The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1218 The Third Soul-Seizing Tribulation
However, it is really hard to find the huge amount of Chixuan Jinsha.

"Thank you."

"This matter, Ye Mou wrote it down, and he will definitely repay it in the future."

At this moment, Ye Fei restrained his breath, and then raised his hands and fists towards the distance.

Although he said he didn't have the resources to refine the Chixuan Sand Guards, but the hundreds of them had already been refined, and it was not difficult to control them.

"Congeal."

"Melting spirit..."

Ye Fei groaned for a moment, and then he stopped hesitating, and quickly made a formula in his palm after raising his hand.

His spiritual consciousness melted into his fingertips at this moment, and with a sudden wave of his sleeves, streaks of spiritual light penetrated into the brows of the golden guards in front, and the hundreds of golden guards in front of him revived in an instant.

"Haha, it's no wonder that Heiwu loves Shawei so much. It takes very little spiritual power to control these hundreds of creatures." Ye Fei couldn't help laughing at this moment.

At this moment, there was a look of excitement on his face, and he couldn't wait to try the power of these Chixuan Jinwei.

Although the current Ye Fei does not have the resources to refine these golden guards, if he has the opportunity to find Chixuan Jinsha in the future, it will not be difficult for him to refine them.

"Sha Wei, tear them up for Ye Mou."

Ye Fei snorted, raised his hand and pointed towards the rear.

Almost at the same moment, the hundreds of sand guards followed them and walked through the air, rushing towards the herd of beasts in front of them with an unstoppable momentum.

"Boom, boom!"

The muffled sound resounded through the world.

Although the Blood Tribulation Sky Beast is extremely ferocious, it has already begun to retreat steadily in front of these almost immortal sand guards.

The sand guard that appeared at this moment is itself refined by the top wild beast black crow, and its power is far from that of ordinary puppets. Even if Ye Fei is given countless Chixuan Jinsha at this moment, if he wants to refine a sand guard of this level, then that It is also an extremely difficult color.

The gap in hard power has laid the foundation for the puppet's basic strength.

The top-level desolate beast Heiwu, the existence that has lived for an unknown number of years, its own strength can be described as unfathomable.

……

In the distance, in front of the Yemen Mountain Guard formation, the people of the three sects and five sects froze in place for a while after seeing the golden sand guards that suddenly appeared.

"Then... what is that?"

"Unaffected by the catastrophe, those puppets are extremely weird, and they were not originally owned by Ye Fei, otherwise he would not have been willing to sacrifice them until now."

"..."

People from the three sects and five sects, including the ancestor of the Xiao sect, are all at a loss at this moment.

At the same time, according to his gaze, the few remaining Sky Beasts hardly had much resistance under the attack of the hundreds of golden giants.

"He may really have a chance to survive the Immortal Tribulation!"

In front of the Yemen mountain guard formation, at this moment, the patriarch of the Xiaomen family showed a strange light on his face. Obviously, deep down in his heart, he undoubtedly wanted to see that someone could survive this calamity.

Everyone around, at the same time, focused their eyes on the figure in the mid-air in the distance.

Ahead, in the middle of the sky in the distance, in less than half a stick of incense, those remaining blood-colored desolate beasts had already been crushed by the sand guards, and the vicious atmosphere in the air gradually dissipated at the same time.

But at this moment, the Sawei in the midair in front of him was suddenly out of Ye Fei's control.

After dealing with the blood-colored desolate beasts, they walked in unison at the same time, walking in the direction they came from behind, and soon left the envelope of the catastrophe.

"Seal." Seeing this scene, Ye Fei quickly raised his hand to make a tactic.

Undoubtedly, he wanted to keep Sha Wei temporarily, at least to help him survive the Tribulation of Immortal Immortals, and it would not be too late to return it to Hei Wu.

But his spirit fusion method seems to have lost its effect at this time.

"Hey, little guy, don't push yourself too hard. In the next two calamities, I can't help you. You can figure it out. I'll go. See you and me by fate."

Behind, in the mid-air far away, a sharp voice came at this moment.

Ye Fei was very familiar with that voice, it was undoubtedly from the top wild beast Hei Wu, as the voice gradually dispersed, the sand guards in front quickly disappeared into the midair.

The dark aura of the desolate beast seemed to have completely disappeared.

"One day, Ye will definitely ask you to submit to the sword." Ye Fei looked into the distance at this moment, and a flash of inspiration could not help but flash in his eyes.

The arrogance in the top desolate beast's heart is self-evident.

