Around the demon cauldron, spiritual energy ran wildly, and a powerful force suppressed it down and landed on Ye Futian's body.

At this moment, Ye Futian's body was like a monster, and the body of the real dragon and golden penis was under this terrible pressure.

The divine ape raised his back and the demon cauldron rose little by little. The more he rose, the stronger the pressure he came.

After a moment, the magic cauldron rose by a foot, and many people stared at Ye Futian's figure. They were worthy of being a disciple of the Caotang. They took extraordinary action and directly raised the magic cauldron one foot.

Moreover, Ye Futian's body did not even directly contact the demon cauldron, but seemed to be using the Dharma to condense the monsters and support the demon cauldron.

Above the demon cauldron, the patterns shine, and the demon god patterns flowed with terrifying light. An invisible force descended to the demon cauldron, making it heavy and heavy, crushing everything. At the same time, a terrifying demon will rushed into Ye Futian's mind and turned into invisible pressure.

The power of the demon cauldron is from invisible to tangible. The stronger the resistance power, the more powerful the pressure released by the demon cauldron will be, and it can infinitely increase the power of the demon cauldron and suppress it down.

Ye Futian's movement of lifting the cauldron was very slow, but he did not stop. The demon cauldron continued to rise little by little, and he did not dare to lift the demon cauldron violently at once. The more intense the method, the stronger the backlash will be. Once you break through the limit of your own endurance, it will be a dead end.

This demon cauldron is famous for being a murderer, and he can really kill the person who lifts the cauldron.

When the demon cauldron rose to two feet, the pressure became stronger. There seemed to be a phantom of demon gods in Ye Futian's mind. A terrifying force was suppressing his body madly. The heavy weapon of the previous dynasty could suppress everything.

Ye Futian felt this pressure, and the powerful will in his mind fought against the coming will of the demonic will, and protected the will in his body with the emperor's will. A terrible light flowed over his body, which was arrogant.

However, at this moment, the demon cauldron stopped, and Ye Futian did not continue to lift the cauldron. At this time, the power coming from the demon cauldron was already strong enough. Although he could continue to rise, he did not do so.

The powerful will protect one's will, and at the same time, the spiritual will feel the power of the demon cauldron. Inadvertently, the will invade the demon cauldron, as if entering a picture of the demon god, which is the world of the demon god.

After a moment, Ye Futian's will retreat. Di Yi could not use too strong power to enter and could not compete with the will of the demon god, but he could protect his will.

Endless light descended onto his body, and strong will rushed into his mind. He actually used the body refining technique. It seemed like a real dragon rushing around, a golden-winged roc bird appeared, and a divine ape roared, using the help of the external force to cleanse his body.

Liu Feiyang is right, this demon cauldron can indeed be used to temper the body.

However, ordinary people will not do this. After all, how many people can persist under the Demon Cauldron?

Only those top monsters can do it.

Ye Futian kept his posture unmoved at this moment, letting the demon cauldron stay in the two feet of the air, closed his eyes, and let endless power rush to cleanse his body.

Therefore, to outsiders, Ye Futian seemed to be using his skills to resist the suppression of the magic cauldron.

"Can you only do two feet?"

Seeing this scene, someone whispered, it would be very powerful if others did this step, but it was Ye Futian holding up the tripod, two feet, which would not be so worth showing off.

But then I thought about it, Ye Futian’s cultivation level was not high after all, and it was very difficult to be able to lift a tripod two feet away. Perhaps because he had too high expectations for the disciples of Caotang.

However, they saw Ye Futian standing there motionless, as if he was in a stalemate with the Demon Cauldron, constantly under the power of the Demon Cauldron suppression.

"What is he doing?"

"Do you want to continue trying?"

Someone was talking about it. At this moment, Ye Futian moved again, the magic cauldron was lifted a little more, and his body roared, and his blood seemed to be roaring, as if he was under extremely strong pressure.

"It seems that I am unwilling to give up." A person from Donghua Sect smiled.

But so what if you are unwilling to give up? The more difficult the Demon Cauldron goes, the more difficult it is. Ye Futian wants to continue to attack.

After a while, the phantom of the divine ape on Ye Futian's body was raised up one inch again, and the pressure became stronger.

His eyes were closed and sweat was hidden on his body.

"Are the disciples of Caotang so cautious?" Yin Mo looked at Ye Futian's figure and spoke lightly. He hoped that Ye Futian would be more radical and so cautious, and if he tried it little by little, it would be difficult for the Demon Cauldron to kill him directly.

Of course, if Ye Futian has been refusing to give up like this, if he suddenly collapses and cannot bear it, it will be a catastrophe.

Everyone had a lot of thoughts and had their own ideas, but at this time Ye Futian was focused and immersed in his own practice, using the body refining techniques, constantly tempering himself, and borrowing the pressure of the demon cauldron. Moreover, he would lift the cauldron every once in a while, and he was strengthening his strength to keep it in the best state of practice that could be borrowed.

Finally, when the demon cauldron rose to two feet and five inches, Ye Futian's body seemed to be about to explode. An extremely terrifying storm hit his body. His whole body was tense, and his body seemed to have reached a critical point.

