Chapter 1575

High in the sun, the glow is infinite.

Dense Qi, like burning flames, rises and rises.

Full of vitality to the extreme.

Ye Fan suspended the illusion of God of war on his head and walked forward step by step.

The thorns in front seemed like ghosts in the demon Kingdom, constantly making a sharp friction sound.

With Ye Vatican's steps, the pressure in front is also increasing.

On Ye Fantian's body, God's light flashes.

A trace of tiger evil spirit surged out of the body.

The blood of the God of war was roaring, as if inspired by the solitary grave of the mountain in front of him, and had a strong heart.

The ox demon king planed at his feet from time to time, dug out one or two miraculous herbs and stuffed them into his mouth.

The devil's power burst out, seemingly relaxed, but in fact it was also resisting the infinite pressure in front.

Gradually, the vitality around has condensed to the essence.

That almost reached the liquid yuan Qi, with each puff of Ye Vatican, constantly entered Ye Vatican's internal meridians.

At the foot of the mountain.

Ye Fantian looked up at the sky.

This huge mountain seems different from what I saw just now.

That posture is like a domineering general sitting on a dragon chair and a magic dragon under the seat, which is controlled and majestic.

A sense of pride, domineering and control appeared in it.

if i can 't do it , who can!

This is the real taste of this mountain.

Eye of destiny

Ye Fantian's eyebrows moved. He immediately opened his fatalistic eyes and began to look at the mountain.

"Roar..."

The roar began to be aroused with Ye Fantian's fatalistic eye.

The scene changed suddenly.

I saw a dark shadow, dressed in armor, driving a black magic dragon, waving his arms in all directions.

With armor on his head, the man couldn't see through the real appearance of each other, but in his eyes, he had an amazing edge, like a magic knife condensed by light, and the long and narrow brilliance glittered everywhere.

"Hiss..."

His eyes locked on Ye Vatican, as if he felt Ye Vatican's prying.

With his mouth open, the magic dragon under his seat roared up to the sky and let out an earth shaking hegemonic roar.

The sky fell apart, the sun and the moon faded, and everything began to be silent.

The God of war phantom riot, a "war" seal quickly shrouded Ye Fantian's whole body.

Lead clouds are dense over the city, forming a posture of lead clouds pressing the city.

"Boom..."

The earth trembled and was shrouded in the tens of miles around. Then after the explosion, everything on the earth seemed to be washed by a terrible energy, raising a thick layer of soil.

What a power it is.

Ye Fantian's face was shocked. Looking at the ground, he had obviously lowered his posture by tens of meters, and his heart began to tremble.

Such power, I'm afraid, is more terrible than that too son and others. Just a roar changed the mountains and rivers.

How terrible it would be if the other party really made a move.

"It's just a divine thought. It's definitely a solitary grave. What a strong person it is. After so many years of experience, the residual power of the body is still there, and it's just a divine thought before death, but it can last so long."

The ox demon king's body trembled.

It was fearless, but its voice trembled at this time.

On its body, a huge trace is slowly recovering, but this trace is as smooth as a knife, up to one meter.

The roar just now was easily suppressed into powder by other martial arts practitioners.

Even it has such a posture only under the maintenance of Ye Fantian's spatial power and the degree of physical strength.

"Terrible guy, he has been dead for so many years and has such residual power. It's really hard to imagine how terrible it would be if he survived."

Ye Fantian said in a deep voice.

"Well... Indeed."

But when the words fell, ye Fantian looked again and found that there seemed to be a golden light flashing inside the man's body.

"What's that?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved.

"Eye of destiny!"

Accelerated the exertion of the eye of destiny.

"Peng..."

Punch!

Ye Fantian was like a monstrous and overbearing devil. With the blessing of this fist, he broke the void and directly hit Ye Fantian's mysterious soul.

"Pa......"

Half a step back, ye Fantian frowned, a trace of blood appeared on his cheek, and a drop of blood slowly dropped.

"Obsession, what a terrible obsession. What does that golden awn represent that can produce such a terrible obsession?"

Ye Fantian's expression was full of curiosity.

"Hiss..."

The man jerked his eyes.

Among them, the divine awn continues to expand.

This action made Ye Fantian's heart suddenly sweat.

"How is that possible?"

The ox demon king screamed in surprise.

Although it does not have this fatalistic eye, it can clearly see how strange the eyes are.

"His eyes are shining. I wipe them. Isn't that dead?"

The ox demon king is crazy.

How could a dead person have such a spiritual light, especially if it was just a residual thought before the other party's death, even the least divine thought.

