Emperor Yutianwu

Originally, after the battle between Ye Feng and Jiang Yan, everyone thought that the battle of Immortal Banquet was over and could come to an end. However, Chu Yan's jump out broke all this and left everyone speechless. In their opinion, Chu Yan was like this Doing it is completely self-defeating.

Sometimes, admitting defeat is not necessarily shameful, but it is a kind of magnanimity, being able to face one's own shortcomings calmly. But if Chu Yan challenges like this, he is not recognized. No one will think that Chu Yan challenges Ye Feng. A kind of courage, because the courage of ignorance is an idiot.

Ye Feng turned back with a cold look, and then he raised his hand directly. A terrifying aura immediately formed on the sky, as if the entire sky was trembling under the influence of his consciousness.

The next moment, Ye Feng cut off his sleeve, and the consciousness of heaven and earth descended, turning into invisible impact forces. Those forces seemed to be the top power in the world, controlling everything.

Chu Yan fell into it and his expression changed slightly. He found that Ye Feng's attack methods were very different from those he had fought before.

What is a martial arts cultivator? It is to use the power of heaven and earth to attack, but Ye Feng is different. He is more like controlling the power of heaven and earth and becoming the master of one party. In front of him, an endless abyss appears, as if it wants to swallow up the world for him. Used.

"Is this the Immortal Consciousness?" Chu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. Although it was very subtle, he was sure that this power was the Immortal Consciousness.

When he was in the Dragon Alliance, he read countless ancient books and had some understanding of the way of cultivation.

What is an Immortal Lord? To put it simply, he is a state that is superior to the Immortal Position. But in fact, in essence, the Immortal Position, the Immortal Lord, and the Immortal Emperor are all immortals, transforming distance into immortal power. To a certain extent, they are Similarly, the reason why there is a huge gap is that the understanding of immortal power is different from its operation.

The consciousness of the Immortal is first a symbol of the Immortal. Only by understanding it can we break through. The consciousness of the Immortal itself is not ethereal. It is contained in the immortal power of heaven and earth. It is ever-changing and there are many kinds. As long as you can understand one of them, And engraved with his own brand, plus his own unique insights, it is a kind of consciousness.

The consciousness of an immortal is not fixed. An immortal can understand many kinds of things. For example, there is a holy beast in the demon world: Kunpeng.

Kunpeng itself is the transformation of a big fish, and the incarnation of a bird is Peng. Therefore, the Kunpeng monster is proficient in two powers and is born with the birth of two consciousnesses, the consciousness of the sky and the consciousness of water.

There are also strong people who cultivate multiple attributes and can also comprehend two or even more immortal consciousnesses. Of course, only comprehending one immortal consciousness may not necessarily make them weak. Cultivating to the extreme will be equally powerful, but multiple immortal consciousnesses Awareness will be stronger.

In the past, when I was chased by the Immortal Lord, my realm was too low. Immortal power alone could suppress me, so I didn't bother to use my consciousness at all.

So this fight with Ye Feng was also the first time he truly felt the consciousness of the Immortal.

I have to say, it is very mysterious and very powerful.

"I am the master of this world, how can you fight with me?" Ye Feng said arrogantly, his body slowly floated into the air, the immortal consciousness was running independently, fighting Chu Yan, he didn't want to fight, more like It was a kind of dazzling skill. For a moment, the battle stage seemed like his own stage.

"There is no suspense..." Someone sighed. The gap between the two was too big. They were not on the same level at all. How could Chu Yan fight with the Immortal Lord's consciousness?

Withstanding the force and being beaten by the strong wind, Chu Yan let out a roar, and endless shadows of swords rose around him. Those swords were very strong and clanked, like dragons roaring and tigers roaring, rising into the sky, trying to break away from the immortal. The bondage of respecting consciousness.

"It's useless!" Ye Feng smiled confidently: "My immortal consciousness is called: King of Heaven. The implication is that in this sky, I am the king. As long as I am in my consciousness, no one can beat me. "

"Really?" Chu Yan said indifferently. Although the Immortal Lord's consciousness is strong, there must be flaws, and he cannot be invincible. Ye Feng said that in his consciousness, no one is invincible, but can the Immortal Lord not be able to do it too? Or the Immortal Emperor.

In front of the Immortal Emperor, how humble is this power that dares to claim to be a king? How ridiculous.

Then the so-called consciousness is just a kind of power. As long as your own strength surpasses him, you can defeat it.

"Buzz!" The next moment, Chu Yan raised his big hand, and the sky above him trembled violently, and a huge forest of sword curtains appeared. There seemed to be an independent world, with thousands of swords inserted into the earth, like a burial of thousands of swords. Oh, it's shocking to see.

"That's the Life Soul?" Some people trembled when they saw the huge sword tomb. This was the first time they saw such a huge Life Soul.

At this time, Emperor Qingfeng also raised his head, his eyes became serious. A beautiful woman next to him looked at the sword tomb in surprise, and said softly: "This sword tomb should be a ninth-grade life soul, right?"

"Yes!" Emperor Qingfeng nodded seriously. He hadn't seen the ninth-grade soul in too many years.

"No wonder this little guy is so confident that he dares to use his life soul to trigger an attack. He doesn't care if others break it. The ninth-grade life soul cannot be broken by just that ray of holy light." Emperor Qingfeng smiled in approval and said, "Mr. The soul is the foundation of spiritual practice. Once it is broken, the person is also useless. This is what everyone in the lower world knows.

