Chapter 1111

The body is like glass, the heart is like Bodhi, forever green, unparalleled charm

Ye Fantian's body seems to have eaten ginseng fruit. His whole body is covered with infinite strength, full of vitality and unparalleled vitality. At this time, he finally entered the cultivation of the eternal realm. He has been in the jiuxiao realm for less than a year, but he has reached the current realm. If other people know this, I don't know whether he will be crazy with jealousy.

"Thirty divine patterns, ninety times the power blessing, and the cultivation of the third heaven in the eternal realm. If these are combined, what about the Qilin holy king? I now have infinite potential, including the ancient words of the dragon soul. One move is the power of a dragon, and it is the power of a real dragon. Who dares to stop me. This jihad has just begun The beginning of! "

In a cold awn, ye Fantian began to become more terrible when looking at the Huazong.

From the beginning, ye Fantian felt the amazing killing intention that this guy passed on himself. It was a kind of ruthless and ferocious feeling. Although he didn't know why the other party was so angry with him, ye Fantian didn't like trouble. If the trouble wanted to find himself, he had to solve the trouble before that.

"Master... Get out of here!"

A line of strong people in the eternal realm quickly guarded Fang Huazong and shouted loudly.

"Hum... Do you idiots really think this guy can do anything to stop me? Now he is the weakest period and is not enough to be my opponent, and do you really think this guy is really strong? He is just secretly running his power. If he doesn't give him the last blow, he will lose this time He has the best chance. He can use the treasure obtained from the Dragon cemetery to escape and kill him. "

At this time, Fang Huazong was crazy.

"Yes, he must be at the weakest level at this time. If we can suppress it at this time, we can handle it."

Many people also began to agree.

Fang Huazong is so arrogant that he does not allow Ye Fantian to exist. In his opinion, it is a kind of blasphemy for people like Ye Fantian to appear here, so he must suppress it.

Ye Fantian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Naturally, he was very clear about the ideas of these people.

But now he has directly stepped from the cultivation of the eighth heaven in the ancient world to the third heaven in the eternal world. Thanks to the tonic of Nari and the help of a large number of holy and divine pills, the divine grain has lit up 30 sections, a full 90 times of power blessing, and he can completely ignore a lot.

He ignored everything!

And what's more terrible is that there is a top killer in his hand that hasn't been used.

Among the eight pictures of sentient beings in the Saha, a giant beyond ordinary people's imagination is shaking madly.

"Tyrant dragon sword!"

Ye Fantian's heart has named this big killing weapon.

It's 99 meters long and weighs as much as a million, but ye Fantian doesn't need to spend too much power even when waving it because of the [training formula of the demon king]. If you wave it like nothing, it can definitely make anyone very timid.

"Evil emperor war dance!"

When the long blade was waved, the boundless vigorous Qi burst out from Fang Huazong's body.

The amazing breath seemed to turn into a long river. Around Huazong's body, countless strong people were forcibly suppressed. He held a knife in the void and looked at Ye Fantian coldly, but he could see the guy's greed from his eyes.

That's a kind of greed that can't be covered up.

Although Ye Fantian's attention at this time focused on Fang Huazong, in fact, several parts were scattered on the rest of the strong people. These strong people should not be underestimated, and even the strong people of Mahayana secretly showed ferocious fangs towards him.

And another person pointed to Ye Fantian. He noticed that his whole body was wrapped in black cloth. He couldn't see the real appearance of the other party. He had been following Fang Huazong, as if standing there like a puppet, but ye Fantian could vaguely feel that this guy's strength was absolutely not simple.

"Hiss..."

"Evil emperor war dance? It can be used to such a degree. It is definitely not a simple character. If this person is not weak in heart, this success will certainly not reach this point, and should be more powerful."

Looking at that huge illusion, the other party cut down with Fang Huazong holding a sharp blade.

With a sharp move, time and space seem to be cut off.

"But so..."

Although the strength of the other party has reached the peak level of the eternal realm, and this move is difficult to hinder even the strong in the eternal realm, it is nothing for ye Fantian. His accomplishments in the ancient realm can compete with the strong at the peak of the eternal realm, not to mention now.

"Tyrant Dragon Sword... It's time to appear."

