I, Goldfinger

Since entering the Yuan Ancient Mine, he has been digging the Divine Source while fighting against the undead.

He found that when the undead creatures resisted, the cultivation speed when he recovered was particularly fast, and at the same time, his martial arts improved rapidly, becoming stronger and stronger.

Of course, he also suffered a lot of crises, twice faced with ten dead and lifeless situations, was chased and killed by power-level undead creatures, and finally carried out nirvana, killing the other party with the determination of jade and stone.

In this process, Lin Beifan also made a lot of efforts.

For example, the secret provocation to the sky made the thunder tribulation more powerful, increasing by nearly 10 times, overwhelming the sky, and all the 30,000 li in radius was bombarded into slag.

Otherwise, how could it be so easy to kill power-level undead creatures?

Of course, our protagonist Ye Fan also suffered a lot. Fortunately, there was a coffin brought out of the Martial God Tomb, which was extremely hard and resisted most of the thunder calamities, otherwise he might be blasted into slag.

This is the luck of the protagonist, even if he faces a situation of death and no life, there will be a glimmer of life.

This glimmer of life kept him alive.

After two consecutive nirvanas, now it has reached 6 times, and Ye Fan has become unprecedentedly powerful.

In the Nirvana realm, he already had the confidence to be invincible.

If it was an ordinary Immortal Mirror powerhouse, he also had the confidence to sweep away.

“Fortunately, there is a Martial God Coffin, otherwise I might not be able to survive!” Ye Fan secretly rejoiced that he found out what a wise decision it was to carry this big coffin in the first place.

But there are also some worries, the thunder tribulation is becoming more and more terrifying, the 5th and 6th thunder tribulation in front can bombard and kill undead creatures of the power level, and they can pose a threat to ordinary great gods.

The three thunder calamities in the back are definitely more terrifying, and I don’t know if this big coffin can hold up.

At the same time, he resents something in his body even more. If it weren’t for this bastard Yin Spirit, who secretly rubbed his hand every time, how could he need to attract such a terrifying thunder calamity?

“Yin spirit, you bastard! If I die, you won’t live! Ye Fan scolded.

In fact, these days, Ye Fan scolded Lin Beifan when he had no time, as if this could relieve the bitterness in his heart.

Lin Beifan listened silently, recorded it in a small book, word for word, and even added a little oil and vinegar, and returned it with interest when the next thunder calamity.

If you walk too much overnight, you will always encounter ghosts.

After spending two huge thunder disasters in the Yuan Ancient Mine, which disturbed the peace of the ancient mine, he was finally targeted by the undead of the Undead Mountain, and sent a group of people and horses to surround him.

This group of centaurs was different from what Ye Fan had seen before, they were all wearing white armor, and even the mounts they were sitting on were mainly white, looking miserably white.

The leader was a young man with silver-gray hair, sitting on a tall horse, looking imposing and powerful, no worse than the original holy prince Black Crow.

“Terran Holy Body, actually ran to my Immortal Mountain Nirvana to cross the thunder tribulation, what a big boldness!” The young man saw through Ye Fan’s physique at a glance and spoke out.

“Who are you?” Ye Fan asked cautiously, carrying the large coffin with both hands, which had become his weapon.

“I am the Holy Prince of the White Lord of the Immortal Mountain, the White Bear!” The young man spoke leisurely, as if he was not in a hurry to kill Ye Fan.

In fact, he is really not in a hurry, the other party has surrounded me, and the strength has reached the Nirvana level, although it is a holy body, but how can it be the opponent of a group of them?

But at this time, Ye Fan was shocked in his heart.

He already knew that in the Immortal Mountain, there were three divine-level powerhouses, which were called White Lord, Black Lord, and Gray Lord. He had already encountered the holy prince Black Crow of the Black Lord vein before, but he didn’t expect to meet the Holy Prince White Bear of the White Lord vein today, no wonder it put so much pressure on him.

It’s not so easy.

“I once saw another Saint Prince, a black crow from the Black Lord’s lineage. It looks really extraordinary, even more powerful than the ancient holy son, but it was defeated by the hands of the world’s Tianjiao Lin Beifan! Ye Fan said.

Saint Prince White Bear’s face was ugly: “Don’t compare it with me!” As soon as he went out, he was defeated by someone, and he was cut into more than a dozen pieces, losing the face of our undead mountain! ”

They were all Saint Princes, and they were all leading figures of the younger generation in the Immortal Mountain, and they couldn’t look at each other.

“Even if you fight with Lin Beifan, the end will not be much better!” Ye Fandao.

Although he had never fought with Lin Beifan, in his mind, Lin Beifan was the most unfathomable one among the world’s Tianjiao. Even if the ancient holy son was compared to him, there were many inferiors.

The face of the Holy Prince White Bear was even more ugly, and he had an extra golden machete in his hand: “Holy Body, you have successfully aroused my anger!” This prince is about to be born, and he will win the world, so use your blood to practice it for me!” ”

“I also want to taste the blood of the Holy Prince, what is it like!” Ye Fan was not afraid of death, and rushed forward with the Martial God Coffin in both hands, with unparalleled faith and determination.

“Die!” The Holy Prince White Bear slashed down.

“Boom”

The knife slashed into the coffin, and there was a violent tremor, and the earth in a radius of thousands of miles was shattered.

Ye Fan held the coffin and was shocked back, already injured and bleeding.

The holy prince White Bear is still sitting on a tall horse standing in the distance, dusty but unable to get close, the whole person looks more holy, but makes a disdainful voice: “Little ant, don’t measure yourself!” ”

“Holy Prince, it is really extraordinary! “Ye Fan coughed up blood, the gap between the two was too big, if it weren’t for the big coffin in his hand, he would have been cut off by one knife and two.”

Unless he walked out of the Great Emperor Road 9 times, he would have the ability to defeat the Holy Prince.

“Come again!” Ye Fan held the Martial God coffin and rushed forward again.

“Boom” “Boom” …

Again and again, each time it was knocked back, and then rushed up again.

Like a little strong who can’t be killed!

However, after a long time of not being able to take the Holy Body, the Holy Prince White Bear was a little annoyed: “Holy Body, it’s very good that you can borrow so many swords from me and not die, but it’s over.” The last knife – the knife cut Tianyuan! ”

A strong sword radiance shot out from his sword, turning into a huge heavenly knife and slashing down heavily.

“Come on, let’s die together!” Ye Fan said frantically.

The thunderclouds in the sky quickly condensed, and then the thunder tribulation quickly fell.

“Boom, boom, boom…”