Shrouding the Heavens

Hortan spit out a blood foam and got up from the ground with difficulty. Under the blow just now, he flew out a hundred feet away. The entire spine keel seemed to be broken, and he was exhausted and tired.

He recited the scriptures, the bones crackled, forcibly operated the divine power to repair the wounds, a burst of blood gas steamed up, and the body surface shimmered.

At this moment alone, he spent hundreds of years of Shou Yuan, because it is too costly to use secret methods to heal wounds in this forbidden land!

In the barren ancient restricted area, Daoxing can only surging out a few. If you want to truly heal the source, the consumed blood is far from being swallowed by the prohibited place.

"Human saint body, do you want to burn with my jade? Even if you hurt me, you can't live."

Hortan said sèyīn Shen.

"You die, I live, there is nothing to say, give the leader!" Ye Fan began a new round of attack, time is life, can not be delayed here.

The dark gold spear drew a black light, just like a black dragon emptied into a living body. The sharp spear pointed through all obstacles and pointed at Hortan's eyebrow.

"Since the sanctification of this seat, I have never encountered the shame of today. The disciples have been killed one after another. If you can't treat you as a **** food, what are the faces, the ants will die!"

Huo Tan desperately, the sound of the Tao in the body sounded, and kept ringing, forcibly absorbing the divine power, and running Daoxing, at the cost of some life.

However, the effect was not good. The restricted area of ​​life suppressed all the laws and marks, and captured the monk's life. He spit out a big mouth of blood and his face pale as paper.

"when!"

The long gun in Ye Fan's hand almost touched his eyebrow. Hortan sideways, avoiding the sharpness, Zhangkou forcibly spit out a divine light, the world collapsed, and Ye Fanru retreated with a golden lightning.

After this matchup, Hortan was dark, and some wrinkles had climbed on his face. The power of the forbidden land was manifested, and even the saint could not bear it.

In the same way, although Ye Fan was wearing Yuantian Shenyi, her face gradually lost its luster, a little white silk appeared in the black hair, and life was passing by.

The two men fight fiercely, time is life, they both want to fight off each other at the peak moment, one is a veritable saint, the other is a human race sacred body, and the physical blood power is extremely strong.

Both of them are indifferent, and the mystery cannot be cast. The one or two mana that can be cast occasionally are not enough to pose a threat to life.

Close combat is mainly!

Their speed is very fast, from the beginning to now, less than half an hour, and not much time has passed, but everyone has some wrinkles on his face.

"kill!"

The two lives are fighting, fighting desperately!

Ye Fan used a dark gold spear to get into a state of distraction. He drove Hortan four times and pierced his body twice, scarlet, this is the blood of the saint!

Hortan's mouth was bleeding, and God Lengsen, although he didn't say anything, but his eyes were like a knife, and he tried to kill outside the restricted area. Once he got out, he would torture Ye Fan ten times.

"Pray for the Eucharist, please don't let me get out of here, otherwise you understand!" Hortan's **** is terrible because of a new blood stain on his body.

"You don't have a chance!" The gun in Ye Fan's hand was as violent as a storm, and turned into a black light, drowning the front. In this situation, it is impossible to let this person pass.

Ye Fan used a black lance to slash and slash, and at the same time stab forward, both as a gun, a knife and a stick, and various means of attack were endless.

Hortan was scarred, and the most severe heart was almost penetrated and blood spewed.

"Call the ancestors and give Dao Yin!"

Hortan yelled, as a saint but was threatened with life by Ye Fan, it was a shame for him to fight back!

In his eyebrows, intertwined with traces of Dao marks, barely urged the secret method, want to sacrifice a strong blow!

"boom!"

The blood in his body boiled and turned into a ray of moire that appeared on his body. The pores of his body were bleeding, condensing the world and exuding a ray of divine power.

"Dang", "Dang" ...

Blocking the dark gold spear with his bare hands was amazingly powerful, and finally he had the unique majesty of the saint, but his body was rapidly aging.

As powerful as Ye Fanhu ’s mouth cracked, his stone armor shattered and fell to the ground. He fell into the barren ancient land and was attacked by the years.

"I am a saint, I see what you are fighting with me!" Hottan yelled, striking step by step, the offensive was getting worse.

It's a pity that the secret technique still can't be displayed, just let his flesh radiate the holy glow, and the flesh and blood are several times stronger.

"How long can you hold on?" Ye Fan said coldly, staring at his wrinkled body.

"If I can't do it, you can't stop the power of the wasteland, it will be destroyed here and become a pile of loess!" Hotan said coldly, not convinced that Ye Fan would really burn with his jade.

