Seeing Feng Jinghong dodging left and right as he was being chased, surrounded by dangers, the Eight Divine Generals couldn't help but rushed towards the center of the battlefield.
"No one is allowed to come over!" Feng Jinghong shouted.
The eight divine generals had already lost 60% to 70% in this battle, and he would never allow any more generals to die because of him.
With thoughts racing in her mind, Feng Jinghong tried her best to think of ways to break the situation.
After a moment, an idea flashed in his mind, and a bold idea came to him.
Although I’m not too sure, it’s worth a try!
The phoenix wings spread out, and the phoenix jinghong danced in the sky. While avoiding the attacks of Ye Fan and the holy arrow, he recited a scripture.
The divine sound moves the sky, and every word is in harmony with the Tao!
The scriptures recited by Feng Jinghong were so mysterious that phantoms of real dragons, gods, phoenixes and other immortal spirits appeared with the sound of chanting, shocking the world!
The onlookers were mesmerized by what they heard, and even the children of the ancient princes were so intoxicated that they could not extricate themselves.
"Emperor's Scripture, this is definitely an Emperor's Scripture!" A Half-Saint shouted excitedly. Under the baptism of the Scripture, he felt that his bottlenecks for many years had been loosened.
"It seems to be more profound than my father's ancient scripture. Could it be the immortal scripture left by the Immortal Emperor?" Huang Xudao whispered to himself.
Huo Qizi sat cross-legged and began to comprehend, but Huo Lin'er frowned and stared at Feng Jinghong:
"The Emperor will never take advantage of others for no reason. What does he want to do?"
Even more worried than her was Ye Fan. Feng Jinghong's endless methods had cast a shadow on Ye Fan. Although he also wanted to learn more about the Emperor's Scripture, he knew very well that he could never give Feng Jinghong time.
Desperately activating his magic power and operating the Xingzi secret to the extreme, Ye Fan rushed towards Feng Jinghong crazily, trying to interrupt his chanting.
But Feng Jinghong was faster than him, and Ye Fan had no choice but to follow behind and eat the dust.
"Let's see how long you can last!" Ye Fan said bitterly.
In fact, Feng Jinghong really couldn't hold on for long. The speed of the holy arrow tracking him was getting faster and faster. Feng Jinghong could even feel the coldness coming from behind.
With his energy and blood burning, Feng Jinghong went a little faster and distanced himself from the life-threatening black arrow.
Keeping his mind tight, he recited and meditated on the verse in his memory.
Death was imminent, and under the threat of death, his understanding reached the highest peak in his life.
Finally, at a certain moment, Feng Jinghong had a weak connection with the target.
I was so happy that I chanted the sutra a little faster.
In just a short moment, the entire scripture was almost finished reading. At this time, Feng Jinghong finally had enough confidence, and the black arrow arrived behind him again.
With a stern look in his eyes, Feng Jinghong changed direction and rushed straight towards Ye Fan who was chasing him.
Seeing Feng Jinghong turn around and counterattack, Ye Fan's face was not at all happy, but as if he were facing a formidable enemy. He knew that the opponent must have prepared a comeback.
Even after thinking about it, he couldn't guess how the Emperor could reverse the situation. Ye Fan simply didn't want to think about it. He grabbed the Immortal Cauldron and the Holy Arrow tightly with both hands and rushed towards Feng Jinghong.
When they meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins! What's more, you have one more life than your opponent, so there is no need to be afraid!
Just when Ye Fan was thinking this, a fatal feeling of palpitations suddenly came to his heart.
Ye Fan suddenly stopped and retreated quickly, but his heart palpitations did not weaken at all.
Yuantian's divine eyes were firmly locked on Feng Jinghong, but he could not see any problem. The threat did not come from the Emperor, but where did it come from?
At this moment, he suddenly saw the Immortal Cauldron in his hand emitting a misty green light, and it was getting brighter and brighter!
Ye Fan's pupils suddenly shrank, could it be...
Without thinking, he threw the Immortal Cauldron out and quickly moved away from it.
The next moment, colorful phoenix wings flew across, Feng Jinghong grabbed the Chengxian Cauldron in his hand, and sneered and smashed it down towards Ye Fan.
Immortal light soars into the sky, and the emperor's power is immeasurable!