It is extremely difficult to subdue it, but Ye Fei has the Nine Profound Sword, so it is not impossible. Once the black mist is subdued, at least within the source world, no one can easily shake him.

"Boom, boom!"

At this moment, in the sky, the blood-colored robbery cloud made a muffled sound again.

Accompanied by the rise of countless sky thunders, the third Immortal Realm wiped down, and this time, the spiritual pressure in the surrounding air suddenly disappeared for some reason, and a faint evil spirit swept over.

After the blood cloud exploded, there was a long-lost silence in the air.

"The third calamity, what will it be?" Ye Fei's spiritual power in his body was stable at this moment, and his face showed a solemn expression.

Time, about half a quarter past.

The surrounding air was still quiet, and even the flickering thunder seemed to subside accordingly.

The only thing is, that evil spirit became more and more intense with the passage of time, mixed with unwillingness and extremely powerful resentment, which moved people's hearts.

"Hmm! That's..." In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes trembled.

The expression on his face fluctuated momentarily.

At the same time, in the middle of the air in front of the Yemen formation in the distance, the three sects and five sects, as well as Yemen Tianlan and others, also widened their eyes almost at the same time, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"It turned out to be a martial artist!"

"Come out from the robbery, who is this person?"

"Could it be that this calamity of heaven and earth was set up by this person..."

For a moment, before the big battle of Yemen, the ancestors of the three sects and five sects looked shocked, but at the same time they couldn't help being confused, and countless guesses arose in their hearts.

"His name is Xiaochen. 300 years ago, I was the number one powerhouse in Xiaomen, and my Dao was damaged by the second calamity of Moxian Tribulation."

Not far ahead, at this moment, the old man of the Xiaomen raised his head and looked in the air ahead. His deep eyes couldn't help but tremble a little, and the light in his eyes flickered at the same time.

"Grandpa." The ancestor of the Xiaomen murmured, and couldn't help crying at this moment.

How could he not recognize that figure, when he was under the Heavenly Tribulation, at that time, he was just a martial artist who had just stepped into the Tribulation Realm, and he barely endured the remaining prestige of the Tribulation of Immortals.

In the end, he could only see with his own eyes that his grandfather was torn to pieces by the Sky Beast, leaving not even a trace of his soul.

"This...how is this possible, this person is Xiaomen, the ancestor of 300 years ago?"

"So, he is a disabled spirit."

The doubts on the faces of the people around at this moment inevitably became more and more intense. They really knew very little about the Immortal Tribulation, and the scene in front of them had once again refreshed everyone's worldview.

Ahead, the ancestor of Xiaomen couldn't help sighing secretly when he heard the words.

"According to the old man's research, Daoist Ye is about to face the third spiritual catastrophe of the Immortal Tribulation, the ancestors who died under the immortal tribulation in those endless years."

"Even though they are just disabled spirits, the combat power of those people cannot be described in words."

The patriarch of Xiaomen pondered for a while, then slowly opened his mouth and said.

After what happened 300 years ago, he has conducted in-depth research on the Tribulation of Immortal Immortals, and finally came to a conclusion that it is almost impossible to survive this tribulation.

Apart from the third tribulation of seizing spirits, the last tribulation of eradicating immortals is definitely not something that can be shaken by human power.

……

Ahead, in the ancestral land of Yemen, in mid-air, Ye Fei groaned for a while, and then quickly realized that his whole body's spiritual power exploded, and he raised his hand to grasp the Nine Profound Sword into his palm.

"Who is that?" The gaze was followed by a spiritual consciousness.

In front, the man was dressed in a blue robe, with short hair and a square face, which gave off a sense of fortitude. After walking out of the blood-colored robbery cloud, he slowly opened his eyes, and his whole body froze.

Looking at its power, it has already reached the fifth level of robbery.

"Xiaomen, Xiaochen, 300 years ago, died with Moxian."

"I have the power of a punch, I hope you can take it." Not far ahead, Xiaochen's voice was thick and thick, and there was no too much nonsense at the moment, the power in his body had already begun to gather crazily.

Even so, there was no killing intent in this person's eyes, and after taking a deep look at Ye Fei, there was a hint of admiration.

Perhaps in Xiao Chen's heart, he also very much hoped that this junior in front of him could survive this calamity and not follow in his footsteps, but with the power of this punch, he would not show mercy.

The rules of Heavenly Tribulation are like this, no one can shake them.

"Be careful!"

"Universal Arm Spirit Fist..."

There is no nonsense between the two, the person in front has already made a move.

