In the ancient cave of chaos at the bottom of the Jiushui River, Ye Feng entered the chaos alone, while Murong Yunxue and Long Snake were waiting at the entrance of the cave.
But not long after, the little dragon lying on the body of the black-scaled dragon snake suddenly ejected, transformed into a six-foot-long body, and went straight to the depths of the ancient cave.
Murong Yunxue's pretty face turned cold, she jumped up and rushed towards the depths of the ancient cave.
At that moment, both she and Long Snake felt that Ye Feng's aura suddenly disappeared without a trace.
In the outer periphery of the depths of the ancient cave, the originally permeating chaotic energy was no longer there. One person and one dragon and snake continued to penetrate deeper, and finally stopped at the place where Ye Feng's aura disappeared.
Moving forward from this place, the atmosphere of chaos becomes heavier and more dangerous. If you step into it rashly, you will die.
The dragon snake kept wandering around the place where Ye Feng's breath disappeared, and the snake kept spitting out its core, looking restless.
Murong Yunxue frowned, and Ye Feng's aura disappeared in an instant. Could it be that he broke into this lifeless chaos?
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The Jiushui River is magnificent and the torrential water flows endlessly.
An old man and a young girl followed the aura left by Ye Feng, traveled upstream along the bank of Jiushui River, and came to this place.
"His breath is gone."
"Maybe there is some special place at the bottom of the river that can block the breath."
"Do you think he has begun to doubt me?"
"We were protecting his life and safety from beginning to end, and he had no reason to doubt it."
The old man and the girl had a few casual conversations by the river, and Ming Lao, who was shrouded in black robes, blurred and disappeared.
The girl named Ling'er was squatting on a rock on the shore, holding a few wild fruits picked from unknown places in her hands, rubbing them casually, and eating them while waiting for something.
In the unknown mysterious space, Ye Feng experienced two decades of suffering and hardship, and finally arrived at the last level.
The person guarding the gate was a young man in purple who was as handsome as jade. They had just met him and he couldn't help but slap him with a palm. It seemed like a simple move, but it was majestic and powerful, with the power of an immortal subduing demons.
"boom!"
An aura full of killing, violence, and domineering suddenly burst out from Ye Feng's body. With one punch, the air crackled like fried beans and bursts of thunder sounded.
As the fists and palms struck each other, I felt a continuous force like a stormy sea. Ye Feng's body did not move at all, and so did the man in purple.
But the next moment, the figure of the man in purple disappeared in the air above his head, and suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng, with true energy spurting from his palms and fingers directly hitting Ye Feng's chest.
Ye Feng did not expect that the other party would be so fast. There would be no trace of his movement, which was even more subtle than the Great Void Escape Technique.
He couldn't dodge this palm, so he could only resist it by raising his arms.
"Bang!"
The opponent's palm looked soft, but it exploded with terrifying power in an instant. Ye Feng's whole body was instantly blown away, and the bones in his arms were numb with severe pain and almost shattered.
"How is this possible?..."
Ye Feng's arms trembled, and his heart was filled with fear.
The Heaven-Seizing Art of Creation was running in his body, and the resilience of the Martial Emperor's peak-level body was truly astonishing, but his eyes were solemn as never before.
The man in purple did not pursue him, but stood there with his hands behind his back with an indifferent expression, looking at him calmly.
Judging from the aura revealed in the fight just now, the man in purple's cultivation has not reached the level of the Martial Emperor, but both his true energy and his physical body have reached the limit of the Martial Emperor's Great Perfection.
It is not that Ye Feng has never encountered a master of this level before, and with his powerful physical body, he can even fight head-on with him without falling behind, which is even better than others.
But the man in purple in front of him was different from the opponents he had encountered in the past. He could break both of his arms with one palm. This strength made Ye Feng feel tremendous pressure.
"It seems that I can only fight you in my strongest state."
Ye Feng looked directly at the man in purple, the power of his blood was activated, gray dragon scales covered his whole body, a dragon tail extended from his tailbone, his limbs were strong and ferocious, and the sharp dragon horn on his head was as sharp as a knife, which seemed to be able to split the world.
This is his strongest state. After the Dragon War Transformation, his already powerful physical body became stronger and his strength increased several times.
"boom!"
With both feet firmly stepping on the Qingguang Avenue, Ye Feng used the Great Void Escape Technique, and his body appeared in mid-air, and then swooped down like a ferocious eagle, reaching the ultimate speed.
"die!"
Killing tens of millions of enemies in ten years has made him understand the heart of killing. At this moment, all the killing intent is concentrated on this punch, striving to kill the enemy with one blow.
Bang!
The man in purple just slowly raised his hand, spread his fingers, and grasped Ye Feng's punch with endless killing intent.
A pair of golden dragon eyes flickered, and Ye Feng immediately used Great Void Escape to retreat.
The expression of the man in purple didn't change at all. His calm eyes seemed to be able to see through the traces of the Great Void Escape Technique. With a flick of his finger, a beam of true energy condensed into a sword and shot out.
Ye Feng's figure appeared more than ten feet away, and there was a sharp tearing pain in his chest. The indestructible dragon scales were like paper, cut into pieces by a sword energy, and penetrated his body, bringing with it a piece of blood.
"Damn, is there such a pervert in the world?"
Compared to the pain of ten years of soul torture, such injuries are nothing, Ye Feng said to himself in a daze.
He has seen many masters below the Martial Emperor level and killed many, among which the peerless masters who have reached the half-step Martial Emperor level are the strongest.
This man in purple still uses true energy and condenses it into a gang, but his strength is stronger than that of a half-step Martial Emperor-level master.
"I still don't believe in evil."
Ye Feng's eyebrows split open, and a golden gourd flew out. The light of the Immortal Killer was as bright as a pillar, devastating and powerful.
