Chapter 325 Crazy Kill! (Ch 325)

The Red-robed Heavenly Monarch looked solemn, and asked this question for the first time: “What secrets does this guy have?”

Time magic and incarnation are difficult to perform.

It’s just a Nascent Soul, both of them have achieved small success, and there is no problem when using them!

It’s unbelievable.

and.

There seemed to be some secret treasure that replenished the magic power, otherwise it would have been drained out long ago after using so many forbidden spells.

“He has been disguising himself for so long just to lure out Ling Tian Jian Jun and several other bigwigs. He has big plans and he’s stepping on our faces to vent his anger.”

Taixuan Tianjun’s eyes were cold, and he said grimly: “If we don’t take action now, at least half of the Yuanying of the Tianxian and Zhenmo sects will die.”

This time, Hongxia Tianjun did not stop him.

“It’s too late.”

The Red-robed Heavenly Lord sneered.

In the secret realm, Ye Bufan’s figure was so fast that it was difficult to catch him, and he was approaching Lingtian Sword Lord who had escaped thirty thousand miles away in an instant.

The latter’s face changed drastically, and he spurted out blood, dyeing the flying sword red.

“Destroy God!”

“Broken virginity!”

“Break the law!”

The flying sword split into three, turning into a terrifying blood-red sword light, which fiercely slashed at Ye Bufan.

A desperate blow from a sword master is enough to kill a cultivator of the same level.

“Now! Go!”

The Ghost Owl was overjoyed to see this. Without Ye Bufan blocking the way, he could pass through the vortex safely.

The other Yuanyings woke up as if from a dream and ran towards the vortex madly.

However–

Another Ye Bufan walked out of the void, holding a gilded bow, and standing in front of the vortex with an expressionless face.

Like a god of war facing an army of thousands.

Looking at “Ye Bufan” who was chasing Lingtian Sword Lord, he was shattered like a bubble under the three sword lights.

It’s actually… a clone!

“The sword skills of the Tianxian Sect are pretty good, I want them.”

Almost at the moment of the clone’s death, Ye Bufan pulled the Houyi bow in his hand, and arrows from mountains and rivers turned upside down and shot out violently.

“Impossible! I clearly took Hou Yi’s bow!”

Ling Tian Jian Jun’s hair stood on end, and he subconsciously took out the stolen Hou Yi bow. He probed it with his spiritual sense and suddenly found that it was actually a replica!

It was snatched too quickly before and there was no time to investigate.

“Do you think you can snatch something from me?” Ye Bufan said expressionlessly.

He had fought against more than 600 Nascent Souls before, and the moment he retreated he replaced Hou Yi’s bow with a fake one.

The Emperor of Poetry deceived him with the fake Houyi bow.

That guy’s Qiankun bag was piled high with fakes.

“boom!”

Lingtian Sword Lord roared and successively summoned various top-level magic weapons such as swords, shields, jade pendants, etc.

However, under the piercing of the Mountain and River Arrow, it seemed like paper and shattered into pieces. With a “bang”, the arrow blew up the body of Lingtian Sword Lord and nailed his Nascent Soul to the ground.

“I happen to lack the sword ability with incredible attack power. I believe that you, a visitor from the fairyland, should not have any soul restrictions in your mind.”

Ye Bufan swung out the fishing rod, and the long fishing line stretched for thousands of miles, hooking Lingtian Sword Lord’s Nascent Soul and catching it in his hand.

After waiting for so long, what I want is the magical power of the fairyland!

This will be his killing weapon against Huashen Tianjun.

“Ye Bufan, you will die in my immortal land’s hands sooner or later!”

Lingtian Sword Master yelled with resentment, but Ye Bufan ignored him, sealed it, and put it into his Qiankun bag.

“Shua——”

The ghost owl’s body swelled up, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a giant with a green face and fangs, full of ghostly aura, and came towards Ye Bufan to devour him.

Ghost cultivators are best at attacking souls.

“This person is too powerful!”

“No matter how strong he is, he can’t kill us all! Force him to open the passage!”

When the other hundreds of monks saw this, their fear turned into endless anger and they frantically used their magic weapons.

“town!”

Ye Bufan’s tongue burst into spring thunder, and his spiritual consciousness formed a huge shock wave that swept across the world. Everyone’s attacking momentum paused, their souls were injured, and blood gushed out of their mouths and noses.

The green-faced, fang-toothed giant who was closest to him was shattered by the impact of the spiritual consciousness. The ghost owl felt as if it had been hit hard, and its state quickly weakened.

“Transform…transform into the divine consciousness of the divine realm?!”

The ghost owl was horrified. With a loud bang, his tall body was blown away by a huge hand filled with lightning, crashing into several mountains in the distant sky and destroying his soul.

A generation of ghost giant, died!

“Whoosh!”

The giant Xuannv quietly escaped towards the vortex, but an arrow was faster.

“No, no, I want to…” Xuannu was terrified and hurriedly offered a big flag and a handkerchief.