An invisible force went against the trend, and the spiritual energy gathered into a terrifying storm. Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked up. The divine ape roared, and his hands seemed to support the heaven and earth.

On Ye Futian's body, endless physical strength exploded fiercely, and the terrifying force hit the demon cauldron, causing it to rise quickly.

Seeing this scene, a terrible edge flashed in Yin Mo's eyes, he was looking forward to seeing such a scene.

However, when the infinite power of Ye Futian exploded violently, his figure flashed, and he walked out directly from under the demon cauldron like a golden-winged roc.

The fierce power bursting above the Demon Cauldron directly suppressed the space, and then fell heavily to the ground, the earth trembling like an earthquake.

"Three feet." When everyone saw the distance at which the demon cauldron was finally raised, the height of three feet was the limit that Ye Futian had achieved by doing his best?

Moreover, in a sense, Ye Futian did not lift three feet of the tripod because he fled the moment he exploded.

"Before, the top geniuses of the Qin Dynasty and the Donghua Sect were also three feet tall." Yin Mo said, and when everyone heard Yin Mo's words, everyone's eyes flashed. Ye Futian's realm was lower, but he was already close to those people.

And the Buddhist son has achieved the strongest.

Ye Futian glanced at Yin Mo, smiled, and said nothing. At that moment just now, his body broke through the limit, his body refining technique, and his martial arts broke through the realm.

At this moment, he only felt extremely comfortable all over. As for lifting the cauldron... if he couldn't practice, would it be meaningful?

So what if you are three feet, so what if you are four feet? How can a person as low-key as him care about the opinions of others?

At this time, his eyes were staring at the Demon Cauldron, his eyes were burning. What a treasure, but unfortunately he couldn't take it away.

"You go and try it?" Ye Futian walked back to Ye Wuchen and others and spoke.

Ye Wuchen shook his head. He was a pure sword cultivator and raised a cauldron, which was of no use to practice.

"Yu Sheng." Ye Futian's eyes fell on Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng nodded, and naturally understood Ye Futian's meaning and walked towards the Demon Cauldron.

This demon cauldron is also suitable for him and can temper his body.

"The rest of your life,"

Many eyes fell on Yu Sheng. Although Yu Sheng did not become a disciple of the Caotang, he claimed to be a woodcutter in the Qin Dynasty, but no one dared to underestimate him.

Yu Sheng walked under the Demon Cauldron. He was tall and burly, like Kuashan, holding the tripod with both hands, and then exerted force violently, and the Demon Cauldron was immediately raised.

Above the Demon Cauldron, powerful pressure came. Yu Sheng roared, and the Demon Cauldron continued to rise and quickly rose by one foot.

Kuashan's eyes narrowed as he looked at this scene, and he was speechless. That guy's power was more terrifying than his.

Tuoba Yun naturally shut up too. When Ye Futian raised the cauldron, he shut up because he couldn't do it.

Similarly, the pressure came down, and Yu Sheng's body was shining with a dark golden luster, as if it was covered with a layer of armor, allowing endless power to crush it. When the invisible will of the demon god came, his eyes became extremely strange and terrifying, just like the eyes of the demon god. His powerful will was not afraid of everything, and continued to lift the demon cauldron.

Gradually, the magic cauldron rose to a height of two feet.

"What a terrible power." Everyone stared at the rest of their lives. The dark golden magic light shone on his body, and the power of his body was simply exploded, extremely terrifying. He was still lifting the demon cauldron upwards.

The terrifying willpower of the demon god rushed into Yu Sheng's will wildly. His own will was also extremely terrifying. His eyes seemed to have turned into demonic eyes, and the dark golden skin appeared faintly, devouring the suppressed power. At the same time, his magic willpower was swallowing and absorbing the attacked power bit by bit, as if refining.

The demon cauldron was raised little by little, two feet per inch, two inch... until it was close to three feet.

Many people's hearts were trembling, nearly three feet long, which was stronger than what Ye Futian did.

"Huh?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed, revealing a strange color. He faintly noticed a trace of unusual aura. The Great Freedom Vision Act was moving. Then he saw a shocking scene. The power of the demonic path flowing on Yu Sheng seemed to resonate with the power of the demonic path in the demon cauldron.

"this……"

Although Ye Futian knew that the practice of practicing for the rest of his life would be very suitable for lifting a tripod, he did not expect it to be like this.

What level of magic skills is the adopted father who practiced for the rest of his life? The power of this demon cauldron will be swallowed and refined.

Yu Sheng's body is still rising, the magic cauldron has exceeded three feet and is still continuing to move up, without any decline.

“What’s the situation?”

The strong men around were shocked by this scene. At this moment, a terrible light bloomed behind Yu Sheng. The next moment, a pair of huge wings shone, like the wings of the demon god.

The huge demon god's wings slapped, Yu Sheng's body continued to rise, lifting the demon cauldron into the air, getting higher and higher.

Three feet, four feet...continuously lifting.

At this moment, he has surpassed the Buddhist Son, and it seems that he has not reached his limit yet.

It's like, there's no limit.

Ye Futian showed a strange look. Could it be that he really wanted to take this demon cauldron away today?

If this happens, I really have to thank the Yin family!
Chapter completed!