Great Heaven Sovereign

The city is as silent as night, and the dropping of needles can be heard.

Everything is a sign of death and ruin, and even the air is filled with a kind of killing.

Yang Fan holds a long gun and takes it in the air!

Boom!

Pure and enough to split the sky, the killing intention spread.

Boom.

A loud noise suddenly burst into void.

Then, the city wall standing here for many years collapsed.

In the endless smoke flying, it became history and was eliminated under Yang Fan's shot.

The faces of countless people in the city turned gray in this moment.

The city wall, a symbol of a city, is also a gathering of their beliefs. Now it has collapsed, which indicates the collapse of their beliefs.

But Yang Fan's figure will not stay.

Amid the dust and waste, Yang Fan strolled through the void with a long gun.

"Once, you had a chance, but now you waste it. I said that when I entered this city, only the dead stood in front of me." Yang Fan's voice fell faintly from the void.

And this sentence also shows Yang Fan's determination.

That is to kill without amnesty!

In the next moment, Yang Fan's figure disappeared from the void and stabbed directly in a certain direction in the city.

"No!"

Then a scream broke out.

Then an unnamed body fell to the ground and fell on the long street of the city.

But this is just the beginning.

At the moment when this person's figure fell, Yang Fan's figure disappeared again. His figure is like a ghost, constantly changing in the void, moving from one direction to another between breathing.

But no sound broke out in the city.

Not even a scream.

But with the constant flickering of Yang Fan's figure, the smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

Finally, at a certain moment, Yang Fan's figure stopped in the middle of the long street.

The whole city finally began to burst into a terrible wail.

"God, the devil, he's the devil!"

"Madman, he's a madman. He's a devil. He's so bloodthirsty and cruel!"

"Come on, jump!"

Countless voices fell, full of despair. More sad people's tears and sobs began to burst out in every corner of the city.

At this moment, they are no longer afraid.

But the spirit trembles.

They know Yang Fan is terrible.

But I never thought that Yang Fan really dared such a cruel slaughter.

At the moment, they burst out with such a sound, but because behind Yang Fan, corpses fell directly from the void.

These thousands of people have far exceeded the number killed by Yang Fan outside the city.

Moreover, so many people are almost like lambs to be slaughtered in front of Yang Fan. As soon as Yang Fan passes, they will die.

Can't stop Yang Fan's footsteps at all.

Yang Hui is the God of killing in the battlefield, and now Yang Hui is the God of killing.

Therefore, at this moment, people have no choice. For a moment, crazy fled deeper.

But Yang Fan didn't stop it.

On the contrary, he is happy to see its success.

His goal is definitely not these passers-by. His goal is always only one, that is, the destruction of Yuejia, which is worth all these people.

Of course, the reason why Yang Fan stopped at this time was not that he was kind and deliberately gave these people a chance.

But he killed thousands of people in one breath, and their souls were not directly erased.

On the contrary, the spirits of these people seem to be haunted and follow Yang Fan's side. However, their state at this time was extremely strange, as if they were puppets without even a. Although they followed Yang Fan, they did not move at all.

"Ghost emperor, what's going on?" Doubts arose in Yang Fan's heart.

By his means, if you want to kill people, naturally all gods and souls will be destroyed, and this will not happen at all.

"Taoist Lord, don't worry. If I guess correctly, it should have something to do with the change of Taoist Lord's knowledge of the sea. This yellow spring knows the sea. It's very strange. Although I stand on the yellow spring, I can't use this power at all. At this time, with the Taoist Lord's killing, this yellow spring knows the sea and becomes uneasy. It seems that I am very eager for the souls of these people after they die." The ghost emperor said.

Yang Fan nodded and realized something.

However, Yang Fan was relieved to think that the yellow spring was related to the legendary and mysterious netherworld.

"What should we do now? Should we inject the spirits of these people into the yellow spring?" Yang Fan asked.

"Why not? Is there still benevolence and righteousness in the heart of the Taoist Lord?" The ghost emperor's face was full of Yin, and he couldn't see any expression at all, but he could still hear incredible from his tone.

Yang Fan was silent in an instant.

Although he was ruthless in killing and cutting, he was extinct at this time.

But at this time, I was asked by the ghost emperor.

He wants to destroy these people, even the annihilation of gods and souls. However, since people are dead and need to use their spirits to fill the yellow spring, Yang Fan feels that it is Tianhe again.

Seeing Yang Fan's hesitation at this time, the voice of the ghost emperor appeared again: "the Taoist master's heart is as firm as iron, but his heart adheres to nature, which is rare. But some people are not worthy of pity. The Taoist master is engaged in the invincible Road, and since they block the Taoist master's road, they are the enemies of the Taoist master. Why should we worry about the enemy?" The ghost emperor talked freely.

"The ghost emperor is right. The Taoist Lord has given them a chance. They don't cherish it and have no worries with the Taoist Lord." At this time, in the depths of the yellow spring, a Buddha light flickered, and the voice of Buddha Tibet fell again.

Yang Fan pondered slightly.

Whether it is the words of ghost emperor or Buddha Tibet, Yang Fan fell into meditation.

As if in silence, a line in my heart was stirred.

With the fluctuation of this line, Yang Fan's state of mind has also undergone earth shaking changes.

For a moment, Yang Fan's breath changed solemnly, cold as a knife.

"You're right. My way is invincible. Everything in front of me is an enemy. When I'm on my way, there's no amnesty for killing!" Yang Fan's voice was cold and sharp, like nine Yousha God, and his killing intention rushed up at night.

At the next moment, Yang Fan waved his big hand, and thousands of spirits were directly captured by him. Then his eyebrows twinkled and his ghost eyes opened.

Brush!

The light of the ghost's eyes flickered, as if they turned into ghosts.

These spirits controlled by Yang Fan were swallowed up without any resistance. In the twinkling of an eye, behind Yang Fan, don't clean up directly. There is no trace of their existence.

Yang Fan's mind also directly entered the sea and took a look. When he saw that these spirits were directly swallowed up by the yellow spring, he didn't care.

He didn't know what would happen after the yellow spring knew the sea and swallowed up these spirits.

But it is certain that no matter what changes, they will only make themselves stronger.

With this in mind, Yang Fan's mind returned to himself and his eyes locked in front of him again.

The next moment, he marched forward with his gun and walked step by step in the long deserted street.

But at this time, the people in the city had long been frightened by Yang Fan and had fled to the depths.

For a moment

Long street, lone shadow!

Cold gun, bloody!

see the scene which is dreadful to one 's mind!