Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

Suddenly, Ye Fan felt a murderous aura coming from above his head.

Before he had time to think about it, the sword pointed to the sky, and the Sword of Immortal Execution soared into the sky, piercing through the black mist and opening up a passage.

"Pfft!"

Only the sound came from the void, but no blood was spilled, and the phantom of Emperor Jun reappeared.

However, Dijun Xuying's chest was pierced, and the violent sword energy remained in the wound, which was difficult to heal.

Zhu Xianjian turned back again, and shuttled back and forth towards Di Jun's phantom.

In the blink of an eye, there have been thousands of attacks.

Dijun phantom turned into a huge golden crow phantom, but his body was covered with cracks.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the golden crow phantom exploded like fireworks and exploded.

The golden fire rain was floating all over the sky. Seeing this, Ye Fan used his skills to devour the golden fire rain all over the sky.

The golden fire rain is the remnant soul of Emperor Jun, which contains strands of the original power of the Golden Crow.

He is the future body of Emperor Jun, devouring the original power of the Golden Crow, naturally he did not encounter backlash.

Ye Fan, who had used the ancient sun scriptures to cultivate the golden crow's blood, now smelted the original power of the golden crow, and his body also transformed.

As the future body of Emperor Jun, along with these small amounts of Golden Crow's original power, he was devoured by him.

He immediately activated the Golden Crow's bloodline, awakening part of Di Jun's training memory.

In those memories, there are the exercises and supernatural powers that Di Jun practiced, as well as Di Jun's experience in cultivation, and his knowledge of the Dao.

After about an incense stick of time passed, Ye Fan just slowly opened his eyes.

Di Jun partly practiced memory, and the information was too vast to be digested in a short period of time. He needed time to absorb it slowly.

However, he didn't plan to practice directly in Dijun's way.

After all, what they practice is fundamentally different.

Ye Fan went from the chaff to the chaff, absorbing the experience summed up by Di Jun's practice, and avoiding possible stubble in practice.

Dijun's current results prove that although its path is strong, it will eventually fail, and it is not invincible.

Ye Fan has his own plans and his own way to go.

He needs to take martial arts to the extreme, open up the way of a great saint through martial arts, and avoid the way of heaven.

Chapter 1422 Your own way, you have lost sight of it!

Even if the Dao is dormant today, it will recover sooner or later.

Taking ten thousand steps back, if today's Dao fights with today's court, even if both lose, the heaven will be destroyed and the heaven will collapse.

But sooner or later a new Heavenly Dao will be born, as long as he lives in this universe, he will be bound by the Heavenly Dao.

Only by becoming a sage of the Dao can one escape from the shackles of heaven.

Even, if there is a chance, Ye Fan also wants to surpass the way of heaven and control this universe.

When he can do this, the people he cares about will last forever, and the things he cares about will always exist.

Unless the universe collapses, restart reincarnation!

One of Dijun's one hundred and eight remnant souls completely disappeared, and the black mist in this space disappeared with the wind.

In sight, it is a small farm house.

The small courtyard is full of simplicity, with a few thatched huts and a few fruit trees planted inside the fence.

The pink crabapple blossoms are in full bloom, and the snow-white pear blossoms drift with the wind.

Under the shade of a tree, an old yellow dog lay lazily in the shade to enjoy the shade, with several wooden chairs and a wooden table beside him.

The kitchen was full of smoke, and the old woman in an apron was cooking.

The white-haired old man slowly cleaned the fallen flowers with a bamboo broom.

Jiang Baiyue squatted under the fruit tree with a huge canopy and dense leaves, staring at the ant nest with fascination.

Suddenly, she seemed to feel something, and she looked up with a surprised look.

"Why did you and the old man with the white beard suddenly disappear and then reappear?"

Jiang Baiyue was a little surprised, her big beautiful eyes flickered.

The corner of Ye Fan's mouth twitched, who disappeared suddenly, don't you have any idea?

This is naturally a slander, it is impossible for him to argue with a simple little girl.

Looking past Jiang Baiyue, she landed on one of the wooden chairs, on which sat an octogenarian.

The old man was wearing an imperial robe, except that he lacked the imperial crown. He was full of silver hair and split the mountain at will. He looked at Ye Fan with a serene smile on his cloudy eyes, which were accustomed to the vicissitudes of life.

"Di Jun!"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, his voice was gentle, neither sad nor happy.