Chapter 583: His game with God

g Xuan, Si Xiaonan, Hongying and Anqing Fish in hooded clothes."what kind of hero is a hero Leng Xuan slowly opened her mouth, looked back at the distant city and continued,"Cangnan is our Cangnan. If...felt the pressure coming from the left green body, and there was a look of surprise in the eyes of inaction.

now the state of Zuoqing is the pinnacle of the "Klein" realm, and there is even a tendency to step into the human ceiling. They did not expect that this plain-looking young man who had been following Ye Fan all the time was a ceiling candidate.

is a little surprised, but it's limited to that.

the gap between "Klein" and the human ceiling is still too big, although Zuoqing is only half a step away, but this half step is enough to let him lose without suspense.

"you can't beat me." Guan shook his head. "I don't want to hit you. I just want to go to Ye Fan and confront him face to face."

"you can't go there." Zuoqing said firmly.

"Why" Locked up in a little angry.

Zuo Qing turned his head, looked at the closed Buddhist hall in the temple, and slowly opened his mouth:

"because he is changing your brother's life!"

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in the Buddhist temple.

Ye Fan, bathed in golden flames, his eyes were burning, and even though he had no scars on his body, his soul was consuming at an astonishing speed.

there was a look of exhaustion in his eyes, and he slowly squatted down and sat cross-knee in front of the black coffin, his eyes drooping.

he raised the palm of his hand, pinched a few pieces of Buddha beads, clasped his hands together and sat in the fire.

the golden flame became more and more intense, and in the light of the fire, Ye Fan's clothes were almost burnt out. These flames began to lick his body, like ferocious beasts longing for flesh and blood. Every time the tongue of fire spurted, a large amount of skin was scorched into coke and fell one by one.

the fire burns his clothes, his body, his soul.

this is the price of changing your life.

even if the body is scorched, Ye Fan's face is not the slightest pain, black charcoal-like flesh fell behind, revealing another layer of bronzed skin, emitting a light golden luster.

that is the Buddha body practiced by Ye Fan.

the black embers of hair and clothing are flying in the empty Buddhist temple. The Buddha Ye Fan sits with his hands folded in front of the coffin, his lips gently open, the sound of the Buddha resounding through the temple:

"take my body as the lead, my life as the lead, my soul as the guide;

the sword to shape the body, melt the heart and carry the soul, accept his road, and change his life against heaven!"

the voice fell, and a flood of Buddha light surged out of his body, shrouding the black coffin in front of him, and the dragon elephant sword was swallowed into the Buddha light, and the remaining pieces of Buddha beads broken on the ground danced around the sword body.

Ding -!

[Dragon Elephant Sword] the clear sound of the dragon sounded as soon as it shook.

part of the swordsmanship comes from the void, attracted by the fragments of Buddha beads, and gradually interweaves an illusory figure beside the sword.

the Tao is because the human body cannot bear the power of the law, which leads to self-collapse. In order to change the soul of Zhouping, we first need to reshape a body that can carry the road.

and Ye Fan has been waiting for this day for a long time.

as soon as his eyes solidified, they were neatly placed in several black boxes in the corner of the main hall, and at the same time, countless pieces of materials and forbidden objects were involved in the surging light of the Buddha, flying to the sword and blending into the illusory figure.

if you want to carry the law, the best carrier is the law itself. Take the Dragon Elephant Sword as the core, trigger the sword law left by Zhou Ping, and reshape a sword body for him.

and a perfect body, of course, cannot be achieved by a sword alone, so Ye Fan also prepared a large number of materials that can carry the law as an aid to create the best container for his consciousness and soul.

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with the filling of these materials, the illusory body becomes more and more solidified and gradually evolves into the original appearance of Zhou Ping, this is because the swordsmanship is originally left by Zhou Ping, so it also contains basic information about his appearance, which will be automatically reborn into the original appearance.

with his eyes closed, he lay quietly in the Buddha's light, looking the same as before.

this body is the fusion of science and mystery, which is the crystallization of human wisdom!

when the body was finished, Yingling Huo, who was standing by, suddenly moved.

he raised his broken spear and fell heavily on the ground of the Buddhist temple. The next moment, a large amount of Xuanhuang gas seeped out of the ground and poured into the newly formed body like sea water!

National luck watering!

several other heroes turned their heads in surprise, saw the firm color in Huo's eyes, immediately understood his intention, and each raised their own magic soldiers and knocked on the earth!

the powerful national luck rolled out from the ground like the sea, engulfing the body, it was constantly washed in the tide of the national movement, and the surface began to emit a dark golden glow.

the tide of national luck washed the body for three minutes before it slowly faded, and the golden light flowed on the surface of the body, like a piece of mysterious gold from heaven.

the remodeling of the body has been completed.

Ye Fan, the Buddha body sitting in the firelight, gradually lost consciousness in his eyes, and his soul was almost completely drained, falling into the brink of collapse.

but he still bit through the tip of his tongue, forcibly cheered himself up, and put the last few pieces of Buddha beads into his palms!

"the soul is back!" He shouted.

the body has been reshaped, and the rest is to replace Zhou Ping's remaining 1/4 souls from the laws of the world.

the Buddha light broke out all over him, shrouding the whole top of Jiuhua Mountain, and the fragments of Zhuan Mouzhu trembled violently!

in a trance, he saw a figure with a sword on his back, coming slowly from the Buddha's light.

that is the soul of Zhou Ping.

A smile appeared on the corners of his mouth when he saw this.

he succeeded.

the soul of Zhou Ping has not completely disappeared.

Ye Fan, who saw the figure coming and burned the last trace of his soul, slowly closed his eyes in the Buddha light like the sea.

at the moment when his soul disappeared with the bead of fate, his eyes, which were about to close, were stained with a breath of fate.

this moment, he saw in the future, many dazzling stars rise from the earth, blooming their own light, those are the rising stars of the summer, is the future of this country.

those are the "seeds" he left behind.

the smile on the corners of his mouth grew stronger.

"from now on, there will be no worries in summer." I, Yeh Fan, won this game. "

he murmured and closed his eyes.

he stopped breathing.

the flames gradually faded, and the flying black embers were sprinkled, and the golden Buddha looked like a real Buddha, sitting with his hands together in the middle of the hall.

in front of him is a black coffin, and in front of him is the gate of a Buddhist temple facing the world.

he faced the world outside the door, smiling, warm and bright like the midday sun falling from the crack of the door.

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the fifth commander-in-chief of the night watchman, Ye Fan,

sits on the top of Jiuhua Mountain,

sits down with a smile.an office worker in his forties, seemingly mediocre, but the next moment, his body and appearance were rapidly distorted and finally transformed into a yellow robe oracle!the aperture in his left eye...