Not long ago, on the fifth floor of a tower, on a majestic platform.
This platform is over a hundred feet long and wide, and over thirty feet high. The entire platform is gray, and the outside is covered with a spherical white light that separates the inside and the outside.
The inside of the light shield is filled with blue light, and the closer to the center, the brighter the light becomes. The light keeps flowing, and it is even impossible to look directly at it.
At this time, many Nascent Soul cultivators were surrounding the blue light, each using their own methods to work together to pull something.
The righteous monks, led by Wan Tianming, the master of Wanfa Sect, summoned three giant golden silkworms, which spit out silk that seemed to be condensed with golden light and deeply immersed in the blue light in front of them.
The same went for the demonic monks next to them. Mr. Qing Yi and Man Huzi each summoned a giant fiery red python that was at least twenty to thirty meters long. The two snake tails penetrated deep into the ground of the platform like blades, and the body covered with red scales was stretched straight like a rope, reaching into the blue light in the center, and it seemed to be grabbing something.
A blue light shone brightly, and an extremely cold air spread out, covering the golden silkworm, the fire python, and even the entire platform with ice crystals.
To be honest, if this scene was seen by outsiders, they would find it incredible. The righteous and evil cultivators who had been fighting each other in the past actually worked together tacitly at this time, trying to drag the Xu Tian Ding up before others arrived.
Of course, they have joined forces, but their tacit understanding is still questionable.
Man Huzi stood beside a fire python, casting the Berserk spell on it while gritting his teeth and saying, "Wan Tianming, is your side really working? It's been a long time, and it's only lifted a little bit."
"If we delay any longer, the old monster behind us will come!"
Wan Tianming glanced at him and snorted, "If that's the case, why don't you spend some money to add some food to these two mutant fire pythons? After all, they are also the legacy left by the old monster Ji Yin. You shouldn't feel bad, right?"
Barbarian Huzi chuckled and said sarcastically, "What you said makes me wonder who is the more evil cultivator between you and me!"
The Qing Yi Lay Buddhist beside him said sarcastically, "Brother Man, what you said is wrong. Didn't you see that Sect Master Wan has set an example by feeding these three golden silkworms with precious azure flowers?"
Barbarian Hu Zi suddenly realized, "So that's why. No wonder you guys didn't restrain yourself at all when driving the golden silkworms. It turns out that you ate the azure flowers and forcibly improved your cultivation!"
"It's a pity for these three golden silkworms. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, they will be completely useless!"
Wan Tianming's face changed slightly, and he sneered, "Slippery tongue, this sect master just overdrew the potential of the spirit pet, but never killed anyone to steal the treasure, let alone coveting the inheritance of a friend and killing everyone on Jiyin Island..."
Man Huzi also sneered: "What do you mean by overdrawing potential? Sect Master Wan is indeed cold-blooded and ruthless. We are no better than each other. Speaking of which, Man is more open-minded than Bill and the others!"
The good and evil sides exchanged sharp words and mocked each other, but in the end they did not miss the point.
With the combined efforts of the golden silkworm and the mutant fire python, the Xu Tian Ding was actually lifted up a little.
At this moment, a flash of silver light appeared from under the platform, and three figures appeared out of thin air.
The leader was wearing black armor, holding a silver spear, his eyes shining with golden light, and looking at the people in the light shield with great interest.
"Tsk tsk, I was wondering why you guys had to deploy so many tricks, it turns out you wanted to delay us so that we can come and get the treasure earlier!"
A voice with a hint of laughter echoed in this wide space.
The faces of both the righteous and evil cultivators near the blue light changed.
Man Huzi and Wan Tianming looked at each other with gloomy faces, then withdrew and came to the edge of the light shield.
Looking at Ye Fan and the other two at the bottom of the stone steps on the high platform, Wan Tianming took a step forward, bowed and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ye. According to the rules, the Xu Tian Ding has always been a 'first come, first served' policy. If Fellow Daoist Ye also wants to take the treasure, please wait here for a while. Wait for us to succeed or fail, and then..."
"oh?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, glanced at Yuan Yao beside him and asked, "Friend Yuan, does the Xutian Palace have such rules?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Wan Tianming and Man Huzi turned their eyes to the female cultivator in the Jindan stage.
Yuan Yao felt her scalp tingling as she met the unfriendly gazes of the two Yuanying old monsters.
But thinking of Ye Fan beside her, she still shook her head and said, "To reply to the senior, I have never heard of it."
Ye Fan laughed loudly, waved the war spear in his hand, pointed at the two people in the light shield and said loudly: "Did you hear it? If not, Ye can trouble you to repeat it again!"
“…”
Wan Tianming and Man Huzi looked unhappy.
The latter stepped forward and said gloomily, "Fellow Daoist, are you determined to make things difficult for us?"
A voice as deep as a bell came out of his mouth, echoing continuously on the high platform, making the air buzz.
Ye Fan raised his hand and used his little finger to pick his ear, then glanced at Wan Tianming and Man Huzi and said calmly: "You two are being unreasonable. Since the second level of the Ice and Fire Road, you have been making things difficult for us, right?!"
Wan Tianming's heart trembled, but his face remained calm: "What do you mean, Daoist friend? Why can't I understand?"
"Don't you understand?"
Ye Fan sneered and was about to speak when he suddenly felt a chill coming from behind and heading straight towards the three of them.
Xiao Yan sensed the chill and turned around abruptly, only to see a silver dragon several dozen meters long appear from the corner of the hall, spewing cold ice crystals from its mouth and rushing towards them.
