly retreated.
"Well……".
A screaming horror screamed that a disciple of Hortan was swept by a black reel gun, the bones were broken, flesh and blood were splashing, the bones were stubble, the body flew out like a fallen leaf, and lost his life.
"you…………,
Hortan's forehead had green muscles, and his whole body was scattered with crystal clear light, but he could not change anything. It was difficult for him to shatter the mountain and river in this restricted area.
The monk who got the holy position of Ye Fanmei's brow really transcended the category of human beings. Even in the restricted area, some mana can still be used to explain.
What is this place? A restricted area of ​​life! Over the past few decades, since the Jiulong Coffin struck the abyss and the "barren" slowly recovered, the forbidden ground has become more horrible.
No matter whether it is a mortal or a slasher, no matter how you practice, once you come in, you will be cut off and practiced equally.
He also clearly remembered that the peerless old emperor of the ancient Chinese dynasty had very little life. In order to continue his life, he wore the golden suit of the ancient sage and carried the sword to the forbidden ground. It didn't take long for him to go in, and he became fly ash directly, and only a golden kimono rushed out, leaving nothing but desolation.
The sage, transcends all spirits, cannot be calculated according to common sense. Hortan's Daoxing has not completely dried up, and the saint-level flesh still has the power to fight.
"call out!"
Hortan rushed away from the arrow of the string, and after a second of delay, he was more dangerous. He didn't want to stay for a moment, but wanted to fight.
Ye Fan attacked with a long revolver, every time he turned, he could smash the sky. The two other disciples of Hortan were startled, and there was no previous arrogance, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.
After all, Hortan is a generation of saints. Even if he ca n’t use his mana, his combat experience is also very rich. Lunge stepped forward, struggling freely, avoiding the revolver, sprinting at close range, and attacking Ye Fan.
Ye Fan calmly and calmly, with a layer of stone armor on his body, using Shenyuan stone skin as a material, sacrificed by the banned immortal six seals and the source technique, and turned into a source of heaven clothes.
He raised his hand and raised his feet very calmly. Even if the years eroded, it must have been longer than Houtan insisted. It must not be him who went down first.
"Qiang"
The dark gold long-revolver gun reel in Ye Fan's hands pierced a road of magical power, without leaving Hortan's vital point, and made a trace of blood on his body.
The two confronted each other fiercely, Hortan's palms contained a radiance, his palms were transparent, and gurgles the radiance, trying to forcibly shake out the divine power to destroy Ye Fan.
This is one and threatening, the Holy Power does not dry up, although it is just a few lines, but it is also very fearful
"Master, you must kill him!" The other two did not dare to speak, they could only pray in secret, and at the same time they moved their footsteps and retreated far away, trying to escape.
"Huh!
Suddenly, a dark light came, and the dark gold long-reel rifle broke away from Ye Fan's palm and flew over. A disciple of Hortan vomited blood from his mouth, was pierced by the long-reel rifle, and flew out hundreds of feet away, being nailed On the ground.
At the same time, Ye Fan left the battlefield, like a pale gold dragon traversing past, re-grabbed the long reel gun reel.
Houtan's other disciple saw it, and he froze from head to foot, and no longer dared to take a step. This is a killer. Lingji made his legs soft and almost knelt on the ground.
What's more, he was aging, and was originally full of glory, but now he has accumulated wrinkles, and he will die old in a short time.
"Master ... Save me!"
Seeing this, Hortan could not help but let out a long roar, he had become a saint, but was forced to this step by an ant in his eyes, and killed three of his disciples in front of him, this is a big hatred and shame .
"Keng Jian.
Mars is shining, and the two are fighting again. The dark gold long revolver and the fist resonate like a flash of lightning.
"An ant can't bite a dead dragon. I have the holy place. Isn't it a bully you can bully." Hortan's face was blue, his murderous, and the light of his palm was thicker.
