Chapter 207 The Supreme Young Demon King

Eighteen green hills stand tall, entwined with light mist, each peak has a thousand-foot waterfall falling down, splashing bursts of thin smoke, and green water flows around the mountain. This place is lush and beautiful.

The rushing spring water and the blooming flowers add a dash of vigor and agility to this beautiful place.

In other places, this kind of scenery may be nothing, but it is rare in the northern region. There are gravels everywhere, and no grass grows. This kind of landscape is like a fairyland. The vegetation is abundant, the water is misty, the temples are misty, and the mountains and waters are green. This place is really a beautiful and pure land.

"Who are you?" The people from Qingxiamen shouted. Ye Fan directly snapped his fingers, and the giant stone engraved with the word "Qingxia" at the mountain gate shattered with a "pop" and turned into dust. "This..." Everyone sucked in the cold air, and the visitor was not good, and directly smashed Qingxia's wall stone, which was obviously meant to be real,

"Are you looking for death?" The people of Qingxiamen were furious. Only three people came, and they dared to speak up. To open a sect here, they looked down on them too much. The people who guarded the mountain gate all brought out their weapons, and the flying swords, divine hammers, etc. shot down like a rain of light.

Ye Fan didn't care, he waved his sleeves, and the sound of "click" sounded, all the weapons shattered and fell to the ground. Even if there were more than 100 monks from the life spring realm, they would not be able to compete with him. He violently flicked his sleeves, and all the people at the mountain gate flew out and fell into the pool under the waterfall.

"Go and report to the Headmaster!" By now, they knew that the trouble was big, the other party was unfathomable, and they were definitely not ordinary madmen.

Ye Fan stood in front of the mountain gate, with a flash of brilliance behind him, and there were more than 108 banners, which he spent a day engraving yesterday.

When he was in the Southern Region, Elder Han in the winter of Lingxu failed to refine his medicine and took his own life. Where did he go out of the cave to get two volumes of ancient animal skins.

One of the volumes is an ancient book about Taoism. He has been able to comprehend it after entering the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. Although this animal skin ancient scroll is not a profound ancient secret book, it has its own uniqueness.

The 108-pole flag engraved by Ye Fan, with dense dao patterns, is the method of sealing. He threw four poles and immediately locked the mountain gate.

Then, he rose into the sky and threw the remaining 1804 shots, all of which were inserted between the mountains and rivers, blocking the ten directions.

The big banner roared, a misty story, and disappeared outside the green mountains and rivers.

"You... Who the hell are you?" The person guarding the mountain gate retreated.

In front of the mountain gate, the bluestone paved road, hundreds of steps lie like a long dragon, the grass on both sides is fresh, the fairy vines are coiled, and the creek is gurgling.

"I am your future leader." Ye Fan walked forward and climbed the steps, walking lightly, without murderous intent, and his whole person was very elegant.

"You..." The people of Qingxia Clan retreated one after another. The more out of place such a young man is, the more they have no bottom in their hearts.

"This place is very good!" Ye Fan kept nodding, the oasis where Shizhai was located was too big, and the radius was only ten miles. A gust of wind blew past, and the sand and dust in the distance would rush in, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He likes landscapes and beautiful scenery, and Qingxiamen is indeed a good place to cultivate the mind.

"Who is making trouble?!" A long whistle came, and an old man burst into the sky like a meteor and landed in front of the mountain gate.

Ye Fan walked calmly, walked up slowly, and said, "I'm a loose cultivator, don't mention the name."

"Do you want to start a sect here?" The old man's eyes were clear and his face was as deep as water. Anyone who heard such news would not be able to smile.

"Yes, that's exactly what I meant." Ye Fan nodded.

"Just based on your age, you're really shameless!" The old man sneered with disdain at the corner of his mouth.

It's no wonder that he despised Ye Fan. Ye Fan was handsome and looked like he was only about fifteen years old. At such an age, even if he was a descendant of the Holy Land, he might not be able to pick Qingxia alone.

Ye Fan was in no hurry, climbed hundreds of stone steps, stood by the water, and was at the edge of the pool.

