Chapter 53: Hunting King Teng, Counter Fluct Light
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Before anyone arrives, his spiritual thoughts will kill him first, and he can kill ordinary monks with just one drink. This Wang Teng's soul is really powerful.
Ye Fan had taken the divine fruit from the ancient forbidden land, and his spiritual thoughts turned into a golden divine lake, which was much stronger than ordinary monks, so he could resist it.
Xia Jiuyou, the Black Emperor, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang also had their own methods to resist this kind of shout.
The figures on the other side quickly enlarged and came at a very fast speed. They stepped down and regarded the four of them as ants.
It seems that Holy Son Yaoguang is very serious about luring Wang Teng out. He should have given him information that the murderer who killed his Wang family children is here.
Xia Jiuyou took the lead and threw a set of formation flags to block all directions. The divine chain was like a net to imprison Wang Teng.
With this set of formation flags, even a powerful person can seal it for a period of time, which is more than enough to deal with Wang Teng in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm.
Ye Fan also evoked the evil energy of the earth veins, turned into a dragon shape and rose up, with two meteors as the finishing touch, and cooperated with Xia Jiuyou's formation flag to strangle Wang Teng.
But when the divine chains of formation flags were intertwined and were about to lock Wang Teng, he was alert in advance, stopped suddenly with his step, and then summoned an ancient chariot.
The ancient chariot flew across the sky, rumbling, and rolled over. It directly smashed the divine chain intertwined by the formation flags, shattered the earth essence dragon shape evoked by Ye Fan, and took the eight formation flags with it. There were cracks all over.
Fortunately, Ye Fan did not expect to win Wang Teng so easily.
"What, the King's Chariot?" Xia Jiuyou didn't expect that the other party had such a good thing in his hand, and he smashed her formation flag in one fell swoop.
I thought it could be solved easily, but I didn’t expect that Wang Teng also had a treasure in his hands.
It seemed that the only option was to use the forbidden weapon that her master had given her for self-defense. She had secretly sworn that she would not use this forbidden weapon unless it was to save her life, and that she would use her own strength to overwhelm her opponents.
But Wang Teng is not among them. He is much higher than her. He also has a king's chariot, so there is no way he can be her opponent.
At this time, the Black Emperor's arrangement was also activated. Eighty-one pieces of jade appeared, with countless traces of Dao intertwined on them, connecting them into a divine chain of laws, evolving into a sea of murderous Dao, with wind and thunder everywhere. , a scene of destruction.
Wang Teng and the ancient chariot were struck by the vast ocean of Tao and flew backwards. There were several thunderbolt cuts on the ancient chariot.
But then the wind dissipated and the thunder dissipated, and the eighty-one pieces of jade broke into pieces, completely scrapped and could no longer be used.
"Damn it, you damn dog, can you be more reliable? Why did you just hit him with one blow?" Ye Fan asked.
"Wow, it's good if these materials can work for a moment!" Black Emperor argued, "This is a corner of the Great Emperor's array pattern. Ordinary materials cannot bear it. It is enough even to deal with powerful people. Who knows he has a king?" Divine Weapon! "
The Holy Son of Fluctuating Light in gray cloak did not take action, but silently stepped back and watched with a sneer.
Fight, fight, you are all my resources.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and he was horrified.
That terrifying Dao Mark could hurt him even through the King's Divine Weapon. If it hadn't lasted too short, he would have been in danger.
After realizing that he was just in danger, Wang Teng also realized that these people had deliberately lured him here with false news and specifically ambush him.
He glanced coldly, murderous.
"Young men who hide their heads and tail, dare to intercept and kill me, let's bury them all here!"
He showed his power, using his mysterious skills, the ancient chariot regained its luster, and thirty people around him Six green dragons, thirty-six red birds, thirty-six white tigers, and thirty-six Xuanwu guards make him look like a heavenly emperor coming to conquer the unworthy.
Ye Fan: This scene is the same as that of the Holy Son of Light. Were you taught by the same master?
Besides, don’t you feel crowded?
Faced with Wang Teng's conquest descending from the sky, Ye Fan turned his palm, and a black skull with a texture like a crystal diamond appeared in his hand.
In an instant, the cold air overflowed, the cold wind howled, and the seven orifices of the skull swallowed the holy power of Taiyin, turning it into a cold light and shooting out.
Skulls flew by, ancient chariots shattered, and Wang Teng was pierced through the chest by a ray of lunar holy power. Half of his body was covered and solidified by frost, and his blood that had been tempered was like paper in front of the saint's skull. Fragile.
He couldn't believe that the opponent actually had the skull of a saint in his hand, and he was knocked off the chariot. His body was frozen by the holy power of Taiyin, and the Palace of Bitter Sea was frozen, making it difficult to mobilize the divine power.
Seeing this, Xia Jiuyou put away his forbidden weapon.
There was no need for her to take action at all, and a set of formation flags was broken in vain.
Wearing a stone mask, Ye Fan came with the skull of a saint in his hand and looked down at Wang Teng who fell to the ground, "I'm sorry, I just came to you to borrow your former scribe."
Wang Teng sneered, "Even if I destroy it, I won't give it to you!"
"If you don't give it to me, then I will take it from your memory myself." The golden spiritual thoughts surged between Ye Fan's brows, and he turned into a golden man and walked out, stretched out his golden palm to Wang Teng's sea of consciousness, and wanted to take it away. His memory snatched away.
"Hahahaha!" Wang Teng laughed, and his spiritual thoughts condensed into his own image and rushed out from the center of his eyebrows. It was more than ten times more powerful than Ye Fan's spiritual thoughts. He laughed wildly: "You... You dare to take away my memory even with your spiritual power? "
Before his cultivation, his soul was the strongest. Ye Fan did not use holy weapons, but wanted to search for him with his spiritual power. In Wang Teng's opinion, the practice of remembering is courting death.
