Chapter 783: Spiritism

Bloody, shocking!
Ye Fan descended from the sky stepping on Zitian, stomped his chest with one foot, split into pieces, his foot pushed through and stepped on the ground.
This spectacle held everyone, and the garden did not know how many lords, nor how many rising stars in Nanling, all the dynasties of the dynasty were jealous.
The blood-stained demeanor, the bleeding picture, is more powerful than all words. The majestic young master of the Valley of Gods, an heir to the Taikoo royal family, is thus defeated by the human race.
Ye Fan didn't show any cleverness, and even the weapons didn't come out. The pure aesthetic violence, ruining and ruining, smashed everything with a pair of golden fists.
Invincible in the world! Everyone felt this belief in him.
Ye Fan's decisive words and deeds made people feel a kind of fierceness, destroying all obstacles • Dan Fan blocked all the punches in front of him.
Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie, Kong Linghua, and Xie Siyuan all looked white, and they were terrified in the distance. They were very uneasy.
Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly daughters, was okay. Several of the pearls were also uneasy. They wondered whether Master Fang and Master Ling Gu had slammed the humanoid body when they smiled.
Many people were in shock, all looked away, and no one dared to get close.
The ground was scarlet, Ye Fan stepped there like this, Zi Tian's body was torn apart, at this time a big golden hand was pressed down, this is to completely end his life.
Zi Tian shouted, very sad, his body completely collapsed, turned into a glory, but everyone was surprised, this is his own initiative.
A blazing light emerged, and another purple sky stood in the void, freed from Ye Fan's feet, united with Yuanshen, and rushed forward.
The whole world was roaring, all kinds of avenues and patterns were emerging, what immortality, eternity, and eternity seemed to be broken.
A god!
Everyone felt this kind of breath. This purple sky of light was all in harmony with Yuanshen, and it was even more terrifying. It immediately fixed the void, and the brief moment seemed to make everything stand still.
"Are you calling me the Valley of Gods in vain?" Zi Tian Du Senhan.
Ye Fan's body was difficult to move, and was bound in the void, and the divine light-like body in front of him emitted a terrible beam of light.
"We are majoring in spirits, and the flesh is just a post!" Zi Tian shouted and bombarded Ye Fan's Yuanshen, trying to destroy him in Sendai.
The Valley of the Spirits is ultimately to cultivate the Yuanshen, to refine his own spirits, and when he reaches the highest level, he will abandon the flesh.
The Purple Heavens are far from reaching the highest state. If they were forced to this Jedi, they would not dare to show it, because they would be destroyed at every turn!
However, today he succeeded, and there was no danger.
"Boom"
Ye Fan's flesh was struck by lightning, a crack appeared in the eyebrow, and a ray of blood overflowed, but the body did not fall, and it still stood.
"It's such a powerful body. It's a pity if it's destroyed. Leave me as a post and become the real one in the future." Zi Tian laughed and was extremely cruel.
His body shone with a more terrifying light, and shot at Ye Fan's eyebrows, with a loud sound, there was another crack, and blood was flowing.
"Break through your Sendai, take your flesh, and the human body will become my body in the future!" He screamed wildly, rushing forward.
In the distance, everyone was horrified. No one thought that Zitian had such terrible means. The physical body is not important, and the real gods are the most terrible.
"You can go to death and give me this powerful flesh." Zi Tiandu shouted with a terrible look, and wanted to turn into a blazing light and penetrate Ye Ye's Sendai.
"boom"
Suddenly a golden figure came out, grabbed him, and squeezed it in the palm of his hand, Ye Fanhan said, "Spirit, it's just that!"
"What, how can you break through, imprisoned forever, no one can escape this in the second floor of Sendai" Zitian shouted, until this moment, he was frightened.
"Spirit Valley has this mystery, it really made me a little surprised, but I still want to kill me." Ye Fan's external gold war is constantly transpiring, and the vigorous breath is overwhelming.
What shackles, imprisonment, and eternity are all broken.
"Ah ••" Zi Tian shouted, struggling violently, but it was useless at all, Ye Fan's big hands were closing together, and his light body was slowly being wiped out.
Relying on your own efforts to reach heaven step by step from to reverse everything, it will be full of sense of accomplishment and endless joy of spirit, but if you just climb up, you will be kicked by a foot, more than in the 18th layer of sorrow.
"No!" Zi Tian is desperate, thinking that at a critical moment to reverse the war situation, he will step on the soles of the enemy of the world, but never thought it was empty.
Everyone was really cold, and they asked themselves, in exchange for them, I am afraid that no one can escape this disaster, the mystery of the Valley of Gods is suddenly and terrible.
A veritable Jedi counter-attack! However, Ye Fan strongly suppressed it and failed to achieve the desired results.
"I don't want to die, the ancestral mantra, taboo tactics, borrow the power of the sky, borrow the light of the way, burn me!" Zi Tian shouted unwillingly, with a terrible look.
