The peerless black hand that covers the sky

Chapter 371 The master is not good, the senior brother was taken away...

"For the justice of the universe, for the glory of the gods, and for the advancement of the times... I want to stand up and finish this road, let all races bow their heads, and let all saints submit!" Ye Fan whispered.

"Yes!" The Black Emperor yelled, "Come out of a fast-paced, fast-paced, do-it-yourself, domineering..."

The big black dog shouted excitedly, but Ye Fan found the words in its mouth more and more subtle, as if it wanted to plant flags behind him.

However, he didn't take it seriously, he just thought it was an illusion.

At this moment, Ye Fengchu's heart was surging, he was full of pride and ambition, and he was fearless.

Also.

He has identities in both black and white, and both are top identities, so what is there to be afraid of?

In the Tang Dynasty, he was a prince, the half-brother of the emperor, and now he represented the face of the Tang Dynasty to patrol the starry sky, like holding a Shangfang sword, who would dare to offend?
But in the "Underworld", he is the "leader" of the restricted area of ​​life. Confess your own life?
Therefore, his situation is absolutely safe, must!

'My big plan...'

'The heavyweight dragon veins of the entire universe are under the control of those powerful ethnic groups and holy places. '

'And the dragon vein is the key to reverse the life and death of yin and yang in the universe, and I am bound to win it! '

'Brand, impregnate, and possess... With the tiger skin of the Tang Dynasty, who dares to say more?Who dares to question? '

Ye Fan thought about it, and smiled secretly.

Who would have thought?
By accident, the evil lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation "undercovered" to the first three rows of the Tang Dynasty, and he still had such an important responsibility, so he made a big deal out of reason!

God helps me too!

'After controlling the dragon's veins, one day it will suddenly break out... Hey! '

He imagined a bright future.

The dragon veins often breed fairy treasures, which are the land of good fortune and the land of immortality.

The Kunlun Immortal Land that Emperor Zun's Ancient Heaven Court spent countless painstaking efforts to build has proved this point and achieved a fairy artifact.

The ancient Emperor of Heaven, Huang, used this to carry out a transformation on the road to the world of mortals.

At the same time, the dragon veins are also the place of life and death—the place of becoming an immortal is also a place for raising corpses!
Grasping all the heavyweight dragon veins in the entire universe is equivalent to throwing down a heavyweight bargaining chip when life and death are reversed in the future!
At the same time, Ye Fan can also do something during this process... such as gathering the essence of ten thousand dragons to see if it can help the immortal medicine that has been ravaged by the underworld to nirvana and recover.

In short, he has a thousand and one reasons to embark on this path, which is related to his path and the rest of his life!
Under such an unshakable belief that he is an enemy of the whole universe, even though tens of thousands of people are going to do it, Ye Fan came to the supreme hall of the Tang Dynasty, with the fairy placenta hanging high on the top, and the emperor's coercion swept across the world. The representatives of the holy places and ethnic groups who came to watch the ceremony let go of the ultimatum before their journey.

"The world is filthy!"

"However, I, Ye Fan, descended from the sky, will finally set things right!"

"I'm coming, I see you, my leader!"

Ye Fan at that moment was so shining, like a rising sun, trying to illuminate the whole world!
The sages and quasi-emperors present all changed their colors.

They looked at each other with sharp eyes. Although no one spoke, everything was self-evident.

'He just let go of such cruel words before the inspection started... This is not something that can be sent away at [-]:[-]-he wants everything, and he doesn't spare any sympathy! '

'Or, pre-emptive strike? '

'good!Such domineering exposed, courting death! '

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

Ye Fan looked down, knowing all this, and smiled lightly, without panic.

"Brother, do you want to ask the Supremes to beat these guys and smash their unreasonable ideas while we are still in Datang?" the Holy Prince suggested through voice transmission.

"It's okay! It's just a clown!" Ye Fan replied calmly, "Playing with them can be considered as a seasoning for our boring journey!"

"Our journey is the heavens and the world, the past, the present and the future, and they... are just duckweeds drifting with the times, so what is there to be afraid of?"

After the words fell, the star gate opened wide, and he stepped forward with a handsome figure, leading a monkey, a dog, a man, and a horse, leaving behind countless legends.

When they left, there was a roar in the void, as if a song was playing, sending them off.

"White dragon horse, hooves facing west, carrying Ye Sanbu..."

……

The galaxy is gorgeous, and a golden avenue is a hundred times, a thousand times brighter here.

Starting from the ancient star of the Big Dipper, this golden avenue communicates with the sources of life one by one, connecting the heavyweight stars of life in the entire universe.

Most of these life stars have come out of emperors, or have descended from Tianzun, ancient emperors, and great emperors, and have stayed there forever, leaving clear traces of the Dao.

