Dragons and phoenixes roared together, white tigers roared into the sky, black turtles expanded into the sea, and the golden light was shining brightly. Wang Teng stood on the ancient chariot, unmoving and with deep eyes.
The corners of his lips moved slightly and he spoke a Taoist sound that resounded throughout the world.
"I don't want to do anything to you, Ye Fan, hand over the source of the mother energy of all things!"
Although the voice was not loud, it resounded in everyone's hearts and was very firm. This time he gave up on breaking through the barrier and traveled from Beiyuan to Donghuang, just to get the emperor's exclusive sacred object.
On the top of the sea of clouds, Ye Fan stared at Wang Teng, fearful in his heart, and thought to himself: "Is this the Beidi who is as famous as Daozhang Su? He is indeed well-deserved."
"Be careful, the opponent is Beiyuan Wang Teng. The opponent's attack just now is comparable to the powerful Xian Er!" Even the Black Emperor, who always had his eyes on him, looked at him sideways and spoke highly of Wang Teng.
This is the emperor's genius who appeared in Beidou at the end of the world. Everyone thinks that he can become an ancient saint, even with the appearance of a great emperor.
Ye Fan took a step forward, holding the purple jade divine gourd, and said, "Are you from the Wang family in Beiyuan?"
In front of him, Wang Teng was majestic and majestic. Heaven and man were united. With each breath, divine light flooded the heaven and earth, shrouded in infinite brilliance, like a great emperor coming from ancient times.
He didn't take action, his eyes were deep, and the stars were disillusioned. His expression was indifferent, without any expression. Everything in the outside world seemed insignificant, and it was difficult to move his fundamental heart.
Wang Teng said indifferently: "For the sake of the Peacock King, I advise you to hand over the Black and Yellow Source Root. You can't keep this kind of magical thing!"
If it weren't for the appearance of a current king in the Qinglian Dynasty, and the Peacock King was about to break through the Heavenly Pass, he would never have given Ye Fan this chance.
"Needless to say, we are destined to be enemies."
Ye Fan's eyes were clear, and he faced Wang Teng, who was in the seventh small realm of the first heaven of Xiantai, from the fifth heaven of Dao Palace, but he was not afraid at all, and there was a unique temperament in his words.
"You are not afraid to see my real body, how brave you are!" Wang Teng nodded slightly, admiring Ye Fan a little, but it was not an answer to Ye Fan's question.
Suddenly, a Taoist priest in Xuanyi flew out of the Wang family's chariot. He was majestic and his eyes were like daggers, cutting off Ye Fan's retreat.
This is a powerful immortal. There are five people beside him, all of them are half-step powerful. It can be said that the strength is extremely powerful, enough to destroy a monk of Ye Fan's level.
Wang Chengfeng said in a deep voice: "Teng'er, why bother talking to him? The divine object is right in front of you. This kid wants to waste time."
As soon as he finished speaking, he threw out a beam of purple light filled with chaotic energy.
This is a purple electric hammer that has stepped into the holy level. As soon as it appears, it bursts out with breathtaking holy power, like thousands of magic mountains attacking, suppressing the nine heavens and ten earth, it is unstoppable.
Under the pressure of the Holy Power, Ye Fan burst out with divine power. In an instant, golden blood soared into the sky, and a golden Tiange flew out. This was also a divine weapon of the Holy Way.
Unlike the purple electric hammer with dense cracks, Jin Ge was well preserved. Only a sword mark appeared on the body of the Ge, which was close to cutting it off.
"This is... the legendary holy weapon?" Wang Chengfeng's eyes narrowed, and the murderous intention in his heart became more intense.
As long as the Holy Body is killed, the Wang family will be able to obtain the source of the mother energy of all things and a holy weapon. Even if the Peacock King becomes a Taoist slayer and comes to question him, his life will be worth one life at most.
This was his plan when he left Beiyuan!
"This time we must obtain the Xuanhuang Origin Root for Teng'er. Our Wang family will have a great emperor in the future!"
With this thought in mind, Wang Chengfeng's eyes flashed, and the vast mana from the second heaven of Sendai poured out. He activated the purple electric hammer with all his strength and struck a holy blow, hoping to complete the battle.