At the same time, Wan Tianming and Man Huzi on the high platform changed their expressions and shouted, "Do it!"
Before he finished speaking, the Nascent Soul cultivators of both the righteous and evil paths surrounding the blue light withdrew one after another, transformed into streaks of light, and used various methods to attack Ye Fan who was below the platform.
Since they didn't know Ye Fan's specific cultivation level, their initial attack was mostly a test, not aiming to kill the enemy, but only to trap him so that he couldn't return to help his companions.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan and Yuan Yao's faces changed slightly, and they started to practice magic. Green flames emerged from the former's body, and the latter took out a emerald green bullet. It seemed that they were ready to deal with the silver dragon.
However, how could Ye Fan, the invincible holy body, allow Xiao Yan and the others to die under his protection?
So, at the same time when Xiao Yan just started to practice the Burning Technique, a silver light flashed past him like lightning.
"boom!!"
With a loud bang, the ice crystals exploded and turned into white ice mist that spread all over the sky.
As the icy fog dissipated, an extremely miserable dragon roar echoed throughout the entire space.
Xiao Yan's spirits perked up. He looked through the hazy ice fog and vaguely saw that the silver dragon that was previously full of energy and vitality was now pierced through the body by a silver spear and nailed to the ground.
Chilled blood gushed out from the wound, gathering into a pool near the silver dragon.
The silver dragon also crawled down, with its head pressed tightly against the ground, as if it was oppressed and imprisoned by some force, dying and unable to move.
"Cold dragon!"
Seeing this, Wan Tianming's face changed drastically. He then gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Fan below. It seemed that he had a great relationship with the cold dragon lurking under the platform.
Xiao Yan came back to his senses after hearing this, and quickly turned around to look at Ye Fan who had thrown away his weapon.
He was wearing a pitch-black dragon-head shoulder armor and standing on a thundercloud flashing with golden arcs of electricity. He faced the many Nascent Soul cultivators in front of him with his bare hands and laughing loudly.
According to the normal performance of the world of Zhutian and the world of cultivating immortals, ordinary four-pole cultivators are roughly equivalent to the middle to late Nascent Soul stage.
But Ye Fan is not an ordinary four-pole cultivator. He is a four-pole perfect cultivator who is about to break through and transform into a dragon. He is also an ancient holy body that is invincible at the same level. His real combat power is far beyond his own realm.
If he uses full firepower, not to mention the late Nascent Soul stage, even the late Spirit Transformation stage may not be his match.
"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!"
Deafening noises came one after another. Ye Fan raised his hand and swung out one black handprint after another, instantly defeating the various colored spiritual lights in front of him and hitting the Nascent Soul cultivator behind him.
These Nascent Soul cultivators thought that Ye Fan had lost his magic weapon and his power had greatly decreased, but what they didn't know was that the Void Spear was to Ye Fan like the golden cudgel in the hands of Monkey King. It could only be said to be a handy space secret treasure and could not be equated with his real ability.
Not to mention, the invincible ancient holy body is best at close combat!
"boom!"
In just a moment, the overwhelming spiritual light collapsed completely, and at least three Nascent Soul cultivators were hit head-on by the huge handprint in the void, and they flew backwards rapidly, spurting blood.
When Wan Tianming and Man Huzi saw this scene, their faces suddenly changed and they no longer held back.
The former clapped his hands, and suddenly a purple flame ignited, covering his body and turning him into a purple flame man.
The latter shouted loudly, and his body suddenly grew rapidly in the golden light, turning into a giant about three meters tall in the blink of an eye.
The golden light faded, and the blue clothes on Man Huzi flew away to who knows where, revealing dense golden scales on his chest, like a close-fitting golden scale armor, emitting so much golden light that it was impossible to look directly at it.
A cold light flashed in Wan Tianming's eyes, and he stretched out his right hand. Purple flames suddenly gathered and turned into a purple flame sword. He grabbed it in his hand and slashed it fiercely towards Ye Fan's head.
The bearded man next to him also used all his means. A faint light flashed on his hands, and a pair of black iron gloves appeared. He clenched his fists and shouted as he swung towards Ye Fan below.
Seeing this, Ye Fan did not retreat but advanced, dissipated the huge handprint in the void, and waved his fist at the two of them with a big laugh.
"boom!"
The purple giant sword chopped on the black arm armor, but not only did it fail to leave any scars, but it exploded and turned into a powerful shock wave mixed with purple flames, which suddenly knocked Wan Tianming, who was in shock, away.
Ye Fan didn't even look at Wan Tianming, he raised his fist and punched Man Huzi.
In an instant, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then, the terrifying energy, centered on the collision point of the two fists, madly resisted like a nuclear bomb explosion.
All spells and magic weapons that were swept by the energy shock wave instantly trembled and bounced away, or cracked, or directly disintegrated.
The subsequent shock wave continued to spread out in a circular shape, easily sweeping away the chaotic spiritual energy around it, and then slammed into the walls of the high towers on all sides, stirring up countless hazy white lights.
Pulling the view back to the center of the collision, Ye Fan was seen still wearing black armor, standing motionless in the same place.
The bearded man on the opposite side disappeared, as if he had been knocked away by the punch just now.
Xiao Yan came back to his senses from the shock and quickly searched for the figure of Man Hu Zi. He saw that Man Hu Zi, who was full of demonic flames just now, was now deeply embedded in the platform. The golden scales on his body were covered with cracks, and his arms wearing black iron boxing gloves were twisted into a knot. It seemed that he had been completely destroyed in the previous collision.