Everyone present could feel the changes in Ye Fan. His realm was rising steadily, and his strength seemed to be rising endlessly.
Even if he stood still quietly, he still exuded a strong and domineering aura.
"what happened?"
"This kid has no power, no background, how can he possess the heavenly elixir?"
"Even if this spiritual pill is not as good as the Dragon Transformation Pill, I'm afraid it's about the same!"
Many of the monks who were watching were knowledgeable people. Although they did not know the efficacy of the Qiankun Pill, they could still feel its extraordinary qualities.
Although the Qiankun Pill does not have the essence and blood of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon King as its main ingredient, it is not as good as the Dragon Transformation Pill in terms of grade.
But it incorporates Ye Fan's understanding of the Yin-Yang universe. When the pill is completed, it triggers the catastrophe. It is a "legendary" elixir. Looking at the entire Tianshu Star, there are not many of them.
At this moment, Ye Fan took the Qiankun Pill, and the previous injuries were instantly healed. His strength was also enhanced to an unprecedented level. A random punch seemed to be able to penetrate the universe and shatter the vacuum.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes, and two strong sharp edges shot out from his eyes, which contained domineering and outstanding will, like an unsheathed divine sword, which made everyone present blind.
"boom!"
Immediately, with Ye Fan's body as the center of the circle, a majestic aura of kingship burst out, like an unparalleled king, dominating the world.
"What a strong royal aura!"
"Tsk tsk... This boy is too powerful! Even the Eighth Prince after transforming into a dragon was crushed by a large margin!"
"Who is he?"
There was a commotion among the onlookers. They never expected that Ye Fan still had such a trump card.
In the fierce battle just now, with his fifth-level cultivation as a God, Ye Fan was on a par with the Eighth Prince after transforming into a dragon. Now that he has taken the Qiankun Pill, his cultivation is comparable to that of the True Immortal Crossing Tribulation. How can the Eighth Prince still be him?
opponent?
Seeing this scene, the Eighth Prince's expression turned extremely ugly. In addition to surprise, there was also deep fear and fear in his eyes.
Just like an inconspicuous sheep, it suddenly transformed into a prehistoric giant crocodile. How could the Eighth Prince not be surprised by this?
What's more important is that the medicinal properties of Hualong Pill have been dissipated for about ten minutes, and it won't last much longer.
"kill!"
The Eighth Prince did not dare to delay at all, so he fought quickly and rushed towards him with a devastating power. The surrounding space became distorted, and the vicious aura that condensed into substance rushed towards his face.
"The sun and the moon shine together!"
Ye Fan waved his fists and displayed the supreme magical power he had stolen from Daozi Han Xiao, which perfectly matched the power of yin and yang in the Qiankun Pill.
With the added effect of the medicine, this move explodes with earth-shattering power.
Looking from a distance, two cores seemed to be born in Ye Fan's hands, which were so dazzling that it was hard to open one's eyes.
The sun and the moon shine together!
Ye Fan is like a god who pushes the sun and the moon forward. He is unstoppable, capable of suppressing the world and intimidating all people in the world.
"boom!"
The magical power of the sun and the moon struck hard on the eighth prince's body, making a sound of the sky falling apart and the earth shattering.
Countless people were shocked. Even if they felt the aftermath of the leaked energy from afar, they felt like they were about to suffocate.
terrible!
Such terrifying power should not exist in the world, let alone be exerted by a monk in the divine transformation stage.
"Whoosh!"
Under the gaze of everyone, the Eighth Prince seemed to have been hit by a cannonball. He flew thousands of meters backwards, crashed through countless buildings in mid-air, and then fell heavily to the ground.
His chest was dented, more than a dozen bones were broken, countless strong dragon scales were shattered to pieces, and the blood instantly stained his body red, making him extremely miserable.
"ah!"
The Eighth Prince let out a shrill wail, and the intense pain tortured his nerves, but what was even more unacceptable than the physical pain was his defeat to Mark!
Now he has tried his best, even using the extremely precious Dragon Transformation Pill, in a desperate move.
If this fails to kill Ye Fan, then his lifelong belief will completely collapse and he will never recover.
"Ho ho ho!"
Deep in the throat of the Eighth Prince, a beast-like roar erupted, and new scales grew on the severely injured part of the chest, and the injury healed quickly.
"You brat, come again! Longyou Bafangzhang!"
The Eighth Prince danced wildly with his hands, the fierce palm wind swept out, and the terrifying palm prints filled the world, like a dragon soaring in the sky, covering the sky and the sun, shocking all directions.
"ridiculous!"
Ye Fan looked disdainful, pushed out his fist, and instantly broke through the fist marks all over the sky.
"Thunder Dragon Break!"
The Eighth Prince once again displayed his magical power, and the scales on his body bloomed with dazzling thunderbolts. There were crackling sounds one after another, and there seemed to be endless thunder winding around him. He transformed into a thunder dragon and swooped towards Ye Fan.
When Ye Fan saw this, he immediately used the "Shaking Drum Technique", his arms were like the afterimage of the Thousand-Handed Guanyin, making thousands of thunder sounds.
