Chapter 865: Saint

Yuan Gu died, his ambition, his loneliness, and his regret all turned into a little rain of light, scattered with the wind.

In the end, such a strong man cut off, but could not cut off his thoughts and true feelings. He was burdened with heavy burdens. He came to this world to prove his way and chew solitude. He had blood, flesh and tears.

When the light rain disappeared, the evening glow also dispersed, the sky dimmed, the cold wind blew through the desolate earth, and everything fell to the curtain.

Ye Fansheng won, but did not have the joy he deserved. In the end of the ages, the ancient times whispered sadly, opened his arms, stretched out to the void without light, and faced the darkness alone, and those words touched him.

Throws everything away for the hope in his heart, but in the end it is empty, how many people in this world have struggled, sorrow, loneliness, and ultimately no results.

Everyone is the only protagonist of his own life, and has his own story. The ancient times are not weak, because of different positions and different roads, duel and death of Ye Fan, there is no right or wrong, and finally only became one on the road of the emperor. Pile of scattered bones, his love and hatred will end.

This is the path of unrelenting proof. Abandon, let go, and abandon your loved ones and true feelings, but in the end, there may be no results and nothing, and use your own blood and bone to form the road of becoming an emperor of others, leaving a sad song.

In the same place, a similar thing happened during the ancient times. The two heavenly wizards faced each other in life and death.

The Emperor won that battle, defeated the most powerful enemy in his life, and then embarked on the road of certification. Millions of years later, a new reincarnation began, but his descendants were defeated and died.

Qixia was originally destined to be an extraordinary place. Perhaps a hundred thousand years and a million years later, there will be another pair of young emperors fighting for a hero to leave another legend.

The whole battlefield was silent, people watched as the rain left, disappeared, and disappeared. The ultimate wish of Yuan Gu is to return to Tai Kuo, which is obviously impossible.

I do n’t know who made a sigh first. The ancient times are also true temperament, but they ended up so sadly in the end, which touched the hearts of those who have evidence.

The momentary silence, the people of the primitive lake let out a unwilling roar. Many of them rushed up, murderous, turned into a torrent and swept away to Ye Fan, and the vast plains slaughtered as if the autumn wind swept the leaves.

The black mist is surging, the killing intention is rolling, and many people in the primitive lake are bleeding in their hearts. This is the eighth generation of the emperor of the Yuan Emperor.He lived in this life and died only for the purpose of preaching. They felt like they lost a treasure and lost it. Went to heaven for tens of thousands of years.

\ "Om"

A cold light flew out and shot towards Ye Fan's head in the battlefield. It was a small silver spear with long chopsticks. It pointed the eyebrows of the ancient treasures to death.

Ye Fan turned sideways and did not pick it up, because the silver spear with a long silver chopstick was corrugated into pieces, and there were endless patterns carved on it, which is not something that ordinary people can sacrifice.

Sure enough, all kinds of patterns are densely packed, it collapsed on its own, and transformed into a small world, and it was necessary to swallow him in. Some strong men would take him away.

Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed, and the purple-gold hammer shook a ripple. This was the incomplete paladin who shattered this small world on the spot and turned it into a fly ash.

\"kill him!"

I do n’t know who sipped a large blue paw from the sky, covering Tianyu, and revealed a sage's power to destroy Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's eyebrows flashed again, and a wave of purple-gold ripples shot out, like a real dragon leaping, shining brightly, blocking the big hand, and he quickly retreated himself.

\ "What are you still doing, chopping off the human body sacred body, revenge for the ancient times." Some people shouted on the original Qixia.

At the same time, several large hands were surveyed from the sky dome, from different people, all of them had a sage's power, terrifying and terrifying.

They are all masters, one foot has entered the realm of the ancestor king, such a person can swipe one side, wipe out several tribes, the same shot against Ye Fan is a lore.

\ "I have a decisive battle with Yuan Gu, life and death, what do you mean?" Ye Fan looked to Gao Tian.

\ "Dare to kill the ancient emperor, if there is no way to atone for death, is there any reason to survive and repay it with your humble life!" In the end, there were six big hands probing down, not the true ancestor, but they were also close.

Ye Fan's eyebrows burst into purple and gold ripples, divided into six, and shot at the six big hands, each containing a ray of nine-color flames of fire, which can burn everything.

\ "Whee.

In the sky, all six big hands shivered, quickly immersed in the void, and no one understood what was happening.

\ "What are you waiting for? The human race sacred body killed the ancient emperor's bloodline. This is a big sin and cannot be forgiven. We killed him together." Someone shouted and secretly agitated.

Ye Fan was cold-eyed and concerned that neither the few people who just shot or these clamoring people were the royal family of the Primitive Lake.

\ "Fair duel, this battle has a result, do you confuse people, do you want Primitive Lake to fight with the human race?" Some people shouted like this.

At the same time, a dazzling light rose up, the avenue was covered with sky, the blood was like the sea, the barbarian came out, one finger after another, and someone was screaming constantly, and there was a quick hand on his head to cover the black mystery with you turtle.

In the crowd, there were more than a dozen people turned into blood, and the form and spirit were all destroyed. It was the people who just provoked secretly, and none of them survived. \ "When did the primitive lake fall into such a situation, do some cats and dogs want to use them as guns, want to let them fight against the human race?" The barbarian said.