This is her most precious defensive weapon.

“Crack!”

The big flag was cut off by the arrow, and the handkerchief was torn into pieces. Xuannu was shot and exploded by an arrow, piercing through thousands of miles, and her Nascent Soul exploded to pieces.

Another giant dies.

Ye Bufan had an indifferent expression, holding Houyi’s bow, overlooking the magical powers and treasures that were pouring in like a torrent.

“Shocking Blood Escape.”

He took a step forward, dodged countless attacks, and escaped into the crowd.

“Fellow Daoist Ye… I am willing to sacrifice everything for you…”

The last giant, Zhang Xianchen, forced a smile.

“You talk too much nonsense!” Ye Bufan had a blank expression on his face and his figure disappeared.

Zhang Xianchen’s face turned pale with anger, and he suddenly spat out a small black mountain from his mouth, smashing it into the void on the right.

The void was torn apart, Ye Bufan walked out, pointed with one hand: “Time stands still.”

“Crack!”

The hill froze, and Ye Bufan dodged it directly. He activated his golden body, surged with magic power, and punched Zhang Xianchen’s head to pieces, causing his brains to splatter.

With the blessing of the “magic pill”, his magic power far exceeds that of the giants.

Plus the flesh and blood of the twelve Brahma Sutras.

Even top-level defensive magic weapons can’t stop it.

It’s a complete crushing.

With a “swoosh” sound, Zhang Xianchen’s Nascent Soul fled in panic, but was caught before it had gone far, and was captured and sealed into the Qiankun bag.

“Ahhh!!”

Then, screams were heard.

Ye Bufan was like a demon, charging into the crowd, displaying all kinds of magical powers. Blood exploded and dyed the sky red.

“puff!”

The severed finger shot out and pierced into the lower abdomen of a person in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, causing the Nascent Soul to shatter in fear.

Ye Bufan’s white hair was flying, as if he was in an empty space, he easily avoided the sonic giant, and his True Demon Sword swept out, killing the Great True Lord Qin Yin.

By the way, take away the opponent’s Qiankun bag.

“Ye Bufan! You will die a horrible death!”

“My Tianxian Sect will not let you go!”

Howls and curses came one after another, and in a blink of an eye, more than 30 Nascent Souls were slaughtered, which frightened everyone outside the secret realm.

The speed is too fast.

No matter what magical powers or magic weapons these people have, they can’t get close to Ye Bufan.

The offensive capability is comparable to that of a god.

“escape!”

In the end, hundreds of Nascent Souls were so frightened that they dared not go up anymore. They each used their magical powers to escape towards the vortex.

“Crack!”

Another cultivator had his neck broken and his Nascent Soul was taken out.

Ye Bufan was bathed in blood, his eyes grim, he bent his bow and pulled the arrow, using Houyi’s bow to replenish his mana consumption, while at the same time shooting and blasting the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianxian Sect.

In a moment.

More than a hundred Yuanying died.

Whoever runs faster will die. It is obvious that they don’t want to let anyone go.

“This person has endless magical powers! Something is wrong!”

Taixuan Tianjun’s eyes were cold, and he finally couldn’t resist taking action. He formed seals with his hands, and the endless spiritual energy of the wasteland was drained away, turning into a golden seal that tore open the vortex and suppressed Ye Bufan.

The secret realm of daylight was in turmoil, as if it could not bear it and collapsed rapidly. Large cracks appeared everywhere. More than a dozen Nascent Souls were caught off guard and were torn into pieces while howling in the cracks of the void.

The seal was also rebounded by the world and its power was continuously weakened.

But no matter how weak the power is, it is not something that the Nascent Soul can withstand.

“Shengguang.”

“List.”

Ye Bufan’s eyes brightened, a protective divine light enveloped his body, and twelve True Demon Swords came out of his mouth, gathering into a sword formation.

With the current magic power, the might of the sword formation is comparable to that of the early stage of transformation.

But under the seal of the Dharma, it bends inch by inch and loses its spirituality.

“Time flies.”

Ye Bufan shot out an arrow suddenly, but it was crushed on the spot, and the seal just dimmed a little.

“Golden body.”

“Log in!”

Ye Bufan’s entire body was golden like a Buddha, and he was holding the huge seal head-on. The divine light that protected his body flashed at a high frequency, constantly weakening its power.

When it is weakened by 60% to 70%, the protective divine light disappears without a trace.

The golden skin was like being hit by a mountain, cracking continuously, blood splattering, Ye Bufan was knocked thousands of miles away, and with a loud bang, he fell deep into the ground.

Smoke and dust rolled up, blocking a large area of ​​vision.

“Is he dead?”

Outside the secret realm, the monks of the three overlords were staring at the secret realm with their eyes fixed.

“Bang!”

A figure covered in blood walked out slowly, brushed the dust off his hair, revealing two rows of big white teeth, and smiled as bright as the morning glow.

“This is the incarnation of the spirit. It’s very powerful, but it can’t kill me.”