"Breaked bones, broken tendons, peeled skins, convulsed souls!"
The voice of Qing Jiao King contained the ultimate killing intent.
"boom!"
In the next moment, there was no change in the appearance of the Qing Jiao King, but a frightening atmosphere spread, like a flood of mountains.
In a daze, the few people present seemed to have seen a demon head crawling out of the Jiuyou Purgatory into the world.
Suppress the current life for three thousand years, and kill it!
Between the lightning and the fire, the Qingjiao King was born like a divine dragon, coming towards Ye Fan.
Although his figure is huge, it is hundreds of feet, but the speed is even more swift. The power of the charge drained all the water of the evil spirits around him, forming a vacuum.
The powerful body of the Demon King, coupled with the extreme speed, even a true immortal who crossed the seven or eight layers of the Tribulation, could not shake it head-on, and could only retreat, otherwise it would be smashed into pieces.
However, Ye Fan still stood on the spot, his spine was straight, and his body also burst out into the weather, like a of war.
Ye Fan's hands were placed on his chest, forming mysterious marks one after another, as if he was suddenly blessed by the power of the gods of the Nine Heavens Profound Realm, supreme and extremely mysterious.
"Huh? Is this...?"
In an instant, Qing Jiao Wang felt something was wrong on a whim, and felt a strong sense of anxiety.
Instinctively told him that he should leave immediately and never approach Ye Fan.
However, as the Demon King, he has his own pride. If he completely ignores the death of his nine sons and runs away like this, he will no longer be able to gain a foothold in the Demon Realm, and he will completely become a laughingstock.
"Hohoho...boy, no matter what magical powers you are using, give it to this king to die!"
The aura of the Qing Jiao King rose to the extreme, and the sea trembled for a while, and the sky was turned upside down. The entire Jiao King Palace trembled, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
...
At this time, the mark in Ye Fan's hand finally came out.
This seal is called-Too Shang!
Supreme, that is, above all things in the world, represents the strongest power in the mortal world.
This is a holy supernatural power created by Yunhai Xianzun. When this sound comes out, it will subvert three thousand realms and sweep the nine heavens.
At this moment, in terms of body shape, Ye Fan is far from being able to compare with the Qingjiao King who is hundreds of meters long, just like a tiny ant standing in front of a Shenlong.
However, the stalwart aura revealed by Ye Fan, who was too imprinted in his hand, overwhelmed the Qingjiao King.
He stood quietly on the spot, revealing his invincible courage to dominate the world, just like a natural king.
The ancestors, princes and others who watched the battle in the distance all felt worship instinctively, and they wanted to kneel to the ground immediately.
"Boom!"
Tai Shang Yin carried the overbearing power of shattering everything, and blasted on the body of the Qing Jiao King abruptly.
The loud noise that shook the sky and the earth was like two worlds colliding and shaking.
With the contact point as the center, countless horrible energy fluctuations leaked out, and the entire world seemed to lose balance, and even countless spatial cracks appeared. It was difficult to describe the horror in words.
...
"The master can actually shake the violent Qing Jiao King directly! Terrible... terrible!" The ancestor of the hogman was shocked.
Although Ye Fan used to kill the Demon Wolf King not long ago with "Such as I Kill", in terms of physical fitness, the Blue Water Dragon King is several times the Demon Wolf King.
In the huge ruins, there are only a handful of strong people who can face the Green Dragon King.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, a strong and surging air wave directly lifted Ye Fan out, spinning and rolling all the way in the air, as if completely out of control.
"What's going on? Did Young Master Ye lose?" The old prince opened his eyes wide, his body tensed, ready to rescue him at any time.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was an explosion on the head of the Qing Jiao King, like thousands of bombs bursting in it, resounding through the sky.
Just such a sound wave can cause ordinary monks to be directly stunned and cut off their heart and blood.
The explosion sounded for several minutes before finally disappearing.
Looking into the distance, I saw that the body of the Qingjiao King, which was hundreds of feet long, still existed, but he was covered in blood, full of sores, and his body was incomplete, and he could not find a good piece of flesh at all.