Overcoming tribulations on these ancient stars, the top celestial arrogance often draws the phantom of the emperor, which is a heroic figure branded by heaven and earth.

At the same time, in the plans of the Tang Dynasty, these dao marks can also be used as the key to reversing the era.

As a prince of the gods, Ye Fan moved with his majesty. Wherever he passed, all the holy places and various ethnic groups were invincible, and the saints on one ancient star after another would kneel down.

Of course, there is a difficult mental journey in it.

——"Greedy princes covet our precious wealth"

——"The Domineering Tianjiao Trampled Our Rare Dignity"

——"Powerful heroes shine among the stars, composing the splendor of practice"

——"A Great and Wise Leader Comes, He Brings Order and Light to the World"

——"The Desolate King is Coming, All Clans Are Peaceful!"With the arrival of the Desolate King, there will be a blue sky! "

……

And all of this was because of a terrifying battle.

"This man is cheap."

Ye Fan whispered, and retracted a fist lightly.

In front of him is a star market, this is the cemetery of stars, and now it has come to an end.

The shattered stars, the burning dao fire, the shattered sun, the splashing blood...all of these seem to be telling what a terrible war this place has experienced.

"Don't look back if you don't hit the south wall, don't cry when you don't see the coffin."

He stands proudly on the battlefield, and there is no living creature except his teammates.

"One million corpses laid down in the first battle!"

The big black dog was heartbroken, "Even Emperor Zhun was beheaded by you...although it was a puppet made from a corpse."

"However, those puppets all carried forbidden weapons, quasi-emperor arrays, and even a mutilated imperial weapon, the ancient emperor's killing array... but they were all destroyed by your hands."

"And all of this, you only rely on yourself!"

"Wang! Ye Fan! You have the appearance of a heavenly emperor!"

The Black Emperor praised it highly.

It still remembers the war that happened not long ago.

At that time, they passed by here, and in an instant, a field emerged, reversing time and space, and moving stars.

When their sight was clear, they had already fallen into the ancient emperor's remnant formation, and there were millions of troops waiting outside.

puppet!
All puppets!
No one's strength is below the king's, and most of them are refined from the corpses of the dead who have been sitting in the years.

The strongest even has quasi-emperor... Maybe it is the remains of the losers who fought for the emperor's road in the past, but now they are carefully refined and turned into war puppets that bloom for a while.

Carrying forbidden weapons, branded circles, and even a remnant soldier of the ancient emperor who had been buried in the years emerged, and they all attacked the "five people" together!

At that moment, the dog hairs all over Heihuang's body stood on end, and he was about to take out a decree written by the Immortal King of Endless, to shock the monks of this dharma-ending era a little bit.

but!
At the most dangerous time, Ye Fan made a move!
The fairy placenta shone with aura, and the dao marks of several heavenly emperors manifested, fixing the emperor formation and emperor soldiers, while his real body was like a dragon flying across the sky, rushing into the enemy formation, smashing the vacuum with a pair of iron fists, what kind of holy corpse Taoist soldiers, ready to go! All the emperor war puppets were shattered by his blunt bombardment and wiped out in the starry sky!
Corpse blood splatters, stars burn, and everything turns to dust... There is only one person who is peerless, killing all enemies, and in the most brilliant light, his whole body is bright and clean, as if across the ages, flying here!

In the end, when Ye Fan stopped fighting, he was still dressed in white and spotless, as if he had just returned from a walk, calm and calm, as if the killing was just a dream.

"Someone dared to rob and kill us... Is it tolerable or unbearable!"

Long Ma leaned forward meanly, "Although all the people who come here are puppets... But with a little thought, we may be able to reveal the mastermind behind the scenes!"

"Go to the door and kill them all!"

"It's possible, but it's not necessary." Ye Fan smiled, "It is definitely not a minority of ethnic groups and forces that can make up such a lineup."

"I have beheaded more than a dozen quasi-emperor puppets, let alone those holy puppets..."

"Perhaps, most of the Taoism in the entire universe is involved..."

Ye Fan asked with a smile, "Have they all been killed? The impact is too wide."

"The killing is too much, it hurts the peace of heaven." He had a look of compassion on his face, "I don't want to take it."

"This battle, stop here."

"Leave clear clues to let them know the truth. After that, most ethnic groups will no longer have the courage to resist. We will go all the way, and it will be extremely smooth."

"I have already broken their backs and shattered their bones, so they will naturally kneel at my feet, so why bother to cut grass and roots and let some ignorant ambitious people come to power, and then I have to plow the starry sky again? "

"You must have a heart, you must have a magnanimity, and you must have a pattern!"

Ye Fan put his hands behind his back, "I suddenly understood the feeling of the ancient emperor from being the enemy of the world to being silent in the world."

"I searched all over the world, but I couldn't find an opponent."

