The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 955

The ancient black snake, even before the catastrophe, Xuan'er never showed any fear when facing Dao Qing in Penglai, the remnant spirit of the eighth level of catastrophe, but now facing the giant hand in the sky...

In mid-air, Ye Fei held the Lianhua Sword Bingjing in his hand, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

"I can't take this giant hand." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the pressure in the surrounding air was something he had never felt before.

Even half a year ago, when the Black Island Black Snake passed the catastrophe, he never felt this way.

"I can't take it."

"Must die."

"Step into Tongshen, and the soul will be destroyed..."

Ye Fei kept thinking in his mind, the oppressive force in the surrounding air was still increasing, the giant hand in the sky seemed to have gradually taken shape, when it fell, at least now he could not escape death.

"If you want to survive, you have to give up your spiritual power and suppress your realm." In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes showed a decisive look.

This is the only way he can think of at the moment.

That giant hand is definitely not what he is now, able to resist. Without preparation, facing this kind of heavenly power, even Ye Fei at this moment, trying his best, the final result is probably a loss of morality.

Just thinking for a moment, Ye Fei's eyes burst out with inspiration.

Raising his hand, the power of thunder condensed, and at the same time the breath on his body changed drastically, and the power of ice began to condense in the sky.

"Thunder Dragon, Ice Realm."

"Blue Flame..."

After Ye Fei decided to block the realm, without any hesitation, he raised his hand to see the power of the three realms, and laid three layers of defense on top of his head and in the sky.

Excluding the two worlds of thunder and ice, at the bottom, a sea of ​​blue flames condensed into a sky curtain. Although it did not condense the real body, its power was still not inferior to that of the thunder world.

This is his latest comprehension of the power of the boundary vein, but now that it is formed, it is the closest Ye Fei is to death.

"Xuan'er, just hold me for a few breaths." Ye Fei's face showed a dignified look, and at the same time, a spiritual sense sound transmission came out.

To suppress the realm, he needs to rely on the power of ancient runes, and he needs a little time to condense these runes, and judging from the current situation, there is no doubt that there is only one chance.

"Roar!" Xuan Snake roared, and the golden horns on the top of its head burst into dazzling golden light at the same time.

Apparently the ancient black snake made her response, and Xuan'er's voice did not come, which shows how much pressure she felt facing the giant hand in the sky at this moment.

"Not enough, Lianhua Sword, Zhanhen Sword now."

"Immortal soldier, protect Ye within three feet."

Ye Fei mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and he had no scruples at this moment.

And at this moment, in the sky, the concentration of the black clothes seemed to have reached an extreme, and bursts of earth-shattering muffled sounds came from within the clouds, like the roar of a ferocious beast.

In addition to the mysterious giant hand, he also faced the power of thunder and calamity.

In mid-air, Ye Fei wanted to make more defenses, but the offensive in the sky did not intend to give him time. The giant hands clenched into fists, like a huge meteorite, and came through the air.

Behind the giant fist, the power of thunder calamity came down, following behind the front of the fist, as if it wanted to completely obliterate Ye Fei here.

"This is not an ordinary catastrophe. If something goes wrong, there must be a demon."

"No matter who it is, Ye Mou will write down what happened today. If you don't avenge this revenge, I, Ye Fei, will pretend to be a martial artist!"

In mid-air, Ye Fei let out a low growl, his eyes full of unwillingness.

As soon as the words fell, he immediately sat in emptiness, with afterimages in his hands, he quickly made a formula in his palm, and the power of complex ancient runes quickly condensed and formed on his fingertips.

Ye Fei can't be sure at this moment if he can escape the disaster by suppressing the realm.

The only thing he knows is that once the giant hand really falls, coupled with the thunder calamity that follows, it is by no means something he can resist as a late Nascent Soul. Suppressing the realm is his only chance.

It takes time for the ancient runes to condense, and the attack in the sky is already approaching.

The huge fist edge, with the time of piercing through the air, did not seem to fall fast, but it was almost unstoppable.

"Bang, bang!"

In less than a breath, the power of the three realms suddenly collapsed.

Ye Fei at the bottom trembled, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, while the giant fist above, with its mighty power, did not weaken a bit, and it still fell towards the bottom.

After that, it was accompanied by a thunder calamity with the meaning of destruction.

The agglomeration of the ancient runes is still going on at this moment, and in the midair, the two immortal swords soared towards the sky at the same time, meeting the falling giant fist with a strong momentum.

"Kuang kuang..." The result was almost the same, Xianbao was bounced away in an instant.

It can be seen that the power of that giant fist has surpassed that of an ordinary thunder several times.

"Hoho!" The ancient black snake let out a low roar, and the golden horn on the top of its head exploded with the intent of destruction. The diffuse golden light covered almost half of the sky, and the forbidden spirit domain was sacrificed.