The tall man on the golden chariot moved his lips slightly, wanting to say something, but finally remained silent, but the disillusionment of the stars in his eyes accelerated much faster.
Ye Fan was appreciated by the Peacock King and was killed for unknown reasons. When the Peacock King steps into the third heaven of Xiantai, he will most likely hold the world accountable.
Now that the saint has not come out, the King of Killing Dao is enough to overwhelm the world, and the Wang family will have to bow to the point of his sword.
It is for this reason that all the major forces did not dare to kill Ye Fan. Only the Sendai Grand Sects in the Northern Territory did not know the reason and tried their best to kill Ye Fan.
The dazzling lightning burst out, shattering the sea of clouds and turning into thousands of electric rays. Each ray was enough to kill the Dragon Transformation cultivator. Thousands of divine thunders danced together, and even the Holy Lord did not dare to intercept them.
Under the thunderstorm, Ye Fan's eyes turned cold, his right arm shook, and pieces of light rain flew out, like white feathers, with a beautiful purple light in it.
He sacrificed the purple jade divine gourd, recited the magic formula, and released the restraints of the forbidden weapon.
With the sound of wind and thunder, Zi Gourd trembled violently, and the divine veins on his body seemed to have revived, bursting out with astonishing light.
"Boom!"
With the sound of the jade cracking, a divine pattern on the gourd body was wiped out, and two deep cracks appeared on the purple jade divine gourd, which was shocking.
The chaotic energy in the gourd gathered into a wisp of sword light, which flew out from the Yin and Yang Dao Seal, creating a sad and beautiful brilliance that shattered the thunderstorm in an instant. The power of the sword light did not diminish, and it slashed towards Wang Chengfeng, who was in charge of the holy weapon.
"puff!"
The divine sword chopped off Wang Chengfeng's head in one fell swoop, killing his soul. It rushed past him so fast that he had no time to react.
"Huh!"
Ye Fan was surprised and saw a flash of light in the distance. Wang Chengfeng was reorganizing in pain, and his body was about to appear again. There was a magic talisman between his eyebrows, flowing and brilliant.
In the distance, the elders of the Shaking Light Holy Land also stared at the magical talisman. It was less than an inch long and was made of real gold. It flowed with divine brilliance, had an ancient charm, and was covered with Taoist patterns.
The nine-turn magic talisman was made through the sacrifice of the only great emperor in the Northern Plains, the Luangu Emperor. It can be a substitute for one's own death. It has the magic of overcoming the creation of heaven and earth and is a sacred object for body protection.
Wang Chengfeng recovered quickly, endured the severe pain in his body and soul, and smiled sadly at Ye Fan: "Holy Body, I want to see how many times your forbidden weapon can be used!"
Wang Chengfeng then recalled the purple electric hammer that had fallen into the mountain and struck another holy blow.
Seeing that the other party was so brave and not afraid of death, Ye Fan's heart sank. This time he was in a desperate situation. He did not recognize the nine-turn magic talisman, but he guessed the effect of the talisman by looking at Wang Chengfeng's state.
In addition, this time, the Purple Jade Divine Jade has been used twice. Although the forbidden weapon is extremely powerful, it cannot last long. The opponent has a death talisman.
The Black Emperor was carving out a new void formation. It also felt the crisis, and with a green face, it took out a piece of divine jade. This was the divine jade pendant that Su Yu gave him.
The big black dog crushed the sacred jade and wailed: "Damn it, Mr. Ye, I've suffered a huge loss this time. If he were in Zishan, he wouldn't be able to do anything to us even if he brought out the Jidao Emperor's weapons!"
"Stop complaining, I'll try to see if I can kill Wang Teng!"
Ye Fan was fearless, with a golden sword on his head and a purple jade divine gourd in his hand, flying towards Wang Teng.
Since he had the intention to kill him, he would not show mercy. This time he wanted to directly kill the young master of the Wang family.
Seeing Ye Fan flying towards him with the Saint's Forbidden Weapon, Wang Teng escaped and disappeared into the void, leaving an incarnation of his spiritual thoughts on the spot. Then the golden chariot moved, crushed through the sky, and rushed towards Ye Fan. , Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts transformed into his hands and pressed the dragon seal, suppressing it like the emperor of heaven subjugating demons.