Ye Fan was fearless, fighting with a revolver, dark gold long revolver flashing cold and quiet metal light method, the body was slender and sturdy, the black hair was extremely scattered to the waist, the eyes were clear, glorious, the whole person Sharp-edged and restrained, there is a detached temperament.
"Buzz"
The two were again bombarded, Ye Fan's long reel was drawn on his shoulder, and Hortan was staggering, showing a blood stain and making a roar.
"Teaching the world of law, the nature of Taoism, the appearance of Qiankun Avenue, put pressure on me!" Huotan roared.
"Boom"
He really borrowed a ray of divine power, like a sky dome falling down, Shengwei appeared, majestic and irresistible.
However, after only a moment's maintenance, the track marks in the sky collapsed, disappeared into a streamer and could not be crushed.
Ye Fan looked indifferent, this result has long been guessed, otherwise how could he choose this as the battlefield, is the only place that can suppress the saints.
"Princess Seri is only a step away from becoming a great sage. Wearing the ancient emperor's suit of this tribe is barely self-preserving, able to fly, and fight against the deserted slaves. You just became a saint, Dao Guo If it is not consolidated, there is not even a handed down saint, and I want to go against the sky here !? "
Ye Huang's relentless blow made his shot more rapid, and the dark gold long revolver turned into a dark light, covering Hotan in it.
"Ah ... in the distance, Houtan's disciples screamed, his skin was slack, originally a master, but now he is aging to death.
He couldn't take care of the others anymore. He rushed out of the deserted forbidden land. The white hair on his head scattered with the wind. It was extremely miserable. For him, it was a magic land.
Ye Fan slammed the revolver and forced Hortan back, turning into a streamer and chasing it down.
"Dare you!" Hortan was furious, and had watched the three disciples die in his hands. At this time, his eyes were split, and he could not tolerate this peace incident happening again.
Ye Fan is unparalleled in flesh and blood, powerful as a holy body, and has experienced thunder baptism many times. He has also passed through the chaotic thunder domain, and he has undergone all kinds of hardships. Every inch of flesh and blood contains horror power and vitality is extremely powerful.
His speed was very fast, and he caught up in an instant. "Puffed, his right hand fell, cut the person's head, and put it in his hand, bloody.
"Here you!" After he stopped, he turned around and handed a head to Hortan.
Huotan breathed out a turbid breath and gave a beast-like roar, his chest was exploding, his steel teeth were crushed, and his whole body was violently bounced.
"boom"
Ye Fan threw his head, crossed the sky, and fell in the distance, leaving a trail of blood, so that all four of Hortan's disciples were killed.
"You're destined to come!" Hortan desperately, he does not believe that as a generation of saints can not kill a slasher, shot more bravely.
"Qiao!"
Ye Fan is holding a long revolver, like an arm's command, every blow is fatal, the dark golden is on sight, the void is broken, and he is desperate.
"puff"
Hortan could not avoid it, a blood hole was stabbed on his shoulder, a blood flower was splashed, and he flew forward. A drop of blood from the saint could destroy a powerful man. Ye Fan's body was so strong that although he was not afraid, I don't want to get involved.
He tweeted, turned the black large reel gun reel, almost picked up Hotan, and flicked it off with the revolver reel rod, slamming a large bluestone.
Hortan was terrified, but there was no way ~ EbookFREE.me ~ he couldn't kill this enemy with one palm, he couldn't display everything in this place.
The other party is a human holy body, with a strong physique and a great power of blood. It is beyond imagination, and the body alone is not under him.
This is almost unbelievable. Ye Fan's flesh is almost out of the scope of man before he is sanctified. Wang Wei's blood is horrible!
"kill!"
Huo Tan shouted, and showed off all the geniuses, all of which are magical techniques of physical combat.
However, what made him vomit blood was that in the field of close combat, he was not as good as the ants in his eyes. Ye Fan's attack was simple and direct, and it was very effective.
"boom"
Ye Fan grabbed in two hands and started to take turns. After hundreds of thousands of clashes, he pulled on Houtan's spine and let him fly out hundreds of feet away. His spine almost broke and his blood stained.
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