At the same time, a beam of golden light that was visible to the eye shot up into the sky at the same time.

In the middle of the air, the two forces collided instantly, and the huge fist edge paused slightly, but only for a moment, it was pressed again.

The attack of the desolate beast in the Tribulation Realm didn't even block the attack for two breaths. The huge body of the ancient black snake was pressed down by the terrifying force, and it was shot directly into the spar ground below.

"Boom..." The explosion was deafening at the moment.

At this time, Ye Fei had no time to investigate Xuan'er's situation.

In the sky, the unstoppable giant fist was about to approach. Above the head, the immortal soldier Zhao Shanhe was ready, and his tall figure stood in midair, burly and fearless.

"Immortal soldier, also can't stop."

Even if it is blocked, the thunder robbery behind him may land on him steadily before Ye Fei can defend again.

"Success or failure, in one fell swoop."

"The power of the ancient talisman, the foundation of sealing martial arts..." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, his face was extremely decisive, and he raised his two fingers together, and at the same time suddenly pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the power of ancient runes condensed and formed began to pour into his body frantically.

The aura on Ye Fei's body dropped in an instant, and the spiritual power in his body was dissipating even more rapidly. The aura that had already reached the state of psychic power was forcibly suppressed in the late Nascent Soul.

And in the midair, the giant fist stopped abruptly, and the Jieyun above seemed to have the intention to retreat.

"Sure enough, it works." Ye Fei's eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the Nascent Soul in his body has already turned into a spirit, and it is obviously impossible to really control it in the late Nascent Soul.

After a while, the spiritual power in the body began to rebound, and slowly reached the peak of the late Nascent Soul, and then continued to rise, and it seemed that it was about to return to the state of enlightenment.

And the giant fist above, as well as the catastrophe cloud, also seemed to be returning to the light, and the dissipated power was frantically gathering.

"Seal it for me." Ye Fei's face was slightly distorted at the moment.

He had expected this rebound trend before, and then he raised his hand suddenly, with a red glow in his palm, which was the power of Qi and blood possessed by Ye Fei himself. Not weak at all.

Under the suppression of the power of qi and blood, his final state was firmly locked in the list of half-step gods.

There is only half a step left from the initial stage of Tongshen, and it may break through again at any time.

But at this time, in the sky, the black cloud of robbery slowly dissipated, and the giant hand that was originally unstoppable finally disappeared in midair after Ye Fei's realm was stabilized.

Not long after, the spar space returned to its former silence.

Ye Fei stabilized his mind, raised his head and looked up, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I can't find a way to fight against the giant hand, I won't be able to step into the gods, so how can I talk about the subsequent calamity."

At this moment, Ye Fei only felt a burst of depression in his heart, as if there was an invisible force restricting the improvement of his strength, and once he exceeded the limit, he would show the intention of killing him.

That power is so strong that even Ye Fei's Spirit Gathering Golden Cauldron may not be able to resist it.

It is impossible to guess whether it is God's will or man-made that restricts him, but Ye Fei at this time is more convinced of the latter.

With the improvement of strength, martial arts became more and more unfathomable in his eyes.

"At this moment, we still need to continue to improve our combat power."

"It's not a bottleneck in my practice that I can't step into the realm of the gods. I will eventually find the strength to fight against that giant hand." In the midair, Ye Fei was silent for a while, and at this moment he thought to himself.

Gathering his mind, he saw the light flashing in his palm.

"Whistling..."

The two fairy swords that were bounced off just now came through the air and were taken into his body.

In the palm of the left hand, at the same moment, a red glow appeared, and the immortal soldier in front of him was also included in the red immortal bamboo flute.

"Xuan'er, are you okay?" Ye Fei fell down and looked at the crystal pit in front of him.

As soon as the sound transmission of his spiritual consciousness came out, a golden light shot out from the spar pit and instantly melted into his collar.

"Well, it's alright."

"It's just that Xuan'er is very tired and hungry..."

The voice of the ancient black snake echoed in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness, with a sense of complaint, Ye Fei connected with it, and after some perception, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In the sky just now, the target of the giant hand was not the black snake, so her injuries were negligible.

In contrast, the situation in Ye Fei's body at the moment is not optimistic, but as long as the foundation of martial arts is not injured, he can easily suppress this injury, and his combat power will not be affected.

Furthermore, at this moment, he is already a strong man who has mastered the power of the three realms.

After thinking about it for a while, the aura on Ye Fei's body subsided. It's time for him to leave here. To resist the power of the giant hand of Heavenly Tribulation, I'm afraid he can survive only by returning to Huaxia.

This kind of weird catastrophe is not recorded in the inheritance memory.

To find out, in Ye Fei's view, he needs to find a strong man in the realm of catastrophe and ask whether every strong man in the realm of gods will encounter catastrophe.

As for the strong man in the robbery, he happened to know one.

(End of this chapter)