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- "This fluctuation?!"
Ye Fantian's expression suddenly changed.
He is very familiar with this wave, very familiar with it. It is the breath of the mark of hell. There is actually a mark of hell hidden here, and judging from the fluctuations, the number is at least two marks.
At this time, the fat man's divine robes were shining, and he was wearing a supreme crown. The supreme brilliance on his body shone brightly, as if to suppress all living things, and spread it out wherever he went.
¡°Buzz¡¡±
That is a huge Buddha.
"I have never known the true origin of this fat man's magic stick, but when he really saw it, Ye Fantian's face began to become a little shocked.
Buddha power, endless and majestic power of Buddha.
Above the void, the giant Buddha was boundless, and its aura of supreme terror was suppressed, even making Ye Fantian feel quite threatened. In front of him, this fat man's magic stick seemed to be growing continuously. It even gradually began to become as huge as the heaven and the earth.
"This guy is actually related to the Buddha Sect!"
Ye Fantian whispered in his mouth.
"Well there is a great cause and effect between this person and the Buddha Sect, but he is not a disciple of the Buddha Sect." The Ancient Eighteen Blood-Eyed Dragon said slowly, which showed that he had known about the Fatty God for a long time. The identity of the stick.
"Yan Ya!"
The voice of original sin came out slowly.
He seemed to be expressionless when looking at the fat man, but in fact, there was a look of horror in his eyes. Obviously, he had not guessed the identity of the fat man.
At this time, Original Sin's body was filled with sword aura. It was a world of indescribable swords. Those swords were all essence, and each handle had a different charm. However, these auras merged together to form seven different kinds of swords. breath.
Pride, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and inner desires!
Even if he is as powerful as Ye Fantian, he can't help but fluctuate after seeing the sword intent condensed on the opponent's body. Such a terrifying sword intent, if it is strengthened and swung, it will definitely It can make people unable to resist, and the powerful touching in the heart may instantly turn the whole person upside down and make it impossible to calm down.
This should be the origin of the other party¡¯s name, original sin, the many sins in the body of life.
"But the true strength of Original Sin is only seven epochs of cultivation at this time, which is still far behind the fat man in front of him.
The aura lingering around the body of the fat man's magic stick triggered the inhuman fluctuations in Ye Fantian's body, and he began to vent them violently.
There was a confrontation between the two at this time.
"A martial arts saint-level cultivationthis fat man's magic stick will actually be a martial arts saint-level cultivation!"
Ye Fantian became more and more shocked.
"I didn't expect you to still remember my name"
The fat man said slowly. At this time, his playful and smiling attitude seemed to have completely disappeared.
Yan Ya!
It turned out to be this person¡¯s name.
An extremely strange name.
"Boom"
The aura on his body is constantly surging, and the cultivation of the fat man's magic stick is constantly driving changes in the vitality of the surrounding world, as if he is about to reach the ninth heaven.
"Suppress!"
Ye Fantian roared in a low voice.
If he really reaches the ninth level at this time, even the strong men in the Jiuxiao Realm will probably know about it. Even if Ye Fantian doesn't know who the so-called Yan Ya is, once the strong men in the Buddha Realm feel his Existence, I'm afraid it won't take a moment to attract countless powerful people, and even martial arts saint-level powerhouses from the Buddhist realm will appear.
"Boom!" The fat man gave Ye Fantian a strange look. At this time, in front of him, countless phantoms of giant Buddhas appeared in front of him. He controlled a huge black lotus, and around him, those giant Buddhas The phantoms all worshiped together.
No, it¡¯s not just worship, it¡¯s kneeling down, kowtowing, and paying homage!
It¡¯s hard to imagine what this guy is planning to do.
However, the aura on the fat man's magic stick quickly shrank back.
"Huh I originally planned to break through the Nine Heavens Realm in one fell swoop, let's forget it!"
He said with a helpless smile.
"You don't seem to be a BuddhaAs a disciple of the sect, you can see it from the Buddha lingering around you. It is difficult to imagine your true identity. "
"Evil thoughts!"
The fat man said lightly.
"I am the Buddha's evil thoughts, which were created after the evil thoughts of all Buddhas merged with each other. Strictly speaking, I am nothingness, but in the end consciousness emerged. Not only was it not eliminated, but it became stronger and stronger. Therefore, the Buddha Realm Those people are all afraid of me, and they tried their best to suppress me, but they didn¡¯t expect that this uncle, who is talented and intelligent and protected by heaven and earth, has come back again"
This guy¡¯s playful smile has returned to his original state again.
However, this also made Ye Fantian secretly breathe a sigh of relief. If he were to truly become an enemy of this guy, it would be quite difficult given his current strength.
At best, both sides will suffer losses, and they may even be suppressed by this guy.
So, not fighting this guy is a great good thing for Ye Fantian.
"I have finally recovered. Although it is still less than 100% of the strength of the heyday, it is enough. It is a steady stream. This is strength!"
Even Original Sin, who has always been extremely calm, looked a little excited at this time.
"Thereit seems to be the breath of hell!"
The fat man said with a look of covetous expression on his face, his eyes were glowing, and he looked so wretched.
But for this guy, Ye Fantian said helplessly:
"Can you stop pretending I'm so tired." "I guess it's because I don't get noticed, so I use this obscene way to attract others' attention!"
"Pitiful¡¡"
"Sad"
Several guys, including Kong Xuan, could not help but shake their heads and said.
Then she completely ignored him and walked slowly past this guy.
The disciple was left with the look of astonishment on the fat man¡¯s face:
"Pity? Sad? You uncles"
A shrill roar came out, but no one paid attention to him, because at this time, Ye Fantian was looking at everything in front of him with wide eyes.
Four ancient marks were spinning in front of him.
The dark aura like glass is circulating and gathering crazily.
This is the mark of hell, the mark of supreme hell!
A total of four!
The blood in Ye Fantian's body was gushing, and the excitement that could not be concealed was clearly expressed on his face.
He himself has twelve hell marks, and with these four, there are sixteen. There are still two left. Hell will be completely integrated. By then, there is no need to look for those old parts of hell. With him The prison emperor's mark can be easily summoned.
This is the power of hell, its existence is simply immortal.
"Wow"
With a slight movement of the palm, a vast amount of power began to burst out from the inside of the body.
"Roar¡¡"
Holding four marks of hell in his hand, Ye Fantian roared to the sky, his voice shattered countless galaxies. In the entire Xuantian Continent, countless mysterious runes began to form in the void. That was hell. The oldest writing.
"Hell is about to open. The heavens are filled with gods and Buddhas! Wait!" - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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