Heaven rewards hard work in comprehensive martial arts

"Beidi is indeed worthy of his reputation. It's just a small test, but he has such power. Who can stop him today?"

"Such a terrifying secret technique is so scary that you don't even have a chance to avoid it!"

"The Holy Body is defeated. From now on, Beidi's name will be even more shining!"

Seeing that Ye Fan was exiled forever, those watching the battle were amazed.

"Tch, there's nothing these people can do except stand aside and be surprised."

Zhang Wei, who was eating melon, curled his lips.

"Senior Zhang Wei, is Ye Fan really okay?" Ji Ziyue asked anxiously.

"It's okay. He will be out soon. Just wait and feel at ease."

Zhang Wei signaled Ji Ziyue to feel at ease. His eyes saw through countless voids and saw Ye Fan's current situation. Nothing happened at all, and he was enlightening and would be out soon.

In the boundless chaotic sky, there is eternal darkness and coldness, which seems to have no end.

Ye Fan was floating here, unable to feel the passage of time. It seemed like millions of years had passed, and it seemed like an eternal moment. He was thinking hard about the way back.

Silent, cold, and dark, without any hope or direction, he sat alone on the ancient bronze coffin, drifting forever.

He seemed to be lost in an ancient universe and could never find his way back. Sitting on the copper coffin, he thought hard and asked his own heart, hoping that the concern in his heart would guide him to find his way back.

"The road I have walked, the Tao I have experienced, the laws I have felt..." He muttered to himself in his mind, constantly deducing, and gradually became quiet.

Finally, he asked again and again about his heart, and the path of Tao lingered around his body, and the source of his heart shone brightly, singing in unison at the same time, playing the sound of Tao in the eternal darkness.

"Yes, yes, Ye Fan did not disappoint me. A person with a firm heart will never give up no matter what kind of desperate situation he faces. He will always find a way to break the situation."

Zhang Wei from the outside saw this scene and nodded in praise.

"Senior Zhang Wei, is Ye Fan coming out?" Ji Ziyue asked quickly when she saw Zhang Wei like this.

"That's right, it won't take a while for him to break through the void and return again."

In Zhang Wei's eyes, Ye Fan's body was crystal clear, and a bright light rose in his heart, looming, guiding him in the direction. Ye Fan broke through the small dimensional space and began his long journey.

There is never an end, it breaks through the void one after another, and there is always no way back.

However, he did not give up. He sat cross-legged on the small copper coffin and silently recited an ancient sutra. It was only a few hundred words long, but it was as profound as a heavenly book and could not be fathomed.

It is the scripture that comes from the ancient bronze coffin. Although it only has a few hundred words, it is all more profound and terrifying than the imperial scriptures.

He has been studying it for these years, but he has never been able to fully understand it. It seems that it is not a method of practice, and he cannot understand it at all, but he can calm down and concentrate.

One word after another flew out, imprinting its mark on his heart, like a trickle, very gentle, nourishing his spirit and replenishing his body's essence.

Knowing his heart, knowing me, and knowing the way, the light in his heart became brighter, and he fell into a wonderful state of unity between the way and the self, guiding him forward. This was the unity of the self and the way, which could not be achieved on ordinary days.

But now he did it. It has to be said that Ye Fan is very talented in his cultivation. After ten years of hard work, he has the current strength, which can explain everything.

The lamp in my heart is always bright, I am the way, guiding the way back, breaking through the fog, walking through the endless void, and embarking on the return journey.

"Haha, it is indeed a scripture left by Emperor Huangtian. It is indeed extremely profound."

Zhang Wei opened his eyes wide and stared at the ancient texts surrounding Ye Fan. These were left by the Immortal Emperor and were much more profound and mysterious than his "Red Dust Immortal Sutra".

As he looked at these words, he felt vaguely enlightened, as if the Heaven-Shielding Technique was about to break through again.

……

"Hahahaha, my son Wang Teng is indeed the strongest of the younger generation. Whoever can compete with my son as the emperor in this life, my son will definitely become the emperor."

Seeing that the holy body that was killing everyone just now has been banished and sealed by his son's secret technique, and will never be able to return to the world.

Wang Chengkun was so satisfied with his ambitions that he was so proud of having a son.

He stood in front of the golden ancient chariot and looked at Ye Fan's old friends, full of contempt and ridicule, "He can't do the Holy Body, he is far behind my son!"

"boom!"

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the void suddenly shattered, and a copper coffin rushed out and hit him on the back. Half of his body turned into mud on the spot, and he flew backwards for an unknown distance.

"Ye Fan!" Ji Ziyue, who was crying, screamed and opened her beautiful eyes wide.

"Leaf!" Li Heishui, Pangbo and others also exclaimed.

"Hey, Ye Fan knows how to slap people in the face. He doesn't show up at any time, but waits for Wang Chengkun to say harsh words to show up. He really has mastered the essence of showing off."

Zhang Wei on the side chuckled.

Seeing Ye Fan's coffin really made him feel happy. That Wang Chengkun was a completely uncultured upstart and he should be slapped in the face.

"boom!"

