Inside the huge ancient battlefield, there was deathly silence, with only the sound of the wind blowing by.
Time passed by, and after a dozen breaths, the dense light completely dissipated.
The next moment, a tall figure appeared in everyone's sight!
Black hair, black eyes, red eyes, surging aura, like a god or demon!
Although his body was covered with bruises and the hot blood stained his whole body, his waist was still straight, like a spear piercing the sky, its sharpness was unstoppable.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, outlining a strange arc, which seemed to contain very complex emotions that were difficult to describe in words.
Ye Fan!
He survived!
What is even more shocking is that in the sky, the dragon soul of the ancient dragon is constantly collapsing and decomposing. The dragon scales, dragon claws, dragon spine, dragon tendons, dragon horns, and even the internal organs in the skeleton are all exploding.
Come.
"Pffffffffffffffff!"
Finally, the huge dragon head also fell to the ground from high in the sky.
There was a look of fear and shock in the huge dragon eye, as if it was difficult to understand until death how a mere mortal could destroy it.
The next moment, the world returned to silence.
The dragon soul that had been hidden in the ancient emperor's sword for tens of thousands of years just disappeared into smoke and turned into nothingness.
Ye Fan, kill the dragon!
…
quiet!
Deathly silence!
All the geniuses in the field seemed to have been given a restraining spell and stood there dumbly, as if all their strength had been drained from their bodies, and they didn't even have the strength to move their little fingers.
Invisibly, their chests felt as if a mountain of ten thousand feet was pressing down on them, making them unable to breathe and almost suffocating.
There are no words to describe the shock in everyone's hearts.
The scene that happened in front of them had an unprecedented visual impact and a psychological shock to them.
That is the dragon soul of an ancient heavenly dragon!
Because of the dragon soul, the ancient imperial sword became an important weapon of the Dayin Dynasty.
But now, this dragon soul has been killed by Ye Fan!
A sword!
Just one sword has such power.
The scene just now seemed to make the sun and moon above the nine heavens lose their color. It will be engraved in the depths of their souls forever, and they will not forget it even after thousands of years.
At the same time, a breath called "fear" spread among everyone, instantly covering their whole bodies, making the blood in their bodies seem to stop flowing.
Looking at Ye Fan covered in blood in the distance, a thought emerged in everyone's mind -
Invincible!
Invincible in the world!
In the distance, Zhou Ye's face looked ashen, as if he were mourning for his heir, as if he had aged by more than ten years in an instant and no longer had the pride he had before.
The ancient imperial sword in his hand also became dull, as if it were no different from an ordinary soldier, without any mystery at all.
"Stab it!"
At this time, Ye Fan's sharp eyes pierced Zhou Ye, and his voice was like thunder: "Zhou Ye, do you want to fight again?"
"I surrender……"
No matter how unwilling Zhou Ye was, he had to admit that the gap in strength between himself and Mark was too big to be bridged with magic weapons.
Even though the Dayin Dynasty was the oldest dynasty in the Beidou Galaxy and had countless wealth, the ancient imperial swords were all turned into scrap metal. Even if Zhou Ye offered other magic weapons, it would be of no avail.
Ye Fan won the first battle cleanly.
Next, the remaining four contestants of the Dayin Dynasty also chose to abstain and did not dare to fight again.
Rather than fighting to the death with Ye Fan, it would be better to preserve your strength for the next Monument Festival.
With this, the first round of the Divine Monument Festival competition is over.
The winners are the three dynasties of Wanlong, Tiandu, and Daxia, plus the seed player Dawu Dynasty. In the second round of the competition, there will be a two-on-one confrontation.
However, the second round of competition will not start until tomorrow.
After all, the five players from the Tiandu Dynasty suffered heavy losses in the first round of competition and needed time to recuperate.
As for Ye Fan, after returning to the team, he took out the phoenix marrow jade liquid presented by Huang Ling'er and drank it in one gulp.
"boom!"
In an instant, a surge of majestic energy completely exploded in Ye Fan's body, pouring into his limbs and bones.
Phoenix marrow jade liquid is not an ordinary treasure of heaven and earth, but the top treasure in the Beidou galaxy, which is hard to find.
An ordinary monk can break through several small realms after taking one sip.
Ye Fan is extremely talented, but correspondingly, to break through a small realm, the energy required is countless times that of ordinary people.
But now, with the help of Fengxian Jade Liquid, Ye Fan's stagnant state has suddenly become looser, and it seems that he will be able to break through the bottleneck soon.
"Xiao Fan, take advantage of this opportunity to break through the eighth-level star realm in one fell swoop!" Boss Wei shouted.
"good!"
Ye Fan nodded, feeling extremely excited.
He has stayed at the seventh level of God Transformation for a long time. If he can break through the bottleneck and advance to the eighth level of God Transformation, he can mobilize the power of the stars in the nine heavens and reach a higher level.
The next moment, Ye Fan was focused, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and began to refine the energy in the Phoenix Marrow Jade Liquid.
