Chapter 1197 Challenge and Shock

Using the origin of heaven and earth to deduce the secrets of heaven, Ye Fan suffered extremely severe injuries, and his mental power and holy body were consumed very heavily.

Generally, even if the great saints have the help of magical medicine, it will take a hundred years to recover their vitality.

Ye Fan has a good foundation. He is at a very high level in both physical and practicing martial arts than in his previous life. With the help of elixirs, he recovered in less than three years.

The only thing he regretted was that the scattered square cauldron had recovered only 70%.

Fang Ding is the crystallization of his cultivation, his strongest trump card, and his most important foundation.

Fang Ding was frustrated, which means that when he broke up with Cheng Mo in the future, he would lose the trump card to fight against the Zhenguo Ding Ding.

"If I were given three months, I should be able to complete the missing laws of the Divine Cauldron. Unfortunately, I have no time!"

Ye Fan opened his eyes from sitting cross-legged, noticed his own defects, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The cost of using the origin of heaven and earth is too high. Even if he condensed a square cauldron that was very similar to the Divine Cauldron in the Kingdom, he could not withstand the damage caused to him by the power of the origin.

Although he could recover with just a certain amount of time for this damage, he didn't have much time now.

Then he got up from the ground and took a step out.

In one step, it seemed like the stars were moving. In a short while, he appeared outside the Qianlong Tower base camp, looking at the soul battle platform hanging high in the sky outside.

The soul battle platform is still standing in the sky, and Cheng Mo's whole body is like a peerless god of war, standing proudly.

Ye Fan's eyes were like lightning, and deep in his eyes, the divine light flashed, as if he could peek into the origin of heaven and earth.

And now he can really see the origin of heaven and earth.

In his eyes, the originally powerful and heavy soul battle platform that burst out with pressure immediately turned into a complex group of laws.

Those laws are the laws of heaven and earth, and are also the base for building this soul battle platform.

The laws of building a soul battle platform are complicated. Some laws are like mountains and sky, while others are like thousands of rivers, entangled and blended with each other, containing extremely terrifying power.

It is very mysterious, but the inner light is much dimmed compared to three years ago.

"It seems that the time for Cheng Mo's Kunlun Competition is indeed coming!"

Looking at the changes in the Soul Battle Platform, Ye Fan smiled indifferently.

In the past three years, in addition to recovering from his injuries, the Emperor Blade has monitored the situation in Kunlun every day and the changes in the Soul Battle Platform as required.

The dimness of the Soul Battle Platform Law means that the war is coming.

That battle represented the safety of Kunlun.

If Ye Fan wants to get his own things rightfully so, he will never be able to escape this battle.

At this time, many saints from Qianlong Tower also appeared beside Ye Fan one after another. Seeing him looking up at the sky, he guessed his plan. Someone couldn't help but ask excitedly: "Your Majesty, are you going to take action?"

While speaking, countless pairs of eyes looked at Ye Fan with a hot look.

Although Cheng Mo in the sky was just a soul body of Cheng Mo, he defeated all the heroes. Many great saints who were born, as well as the great saints who were extremely confident in their own strength in the Qianlong Tower were defeated and became panic.

With so many people, even Cheng Mo could not defeat his soul body, and even wanting to overthrow the Divine Court is like dreaming in the daytime!

Their only hope is Ye Fan.

If Ye Fan can defeat him, his morale will be greatly boosted, and vice versa, he will be in a slump!

However, three years have passed, Ye Fan has remained indifferent from beginning to end, which has made many of the great saints who have just joined, and even the saints who had originally vowed to follow him to the death, feel quite disappointed.

Now, seeing Ye Fan being about to take action, how could these people not be excited?

Ye Fan noticed the changes of everyone and couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, please wait for a while, and I will go back!"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fan had already soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and flew out towards the soul battle platform.

The terrifying divine power flowing around the Soul Battle Platform did not stop Ye Fan's steps, and he fell into it in less than a moment.

The moment I entered the arena, the whole arena seemed to be infinitely lengthened, turning into a vast and vast world.

And in this world, a figure that is super peerless, like an immortal existence, stands in the sky and overlooks the vast world.

This person is nothing else, but Cheng Mo's soul body.

"Long time no see, Cheng Mo!"

Looking at the familiar figure above the sky, Ye Fan's mouth raised slightly, outlining a mocking smile, and said in a calm tone.

"Bang!"

