Chapter 1527: Shenbing Pavilion!

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In the ancient battlefield, Wei Lao used Ye Fan's body as an enemy to the leader.

After bearing Wei Lao's vast and majestic force, Ye Fan's body was already full of holes. Fortunately, with this spiritual vein, the power of pure Yang continued to nourish the flesh.

But now, Ye Fan unconsciously displayed the "Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Secret Art", and all of the pure sun power in the field was absorbed all at once, and the power in his body had been accumulated to a very exaggerated level.

Accumulate thin hair!

Even a supreme immortal like Wei Lao, at least in the Yuan Ying early stage, I am afraid that it is not better than Ye Fan.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's skin showed gleaming golden brilliance, and every reshaped bone in his body also glowed with a bright white light. Although not very dazzling, it gave people a warm and clear feeling like glass. , Totally natural, without a trace of flaws, just like a work of art.

The blood in his body was flowing, deafening.

The major orifice points on the head, left arm, and right arm were also opened at the same time, bursting out with dazzling light.

Copper skin and iron bones!

Golden muscle and bone!

Reborn!

Tongqiao Refining Point!

This is a sign of the different stages of the Heavenly Tyrant Body.

And now, an incredible change has taken place in Ye Fan's body.

"Rumble rumbling..."

The massive amounts of pure yang energy he absorbed continued to flow towards the upper Dantian Niwan Palace. Inside, the Yuanying villain was baptized, and his appearance had undergone subtle changes. Compared with the previous one, he seemed to have grown a little bit. Eight or nine years old.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan felt a powerful force, pouring into his limbs, and there seemed to be a thin piece of paper to be stabbed invisibly.

His cultivation level finally broke through the bottleneck and reached the middle stage of Yuan Ying.

At the same time, a mysterious aura was gestated in his body. Seventy-two small weeks circulated in his body, and finally went up against the current and came to the Niwan Palace, as if leaping over a dragon.

"boom!"

In an instant, Ye Fan's spirit was energized, and he felt an unprecedented sense of strength, as if the power of the heavens and stars were added to his body, and a random blow could change the color of the wind and the clouds, and the sky and the earth would fall apart.

As the saying goes, it is a good way to make a golden bone!

This mighty spirit represented that Ye Fan's Heavenly Domineering Body had also broken through to the fifth level.

Qi, unclear, unclear, mysterious and mysterious.

In the secular world, even people who do not know martial arts, if they are in a high position and give orders all the year round, they will have their own aura invisibly, which will shock others.

And the types of Qi are also very big, righteous, evil, murderous, evil, domineering...

Now Ye Fanning's aura of greatness contained both self-dominant dominance and supreme pride.

At this moment, even if Ye Fan is still sitting cross-legged on the ground, the sight of Ruan Hongli, Lin Tatian, and Duguxin is extraordinarily tall and towering. Demon body.

Inadvertently revealing a hint of mighty spirit, the bodies of the three of them trembled slightly, giving birth to a sense of worship.

"Stab!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan opened his eyes, and two dazzling divine lights shot out from them. There seemed to be invisible electric sparks flickering in the air, the sound of the sonic boom sounded, and the air was torn apart.

This is a kind of gaze that ignores the body and directly hits the soul. If a monk with a lower realm is swept by his gaze, he will probably immediately squat on the ground and give a five-body bow.

Ye Fan stood up, not angry with himself, the power revealed invisibly was enough to shock the world.

For a moment, Ruan Hongli and the others turned pale, as if they were crushed by thousands of mountains, and even had difficulty breathing.

"Huh? Red Carp, Tatian, Axin, why are your faces so ugly?" Ye Fan asked, looking at them.

"Ye...Ye Shao, can you converge your breath, we... can't hold on anymore!" Duguxin stammered, his voice trembling extremely.

"what?"

Ye Fan was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately reacted, reducing the aura.

In an instant, the three of Ruan Hongli breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and relaxed, but their vests were completely soaked with sweat, as if they had experienced an unprecedented battle.

Seeing this scene, even Ye Fan himself was frightened by the mighty power.

The power contained in it is like the Dragon Power of the Nine Heavens True Dragon. Once released, it will invisibly suppress opponents whose cultivation base is lower than their own.

Ruan Hongli, Lin Tatian, and Duguxin looked at Ye Fan with monster eyes.

Before, when Ye Fan was still in the early stage of Yuanying, he could kill the cultivator of the **** of transformation in seconds, and even escaped in the hands of the demons who were comparable to the true immortal.

But now that Ye Fan broke through the realm, the aura that he inadvertently revealed made them feel like an enemy, and their combat power plummeted.

Being able to join Yunhai Xianmen means that they are all top geniuses, especially Ruan Hongli, who ranks third among the millions of disciples outside the courtyard.

However, compared with Ye Fan, they were nothing.

People are more angry than people!

...

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside:

"Senior Sister Ruan, is Junior Brother Ye Fan here?"

Hearing this, several people walked out, only to see a strange face standing outside the mansion.

"Are you...?" Ye Fan looked at the man and asked curiously.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, by the order of the elder Shang, please come over and discuss the rewards for this trial!" said the monk.

Ye Fan's eyes lit up when he heard the words, looking forward to it.

In this trial, he had a lot of victories, was the well-deserved top spot, and also handed over half of the Immaculate Spirit Spring to the sect.

According to common sense, the award given to him by Zongmen this time will be very amazing.

"Okay, I'm going now!"

Ye Fan nodded immediately and followed the monk away.

Soon, Ye Fan realized that the monk did not go to Elder Shang's residence, but walked towards the depths of the Yunhai Immortal Gate.

