Chapter 555: The little one comes, the big one

Fuxi Arrow shot at the old monk with a strong momentum. The Buddha was already at the end of the world and was shocked. He aroused the remaining magic power and mobilized all the power of heaven and earth that could be mobilized to wave the seven treasures in his hand. Logically speaking, it is impossible for a strong man whose cultivation has reached the ancestral level to have insufficient magic power. Think about it, the masters of the emperor level can be immortalized and reborn, not to mention the ancestral level that is stronger than them? However, the powerful magic weapon is of course powerful enough.

It can be against the will of heaven, but usually this type of magic weapon consumes a lot, unless it is a natal magic weapon! For example, Qianhuan and Jingtian Sword in Yang Yifeng's hand are natal magic weapons. They do not consume much magic power when used, but will increase their magic power on the contrary. However, magic weapons such as Pangu bow Fuxi arrow and Kunhua Mirror consume a lot of magic power when used. Fortunately, Yang Yifeng has refined them, otherwise it would not be possible to spend it with an authentic Buddha.

On the other hand, the Buddha Realm Venerable opposite him came to fight with Yang Yifeng for consumption, isn’t this all right to ask for trouble?

Although the Seven Treasures Magic Tree still produced several mysterious powers, the Fuxi Arrow was not moved at all. Thinking about it, the Fuxi Arrow, which absorbed ten golden crows, was even more powerful in the past, and was almost no less than the Seven Treasures Magic Tree. In addition, the Buddha who used magic weapons was at the end of the end, and it had not refined this treasure, so it was difficult to exert its maximum power. However, Yang Yifeng concentrated all his strength and added the power of Pangu Bow. When the two were combined, which one was stronger and who was weaker, and it was better to distinguish between the superiority and inferiority.

Fuxi Arrow, even a powerful divine beast like the ancient three-legged golden crow, was fatal with one arrow, let alone a small venerable in the Buddha Realm? Without any suspense, the old monk didn't even have the chance to react and was beaten into powder by a arrow. Fuxi Arrow returned to Yang Yifeng's soul in a flash.

The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree floated in the air with a flash of light, trembling a few times, and was about to fly away. Yang Yifeng snorted coldly, "If you don't take it at this time, it's useless."

He was about to fly towards the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, and reached out to take over the Seven Treasures Miao Tree. But at this moment, the Seven Treasures Miao Tree flashed through Yang Yifeng's hand, and rose inches in the wind, and then gently pressed Yang Yifeng down one inch.

Suddenly, the world seemed to tremble for a moment, and Yang Yifeng felt a terrible pressure suddenly under his body, which made him not even able to resist at all.

Another inch of pressure, the pressure suddenly increased a hundred times. Yang Yifeng felt that he could not move around, his chest was stuffy and his blood was churning. After another inch, Yang Yifeng was frightened, and his whole body surged, resisting the pressure with all his strength, but he kept dropping the bucket. If it weren't for the great sword body, he would probably have been unable to resist it.

"Damn~~~ It's only three inches. What kind of power is this?!" Yang Yifeng couldn't help but curse.

"This is the true power of the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, or this is the power of the Saint!" Jingtian replied.

"…What should I do?" Yang Yifeng struggled to resist. With his current strength, he could not stop the downward pressure of this power. At most, if he could get three inches down, he would really be crushed to pieces.

Qianhuan automatically jumped out of Yang Yifeng's soul and turned into Yu Ruyi. The three-color divine light descended, blocking the pressure, making Yang Yifeng relax.

But Qianhuan was born soon after all. How could he compare to the true magic weapon of the leader? The innate first-class magic weapon? Under the control of the Saint Lord, how could a Thousand Immortal Bead be able to block the ground? So when the Seven Treasures Miao Tree once again pressed down one inch, Qianhuan couldn't help but start trembling.

Yang Yifeng was connected with Qianhuan's soul. Yang Yifeng felt its pain clearly. When his spiritual sense was released, he forced back the unwilling Qianhuan. At the same time, his heart was filled with ruthlessness and simply turned his heart to the point. He took out the treasure at the bottom of the box, which was better than the Seven Treasures Tree in terms of grade and could be used freely without consuming any magic power!

The sword energy in the sky was scattered towards the Qibao Miao Tree. This attack was full of all Yang Yifeng's power and all the insights of the earth. How could the Qibao Miao Tree know that Yang Yifeng actually had the power to resist? The Jingtian Sword carried the invincible Jingtian Sword Qi. It cut through the huge pressure formed by the momentum of the heaven and earth, and the power of the laws of space. It directly confronted the Qibao Miao Tree head-on and collided with each other.