"All the holy places and all the ethnic groups are all ghosts and ghosts. They are very slippery, and they don't have the slightest irony. They should be cowardly and soft."

He hurried away, leaving a few people looking at each other in blank dismay.

"You say he's fat, but he's still panting?" Long Ma muttered, "I'm afraid it's not some small group of people behind this battle."

"That's right! It's a real horror, and I haven't acted yet..." The black emperor dog's eyes rolled around, not knowing what it was thinking, and the dog grinned treacherously.

"Wang! Yaoguang boy, the floor has been washed!" Heihuang patted the Yaoguang, and saw that this proud Tianjiao was not at all unhappy, "Okay."

In the dilapidated battlefield, the Eucharist walks away with his hands on his back, the Holy Prince is immersed in the previous duel, the black dog and dragon horse are whispering, and the Holy Son is recycling garbage, using waste to practice magic skills, everyone has a bright future!
……

In that battle, all races were frightened, the Holy Land trembled, and Ye Fan's invincibility was shown.

Too many people can't understand.

--what happened?

Is Eucharist so fierce?
When did he become a great sage at the pinnacle, or a supreme sage who could rebel against the quasi-emperor? !

It was so outrageous and absurd that everyone took it as a rumor when they first heard about it.

It's too unreasonable!

I won't talk about combat power... how to explain the age of cultivation?

Is there 50 years for Eucharist practice?
"impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"This is not in line with the basic law of practice!"

There is a very old Saint King Realm expert who suspects that his old age has been passed on to a dog...

Oh, this means that he doesn't know the achievements of the Black Emperor, otherwise the dog would look down on him if he wanted to live his life on the dog!

"It seems that the fastest example of becoming a great sage recorded in history is the Dumu great sage of the protoss, who practiced to the peak of the great sage before he was a hundred years old... But he never made any progress in his life, let alone Said to kill the quasi-emperor!"

People are horrified, Ye Fan actually created a myth? !
"It turns out that Ye Fan didn't become a prince of the gods all because of connections?"

"The strongest Eucharist in history!"

"The sea of ​​stars, the long river of history, there will always be waves behind pushing the waves ahead, and the waves before will die on the beach!"

"Houlang Saint Physique—Ye Fan, the best in the world, which young man can compete with him?"

"Not surprisingly, he will become the most shining star in this era, and one day he may be able to compete with the ancient emperor of heaven!"

People are talking about it.

After the discussion was over, casual cultivators were fine, but ethnic groups and holy places suddenly became numb.

The Eucharist is so fierce, how dare they make small moves?
Even if it wasn't for the whole family, they all had to go on the road neatly - Huangquan Road!

So, the wind changed.

Wherever Ye Fan went, on the ancient planets of life, all races and holy places descended one after another, welcoming the inspection of the Great Desolate King.

The banner was pulled up, singing and dancing were prepared, and Ye Fan was served delicious food and drink.

Ye Fan opened his mouth and asked them to open up the ancestral land and the pure land, reveal the core of the dragon veins, and present the scriptures. They also recognized it and bowed their heads to express their obedience.

At this time, Ye Fan showed his demeanor.

Dragon veins, just leave a mark.

He didn't read the scriptures in vain, and after reading them, he discussed with the sages of those ethnic groups and holy places... No, it should be his one-sided preaching!
In any case, Ye Fan's realm is not inferior to that of the ancient emperor.

When he preached, the saints didn't take it seriously at first, but they were soon shocked and showed shock.

That touched the saints too much, every word is full of countless mysteries, it is worth their savoring for a long time.

When the preaching was over, the saints sighed, and the way of the Eucharist made them stand still on a high mountain, and perhaps they could not even look up clearly for the rest of their lives.

"Ye Fan of the Great Tang Dynasty, a noble scholar, with peerless talents, full of talents, and the appearance of a great emperor!"

The saints praised it highly, but Ye Fan smiled without saying a word.

He has already seen the future in a trance, and the whole process of learning the scriptures should be like this.

Hit a stick to frighten all races, and then give three or five sweet dates. So far, the journey has been smooth, and the whole thing has been handled in a friendly manner.

After all, everyone is here to hang out.

In the arena, there are not only fights and killings, but more about the ways of the world.

How could the sacred places and ethnic groups that are really hard-headed and never die with people at every turn, continue to this day?
Is it because the ruthless emperor's sword is not good enough, or is Wu Shi's slap not hard enough, or is it because Qingdi's fist is not strong enough?

"Invincible, how lonely..."

"Invincible, how empty..."

Ye Fan sighed in his heart.

"Oh!"

At this moment, the wall of the hall where he was located collapsed, and a big black dog as tall as a mountain broke in, barking "Wow", "Wow".

"Master Ye is not well, the Holy Prince was taken away..."

(End of this chapter)