"But……"

Ye Xiaoxi was almost crying, but she still refused to give up and wanted to bring Ye Fan back.

"No, but we must believe in Emperor Yin's ancestor god, he will not harm Ye Fan."

The little silhouette beast's eyes said brightly.

It seemed like a heart-salting medicine, which made Ye Xiaoxi calm down suddenly. He breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said to himself: "That's right, this should be arranged by Emperor Yin's ancestor god, and it will definitely not harm Ye Fan."

Of course, she understood even more that she could not help Ye Fan even if she went up.

There is no way for most inheritances to have such a thing, and they can only rely on their own witnesses to survive.

What's more, in this current situation, the ancestor god's methods are perfect, defiant, and seizes fortunes. How could she, a creature of the ordinary level, be able to spy on and guess? She has no idea how to start with her, and it has no use at all. If she doesn't do it well, she will backfire and harm Ye Fan.

Ye Xiaoxi's second thought was right, but the previous thought was very wrong. Xiao Feng also underestimated the coldness of the ancestor gods, thinking that this would be the work of Emperor Yin, and would not have any problems.

In fact, not to mention that Ye Fan was caught in the eyes of Emperor Yin’s Ancestor God, even if Emperor Yin’s Ancestor God was very satisfied, he would never stop.

Their existence has been baptized by billions of years, and has never experienced it or seen it?

No matter how talented the creatures have encountered them, but so what? How many people have really grown up and stood on the top of the starry sky?

If he could grow up as long as he was a genius and was destined to be a future giant, there would be no mythical legend of Emperor Yin’s ancestor god, and the consensus-oriented evaluation of the starry sky "The eternal starry sky is scorching, and the sun is full of energy, and the end of martial arts will see the gods killing at the end of the martial arts."

But this is also beneficial. At least they stabilized themselves and did not cause trouble for Ye Fan.

Just as the debate between the two ended, the five great ancestor gods of the beast clan also penetrated Ye Fan's limbs and head.

This is extremely terrifying. The head is pierced, and ordinary creatures cannot survive at all, or they have died long ago because their hearts are broken.

But Ye Fan did not, because the vitality of the semi-saint is extremely powerful, far from comparable to that of the emperor.

His heart was broken, but Ye Fan's blood and energy had already dried up, and it would be fine if he broke it.

As for the head, Ye Fan's soul is not in the head, but in the soul crystal, and he will not die yet, but this injury is also a definite ending!

But even so, things are far from over!

Outside the bloody altar, the hearts of Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaohuan seemed to be tightly held by invisible big hands, and hung up. They widened their eyes and looked at Ye Fan, who was bathed in blood, and his heart trembled.

At this point, even the two are not sure whether the Emperor Yin Ancestor God really wants to kill Ye Fan. Which creature can withstand this kind of tempering?

suddenly!

The blood-colored flame left behind when Ye Fan's body was pierced by blood was originally very small, but the tail finger was big and swaying and dancing. At this time, it suddenly surged, feeding on flesh and blood and fueling, instantly swallowing Ye Fan.

The violent and weird flames penetrated into the flesh and blood, the bone marrow, the soul, and the body was burned wildly.

"This, Brother Ye..."

Ye Xiaoxi's beautiful eyes blinked, tears rolled down, but she didn't dare to move again.

Although she was separated by the protective barrier of the big chair, with the keenness of the warrior, she could also feel that Ye Fan seemed to have breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Feng's face looked very ugly. Even if it was tempered like this, it felt terrified and kept swallowing.

call

The fireworks were blazing, the blood was burning constantly, as if they were about to swallow Ye Fan and turn Ye Fan into coke.

The most terrifying thing is that the blood that previously supported Ye Fan's blood and marrow liquid circulates the vitality of his body, and now it turned into fuel to burn Ye Fan, burning every inch of Ye Fan's flesh and bones. If the soul was not in the soul crystal, the soul would probably be burned.

The fire was dazzling, and Ye Fan's body made a muffled sound of "stripping and peeling", as if his bones were burned and there was a slight gurgling sound. His body quickly became charred, and soon he could not see his original appearance and was blurred.

