The heavens start from Liuyue City

Chapter 233 The Eighth Ancestor of the Ji Family: I'm Just Joking
"To deal with it, you can't use the power of space." Ji Haoyue knew in her heart that using the secret technique of the void would only help this little demon.

"A bright moon is born on the sea!" Ji Haoyue bloomed with the god Wang Baohui all over her body, a blue sea emerged, and the bright moon slowly rose.

Mingyue pressed forward, and he swiped his hands, evolving the trajectory of the avenue, the wind and thunder, lightning and thunder, like the lower realm of a god king, shaking the sky, terrifying.

Because Ji Haoyue was crushed by a small beast, some guests originally looked down upon him, but at this moment their hearts were shaken.

"The Divine King Body of the Ji family has already blazed its own path."

"Divine King Physique, Ancient Vision, Void Emperor Scripture, the combination of these three is truly terrifying."

Si Ming raised his head to the sky and howled, his whole body bursting out with the power to ward off evil like thunder.

The power to ward off evil was known as the power to destroy evil and the power of light in the original world, but its essence was devouring and purifying. It was only because it had been hostile to the demons that it was called the power to destroy evil.

At this moment, the power to ward off evil is like thousands of thunderbolts to meet the bright moon, and it actually decomposes and purifies the suppressed round of bright moon.

Not only that, Si Ming's whole body also spread a viscous devilish energy like thick ink. Under the devilish energy poured into his body, the evil body was strengthened again, and he directly slammed into Ji Haoyue.

boom!
One man and one beast clashed fiercely, and the extremely powerful air waves swayed in all directions. Various ripples appeared in the four directions of the sky, and the mountains below flew up like paper paste and collapsed in the air.

Dust and mist filled the sky, a man and a beast flew upside down from the dust at the same time, and rushed towards each other without saying a word.

Ji Haoyue has completely forgotten the identity of the opponent at this moment, completely immersed in the battle, hunting in purple clothes, dancing wildly with black hair, the ancient mirror shines in all directions, and shatters the sky, making the souls of everyone around tremble faintly, retreating again and again retreat.

Siming also aroused the fighting spirit in the blood, every evil royal family is extremely belligerent, only souls that kill heavily can suppress the ferocity in their blood.

Stimulated by the devilish energy, the killing in the soul gradually combined with the ferocity in the blood.

Everyone was shocked to find that the little beast was still very immature at the beginning, but as time went by, it faintly overwhelmed Ji Haoyue in aura, like a fierce army of hundreds of battles, fighting fiercely without fear of death, and its every move was perfect. Going to exchange injuries with Ji Haoyue is simply outrageously cruel.

Some female monks who were attracted by the cute appearance of the little evil spirit were so shocked that they couldn't speak at the moment. It was difficult for them to connect the ferocious monster like a demon god in front of them with the cute little demon before the war.

In the distance, Ye Fan came with a small bronze coffin on his back. It was quite strenuous, and every step he took could leave a footprint in the void.

He was already prepared to be ridiculed by others, but he didn't even see a person along the way, and the disciples of the Ji family who were welcoming guests were nowhere to be seen.

At this time, there was a sudden roar of thunder in front of him.

"Someone is fighting?" Ye Fan frowned slightly. Today is the day when he and Wang Teng will fight to the death. Logically speaking, no one should make trouble at this time.

"Unless someone pretends to be me!" Ye Fan's face darkened, and he subconsciously thought of some fat guy who had a criminal record of pretending to be him.

Thinking that Duan De's fat man might cause trouble in his face, Ye Fan's heavy steps became much faster.

Coming to a fairy mountain, Ye Fan finally saw the situation in front of him clearly.

Ji Haoyue was lying on the ground with disheveled clothes, her eyes glazed over, as if she had experienced a cruel and inhuman ravage.

A little beast happily jumped up and down on him, showing off its might.

The surrounding disciples of the Ji family were devastated and their morale was low.