Countless dragon scales peeled off with blood, scattered in the evil sea, shocking and miserable.
That blow was too imprinted, and although it did not kill the Qingjiao King, it caused him an unprecedented heavy blow.
Since he became the Peerless Demon King, it is the first time he has suffered such a terrible injury.
If you want to fully recover, at least decades of hard work are required.
On the other side, Ye Fan, who was blown out by the air wave, although his face was as white as paper, he only consumed too much internal energy and was not seriously injured.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's figure flashed, appeared on the top of the Azure Dragon King's head, and slammed his foot on the huge dragon head.
"boom!"
The head of the Qingjiao King was directly trampled out of a small pit, screaming again and again.
Ye Fan looked at him condescendingly, his eyes filled with the detachment of watching everything and overlooking sentient beings, and said coldly: "King Qingjiao, didn't you just say that you want to break my bones, muscles, skin, and soul? Now, what?"
"Yes...this king is wrong..." Qing Jiao Wang said weakly.
"Hehe, if an apology is useful, there won't be so many killings in the world!"
Ye Fan said, his fists danced wildly with heavy shadows, bombarding the body of the huge flood dragon like a cannonball.
"Cracking!"
There was a sound of firecrackers coming from the body of the Qing Jiao King, and all his bones were broken.
"Broken tendons!"
Ye Fan shouted again.
The veins of the Qingjiao King's body were broken like a string.
"peel--"
Ye Fan didn't finish his sentence.
The Qingjiao King hurriedly cried and begged for mercy: "Young hero, little ancestor, please...Stop it, spare this king's life, this king is willing to be a slave and a servant, no matter what conditions you have, this king will do accepted……"
At this moment, the Qing Jiao King no longer dared to put on airs, extremely humble.
He finally understood why the Demon Wolf King, who was also one of the Seven Great Demon Kings, would tragically die at the hands of Ye Fan.
He finally understood why the ancestor, one of the eight must-dos, would be loyal to Ye Fan.
He even doubted that Ye Fan was not a human race, but a legendary race!
"Okay, then take me to Hualongchi first!" Ye Fan said coldly.
"Yes!"
The Qing Jiao King didn't dare to use any crooked brains anymore, dragging his stump to the door, using the secret to open the door completely.
Next, Ye Fan took the ancestors of the pig and others into the Hualong Pond.
The rich breath of life around him is almost condensing into substance.
"Say, where is the ancient Tianlong Lizhu?" Ye Fan forced.
"Young man, look there!" Qing Jiao Wang immediately pointed in one direction.
Looking into the distance, in the deepest part of Hualongchi, an altar was built, on which was a pool of water, which was filled with red blood.
Even at a long distance, you can smell the strong smell of blood.
In the blood altar, a fist-sized orb is enshrined, exuding a surging breath of life.
"This... is the ancient Tianlong Lizhu?" Ye Fan's eyes were bright and excited.
Because of the use of forbidden moves, Ye Fan's longevity was lost, leaving only a life of less than three months.
If you can get this Lizhu, you can restore your life.
Just when Ye Fan was about to go to pick up the Lizhu, the Qingjiao King blocked him: "Young man, this Lizhu comes from the ancient dragon. It is extremely sacred. If the human race touches it, it will tarnish the aura in it, causing The effect is damaged, let me pick it for you!"
"Oh? Is there anything else?" Ye Fan looked suspicious.
"Young man, how can I deceive you at this time? If I move, you can kill me by moving your fingers!" Qing Jiaowang explained.
Ye Fan thought about it and it made sense, so he motioned to him to get the Lizhu.
Soon, King Qing Jiao boarded the blood altar.
Turning his back to Ye Fan, a fierce and cruel color flashed in his eyes, as if he had succeeded in some trick.
Immediately afterwards, instead of plucking the lizhu, he spit out a large mouthful of blood and touched the lizhu while shouting:
"Ancestor save me!"