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. The next moment, all people just felt a flower in front of their eyes, and a burst of darkness surged on their head. The sound of dragon singing was crazy in the next moment.

"That's... What?"

A strong man roared loudly.

The body quickly retreated while talking!

"Qiang!!"

The huge shadow flickered madly and danced like a hill. In an instant, it had begun to completely break the shackles and fought with the huge evil emperor's illusion long blade.

This knife is so fierce that it is extremely fierce. However, in front of the huge dragon sword, it seems that a child meets a tough man and is provoked by Ye Fantian's sword.

He suppressed the other party without pressure.

It can be changed from nine meters to ninety-nine meters at will. It is very important. It adds infinite power when waving.

Ye Fantian's body can play infinite power simply by relying on the flesh, not to mention the power of ten divine patterns.

Break everything with strength!

"Qiang!!"

In the huge vibration, a shadow was quickly knocked out.

It's the Fang Huazong.

Blood gushed from his mouth like a little girl who had been ravaged by dozens of big men, trembling all over and spitting blood in the arms of a strong man.

It was more than ten meters long, and the huge dragon power was shaking wildly. The whole person stood there as if holding a hill. Although the real length of the tyrant dragon sword had not been fully released, it was enough to make ye Fantian happy.

"What the hell is this...?"

Fang Huazong's mouth couldn't help crying. His face was full of trembling arcs. Just now, just now, his body seemed to have been impacted by a powerful force, and his whole person began to be forcibly defeated.

It was a mountain like impact. No, it was more terrible than Wanjun mountain.

A sword!

Soon everyone saw the real face of this weapon, but when they saw it, they couldn't help taking a breath. Can this weapon be waved? How to use such a long weapon? At a height of more than ten meters, it is very difficult for ordinary people to wave.

"Hum..."

Ye Fantian's eyes narrowed slightly and stared at Fang Huazong. His eyes were like two arc long knives. His killing intention burst out!

He is not a good man. When he is watched, he pays attention to his principles.

Now he just wants to kill this guy!

"Roar..."

The guy who had been silent behind Fang Huazong suddenly roared and rushed towards Ye Fantian, while the rest of the party began to quickly hold Fang Huazong and run away frantically.

"Hum..."

The palm moved, and the tyrannosaurus sword sent out an amazing roar.

A vast energy quickly broke out of the body along the tyrannosaurus sword!

"Boom..."

The tyrannosaurus sword was boiling and swelled hard at the guy's body.

"Get out!"

Light drink way.

Ten divine patterns suddenly blessed, but at this time, ye Fantian felt that the tyrannosaurus sword in his hand was facing a terrible confrontation.

The other side resisted his 30 times strength blessing.

"Fifteen divine patterns blessing!"

Provide divine grain power again.

"Bang!!"

A huge force suddenly vented from the tyrant dragon sword.

Long hair dancing, like a demon God!

Xing tianwu's strong ambition is always there!

At this time, ye Fantian has thousands of lofty feelings and is bound to kill each other!

Hiss

The strong sword Qi has reached kilometers, like a long river, which has broken countless spaces in an instant.

The blood gushed wildly, and the two bodies had fallen from the air.

Kill successfully!

"My servant!!"

Fang Huazong shouted wildly.

This is a servant of Mahayana, who was given to him by one of his elders and controlled it with secret skills.

But now he was killed by Ye Fantian. Even if he returned to the clan now, he would be despised and ridiculed by many disciples.

"Damn bastard, I'll kill you!"

"Master, get out of here..."

The strong controlled his body together.

"Run away..."

The rest of the strong also found Ye Fantian's strength. The strong in the eternal realm was definitely weak for some time after promotion, but now, we can't see this from ye Fantian. His strength is as amazing as a god of war.

Ye Fantian maintained the tyrant dragon sword at a length of nine meters to break the powerful essence of Wanjun. In the amazing control of the body, the killing is endless.

"Die!"

His eyes were scarlet, and ye Fantian's Tyrannosaurus sword was quickly cut down in his hands.

Sword spirit, sword spirit, sword meaning... Many mysteries are integrated in it, which perfectly locks Fang Huazong and his men!

"Presumptuous, if you dare to cut it off, I will never forgive the eleven saints!"

A roar suddenly came from a distance, with a dragon chant