The broken Immortal Cauldron showed the supreme power of the immortal weapon for the first time since it left Kunlun. Both Ye Fan and the two holy arrows were evaporated immediately, leaving no residue.
The ground was penetrated, and swathes of mountains turned into ashes. If Feng Jinghong hadn't controlled the power and angle, all the people watching the battle would have been wiped out, and half of the Northern Territory would have been sunk!
After one blow, the immortal light dissipated, and the Immortal Cauldron returned to its tattered appearance. No matter how much Feng Jinghong urged it, there was no response.
Feng Jinghong frowned. Could it be that an Emperor's Scripture can revive the Immortal Cauldron once? This is too harsh...
Boom! Golden light shines, life energy flourishes, Ye Fan's figure reappears not far away, and the Ancient Emperor Talisman saves his life again.
However, after his resurrection this time, his condition was extremely poor. His body was full of cracks and it was difficult to even stand.
Obviously, the blow from the Immortal Weapon was not that easy to bear, and the Imperial Talisman could only barely save his life.
Ye Fan stared at Feng Jinghong, his tone full of unwillingness: "You actually have mastered the inheritance of Emperor Zun?"
He never expected that the Immortal Cauldron he brought from Kunlun would eventually become the cause of his downfall.
Feng Jinghong held the Chengxian Cauldron in his left hand and the Heavenly Sword in his right hand, and said coldly: "You are the same as that monkey, you know nothing about the world!"
The Immortal Emperor was once groomed by the Emperor as his heir. Do I still need to tell you?
Taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Feng Jinghong stopped talking and charged forward with the knife in hand!
Ye Fan knew that he had no chance of victory, so he did not try to escape, and roared towards him.
Click! The Immortal Cauldron fell heavily, causing cracks in the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things, and it flew out.
The bright sword light flashed, the holy blood splashed everywhere, and one of Ye Fan's arms flew away.
With another strike of the knife, Ye Fan's head was split in two from the center of his eyebrows to his bones, and his entire body was split into two halves.
Just when everyone thought Ye Fan was defeated, something unexpected happened!
A strange fluctuation came out, time stopped, the void solidified, and the world seemed to have pressed the pause button.
A golden little man rushed out from Ye Fan's cracked eyebrows and became the only light in eternity. He held up the divine whip and fell to Feng Jinghong's Immortal Platform.
After the divine form, the soul merges with the Tao!
This is Ye Fan’s last killer move!
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The indifferent voice sounded, making Ye Fan's heart drop to the bottom.
A five-color fairy phoenix rushed out from Feng Jinghong's eyebrows, with half a bone dagger in its mouth.
The dagger was severely damaged, with less than half of the blade remaining, but it carried overwhelming holy power.
This is the last secret of Feng Jinghong!
Poof! The dagger passed by, the golden figure turned into a rain of light, and the whip fell from the air.
Feng Jinghong's spirit returned to his body, and he opened his mouth and spit out a stream of fire, trying to burn Ye Fan's body to ashes.
This person's aura is so strong that he won't worry even if there is even a speck of dust left. He must hit the target!
Suddenly Feng Jinghong's pupils shrank and he raised the Immortal Cauldron in front of him.
The next second, wisps of chaotic energy swayed from Ye Fan's chakra, and sacred green flowers shone.
A three-leaf green lotus flew out from his abdomen. The plant swayed slightly, gathering golden light rain from the void, and then wrapped around Ye Fan's body, broke through the void and disappeared.
"Qing Emperor!" Feng Jinghong stared coldly at the direction where Qinglian disappeared.
After a long silence, he let out a long breath.
As expected of Ye Hei, I can't even kill you!
Raising her hand to take the Divine Whip and the Mother Qi Cauldron of All Things, Feng Jinghong smiled again.
The road to the Great Emperor cannot be defeated. After this battle, you, Ye Hei, will never be able to defeat me again! You have lost the tool to prove the truth, how can you still play?
I can defeat you with this long-wasted body, not to mention if I can return to my own body.
Looking up at the clear sky, Feng Jinghong felt relieved, and the haze that had been weighing on her heart since her rebirth completely dissipated.
The protagonist is not invincible! As long as he is strong enough, everything can be changed!