At the top of the stone platform, Ye Feng was only three steps away from the suspended blue stone slab at this moment. However, this short distance of three steps was like a cliff cutting across the front, which could not be crossed no matter what.
With the twin suns above his head and the immortal light of the sun protecting his body, he couldn't hold Ming Wang with his hands. Ye Feng had tried his best, but he still couldn't touch the stone slab at close range.
At this moment, he is still in the state of fighting dragon transformation.
After activating the bloodline of the Chaos War Dragon and transforming into a humanoid War Dragon, Ye Feng's thinking became extremely calm, as if everything around him had slowed down, and all his consciousness originated from a fighting instinct.
This is the war dragon, a dragon born for fighting!
But now he doesn't have any opponents. He can only constantly resist the vast aura coming from the blue stone slab. The War Dragon Transformation has made his martial body almost surpass the level of the Martial Emperor, reaching a level comparable to that of the Martial Emperor, but he is still
Still three steps away.
"How can we take these three steps?"
There was a hint of contemplation in his golden eyes. Ye Feng knew very well that this was his limit. If he took a step forward rashly, he was sure that he would be thrown off this stone platform in the same embarrassment as Qing Yizi and He Yuxuan.
Blast out.
"Kick! Kick! Kick!..."
A series of footsteps suddenly came, interrupting Ye Feng's thinking. He followed the sound and saw a group of young warriors coming behind him. The leader was He Yuxuan of the Zixiao Sword Sect.
The narrow space at the top of the stone platform seemed to be isolated from the outside world, so that when the group of people first came to the ancient temple, he did not notice it at all.
"The treasure of the ancient palace?..."
When they reached the top of the stone platform, the blue stone slab suspended in the air naturally fell into the eyes of He Yuxuan and a group of people.
"Haha, the one named Ye didn't succeed. It seems that the treasure is destined to be ours!"
Behind He Yuxuan, someone laughed loudly, and immediately rushed out, reaching out to grab the hanging blue stone slab.
This person has the peak cultivation level of King Wu, and his strength is not very outstanding. As soon as he rushed behind Ye Feng, a sharp and terrifying aura suddenly emerged from the blue stone slab, forming an invisible sword. From this young warrior
It penetrates through the center of the body.
He Yuxuan and others only felt a fierce aura coming towards them, and then they saw the warrior who rushed forward. After a few steps, his body split into two and fell to the ground, covered with scarlet blood.
It gushed out, miserable yet beautiful and terrifying.
"This...what on earth is going on?"
When the many warriors behind He Yuxuan saw this scene, they no longer had the same ambition and fighting spirit as before. They couldn't help but take a few steps back, with frightened expressions on their faces.
"It was him. It must have been this monster named Ye who killed that person. Otherwise, how could he die suddenly?"
Someone pointed their finger at Ye Feng and screamed in horror.
After all, Ye Feng is still in the state of fighting dragon transformation. He has dense dragon scales all over his body, and the sharp dragon horns on his head are as towering as swords. He does look very different from humans.
Seeing Ye Feng become like this, He Yuxuan only had a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then recovered.
He had already inquired about Ye Feng, and naturally also knew about Ye Feng's transformation in Yunxiao City.
"Is it a bloodline transformation talent?"
He Yuxuan muttered to himself in a low voice, reached out and grabbed a sword from the hands of a warrior following him.
The scabbard was a noble purple-gold color, with only one hilt exposed. However, judging from He Yuxuan's cautious look, it seemed that this long sword was very unusual.
"You're back again. Do you want to die?"
Ye Feng's eyes fell on He Yuxuan, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He did not explain that as long as he got close to this blue stone slab, he would be attacked by the sharp aura, because he could feel that He Yuxuan did not have any good intentions at all when he brought this group of people here.
"Ye, although you are very strong, you don't have to be too arrogant." He Yuxuan snorted coldly and tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand.
"That's right, there are so many of us. Could it be that you alone can make a huge difference?"
Ouyang Tianyu also stood up, raised his hand and shouted coldly: "Everyone, come together and kill this man named Ye. The treasure of the ancient palace will be ours!"
Ouyang Tianyu was considered to be one of the two Martial Emperor masters headed by this group of people. He raised his arms and shouted, and more than 20 young warriors immediately responded.
Until now, this group of people thought that the death of their companion just now was not caused by the blue stone slab, but that Ye Feng used some unknown means to kill him.
Of course, some of the more than forty warriors who followed had expressions of doubt and caution. They did not take action rashly, but stood still and did not move.
Seeing Ouyang Tianyu rushing forward with more than twenty warriors, a cold smile flashed across Ye Feng's emotionless golden eyes.
"Rumble..."
The blue slate suddenly shook violently, and a group of people rushed forward. In an instant, this mysterious slate erupted with an unprecedented terrifying aura.
This aura was like a huge storm that completely swept and enveloped the space at the top of the stone platform.