Back then, Ye Fan had swallowed Xuan Lei Epiphyllum, and the power of his thunder magic was doubled. In addition, his current cultivation level was comparable to that of the True Immortal who transcended the tribulation. He once again used the "Shaking Sky Drum Technique", and the destructive power was increased to the extreme, and he was destroyed.
The energy fluctuations spread.
The lightning on the Eighth Prince's body was certainly extraordinary, but compared to Ye Fan, it was like the difference between the light of a firefly and the brilliance of the sun and the moon. It was not on the same level at all.
"Boom!"
Thousands of thunderbolts swallowed up the Eighth Prince in an instant, and his whole body was wrapped in thunderbolts.
The violence lasted for several minutes.
When the thunder light converged, the Eighth Prince's body was scorched black, and there was even a strong burning smell. If he had not been in the state of dragon transformation, he would have been buried under the endless thunder.
Even so, he was already at the end of his strength, hanging on to his life with only his last breath, and had no strength to fight anymore.
On the other hand, Ye Fan stood proudly, his clothes were fluttering, and his eyes revealed unparalleled confidence. He was like a true king, who could dominate the world and pacify the world with one move!
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"Oh my god! This is too strong!"
"I'm afraid there is no one in the younger generation who can compare with him!"
"How come there is no news about such a peerless genius before this? Who is he?"
Many people were shocked and deeply impressed by Ye Fan's domineering fighting power.
You must know that the Eighth Prince is by no means a weakling. Instead, he is a famous cultivation genius. Even among the royal family, he can be ranked among the top.
Coupled with the divine power of the Dragon Transformation Pill, the Eighth Prince, after transforming into a dragon, even had the ability to kill the first-level True Immortal of Crossing Tribulation.
But in front of Ye Fan, he was still vulnerable and was beaten to the point where he was helpless and no different from trash.
After all, there is a huge gap between genius and genius, which is simply insurmountable.
Only by actually fighting can you know who is strong and who is weak.
Now it seems that the Eighth Prince is so different from Ye Fan, as if they are worlds apart.
At this time, Princess Nishang also looked directly at Ye Fan, with a strange color flashing in her beautiful eyes.
She had a strong hunch that Ye Fan didn't seem to be using his full strength and had some more powerful trump card.
If this is true, then even if the prince Qin Xuance takes action, he will not be Ye Fan's opponent.
At this moment, all the dragon scales on the eighth prince's body peeled off, the originally powerful aura also declined sharply, and his cultivation level plummeted tenfold.
The time has come for the efficacy of the Dragon Transformation Pill!
At this moment, the Eighth Prince seemed to be knocked back to his original shape, paralyzed on the ground, dying and unable to move.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan flashed and appeared in front of the eighth prince. His right hand became claws like iron pliers, and he grabbed the eighth prince's throat and lifted him into the air.
The Eighth Prince's feet were dangling in the air. The intense pain made his face turn purple and he was almost suffocating.
"Boy, what are you going to do? If you dare to touch me again, my father will never let you go!" The eighth prince shouted for a while, his face was ferocious, and he was furious.
Facing this threat, Ye Fan was not afraid at all. Instead, he used a little more strength with his right hand, almost breaking his neck.
Monstrous murderous intent emerges crazily!
Looking at the killing intent in Ye Fan's eyes, the Eighth Prince was shocked. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. The hairs on his body stood up. An unprecedented chill instantly invaded him, and the blood in his body seemed to be frozen.
The eighth prince had never experienced this kind of strong oppression even when facing his father.
"Jiu Mei, this guy wants to kill me, please save me!!!"
The eighth prince made a hysterical cry for help, his face full of fear, as if he was scared to death.
But he forgot how arrogant and arrogant he was when he wanted to kill Mark just now!
In the distance, Princess Nishang's face changed drastically, and she shouted sweetly: "Mr. Ye, stop, let Brother Eight Emperors go!"
Although she and the Eighth Prince are not on the same page, the Eighth Prince is a member of the royal family after all. If he really dies at the hands of Mark in public, then no matter how she pleads for Mark, it will be of no avail.
Ye Fan will definitely be wanted by the Great Xia Dynasty, and countless Tribulation Immortals will be dispatched to arrest him. Unless he escapes from Tianshu Star and the Beidou Galaxy, there is no possibility of survival.
Ye Fan naturally knows this truth well.
He is a descendant of the demon god Chi You, and he also inherited the will of the god of war Xingtian. His unyielding and fearless beliefs flow in his blood, are engraved in his bones, and are imprinted deep in his soul.
He even dared to go against heaven, so naturally he would not take royal power seriously.
But now, he is still in his infancy and is not yet powerful enough to defy the entire Great Xia Dynasty.
Killing the eighth prince will only bring endless trouble to himself.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Fan looked at the eighth prince and said coldly: "For the sake of Princess Nishang, I can spare you once! However, death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be escaped. I will cut off your arm and teach you a lesson!"
After saying this, Ye Fan took action like thunder.
The Eighth Prince felt an aura of destruction coming toward him, and struggled desperately to no avail. One hundredth of a second later, a sharp pain came from his right arm.
"昘!"
The blood flew up like a fountain and splashed far away. It was charming, poignant, and particularly eye-catching.
Immediately, a right arm flew out, drew a parabola in mid-air, and landed heavily on the ground.
