At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

"Holy Body, all this happened because of you..."

The people of the Yin Yang Sect refused to give an inch and faced off against Ye Fan and others, forcing them all to come over. The people of the Yaoguang Holy Land followed closely behind.

"Holy Body Ye Fan, I want to fight with you on the stage of life and death!"

"Ye Fan, do you dare to fight me!"

"Yes, Ye Fan, you are the leader of a party in vain, can you only hide? Do you dare to go to the stage of life and death?"

"Holy Body, I want to challenge you, will you accept it? If you don't dare, then commit suicide..."

I don’t know who spoke first. The two major forces were trying to get in touch with each other. The old monks with white hair and beards all invited Ye Fan, a young man who was only in his teens, to fight. They didn’t even want to lose their face.

"Who is the leader of my religion? Can you invite me to fight? If you want to fight, we will accompany you..."

The eighth son of the Ji family and another powerful man strode forward at the same time. The majestic energy and blood above his head penetrated the sky, like two dragon pillars.

"The eighth son of the Ji family, do you really want to have your own way?"

Someone deliberately shouted angrily so loudly that everyone present in the Ji family frowned secretly.

"Little Ye Fan, you are a cowardless person, can you only hide?"

"Today, you have to fight whether you want to fight or not!"

"Holy Body Ye Fan, I'm here to fight you. If I can't kill you within ten moves, I'll commit suicide!"

"You and I are both young people, how dare you go to the stage of life and death with me for a life and death showdown..."

The Yin Yang Sect and the Yaoguang Holy Land were very excited, and even some young disciples were staring at Ye Fan closely, wanting to invite him to fight.

"Shut your mouth! If you don't accept it, just come up and I'll take it all!"

On the life and death battle stage, Pang Bo shouted.

His voice was like thunder from the sky, shaking the sky, drowning out everyone's words, making everyone's eardrums buzz, and the weaker ones even dizzy.

Holy Lord Yaoguang's eyes moved slightly. At this moment, he wanted to go to the life and death battle platform and kill the young man in front of him on the spot to avenge his senior brother.

After two consecutive battles, the opponent must have consumed a lot of money, not to mention that Li Daoqing, who has been seriously injured now, has prepared a backup plan and is sure of victory.

At this moment, a phantom of Buddha appeared behind Ye Fan, and it turned out to be Gatling Bodhisattva.

Seeing this giant Buddha, people were immediately surprised, and then became quiet.

The disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect and the Yaoguang Holy Land instantly calmed down and stepped back together with great sincerity.

The merit halo behind the head of the Buddha's phantom sheds warm and soft Buddha light, shrouding Pang Bo on the life and death battle stage. It was as if he had taken a holy medicine, and his injuries recovered in an instant.

Seeing this scene, Holy Lord Yaoguang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he silently retracted his stepped foot.

"Everyone, why don't we stop here. You are all outstanding people in the world. There is no need to fight to the death."

"The ancient race is about to be born. You should think more about the situation of the human race..."

Yaochi’s contemporary Queen Mother of the West spoke up and wanted to mediate.

Up to now, few people in the Yin-Yang Sect and Yaoguang Holy Land are willing to continue fighting. The giant Buddha enshrined by the Holy Sect has only appeared as a phantom, which makes everyone present extremely fearful.

Ye Fan walked out, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "Since I have come to participate in the Yaochi event, I just want to settle the grudges of the past with you." He stepped into the battle stage of life and death step by step, and the shadow of the Buddha behind him gradually disappeared: "If you are interested, , you can all come up to the life and death battle platform to discuss your level with me."

"Of course, don't worry, I will never rely on Gatling Bodhisattva to use my power to overwhelm others."

Ye Fan's voice was very sincere.

Pang Bo had already secretly communicated with Ye Fan. He didn't say much, turned around and walked out. After a few flashes, he left the life and death battlefield, leaving this battlefield to Ye Fan.

Everyone was a little confused and didn't know what kind of medicine the Holy Body was selling.

People from the Yin Yang Sect and Yaoguang Holy Land were a little moved, but when they thought of the giant Buddha, they lost confidence in their hearts.

"Humph, Holy Body Ye Fan!"

Suddenly, with a cold snort, three strong men appeared on the scene, all with a calm and intimidating aura.

One of the middle-aged men was tall and burly, with blood as strong as the sea, and very scary. He was the Green Dragon King.

Next to him, the Maurya King had light hair and looked to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very delicate in appearance, but he was so powerful that he was comparable to the top saint-level figures.

The last person is even more terrifying. The Taoist robes on his body are extremely old, as if they have been worn for thousands of years and have not been taken off. His bronze skin is dry, but he is energetic. He is the Chilong Taoist.

He is already more than three thousand years old, half a generation older than the average Holy Master. He is also a living stone-level figure. He is no weaker than Wang Zheng and Wang Yangzhan. He is almost on the verge of entering the realm of the Three Immortals.

Taoist Chilong can be said to be a legendary figure of his generation. He can be said to be able to walk sideways in the Eastern Wasteland, and he once hunted down the Holy Lord in a grand manner.

Three shocking demon kings arrived hand in hand, giving people a strong sense of oppression, frightening everyone, even as powerful as a monkey, they frowned.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ruyu, a descendant of the Qing Emperor, also appeared on the scene. She had black hair like clouds, nine phoenix hairpins on her hair, and was wearing a splendid jade dress with embroidered rivers and mountains. She was as holy as a divine lotus, with unparalleled elegance and unparalleled beauty.

Yan Ruyu's eyes swept across Ye Fan and Pang Bo with extremely complicated expressions. She always felt that things should not have reached this point.

"Do the demon clan also want to intervene today?"

Facing the three great kings of the demon clan, Pang Bo had no fear. He spoke slowly: "All the grievances are caused by the demon emperor's nineteenth-generation grandson trying to take away my body. If you want to take action, I will stay with you until the end."

Pang Bo felt that the ancestral witch totem on his body was slightly restless, as if the lich was really not naturally compatible.

The monkey on the side also stepped forward and stood with Pang Bo, showing his progress and retreat with him through practical actions.

The Yin Yang Sect and the Yaoguang Holy Land immediately chose to sit back and watch, especially the disciples of the Yaoguang Holy Land. They wished that the demon clan could fight with Ye Fan and fight to the death.

"Hmph! We really need to fight to settle the old grudges."

King Qingjiao glanced at Ye Fan, Pang Bo and others. The grudges had already been forged and the war was inevitable.

Among the thirteen major bandits in the Northern Region, Tu Tian, ​​Wu Dao, and Jiang Yi all appeared one after another, alongside King Qingjiao and others.

"Brother Chilong, after two thousand years of separation, you and I are still alive..."

An old Taoist priest appeared in the field like a flash, and spoke to Chilong Old Taoist, seemingly sighing.

This old Taoist priest looked to be no more than fifty or sixty years old. He was dressed in a shimmering black feather coat that seemed to be woven from black bird feathers. He looked like an old crow.

"Yes, the old friends from back then are now the only ones left."

Old Taoist Chilong also felt a lot of emotion. (End of chapter)