"Bang."
With a loud noise, the thunder dragon was torn to pieces by the silver trident. Ao Feng's aura was terrible, but he did not look excited. His eyes turned and swept coldly in the direction of Ye Futian.
There, the cultivators of the Celestial Cliffs had been slaughtered.
The three holy lands of the Endless Ocean had assembled three battle matrixes. Now, two out of the three were gone. Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu had worked together to destroy the two powerful elite battle matrixes. This was a killing move that had been specially prepared for Ye Futian. All the cultivators on the outer perimeter were fighting madly in order to prevent the cultivators from the Holy Zhi Palace from getting close to the battlefield, thus trapping Ye Futian here.
With such an absolute advantage, it could be said that anyone below the Saint Plane would undoubtedly die, and there would be no suspense. They asked themselves if it was any cultivator ranked on the Sage Ranking who came, but even so, two of their battle matrices had still been destroyed. One could imagine how overbearing Ye Futian's offensive power was. Once the battle matrices were destroyed, no one would be able to stop him. Any cultivator would be killed in one blow, including those ranked on the Sage Ranking.
Of course, Hua Jieyu's telekinesis attack was also extremely terrifying, mysterious, and seemingly unsolvable.
Not only Ao Feng, but at this time the Saint Plane figures above the void, as well as the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace on the battlefield, were watching Ye Futian. They could clearly see what was happening to Ye Futian through Hua Qingqing's ability. The destruction of the Life Spirit was absolutely fatal for a cultivator.
Once Ye Futian was seriously injured, or even his cultivation regressed, he would die a terrible death. Even if there was a miracle and he could survive today, his future cultivation would be blocked. What was the point of being unparalleled in the Nine States?
All the people of the Holy Zhi Palace felt suffocated and extremely nervous, even those who were fighting, watching everything that happened to Ye Futian.
"Cough."
A soft sound came out, and this subtle sound affected the mood of all the cultivators on the battlefield. When they saw Ye Futian coughing up blood, the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace only felt that their hearts were about to jump out, and even those who were less able to bear it had a look of despair.
The legendary Palace Lord who had brought the Holy Zhi Palace to its present status, and the seven holy lands had joined forces to suppress him, causing the entire Nine States to be in turmoil. Would his legendary life end today?
If the legend faded, the Holy Zhi Palace would also cease to exist.
As for Saint Ji, Saint Xihua, and the others, their expressions were cold, wanting nothing more than for Ye Futian to die in battle.
In the vast Holy Zhi Palace, the destructive storm continued to rage on the battlefield, but many felt very quiet. It was as if Ye Futian was the only one standing on the entire battlefield.
The wild wind blew past, ruffling Ye Futian's hair. His white robe was stained with blood.
His face seemed a little pale, but he still looked incomparably handsome.
At this time, Ye Futian stretched out his left hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Then he grabbed at the void and took the ownerless Sacred Tower that was floating in the air. Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, he pointed the Halberd of Time and Space in his hand at Ao Feng. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he said, "Are you ready to die?"
The Golden-winged Roc shone with dazzling brilliance, as if to announce to everyone that even if two of his Life Spirits were destroyed, he still had other Life Spirits. He was still the unparalleled Ye Futian of the Nine States.
"How could he be fine?" Ao Feng's expression was ugly as he stared at Ye Futian. The aura on his body was still extremely strong. Although there were some fluctuations, he was not affected much at all. He was still as powerful as before. However, even if he had many Life Spirits, how could he be fine after two of them were destroyed?
The people of the Holy Zhi Palace all looked excited. They seemed to be even more violent in the battle, and their bodies were all full of monstrous fighting spirit.
Two of the three major battle matrixes had been destroyed, and all those people had been killed. There was only one battle matrix left, but how could it stop Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu? As long as Ye Futian came out, he would still be able to fight against ten thousand people. Everywhere he went, except for the powerful battle matrixes, no one could stop him.
Ye Futian was indeed injured. Although the thunder dragon and the demon ape were born from visualization, they were, after all, Life Spirits. They were cast from souls. How could they not be affected when they were destroyed, and their injuries were not light. However, he was the faith of the entire Holy Zhi Palace. No matter how serious his injuries were, he still could not show it, lest it affect the morale of the Holy Zhi Palace.
As for being seriously injured and unable to fight, and his cultivation regressing, it naturally did not exist for him. The Life Spirits that were born from visualization were not his own Life Spirits and could not hurt his foundation. Otherwise, why would he take such a risk just to break another battle matrix and kill the cultivators of the Celestial Cliffs?
Now, only the battle matrix of the Ocean King Palace, led by Ao Feng, was left in the Endless Sea. Naturally, it could not really threaten them.
The Halberd of Time and Space swallowed and spat out the terrible power of space tearing rules. The phantom of the golden-winged Roc shrouded his body, and Ye Futian stepped forward. Hua Jieyu's body floated in the air and appeared behind Ye Futian. Her beautiful eyes stared coldly at Ao Feng and the others, and an invisible storm of telekinesis swept out, shrouding the space. The faces of Ao Feng and the others changed. They faintly understood what the cultivators of the Celestial Cliffs and the North Deep had faced before.
