Ye Fan was mad with hatred. His eyes were frightening, and his hair stood up in anger. At the crucial moment, all his efforts were wasted. The North Thearch actually came at this time and messed up the situation.
They were all humans, but Wang Teng did not come to help. He came for revenge. He drove the war chariot straight into the Black Emperor's formation and helped the eight generals. He turned the situation around, which made Dongfang Ye and the others want to chop him into pieces.
"Pfff!"
Ye Fan shook his arm and waved his dark golden spear, sweeping away thousands of soldiers. The heads of the ancient race flew up in front of him. The sharp spear tip was like the edge of a knife. It was bright and dazzling, and it slashed through many throats.
Countless heads flew into the air, and fresh blood dyed the sky red. Ye Fan did his best to kill the enemies. He fought in all directions against the eight generals. Everywhere he went, the wind howled and blood rained down.
At this moment, everything changed. The three ancient princes started to block him, and he was no longer the one blocking them and not letting him rush over to help!
"Kill!"
At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes were red from killing. He shouted out the word 'swastika' in the form of a dao shout. It turned into a violent wave that swept through the sky like a flood.
This was a great killing technique that attacked everyone indiscriminately. As it swept through the heaven and earth, dao patterns spread out, and corpses flew into the sky one after another.
"Pfff!"
Ye Fan roared into the sky. His dao voice rose to a new and terrifying height. The eight generals that were rushing over fell densely and then exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist.
In all directions, there were corpses of the eight generals. They fell like crops being harvested and then collapsed. The sky was filled with broken limbs, broken bones, and blood.
This was a blood-stained world. It was an extremely tragic scene. Ye Fan went crazy and used all his methods to rush forward because the monkey in the distance was in a bad situation.
The sacred prince had been fighting for so long that his blood qi was almost used up. He was in danger. He was surrounded by the Heavenly Prince and a few half-saints. Wang Teng was also driving the golden war chariot forward. He could die at any time.
The Sacred Prince had been in a life and death battle earlier, and it was different from the battle between Ye Fan and Huang Xudao's group of three. Up to this point, his combat strength had been almost completely exhausted, and he was practically dried up.
The eight godly generals, a few half-saints, Wang Teng, and the invincible Prince Tian attacked together. Even a true descendant of a god would find it hard to resist!
On the other side of the battlefield, the Black Emperor and the others were in a dangerous situation as well. Because a few Half-Saints amongst the spectators were finally unable to restrain themselves and had charged over!
"Goddess Furnace, kill him!"
Raging flames swept about, overflowing into the heavens. The fiery light burned half the sky red, causing many ancient races to feel resentment. The goddess furnace was a rare treasure among divine artifacts. It was a weapon forged by Emperor Heng Yu for the founder of the path of human desires, the Great Sage. Its destructive power was great.
"Clang!" The lid of the furnace made a loud noise, and it almost sucked in a Semi-Sage expert. His entire body was covered in flames, and he was almost burnt to a crisp.
"Ah …"
The battle was bitter, and the sounds of killing could be heard everywhere. There were many ancient race figures who had joined the battle, and they were all very powerful characters.
"Hong!"
Dongfang Ye took action. The Wolf Tooth Club in his hand swept through the sky, causing the void to collapse. Unfortunately, another Semi-Sage also brought a broken divine artifact to resist, and the battle became even more bitter.
Ye Fan's heart was filled with flames, and he wanted nothing more than to immediately kill his way over. However, the three Ancient Princes used all kinds of methods to hinder him. Even though he had killed many ancient race experts, he still couldn't rush over quickly.
In the end, he released a clear roar, and his phenomenon appeared, traversing the nine heavens!
This was a complicated phenomenon that was entangled together. It was difficult to see clearly, but its power was enough to split the sky. The eight godly generals suffered countless casualties, and those who were swept by it all turned into pieces of bone and blood.
Even the three Ancient Princes were blasted away, unable to stop it. Ye Fan broke free from the three's pursuit. A dark golden spear hung above his head, and his left hand held the black arrow. His right hand formed the Six Path Reincarnation Fist as he weaved through the world, slaughtering his way towards the most intense area.
