The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

After a crunch of bones, the Holy Son of Fluctlight flew out while spraying blood mist, and broke a huge stone pillar around the square to stabilize his body.

I saw Holy Son of Yaoguang stretch out his hand to cover his face that was beyond recognition, and a fear and violence coexisted between his blood-stained fingers.

The blood slowly dripped from his hands, dyeing the clothes of the Holy Son of Yaoguang red, and the body was shaking slightly.

Resentment and humiliation poured out from the heart of the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

He was actually blown away by Ye Fan's punch?

"It's impossible...it's impossible..."

He has always compared himself to Ji Haoyue, the divine body of Donghuang, and believes that he is also a figure standing on the shoulders of the geniuses of his generation, so he has always been disdainful of Li Rui, who coveted the status of his holy son.

Even if Ye Fan and Ji Haoyue fought on a par, and achieved the prestige 213 of the re-emergence of the ancient sacred body, the Holy Son of Yaoguang didn't care.

In his eyes, Ye Fan is just an existence like Ji Haoyue, and he will also be trampled under his feet in the future.Today, however, he was actually blown away by someone he despised.

His arrogant Dao Heart was shaken, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang was frightened and panicked. Since Ye Fan was able to defeat him, could Ji Haoyue also be able to do the same?

And that Ji Ziyue, and Xia Jiuyou, can they all defeat him?

"Impossible, I haven't lost yet..."

The Holy Son of Yaoguang, who had become insane, covered his blood-stained face with one hand, raised his head with anger and shouted.

His voice was shrill and cold, like a demon rising up from the Nine Serenities Hell, which made the cultivators a little stunned, and they all wondered if this was still the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Fluctuation?

The Holy Light turned into armor and condensed on the body of the Holy Son of the Yaoguang, and the anger rushed to the crown. In just a blink of an eye, the Holy Son of the Yaoguang rushed to Ye Fan, raised the palm covered by the Holy Light and patted Ye Fan's Tianling cover.

Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly raised his fists, which were lingering with Xuanhuang's mother's energy, and collided directly with the palm of the Holy Son of Yaoguang.

Shengguang was instantly scattered by the Xuanhuang Mother Qi, and the palm bones of the Holy Son of Yaoguang were also smashed into pieces. .

Chapter [-] is like an ant

"Well."

Even if the bones of the palm are broken, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, who has entered a state of madness, just groaned, retracted his hand and turned back, and the imitation emperor's dragon-shaped black golden tripod of the Holy Land of Yaoguang appeared on the head of the Holy Son of Yaoguang .

As soon as such a powerful tool appeared, it caused the heaven and earth to change in the ruins of the ancient city. All kinds of forbidden light appeared at once, and it seemed that they were disgusted with the appearance of the black golden cauldron with dragon pattern.

"My mother, my dear!"

"Wang Wang, we'll start after the boy Ye Fan beats him."

"Old Hei, great idea!"

Looking at the black golden cauldron with the dragon pattern, which was an imitation of the imperial utensil, the eyes of the big black dog and Duan De were as bright as light bulbs.

If it wasn't for seeing Ye Fan and the others fighting, the Black Emperor would have swung his tongue with his tongue drooping to take the dragon-marked black golden cauldron.

Hearing the unscrupulous and wicked plans of the two saints Hei Huang and Duan De, the Ji family on one side looked a little weird, and Ji Haoyue quietly put the imitation barren tower she took out into the sea of ​​misery.

Although the imitation dragon pattern black golden cauldron does not have the background of the real imperial weapon, it also contains the power of a blow from the extreme emperor soldiers, but if it is motivated by the holy son of the fluctuating light, it can only play a ten millionth. The power of one.

Even the power of one-ten-millionth of the Jade Emperor's soldiers is enough for everyone present to pay attention.

As long as Ye Fan did not succeed in slashing the Dao, he would definitely not be able to withstand this one-thousandth of the power.

"Are you crazy? Stop it!"

Yao Xi, the Holy Maiden of Fluctlight with a white silk scarf on her face, said anxiously. She did not expect that Ye Fan would be so powerful that she could threaten the Holy Son of Fluctlight to use the black golden cauldron with the dragon pattern.

If the current situation of riding a tiger, if it really turns into a battle of life and death, no matter who can win the Holy Son of Yaoguang or Ye Fan, it will be a huge disaster for the Holy Land of Yaoguang.

It's just that the Holy Son of Yaoguang didn't listen to anything at all. At this moment, he only had the idea of ​​defeating Ye Fan.

The world was trembling, and the entire ruins of the ancient city shook violently. The buildings of the ancient city that were already in disrepair even began to crack in a large area, unable to withstand the imperial power of the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron.

Rolling dark clouds shrouded the heads of Ye Fan and the Holy Son of Yaoguang. From time to time, robbery thunder flashed, and dragon roars came out.

With such changes in the world, even Ji Haoyue couldn't guarantee that he would be able to retreat. Looking at Ye Fan who had fought with him, Ji Haoyue's brows furrowed slightly.

Can you surprise me again?

The two streams of light emitted by the Xuanhuang Mother Qi lingering on his fists are full of auras that can overwhelm the world, and Ye Fan looked at the Holy Son of Yaoguang fearlessly.

He clenched his fists hard and let go again, and the space between the two fists was instantly clenched, showing the sky-defying power of Xuanhuang Mother Qi.

The physique of the ancient sacred body, coupled with the mysterious mother energy that can condense the great artifact of heaven and earth, but Ye Fan feels that this is not enough to stop it.

The golden sea of ​​bitterness spread out in all directions with Ye Fan as the center, and the blossoming golden lotus leaves opened in the bitter sea, swaying with the wind between heaven and earth, forming Ye Fan's own domain.

Everyone was stunned, could it be that Ye Fan actually planned to use his own body to counter the imperial technique impact of the dragon-patterned black golden cauldron in the hands of the Holy Son of Yaoguang?

"That's crazy too...々...."

"Does he think that the vision of the sea can stop the dragon pattern black golden cauldron? Even if it is an imitation imperial weapon, it is more powerful than the big forbidden weapon..."

Everyone was talking about it, thinking that Ye Fan would also use a magic weapon that was not inferior to the dragon-patterned black cauldron, but he didn't expect that he really planned to attack so bluntly.

If Ye Fan really succeeded, wouldn't it prove that the ancient Eucharist really rose from now on, re-proving the legend of the invincibility of the Eucharist?

"Beat me!"

The Holy Son of Yaoguang raised his hands high, revealing a bloody face, and a pair of blood-stained eyes glared at Ye Fan and shouted loudly.

hazy.