Cheng Mo's soul body was silent. He was a remnant soul used to test the strength of others. He had no thoughts except fighting.

Faced with Ye Fan's greetings, he responded directly with the strongest attack.

He waved his fists and smashed at Ye Fan violently.

Round after circle of golden fist marks, like a meteorite rain, rushing towards Ye Fan.

In an instant, the sky collapsed and the earth broke!

A shocking aura of destruction filled the entire world.

Ye Fan's figure was like a small boat in a storm. As the punch fell, it swayed in the air, as if it would sink into the sea at any time.

A trace of coldness appeared in Ye Fan's eyes. He stared at Cheng Mo's fist. He reached out and stretched out his hand. On his arm, the divine talisman flashed, forming a dazzling rune field.

These runes are like gods, with great power and exuding the aura of ancient vicissitudes, making people afraid and cannot have the slightest idea of ​​resisting.

Ye Fan was the lord of these gods. He looked at the countless fist marks that were coming, closed his palms and pinched them suddenly.

"boom!!"

As time passes, earth-shaking roars resound throughout the sky.

Countless fist marks that were galloping in an instant were crushed by Ye Fan!

The fist force shattered, but the power contained in it spreads like a storm, and it affected Ye Fan in a short while.

Ye Fan's figure shook slightly, his face turned slightly red, but he did not take a step back.

However, Ye Fan's qi and blood were churning violently, and powerful forces rolled out from his body, shaking the surrounding heaven and earth slightly distorted.

"hiss!"

The Great Sage and the Saint of Qianlong Tower below saw this scene and took a breath of cold air, their expressions changed drastically. They looked at Ye Fan in disbelief, and their hearts were shocked.

Cheng Mo's first wave of attack contained powerful power of heaven and earth. I don't know how many saints defeated the Great Perfection in this move. Even the Great Sage must respond carefully. The Emperor actually crushed it so easily?

How strong is the Emperor’s current cultivation level?

"Yes, you are indeed hundreds of times stronger than before, but is this one tenth of your power or one percent of your power?"

Ye Fan's blood was rolling, his whole body was ignited, and his eyes stared at Cheng Mo's soul body like a knife.

Although he had the upper hand in the first battle with Cheng Mo, he also felt that Cheng Mo was terrifying.

Now Cheng Mo is just a soul body, but the power it bursts out is enough to kill many great saints in seconds.

If Cheng Mo's original body was changed, Ye Fan didn't know if he could take this attack calmly?

After all, he has not recovered his cultivation level in his previous life now.

"boom!"

Cheng Mo's soul was silent and responded to Ye Fan with a fierce attack again.

He waved with one hand, and a peerless and unique god-like sharp edge appeared out of thin air. He held it in his hand and slashed out with a sword. The void was suddenly cut out with a huge black crack, and endless power of nothingness burst out, causing the surrounding space to become distorted and shattered.

The sword light slashed out and crossed the space in an instant, appearing in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's expression was slightly stern, his wrists trembled, and the God Refining List flew out, turning into a black gold divine edge, and being captured by him.

"clang!"

A crisp sword roar spread across the world, sparks flew everywhere, and an extremely dazzling sword light burst out from Ye Fan's divine edge, colliding with Cheng Mo's terrifying sword light.

The two collided wildly between heaven and earth, and the terrifying power raged everywhere, swept across the sky, causing hurricanes to explode inch by inch.

In the hurricane, terrifying and boundless cracks appeared, spreading rapidly like spider webs. In the blink of an eye, the whole world was torn to pieces.

The sky and the earth shook, and the entire arena trembled violently.

Amid the violent roar, Cheng Mo's soul moved again, like wind and lightning. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ye Fan, raised the divine edge in his hand again, and slashed at Ye Fan fiercely.

Ye Fan remained as motionless as a mountain, holding the black gold divine edge in his hand, and bravely met him.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

Cheng Mo's attacks were faster and sharper every time, and more terrifying every time, but they were easily resolved by Ye Fan.

In just a few breaths, the two of them passed tens of thousands of moves, and each attack was extremely fierce, and each move still did not determine the outcome.

Cheng Mo's soul body had a weak expression and no expression.

But every punch, every kick and every sword of his body was terrifying, which made Tianyu turbulent and terrifying.

Ye Fan still looked calm, his expression was as usual, and he was still motionless, as if he did not feel the pressure.

The saints below made their minds thrill and their blood boiled.
To be continued...