Only at this moment did the old man see some clues, Ye Fan was standing in front of him, but he was so ethereal and unpredictable.

"The bandits are rampant within a radius of 500 miles, and they are closely related to the Qingxia Sect. Are you also involved?" Ye Fan asked.

"You even know this?" The old man was uneasy and couldn't help speaking. "That's nothing to say, I'll send you on your way."

Ye Fan floated to the front all of a sudden, stretched out his hand and pressed it forward. "Om" the weapon vibrated, and seven weapons rushed out of the old man's body, including swords, spears, swords, and halberds, turning into seven long rainbows and stabbing Ye Fan's palm.

However, what shocked him was that the seven weapons were like rotten wood, broken inch by inch, vulnerable to a single blow!

That jade-like palm seemed to have a magical nature. The weapon was indeed stabbed in the palm, but it was scattered like loess and was completely shattered.

He paled in shock, such a method was so miraculous that it made him cold all over, and he was about to go backwards. "Since you condone rogues, there's nothing to say, I'll send you on your way."

Ye Fan pressed his backhand, and the old man flew out several dozen feet on the spot, and then suddenly fell apart.

The people guarding the mountain gate were dumbfounded, and even the elders in the gate were crushed to death by this young man, making them tremble all over.

This is simply God blocking and killing God, Buddha blocking and destroying Buddha, this is a young devil, who can stop it? The elder Qingxia was slapped to death with a slap. I am afraid that even if the headmaster comes out, it may not really be able to suppress.

Ye Fan ignored them and continued to move forward. Those people were trembling and dodged to both sides.

"When can I enter and leave Ji's house like this, into the Holy Land of Fluctlight?" He felt that if he wanted to make the trip, he needed a lot of sources.

Surprised, in Qingxiamen, Gu Zhongyou, everyone was startled, and many monks flew over.

In front, running water ding-dong, a piece of flowers and plants grow beside the spring pool, and at a glance, they are colorful. One after another silhouettes landed quickly, and they surrounded Ye Fan and the three of them here.

"Brother Ye..." Wang Shu was a little nervous. "Who are you rogues?!" Er Lengzi was very angry.

"Where did the three of you come from, what nonsense are you talking about?" the people around scolded.

"You allow Chen Dabeard to loot the Quartet and attack ordinary mortals, I won't wrong you?" Ye Fan calmly.

"So, Chen Dabeard died inexplicably, you made it?" Behind, an old man with a white beard and a bit of a fairy, walked forward slowly.

"A monk in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace?" Ye Fan showed a hint of surprise.

"Chen Dabeard is my disciple, and it is he who provided enough resources to let me break through the shackles of the other side. You killed him, and you dare to come!" The old guy was murderous, staring at Ye Ye. Fan, said to the people around him: "Kill him!"

All around, people were flying, rays of light were shining, all kinds of weapons were thrown out, and dozens of people shot at the same time.

Ye Fan didn't expect that so many people knew about Chen Dabeard, so he snorted coldly and decided to kill.

"You two step back and watch carefully!" He told Wang Shu and Lei Bo to get out of the way. Ye Fan's body was like a dragon, he rushed up at once, and the second of the nine secrets was displayed. He pointed to the sky and scolded lightly in his mouth. In an instant, a big seal appeared and vibrated on his head.

This is a majestic giant mountain, towering into the sky, it was detained as an ancient seal, and it was pressed down. It can be clearly seen that there are birds and beasts on it, and towering ancient trees. The "Boom" was completely unstoppable, the great seal of the mountains was so powerful that it shook down, and all the weapons that were flying in the sky turned into flying ashes.

"Ah..." The screams came, and none of the dozens of people who surrounded and killed Ye Fan could escape, their bodies cracked and vanished at the same time. This shocking scene made the cultivator in the distance gape, sweat profusely, and then couldn't help trembling.

In the sky, the Great Seal of Qingtian Guyue slowly faded, and then disappeared.

This is the holy fighting technique, the second of the nine secrets. It represents the ultimate in attacking techniques. It can evolve into thousands of tricks. Every time I realize it, I will realize a different killing technique.