The power of the fifth level of calamity swept across the world at this moment, and I saw his right fist raised, and there was a vortex of spiritual power in the front of the fist, and the arm of the person in front seemed to be stretched in an instant, as if crossing the world.

The next moment, the fist was approaching.

"The power of this punch is not inferior to the five-fold robbery. If you resist it, you will either die or be injured." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and at this moment he had a decision in his heart.

I don't know what killer move is hidden in Mo Xianjie, he must not be seriously injured at this time, otherwise he will not be able to survive this calamity.

"The Imperial Spirit Boat."

"Nine Profound Sword!"

Ye Fei let out a low cry, and raised his hand, and an emerald green spirit boat appeared in his palm.

Almost at the same moment, the spirit boat grew bigger in an instant, covering its figure very quickly, and the next moment, nine-colored rays of light seemed to flash across, and the immortal sword was sacrificed at the same time.

While the spirit boat was protecting his body, Ye Fei then slashed out a sword, pointing at the person in front of him.

"Bang, bang..."

The power of that punch was beyond imagination, and the Nine Profound Sword was blown away.

In the middle of the air ahead, with undiminished power, it landed straight on the defensive barrier of the spirit boat, smashing out a circular counter-shock force, sweeping away in all directions.

On the spirit boat, Ye Fei's body trembled, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood again.

Although the power of this punch was unable to break through the defense of the spirit boat, the counterattack force coming from above the defense barrier at this moment caused the spiritual power in his body to become extremely chaotic.

"You, very good, Xiao is very relieved that Xiaomen is under your command."

"Thank you."

In the middle of the air ahead, the power dissipated, Xiaochen smiled on his face at the moment, and his voice came slowly at the same time.

As the voice fell, the aura on his body dissipated at a speed visible to the line of sight, and his figure began to become transparent. I saw him turn his head, glance towards the distance, and nodded slightly towards the old man from the Xiaomen in the distance .

"Xiaoyu, you have grown up." The last voice came, and Xiaochen's figure disappeared without a trace, and his breath dispersed at the same time.

In front of the big formation of Yemen, the ancestor of Xiaomen was trembling at this moment, with a sad expression on his face, and only the people in front of him in this world are qualified to say such words.

"Grandpa." There are not too many words, but two simple words can cover everything at this moment.

Ahead, the ancestral land of Yemen, is in mid-air at this moment.

With the disappearance of Xiaochen, the evil spirit in the surrounding air became thicker again, and within the red robbery cloud in the sky, accompanied by a burst of tumbling, it seemed that someone was about to walk out of it again.

In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and then he looked up.

After a while, I could see a man wearing a white robe, long hair and shawl, with a very extraordinary appearance, and a green jug hanging on his waist, walking out with a smile on his face.

"It's been nearly 800 years, and finally someone has crossed the Immortal Tribulation."

"Haha, haha, it's true that heaven will not kill me."

In the midair ahead, the man laughed loudly at the moment, took off the wine jug from his waist, and then took a sip, the expression on his face revealed an indescribable sense of heroism.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei's eyes flickered unconsciously.

"This person is not a disabled spirit..." His spiritual consciousness was swept away, and he couldn't help being moved by it.

Even though Xiao Chen possessed the power of the fifth level of calamity, the moment he appeared, Ye Fei could sense that this person was not a real person, but just a residual thought.

It may be blocked by the Immortal Tribulation and became the nutrient of the third Heavenly Tribulation.

But at this moment, Ye Fei's spiritual sense scanned the strange man in front of him, and he could clearly sense that this man is an entity, a real entity, and there is only one explanation for this situation.

That was the person in front, whose strength had reached a terrifying level, far beyond Ye Fei's imagination, so much so that he couldn't see the details of this person clearly with his strength.

"Hey, Royal Spirit Boat!"

"No wonder you have been able to carry it until now. Even if this treasure was placed in the past, it was a top-notch immortal treasure, but now it has fallen to a junior." The man in front smiled slightly, and said slowly at this moment.

He didn't seem to be bound by the Heavenly Tribulation, and he was not in a hurry to attack Ye Fei at this time.

"Who are you?" After the spirit boat, Ye Fei pondered for a while, then asked in a low voice.

At the same time as he opened his mouth, the blood-colored robbery cloud in the distance in front of him seemed to be provoked by the man in front of him, and blood-colored tentacles suddenly extended from it.

The bloody tentacles wove into a web in an instant, causing the surrounding air to condense.

What is extremely strange is that the target of this net is not Ye Fei, but the strange man in front of him.

(End of this chapter)