A burst of rapid footsteps interrupted Ye Fan's thoughts, and then he saw an old man rushing over quickly.

Ye Fan knew this person for the rest of his life in the auction house.

But he obviously felt something was wrong with the rest of his life, and seemed to have encountered something terrible, and the rest of his life had lost.

Yu Sheng didn't seem to hear Ye Fan's shouting, and he still rushed forward frantically.

There were still a few meters away from Ye Fan, and finally fell to the ground.

The next moment, Yu Sheng's Taoist rhyme began to dissipate, and the aura of destiny swept away his Taoist rhyme.

Yu Shengyao raised his head and looked at Ye Fan, and said anxiously: "Sect Master Ye, go quickly, this is fake..."

Before the last sentence was expressed, the rest of his life died completely.

After more than a dozen breaths, Yu Sheng's clothes and body disappeared.

His Taoist rhyme turned into streams and was absorbed.

Ye Fan stopped suddenly. No wonder there were so many dead bones here. These people were attracted here like him, and then sucked away their own Taoist rhyme.

Ye Fan did not leave, and he felt that this was not fake.

Because that kind of aura of fate will never be fake.

If he hadn't been chased by that woman, he might have taken a step back and figured out a way.

But the woman's strength made him know that even if he could kill the enemy above the level, he would not be able to face such a peak powerful person.

Only special opportunities will increase his strength, and destiny skills are what he needs.

Not only did he not withdraw, Ye Fan instead accelerated his speed. After walking a hundred meters, his eyes lit up.

In the middle of a small stone chamber, a pure white stone ball was suspended in the air.

Under this stone ball, there are endless dry bones, and the aura of the great way of fate seeps out of the stone ball.

Similarly, endless Taoist rhymes were swept over and then penetrated into the stone ball.

With Ye Fan's experience, he naturally knew that this stone ball would not be here for no reason.

But since he came, he had no intention of retreating.

As soon as Ye Fan stepped into the stone chamber, he felt his breath of life disappear like a crazi wave.

The shadow of death instantly enveloped, and with every step forward, the crazy wave of life disappearing more than doubled.

No wonder Yu Sheng wanted to escape. It turned out that his breath of life was absorbed here.

No wonder there are so many dead bones here, and these dead bones all want to take away this stone ball of Fate Kung Fu.

Ye Fan took a breath, and the vitality of the Chaos Tree instantly surrounded.

His disappearing life was instantly filled by the Chaos Tree, and the distance that others could not cross in their entire lives was just a few steps for him.

Ye Fan raised his hand and grabbed the stone ball in the void. The next moment, endless breath of life and Taoist aura penetrated, completely wrapping him up.

At this time, he didn't need to practice at all, and that violent aura would burst him out.

Or, if he had no immortality skills, he had been burst.

The Taoist judging of life is running wildly, and the endless aura of Taoism and powerful divine essence have all turned into cultivation and insights.

The middle stage of the Great Heavenly Lord, the late stage of the Great Heavenly Lord...

When the Taoist rhyme on the stone ball became completely peaceful, Ye Fan had already advanced to the late stage of the Great Heavenly Lord.

The violent divine essence and the aura of Taoist rhyme rolled in his body. Ye Fan knew very well that it was like the star-sucking technique. These Taoist rhymes and the violent divine essence were not practiced by him.

He had to spend countless years in seclusion before he could truly digest these things and become a real late-stage powerhouse of the Great Heavenly Lord.

A sharp roar came, and a force that almost captured the world rushed towards Ye Fan.

The purple sword light blew past, and the force was blocked by the endless twisted sword pattern.

At the same time, Ye Fan directly cracked the void of the Divine Tomb and disappeared without a trace.

Behind him, there was only a clamor that was like crazy.

Yang Feng once again stood at the edge of the infinite sea, staring at the immortal axe pattern that broke out from the void.

At the beginning, he was almost killed by this axe pattern, and he fell into the sand city.

This time he must see how powerful this axe pattern is. He doesn't believe that after he is the Great Heavenly Lord, he can't do anything to this axe pattern.

The Immortal Divine Sword was sacrificed, and thousands of sword patterns were rolled up.

"boom!"

The space exploded, and the Taoist rhyme splashed everywhere.

The immortal axe pattern that almost killed Yang Feng was disintegrated under Yang Feng's sword, completely exploded the surrounding space.

Yang Feng also took a few steps back before he stood still.

He looked at the already quiet void, and his heart became calmer instead.