Competing with spiritual thoughts, he is confident that his soul will fly away!
The spiritual mind ten times more powerful than Ye Fan turned into a giant and rushed towards him. Ye Fan's spiritual mind was smashed by it, and he could not resist its offensive at all. Wang Teng's soul was destroyed and turned into a walking corpse. A desperate counterattack.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang clicked his tongue and just watched quietly from behind.
Ye Fan held the saint's skull in one hand, and in the other hand, there was a rotten wooden stick at some point, and he hit Wang Teng's spiritual thoughts.
Bang!
The giant figure that Wang Teng condensed with his spiritual thoughts suddenly shattered, rolled back and was knocked back into his sea of consciousness. His will was blurred, and he was dumbfounded in place.
One hit K.O.
Ye Fan was still a little worried.
After all, the former secretary specializes in Yuan Shen, maybe the other party is just faking it?
He picked up the whip that was specially designed to beat the soul, and played a piece of percussion music from a country of etiquette, bang bang bang bang... A bunch of random sticks came down and gave Wang Teng a head-turning blow.
After confirming that the opponent's spiritual thoughts were broken and his consciousness was scattered, Ye Fan used his spiritual thoughts to penetrate into his sea of consciousness, plundered his memories, and examined them carefully.
The ancient emperor's scriptures, secret techniques, and the former secret...
That's right, there is no seal in Wang Teng's sea of consciousness.
Ye Fan had previously captured the children of the Ji family and wanted to forcibly plunder the Emperor's Scripture. However, the other party's memory of the Emperor's Scripture was sealed and he would not be allowed to obtain it even if he destroyed himself.
The Huanggu family is quite strict in keeping this aspect secret, but Wang Teng does not.
Maybe he is more confident.
Huh? His former scribe was obtained from a wood chip?
Ye Fan and Wang Teng found the piece of wood that recorded the former Zi Mi from his body, threw it behind him, and said, "This is the former Zi Mi."
Then, he took it from Wang Teng. Two golden talismans were fished out from the sea of suffering.
One is intact, and the other is broken.
Nine-turn Divine Talisman, the talisman refined by Emperor Luan Gu to replace the Death Emperor, there are actually two of them?
The group leader didn’t say anything.
Ye Fan quickly put it away.
He doesn't need all the other trophies, this is enough.
The Black Emperor grabbed the piece of wood that recorded the former word secret, but Xia Jiuyou didn't grab it at all, because the secret technique had been agreed to be shared, and they didn't dare to refuse.
So, the wood chips could only be kept as souvenirs, and she had no interest in them.
"Are you all clean?"
At this time, the Holy Son of Yaoguang asked sinisterly, completely different from his usual sacred temperament shrouded in holy light, as if he was a different person. .
"It's okay, the former secretariat has been found."
Ye Fan took off his mask and turned to look at the Holy Son of Light.
The Holy Son of Yaoguang also took off his gray cloak and threw it aside. He looked at Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou with his eyes, and a bloody smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Now that the matter is done, then, It’s time to send you on your way, I will accept your gifts!”
After the Yaoguang Holy Son finished speaking, none of the expected expressions appeared on Ye Fan's or his friends' faces, and both of them sneered.
He had a subtle feeling that something was wrong.
But with the trump card in his hand, he was not afraid. He took out a jade tower that was as red as blood and said solemnly: "It's just a saint's skull. It's still a step ahead of the real saint soldiers!"
The Blood Jade Tower flew out, and the saint's aura filled the air, suppressing Ye Fan and others. Ye Fan sacrificed the saint's skull in his hand, and the black lunar holy power flowed to protect them, but they were gradually oppressed by the jade tower. It's hard to resist in the back of my head.
This is a real holy weapon, not a semi-finished product like the saint's skull in Ye Fan's hand.
Seeing that the situation had been decided, Holy Son Yaoguang said with a smile, "Don't you know that you are hunting Wang Teng, but I am hunting you. I will accept the two excellent origins. One day I will achieve enlightenment, and both of you should share the credit." "
But suddenly, the blood jade tower that suppressed Ye Fan and the others disappeared out of thin air, and the Holy Son of Yaoguang felt that his connection with the holy soldiers was cut off.
“You are thinking too beautifully.” Ye Fan sneered, “If you want to take the origin of my holy body, I will stand here to see if you have the life to take it!”
“ Huh!" Xia Jiuyou didn't bother to say anything to him and just snorted coldly.
Something is wrong, something is very wrong!
The strongest trump card in his hand suddenly disappeared, and Holy Son Yaoguang panicked a little.
"Ancestor?" Holy Son Yaoguang asked in a trembling voice, "Did you take back the holy weapons?"
He realized that he seemed to have been trapped.
"Are you looking for him?" An old voice sounded.
Puttong
A man was thrown in front of Holy Son Yaoguang. It was the ancestor of his lineage who had taught him ruthless scriptures and secret techniques, and had laid many hidden traps in various sects.
This time, Ye Fan and Xia Jiuyou obtained the consent of each other for hunting the holy body. They invited a holy weapon and followed them personally to prevent any unexpected events.
There is definite news that Jiang Taixu is remembering the past and revisiting his old place without looking after Ye Fan.
With the strength of the ancestor, combined with a handed down holy weapon, it should be foolproof.
But at this moment, the ancestor was thrown in front of Holy Son Yaoguang like a dead dog.
It's over.
Saint Son Yaoguang's face was pale, and he understood that he was in a desperate situation today, so he steeled himself and made a final struggle, "Brother Ye, can you reconcile? I am willing to give everything."
< br>Ye Fan held the skull of the saint in one hand and the whip in the other, his eyes were cold and self-evident.
(End of this chapter)