Ye Fan, who came with the coffin in his back, looked blank, what is uncle doing?Are you performing any performance art?

No matter how he thought, he never thought that his uncle was defeated by a little monster.

"Si Ming, come back."

Hearing this voice, Si Ming instantly returned to Shen Ye's side. Ye Fan was surprised and delighted when he saw it. His hope of returning to Earth was all pinned on this boss.

"Brother Shen!"

Seeing Ye Fan completely ignoring her, the corner of Ji Haoyue's mouth twitched slightly with purple-black left eyes. Who did he suffer all this for?

Shen Ye nodded slightly: "Brother Ye, are you safe?"

Seeing Ye Fan's arrival, the elders of Ji's family, who were eager to expose the matter, hurriedly shook him off.

Soon, Ji Haoyue was carried away from the field, and everyone from the Wang family appeared.

Wang Teng's father, Wang Chengkun, sneered, "Little bastard, are you finally willing to come out and die?"

Ye Fan said indifferently: "Old dog, don't worry, I will beat you to death together with your puppy."

Wang Chengkun was anxious: "My son Wang Teng has the appearance of a great emperor, how can it be compared with a waste body like yours?"

Ye Fan sighed: "Don't you feel tired of my son and my son all day long? Or, you have a guilty conscience, so you deliberately emphasize that he is your son... Hey, so you are a successor?"

"You!" Wang Chengkun was furious. Although he didn't understand the meaning of "The Man Who Takes the Pot", the meaning in Ye Fan's tone couldn't be more obvious.

At this time, another member of the Wang family asked: "Ye Fan, what do you mean? It's disrespectful to the Ji family to come here with an ancient coffin on your back!"

"Young friend Ye, I also want to ask, why did you bring a coffin to the door of my Ji family?"

Ye Fan responded calmly: "This coffin is my weapon, why, your Ji family still restricts my weapon?"

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family shouted coldly: "It's nonsense, how can anyone use a coffin as a weapon?"

At this time, Shen Ye who was watching the show suddenly asked, "Brother Ye, can I borrow your weapon to watch?"

Ye Fan still trusts this brother Shen who has a mysterious background but has helped him a lot: "Of course."

Shen Ye took the copper coffin, caressed it carefully, and sighed after a while: "It is indeed perfect to use this coffin to forge the Zhenshi Copper Coffin, but unfortunately, my current cultivation level is still not enough."

The person buried in the copper coffin of the third generation is the first transcendent person in the heavens here. Even if the copper coffin suppresses most of the power, at least the quasi-emperor level is required to barely use it.

The eighth patriarch of the Ji family had long been displeased with the person who pushed his nose up. Seeing that Shen Ye seemed to be speaking for Ye Fan, he said in a strange tone, "What kind of bronze coffin is it? You should find it for me."

Shen Ye said indifferently: "I have indeed fought against a peerless strong man holding a copper coffin of the world. Although I can't call him to come, it is still possible to reflect my memory. Since you want to see it, let me You can see enough."

The next moment, Ying appeared in front of everyone with keel bones and wings on his back, scarlet fangs in his mouth, and a bronze coffin of Zhenshi in his hand.

Stepping on the black dragon, ignoring the world!
Although it was a phantom, the aura of the emperor still made all the strong people around feel a sense of worship.

Qi Fushui said in a trembling voice: "What a terrifying aura, is this the emperor of an alien planet?"

Nan Yao said in a deep voice: "Even the memory projection has such power, this person's body is definitely extremely powerful!"

Ying looked at the eighth patriarch of the Ji family coldly, his evil spirit was almost materialized, and he threw the copper coffin of Zhenshi in his hand at the eighth patriarch with the force of suppressing the world.

"Wait, I..." The eighth patriarch of the Ji family was sweating from behind, he was joking, how come there are people who use coffins as weapons?
After a coffin was put down, the body of the eighth patriarch of the Ji family instantly sprayed out a mist of blood, almost turning into a mummified corpse.

(End of this chapter)