On his body, there is an ancient character blooming in a strange and terrifying brilliance, and there is a lettering on its soul, exuding a terrible saint's coercion.
"The breath of the archaic ancestor!"
Ye Fan shouted badly, that was the handwriting of the ancient sage-level figures, Zi Tian was the inheritor of the Valley of the Spirits, and the nose was really sheltered and doted.
"Buzz"
His Sendai was dazzling and dazzling, a golden villain was exactly like him, flying out with a mouthful of Xiao Ding, and he was at peace with heaven and earth.
At this moment, time seems to be still, and the void seems to be solidified, and it is not many times stronger than the eternal imprisonment of Zitiandu.
Taiji's Ye Fan's divine form, reverted back, and Yuanshen joined together, becoming an elusive point, rushing out of the original body heaven and earth, and turning into a variable!
As a ray of light from the beginning, nothing could stop, Yuanshen held Xiaoding down from the sky, and slammed the soul of Zitiandu with a bang.
Everything is quiet, only the Tai Chi reverses and walks towards the Promise a little, that is Ye Fan's Yuanshen and Xiaoding.
In the distance, the people watching the battle are still, as if frozen in this picture.
"boom"
It wasn't until Zi Tiandu's spirit exploded and Ye Fan's Yuanshen returned home that all seemed to be active.
Ye Fan moment away, leaving the spot, Zi Tian are all destroyed, even screaming failed, and became a dust.
"Who is it, kill my grandchildren without leaving a bit of room ?!" A majestic voice was screaming, and there was an ancient word blooming in the sky.
"It's me!" Ye Fan stood in the sky, not afraid.
"Buzz"
The ancient word was so bright that it turned into a big purple paw, and it was all over the world. This was to smash it into dust and destroy everything.
The world is shaking!
Ye Fan's decisive shot, the gold warfare boiling, drowning the world, reversing the heaven and earth, confusing everyone's vision.
He engraved eighteen ancient characters in the void, nine of which were recorded in the Tao, and the other nine were recorded in the Sun's true scriptures, opening up a small world cage, covering up all the breath and being completely isolated from the outside world.
At this moment, Li Tianyan had no hesitation overnight, decisively shot, directly sacrificed the goddess furnace, the whole crystal furnace, burst into a hot light, smashed into it.
Roaring like the sea!
All words are indescribable, deafening, like the sun, moon, and stars sinking one by one.
However, outsiders cannot perceive that they are using the weapon of a human clan sage to behead the handwriting of an ancestor.
Eighteen ancient characters obscure its breath.
Ye Fan and Li Tian and Yan were determined to be strong overnight, and they were bold enough to wipe out the brand of an ancient ancestor.
Zitian is dead!
The news spread quickly, making the Nanling land noisy. Many people were dumbfounded and surprised.
The immense pressure of the ancient tribes will be born. This kind of immense pressure makes the dynasty feel breathless. In these years, the human race has been facing an enemy. Many people are uneasy.
Nowadays, it was a big change for someone to attack the Taikoo royal family and kill the heir to the Valley of the Spirits. The first time someone dared to do such a thing, it was an uproar.
After beheading the Purple Heavenly Capital, Ye Fan did not leave. Enjoying the scenery in a garden made some people very uneasy, especially Chen Yuan, Liu Yunjie and Xie Siyuan, who had no idea.
Ye Fan glanced at them lightly and said, "As Nanling Junyan, when you have your own strength, your ancestors are all arrogances in the history of youth."
As soon as these words came out, they suddenly made several people's faces hot, arched their hands, and slowly backed away, the other party did not turn their hands around, so that they finally let out a breath.
Guzheng vibrated, first as a stream of diminishing flow, and dripping clear springs, and then slowly and intensely, gradually becoming hyperactive, Jin Ge iron horse, Jian Ming Zheng Zheng, killing the sky.
At the end of the song, Wu Fei, one of the four heavenly daughters in Nanling, sighed and said: "Several sons, do you also think that I and the charming Taikoo royal family?"
"Naturally not, Wenxian knows people, Miss Wu is so clever and intelligent, is it such a person?" Li Tian smiled, his face familiar, and warmly stepped forward to introduce himself.
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"Are you still here for a long time, so you are not afraid of the enemy going to the door?" Wu Fei said.
"I sit here quietly, waiting for them to come one by one!" Ye Fanyi stood in the pavilion, his words clanging, looking into the distance.
Needless to say, we know that the outside world must have been a hustle and bustle, and how many people are talking about this battle today.
Ye Fan seems to have seen Wang Teng, Hua Yunfei, Yuan Gu, and the killer gods coming.
"You have to wait for them to arrive?" Yan asked secretly.
"Naturally, we can't kill the targets when they are waiting for them. We will kill them one by one when they are approaching!" Ye Fan said in a deep voice.
The wind is rising, and pieces of crystal flowers are withering away, falling down one after another.
"The archaic ancestor is about to be born, great pressure • ..." Ye Fan murmured, trying to frighten those ancient kings to talk easily