At this moment, the black gourd in Ye Fanmei's heart beat, and the nine-colored divine fire shot out into the sky, completely submerging Wang Teng's golden ancient chariot.

"Ah..." Wang Teng's uncle Wang Chengyun was the first to bear the brunt and became a human-shaped torch on the spot.

Northern Emperor Wang Teng also screamed, half of his body was on fire, and he screamed miserably.

This scene stunned everyone!

"The Holy Body is actually so powerful!"

"The Holy Body actually broke the ancient Emperor's secret technique of chaos and eternal exile. How did he do it? This is unprecedented and unprecedented!"

At this time, those watching the battle began to murmur, this is the most powerful secret technique of the Luangu Emperor.

Looking at Ye Fan bathing in the nine-colored flames, they were all extremely shocked, "Is the "Sun Scripture" really so powerful?"

You must know that with these nine-color flames, even if Wang Teng was burned, he could only cut off his arm and cut off the flames on his body, but Ye Fan was bathed in it, comparable to the Lord of Fire in ancient times.

"The Sun Scripture is truly worthy of being the Mother Scripture of the human race. It can control all fires in the world!"

These people don't understand and think that these are the achievements of the "Sun Scripture".

But the nine-color holy flame on the ninth level of the Fire Realm is so terrifying that Ye Fan can't resist it even if he has the Sun Scripture.

The reason why he was able to bathe in this flame was all due to the Bodhi seed he received from the Great Thunder Sound Temple.

Bodhisattva can even resist the fire of karma and is the nemesis of all flames in the world.

The fire was like a sea, everywhere, as if the world was on fire. Nothing else could be seen, only the nine-color mist lingering.

It was extremely hot and far away. Many temples made of fine gold melted and evaporated completely, leaving nothing behind.

In the field, screams continued to sound.

"what……"

The three heroes of the Wang family, known as the three most powerful young men under Wang Teng, immediately became ashes. They only made a quick cry and disappeared forever.

Wang Chengkun's eyes turned black and he spit out a mouthful of blood. That was the elite genius that their Wang family had cultivated for countless years. It was the hope of their Wang family's future, and he died like this.

"what……"

Another sharp roar ended quickly and there was no sound at all. Wang Chengkun's brother, Wang Chengyun, a generation of mighty warriors with unparalleled fighting power, only persisted for a moment, and the human-shaped torch eventually turned into dust, with not even a single bone left.

"No!" Wang Chengkun felt so distressed that he wanted to die. These were all the secrets of his Wang family, and they were enough to break his bones.

He quickly looked at his son. His son could be said to be everything to the Wang family, so things were not as important as his son. Nothing could happen to Teng'er. However, what horrified him to death was that at this time, Wang Teng's whole body was wrapped in nine-color flames, and was burned black by the terrifying high temperature. His divine body could not stop it at all, and he was in danger.

"No!" Seeing this scene, Wang Chengkun's eyes darkened. He wished that this was all just a dream.

Although the nine-colored mist submerged Wang Teng's head, he was still not extinct, and was still roaring to resist the divine flames alone.

This is a powerful body with a hint of immortal divinity that many holy masters would be ashamed of!

Ye Fan was also awe-inspiring. Although Northern Emperor Wang Teng was a vicious enemy, he had to admit that he was really too powerful.

"Kill me to know the way!"

"Zhantian!"

"Zhan Dao!"

"Kill me!"

Wang Teng suddenly roared, and a golden soul rushed out of his head, manifesting into a god, and then turned into a Taoist sword, slashing down.

"puff"

He cut himself off, and his body turned into dust. A burst of fresh air rushed up. Under the protection of the Dao sword, he went up against the sky and reunited with his body. The treasure was solemn, like a god coming to the dust.

"What?! This kind of ancient magic has appeared again!" No one is not surprised. This is an amazing magic that is astonishing throughout the ages. It seizes the luck of the world and is immeasurable in ancient and modern times. It is the most terrifying magic.

According to legend, the Killing Wo Ming Dao Jue is related to the ruthless emperor. He shed his demonic body and gave birth to a new divine fetus, thereby resurrecting his life.

"This secret technique is interesting. It was indeed created by the empress whose talents are astounding throughout the ages." Zhang Wei's eyes lit up and he nodded in appreciation.

This secret technique seems to cut off all the negative things in the old body, making the newly transformed divine body more perfect.

"Haha, it's a pity that Wang Teng only obtained the incomplete secret technique and was unable to complete the true transformation." Zhang Wei laughed at the side.

"Ah!" As he expected, Wang Teng suddenly screamed, blood all over his body, and every inch of his skin was shattered, almost turning into a ball of meat.

"Wang Teng, please die!"

Ye Fan didn't want to give him another chance, and the murderous intent in his eyes was not concealed at all. Anyone who stood in his way would die. He rushed up, with a small black gourd in his eyebrows, swallowing the nine-color holy flame, covering the sky in an instant, and shrouding Wang Teng. .

"Self-exile!"

Wang Teng was horrified and quickly used the Chaotic Sky Secret Technique to banish himself into the endless void, escaping the blow.

