Chapter 1768

The voice of singing became louder and louder, vaguely showing a huge wave rolling posture, and the breath of terror came to his face. Even ye Fantian couldn't help but start to retreat, and his face showed a look of horror.

Huge! No match! vast! Holy!

Ye Fantian did not know what words to use to describe such a vast and unparalleled power.

The muscles crackled and the bones on the body trembled.

The severe pain could not be covered up, but ye Fantian's face showed a trace of silk run until tears burst out.

Blood, blood breath that can't be covered up.

"We take the evolution of life, take flesh and blood as the guide, take endless life as the cost, cover everything in heaven and earth, and completely seal the unfair way of heaven... Martial arts! The strongest!"

Boom

The voice began to surge. In the mighty voice, there was a determined attitude, as if it had seen through the world, and there was only an infinite love.

Great love is everything beyond the world for all sentient beings.

This voice is either evil, or sacred, or with a trace of magic gas, but it can not cover up the noble righteousness burst out in the body.

Qiang Qiang

Countless magic weapons began to emit bursts of wails. At this time, they seemed to be crying, grieving and angry, unable to cover up the Pathetique in their bodies. The psychic wails attracted heaven and earth and heaven.

God rolled and roared.

"You are destroying the law of heaven and earth. I will never be one with you and break it for me... In my name, cut through the injustice in the world and create the supreme pure world!"

One voice overshadowed all the voices. The voice contained infinite anger. The anger was burning and set off a wave of terror. There was no so-called compassion, no mercy, but only the code of his heart and the purest emotion.

"Boom..."

In front of Ye Fantian, everything is changing.

Pictures appeared in front of him.

The dark white bones and endless armor glitter with the divine light flowing like colored glass.

It evolved to the most terrible moment, and finally all this reappeared.

Kill!

Endless killing!

Confucian scholars holding feather fans, talking and laughing, everything goes up in smoke, their bodies are stained with residual blood, but their faces are with a compassionate smile.

The ascetic monks holding the wand of subduing demons have a firm face and an indestructible will.

The Taoist priest who sat on the nine days showed an angry expression on his sad face, waved his robe, or unfolded his arms and played a series of divine fists and awns.

Armed with endless evil Qi and black armor, Wu Xiu looks up at the world, holds a magic gun and swings freely. Every swing is stained with endless blood flow.

The same is true of their enemies, either dressed in Confucian robes, or reading Buddhist texts that seem compassionate but actually have endless killing intention. A group of people, with detestable evil Qi, evil power and laughter, have a terrorist force enough to collapse heaven and earth.

Kill!

Kill! Kill!

The sword in his hand was never full of blood, the fist in his hand was broken but not willing, and the anger, justice and Haoran in his heart never dissipated.

At this moment, everything will collapse for it, and their lofty righteousness shook the sky.

The sky is bleeding, the sky is crying, the dimensional star domains collapse, the battlefield is transformed again and again, runes, divine awns, holy lights... All kinds of things seem to have become a reminder of death at this moment, and continue to evolve and strengthen.

"Qiang Qiang..."

In the hands of their masters, the weapons made joyful sounds. They were shouting, roaring, roaring and drinking blood

Ye Fantian's body trembled violently, and the sharp pain on his body was still increasing, but ye Fantian seemed not to notice. His blood could not be cooled, sending out a pathetic and trembling breath.

At this moment, ye Fantian felt his essence and spirit, and seemed to have completely integrated into the battlefield.

"Destiny cannot be violated... This is just a small space. You are paying your life for this small space. Is it worth it?"

A faint voice came from the nine days, which seemed to be shocked by the fighting spirit of this group of people.

"Yes, it's not worth it... However, so much flesh and blood seems to be of endless benefit to our barren land. Kill, kill... Your death is worth it!"

A voice with sadness but endless greed was transmitted.

"The way of heaven cannot be violated. If the way of heaven lets you die, you have to die. No one can hinder it!"

Again, there is a voice. This voice is superior, with an air of pride that can not be covered up. It is an air of seeing everything as dirt, as if nothing can cause waves in his heart.

