Chapter 720 Five Qi Chaoyuan, the Holy Emperor Sword, the incarnation of the Mist
After hearing what Ye Feng said, the incarnation of Mist Saint laughed loudly.
"kill me?"
"Hahaha……"
"You only have good defense, but your own combat power has only just reached the fourth-level quasi-saint level. How can you kill me?"
"It's useless to talk nonsense!"
"Even if this incarnation of this saint cannot kill you, in the future, when I recover my losses, there will be more and stronger incarnations in the lower realm. As long as you have not become a saint, they will assassinate you again and again!"
"Until...the day you die!"
The voice of the incarnation of the Mist Saint was as cold as ice.
"Huh! You'll know later." Ye Feng put his hands behind his back, thoughts racing in his mind.
He does have a method.
When he fought against Xiao Cangtian, this person had not yet entered the first-level quasi-sage, but he could temporarily merge the bloodline of the ancient dragon with the power of the ancient heroic spirit, and his combat power increased five times!
This method is worth trying.
Whoosh!
Ye Feng swayed and appeared in front of Fox Concubine and Liu Feng, protecting them within the invincible defense of the Holy God form.
"Die!"
The incarnation of Mist Saint is unyielding.
He waved his arms vigorously, grasped the steady stream of mist spears, and continued to attack Ye Feng like he was crazy.
However, no matter what kind of attack it is, it will automatically collapse when it is three meters close to Ye Feng.
"I still have three minutes!"
Ye Feng secretly said.
He stretched out his hand, and the Feng Yuan Spirit Pearl appeared on the top of his palm.
Although the Feng Yuan Lingzhu was promoted to the top level Lingbao, as Ye Feng's strength skyrocketed, its appearance rate became much lower.
But today, Ye Feng knew that it was necessary.
Howl!
The sound of strong winds was heard.
The Feng Yuan Lingzhu began to release its breath.
next moment.
Five different colors of aura appeared continuously around Ye Feng, including the golden power of ancient heroic spirits, the black power of killing, the light golden power of faith, the translucent power of spiritual thoughts, and the golden power of the sun.
These five forces are all powerful.
"Um?"
The incarnation of Mist Saint was stunned.
Five kinds of vitality?
Could it be that Ye Feng has not entered the quasi-sage level at all?
impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
You can explode into a combat power close to that of a fourth-level Quasi-Saint before you become a Quasi-Saint. How can you do this if you become a Quasi-Saint?
Isn’t it going to blow up the sky?
The incarnation of Mist Saint took a breath of cold air.
"The five qi are facing the yuan, condensing!"
Even though the power of faith has not yet reached the level of the Emperor of Heaven, Ye Feng can't control that much.
boom!
As the power of killing collided with the power of ancient heroic spirits, Ye Feng's side was like a star exploding. If he hadn't been in the Holy God form at this moment and had invincible defense, he would have definitely blown himself to death.
"Give it to me!"
Ye Feng's hands contained invincible defensive power, which suppressed the shock wave, turning the killing power and the power of ancient heroic spirits into a dark golden air flow.
Under strong pressure, he succeeded!
"What a strong breath!"
Whether it is the incarnation of Mist Saint or Liu Feng, they can all detect the majestic energy contained in this mysterious air flow.
Even Ye Feng was shocked.
"Keep merging for me!"
He integrated the power of the sun, the power of spiritual thought, and the power of faith into it, and erupted into a terrifying wave of energy that even the holy realm could not stop.
Click!
Unable to withstand this force, the void completely shattered into a black interdimensional area that stretched for hundreds of miles.
As Ye Feng continued to use invincible defense to surround him, these five powerful auras finally successfully merged into a translucent golden vortex under his subtle control with his wise heart, quietly suspended in the air.
"You...how could you possibly fuse it?"
"Shouldn't the fusion of vitality be done in order? How can we throw it all in at once?"
The incarnation of Mist Saint looked at this scene and was dumbfounded.
From the golden vortex, he could feel a heaven-destroying aura.
Even if his own body comes, he may not be able to withstand it and will be crushed into powder.
"I never play by the rules!"
Ye Feng looked at the incarnation of Mist Saint showing a startled look in the distance for the first time, grinned, and stretched out his hand to grab the golden vortex.
Buzz!
A sword hilt automatically extended from the golden vortex and fell into Ye Feng's hand. He grabbed it and slowly pulled it out.