"Wang Teng, don't you claim to have the appearance of an emperor? Why, do you want to be a coward?" Ye Fan taunted the void.

"Boom!"

The chaotic clouds flew away, the void opened, and Beidi rushed out. Although he was covered in blood, he stabilized his body and put himself in a state of prosperity.

"Do you really think that I, Beidi, shouted out in vain?" Wang Teng was really angry. Since he was born, he has been invincible, singing all the way, no one can rival him, but now his body has been destroyed.

"Nine Secrets..." He shouted loudly, and was about to display the Nine Secrets. At this time, he almost turned into a god, with a real dragon in his left eye and an immortal phoenix in his right eye.

"Baby please turn around!"

However, at this moment, Ye Fan raised the gourd and shouted.

A condensed ancient universe rushed out of the black gourd. Endless stars condensed and the star field flickered. The universe star field turned into a fairy sword and flew out.

"puff"

The speed was so fast that the fairy sword rushed past and chopped off Beidi's head in one fell swoop. It struck him several times and chopped it to pieces!

Everyone is dumbfounded, what's going on? Why did the reversal happen so quickly? Wang Teng was about to attack, but before he could take action in the future, he was killed.

"Hahahaha, it's really unexpected. I can see the immortal-killing flying knife from the mythical story here in Zhetian. Even I am a little surprised."

Zhang Wei was also surprised. He had forgotten the information about this gourd. If it hadn't been for Ye Fan's revelation, he really wouldn't have remembered that there was such a thing.

"Even your head was chopped into pieces. I don't believe you can survive." Ye Fan smashed Wang Teng's head into pieces, leaving him no chance.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the air. Wang Teng's head that had turned into paste healed quickly, and his body was transforming. His whole body was enveloped by a golden divine light, bathed in the holy light, like a phoenix reborn from the ashes. A sense of sacrosanctity.

"How could this happen? His head was chopped off. How could he still survive? Could it be that the soul escaped first?"

"This is impossible. It subverts common sense. Even if a person is strong, his soul will cease to exist and he will be removed from the world. Just now I clearly saw that his consciousness was shattered."

Everyone found it incredible and found it hard to believe that what was happening before them was real.

"Oh, messing with the ancient emperor's talisman? This thing is indeed magical. It can mess with time and bring Wang Teng's state back to the time when he was not injured. It's a bit interesting."

A ray of imperial power in Wang Tengmei's heart quickly made Zhang Wei recognize this object.

This Ancient Emperor Talisman can be said to be the resurrection armor in the game. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most powerful auxiliary item.

"Ye Fan, die for me, the secret of the past!" Wang Teng roared, and the terrifying secret technique directly enveloped Ye Fan.

In a disconnected time and space, a specific place of nothingness, Ye Fan found that his soul appeared in a void field, while his physical body and black gourd were in another field, completely separated, as if they existed in different time and space.

"Qian Zi Jue, one of the nine secrets, specializes in cultivating the soul, can peel off other people's soul, and forever ban the void space!"

"How to crack this secret technique?!" Everyone was horrified.

"Holy Body, what are you using to fight against me? The gap is just a gap, heretics can't make a difference!" Wang Teng roared, his black hair stood on end, and his soul came out, in the same time and space as Ye Fan's consciousness, attacking forward. Come.

"buzz"

Ye Fan was very calm, the ancient bronze coffin shook, and flew straight over, breaking through the confinement and entering this land of nothingness.

He recognized the little golden man in the sea and pushed hard, causing the copper coffin to rise to the sky and start rotating.

"Snapped"

"what……"

Wang Teng screamed, and the copper coffin was hit hard on his soul, and it suddenly shattered.

"Want to leave? You have no way!" Ye Fan shouted, used the word "bing" to activate the copper coffin, and hit him again.

"puff"

Beidi's unparalleled consciousness suddenly collapsed. The little golden man in Ye Fan's sea of ​​consciousness stretched out a hand and grabbed the Ancient Emperor Talisman with a "bang".

"Let's see what you can bring back to life!" Ye Fan broke through this strange time and space in an instant, his spiritual consciousness entered his body, and then he took a step forward and took the photo with the copper coffin in his hand.

"puff"

Wang Teng's body once again rotted into pulp, splashed out, and was completely out of shape.

"Haha, Wang Teng lost." Zhang Wei sneered.

Everyone present knew that Beidi had no hope of victory. He had a huge magical power, but he couldn't use it. He was restrained and might even die at the hands of the Holy Body!

Just when Ye Fan wanted to kill Wang Teng.

"How dare you act wildly in our Ji family!" the eighth ancestor of the Ji family scolded coldly.

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a great crisis. The copper coffin emitted a faint light, which offset the pressure. He stepped on the Xing Zi Jue and escaped thousands of feet among the electric flint flowers.

In the sky, a ray of holy light fell, and the place where he stood just now was suddenly destroyed, silently annihilated, and a kind of extreme pressure was overwhelming.

The ancient mirror of the void suppresses the Ji family's heritage and hangs in nothingness forever. (End of chapter)