Chapter 412: Continuous disconnection

After Ye Fanchong entered the four-pole secret realm, a congenital Taoist map fell down. It was grand and solemn, mysterious and complicated, and irresistible. He wanted to return it to its original form.

This has already gone beyond the scope of Heavenly Tribulation. It is not a thunder, not an electric awn, but an innate pattern of heaven and earth, which represents the will of the avenue.

The world does not recognize the Eucharist!

This is a desperate ending, how to resist in the world? It is impossible to transcend the world, as long as you live in the world, it is almost impossible to change anything.

Ye Fan was unwilling to fight the sky with his clothes, his white clothes were dyed with holy blood, his body resisted the innate, and even his black hair was about to burn. He was full of gold and struggling to fight.

The unparalleled King of God is also unyielding, with white hair like snow, sword eyebrows upright, heroic and terrifying, offering a fire from the Vulcan furnace to seal the sky, blocking the road map from landing, and to continue the open circuit for the holy body against the sky [Xian Ni].

Breaking this congenital map and destroying this congenital pattern, how easy is it to talk about? This is a tangible embodiment of the Tao, and now it can't stand side by side with the Eucharist.

\ "The world is irreversible, the avenue cannot be violated, the path of the Eucharist is broken, and no one can continue."

\ "An ancient sage has long been decided, who can violate the will of the world? Nothing can be changed"

The supreme figure of the immortal dynasty of Zhongzhou and the supreme leader of the hundreds of religions have all spoken one after another. It has been recorded in ancient books.

\ "Why is this happening, they have successfully broken through the barriers, but the world does n’t agree with it, how can it be?"

\ "Tian Dao ca n’t be violated, even if he goes up against the sky [Xiang Ni] for a while, he must be beaten down."

\ "It's a pity, after more than 100,000 years, someone finally broke the curse and didn't want to have such a tribulation at the last moment. There is no way ahead."

Everyone is talking about it, many monks are puzzled, people's expressions are different, some people sneer, some are gloating, some sigh, some feel regret.

Many great forces all breathed out a breath. In the future, if there is a great sacred body, the pressure on them will be too great, and now they can finally feel relieved, and many people show a meaningful look.

\ "This son is somewhat different from the previous holy bodies. In the past, when the holy land cultivated the holy body and entered the Dao Palace in the fifth heaven, it encountered a disaster and was blocked by the innate patterns."

\ "Unfortunately, at last it was impossible to break the curse, and it ended up empty."

At this time, Ye Fan did not retreat, only to fight!

He held the bodhi in his hands, angered and flying, raised his fists, and his golden fists interweave a pattern of traces, giving birth to a trace of the trace, against the patterns in the sky.

\ "Om!"

People can clearly see that the void is shaking like a rag, and it is almost torn apart under the shocking flesh of the Eucharist.

But the magnificent road map was not affected. It fell firmly and slowly, and the collapsed void collapsed the land around Ye Fan.

This is an invisible power, such as the galaxy falling, without holes, without breaking things, crushing all obstacles, and destroying any tangible qualities.

Is as strong as Ye Fan's flesh, and he is also rattling, wafting a strand of pale golden blood from the pores, and finally half of his body was stained red.

\"when!"

The tripod cast by the mother gas of all things, quaint and atmospheric, turned into dozens of feet high, like a mountain, shocking the heart, it hit the high sky, branding the virtual space.

The map of Da Tiandi intertwined slowly, as if it fell down with the whole piece of the sky dome, collided with Dading, undamaged and irresistible.

\ "Boom!"

The motherhood of all things fell. If it were not a sacred object between heaven and earth, it would have turned into powder, and only it could coexist with the world without being destroyed.

\ "Om!"

Vibrating from the Vulcan furnace, there is a pattern inside, which also has the charm of the road. It goes up against the sky [Xian Ni] and rushes to the sky to meet the road map.

\ "This is ... Great Emperor Formation!"

\ "Innate patterns under the imprint of the ancient emperor!"

Many monks exclaimed, all horrified.

The furnace of the gods was set in the void and stood still. Only the piece of the texture rushed up and quickly collided with Daotu.

\ "啵"

Came lightly, the congenital map trembles, the emperor's pattern shakes, and a breath of palpitation comes from the void, this world seems to be the end.

\ "Oh my god, it ’s blocked. That pattern blocked the congenital map!"

\ "The great emperor of the ancient times was really unpredictable, and the traces left behind were so skyward [Xiang reverse]!"

Everyone exclaimed, they were all shocked, the two patterns in the sky turned and collided continuously, and they were not damaged.

However, before everyone had finished speaking, the situation immediately changed [Tianzhu Change], the emperor's pattern blurred, and gradually disappeared, failing to block the road map.

\ "This ... Ca n’t the Dao Dao pattern stop it?" Everyone was horrified. If so, there would be no power in the world to change all this.