In this process, the golden vortex continues to shrink.
When the long sword was completely unsheathed, the golden whirlpool completely disappeared and turned into this golden three-foot long sword.
Its shape is noble and elegant!
A supreme power of the Holy Emperor slowly spread out, completely suppressing this void.
As strong as the incarnation of Mist Saint, he has been unable to move for a long time.
"It's over!"
He expected that he would definitely die.
Although it is just an incarnation, if it is killed by Ye Feng, the body will still suffer trauma and will need to spend time healing.
"What a domineering and noble sword!"
"This is the Holy Emperor in the sword, the supreme one!"
Liufeng's iron sword kept trembling, as if he had met a minister or an emperor, unable to resist at all.
"Yes, this is the Holy Emperor Sword."
Ye Feng looked at this noble sword that was made from the fusion of five kinds of vitality, and could feel the terrifying aura inside. Based on Liu Feng's sigh, he named the sword the Holy Emperor Sword.
Looking at the incarnation of Mist Saint in the distance, Ye Feng smiled.
At this time, there is only one last minute left in the form of the Holy God.
"After I have practiced hard for a while, I will definitely attack Xuankong Mountain. The first person to bring the sword as a sacrifice will be your true body!"
"Die!"
Ye Feng wields the Holy Emperor Sword.
A bright and domineering sword energy flew across the sky, splitting open the foggy field, and crushed the incarnation of the Mist Saint into nothingness.
Then, the sword energy slashed high into the sky.
It swept across the world and divided the sky of the Chinese mainland into two.
this moment.
Regardless of whether they are at the ends of the earth or in the center of the inland, when all living creatures raise their heads, they can see that the sky is divided by a golden sword mark, revealing the black starry sky of the universe.
When everyone saw this, they were all shocked, and they all speculated who had made such a terrifying sword strike.
a long time.
This sword energy slowly dissipated.
One hundred thousand miles in the sky.
Ye Feng exited the Holy God form, but the Holy Emperor Sword in his hand was still held by him, showing no signs of collapse.
"Master, this sword is so powerful!"
Concubine Fox looked at the Holy Emperor Sword and wanted to touch it, but she didn't dare.
"I risked my life, and the vitality sword condensed with the method of "Five Qi Chaoyuan" is certainly strong!"
Ye Feng smiled.
The Holy Emperor Sword can be separated by him and transformed into the five kinds of vitality again, but Ye Feng feels that it is not necessary for the time being.
After all, the process of fusing the Holy Emperor Sword is too difficult.
If it weren't for the invincible defense in the form of the Holy God, even a Holy Realm would be wiped out by the shock wave generated by the fusion process.
"However, when I want to attack the quasi-sage and holy realm, I still have to dismantle the Holy Emperor Sword."
Ye Feng secretly said.
The power of faith has not yet reached the level of the Emperor of Heaven, and the Holy Emperor Sword fused at this time is not yet in its strongest form.
Ye Feng decided to wait until the power of faith in the sacred pool of faith reached the level of the Emperor of Heaven before disbanding the Holy Emperor Sword and using these five kinds of energy to attack the quasi-sage and holy realm.
"Let's go back to the clan!"
Ye Feng carried the Holy Emperor Sword behind him and fell towards Piaomiao Peak.
"Okay." Concubine Fox carried the Hunyuan stick and followed obediently behind her without any hesitation.
Liufeng looked at Ye Feng's back.
He suddenly felt that Ye Feng was too strong and did not need a protector at all. Is it really useful to stay in the Piaomiao Sect by himself?
However, he still followed.
Since he chose to become Ye Feng's protector, he will always stay in the Piaomiao Sect as long as Ye Feng doesn't drive him away.
Hanging Mountain.
"puff!"
A figure hidden in the mist vomited blood.
"Damn Ye Feng!"
The Mist Saint angrily slapped the armrest of the throne and let out a heart-rending roar to vent the anger and fear in his heart.
He never expected that Ye Feng could be so terrifying!
That sword was so shocking that it made ghosts and gods cry. Even if it was his true form, he was not sure enough to take it.
"How could there be such a terrifying monster in this world?"
Wu Sheng was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Fortunately, this time he only went through an incarnation. If the true body had come, would he have died at this moment?
The more Wu Sheng thought about it, the more shocked he became.
He was vaguely afraid.
If he hadn't dared to come to the mainland of China in person because he was afraid of the Heavenly Dao, today might have been his end.