Great Heaven Sovereign

In an instant, ye Longcheng was stagnant.

These dead spirits that made him helpless unexpectedly retreated one after another because of Yang Fan's words, just like meeting natural enemies and showing fear.

What a thriller is this?

What a terror?

Ye Longcheng has no idea how to describe his inner feelings, but what is certain is that Yang Fan is full of mystery in his heart at the moment.

"This... How on earth did you do it?" Ye Longcheng asked.

"Watch your identity." Yang Fan said casually.

Ye Longcheng's face darkened.

Soon there was a sigh.

This sigh, there are too many helpless. He knows that at this moment, in front of Yang Fan, he must put down his posture. The once supreme glory has nothing to do with him.

"Master... What are you doing?" After a moment of hesitation, he said.

Although his low attitude made him unacceptable, Yang Fan's horror shocked him even more. He saw the horror of these dead with his own eyes.

These are not the first and have no power. But after transformation, he has made a strong star gate feel powerless.

But this kind of power, in front of Yang Fan, dare not even fart.

That's terrible.

"Cultivate yourself first. Remember, your identity is a secret. Whether the Ye family is an enemy is not up to me or you. As for the title, you can call me childe later." Yang Fan said faintly.

He didn't answer Ye Longcheng's words.

Because this means has nothing to do with himself. This power is simply the breath of Zhang Shifang.

It can be seen how terrible Zhang Shifang was. Even this kind of dead soul who has died for countless times can have an instinctive fear of his breath.

But Yang Fan also knows that this breath can only frighten. But anyway, these dead will never give up. After smelling Zhang Shifang's breath, they began to become violent and devour each other, just to condense a stronger posture. It can be seen that they hate Zhang Shifang to the bone.

"Ah!"

Yang Fan sighed in her heart.

"Sure enough, causality is the heaviest thing. If you bear his fortune, you must solve the mess he left behind." Yang Fan had no choice but to think of it.

No, the current situation should be said to be a disaster.

Yang Fan also has no confidence in his heart.

But up to now, we can only do it with a stiff head.

The next moment, he turned around.

"True Buddha fingerprint!" Yang Fan shouted loudly.

This means, he has control.

If it is other martial arts, Yang Fan wants to completely control and master it, it may not be so simple. But this is different from the real Buddha's big handprint. This is the Buddha's direct preaching of Dharma. In addition, he has the real Buddha's blood. Naturally, there is no obstacle when he displays it, and it will come naturally.

At this time, outside the heavy fog.

Foshan and others, including ye Chengkong, Wan jichong, and even beyond the mirage, all eyes were attracted at this moment.

A huge palm rose out of thin air, holding the lotus in his hand, flashing golden light.

"This is..."

"This is the Buddha's palm. Does it mean that there are still supreme experts in Foshan? Now take action to resolve this robbery?"

"I'm afraid this power is really powerful."

What the mirage conveys, ordinary people simply can't see and perceive the power, but just from the rise and fall of the power, they have a fantasy.

But people in Foshan know.

Where are there any experts in Foshan at this time? The three mountain owners have gone to Zhongzhou to lead the forces Nouvelles in Foshan to avoid this robbery for the time being. And they are already the most powerful here.

Therefore, at the moment when the Buddha palm appeared, they had guessed that this power must be related to Yang Fan.

"This is the meaning of the true Buddha. The big handprint will appear again. It must be Yang Fan." The Supreme Master of Xinzong said with great affirmation.

"No wonder. It's no wonder that those who are favored by the Buddha, even us, can't burst out big handprints with true Buddha meaning." The Zen Buddha also sighed.

"It's really extraordinary. Although the power of this palm is only the power of entering the Stargate for the first time, the power of real Buddha, subduing demons and subduing demons, has a natural restraint against these dark forces, and may really create miracles." Said the tantric Buddha.

They know nothing about Yang Fan. The only thing they know is that Yang Fan has real Buddha blood and real Buddha thoughts, so they have an inexplicable identity with Yang Fan.

So when they saw the real Buddha's handprint in front of them, they instinctively thought that this was Yang Fan's bottom card.

What they don't know is that Yang Fan in the battle center has turned into the golden body of Buddhism.

Yang Fan is in charge of the pass, and the light of the real Buddha condenses in his hand. The great handprint of the real Buddha releases the supreme Buddha power, vast heaven and earth, and upright the world.

However, Yang Fan never fell.

Instead, it condenses the golden body of Buddhism.

"Buddha's golden body? True Buddha's meaning? Is this his bottom card?" Ye Longcheng looked at Yang Fan and his eyes were full of confusion.

But more suspicious.

This kind of power is really good, but Yang Fan's cultivation and realm have not reached that level, so he absolutely doesn't believe that he can push back the dead spirits of that level with one word.

Especially now, Yang Fan is attracted but not sent. It is clear that his strength has gathered, but he doesn't do it, which makes him feel surprised.

But Yang Fan naturally doesn't know his mind. Even Yang Fan doesn't care what he thinks at this time.

Yang Fan's face was gloomy. While thinking, he took out a piece of white bone from the storage ring.

Starting with white bones, Yang Fan felt a cold, direct invasion into the blood.

What's more terrible is that Yang Fan felt extremely heavy.

It's like this white bone has great strength. His strength is not enough to support him to pick it up.

"Hold the grass, what's the matter? Do you have to use the emperor's seal as soon as you come up?" Yang Fan frowned.

That's his card.

He can feel that there is still a real horror under Foshan. If it is exposed now, the other party will be on guard. If you don't face it directly, but choose to escape, you'll be in big trouble.

So what Yang Fan thinks of now is this white bone.

Yang Fan still clearly remembers that Zhang Shifang pushed back the owner of the sword marks that suppressed the chalk for countless years by relying on this white bone. So instinctively, he thought this white bone must be good.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Shifang could not even pick it up in his own hands.

Suddenly, also at this time, Yang Fan suddenly burst out a cold meaning, and evil spirits appeared on Yang Fan. In a flash, a scarlet color filled Yang Fan's body, as if Yang Fan was a man who killed the world at the moment.

Seeing this scene, even ye Longcheng's face changed color.

"What a terrible evil spirit? This kind of evil spirit seems to have slaughtered heaven and earth. What did Yang Fan... Do?" Ye Longcheng suddenly felt a sense of terror.

He can't see through!

Previously, he thought that Yang Fan was just a arrogant boy who had a good teacher and didn't have much ability. But what we see now directly breaks his cognition and subverts his vision.

Everything seems impossible.

But it happened,

It happened in front of him.

When he felt incredible in his heart, Yang Fan moved again in front of him.

With this boundless evil spirit sweeping, the white bones in Yang Fan's hands are also in Yang Fan's hands, slowly lifted up.