Chapter 1912: The Jiao tribe surrendered!

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At this moment, Ye Fan descended like a nine-day dragon god, and every word implies the truth of heaven and earth, and there seem to be countless laws intertwined in it.

When the words speak and the law follows, the mountains and rivers move.

For a moment, Wan Lai was silent, the world was silent, and the whole world seemed to hear Ye Fan's voice.

Immediately, the mountains and rivers within a radius of thousands of miles seemed to be "alive", the hills trembled, the rivers roared, and the entire evil sea shook.

"Boom!"

Not only the evil sea, but even more distant places, the mountains winding hundreds of thousands of miles, the power of endless mountains and rivers, carrying the breath of the avenue, converged towards Ye Fan.

Countless sects and monks living in the deep mountains were all startled, their expressions changed wildly, and they looked towards the location of Sha Hai.

"Oh my god... what happened?"

"Such a terrifying energy fluctuation, touching the origin of the Dao, seems to have reached the limit that the world can carry!"

"Could it be that someone with great power broke through the shackles?"

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In the arena, the ancestors of the hogman, the old princes and others, as well as the countless sea monsters, all looked dumbfounded, horrified, and it was difficult to use words to describe the feelings in the heart at this moment.

Mobilizing the power of mountains and rivers and dragon veins, similar magical powers, there are many in the cultivating world, but no matter how powerful a monk is, it is impossible to be like Ye Fan.

With an order, borrow hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers for your own use!

With the Shahai Sea as the center, there are hundreds of mountain peaks around, countless dragon veins surge wildly, all converging.

The old ancestor who was still roaring just now, his face changed wildly, no longer the arrogance he had before, as if he saw something extremely terrifying.

"Boy, how can you have such great supernatural powers! Ho Ho Ho... No matter what the cost, I won't let you do what I want! If I can get away, I will definitely thwart you!"

As he said, a fierce color flashed in the eyes of the ancestor of the Qingjiao, as if some great decision had been made, and the majestic force spurted out of his body, which seemed to be able to shake the universe and extinguish the stars.

The next moment, it actually took the initiative to burn surging vitality, blood and essence.

"Boom boom boom!"

The body of the ancestor of the Qingjiao was so huge that it was unbelievably huge, absorbing the breath of life in the Lizhu for tens of thousands of years, and had grown into the largest creature in the ruins and even the Tianshu star.

Now, it burns its essence and blood in spite of everything, and the power that bursts out in an instant is extremely terrible, and it seems to be able to collapse the eternal sky.

But Ye Fan's gaze remained high, unmoved, even if he stood there quietly, he revealed the supreme aura.

Dominate the mountains and rivers, split the yin and yang, shatter the void, and dominate the world.

At this moment, Ye Fan is the only **** king in this world!

"Ask the boundless land, who is the one who will rise and fall? There are many romantic figures, it is me!

Ye Fan slowly raised his hand, and the power of the mountains and rivers and dragon veins gathered from all directions was condensed into substance, as if it turned into a picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, with both the lofty mountains and the turbulent water.

The world is vast, the rivers and mountains are eternal, the sun, the moon and the stars, the stars are moving, all in it!

Under the gaze of everyone's attention, this picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, carrying the momentum of destruction, pressed against the ancestor of the green flood, and it contained not only the energy of the evil sea, but also the might of thousands of mountains and mountains.

Although the traveling speed of that piece of "Ten Thousand Miles Mountains and Rivers" is not fast, it has completely locked the Qingjiao ancestor's vitality, making him inevitable and inevitable.

"boom!"

Finally, the picture of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers smashed onto the burly body of the ancestor Qing Jiao, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were like a dam bursting and shaking.

Just the aftermath that leaked out had the power of breaking the sky and the earth, tearing the sky and shattering the sky.

In the terrifying energy storm, Ye Fan still stood proudly, motionless.

With a flick of a finger, the clouds and rain are overwhelming.

An order can make the sun and the moon hang upside down, and make the country go against chaos.

Correspondingly, the ancestor of the Qingjiao was bombarded by the map of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and the original burly and huge body was shattered and distorted.

"Boom boom boom boom!!!"

All the scales of its whole body burst apart and turned into powder. The crimson blood flooded the evil sea and dyed the entire sea area red.

terror!

Too scary!

The ancestor of the green dragon has burned his essence and blood, and even awakened the dragon bloodline hidden in his body, desperately fighting Ye Fan with the momentum of burning jade and stone.

Even so, it still can't change its destiny, an aura that is above the heavens, forcibly pressing on its body, it is simply more terrifying than the seal of Yunhai Xianzun ten thousand years ago.

"I am the Dragon God! Qing Jiao ancestor, if you disobey me, you are deceiving the ancestors and ruining your ancestors!" Ye Fan's voice was ancient and sacred, as if he had fallen from the Nine Heavens Profound Realm.

"No! I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, but I still haven't been able to transform into a real dragon! Humble, lowly and dirty human beings, you are not the real dragon **** at all, you are a false god, tarnishing the noble blood of the dragon clan! Even if I die, I am. Will not succumb!"

After saying this, the power that burst out of the ancestor Qing Jiao, wave after wave, went straight to the Ninth Heaven.

This is its final battle between the trapped beasts!

However, the suppression of rank has long been doomed.

No matter how strong a sheep is, it cannot beat a lion!

After receiving the blessing of the ancient characters of the Protoss, Ye Fan turned into the Dragon God of the God Realm.

The God Realm is high above, and the gap with the Great Thousand World is much more exaggerated than the gap between the higher and lower planes.

This kind of gap is far from being able to make up for the ancestor of the Qingjiao by working hard.

"boom!"

Finally, the extremely surging tyrannical force bombarded the ancestor of the Qing Jiao.

Its body completely disintegrated, turned into the most original and purest power, and then attracted by a mysterious power, it was submerged in the ancient Tianlong Lizhu in Ye Fan's hand.

"Huh!"

In an instant, the lizhu ray of light shined in all directions.

Previously, this Lizhu was a rare treasure in the world, shining brilliantly.

But now, after absorbing a large amount of the essence and blood of the ancestor of the Qingjiao, the quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and it seemed that a substantial transformation had taken place, completing the sublimation.

Under normal circumstances, if you want to make this kind of supreme treasure one step further, the materials you need are astronomical numbers, which are vast and vast.

However, is there anything in this world that can compare to the body and blood of a peerless great demon?

What's more important is that the ancestor of the Qing Jiao not only lived long, but even began to transform the dragon, and the body was also tainted with the breath of a real dragon, which perfectly matched the Lizhu.

Ye Fan's actions now are equivalent to refining a nine-fold powerhouse of Crossing Tribulation to use for refining tools.

Over the past ten thousand years, the ancestor of the Qing Jiao has been absorbing the breath of life in the Lizhu to continue his life.

Unexpectedly, everything it did was in vain. The breath of life that it absorbed spared a large circle, and finally turned into the most original force and returned to the Lizhu.