Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

In an instant, Ye Fan was like a swimming dragon, flying into the sky with a shocking rainbow light.

He pinched the Yin Jue with both hands on his chest, stepped on colorful lotus flowers, and placed a yin-yang and five-element cauldron on his head.

Surrounding the avenue are golden lotuses in full bloom, densely rooted in the void.

Afterwards, the congenital gossip method condenses to release the endless power of Yin-Yang and Five Elements.

Rumble!

The battle ax struck with the power of opening the sky, and fell apart under Ye Fan's fist.

Fist like yin and yang and five elements, forcibly shaking the quasi-holy artifact, and after shattering the quasi-holy artifact, blasted towards the young master of Lishen Palace like a broken bamboo.

Chapter 2170 Tianjiao is the king, and he can kill it!

The young master of Lishen Palace was terrified, screaming and roaring, blending into Pan Gu's method.

It's a pity that he met Ye Fan, and even Pan Gu couldn't keep him.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dangdangdang!"

Ye Fan's fists were like raindrops, and they crazily fell on Pangu's Dharma Form.

Tens of thousands of punches in an instant, and millions of punches in a few breaths.

Pangu Faxiang was cracked inch by inch, and dense spider web-like cracks appeared.

At a certain moment, it exploded with a bang.

Ye Fan's fist was brazenly imprinted on the chest of the young master of Lishen Palace.

With a bang, the young master of Lishen Palace exploded, leaving no blood mist behind, and was blown away by the terrifying fist wind on the spot.

His soul desires to reshape his physical body, and Ye Fan will give him this opportunity.

A vortex emerged in the palm of his hand, grabbed him through the void, and swallowed him up, destroying both body and spirit.

At this moment, Ye Fan's breath increased a little, and joy flashed in his eyes.

Afterwards, Ye Fan opened his mouth and took a sharp inhale, swallowing all the fire dragons that came crashing into his stomach.

Swish!

In the flashing light, the phantom said, he appeared in front of the young master of the Sun God Palace.

Across the sky, vortices appeared all over his body, swallowing the true fire of the sun along the way, and when the young master of the Sun God Palace was still in a daze, he slapped him with the palm.

With a bang, the blood light shot up to the sky, beheading the king of gods.

By the way, he devoured the spirit of the young master of the Sun God Palace, and the vortex hummed, refining at a high speed, increasing Ye Fan's aura.

In the end, Ye Fan turned around and faced the "Jianmu" who was pressing across the air without blinking.

He punched in the air, crushed it across the air, and shook "Jianmu" hard.

Click!

"Jianmu" directly collided with Ye Fan's colorful fist, and a sonorous sound like a Honglu big bell suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

On the body of the young master of Mushen Palace, an extremely bright green light erupted.

The congenital Yi wood body was pushed to the extreme by him, however, his mouth, nose and eyes were bleeding.

"Jianmu" is even densely packed with cracks, as if a gust of wind blows, it will directly become debris.

Ye Fan looked indifferent, surrounded by colorful mist, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Click!

Boom!

The young master of Mushen Palace's body was full of fist strength, and the "Jianmu" burst directly from the "Jianmu".

Then came his body, under the fierce and domineering force, his whole body exploded and turned into blood mist.

When his spirit was about to use the Yin Jue to reshape his physical body.

Unexpectedly, his soul actually made a crackling sound, as if it was shattering.

Possessing a strong vitality, the young master of Mushen Palace has once again become the soul of the dead under Ye Fan's fist.

buzzing!

The vortex revolved crazily, devouring the spirit of the young master of Mushen Palace.

In the end, the world returned to clarity, and there was nothing else in the world, only Ye Fan stood proudly.

The three god kings, under the dazzle of everyone, became history in an instant, and disappeared without leaving a trace.

The wind blew, and his robes fluttered. Ye Fan stood there and looked at the heroes of the gods.

The aura of looking down on the world exploded in an instant.

The audience was silent and silent.

On the entire Qiongtai, everyone was silent, too shocked to speak.