Hundreds of spiritual weapons are floating in the sky, scattered like stars.
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, and you could hear a pin drop.
Whether it was Ji's warriors, tribe members, or Ye Nantian's subordinates, they were all dumbfounded, as if they had received some strong visual impact, and they couldn't believe their eyes.
The smile on Ji Yuanhao's face froze in an instant, and was replaced by unconcealable horror.
"hiss!"
It took more than half a minute for Ji Yuanhao to react, gasped, and exclaimed: "How...how is it possible? Ye Beichen, where did you get so many top-level spiritual weapons? Did they loot them?"
Have you got the treasure troves of each major sect?!"
Because of the extreme shock, his voice was extremely trembling, and he no longer had the majestic and domineering appearance he had before.
Ye Fan heard the words, but did not answer. Instead, he showed a mysterious and unpredictable Xiong Rong.
"Eh? That's not right!"
Suddenly, Ji Yuanhao seemed to have discovered something, gritted his teeth and said: "These are all magical weapons of the devil!"
"The White Bone Mourning Gate Arrow! Refined by the White Bone Divine Lord, it not only damages the body but also breaks the soul. Warriors below the level of heaven will be instantly destroyed physically and spiritually if they fall into it."
"Ghost Eye Poison Needle! The treasure of the Yin Ghost Sect, it is bitterly refined from the cold poisonous energy in the earth's lungs. It is in harmony with the host's soul. When it is emitted, the black light flashes slightly and disappears immediately. It hurts people secretly, like a shadow attached to the body.
If the evil method is used again, it will turn into invisible and silent poisonous gas, which can enter as soon as possible, and is sinister and sinister!"
"The Cauldron of Cold Marbles! It contains the strange fire of Cold Marbles. If it is ignited, it will emit a fragrant aroma. If a strong person smells it, he will definitely be drunk and kill people without being visible!"
"Seven unique black dog nails! The magic weapon refined by the Five Ghost Heavenly Kings will bring out the sound of ten thousand dogs barking. The outer layer is a black light, but the inside is wrapped with a dark red nail-shaped red shadow. It is the most sinister in the cult.
Magic weapon, special magic weapon, flying sword!"
Ji Yuanhao recounted the origins of these spiritual weapons like a treasure trove, but by the end, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat.
He really didn't know where Ye Fan got so many magical spiritual weapons, but if these spiritual weapons really exploded by themselves, the terrifying power would definitely break through Jin Lian's defense and even blow him up into ashes.
And Ye Fan felt a sense of joy in his heart.
These spiritual weapons were naturally obtained from the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.
The emperor had no intention of holding a meeting of ten thousand immortals and amassing money in the name of a wedding banquet. If any sect did not present the sect-suppressing treasure, Ao Lie would go on a killing spree.
Later, Ao Lie's space ring contained most of the magic weapons, but before these treasures could be warmed up, Ye Fan appeared out of nowhere and went on a killing spree, killing Ao Lie and winning the ring.
I had no intention of calculating everything, but I never thought that I would make a wedding dress for Ye Fan.
The next moment, Ye Fan looked at Ji Yuanhao who was shrouded in golden lotus, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Ji Yuanhao, isn't your 'Heaven-Connecting Lotus Leaf' very powerful? I want to see how much you can withstand it.
The self-destruction of the spiritual weapon!"
After saying that, Ye Fan used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with those spiritual weapons.
Strictly speaking, Ye Fan did not get the recognition of these spiritual weapons at all and was unable to exert their maximum power.
But now, he uses the simplest and crudest method to force the spiritual weapons to self-destruct. Even if these spiritual weapons have intelligence, they cannot resist.
If you want me to die, I have to die!
…
The dozen or so closest spiritual weapons took the lead in flying towards the Golden Lotus. Although the speed was not fast, they contained the aura of death and death.
"Boom, boom, boom!!!"
Almost at the same time, these spiritual weapons hit the golden lotus leaves and exploded at the same time, just like setting off fireworks. The monstrous spiritual power contained in the spiritual weapons suddenly burst out, intertwined, and the power increased geometrically.
It seems to have exceeded the limit that the lotus leaf can bear.
No matter how the golden lotus leaf releases its power, there is still a lot of power that cannot be eliminated. Many big holes appear on the lotus leaf. No matter how Ji Yuanhao mobilizes his inner energy, he cannot fill it up.
