The fire of immortality erupted, and the ancient palaces were turned into powder. Only the Divine Ability Palace, the Formation Palace, and the Refining Palace remained intact, while the other palaces all disappeared.
Ye Feng did not dare to stay at the same place. After running for dozens of miles, the suppression of Shentong Palace's aura completely disappeared. He quickly used the Great Void Escape Technique and escaped more than 500 miles away.
The movement here also alarmed many people. It was a relatively safe area more than 500 miles away. Everyone looked up to the sky. No one noticed that Ye Feng was the only one who escaped from the ancient palace.
God's man.
In the distant sky, the fairy furnace with flames hanging all over its body hangs like the sun, and the fire of the immortal way gathers like a dragon. From time to time, beams of light fly out from the magical power palace, just like the magical power produced by the peerless strongman. Countless beams of light fly out from the weapon refining palace.
The phantom of Dao Bao and the formation palace were filled with ripples and set up a large formation, which made the three powerful martial immortals exhausted to deal with it.
The six-story pagoda above the Xuanmen Martial Immortal's head was filled with light. One beam of light flew out from the golden pagoda, as thick as a mountain, and defeated the dragon-shaped flames formed by the immortal fire.
The area with a radius of hundreds of miles shook violently, the sky shook, and the endless terrifying pressure spread, making people want to kneel on the ground and worship.
The crowd watching the battle more than 500 miles away retreated in panic, and stopped more than 700 miles away, staring at the sky with dumbfounded eyes.
Ye Feng was extremely horrified. The strength of the powerful warriors in the Martial Immortal Realm was as deep as the sea, with no end in sight. It was beyond the imagination of a warrior in the Martial King Realm like him, and he couldn't even speculate.
If the aftermath of the movements of these powerful warriors in the Martial Immortal Realm spread to him, it would turn him into ashes in an instant.
There is a world of difference between ordinary people and immortals.
The fairy-level battle in Gaotian was shocking. The beams of light emitted by the six-story golden pagoda turned into blue smoke and dissipated near the fairy furnace.
Under the burning flames ejected from the fairy furnace, the six-story pagoda was gradually burned and melted, and the gold-like liquid continued to drip.
"Someone is using immortal power to control this immortal furnace. Unless the immortal weapons from the holy land are brought out, there is no way to compete with them." The Xuanmen Martial Immortal quickly retreated and raised his hand to summon the golden pagoda back.
A large piece melted, which made him extremely distressed.
There are only a handful of immortal weapons in the Nine Suns Continent, and each one is extremely difficult to refine. It not only requires countless precious materials, but also requires clever formation patterns to have a certain chance of successful refining.
Over the past 30 million years, many immortal weapons have failed to be refined, but only a few have been successful.
Although the three of them are all in the realm of martial immortals, they do not have any fairy-level treasures on hand that correspond to their cultivation status.
For example, the six-story golden pagoda in the hands of the Xuanmen Martial Immortal is an immortal weapon that failed to be refined, and is also called a semi-immortal weapon.
"Among the five holy places, only Shenzong has two immortal weapons. Why didn't you bring one?" The two martial arts immortals from Xuanmen and Daomen both looked at the martial immortal from Shenzong.
The Jiuxuanwu Immortal of Shenzong no longer hesitated, opened his mouth and spat out, and a palm-sized boat flew out, its whole body blooming with green light, its shape was exquisite, and it was as crystal clear as green jade.
After the green boat was sacrificed by the Nine Xuan Wu Immortal, it turned into more than 200 feet, rumbled through the void, and crashed towards the immortal furnace hanging in the sky that was constantly spewing out endless flames.
The firelight and green light intertwined, almost submerging the entire Tianluo Mountain sky.
The aftermath of the terrifying and vast energy spread, and the Shen Tong Palace was the first to be unable to support itself. The majestic palace cracked every inch and turned into ashes.
The sky and the earth were shaking and trembling. The green jade boat and the immortal furnace were in a stalemate in the high sky for half an hour. Finally, the green light was gradually suppressed by the immortal fire, like a fluttering firefly that was about to go out at any time.