This ability ignored the defensive power of the battle matrix and seemed to be able to attack the spiritual power of every cultivator.
They even had an illusion, as if they were not only seeing Hua Jieyu, but an empress, appearing directly in their minds and needing to worship.
That feeling was like being in a world of illusion, a world of spiritual power. Countless destructive spiritual storms raged, turning into purple-gold lightning, like divine punishment, making their spiritual will unable to hide.
"Guard the will," Ao Feng said. He felt the threat. The will of the cultivators in the battle matrix seemed to merge into one, resonating with each other, thus forming a spiritual barrier between heaven and earth to defend against Hua Jieyu's spiritual attacks.
At this moment, the destructive spiritual storm swept out, and in the void, the destructive spiritual telekinesis rushed directly into their minds.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu's minds were connected, and almost at the same moment, Ye Futian's body also moved, crossing the void with one step, and the bright phantom of the golden-winged Roc penetrated the space. Countless particles of light appeared in front of the Halberd of Time and Space, each particle of light like a star, not only revealing incomparably tyrannical starry rules, but also a terrible tearing rule power.
Ao Feng shouted angrily. The silver trident pierced through the air, and his body, like a god of the sea, slashed down. The attacks of the two collided again, and terrifying light patterns spread out in the void, towards the distance, and then exploded. Many experts who were fighting in the distance were sent flying by the ripples. One could imagine how terrifying their attacks were.
Ye Futian's body was knocked back. It was as if he had deliberately used that force to fly backward. He spread his wings, and the divine bird streaked across the sky in a beautiful arc. His body danced in the air, and a terrible storm gathered between heaven and earth. It was as if all the power in this world was for him to use.
Ao Feng was not feeling good either. He grunted, and the battle matrix shook, seeming to be a little unstable. Hua Jieyu's telekinesis attacks were always there, so they had to use their powerful spiritual power to defend, and they were distracted. Ye Futian himself was amazingly strong, and when fighting with him, one could imagine what the consequences would be.
The brilliant golden light was dazzling, and everyone saw the figure of a golden-winged Roc swooping down again. Above the sky, there was a huge illusion of the divine bird, insufferably arrogant.
The Halberd of Time and Space shone with unparalleled brilliance, and once again stabbed down, more powerful than the previous blow. The expression on Ao Feng's face was no longer as confident as before, and it looked very ugly.
But even so, he still gathered the power of the battle matrix, and with the momentum of a monstrous tsunami, he blasted out another attack, and it was still a head-on collision.
Boom! A terrible crack appeared in the battle matrix again, and Ao Feng's body, like a sea god, was shaken back. Many people grunted, and even vomited blood. Everyone's face was as white as paper. They looked forward and saw the golden-winged Roc still flying in the void. The wind and clouds howled, and the momentum was monstrous. It was as if the power of all the heavens was going to be gathered in Ye Futian.
In the void, Ocean Saint's expression was livid. They knew that the battle matrix could no longer withstand the power of one person. Ye Futian's life spirit was broken, but the more he fought, the fiercer he became. How could the Nine States give birth to such a genius?
If they could not kill Ye Futian today, it would be a disaster for them in the future.
Today, the seven holy lands had come to encircle them, and it could be said that they had a life and death feud. If the seven holy lands could not destroy the Holy Zhi Palace, in the future, they would settle accounts with the holy lands one by one. Which holy land could bear the consequences?
At this moment, the wind and clouds howled, and the golden-winged Roc swooped down again. Above the sky, a brilliant ray of light pierced down. Everyone seemed to see a gap being torn in the space, and then the gap grew larger and larger, tearing everything apart.
The battle matrix collapsed and disintegrated, and many people screamed. Not only were they suffering from Ye Futian's attack, but they were also suffering from the extremely powerful telekinesis attack. The two forces came at the same time, and it was absolutely destructive.
A brilliant bolt of lightning flashed, and everyone saw the head of Ao Feng, who was ranked 17th on the Sage Ranking, explode, penetrated by a halberd. It was as if Ye Futian had gathered all his power into this blow, destroying everything in front of him and killing him with one blow.
"The three major battle matrixes have been destroyed." Many people saw the brilliant golden-winged Roc figure, and their hearts trembled as they watched the cultivators of the Ocean Palace being destroyed under the Halberd of Time and Space.
The husband and wife had joined forces to destroy the three major battle matrixes. Who else could stop them?
Today, would the seven holy lands return in defeat?
In the void, Kong Yao, who had been staring at the battlefield, looked extremely cold. His eyes had never left Ye Futian, and they had always been not far away.
They did not join forces with the three holy lands, but just watched from the sidelines.
Until this moment, a cultivator behind Kong Yao said, "You can draw in the net."
As the voice fell, they stepped forward at the same time!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