A quarter of an hour later, the two came to a quaint and majestic building, which looked a bit like a Buddhist scripture pavilion, and the plaque was written with three large characters of iron painting and silver hook——

Shenbing Pavilion!

These three characters should have been cut by sharp swords, and they contained sword intent soaring to the sky between the lines. They were unparalleled, as if they were about to agitate from them at any time, enough to crush the world and shatter the sun, moon and stars.

"Junior Brother Ye Fan, these three words were written by the founder of the school, Yunhai Xianzun, and the will in them has not been extinguished even after ten thousand years. If the cultivation level is not enough, it is best not to read more, otherwise the spiritual sense will be affected by the sword intent. Hurt!" the monk reminded.

Ye Fan was deeply moved when he heard the words.

The three characters written by Yunhai Xianzun at will, after ten thousand years, there is still such a power, then how powerful and invincible he should be at his peak!

"Step! Step! Step!"

At this moment, Elder Shang walked over from a short distance and said: "Ye Fan, you are here!"

"Farewell to the elder!" Ye Fan bowed his head.

"You don't need to be polite!" Elder Shang waved his hand and continued: "Ye Fan, I will tell the suzerain about your deeds! Suzerain Joy, you can enter the Shenbing Pavilion and choose a spiritual weapon! "

"Ah... only one..." Ye Fan muttered, feeling a little lost in his heart.

You know, the Immaculate Spirit Springs he turned in are black profound stones worth hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Now Zongmen sent him a spiritual weapon, which was really stingy.

"Are you still dissatisfied?!"

The elder Shang raised the volume: "Tell you--it's not just any magic weapon that can be put in the Shenbing Pavilion! In this Shenbing Pavilion, all the heavenly weapons collected by the Zongmen for thousands of years are gathered. There are low-grade to high-grade heaven! And you, you can choose one at will. Do you know what this is? The old man has served Yunhaixianmen for hundreds of years, and he has not received such treatment!"

Hearing this explanation, Ye Fan understood the value of this award.

Heaven-level spiritual weapons can be described as being at the top of the pyramid in the world of cultivating immortals, and only the true immortal can refine it.

As for the heavenly high-grade spirit weapon, it is a legendary existence, exclusive to the nine-fold powerhouse of Crossing Tribulation, and a priceless treasure.

For example, the God Burial Sword that Ye Fan had obtained through hard work was a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon, and its power was self-evident.

Although Wushou Lingquan is precious, it can be bought as long as you spend money, and the heavenly high-grade spiritual tools cannot be measured with money at all. No matter how many black profound stones you have, no one will sell it to you!

Of course, such magical soldiers are rare, but Yunhaixianmen has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and the collection of thousands of years is a very exaggerated concept.

Not to mention the Tianshu star, looking at the entire Big Dipper galaxy, I am afraid that no sect can compare with the Yunhai Immortal Gate.

"Ahem..." Ye Fan coughed dryly: "Elder Shang, I'm sorry, I just misunderstood it! That... can we go in and pick the gods?"

Elder Shang nodded, and then stepped forward.

There was no one guarding the Shenbing Pavilion, but there was an extremely terrifying formation.

Not to mention the invasion of foreign enemies, even members of the sect, who trespass without permission, will be buried under a terrifying array.

The elder Shang took out a token and slowly inserted it into the groove on the door.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the door opened.

Ye Fan followed the elder Shang into the Shenbing Pavilion.

In an instant, Ye Fan only felt the light in front of him, the fairy lights flashing, the room was full of brilliance, and he was dazzled and dizzy.

It took several seconds for him to adapt to the dazzling light.

Looking intently, I saw that this was a very open space, the size of a standard football field, with numerous weapon racks placed inside it, and densely packed magic weapons placed on it.

Knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, yokes, hooks, forks, whips, mace, hammers...

In addition to the conventional weapons of the Eighteenth Squad, there are also unique instruments such as bells, drums, tripods, lamps, fans, pens, bows and so on.

According to a rough estimate, there are at least thousands of pieces.

Even after so many years, these magic soldiers still exudes a brilliant brilliance, which is extraordinary at first glance.

Ye Fan stepped forward and walked to the nearest weapon rack, on which was placed a three-foot long sword.

He reached out and grabbed the hilt of the sword, wanting to pick it up and try it.

Unexpectedly, the starting point is as heavy as billions of dollars, heavier than the mountains and mountains, as if carrying the weight of a star.

"Huh!"

Ye Fan yelled, urging his inner strength as if he refused to admit defeat, and his strength skyrocketed.

The power of one dragon, the power of two dragons, the power of three dragons...

Ye Fan blushed, his strength increased to the limit, with the strength of ten dragons, he barely lifted the hilt of his sword.

However, he wants to swing freely, but it is impossible!

"Boom!"

Ye Fan had no choice but to let go, and the long sword slammed heavily on the weapon stand.

He looked frustrated, and he never expected that he could not even hold a sword with all his strength.

However, the elder Shang next to him was dumbfounded, with an unbelievable appearance, and said tremblingly: "You...you actually raised this heavy sword?"

"Heavy Excalibur? Is this sword famous?" Ye Fan asked, looking curious.

"Of course!" Elder Shang nodded and explained: "This sword is the saber of the eighth generation of my Yunhai Xianmen Sect Master, a middle-ranked spiritual weapon of the heavenly rank. The core of ninety-nine stars is used as the material for refining. It took hundreds of years to finally condense this heavy sword! With the power of ten dragons, you can barely move this sword, and you need at least one hundred dragons to control it completely!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan was secretly speechless, this heavy sword is too abnormal.

Compressing ninety-nine stars into the shape of a three-foot long sword, how terrifying is the weight?

You don't even need to use any magical powers when confronting people. Once the sword hits the enemy, the opponent's body will break directly, and there is no possibility of survival.