Great Heaven Sovereign

A number?

Everyone in the void was confused by Yang Fan's sentence and looked puzzled.

Even the five regions of heaven and earth, no one knows what Yang Fan means.

Including Hou buchen and other people familiar with him, they don't understand what Yang Fan means.

Even in the imperial city of the eastern continent, the man in black robe with unpredictable origin looked puzzled at the moment.

"What the hell is this boy doing?" It occurred to him.

It can be said that no one can guess what Yang Fan's sentence means at the moment.

"What is he talking about? Counting? What counting?"

"I guess it's crazy. I wanted to pretend to be forced, but I didn't want to report that I was forced to this job. Maybe I was in a hurry and fell into madness."

"Pathetic, pathetic. It's just the realm of Shendan. Ye Shenren is really generous. Give him this opportunity and ask me to kill him directly..."

In the five domains, countless voices broke out in an instant, but they all despised Yang Fan.

Some people even think that Yang Fan must be crazy now to say such words.

Therefore, at this time, all the people turned their attention to Yang Fan, with contempt and ridicule in their eyes, as if they were waiting for Yang Fan to make a fool of himself.

At this time, Yang Fan suddenly said:

"I'll just say a number. In a quarter of an hour, thousands of dead souls will die." Yang Fan nodded gently and his body was straight, as if he stood in the void, the sky and the earth, and dared not bully.

"This is... Will? But what will be so terrible?" At this time, people in Foshan felt the supreme will emanating from Yang Fan. As if they had insight into some unknown power, they all felt a shock in their hearts.

Naturally, they don't know that the will shown by Yang Fan at this time is the integration of multiple wills.

Unparalleled war intention, true magic intention, and Buddha's mind that the Buddha Lord thought to stay in the sea of knowledge.

Of course, there is also a kind of cold that appears on him.

This cold is the blood essence of the ghost emperor Zhang Shifang.

This blood essence has been integrated into Yang Fan himself, and this power is also a bottom card of Yang Fan.

At this moment, whether ye Longcheng and wanjichong or ye Chengkong, their faces coagulated in an instant, and an unprecedented feeling appeared in their hearts.

"How could it be? How could he have such a terrible will?" Wan jichong took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Damn it, what's the origin of this son? It's clearly just the realm of divine elixir, but the will of martial arts has entered the third level, and his will of martial arts is not general, which makes me feel my heart tremble." Ye Longcheng said.

The third level of martial arts will is not empty, and it is absolutely impossible to achieve it.

This is the eternal truth.

But Yang Fan has now broken. He has not only reached this level of martial will, but also achieved an unimaginable degree in this regard.

"Even if it's reached, what can it be? Cultivation is the standard to measure everything. What's the difference between the realm of divine pill and waste? I watched him, how could I die here this time." Ye Chengkong said ruthlessly, let him admit Yang Fanqiang?

It's impossible.

His arrogance did not allow him to say such words.

What's more, he has bet with Yang Fan, and it is impossible to compliment Yang Fan at this time.

However, no matter how they react, they don't care about Yang Fan at all.

At the moment, Yang Fan's ghost eyes opened, and all the dead spirits in his eyes had nowhere to hide.

"Yang Fan, let's go first." At this time, the Buddha stepped forward.

They know that Yang Fan has means, but now they can't just let Yang Fan fight alone. Especially before Yang Fan also spoke for them in Foshan. In this case, they are even less likely to sit and wait to die.

But his voice fell, but Yang Fan didn't respond at all.

"Yang Fan?" Xinzong Buddha asked.

But there was still no response.

Unable to help it, several people looked at each other.

They all feel that Yang Fan's current state is extremely abnormal.

Xinzong Buddha stepped forward and wanted to get close to Yang Fan.

But it was this step that made his face suddenly change.

"How is this possible? This... What is this?" He trembled in his heart and looked down at Foshan with horror in his eyes.

Even his cultivation and Dharma attainments can't keep calm at the moment.

He felt that at that moment, if he hadn't retreated in time, he might even be directly under that power, his body and mind would be broken and his cultivation would be wasted.

"What's the matter?" Suddenly, someone asked.

They simply can't imagine what existence can make a Buddha show such an expression.

"Great terror, a great terror is about to climb out from below. The previous dead spirit is just a temptation to speak, and the real power has never erupted." Xinzong Buddha said in horror.

He looked at Yang Fan in surprise. He had a feeling.

All this seems to have something to do with Yang Fan.

This step withdrew, and his eyes returned to normal. But this step is like the dark light of life and death.

One step forward is hell.

The Zen Buddha and the esoteric Buddha were puzzled. It seemed that they couldn't believe what Master Xin said at this time. Tentatively, they took a step.

But just for a moment, their faces suddenly changed.

Go straight back.

His face was covered with cold sweat, as if he had seen hell.

"No, we can't face this power anymore. But... What about Yang Fan?"

The tantric Buddha suddenly opened his mouth.

"There's no way. Now we can only hope that the means left by the Buddha is enough to suppress these existence. Otherwise, don't say Yang Fan, even heaven and earth will become ghost land." Said the Zen Buddha.

He spoke now, his face still with a palpitation.

It's no exaggeration to say that if they didn't have strong cultivation, there would be absolutely no possibility of returning if they took that step just now.

If you change to Foshan venerable, I'm afraid that in an instant, you will be disturbed by that power, and even become a puppet of the dead.

It is precisely because of this that they feel powerless and say that the things here are no longer their power to resist such words.

On the other side, ye Longcheng had a sneer on his face.

He thought that the words of Buddhists were just making excuses to attack their Ye family.

"What are you talking about? Do you want to deny what we Ye family did before? It's ridiculous. I want to see what changes have taken place in Foshan." Ye Longcheng sneered.

Immediately a confident look.

Step out.

"Hahaha, there's nothing? I knew you were talking nonsense." Ye Longcheng laughed and thought he had uncovered the secret of Foshan. He was proud.

But right now.

An unprecedented sense of crisis erupted directly.

His face changed in an instant.

In a flash, he suddenly looked down:

"No!"

Then a roar of shock erupted from his mouth.

I saw that under the endless Foshan, one by one had derived bleeding flesh, covered with barbs, white bones turned into long winged dead spirits, rushed to the void and grabbed his feet in his hands.

What is more frightening is that in front of this force, he is as strong as him and has no resistance at all.

A pair of dead bones directly penetrated his physical defense and embedded in his flesh and blood.

"No, how could this happen? What is this? Get out of here!" He screamed, trying to get rid of the dead.

It's just a pity. It's totally useless.

The power of the dead spirit has been so strong that he can't suppress it. Even now he can't burst out his own power, so don't control it directly.

"Help me, help me!" He screamed wildly.

On the whole void, at this moment, because of his voice, it became extremely terrible.