Compared to the early stage of the Heavenly Lord, his strength has been greatly enhanced many times.

But he knew that even now, he was still an ant in the eyes of others and a pedal for others to move forward.

Maybe one day, he will stand here and grab the guy with an axe pattern.

Yang Feng did not sacrifice the Hot Wheel, but instead burned his divine energy frantically.

When the Taoist rhyme around him was completely condensed to break through the space, he blasted out with a sword.

The void here is too terrifying, and he can't even feel the specific location of the boundary plane.

With his current strength, he must burn the divine essence and use the Eternal Life Sword to crack the void.

"boom!"

After the Eternal Life Sword, a faint void crack appeared in front of Yang Feng's eyes.

Yang Feng was neither sad nor happy, and the Eternal Life Sword even rolled up the burning Taoist Divine Yuan, and once again hit the cracked crack in the void.

"Click!"

The crack in the void finally became larger, Yang Feng raised his hand and tore it, and then he was completely infiltrated.

If you don’t tear the void, you won’t know how long it will take to go from here to the sky.

Yang Feng knew that with his current cultivation level, using the method of tearing the void to break apart may make him unable to achieve his ability, but he had no choice.

As long as he can go to the void of the infinite realm, his spiritual consciousness can feel a vague direction.

...

Outside the Tianwai Tiansheng Sect's residence, the defensive formation is no longer the same as before that it was about to break but cannot be broken.

With just a few attacks, the defensive formation trembled.

"Bastard, if I was in full swing, these ants would be killed by this emperor with one finger..."

Feeling the shaking defensive formation at the Holy Sect’s resident, Jiangzhong cursed.

However, Jiang Zhong did not finish scolding this sentence, and he was still a little self-aware.

Even when he was in full swing, he could not kill these people who attacked and protected the formation with one finger. Even when he was in full swing, he was not an opponent of a powerful immortal master of Duan.

"Boom...Crack!"

With a burst sound, no matter how strong the Holy Sect’s protective array is, it cannot withstand the real attack of the powerful people in the Eternal Realm.

It can be said to be a feint attack before. Once it really attacks, the protection formation will no longer be able to hold on.

Ding Jie's face was a little pale, and he presided over the protection array.

With the protection formation, he might be able to withstand one or two. Without the protection formation, he would not be able to block Duan Wu of the Eternal Realm.

At this time, the protective formation was broken, and no more than 100 people in the Holy Sect in the sky outside the sky would survive.

Although his strength has improved very quickly, unfortunately, he is far behind these old-fashioned strong men.

A saint emperor of heaven really counts nothing here.

"Sorry, Fellow Daoist Lu, if it weren't for me to call you..."

Ding Jie looked at Lu Dong beside him and said apologetically.

Lu Dong laughed, "It was not Fellow Daoist Yang who went to save me, but I, Lu Dong, would have been gone long ago. If Brother Ding asked us to come to this place, I would not be able to live today. Duan's family is just arrogant today. When today passes, they are just looking for death. I don't believe that Brother Yang Feng will let go of this group of garbage."

"Ding Guardian Ding, Duan was offended by Yang Feng, so there is no need for us to help them block the disaster. We did not kill any of the Duan clans, so it would not be considered hatred at all. Otherwise, I would be sent out, otherwise my Holy Sect..."

"Stop, Brother Yang saved me Ding Jie several times, how can I ignore me Ding Jie? What's more, I Ding Jie has the same grudge as Duan."

Ding Jie simply ignored the other party's voice transmission and scolded him loudly.

A pretty female cultivator standing beside Ding Jie's side turned red, and then she stopped transmitting a voice, and said in a cold tone, "Brother Ding, I should be responsible for the matter of Tianwaitian. It was just because your cultivation level was higher that you made your decision. Now your decision is wrong. Do you want to take all the people of my Holy Sect to be buried with you? Do you know who Yang Feng is? He was the one who destroyed Ye Huang's cultivation and foundation in Tianwaitian. Do you think you will give up with him when you come back? No matter how good your relationship with the sect leader is, you can't make the decision?"

Ding Jie stared at the pretty female cultivator and said word by word, "You can continue to go back to your fairy pool to be a saint, or you can stay in the sky as a person from the Holy Sect. But there is one thing I, Ding Jie, want to warn you that Yang Feng is my friend, and his business is mine."

"I am responsible for the Holy Sect and for more than 100 Holy Sect disciples in Tianwai Tian."
To be continued...