After another fight, Hortan was finally unable to continue to mobilize the blood, his body was dim, his wrinkles deepened, and his body was staggering. Since the beginning of the war, he has lost at least thousands of years of Shou Yuan.

In the distance, the purple light flashed, Hortan surprised, abandoned Ye Fan, and rushed past quickly.

There is a purple lotus with a 20,000-year-old medicinal age on the ground. The whole body is purple and bright, two feet tall, and the fragrance is fragrant. Huo Tan grabbed it and swallowed with a sharp mouth. Now the essence is seriously depleted, and rare medicines can be seen on the ground from time to time, which is a good thing to supplement the potential of life.

Ye Fan didn't stop. He took a jade bottle calmly and poured it into his mouth. This is the magic liquid taken out of Chengxianchi, and it has a magical effect to replenish the essence of life.

"you……"

Hortan was shocked, and immediately rushed to **** the Jade Bottle, which would definitely kill him.

Ye Fan put away the Jade Bottle and continued to fight with him. The dragon was fierce and fierce, and his body of blood was boiling, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

"puff"

Huo Tan was ruthless, and actually withstood Ye Fan's one-shot attack, letting it penetrate the ōng abdomen, spit out a blood stain on his mouth, and sprayed towards Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was shocked, the dark gold spear pierced through Hortan's ōng belly, rushed out, and did not fall into the hands of the enemy.

Then he walked backwards. Although he lost the dark gold spear, he was calm in face, without any fear, a pair of fists glowed brightly, and there was a flash of thunder, and the blood was boiling.

"kill!"

The two rushed towards each other, fighting with their lives, confronting each other physically, and launched the final life-and-death fight.

Hundreds of thousands of clashes, a golden shadow entangled with a purple light, not with blood splashing, Ye Fan fights to kill the Saint-class ancient king with a beheaded road, and it will definitely shock the world.

In a blink of an eye, it has been half a quarter of an hour since entering the life-forbidden area. Ye Fan finally has a sorrow that can no longer be delayed, there is no time to hold on.

From this moment on, his offensive was even more fierce. His black hair was scattered, and the thunder of Jin Sè's fist shimmered, like a series of lightnings interweaving, hitting Hortan's body, blood rushing, and the bones ringing.

"what……"

Holm yelled, one arm was twisted, and the close fight was not as good as Ye Fanyou. The holy method of fighting evolved all kinds of Sanshou. He was at a disadvantage and his arm was broken.

"kill!"

Ye Fan tweeted, palms thousands of times, and then pulled hard, Hortan's left arm broke, blood spewed, gurgling, white bone stubble.

"what……"

Huotan yelled, never thought that there would be such a day, when he became sanctified, he would be broken by an abductor and suffered such heavy damage. Ye Fanfei quickly backed away, avoiding the **** impact, he broke the saint's arm and threw it on the ground, staining the grass.

Hortan is a brutal beast and his eyes are blood red. Although he lost his arm, he is also in danger to the extreme, turning into a purple light to kill Ye Fan.

A battle of life and death begins again!

Ye Fan calmed himself, avoided his edge, attacked his weaknesses, like a dragon, and jumped and jumped, like a Dapeng spreading his wings for a while, and like a real dragon for a while, using his fists, wind and thunder masterpiece, lightning and thunder, pure power It's also against the sky to play this kind of situation in the barren ancient forbidden land.

"broken.

Ye Fan struck six rounds of reincarnation punches, and there was no golden light splashing, but there was an invincible fist in it. He hit Hortan ’s ōng bones and made a broken bone sound. Cough up blood.

The general trend is gone, it's over! Hortan knew that he was in danger and could not reverse the defeat and was unable to return to heaven.

"I'm an ancient saint, you want to kill the saint, and the name moves the world, impossible! I won't make you wish, at the very least I have to pull you to die!" Hortan roared.

He could imagine that once Ye Fan slaughtered him, what kind of ancestors would be triggered, he would surely be known for his cultivation history! And as a loser, he highlights this son's record, will also be recorded in history, become a sad foil.

One is ancient and modern, and the other will become a stepping stone. As a negative example, just thinking about it will make him unstable and his body will explode.

"呧"

His eyebrows were shining brightly, but he wanted to act with a strong sense of mind, and a villain in purple would rush out of his frontal bone.

"what……"

Hortan screamed, and there was a crack when Yuanshen appeared. The villain of Zi screamed screamingly, but he still flew to Ye Fan. This may be the only way he could kill Ye Fan.

Ye Fan was very simple. He drew out a wooden stick like a sword from behind, simple and unpretentious, held in both hands, and split his Yuanshen.

"puff"

The villain of Purple Sè could not avoid it, and was broken up by one-third on the spot, uttering a tragic scream, bursting all over and returning to his bones.

