Chapter 1423 Immediately after I crossed the sword, I stood still!
This is the first time Ye Fan has crossed the void in his physical body. Because there is no friction, the speed is faster than on the planet.
Coupled with the majestic power provided by Mr. Wei, which allowed him to possess the inner energy of the divine transformation stage in a short period of time, the violent and unparalleled energy was almost overflowing.
In a few breaths, he had already crossed a hundred miles and was getting closer and closer to the God Burying Sword.
"who?"
The arrival of his uninvited guest immediately attracted the attention of the fifth elder of Xuantian Palace and other powerful men of the sect.
Because of the golden flames of the sun, they were unable to obtain the Divine Burial Sword, but they did not want outsiders to interfere.
"Huh? It's him!"
Soon, someone recognized Ye Fan.
At the Ascension Selection Conference, Ye Fan showed his invincibility and defeated the examiners of Xuantian Palace one after another, leaving a very deep impression on them.
But they never expected that Ye Fan would rush over at this juncture.
"Isn't this kid a golden elixir monk? How can he cross the void? What is going on?" Someone exclaimed.
In the world of cultivating immortals, the Nascent Soul Stage and the Transformation Stage are a watershed.
Only monks who transform themselves into gods can cross the void. This is an indisputable fact.
A peak Nascent Soul monk like Mu Qingxuan can also cross the void in a short time if he relies on certain spiritual weapons.
However, Ye Fan is just a golden elixir monk, and he is still two realms away from the stage of becoming a god.
His ability to cross the void was so incredible that it shocked everyone in the venue.
Just when everyone was stunned, Ye Fan had already arrived in front of the God-Burying Sword, with hot eyes, and reached out to grab the handle of the God-Burying Sword.
Seeing this action, the people around him did not stop him, but looked at Ye Fan with strange eyes.
"Seek death!"
The fifth elder of Xuantian Palace even sneered, as if he was treating him as a corpse.
A few minutes ago, the owner of the Heartless Valley was burned to ashes by the golden flames of the Sun just because he wanted to get his hands on the Divine Burial Sword.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye Fan's right hand finally grasped the handle of the knife.
"Whoosh!"
The dazzling golden flames of the sun burst out in an instant, covering Ye Fan's whole body.
Even from a certain distance, you can feel the hot breath, which seems to be able to burn all the wasteland and steam the ocean into nothingness.
However, the next moment was beyond everyone's expectations——
Bathed in the blazing flames, Ye Fan did not show any pain on his face, nor did he scream, he was as comfortable as a fish in water.
…
"How can it be?!"
Seeing this scene, many of the god-transformation monks around were dumbfounded and dumbfounded, with expressions on their faces as if they had seen a ghost.
You must know that the Golden Flame of the Great Sun ranks ninth in the "Ranking of Strange Fires", and even the five strongest elders in the field do not dare to touch it with their physical bodies.
But now, a mere golden elixir monk can actually ignore the terror of the golden flames of the great sun. This has simply subverted everyone's worldview.
"boom!"
The next moment, something even more incredible happened.
An ancient, sacred, vast, and vast aura blasted out from Ye Fan's body, soaring upwards, illuminating a radius of 10,000 meters like daylight.
With Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle, golden light spreads like a tide, which contains unparalleled mysteries and seems to touch the origin of the avenue.
In the brilliance, Ye Fan is like a sun god king. His body is burning with the golden flame of the sun, like the armor of the gods, and his movements reveal the aura of supremacy.
powerful!
Too strong!
For a moment, including the fifth elders, the powerful men from all the surrounding sects retreated one after another, not daring to show off their strength.
There was a huge wave in the hearts of everyone, and they were beyond surprised.
The power that Ye Fan unleashed at this moment was no less powerful than that of Evil Sword Yan Jingfeng and Red King Huo Juechen.
However, during the Ascension Selection Conference, they had already determined Ye Fan's age, but he was just a young boy at a young age.
Although Yan Jingfeng and Huo Juechen look young, they are actually old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years.
Such a comparison makes Ye Fan's strength even more terrifying.
Only the Holy Son of the legendary Holy Land has such a talent!
"Boy, who are you?" the fifth elder of Xuantian Palace asked loudly.