But the look in the eyes just now is indeed a look with emotional fluctuations.

Ye Fantian and the ox demon king looked at each other. Strangely, they found that the hairs on each other seemed to start to stand up.

"Boom..."

At this time, there was a glow in the void.

Long Wei shows, and the dragons shine in the sky.

The golden brilliance is the most dazzling among them.

"What's that?"

Ye Fantian's heart moved.

I saw a golden chariot flying in it, with a virtual shadow around it. Dressed in a Dragon Robe, it was all imperial.

But the imperial spirit only exists in the virtual shadow, and the man driving the chariot has no imperial power.

The surrounding chariots are surging. Looking carefully, they have reached the level of twenty or thirty.

The ancient chariot can only be controlled by emperors and generals, and only emperors and generals can have this leisure and leisure to drive the chariot in order to highlight their greatness.

Above, the glow is infinite, and the golden awn is in the middle.

In the majestic manner, the soldiers are powerful, armed with blades, spears and jade shields.

It's clear that those who come are not good.

Before the chariot, a man was running wildly.

The man wore simple clothes, but his face was only twenty-five or six years old. His eyes rolled away, his lips closed, and he fled all the way.

"Hide."

Ye Fantian said decisively.

These people don't have any intersection with themselves. Ye Fantian doesn't want to have too much friction with each other and lead to unnecessary fighting.

"Well..."

The ox demon king nodded deeply.

But just after they hid, they couldn't help being silly.

The young man made a fierce move and flew to this solitary grave.

The glow of the solitary grave didn't produce the slightest suppression, as if it didn't repel the youth at all. Even the residual thoughts in the solitary grave didn't fight against the youth.

"This guy... Must have something to do with the solitary grave."

Ye Fantian narrowed his eyes and said.

"Well... It should be so."

The ox demon king touched his bullwhip and said.

Looking at the intoxicated look on this Ya's face, ye Fantian couldn't help showing his green veins on his forehead.

This girl, this girl, can't you be a little pure.

The chariot huff and puff the sun and moon. Everywhere it goes, everything is silent. Even the space seems to be beginning to crack.

"Hum..."

The chariot suddenly made bursts of friction and stopped in front of the solitary grave.

The young man stood there alone and looked at the void with a look of hatred on his face.

The first person, with a cold face and a terrible sense of awe:

"Boy, tell the secret of the magic dragon. Otherwise, don't blame us for cutting off the last pulse of the magic dragon general."

The leader said slowly.

"My ancestor is the general of magic dragon. He fought all his life and made great contributions to the immortal imperial dynasty. You dare to do so in order to get the Immortal Dragon Emperor. Aren't you afraid of retribution?"

The young man's voice was cold and piercing, with a creepy wave of hatred.

"Retribution? Hahaha... The magic dragon has killed countless creatures all his life. This retribution should also be on you. Besides, you should know that in the world of martial arts cultivation, the fist is respected. Whoever has a big fist is the king. Besides, it is orthodox for me not to destroy the Imperial Dynasty. It is reasonable to get something that will not destroy the ancestors of the Dragon Emperor!"

While talking, the Taoist dragon and shadow roared together, naturally a pair of domineering gas.

"Hahaha... What is a magic dragon? An old thing who has been dead for many years. Even if he doesn't die, he has to obey the imperial dynasty. The great prince is given by heaven. He has to go against the sky!"

Among the soldiers, there were sarcastic voices.

"I said, I don't know what my ancestors left, I don't know!"

The man gritted his teeth and roared.

"Stubborn, catch alive!"

The head suddenly burst out of anger on his face and shouted.

"Rush..."

Although there are only more than 30 people beating drums, their fighting spirit can be compared with 10000 people.

"Impact!"

Clang clang!

In the beating of drums, a line of five people shot.

Driving the chariot, the world changes dramatically.

Cause the change of infinite Qi.

"Roar..."

When the weapon is used, the vigorous Qi is rampant.

The strength of these soldiers is around the triple heaven of Mahayana Taigu.

The young man clenched his teeth and roared. He made a unwilling sound. He clenched his fist and was really going to rush forward.

"Hum..."

A shock appeared.

Like a yellow bell Daqu, thunder moves the world.

One hand rolled out of the solitary grave

"Click!"

The five soldiers made a sound of horror, and even some had no time to respond. The giant hand had killed them with a terrible and fierce breath.

There was a violent sound of fragmentation.

The giant hand flashed away, leaving a line of stunned figures on the void