The twin suns above Ye Feng's head were crumbling, and the sun fairy light shield on his body was flickering. The true energy in his body was also being consumed at a terrifying speed. Under the shroud of this terrifying aura, even if he turned on
Even if you are in your strongest state, you cannot sustain it for too long.
Fortunately for Ye Feng, this terrible aura storm only lasted for a short moment and then stopped.
All the movements of the more than twenty warriors who rushed forward were frozen in an instant, as if time had been frozen.
The next moment, the bodies of these people disintegrated inch by inch, blood gushed out wildly, minced meat and bones were scattered everywhere, and no one was left alive!
The vibration of the blue stone slab was caused by the breath of these people rushing forward. When these people could not withstand the breath storm and died, the vibration of the stone slab naturally stopped.
However, Ouyang Tianyu is a martial emperor-level master after all. He can stand out among many young masters and is naturally highly regarded by the family. He has a small and exquisite heart-protecting ancient mirror on his chest, which bursts out with a brilliant light at the critical moment.
It enveloped him, so he didn't die in this aura storm.
"This...this is impossible! It's the terrifying aura erupting from that stone slab!"
Only then did Ouyang Tianyu suddenly wake up and retreat to He Yuxuan's side with a pale face. The brilliant light on his body gradually dimmed, and then disappeared in the ancient heart-protecting mirror on his chest.
"Is there anyone else who wants to die?"
Glancing at the bloody field indifferently, Ye Feng's expression was extremely indifferent.
In the state of fighting dragon transformation, he only has the instinct of fighting, and nothing from the outside world can have the slightest impact on his consciousness.
At the same time, this was also a powerful advantage he had after he reached the Martial King level and discovered the Dragon Fighting Transformation.
Whether it is pain, fear, or other psychological factors that may affect the battle, he will completely forget them in this transformed state.
Behind He Yuxuan and Ouyang Tianyu, some warriors already felt weak in their legs. After all, the scene just now was too terrifying and cruel. Before those people could realize what was going on, more than twenty experienced warrior masters
He died instantly and cleanly.
"Want to leave? Unfortunately it's too late..."
But at this moment, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth suddenly curved into a smile. However, when this smile fell in the eyes of many warriors on the opposite side, it seemed very unfriendly, as if the devil was mocking them for overestimating their abilities.
"roar!"
Ye Feng took action, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm, the true energy spurted out and condensed continuously, manifesting a dragon-shaped true energy with teeth and claws, roaring towards everyone.
The method of transforming Zhenqi into shape is not shocking, after all, the people on the opposite side have more or less some understanding of his strength.
"snort!"
Ouyang Tianyu, who survived relying on the ancient heart-protecting mirror, snorted coldly, and saw a golden flame rising around him, and a dragon-shaped true energy roared out from behind him.
"Longyang Tiangong!"
Ye Feng has naturally heard of this heaven-level technique. It is said to be the secret of the Ouyang family. If you practice it to the extreme, you can cultivate yourself into a dragon-yang body, and your life essence will be as strong and powerful as a real dragon.
But what concerns him most is not this so-called heaven-level technique, but Ouyang Tianyu's talent, which is exactly the power of the sun that he needs most at the moment!
"Since you have attacked me, it is natural to kill you without having to bear the so-called condemnation of conscience and morality."
The movement of Ye Feng's hand suddenly changed. The two golden dragon-shaped infuriating energy collided in the air, and a wave of vibrating energy erupted, causing many people to become unstable and shake a few times.
The fluctuation of the warrior's true energy immediately caused the vibration of the blue stone slab behind Ye Feng. Two sharp sword-like auras suddenly appeared, hidden in the invisible, invisible to the naked eye, and only vaguely sensed by the mind.
The slightest fluctuation.
One of these two breaths rushed towards Ye Feng, and the other rushed towards Ouyang Tianyu, who had just made the same move as him.
Protected by the sun's fairy light, as long as he was not within three steps of the stone slab, Ye Feng could already resist such a breath attack, so he didn't pay attention. The seal in his hand suddenly changed, and the golden Buddha was there.
Appearing behind him, a Buddha's hand condensed with true energy covered the sky and the sun, completely covering the top of the stone platform and casting a huge palm shadow.
This is the real King Ming's dragon-capturing hand. The previous dragon-shaped Qi was just a prelude and bait. The capture of the Buddha's hand is the most powerful attack in this battle!
"Pfft!"
With a gentle squeeze of two fingers of the Buddha's hand, the dragon-shaped infuriating energy produced by Ouyang Tianyu was instantly annihilated into nothingness.
At this moment, Ouyang Tianyu's pupils opened wide, feeling the approaching death crisis, because in addition to Ye Feng's Ming King Dragon Capture Hand, the sharp sword-like aura was also approaching, causing the heart-protecting ancient piece on his chest to
The mirror released bursts of fiery breath, bursting out into a brilliance and splendor, protecting his body.