Great Heaven Sovereign

Yang Fan has seen it for a long time. Now these dead spirits are just the tip of the iceberg.

Although it seems to have blocked out the sun, it is really nothing for the total amount.

Moreover, the dead spirits that appear now are not powerful. Even the practitioners in the early stage of Dongxu can suppress them with all their strength.

"Yang Fan, aren't you going to do it?" At this time, the Zen Buddha suddenly said.

Based on his understanding of Yang Fan, is Yang Fan such a temper that can be suppressed?

It doesn't exist!

Yang Fan has always been a vengeful man. Since someone has ridden on his head, he can't tolerate it at all.

"Don't worry. Just watch him be arrogant for a while." Yang Fan understated.

He has no intention of shooting now.

Since ye Chengkong wants to be forced, Yang Fan will give him a chance.

"Yang Fan, I think the overall situation is the most important. After all, it is for the common people all over the world. We can guarantee that the Ye family will never move you today." Xinzong Buddha also said.

They have fought with these dead spirits. Naturally, they know that these dead spirits are powerful. Even if they were not based on the place where the Buddha preached, they would have died for the Buddha.

Therefore, they are also not optimistic about ye Chengkong. Although Ye Cheng controls the Ye family's Zhenzu artifact empty handed, in their view, the defeat is only a matter of time.

Plus now ye Chengkong is too arrogant. His original intention is to show himself. This also doomed his ending.

If he directly uses all means as soon as he makes a move, he may be able to kill the dead spirit by a large margin. But he was arrogant and felt that he was in control of the best Lingbao, so he was unscrupulous.

It is precisely because of this that they place their hope on Yang Fan.

But unexpectedly, Yang Fan's oil and salt did not enter. In a word, he choked them directly.

"Yang Fan, it seems that you still don't understand the current form. Now, ye Chengkong will have no reservations because of your reasons, so your pressure will be less." The tantric Buddha said.

Their hearts, after all, do not want to see Foshan fall.

"Need to know? His result is doomed. But I want to see what kind of expression he will have when he is haunted by the dead." Yang Fan said softly.

I don't care.

It seems that everything is in hand and clear in the heart.

Foshan people:

"Yang Fan, the overall situation is the most important. My Buddha is merciful. Since you have the power of the Buddha, you should uphold the will of the Buddha." The Zen Buddha continued, moving the Buddha out and trying to make Yang Fan step back.

"Senior, you seem to have a deep misunderstanding about me. I just got his power, but I'm not from Foshan. You Buddha mercy... That's your business." Yang Fan is still expressionless.

How could he not know what these people think.

Unfortunately, they don't know the power of these dead. If you count on the power of the Buddha, he won't know how to die at that time.

Although he is extremely confident in his own strength, he is not a rash person, but he also knows the truth of concealing his sin. Now if he makes a move, he will certainly become the target of public criticism and attract everyone's attention.

At that time, everyone knows that he is in control of the treasure, which is definitely not a good thing for him.

So it's impossible to let Yang Fan do it now.

He's waiting!

When all the dead erupt.

Blind everyone's eyes, and then do it yourself. Finally, people in Foshan prove to themselves that they use the power of Foshan, and everything can be perfectly explained at that time.

"You..."

For a moment, everyone's eyes at Yang Fan became a little bad.

They felt that Yang Fan had insulted Foshan.

But Yang Fan didn't care at all.

"Yang Fan, we are doing it for your own good. You should know that if the God of Ye family fails, you will face greater pressure." Said the blessed one of Xinzong.

He knows Yang Fan's temper and eats soft rather than hard. If you have to say something cruel, it will only backfire.

"Elder, don't worry. God man? It's just a joke. I'll solve what he can't do in an instant." Yang Fan said, his eyes relaxed and natural.

It seems that if such a sentence is said in his mouth, it will be fulfilled.

Foshan people:

Everyone was silent directly.

They thought ye Chengkong was arrogant enough before, but now it seems that compared with Yang Fan, there is no comparability at all.

Also in Yang Fan, only a few of them can hear the conversation between them now.

And all the people's eyes are fixed on ye Chengkong. No one cares about Yang Fan and others at all, so now the dialogue between them has not spread at all.

What else does the Buddha of Foshan want to say, but when it comes to his mouth, he can't say a word.

Yang Fan is so arrogant that oil and salt can't enter.

They suddenly felt that the Buddha chose Yang Fan... It was blind.

But none of them will say such words. Buddha is the belief in their hearts. If they have such thoughts, they will feel that they are blaspheming. If they say it, it will be unforgivable.

Just then, a startling roar suddenly appeared.

no

It should be howling!

The next moment, the figure of the endless dead climbed out from under the earth.

But Yang Fan's eyes changed at this moment.

Not only him, but also the people in Foshan were shocked.

"They... This is promotion?" The emperor Xinzong gave a shock and looked at him inconceivably.

In the previous World War I, the dead was the dead, a simple soul body. But now, they even gave birth to flesh and blood, just like creatures poured out by a pool of blood. At this moment, they gave birth to sharp claws and tusks. Their strength is infinite. They completely tear the ground and cross the void.

In the blink of an eye, one figure after another crawled out of the ground, rendering the whole void into a blood red color.

For a moment, horror and terror appeared on the faces of countless people all over the five regions.

Where have they seen this kind of terror? The monsters in the Shendan realm have reached the limit of their cognition. Now, for them, this horror picture is the evil spirit climbing out of hell, which makes them feel cold for a moment.

"Damn it, they must have swallowed the blood of my disciples in Foshan before they became like this. Hateful! Hateful!"

The blessed one opened his mouth and there was a killing intention in his eyes.

This is also their first time to kill these dead.

That's his disciples in Foshan. They died for Foshan. Unexpectedly, even their final dignity would be trampled on after they died. This is intolerable for them.

For a moment, their faces were filled with anger.

Yang Fan's heart is also very heavy.

If there is no such mutation, he is ready to wait.

But now he has the desire to do it.

But at this time, a figure suddenly rushed to the past.

It is ye Chengkong.

"A group of ghosts dare to roar in front of me. Do they think they live too long?" Ye Chengkong was proudly in the sky, holding a thunder gun and disdaining it.

This sentence also made Yang Fan, who was ready to take action, stop abruptly.

"Beautiful!"

Yang Fan said two words faintly.

At this moment, he really didn't know how to describe ye Chengkong.

These existence made him feel palpitations, but ye Chengkong was still arrogant and simply didn't know how to die.