\ "Wrong, the ancient emperor can definitely go against the sky [Xian Ni], if it is resurrected, it will definitely allow the Holy Body to break the curse and go all the way!"

\ "This is indeed the case. The emperor's pattern just now is just a corner, not indispensable. The ancient sage speculated that if the emperor is not an emperor, the world will only understand one-tenth of the emperor's pattern."

\ "I do n’t want to!" Ye Fan shouted, his body was full of vitality, bathed in divine light, and looked up at the sky.

\ "Om!"

Void trembling, he exhibited visions for the first time, and the surrounding was hazy, isolating the big world, he was like a creator demon, standing tall.

In this small world, he is a god, open to the earth, looking down on the living beings, without being bound.

\ "Whee!"

The vision goes to the sky, a green lotus, with three leaves, explaining morality, all three things, chaos and confusion, hitting the sky.

\ "He really succeeded, and he possessed one of the most horrible visions of the ancient times, the chaotic species Qinglian!" Everyone was shocked.

\ "啵!"

This green lotus carries the mist of chaos and rushes into the congenital map and keeps shaking, but unfortunately it cannot be stopped after all.

\ "Unfortunately, the Eucharist hasn't grown up, the vision is just beginning ..."

\ "If Dacheng's holy body is shocked by Qinglian, it will destroy the sky, even if it is a congenital figure, it will be broken."

Many people lamented that there are records in ancient books. Although they are only a few, they are enough to explain their supreme power.

Ye Fan is unyielding, standing in the small world, fighting against the innate map!

The sky shuddered, a mountain and river surfaced, hit the sky, and crashed into the complex and mysterious Daotu.

\ "Ancient Vision-Splendid River and Mountain!"

\ "Another vision that can rule the world [cover the sky], how did he repair two at once?"

Many people were surprised, more people were silent, and the Eucharist really turned against the sky [Xiang Ni], which made many monks taste difficult.

\ "Ah ..." Ye Fan yelled, black hair danced wildly, and never bowed his head to fight.

\ "Om!"

Void trembling, a picture of life and death of yin and yang flew to the sky, holding yang in yin, holding yin in yang, life and death stand side by side.

\ "Another ancient horror vision!" People were completely shocked. Earlier, it was speculated that they did not want to come true. The vision of the Eucharist is not single.

Ye Fan struggled to attack, but his body was bleeding, and the oppressed figure was about to break, and his bones were about to break.

He is in such a situation. If the monk who changed to other physiques has already become a mortar and turned into fly ash, it cannot exist in the world.

Ye Fan's mouth was sprinkled with blood, with pale gold, dyed red, and his whole body was in disrepair. His black hair stood upright, his eyes were unyielding, and he looked at the sky with anger.

\ "Boom!"

A figure manifested, that is another himself, sitting high in the ninth heaven, surrounded by Xuan Huangqi, looking down between heaven and earth, like a fairy king born.

This vision rushed upwards and struck the Daotu, threatening the mighty power, and the figure was continuously sealed, and the mystery of the mystery was imprinted.

\ "This is Nine Heavens!"

\ "Sure enough, all kinds of horrible ancient visions intersect. These are only a part. His vision has not really evolved and completely formed."

Everyone was shocked. Although I had a hunch, I couldn't help but be shocked!

\ "Poo"

Ye Fan coughed up blood, his body was nearly broken, he could not hold on anymore, there was nothing to block the congenital map, he was almost crushed.

He was desperate, full of unwillingness, but there was no way to succeed in reaching the four-pole secret realm, but he fell into the abyss at the last moment.

He finally understood why there was no Eucharist in over 100,000 years. The curse was not in the body, but the world did not agree with it. How could he fight?

As long as he lives in this world, there is no way to change the ending. He is full of despair. This feeling of being unable to return to the sky makes him feel uncomfortable.

\ "Although this piece of heaven and earth has changed, it is not a dead end for the Eucharist. The human reversible sky [Xian reverse] continues to cut off the road and marches over to the sea and sky!" Peerless God King shouted.

At the same time, this world is shaking, horrible coercion makes everyone tremble, want to worship!

Like a million volcanic eruptions, it seems that thousands of magic mountains are coming down, like the boundless starry sky, this world seems to be cracking.

Hengyu furnace recovery!

The Peerless God King made some preparations, and set the holy furnace made of the Phoenix Blood Red Gold in the void, the Phoenix Blood soaring into the sky, the red mountain is like a glow, and the entire magnificent God City was drowned.

Most of the monks fell to the ground and could not bear such awe-inspiring divine power, as if they felt a few wisps of Qi from the ancient emperor.

In the night sky, the congenital map was fixed, unable to sink down, and unable to approach Ye Fan.

The monks who can stand are all breathing air. The might of the ancient emperor is unimaginable, and it can definitely be against the sky [Xiang reverse]. The paladins they left were only a recovery, and they blocked all of this. What if they went out?