"Is there anyone in the Immortal Realm who has created a ninth-grade life soul in the Immortal Realm?"

The beautiful woman asked curiously, the ninth-grade life soul is the holy soul. It is almost lost. Even the people in the emperor realm rarely have it. But now, the Chu Yan Immortal Realm has created the ninth-grade life soul. What does that mean? Now, his next Immortal Lord and Immortal Emperor life souls may all be ninth-grade life souls. One person has three ninth-grade life souls.

"Yes!" Hearing the beautiful woman's words, Emperor Qingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly. The beautiful woman was full of surprise. Is there really one?

"Who?"

"The Lord of the Divine Palace, Qin Ruoming. The God King of Heaven, Chu Hanfeng!" Emperor Qingfeng said solemnly. Even if he is now a giant, he can only be regarded as a junior in front of these two people. He had read in ancient books that the immortal souls of the two were both ninth-grade.

The beautiful woman was slightly moved. The Lord of the Divine Palace and the God King of Heaven were people from the previous era. Unexpectedly, there was no news about them ten thousand years ago, but now it is still a legend.

"I am beginning to be interested in this little guy." Looking at Chu Yan, Emperor Qingfeng laughed. The ninth-grade soul was born, the king of the fairyland.

Seeing Chu Yan's soul, Ye Feng himself was also very shocked. He had never seen or heard of that kind of soul before, and it could break his immortal consciousness.

"Kill!" Ye Feng shouted in a low voice, and he was also very serious. That power made him feel a little dangerous. He clenched his hands, asking the power of heaven and earth to bless him. His figure became ethereal, and he took a big step forward. The fist shadow of heaven and earth smashed towards Chu Yan.

"Go!" Chu Yan also moved. The buried swords in the sword tomb began to tremble wildly, and then all broke free. Ten thousand swords became a law, turning into a ruthless sword curtain, covering the sky, and constantly piercing through Ye Feng.

Those sword lights seemed to contain divine power, breaking free from the way of heaven, turning into rain, and Ye Feng stood in it, his face embarrassed. He stretched out his hand, trying to control everything with his consciousness and suppress the sword rain, but unfortunately, it was useless. Those sword shadows seemed to be endless and kept piercing through him.

However, after merging with the consciousness of heaven and earth, those swords passed through Ye Feng's body but could not really hurt him. His figure was endless and ethereal, as if he did not exist. He said arrogantly: "You are indeed very strong, but so what? My consciousness is the master of this heaven. Now I have merged with this piece of heaven. I am the heaven, and the heaven is me. As long as the heaven is not destroyed, I will not die. How can you kill me?"

Everyone sighed, Ye Feng is really too strong. He is the heaven, and the heaven is him. If you want to kill him, you must destroy the heaven. But how can the heaven be destroyed?

Chu Yan's eyes were cold. Ye Feng's immortal consciousness was indeed very strong, and even made him feel familiar. It was the same as the Emperor Shenglong Jue of the Leng family, which was merged with the way of heaven.

But, so what? The last time he practiced, the sword he forged was called Zhan Tian. He could still cut the real heaven, not to mention that the heaven created by Ye Feng at this moment was just an illusion of Xumi.

"Then today, I will try, Zhutian!" Chu Yan sneered. This sword tomb soul creation has not been named yet. The battle with Ye Feng at this time gave him inspiration.

This sword tomb is called: Zhutian.

Zhutian Sword Tomb, buried thousands of Zhutian swords.

"Kill!" With a buzz, the huge sword tomb was like a huge floating sword island. Chu Yan gave an order, and it burst into brilliant light and kept flashing. Then the swords in it were even worse. Ten thousand swords returned to one and pierced into Ye Feng's body crazily. Then, Ye Feng's face kept changing, and the sky behind him actually had cracks, as if the sky was about to be destroyed.

When the cracks appeared that day, Ye Feng was also terrified. Then he found that his body gradually solidified. Some swords passed through his body, making him feel endless pain, and his body kept shaking wildly.

"Bang!" Finally, with the sky destroyed, Ye Feng could not bear the power of the sword rain. He screamed and his body lost its support. Like a kite with a broken string, he fell down and fell fiercely. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and all the strength in his body disappeared. He was in a very miserable state.

Ye Feng fell to the ground. In the air, only Chu Yan was left standing alone. He was also a little haggard, but he stood proudly like a king.

It took a long time for everyone to come back to their senses after waking up. But their hearts could no longer calm down. They were surprised.

It's over?

Ye Feng, lost.

The locker who was praised as the first, lost at this moment? And the defeat was so thorough.

So far, the battle of the fairy banquet has really ended, but this ending is beyond everyone's expectations. The winner is not Ye Feng, nor Jiang Yan, Zhao Yu, Mo Long and other locked geniuses, but an unknown fairy level 5 figure.

"Grandpa, he won." In the Moon Clan, the beautiful eyes of the Moon Lake Fairy sparkled with a strange light. This ending was too shocking and exceeded everyone's expectations. When she looked up and looked at Chu Yan again, the dazzling sunlight fell down and sprinkled on him, but it did not take away his elegance.

Along the way, he was questioned by countless people, but until this moment, she found that everything seemed so natural.

It seemed that he should be the first, as fate would have it.