"Again!" This voice was like a curse that caused the members of the Golden Crow Tribe to shiver.
"Woo …" The third arrow was finally fired. It was still dozens of miles long and pierced through the clouds, creating an ear-piercing whistling sound.
Runes appeared one after another on the body of the arrow, resonating with the heaven and earth. Ye Fan had imbued this arrow with his dao imprint. This was the embodiment of his will!
This arrow flew towards the third prince and streaked over a hundred miles. Auspicious lights rose from the sky as the sky rumbled like thunder. The scene was quite frightening.
The Third Prince of the Golden Crow Race was an extremely powerful and handsome youth. He activated the Golden Crow Movement Technique and turned into a golden cloud, dodging this sure-kill attack.
The others heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the third prince was not killed. Otherwise, it would have been too frightening.
"You want to use the same arrow technique again and again? Melt him for me! Burn all the altars at all costs! "The third prince's eyes were sinister as he gave the order with a loud voice full of murderous intent.
"Woo …"
The demonic sound returned, and the dozens of kilometers long beam shot back at an even faster speed, shocking the world.
"Watch out!"
"No! Third Prince!"
The two elders of the Golden Crow Tribe cried out. Their eyes almost popped out of their sockets as their hair stood on end. However, it was already too late.
"Pluff!"
The dozens of miles long divine arrow flew back and pierced through the back of the third prince's head. It carried his corpse for more than a hundred miles before exploding. Rocks and broken bones flew in all directions.
This arrow not only contained all of Ye Fan's divine power, but it was also imprinted with his indestructible will and his enlightenment divine will. It would not stop until it killed the enemy.
When the divine arrow returned, it devoured essence energy from all directions. It was even more terrifying than when it had just left the Wan Slaying Bow. This was Ye Fan's will controlling everything!
Another prince of the Golden Crow Tribe was killed without any suspense. It was so clean and efficient that everyone from the Golden Crow Tribe felt a chill down their spine.
"Boom!"
All of the sacrificial altars started to burn. The Golden Crow Tribe's eyes turned red because of the stimulation. They didn't care about the price, they wanted to destroy all of the ancient sacrificial altars and bury Ye Fan together with them.
On Ye Fan's shoulder, the child was sobbing softly. His big bright eyes were filled with tears, and he looked pitiful. His little hands reached down. Although he was thousands of feet away from the surface of the sea, he still wanted to catch something. He sobbed and cried sadly, "Uncle Jiang …"
Ye Fan did not put the child into the cauldron. Instead, he wanted to let him experience the so-called great battle. His path was destined to be uneven, and he could not be raised like a flower in a greenhouse.
"Grow up and become strong. This is the best tribute and remembrance you can give to Uncle Jiang!" Ye Fan patted his head and said.
Then, his eyes turned cold again. Like before, he nocked an arrow and aimed at his last target, the Seventh Crown Prince of the Golden Crow Kind!
This time, five of the ten princes had come. He wanted to kill them one by one, not giving them the slightest chance.
"Quick, ignite the ancient divine formation and stop him!" The Golden Crow Race's elder shouted loudly. Meanwhile, the seventh prince had already rushed into the sky and fled for his life, staying far away from this ancient formation.
"It's useless. You can't escape today!" Ye Fan's voice was extremely cold. It resounded above the Ink Sea, making the entire ocean's angry waves beat against the clouds, striking high into the sky.
He passed through layer after layer of restrictions with the Travel Symbol Art. He stood alone high up in the sky and nocked an arrow. His entire being was as resplendent as a sun, drawing upon the essence energy of the nine heavens.
"Chi!"
The final arrow was released. The Seventh Crown Prince had already turned into a giant golden divine bird and flew more than a hundred li away. However, he still couldn't escape the great calamity.
"Pu!"
His skull was pierced by an arrow. He released a miserable scream as golden feathers danced about in the sky. Golden blood blossomed like a multicolored haze, dying the vast sky red.
The giant golden bird's corpse was like a collapsed mountain. It split into pieces and fell into the depths of the black sea, raising great waves one after another.
"Ah …"
The two elders of the Golden Crow Race cried out. Their anger shot through the nine heavens. This was a great hatred, a great enmity that made the entire race furious.
Today, the third, fourth, fifth, seventh, and eighth princes were all killed. Their fall in one day was bound to shake the world.
The ten princes of the Golden Crow School all possessed monstrous magical power and looked down on the world. They were praised as a sign of the Golden Crow Race's golden age.
However, all of this was destroyed today. Five princes were killed by one person in one day. This was a great humiliation to the world.
At the same time, one didn't even need to think to know that this would become the youth surnamed Ye's supreme fame. Shooting a Golden Crow with a bow and falling for five days in a single day — this would become a legend!
Stepping on the corpses of the Golden Crow Tribe to enter, he would become the focus of the entire world. Everyone's attention was focused on him. This kind of result was already predictable.
The elders of the Golden Crow Tribe wanted to go crazy. The youth surnamed Ye used the corpses of the Golden Crow Tribe's geniuses to establish his own fame. Just thinking about it made them go crazy and bleed.
"We can't let him escape. Even if we have to die here, we have to get rid of him!" The two Gold Crows were determined.
"Rumble!"
Dozens of altars burned and turned into a sky-piercing flame. Inside was a supreme murderous intent. Tens of thousands of Golden Crows were fighting and flashing with golden radiance as they flapped their wings towards the sky!
The ancient killing formation revealed its most terrifying aspect. Tens of thousands of crows spread their wings in the sky and spat out a murderous aura. This place became a golden ocean.