"boom!"
With strong energy and terrifying fluctuations, like a field of stars falling down, Wang Teng shot out ninety-nine and eighty-one real dragons at once.
The dragon's roar moved the fields, shaking the mountains and the earth, resounding throughout the universe and deafening. Each of the eighty-one heavenly dragons was like an eternal god, powerful and terrifying, and could definitely kill the two powerful immortals.
Ye Fan formed a seal with his hands and performed the Divine Source Technique, turning a hundred thousand kilograms of source into the essence of heaven and earth and injecting it into the holy weapon.
"boom!"
There was a sound of gold and stone colliding, the holy soldiers floated up and down, and flew towards the real dragon. When the war sword was waved, it had the potential to overturn the world. The golden rainbow directly shook the eighty-one heavenly dragons. There were bursts of wind and thunder, and the sound was endless. Killing all the real dragon phantoms in one fell swoop, beating a team of Wang family chariots into blood mist, leaving corpses and bones everywhere, making Wang Chengfeng's eyes split open.
Ye Fan's hair was disheveled and he shouted: "If you want to kill me, you have to pay the price!"
The war sword struck the golden chariot and could no longer move forward. This ancient chariot was a sealed and handed down holy weapon. Although it could not exert its peerless holy power, its essence was immortal.
Wang Teng walked out of the crack in the void, and the golden chariot flew back and carried him on it. He was like an ancient god and demon, unmoving, with golden brilliance all over his body.
Even though his clan members died, Wang Teng still had a calm expression and said nothing. True dragons, divine phoenixes, white tigers, and black basalts surrounded him, and thousands of rays of light guarded the central emperor.
"Qiang!"
The clouds dissipated, and a figure flew out as fast as lightning. Wang Chengfeng activated his spiritual incarnation and activated the purple electric hammer in the sky again, trying to force Ye Fan to use the purple jade divine gourd again.
"Buzz!"
Ye Fan roared angrily, activated the holy soldiers with Yuantian Divine Technique, and killed the opponent's incarnation. Then he followed Tianxuan's footwork, like a thunder, flying towards Wang Chengfeng's body, activated the Purple Jade Divine Gourd again, and struck out A blow from the saint.
The powerful Wang family was horrified. They did not expect Ye Fan's speed. The sword light flashed past. No matter how Wang Chengfeng avoided it, he could not avoid it even if he was submerged in the void.
The sword light was like gangrene attached to the bone, followed closely, and with a scream, the chaotic sword light directly killed Wang Chengfeng's body and soul, cutting him into a pile of blood and mud.
In the sword light field, Ye Fan took the purple electric hammer that fell from the sky into his hands, and then suppressed it in Jin Ge.
On his head was the holy war sword, golden blood filled the sky, and his black hair was scattered, like a demon, killing the Wang family's men.
The other party had calculated everything except Yuantian Divine Technique.
The Black Emperor followed Ye Fan step by step, still carving Dao patterns, and the big black dog shouted: "This time the ancient family will be killed in blood, the Emperor of Japan will come to Beiyuan in person, and he will definitely destroy the Wang family!"
"I want to see how many Origin Stones you have!"
Wang Chengfeng was reborn, looking at Ye Fan with gritted teeth, and took over an incomplete holy tower from the tribe. This time he learned the lesson from the last time, like a Taoist master, dragging Ye Fan from a distance, Use the power of spiritual thoughts to activate the holy tower.
The Huanggu family has a profound foundation, and Wang Teng has been inherited by the Luangu Emperor. His status in the Wang family is extremely high, and he can use all the foundation if necessary.
This time, Ye Fan was at his wits end. He was deliberately guarded by the opponent and was unable to get close at all, so he was forced to use the forbidden weapon again.
The chaotic sword energy was flowing freely, Wang Chengfeng let out a scream, his soul was cut off, and his body turned into blood mist. The purple jade divine gourd in Ye Fan's hand was also full of cracks and was about to break.
After three breaths, a magical talisman shone with light, and Wang Chengfeng was resurrected again. He was killed many times by the sword light of the holy way. His face was extremely pale, his true spirit was dim, and his combat power dropped, but he saw the purple jade that was about to break. God, he said with a ferocious smile: "Destroyed body, I will suppress your soul in the cold pool for a thousand years!"