"Pu!"
The black arrow in his hand slashed forward, piercing through a Semi-Sage in the sky. With a pu sound, he turned into a bloody mist.
The great battle had reached this point, and human lives were worth less than grass. There were corpses everywhere, and blood was everywhere. Ye Fan had gone crazy from killing. He was worried that something bad would happen to the Sacred Prince.
"Wang Teng, hand over your life!"
He was invincible, and all those who obstructed him along the way were turned into a bloody paste. The energy in his heart turned into a heavenly blade that rushed out from his mouth. The snow-white blade radiance swept through the army.
If Wang Teng hadn't arrived and used the divine artifact to break the Black Emperor's great formation, the situation wouldn't have been reversed like this. The Sacred Prince would most likely have already been beheaded!
Now, the battle situation was completely reversed. The eight godly generals rushed out like a breached dam, and several Semi-Sages were freed. The Sacred Prince who had the upper hand immediately fell into a desperate situation.
Ye Fan's killing intent surged. There was a wave of anger in his heart, and he wanted nothing more than to immediately cut down the culprit, Wang Teng. As a human, he actually changed sides at this time and helped the ancient race, changing everything on the battlefield. This made him feel great hatred.
It was precisely because of this that the ancient race spectating the battle became restless. Several Semi-Sages took action, and the current situation was grim to the extreme.
There were countless corpses under Ye Fan's feet. He simply didn't know how many people he had killed while charging through the army. Everywhere he passed, blood spurted out and countless corpses were left.
"Even the three ancient princes couldn't stop me. Who among you dares to act rashly? After this battle, I'll kill anyone who makes a move even if they escape to the nine heavens beyond! "
The monkey was in danger. Ye Fan roared in anger, and his voice was like a thunderclap that shook the world. It was incomparably terrifying and intimidated the ancient race.
However, he was very calm in his heart. A manifestation manifested. Gods and devils stood tall, sweeping out in all directions. The sky was filled with blood and shattered bones, but he didn't stop his enemies.
This roar of his did indeed stun many people. At the very least, there were very few ancient race spectators who stepped out. They were all incomparably fearful. When they saw how unrivaled he was like a young devil king, everywhere he passed by, a rain of blood would fall, and no one could stop him.
All of a sudden, a supreme killing intent appeared behind Ye Fan's back. If this sword pierced through his immortal foundation, even if he had the saint body of a human, he would still die a miserable death.
Ye Fan abruptly turned and a black arrow arced through the air. A crisp ding sound rang out, resounding through the nine heavens.
In this bloody battle, someone wielded a secret treasure and clashed head-on with him. When he was about to arrive, that person blocked his path, cutting off his connection with the Sacred Prince.
"You are also a human!" Ye Fan felt a chill in his heart. Although this person had the appearance of an ancient race expert, when he operated a mysterious art, the offensive dao force he displayed contained the characteristics of the human race.
In addition, this was a powerful human who wasn't much weaker than the Ancient Prince. His strength was even a level or two higher than Wang Teng. His obstruction caused Ye Fan's gaze to turn even colder. His battle qi surged as he unleashed his strongest attack.
"BOOM!"
That person was blasted flying. Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. His expression was strange, but his life wasn't in danger. The killing light in the depths of his eyes vanished as he retreated.
Ye Fan couldn't be bothered to chase after him. He directly rushed towards the Sacred Prince's location. He attacked like lightning, slaughtering his way through the world. Blood and bones were everywhere. He stepped on the corpses of many ancient race experts as he advanced, finally arriving here.
His words just now also angered the Fire Qilin. He coldly said from afar, "You said that even the three Ancient Princes couldn't stop you. Today, I will fight you alone!"
On the other side, the Sacred Prince had gone all out and was seriously injured. Several half-saints, Wang Teng, who was driving the ancient golden chariot, and the Sacred Prince, who possessed the world's number one bloodline power, were attacking together. He was fighting with his life on the line. His physical condition wasn't optimistic at all.