However, the white goddess did not rejoice, but showed a heavy color, and the innate lines did not disappear, proving that the world did not recognize it. He can't revive Hengyu Holy Furnace forever and keep it like this. No one can do it except the Great Emperor in this world.

Many monks have seen it. The sacred body is difficult to connect. The holy furnace can protect it for a while, but it can't protect the whole life. Ye Fan's heaven and earth and his front road have been covered.

On the other side, the thunder-tribulation of the golden creature was infinitely weakened. It was originally cut and bruised all over the body, constantly wiping tears, wowing, crying, but at this moment it easily blocked the day-tribulation.

The people of the Great Xia Dynasty were extremely nervous, and transmitted the **** silkworm, so that it should never be close to the holy furnace. If it was involved, maybe the horror of the holy furnace would disappear, and there would be even more terrible catastrophe.

\ "Cough ......" Peerless God King coughed up a blood in public, and the blood flower stained the white clothes, which was shocking.

Everyone's heart jumped, especially the All Saints of Donghuang, whose eyes flickered and gave birth to a different kind of thought. Rumors were true, and most of the peerless kings were about to die.

\ "Senior, you put away the holy furnace ...," Ye Fan said, he calmed down and faced the Taoist figure in the air without fear of life and death.

The white clothes on the King of Gods hunted, even though they could overlook the Eastern Wilderness, but how did they compete with the sky? He was full of exhaustion, just like watching Cai Cai Fairy passing away, he was unable to return to the sky.

\ "Om!"

Void jitter, Hengyu holy furnace disappeared.

\ "Boom!"

The congenital map fell down, Ye Fan's skeleton broke, his body penetrated, and his mind was broken. He was about to split in four or five, but he stood there and did not fall down.

People know that most of the Eucharist is going to die, and no one can save him.

Many people in the younger generation took a breath, their expressions were different, and those who rejoiced had something, and those who gloat over went .........

All Saints and All Saints faced each other silently, their expressions were different, and obviously their mood was not very calm.

Even all the saints and the supreme masters of Zhongzhou were moved, and many great forces felt relieved.

\ "Leaves ..." Pang Bo lost his voice.

\ "Hold on!" Tu Fei shouted with Li Heishui.

Yuan Miao's [Zhe Tian] 's graceful beauty, the glory of her eyes dimmed, such a result ... making her difficult to accept, she also feels desperate.

\ "Is it really a dead end ..." Ye Fan's words were calm, looking at the innate map of the cover.

\"brush"

The light flashed, the **** king's pure land opened wide, Ye Fan was brought into the pure land by the **** king, Lingquan Dingdong, fragrant flowers and plants, no dispute with the world, a piece of peace.

However, still unable to block the innate pattern, it also followed in and covered Ye Fan and branded away from his flesh and mind.

Ye Fan Daye, all pores are bleeding, he is almost crushed.

\ "It did n’t kill you, it was to destroy your Daoji, and there was a chance." God King shouted.

In the pure land, the only **** tree is swaying, and the white king is sitting under the plate. His treasure is solemn and sacred, like a god.

\ "What are you going to do, God King Zongzu?" Jiang people shouted anxiously.

In the pure land, the petals fall all over the sky, the pieces are crystal clear, the fragrance is tangy, and the white **** of the extinct **** is born.

\ "啵"

There was a soft sound, and a blood flower appeared in the heart of the Peerless God King, which was very bleak, and turned into a Shenhua into the body of Ye Fan.

\ "Senior, do n’t do this!" Ye Fan yelled, trying to stop.

But his body has already been fixed, he is attached to the congenital map, he is almost fragmented, he ca n’t move it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ 啵 "

Was another soft sound, and a blood flower flew out of the heart of the white **** king, but he looked peaceful, and laughed like a **** holding the flower, sitting under the tree of the **** king, surrounded by crystal petals stained with blood.

\ "That is ... the blood of the gods!"

\ "The blood of the gods can wash away all evil and clear roads, cut off the cause and effect!"

\ "The Peerless King will wash the congenital map with his blood, cut off the congenital veins, and use his own power to go against the sky [Xiang reverse] as the sacred body to continue the disconnection!

\ "However, even the Peerless King does not have much blood from the gods, so there is very little!"

\ "The **** king is going to sit down--"

Everyone was shocked, and the Jiang family even wept, to stop all this, but no one could rush into the pure land.

\ "God king, your great grace is higher than the sky, but I do n’t need you like this, I would rather die immediately!" Ye Fan yelled, he was very determined, he could not bear the **** king to die.

The petals falling all over the sky, glittering with crystal luster, under the tree of the **** king, the figure of white snow wins the snow and the rich **** like jade, more and more peaceful and quiet, motionless.

\ "啵"

Another blood flower bloomed, dyed the red snowcoat, and flew to Ye Fan. The **** king was surrounded by crystal petals, closed his eyes, and sat on the flower tray.