He fit into the void again, submerged into the sky, and used his divine power to activate the copper holy tower, trying to destroy Ye Fan's forbidden weapon of the saint.
At this time, the Black Emperor finally carved the space array pattern. Ye Fan took back the purple jade divine gourd, stepped onto the Xuanyu Platform, broke through the void and crossed over.
Just when the two were about to leave, Wang Teng, who was hidden in the void, moved.
"Keng!"
Suddenly, Wang Teng slowly pulled out a golden holy sword from his back. Every inch it appeared, tens of thousands of rays of holy light burst out, making it dazzling.
At this time, there was a vast sea of power rushing in all directions. The monks in the Shaking Light Holy Land in the distance couldn't help but retreat, feeling an unparalleled powerful fighting spirit.
This is a terrifying thought of being the only one who cares about me, as if I want to take charge of the entire world, and everything is in the palm of my hand.
An extremely cold aura filled the air, and every time the red gold Heavenly Emperor Sword rose an inch, tens of thousands of divine powers would rush out, causing the mountains in the distance to collapse.
This was not transformed by spiritual thoughts, but a golden holy sword. Finally, with a loud clang, it appeared in Wang Teng's hands. He stood on the ancient chariot and slashed out a sword light.
Everything happened in just a blink of an eye. Ye Fan had no time to react and could only watch the Xuanyu Platform explode.
At this time, Wang Chengfeng's hair stood up, and like a madman, he activated the copper holy tower and struck a holy blow. In an instant, the holy power filled the mountains, and a beam of magnificent purple light shot out of the sky.
"Bang!"
As dusk was about to set, and the silver moon gradually rose, a purple jade gourd exploded, and thousands of fragments shot out, entwined with dots of brilliance, as gorgeous as stars.
The last chaotic sword light shot out of the sky, inspiring endless brilliant sword energy. The light reached the sky and stretched across the heaven and earth, making this area even more blazing and intense.
This time, Ye Fan took the initiative to break the forbidden weapon, turning this place into a desperate place, blocking all void crossings, and then put the Black Emperor into the Jade Purity Bottle, and followed Tianxuan's steps to escape into the distance.
However, Wang Teng rushed into the realm of sword energy on a golden chariot. No matter how thousands of sword energy roared around him, he could not break through the protection of the golden chariot.
Seeing the chariot chasing behind him, Ye Fan showed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes, and a simple jade pendant appeared in his sleeve. This was a life-saving thing given to him by the saint of the Jiang family. There was a distraction in it, which was enough to save his life.
Wang Teng stood on the golden ancient chariot, with dragons and phoenixes singing in harmony, white tigers roaring in the sky, and black turtles stretching into the sea. The golden light was shining brightly, just like the ancient emperor surveying the sky, and he caught up with Ye Fan in one breath.
This time, he didn't say anything more and just slapped it with one palm. He was very domineering and wanted to catch Ye Fan in his hands.
The powerful hand covered the sky and the earth, and there were nine real dragons wrapped around it. The dragon's energy roared and hit Ye Fan with an unstoppable force.
Just when Ye Fan wanted to sacrifice the jade pendant, a gap opened in the void, and a finger of chaos burst out of the air. Chaos energy overflowed, huge and boundless, covering the area, and rumbled down, like a support. The pillar of heaven fell.
This chaotic finger fell, and the big hand that covered the sky flew away. A Taoist priest wearing a purple and gold Taoist robe walked out. Su Yu's eyes were calm, and there seemed to be the shadow of the changes of the years in his eyes.
His whole body was exuding divine light, surrounded by auspicious clouds. He stepped on the sky, step by step, and arrived above the sea of clouds.
Under the laws of time, Wang Teng's nine true dragons, nine divine phoenixes, nine white tigers, and nine-headed Xuanwu all turned into light mist and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Wang Teng's eyes were sharp, standing on the golden ancient chariot, holding the Emperor's golden sword in his hand. There was no emotion or anger on his face, and he said indifferently: "Do you want to be my enemy, Fellow Daoist Cao?"
Chapter 308 Nine Turns Talisman [Two in One]
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