At this point, Ye Fan finally lost his last breath, leaving only a body burning, his blood and energy were burned, his vital energy and holy power were ignited, his flesh and blood were burned into charcoal, and his bones were burned to ashes.

"Brother Ye"

Ye Xiaoxi covered her mouth and screamed, her pretty face as pale as snow, her voice was so sad and shrill, and her eyes were filled with despair and confusion.

Xiao Wuxian looked at this scene silently, and his heart suddenly became empty, a little confused, a little confused, and a little helpless. Finally, these all turned into a roar of sadness and anger.

The burning continued on the bloody altar, and Ye Fan had completely turned into a piece of charcoal. Suddenly, with a "kick", the two rows of ribs in the chest were broken one after another after the finger bones were broken, and the entire chest collapsed, revealing the same dark inner organ.

Until the end, Ye Fan had no more coke left, only piles of ashes like fine sand, as if the wind blew, even the ashes were about to be swept away, and there was no such person as Ye Fan.

At this point, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaohuan were completely desperate. They both sat on a big chair, closed their eyes gently, and their minds were blank.

At this moment, the cave suddenly vibrated, and even Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaoyan in the big chair were alarmed.

Feeling the vibration, the two were shocked and looked around in a hurry, but found no strangeness. They were silent for a moment, and looked at the endless blood light below the platform.

It was like a volcano, with plasma like magma, too rich and even more scorching. At this moment, it suddenly vibrated, endless blood rolling, like boiling boiling water, and the light became more and more intense and dazzling.

"What's wrong?"

Both were full of doubts.

Endless blood was surging, but there was no more change. Instead, the ten dim statues suddenly shone brightly again at this moment, blooming with surging light, full of holy aura.

Buzz!

The void shook, and in the strong blood light, the ten statues seemed to have really resurrected at this moment, with flares of light rising into the sky, and then they gathered in the sky, condensed into noble, ancient, majestic and sacred figures.

"Ancestor, Ancestor God?"

The sudden change made Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaopeng stunned and felt their breathing stagnant.

The ten figures seemed to have not seen Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaohuan, but just stared at the ball of black powder in the center of the altar with bright eyes.

"Burn all the body, build the body with divine blood, rebirth from the fire, recreate the true self, and reincarnate the Dharma!"

Among the ten figures, Emperor Yin, who was completely condensed from golden light, kept making handprints and chanting ancient spells.

Whether it is a handprint or a spell, it does not look like a traditional combat technique at all, but is full of exotic styles, extremely ancient and mysterious.

Moreover, the strangest thing is that there was a word in the last sentence of Emperor Yin’s Ancestor God, but Xiao Feng and Ye Xiaoxi clearly saw Emperor Yin’s Ancestor God’s mouth moving, but there was no sound, as if it had been erased out of thin air!

When the Emperor Yin Ancestor God said every spell, the blood lake below the platform became violent and kept surging. When the curse seal was finished, the blood lake had already hit the bases of ten statues.

"Take the divine blood!"

Emperor Yin shouted loudly, and his body, which was originally radiant, dimmed three points in an instant.

Some of the other nine ancestor gods looked helpless, but they did as they did, but some of them did not take action.

As a result, a black and white disc immediately appeared above his head, rumbled in the sky, and the mysterious power immediately spread out, causing the expressions of the uncooperative ancestor gods to immediately distort.

Finally, all the ten ancestor gods took action, all triggering divine blood, spewing out of the statue's eyes, converging in mid-air, wrapping up the ashes on the bloody altar, turning into a blood-colored cocoon, and the sacred aura overflowed.

But at this moment, a dark white light appeared out of thin air and turned into ten brilliant divine lights, with an extremely ancient and mysterious aura that swept through the void!

There was no strange phenomenon, and even the ten lights were just hanging above the light and shadow of the ten ancestor gods. With a gentle stroke, Ye Xiaoxi and Xiaoyi saw that the figures condensed by the divine light of the ten ancestor gods were once again dimmed sharply and almost disintegrated.

Then, the phantom of the nine ancestor gods dissipated in horror and panic. Only the ancestor god Yin quietly stared at the ten bright white lights, as if they saw something through the white light.
Chapter completed!