"Are we going to fight to the death?!" Ye Fan ascended step by step with an incomparably calm expression. He looked at the pitiful child who was still crying on his shoulder and said: "Take a good rest."
Next, he was going to engage in a bloody battle. He didn't want to let the child watch because it had to be done in moderation. It was already enough for him to watch the previous battle.
There was too much blood and the terrifying scene of blood flowing like a river. It really wasn't suitable for such a young child. It wasn't good for his growth.
Ye Fan gently brushed past this pitiful child, and he fell asleep. He was still calling out to the old servant in his dreams. Two lines of sparkling tears hung on his little face.
Ye Fan poured a few mouthfuls of divine spring into his mouth to help him down. Then, he put him into the holy jade bottle and began to prepare for a bloody battle.
"You killed my Golden Crow Tribe's member and killed my clan's crown prince. How are we going to repay this kind of humiliation?!" An elder Golden Crow roared to raise the morale.
"A debt of blood must be paid with blood. My Golden Crow Tribe will be punished by thirty-six thousand Golden Feather Blades. We will be slaughtered for three years and six months. Our primordial spirits will be crushed by millstones and we will be imprisoned in purgatory forever!"
Over a hundred golden crow experts roared. They were all close to going berserk. The great formation sealed the sky here. Swords cried out and ghosts wept and deities howled!
"Kill!"
"Kill his soul and cut down his body! Wash away my Golden Crow Tribe's humiliation!"
Everyone from the golden crow race went crazy. Everyone roared together, their voices shaking heaven and earth. The entire Northern Sea was about to erupt.
In the distance, there were cultivators who could vaguely hear this. Their expressions all changed. They saw ghosts and deities weeping and gloomy clouds appear. It was as if the heavens themselves were descending. They all fled.
When Ye Fan saw this type of high morale, he didn't say anything else. He used the Travel Formula to break through the restrictions and directly rushed into the sky. The Six Dao Reincarnations Fist moved, immediately producing a dusk of fallen deities. Deities wailed and all types of irregular scenes appeared.
Hong!
The might of this fist contained all of Ye Fan's essence energy. It was the embodiment of his dao force's sublimation, advancing courageously. This was the result of his four years of dao!
"Ah …"
The might of this fist was released. More than ten burning ancient altars were shattered. The berserk and tyrannical aura was like raging waves beating against the shore. Rubble flew everywhere, covering the sky and earth.
Ye Fan charged through this ancient killing formation, slaughtering out a sky that was dyed in blood!
The might of this fist caused more than forty experts of the golden crow race to fall. They were all shattered in the void and decayed along with their altars.
Ye Fan used the Six Dao Reincarnations Fist to shatter the golden crow race's confidence and destroy their morale. The remaining seventy to eighty people all shut their mouths, not a single one of them clamoring.
"When you all killed the descendants of the human race's Saint Emperor, did you ever have a similar feeling? What a debt of blood must be paid in blood. It's really moving. I'm standing right here. All of you, come at me together!"
Ye Fan stood there calmly. His body was stained with specks of blood, but not a single drop belonged to him. It was all left behind by his enemies.
"Kill!"
"We can't let him leave alive. One day, he shot five of our race's princes with a bow. This is a great humiliation for our entire race!"
The two old golden crows shouted themselves hoarse. Their golden hair was disheveled as they roared towards the sky.
Once this news was spread out, the golden crow race wouldn't be able to lift their heads anymore. Their so-called reputation would plummet, and Ye Fan, a young man who had stepped on the corpses of the golden crows to advance, would be famous in the world.
"Okay, then let's kill!" Ye Fan's voice was calm, but there was a bloody smell coming from it. It was extremely chilling.
"Clang, clang …"
In the sky, sword lights clanged as countless divine swords shot out. Thousands of golden crows flapped their wings and turned into beams of golden light that shot towards Ye Fan.
This was the burning altar of the ancient killing formation, releasing the most terrifying energy. If it was any other Saint Lord, he or she would have died here.
However, Ye Fan had the Xing Word Formula. Although this formation posed a great threat to him, it couldn't kill him at this moment.
Seeing the crazy old man's secret technique, he had touched the domain of time. Ye Fan himself had spent more than four years in the Eye of the North Sea. It could be said that he had reached a profound level, and not many ancient formations could kill him.
"Boom!"
Ye Fan didn't hold back at all. With a Sky Flipping Seal, more than ten experts of the golden crow race in front of him were turned into meat paste, including six half-step experts. The so-called killing formation couldn't stop him.
"Summon the Golden Crow Ancient Great Sage!"
The two elders roared. Their bodies became faint and merged with the tens of thousands of golden crows in the formation. They turned into two even more terrifying ancestral crows that illuminated the world.
The two ancestral crows shone brightly as they moved unhindered between the heaven and earth. They used their power to fight until the North Sea was about to dry up!
Ghosts wept and deities howled here. All of the Golden Crow Race's experts rushed over, fighting a great battle against Ye Fan. The skies were dyed red with blood.
No one knew how long the battle had lasted. All the ancient altars had collapsed, and countless golden feathers danced in the air. The sky was covered in blood, and even the sea was red.
Corpses fell down one after another. The golden crow race was almost completely dead, and blood dyed the sky red.
In this battle, Ye Fan fought against more than a hundred experts of the golden crow race alone. There was no lack of great experts, elders, and future inheritors of the golden crow race. He killed them all!
This was a world of blood. Ye Fan's body was covered in blood as he went on a killing spree. This battle shook the North Sea!
One could imagine how terrifying the consequences of this battle would be. The storm that would spread soon could be predicted.
Yin Tiande, goddess Yi Qingwu, Lu Ya, and all the other experts in the world would be shaken.
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