If this trend continues, it will not take a hundred spiritual weapons to self-destruct. Perhaps only fifty or sixty will be able to completely destroy the lotus leaves and cause heavy damage to Ji Yuanhao.
"Explode! Explode! Explode..."
Ye Fan activated those spiritual weapons one after another.
Seeing this scene, Ji Yuanhao almost vomited blood, and was shocked by Ye Fan's luxury and prodigality.
Such a precious spiritual weapon, even if a powerful person in heaven obtains it, will regard it as a treasure and will not use it easily.
How can anyone treat a spiritual weapon as a one-time trial like Ye Fan!
As the young master of the Xuanyuan Ji family, Ji Yuanhao is definitely a fighter among rich and handsome men, but he has never seen such a "money-burning" style of play!
However, Ye Fan completely ignored his shouting and was hearty. At this moment, he really felt the pleasure of those rich people spending money like water and money!
If someone throws money at you, if he throws at spiritual weapons, he will kill you too!
Rich and willful!
This tmd is so cool!
…
In front of Ji's palace.
Standing on the golden chariot, Ji Changhe was naturally very anxious when he saw that his son was like a turtle in a urn and suffered such a horrific bombing.
Without any hesitation, he scolded the remaining elites around him: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you come with me to rescue Yuan Hao!"
The next moment, Ji Changhe led the army to charge forward, with murderous intent boiling, wishing to cut Ye Fan into pieces with a thousand knives.
Looking at the approaching army with great momentum, Ye Fan had a look of disdain on his face and said lightly:
"act recklessly!"
As soon as Ye Fan thought, another spiritual weapon, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, blasted towards the army.
"No! Everyone, disperse quickly!" Ji Changhe said loudly.
The surrounding elite members of the Ji family dispersed in all directions, but in the end it was too late.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..."
The spiritual weapon self-destructed, and a deafening sound was heard. The violent force contained in it was like a volcanic eruption, shaking the world.
Half a minute later, when the gunpowder smoke cleared, the core of the explosion was seen. All the Ji family elites were blown into powder and evaporated, leaving not even bones or dregs left.
The only survivor is Ji Changhe.
In Jichanghe's hand, he held an ancient bronze lamp, which bloomed with bright light and enveloped his whole body, as if he had been covered with a layer of sacred battle clothes, with an invisible aura of holiness.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a god descending into the mortal world, otherworldly.
There is no doubt that the ancient bronze lamp in Ji Changhe's hand is the best among many spiritual weapons.
"Hmph! Your vitality is quite tenacious. Let me see how many times you can withstand it!"
Ye Fan said, treating the spiritual weapons as grenades and explosive barrels, and threw seven or eight of them in succession.
Under such a high-intensity explosion, the ancient bronze lamp could not withstand at all, and soon its brilliance became increasingly dimmer until it went out and fell into pieces.
"Pfft!"
Under the induction of Qi, Ji Changhe spurted blood and turned pale. He was obviously seriously injured, and he fled towards the palace in embarrassment without caring about his son's safety.
When Ye Fan saw this, he did not pursue it. Instead, he focused on two things. He controlled the spiritual weapon to bombard the golden lotus leaves around Ji Yuanhao, and at the same time controlled the spiritual weapon to hit the magnificent palace in the distance.
The palace built by the Xuanyuan Ji family has stood for thousands of years and has many mysterious formations carved around it.
However, even the builders of the palace would not have thought that someone would have such luxury as using a spiritual weapon to self-destruct to attack.
For a time, mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and moon lost light, and the heaven and earth shook, as if a doomsday catastrophe had occurred.
The Ji warriors and other members of the primitive tribe were unable to stop any powerful offensive and could only dodge in embarrassment.
Even so, hundreds of people still died tragically when their spiritual weapons exploded, and were directly blown up into ashes.
"Rumble..."
After another quarter of an hour, those magnificent palaces collapsed one after another, with broken walls and ruins everywhere, as if they were reduced to ruins.
Thousands of years ago, Afang Palace, known as the "No. 1 Palace in the World", was eventually burned down by a fire.
Now, Xuanyuan Ji's palace was destroyed by Ye Fan.
For a time, a feeling of despair spread in the hearts of many members of the Ji family.
"Crack!"
At this moment, a crisp sound came, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silence.
The golden lotus leaves protecting Ji Yuanhao finally shattered and fell apart.