"You... what kind of secret method is this?" The white-bearded old man no longer had the temperament of immortal style, showing a look of horror, and kept going backwards.

"The Great Killing Technique!"

Ye Fan smiled lightly, there was no need to tell him that this was the Nine Secrets. "This old man is the Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect, do you really want to be my enemy, Qingxia?"

He transmitted his voice loudly, shaking like a thunderbolt, awakening the retreating headmaster and the other supreme elders.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "It's useless, whoever comes can't save you."

"I'm a monk in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace. If you want to kill me, you can't do it without paying the price!"

"Go to reunite with your good apprentice, Chen Dabeard." Ye Fan took a lotus flower step by step, and the rhythm of Taoism was born under his feet, and he chased after him lightly.

"You... the old man fought with you!"

The Supreme Elder of Qingxiamen screamed fiercely, with a grim face, must stand upside down, his eyes were piercing, and more than a dozen weapons rushed out of Lunhai.

And inside his Taoist palace, a green armored "god" flew out, holding a broad sword, covered with cold light in blue iron clothes, several meters high, and with one step, the ground was cracked.

The three-meter-long sword wheel moved, the green energy was surging, it made a whining sound, and thousands of beams of brilliance shot out, like a rain of swords falling down.

This area of ​​Shenhua is soaring into the sky, more than a dozen weapons, plus this "god", trapped this area, and the endless murderous and dazzling brilliance surged violently.

In the distance, the disciples of Qingxia Sect shouted in unison, in their opinion, Ye Fan was completely submerged in it, and he would definitely die.

However, they soon shut their mouths. "Boom" Ye Fan squeezed the big Japanese seal in his hand,

The vigorous sun rises slowly, so huge that it fills the sky.

Yes, a red sun is like a boundless sea, filling the sky, vigorous and atmospheric, fiery red brilliance burns everything!

The deity wearing the cyan iron clothes was burnt to ashes in an instant, and the dozen or so martial arts were burnt into a gaseous state in an instant, and no longer existed!

Ye Fan squeezed the big sun seal in his hand, and a huge red sun was really born above his head, like a big mountain, filling the sky, so powerful that everyone couldn't help but want to kneel down.

"Ah..." The Supreme Elder of Qingxia Sect screamed. He lost the gods born in the Taoist Palace. He was severely injured and fled desperately, trying to survive.

Ye Fan shook the Great Sun Seal lightly, and in the vigorous red sun, nine golden crows rushed out all at once, with golden flowers shining all over his body, as if made of gold, each with three legs, flapping their wings and singing.

Not far from "Put Tong", many of Qingxia's disciples were oppressed by this supreme power and knelt down, unable to stand any longer.

The nine three-legged golden crows turned into nine golden rays, and they rushed past. Although the elder of Qingxia Sect had rushed out hundreds of feet, they still burned up silently, and instantly turned into black ashes.

"Ah..." The screams sounded one after another, and no one could resist where the nine Golden Crows passed, and they all disappeared with the golden fire and became dust.

This is an incomparably terrifying power, with an unparalleled sense of oppression, until Ye Fan released the Great Sun Seal, the huge red sun and the nine golden crows slowly disappeared.

Farther away, many of Qingxia's disciples collapsed and fell to the ground softly. This kind of supreme power, they couldn't resist, and it directly deterred them in their bones.

This is the first of the nine secrets, the pinnacle of the attacking technique, the unparalleled holy fighting technique! Every time I comprehend it, it will evolve into a great killing technique, which is ever-changing and will never end!

Outside, all Qingxia disciples were trembling with fear. That handsome young man was simply a demon king. The incomparable terrifying power alone was enough to shock them physically and mentally, and there was no need to fight at all.

The long whistles came one after another, and the elders of Qingxiamen and the headmaster were all alerted, and they all left the customs and rushed in quickly.

Figures flickered, and ten figures landed in succession, surrounding Ye Fan. "Ten powerhouses in the secret realm of the Taoist Palace, it seems that I can do my best today."

Ye Fan was light and calm, and there was no trace of surprise at all.