The Sacred Prince looked at Ye Fan and said, "Maybe it's time to leave."
"You guys go first. I can kill the Sacred Prince!" Ye Fan said in a low voice.
Then, he swept his gaze over Wang Teng and another person who wasn't much weaker than the Ancient Prince. His eyes were frightening. His anger towards these two people surpassed his hatred towards the Sacred Prince.
The Human Race! At the crucial moment, the Human Race's experts actually interfered. Two great experts came at once. Normally, they wouldn't come out, but they arrived at this time.
Ye Fan's gaze swept over the many spectators. Many people from the great sects of the Southern Domain didn't come out. Seeing his gaze, many people lowered their heads.
As for Daoist Li and the others, they were already hiding somewhere.
But the difference was that the Ancient Race would send people out from time to time, forming a sharp contrast. In the distance, Li Heishui and Li Tian couldn't help but curse. Only two people from the Human Race attacked them.
Ye Fan withdrew his gaze. This couldn't be blamed on the Southern Domain Sects. If they weren't half-saints, they would also be courting death. They indeed had their own difficulties. This was how the world was. Everyone was in danger.
"Even if I'm the only one left, I will kill you!" Ye Fan stared at the Sacred Prince. His eyes were frighteningly bright, shooting out rays of light. The few half-saints couldn't help but take a few steps back.
The Sacred Prince was already seriously injured. Facing such a powerful will and killing intent, his heart palpitated. A trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
"The person who can kill me hasn't been born yet. It's impossible for him to come to this world. Today, all of you will die!" A tiger wouldn't fall even if it died. With his status, even if he was afraid, he had to speak with force.
One-fifth of the Ancient Race were friendly to the Human Race. After seeing the Human Race's development for so many years, they were moved. Another one-fifth of them were neutral, while the remaining three-fifths were very hostile.
Now, Ye Fan had intimidated a portion of the spectators, but there were still some who wanted to go down and attack them.
"Boom!"
The Fire Qilin arrived and hacked down with his halberd. This was a saint artifact. The snow-white halberd blade was as large as a door. Tens of thousands of dao marks hung down as it suppressed Ye Fan.
"Clang!"
Ye Fan held the black arrow in his left hand and faced the dazzling halberd blade. His right hand formed the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist and punched toward the Fire Qilin's forehead.
"Kill, kill them all for me!" The Sacred Prince shouted coldly.
The eight generals roared in unison. Their roars shattered countless main peaks. The entire desolate land was about to collapse and become a wasteland.
In the Ji Clan, an ordinary-looking man frowned after hearing the news. He stood up and walked out.
"You … are you going to attack?" A living fossil asked.
"Yes." The man's words were simple and forceful.
The few living fossils didn't object and couldn't say much. The outside world might not know this person's identity, but they knew that no one could control his will.
This usually quiet and ordinary young man suddenly stopped and turned around. "The Void Emperor has never been weaker than anyone in his life. He pacified the darkness chaos, suppressed Undying Mountain, and fought against the gods of the outer realms. He never retreated. My Ji Clan fears no one, be it the past or the present. There are some things … you can rest assured. "
In the desolate battlefield.
"Do you see? They don't dare to attack at all, but my people are increasing!" The Sacred Prince laughed coldly and swept his gaze over the human spectators. He then mocked Ye Fan.
Many of the spectators in the southern region lowered their heads.
"Even if there are thousands of soldiers and horses, I will take your head today!" Ye Fan's gaze was sharp as he looked at the Sacred Prince. He even broke the Fire Qilin's halberd.
"Ah …"
Suddenly, a miserable scream rang out. An ancient race half-saint was smashed into pieces by a palm. Blood spurted out into the sky.
"Who is it?!" The eight generals were instantly thrown into chaos.
An ordinary-looking man who wouldn't be noticed in a sea of people appeared. He killed a half-saint with his bare hands and directly rushed to the Sacred Prince's side.
His void technique had reached the acme of perfection and was impossible to defend against. With a "pa" sound, the Sacred Prince's palm collided with the latter, causing the latter to cough out blood and retreat.
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