\ "Boom.

The people of Primitive Lake finally expressed their attitude, it was endless murderous, boiling, a group of people pushed forward, in the middle there was an ancestor, Qi and blood Ling Tianqiang, so that many people could not help but kneel down and could not bear the pressure.

This is a group of murderous gods of death, Yuan Gu is the hope of their family, but died like this, this is a huge loss that cannot be estimated.

It can be expected that in the next 10,000 years, Blood Phoenix Mountain, God Silkworm Ridge, and Huolin Cave will be even more prosperous, because there is an ancient prince, and the eighth grandson of the Yuan Emperor has fallen, and the original lake is in a situation. Worrying.

\ "When you do n’t act as a gunman, it ’s not your turn." An old man in Primitive Lake looked sensibly cold, waved his sleeves, and rolled to the barbarian king, showing that he was not good.

Especially the ancestor king in the middle, all the pores of the berry are flowing, and the strands of the overflowing along the pores collapsed the heavens and the earth, and even his clan did not dare to approach, his white hair was scattered, and his eyes were hollow. Scary.

This ancestor stared at the black turtle on the head of the barbarian king and said: \ "Yaochi Sheng will have an agreement, the saints will not be supernatural, do you want to break this rule?"

\ "You ca n’t talk nonsense, it ’s the little man who did it, not Han Xuanwu, I know you have a grudge in your heart, you died the blood of the ancient emperor, and you want to find an excuse to do it." Xuan Gui said.

\"boom"

In another direction, a powerful breath came from all over the world. Another ancestor of the ancestor manifested himself in a green suit and walked from the horizon like a **** of war. Two steps came closer.

\ "Human race sacred body is amazing, so decisive and ruthless, even the descendants of the Yuan Emperor said that they would kill." Obviously, the comer is not good. Although he was not from the original lake, he obviously came out for them.

\ "The battle of life and death, I will be killed with soft hands, fair duel, will I talk about the truth here again?" Ye Fan said not humble, he was already mentally prepared for such a thing.

All creatures flew out of the sky, suspended above Ye Fan's head, and hung down a line of divine power silk to protect his body. The nine-color flame in it was ready to be sacrificed at any time. Blood killed everyone, regardless of whether the ancient king was still a royal family.

\ "Awesome, now killing the Queen Queen, will you also step on my feet in the future?" The third ancestor appeared, wearing a purple and gold crown, carrying his hands, and taking a step from the night sky. Just stepped on Ye Fan's head, this is to step alive to death.

\ "You are too much, a fair battle, life and death!" The black turtle on the head of the barbarian opened his mouth, spitting out a light, blocking the feet of the ancestor, and shook it back a few steps.

\"kill him!"

Many people in Primitive Lake can't stand it and can't accept this fact. Many people came up together and all had to fight Ye Fan.

The black mysterious turtle on the head of the barbarian spit out light, saying: \ "Do you really want to destroy the rule of forcing the great Xuanwu to shoot?" Its words are like thunder, these shaking people are crooked and cannot be approached.

The white-haired ancestor of the primitive lake snorted with a sneer, stepped forward, and faced the black turtle, blocking its breath.The sword with a long eyebrow and a long sword was shining brightly, and everyone was horrified. The sword was exhibited by Yuan Gu not long ago, and its power is obvious to all.

Not everyone has six reincarnation punches, Yuan Huang Dao Jian is the final taboo secret technique, with the power of the Tao, beating all the enemy, almost no one can resist, especially by the ancestors. !

\ "All the saints do n’t show their magical powers, are they really going to become empty papers?" Xuan Gui opened his mouth, revealing a dignified color.

In the sky, the ancestral king wearing a purple-gold crown showed an indifferent smile, and then stepped down, stepped on one foot to Ye Fan's head, trying to die alive.

\ "Om"

There was a trembling in the void, and he stepped far away in the sky. This time he still failed to step down, because a slender, skinny old man appeared ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The saint of Tianxuan Shifang stood Ye Fanshen By the shore, Gujing has no waves, and his expression is plain, saying: \ "This battle has ended, everything ends here."

\ "You said that when the curtain falls, the curtain will fall?" The ancestor wearing a purple crown in the sky sneered.

\ "I believe that the people of Primitive Lake have their own demeanor." The old saint of Tianxuan Shifang, and then his eyes glowed, staring at the Purple Crowned Ancestral King.

\ "Pedaling regret ......" He involuntarily stepped back a few steps, revealing amazement, the white chivalrous king of the Yaochi event gave his prestige, but the ancient people did not understand the other saints of the human race. Measurement!

\ "The saints of the human race are really daunting, but do you think you can keep the Eucharist?" The ancestor wearing the purple and gold crown carried his hands on his back, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, looking into the distance.

At the end of that direction, nine archaic fierce beasts stopped on the sky, dragging an ancient car across the sky to quickly share it with you, revealing the simplicity and atmosphere, once praised by the fighting emperor The King of Nine Phoenixs is there!

Ye Fan opened his mouth and said like a sword, \ "Not every ancestor is like your heart, do n’t you want to get rid of me? I am standing here and see how you can move me! "

Remuneration, the year ended, calling for the last monthly ticket of the year. Chapter one arrives.

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