The crowd watching the battle retreated again and again, from more than 500 miles away to a thousand miles away. Everyone looked up at the rare fight between gods in the sky. No one noticed Ye Feng moving quickly among the crowd.
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A ray of golden light flew over and landed on his shoulder. Ye Feng reached out and touched the little dragon's head. This dragon snake with the blood of a war dragon had been training in Tianluo Mountain for a while and seemed to have grown a lot.
After a while, Ye Feng discovered Qing Yizi behind the crowd.
Qing Yizi is a cautious person by nature, which he could see when he was in Luangu Pagoda. Since his first defeat at the hands of Ye Feng, every time he comes to trouble Ye Feng, he always gathers around him.
With a large group of helpers, he rarely does anything he doesn’t have a certain degree of confidence in.
However, Ye Feng seemed to be his nemesis. Every time he thought he had a plan in place, something unexpected happened to Ye Feng, causing him to lose every time.
Standing at the back of the crowd, watching the gods fighting in the sky, there was a smile on his lips.
The commotion in the nine ancient palaces was unexpectedly loud. It seemed that except for the three martial immortal-level figures who could not be inferred by common sense, no one else made any movement at all. Nine or eight times out of ten, it was probably either bad or bad.
Among the people who went to the Three Holy Lands this time, there were many semi-immortal and warrior-level beings. Even those strong men could not escape. He was almost certain that Ye Feng was definitely dead.
As for his master Yu Feng, he was also among those who died, but he didn't even bother to think about it. He was an outstanding disciple among the younger generation of the Taoist sect. If one master died, the sect would arrange for him to have other masters.
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For some reason, a palpitating and depressing feeling surged into his heart, causing Qing Yizi to feel panic and anxiety for no reason. His eyes narrowed slightly, and out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a line of fire moving towards him at a very fast speed.
The figure approaching him caused huge waves in his heart.
"He actually came back alive? How is this possible!?"
Qing Yizi's first reaction was to run away, but before he could make any move, Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.
At this moment, except for his status as a Taoist disciple, there is no strong person from the Taoist sect around him who can give him protection.
At this moment, Qing Yizi was heartbroken. He found that Ye Feng was just looking at him expressionlessly and indifferently. He did not feel any pride, nor did he ridicule the enemy after winning a great victory. This made the always proud Qing Yizi even more
Frustration, because in Ye Feng's eyes, he may not be considered a so-called opponent at all.
Xiaolong and Ye Feng had a mental connection. When he had murderous intentions towards Qing Yizi, Xiaolong shook his head, his head instantly enlarged, he opened his bloody mouth and swallowed a big living person alive.
Ye Feng's state of mind did not fluctuate at all, like a rock.
Just as Qing Yizi was thinking in his mind at the moment before he died, he never regarded this Taoist disciple as his opponent from the beginning to the end.
To use a metaphor, Tsing Yizi is like a mosquito that bites you every chance it gets. It’s not painful or itchy but very annoying. If this mosquito suddenly carries a terrible virus, it might be fatal.
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This time, Ye Feng almost capsized in the sewer because of this mosquito. He was furious in front of the alchemy palace and fought hard with Wu Sheng Wu Zun with a stick. In the end, if the mysterious and ruinous old man hadn't suddenly taken action, he might have died there.
The claws of the black dragon's soul were down.
So the first thing he did when he finally escaped was to find this damn mosquito in the crowd and slap it to death!
In Gaotianzhong, the three martial arts immortals used the green jade boat and the fairy furnace of Dongzhou Shenzong to master all kinds of magical powers and magical methods at their fingertips, which was eye-opening and astonishing.
Ye Feng didn't waste a moment and found Murong Yunxue, Lu Miaoshuang, and Ling'er among the crowd.
Except for Ling'er, Murong Yunxue and Lu Miaoshuang both looked worried. The greater the commotion in the ancient palace, the more dangerous Ye Feng's situation became.
"Master!"
"Ye Feng!"
"Brother Ye!"