"You are all hypocrites. I disdain to be with you... Kill, I want to kill!"

"Hahaha... Third, you are wrong. It's not a question of right or wrong, but the law of heaven is working. Everything can't resist this force..."

The sound was instantly stopped.

"Master..."

A voice with endless grief and anger burst out of Ye Fantian's body.

Original sin!

It was the original sin!

At this time, the original sin, with a color of sadness and anger on his face, soaked his body with tears, his body was shaking, shaking constantly, his fist was clenched, and he wanted to rush up.

"Calm down, this is just a picture. What you see is only history. If you rush up now, the power of the eight pictures of sentient beings will not be able to suppress your breath. At that time, you will not be able to cover up your own power. Do you really think those guys are safe like this? No, they are still hidden in the world In the dark, waiting for people like you to appear, and then cut down the roots! "

The voice of the ancient eighteen blood eyed dragon slowly rang out.

The voice seemed to have a trace of anger.

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect, I didn't expect, at the beginning, we thought that these blood vessels would be let go if we were the last person to be framed, but now it seems that those bastards won't be so guarded. Damn, the power of heaven can't be violated?"

The voice of the black cat came out. This time, the original cynical and dull voice became wise and extraordinary.

"Buddha sect... This is the real Buddha sect. Those who write about Buddha sect have lost their mysterious soul and have defiled the original purity..."

The fat stick also woke up.

"What are you talking about?"

Ye Fantian couldn't help shouting.

There was a tremor in his voice that could not be concealed. It was the tremor on the mysterious soul. It seemed that this picture had a close relationship with him. Although it seemed that it had nothing to do with him, his mysterious soul was still shaking, in the sadness, anger and sadness that could not be concealed!

"Now you still can't know. Only at the most critical moment will all the information be opened for you!"

Taigu eighteen blood eyed Dragon said slowly.

"I wipe..."

Ye Fan naively wants to ravage the ancient eighteen blood eyed dragons, but this idea is just a thought. Now he really doesn't have this power.

"Third, don't be stubborn... Break it for me! No matter how powerful your power is, you can't act against the sky. You can't resist the power of the way of heaven!"

As a roar of anger came out, the sky suddenly fell apart, and all things surrendered. Then several figures broke out and disappeared into the sky.

The battle continues and the blood is still flowing.

"What power is this?"

Ye Fantian cried out in horror.

If he used to think he was strong enough, now he finally knows that he is wrong, outrageous and terrible.

Now he is weaker than any one in the battle, and the highest is just between Bozhong and the weakest one.

Don't say you've seen such a powerful force, even if you've heard it, you haven't heard it.

Once so many forces really erupt and appear in other dimensional star domains, they can sweep everything long ago. Even the forces of the Immortal Dragon Emperor and others can't stop them.

"This is the real fist technique. This is the real physical strength. One fist and one palm can shake the stars and make the stars start to shake. Such a powerful means is terrible. There is a sharp white air between breathing, as if it can fill the sky and occupy the star field..."

Ye Fantian's heart trembled, but he didn't lose his control, but chose to record the battle with the power of the mysterious soul.

His mysterious soul kept making a crackling sound. The overlord Kingdom, even the Arctic emperor and his party could not break it. However, when observing this battle, the amazing smell made Ye Fantian feel that his mysterious soul was crackling, as if he was going to break it completely.

"It's just a simulation of this battle, which makes my mysterious soul break up. How terrible is this power?"

Hiss

At the moment when ye Vatican was still thinking, a burst of transpiration from heaven and earth and a stagnation from heaven to earth seemed to be suppressed by some force and could not move. Even ye Vatican, who was watching, felt a burst of stagnation in his breath and couldn't control his whole body.

"What's going on?!"

Ye Fantian was shocked.

A flash of light, that's a light, no, what's more, it's a thunder light, with the breath that makes all things submit to it. The light flashes and tears all things in the void in an instant, but it has turned into essence.

This is a finger.

The ground above the finger is connected to the sky, but a finger seems to communicate the heaven, earth and everything.

The breath of destruction is suddenly aroused