Chapter 1651: The Heart of Tao is Me
As soon as the trace of the Immortal King's will that had come from afar entered his sea of consciousness, it instantly took the form of a figure wearing a high crown and wide sleeves and robes. His aura was as high and broad as the sky above all living beings, his eyes were as deep as the vast universe, and there was a terrible star storm surging in it. The Emperor's will was like the sea and the abyss, calling all the immortals to submit and all the evil spirits to shun!
Without any words, the projection of the Immortal King transformed by the Immortal King's will pointed directly at Yang Fan's soul.
This finger contained the breath of annihilation of all things, as if it condensed the most terrifying destruction between heaven and earth. In front of it, Yang Fan's soul was like a planet crashing into an ant. Before they really made contact, the oppressive feeling of death that was pressing into the soul was enough to make the Golden Immortal strongman collapse and scream in despair.
With a flash of light, Yang Fan's soul also turned into a human form. Facing this blow that could instantly kill the Golden Immortal's consciousness, he just smiled faintly.
In a battle of wills, who is he afraid of?
The body of gods and demons, the heart of nirvana, and the way of heaven... three powerful auras that are almost equally matched, burst out at the same time like a raging tide!
In an instant, the body transformed by his soul expanded rapidly. In a blink of an eye, it was countless times taller than the projection of the Immortal King, and turned into an ancient giant who could hold the stars with one hand.
At this moment, the divine ring and the demon ring around him intertwined and shone, like the origin of gods and demons, and seemed to have jumped out of the long river of time, not in the past, present and future, eternal and immortal, and like the incarnation of the way of heaven, his eyes seemed to contain the ultimate mystery of the birth and death of the universe, and he could create all things with one thought, and he could also destroy the universe!
He is a god, a demon, a sky, a way, and even more... Yang Fan!
The heart of the way is only me!
In front of Yang Fan's incarnation of will, the projection of the Immortal King, which was originally as huge as a mountain, was as small as a speck of dust. The finger it pointed out seemed so ridiculous and childish. Before it could really touch Yang Fan, its finger and the destructive aura that annihilated everything that vibrated at its fingertips were crushed inch by inch under the strangulation of Yang Fan's three strongest auras.
"Pah!"
Yang Fan raised his palm and slapped the body of the Immortal King projection from top to bottom, just like slapping an ant to death. There was a dull sound, and without any surprise, the Immortal King projection exploded directly and turned back into a wisp of Immortal King's will.
Yang Fan opened his mouth like a black hole, took a deep breath, and immediately swallowed the wisp of Immortal King's will into his stomach, and then licked his lips with satisfaction.
In this mortal world with scarce resources, this is a great tonic. Yang Fan thought that if he could swallow a complete Immortal King's will, plus this Immortal Palace made of a whole piece of Immortal Crystal, he would have a chance to impact the God Transformation.
With a flash of light, the figure quickly shrank and turned back into an ordinary soul form.
It's a long story. This battle of wills in Yang Fan's sea of consciousness only lasted for a moment.
In the real world, the blood on Yang Fan's forehead just exploded, and then it condensed in the air drop by drop, rolled back, and the wound on his forehead quickly healed without a trace.
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The Emperor's pupils shrank when he saw this scene from afar.
What made him tremble even more was that even though Yang Fan had already left Bai Xiaoyu and the other girl with both hands at this moment, the physical aura of the two women began to plummet, and there was still no connection between him and Shadow Dragon, and the changes in the Immortal Palace continued!
Seeing that the gap in the Immortal Palace was getting smaller and smaller, the Emperor's own body did not hesitate, and the fingers on the white hair bowstring suddenly loosened.
"Bang!"
The moment the arrow beam left the string, his two fingers turned into ashes and scattered.
Then, without even looking, he flew towards the crack.