When he appeared in front of the three women, Murong Yunxue cried with joy, Lu Miaoshuang patted her chest, which was not impressive, and Ling'er breathed a sigh of relief, with mixed expressions.
"Brother Ye, what happened over there?" Lu Miaoshuang asked.
"Let's not talk about this for now. Let's leave here." Ye Feng didn't say anything more and took Murong Yunxue's hand.
The group of people left quickly, and Ming Lao's figure appeared not far away, staring at Ye Feng's leaving back, thoughtfully.
Ye Feng had just returned to Qizhou City when the endless immortal fire suddenly surged, burning the vast Tianluo Mountain into a land of death that was close to a thousand miles in radius.
Everyone died, including the three martial arts immortals, as well as tens of thousands of people watching the battle thousands of miles away.
Such a cruel and generous act shocked not only the Southern Wilderness, but also the Nine Suns and Five Realms!
Because they were too far away and did not have time to participate in the battle for the Immortal Furnace, the powerful men from the Northern Cambrian Holy Mountain and the Xiyuan Buddhist Sect were all frightened after receiving the news. Even the three martial immortals died. This group of people went, and they probably also
The fate of being burned to ashes by the fire of the fairy furnace.
The nine ancient palaces disappeared, and some people saw the fairy furnace that had wiped out countless powerful men in the three holy places flying into the sky, disappearing into the distant sky like a fiery red meteor rainbow.
Some strong men of the older generation said that the immortal furnace refined the life essence of immortals and tens of thousands of strong men, and the elixir in the furnace was about to be released.
Back in Qizhou City, Ye Feng chose an inn and went into seclusion. The three women who were traveling with him didn't go out either. The streets and alleys of Qizhou City were all talking about the big event that shocked the world.
Ye Feng was just an unknown person who joined the team later, so no one would notice that he was the only person who escaped from that disaster.
In the room, Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding an ancient long sword across his knees. It was a Tao treasure weapon he had snatched from a powerful martial saint from the Tao sect during his trip to the nine ancient palaces.
The supreme Tao he cultivates does not cultivate qi, nor does his soul resonate with the way of heaven. Even if his cultivation level reaches the emperor level in the future, these Tao treasure weapons refined according to the orthodox cultivation system cannot be used by him.
The power it should have in its hands is exerted.
However, this long sword is made of good material and high quality. Until he refines a Taoist weapon suitable for him, it can be used as a handy melee weapon.
In addition to this Taoist weapon, Ye Feng felt that his biggest gain was the broadening of his horizons and knowledge, especially the mysterious and indifferent words of the old man, which allowed him to realize some things that he had never noticed before.
Something deeper than that.
In the past, he thought that as a Martial Emperor, he could travel around the world, that as a Martial Emperor, he could walk sideways like a crab, that as a Martial Saint, he could swallow thousands of miles, and that he would be a big shot wherever he went.
But the actions of the three holy places were like moths flying into a flame, completely changing his perception.
Over and over, the three holy places lost close to two thousand Martial Emperors, Martial Saints, and Martial Masters, including several half-immortals and even three Martial Immortals.
If these powerful men come together, they will definitely be able to create a hegemonic force that dominates the world. If the three Martial Immortals are in charge, they will be touted by the world as a super force that can rival the Holy Land.
But the foundation of the Holy Land is far more than that, and what has been revealed so far is only the tip of the iceberg. It may make the top management of the Holy Land feel pain, but it is definitely not a traumatic experience.
It has a long heritage of more than 30 million years from ancient times to the present, and it is not just an empty talk. Although the old man who broke his arm did not say it clearly, Ye Feng heard some deep meanings in the last sentence he mentioned.
The foundations of the Five Holy Lands were formidable and powerful. Ye Feng was very glad that when he walked out of the Ancient Tower, he did not fall into the sight of those high-ranking figures in the Holy Lands.
This reminded him of the fat man Han Fei who got the Immortal Bell in the Ancient Tower. That boy was hunted and hunted by the powerful men from the Five Holy Lands. I wonder how many kilograms of fat he has lost now?