When Ye Fan heard this, he turned to look at her, his eyes radiating like lightning, with the power of splitting the sky with a casual sweep, and said:
"Where I come from is none of your business! Now, I want this God-Burying Sword!"
Under the blessing of Old Wei's magic power, Ye Fan's voice contained unparalleled will, just like the decree issued by the Nine Heaven God King, which was beyond doubt.
When the powerful men from various sects heard this, their expressions changed greatly. They did not expect that a young junior could be so domineering.
Suddenly, the fifth elder took a step forward, squeezed out a smile, and said: "Ye Fan, I have long seen that you have extraordinary talent, but who knows that you are even more powerful than I thought! Let's do it... you follow me Go back to Colorful Treasure Boat, and when you get to Tianshu Star, I will personally introduce you to the sect master! As long as you are willing to dedicate the Divine Burial Sword to the sect master, even if you are made an elder, it will not be a problem!"
When Ye Fan heard this, his expression was solemn and he said nothing, as if his words fell on deaf ears.
For a moment, the fifth elder was a little embarrassed, but he still persuaded: "Our Xuantian Palace is a second-level sect. As long as you become an elder, you can receive a large amount of spiritual stones every month, and you can even borrow the earth-level magical powers collected by the sect. Don’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”
Faced with this temptation, Ye Fan remained unmoved, shook his head, and uttered a few words coldly:
"I do not care!"
…
As soon as these words came out, it was like an invisible slap hitting the fifth elder's face hard.
She tried her best to please Ye Fan, but he didn't appreciate it at all and didn't care.
For a moment, her face looked as ugly as if she had eaten shit.
But in Ye Fan's heart, he felt like he was watching fire.
Before, the Fifth Elder's attitude towards him was extremely arrogant, and he even had murderous intentions.
If Mu Qingxuan hadn't interceded, she would have fought on the colorful treasure boat.
And now, the reason why the fifth elders are so humble is because of the God-Burying Sword in Ye Fan's hand.
But what she just said, nine out of ten sentences are false, they are all deception!
When she returns to Tianshu Star, she will definitely turn against her in an instant and order her disciples to snatch the Divine Burial Sword together.
Even if what she said was true, even if she took ten thousand steps back, Mark would not be tempted.
The elders of the Xuantian Palace and the magical powers of the earth level are not attractive to Ye Fan at all.
Once he missed such a magical weapon, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to get it again, so of course he was unwilling to give up.
But in this case, he couldn't return to the colorful treasure boat.
Ye Fan had already made plans, and with the power that Mr. Wei lent him, he could still hold on for a while.
He simply flew back to Huolingxing, found a place to hide, and used the "Heaven and Earth Furnace" magical power taught by Mr. Wei to sacrifice and refine the Divine Burial Sword.
Suddenly, the fifth elder asked sternly: "Ye Fan, do you want to take possession of the Divine Burial Sword as your own?"
"The divine weapon has a spirit and can choose its own master! Now it seems that I am destined for this sword!"
Ye Fan held the handle of the knife tightly, with no intention of letting go.
"Hmph! How brave!"
The fifth elder suddenly changed his face, and a sinister light burst out from his triangular eyes. He glared at him fiercely and scolded: "You brat, you don't even consider your abilities. How can you own this treasure?"
As she said that, she turned to look at the strong men from other sects and said loudly: "Everyone, this boy is very evil. If you let him go, it will be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles! Why don't we take action together and kill him?
Behead him, and then we will decide who owns the Divine Burial Sword!"
Hearing these words, the surrounding god-transforming monks were moved.
Just now, Ye Fan showed incredible strength, beating the golden flames of the sun without getting hurt, and now he has obtained the God-Burying Sword.
Although Ye Fan is just a golden elixir monk, his combat effectiveness cannot be inferred using common sense.
If you rush over rashly, your life will be in danger, so it is most appropriate for everyone to join forces.
Just when they were about to form an alliance, Ye Fan suddenly took a step forward and raised the God-Burying Sword high.
"boom!"
The sword's radiance surged, and the glow was like thousands of suns rising, illuminating the dark and deep universe, making everything in the world dim in front of it.
"I want to leave, who dares to stop me?!"
Ye Fan's long roar echoed in the vast starry sky.
Let the enemy have thousands of troops and horses, and surround me with tens of millions of soldiers!
I stood up straight from the sword and remained motionless!