"Crack~~" Yang Yifeng and his sword were knocked to vomit blood and flew backwards. The Shocking Sword flew back into Yang Yifeng's soul. Yang Yifeng was even more injured and fell straight on the island. Long Tian and Xiaoyue were able to move at this time, and they took him in time when Yang Yifeng landed on the ground.

Yang Yifeng ignited the last power and put the two into the fan in the sleeve, not wanting to let them suffer from the disaster, and then fell to the ground softly.

How could the Qibao Miaoshu be hit by the Shocking Sword without any damage? One of the branches was cut off by the Shocking Sword.

"Hmph~~!" A muffled groan suddenly sounded, and a strong green light flashed in the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, turned around and pressed down hard on Yang Yifeng, who was seriously injured and fell to the ground, and had no ability to resist at all.

Yang Yifeng smiled bitterly as the seven treasure tree fell. At this time, Yang Yifeng's whole body was drained just now, and his soul was severely damaged, and he was completely unable to use his skills. Thinking that since he created the "Void Sword Condensation Technique", the sword's edge has passed, and he is invincible, roaming the world, free and easy, do whatever he wants, and the world can do it! I didn't expect that I would die here today, I was so cowardly, and I was really unwilling to accept it. Thinking of Meng Yanran, Shu Qing, and so many...

"Shocking? Are you okay?" Yang Yifeng asked with concern.

"My problem is not big. If my body is not destroyed, I can't die. How can a mere Seven Treasures Tree hurt my body? Even if it is a Tai Chi diagram, I can't hurt my body! Unfortunately, my strength is still not as good as the Saint Lord, and it's too far away." Jingtian sighed.

"Did I delay you, or am I too weak?" Yang Yifeng sighed, with regret and apologies.

"It's a pity that your swordsmanship has not been perfect, otherwise it would be a big deal to just a seven-treasure wonderful tree! If you have great swordsmanship, holding my original body in hand can definitely cut the rotten branch in half with one sword!" Jingtian was also a little regretful.

"Yes, I'm going to die, but unfortunately I haven't achieved my magical power. I must let me die a little thoroughly. Otherwise, when my swordsmanship is perfect, I must cut the broken branches into eight sections!" Yang Yifeng sweared viciously, "Afraid of death? A joke! How could a demon emperor who has practiced to this level, has gone through countless right and wrong, has experienced all kinds of life, and has seen all the sufferings in the world, be afraid of death? If he is afraid of death, he will not be able to create such a dangerous and heaven-defying sword technique.

The Seven Treasures Tree was completely brushed down, and the strong pressure came to her. Just when Yang Yifeng thought she was finished, a black lotus suddenly bloomed in front of Yang Yifeng.

The black lotus platform was as many as twenty-fourth grades, and easily blocked the pressure of the Seven Treasures Miao Tree. Then the lotus light shot out and pushed the Seven Treasures Miao Tree a hundred meters away. Then, the black earth was in a state of power, and the black earth light was bright. Originally, only the normal-sized earth lotus rose in the wind, and it increased by a hundred times. It quickly shot to the head of the Seven Treasures Miao Tree and pressed down on the back. The black light shone the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, which was extremely tough.

Yang Yifeng let out a sigh of relief after the disaster, and said to Jingtian with a wry smile: "It seems that I have been through this time again, hahaha~~ It turns out that my life should not be lost."

"Tsk~~ You're not here, I knew you wouldn't die. To use your boy's words, there are people above us, hahaha~~~" replied shockingly, obviously very happy.

The twenty-fourth-grade black lotus shone the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree inside, and no matter how it uses all its magical powers, it cannot come out at all. After a while, another twelfth-grade golden lotus flew from the west, and from far to near, it hit the black light, hitting the black light to breaking marks. The Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree saw the opportunity, exerted force from the inside, combined inside and outside, and escaped. It joined with the twelfth-grade golden lotus and launched an attack on the Black Lotus.

The twenty-fourth-grade black lotus was not concerned and rushed forward toughly, fighting against both sides with one against two. Simple collisions, mutual attacks, pursuits, etc. were not inferior, and they still had the upper hand.

Yang Yifeng's eyes were stunned. Although these attacks were simple and direct, the aftermath of each attack was trembling faintly with tens of thousands of miles of space. Yang Yifeng was playing with power, and his grasp and analysis of the level of power was absolutely superior. Each attack, not to mention the frontal attack power, even the aftermath could easily destroy himself in seconds.

Each of their mutual attacks is completely in line with the power of heaven and earth, the source of law, and the tip of the iceberg of the power shown by a remote control of a Saint.
Chapter completed!