Without the Taoist treasure, even a strong man in the Martial Emperor realm would not dare to ignore the power of the innate Taoist treasure. The figure of the man in purple was disillusioned, and what was pierced and torn by the Immortal-Slaying Divine Light was nothing more than an afterimage.
"Swallow the sky!"
The green-skinned gourd flew out, forming a huge vortex between the sky and the earth. The majestic devouring power surged and filled the air, similar to the restraint of space, freezing the movements of the man in purple.
That's it now!
Ye Feng was extremely keen on seizing opportunities. He rushed towards the man in purple like the wind. The immortal-killing gourd suspended between his eyebrows vibrated again, and the divine light flew out, slashing towards the man in purple who was bound and immobilized.
Seeing that there was no way to escape, the surrounding space was bound by the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Treasure Gourd. The expression of the man in purple was still unchanged. His fingers were spread out, and the palm of his hand was like an abyss, grabbing directly towards the devastating Immortal-Destroying Divine Light.
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The eternally indifferent expression of the man in purple made Ye Feng feel horrified. Could it be that this guy was so tyrannical that he could withstand the light of the Immortal-Slaying God?
boom!
A mighty wave of air swept across, and the endless darkness all around and the azure light avenue under your feet did not move at all.
The Immortal-Destroying Divine Light collapsed and shattered, turning into golden light that spread all over the sky, flying back to the Immortal-Destroying Gourd like the tail of a comet.
Looking up, the man in purple clothes still maintained the gesture of reaching out and grabbing. The indestructible Immortal-Slaying Divine Light had collapsed and shattered, but he was still unscathed!
No, to be precise, the man in purple was injured. Under the impact of the immortal-killing divine light, there was a wound the size of a needle tip on his palm, and a trace of blood that was invisible to the naked eye was shocking.
Ye Feng's eyes widened, and his heart was turned upside down.
Turning on the power of bloodline, he transformed into a humanoid war dragon. Many people said that he was a humanoid beast-like monster, but in comparison, the man in purple who was guarding the third level was more than just a monster?
Is this the strength that a Martial Emperor should have at his peak level?
The man in purple slowly closed his hand, looking at him with indifferent eyes, there was still no emotion, no anger, no joy, no ridicule, sarcasm, or disdain.
Following a tremor in the space, the man in purple disappeared silently, leaving only Ye Feng standing alone on the Qingguang Avenue, feeling lost.
If the opponent was a strong man in the Martial Emperor realm, Ye Feng would not be like this, but from the beginning to the end, the power used by the man in purple was at the peak of the Martial Emperor realm, but why was he so strong?
A black mist condensed in front of Ye Feng, and the Spirit of Creation appeared.
"You passed the test, and you will be my master from now on." The Spirit of Creation knelt on one knee.
There was no obvious fluctuation in Ye Feng's expression. Compared with the joy of being recognized by the Spirit of Creation, it was far less than the shock he received when facing the man in purple.
Although he has never been so arrogant as to think that he is invincible below the level of Emperor Wu, he is absolutely sure that even if someone is stronger than him, it will not be much different.
But the strength shown by the man in purple completely shattered his inherent concepts. He felt like the frog at the bottom of a well, always thinking he was right, but in fact he was sitting in the well watching the sky.
"Master, there is no need to be discouraged. After all, you have only been practicing for more than a year, and your cultivation is only in the late stage of King Wu. It is understandable that you cannot defeat the incarnation of the Holy Lord." The Spirit of Creation said softly.
"The incarnation of the Holy Lord?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, the man in purple who fought with you just now, master, is the incarnation of the Holy Lord of the Beginning. In the future, the master can use the Creation Furnace to fight with the incarnations of the Holy Lord of the same realm from time to time to improve himself."
The Spirit of Creation explained patiently: "In terms of the level of the same realm, the Holy Lord is equivalent to invincible. Fighting with him is equivalent to fighting against the strongest being in the same realm. All the benefits can be obtained from it.
, I think the master will know it very well."
Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up. If he wanted to quickly improve his strength, fighting through fighting could be said to be the best shortcut. The stronger the opponent, the more significant the effect of training oneself would be.
"What is the realm of the Holy Lord?" Ye Feng asked curiously.
"Master, God will tell you after you become a god."
"What state is God in that day?" Ye Feng asked again.
"Master, fate will tell you after you become an immortal."
"Then if I want to ask you what level the Immortal Master is, you won't tell me after I become an Immortal, right?" Ye Feng said with a gloomy expression.
The Spirit of Creation really nodded and said: "Master, your current level of cultivation is too low. If I tell you too high a level too early, it will not be good for you. It will happen when conditions are ripe, and the level of realm is reached. I don't need to tell you, Master."
You will know.”
"Doesn't that mean you didn't say anything?" Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "You don't have a face or mouth like this. It's hard to talk to you. Can you change your appearance?"
The spirit of creation was stunned for a moment, then nodded and transformed into a country man eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a ferocious face.
It's okay to look like this, but the voice is still as clear as a wind chime, and he said expressionlessly: "Is this okay, Master?"
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and a chill ran through his body, "Are you deliberately disgusting me?"
A smile appeared on the machine-like stiff face of the Spirit of Creation, and he transformed into a woman in green clothes. Her appearance could not be said to be stunning, but it was the type that I would never tire of, and her figure was also curvy.
, exquisite and undulating, graceful and graceful.
With Murong Yunxue and Luo Shuiyue, who are as beautiful as the ones in front of them, and with the appearance transformed by the spirit of creation, there is nothing surprising about Ye Feng.
"You have tortured me for ten years and forced me to kill people for ten years. Now I am your master, which means I can do whatever I want to you?" An evil smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.