How could Ye Fan let go of such an opportunity, holding the magic wand in hand, approaching a dozen feet a step closer, pumping on his frontal bone, causing his head to nearly shatter, and a large crack appeared.

It must be said that the saint's flesh is really strong, if ordinary people have already become fly ash!

Hortan was hit hard, his body staggered, and retreated at a rapid speed, but Ye Fan's six-round reincarnation fist came again, striking far and wide, and was caught up before it had landed.

"puff"

Ye Fan grabbed his remaining right arm, twisted hard, clicked, his bones were broken, blood spewed, Hortan completely lost the possibility of reversing the battle, and his right arm was pulled off.

Tu Sheng!

It was about to happen, and no one stopped. Ye Fan threw away the **** arm, swinged it right, swinged it high, and kicked it out.

"puff"

Hortan screamed, his spine was broken, his upper body almost rotted away, flesh and blood flew, he flew out hundreds of feet away, and it was difficult to move.

The power of the barren was turbulent, and his flesh and blood were decayed.

Ye Fan picked up the dark gold spear, pierced his body with a puff, and picked him up, while the left hand held a magic wand and struck his frontal bone.

"boom"

The blood and rain flew, and Hortan's primordial spirit was shocked, and he was cut off by a big half at once. In the barren ancient forbidden city, the villain lost his physical protection, and almost immediately dried up and died.

"Tu Sheng is today!" Ye Fan said coldly.

This place could not stay for long, he picked up Houtan and rushed out of the restricted area, destroying his physical vitality and destroying his soul in this process, fearing that he would bite back.

Soon after, the edge of the penalty area was already in sight, Ye Fan stopped, the dark gold lance in his right hand shocked, and Hortan's body showed a dense crack on the spot!

And its primordial spirit, the villain of the purple sè, was also almost wiped out under the whip, leaving only a faint light.

Huo Tan grinned violently, his life and life were ruined, even if he could get rid of his difficulties, Yuanshen was the most precious, but it was almost wiped out, and now only the size of beans!

"Do you really think you can kill the holy saints? Let's go to die with me!" At this moment, he completely let go, anyway, he was going to die, what else is terrible.

He reintegrated into the soul, and the whole body was shining, but it was about to disintegrate, burn with the flesh and blood of the saint, and wear Ye Fan alive.

At this time, Ye Fan had only a few actions, throwing the dark gold spear, throwing the magic wand out of the barren ancient forbidden land, and even spared his body to take out the motherhood of all things, and also thrown out of the restricted area.

Then, without any care, he killed Hortan, covered with gold and blood flowing, and punched out his dazzling light!

"boom"

He blasted Hortan's body with a punch, Ren Sheng blood splashed on his body, and his body suffered terrible trauma, but he didn't care.

"Useless, today you accompany me to die, join me to become assassinated!" Hortan laughed insanely, the fire of Yuanshen will go out, he will take Ye Fan to die together.

"kill!"

Ye Fan roared, the mountains and rivers were screaming, the gods were all holy blood, and he punched out punches and punches, disintegrating Hortan's disintegration, and gold lightning intertwined between his fists!

This is a force of tyranny. A saint broke alive, and there was flesh and blood everywhere, and **** white bones stained with blood.

"How can this be, you can't change the ending, I will pull you to die together!" All flesh and blood are creeping, exuding terrible power, burning up, drowning Ye Fan.

Ye Fan is indifferent, Tu Sheng is in front of him, even in danger, he is still very calm at this moment, only spit out two words, saying: "Sad!"

"I am sad, but you are not much better. This is the holy flame of life, even if you escape from the forbidden land, you will burn your form and god, and die together!" Hortan yelled frantically.

"Unfortunately, you don't understand it until now, and die by yourself!" Ye Fan punched out, intertwined with the golden mansions, making all flesh and blood burning more violently, rushing in all directions.

At this moment, Ye Fan's white hair is like snow, his face is aging, standing in the barren ancient forbidden land, eroded by the years, and renowned by the holy fire. He is independent and earthly, and the gods are peaceful and peaceful .

"You ... what's going on?" Hortan finally found the anomaly, exasperated, and yelled.

"One gasification and three cleansings are equivalent to the real body, and how could I accompany you into the Jedi ..." Ye Fan's figure faded, the gods were indifferent, and extremely peaceful.

"That's ..." Hortan shouted angrily, looking away.

Outside the barren ancient forbidden land, another Ye Fan stood calmly, watching all this quietly, put away the majesty of all things, whip the whip, dark gold spear, a purple hunt, independent world, black hair scattered, eyes deep, Quietly watching here.

"Ah ... I'm not willing!" Hortan yelled, hating madness, but unable to return to heaven!

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