A million eyes were cast at the figure on the 999 floor at the same time.
Looking into the distance, he was a man with limp limbs and broken bones.
awful!
It's too tragic!
For the monk, if the body is broken, as long as the divine consciousness is still there, he can transform into an infant and escape, looking for opportunities to reshape the body.
But now, Ye Fan's consciousness is also beginning to dissipate, and the three souls and seven souls are about to disappear.
The of death seemed to have raised his sickle, ready to reap his life.
Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds...
After several minutes passed, Ye Fan was already lying in a pool of blood, motionless.
The aura on his body also dissipated, as if he had been killed in Huangquan and turned into a corpse!
Seeing this scene, many monks in the audience were shocked and dumbfounded, showing incredible expressions.
"what happened?!"
"Didn't it mean that miracles will happen after climbing to the 999th floor?"
"Could it be a so-called miracle, a scam? After all, no one has reached the summit for thousands of years, and it is impossible to verify its authenticity!"
"Hey...for the sake of the illusory legend, he took his life in for nothing, this Ye Fan is really miserable!"
"If he knows that he will accept it as soon as he sees it, and he will return directly, he will definitely be reused by the sect, and his status is definitely no less than that of Daozi Han Xiao! It's just... it's too late to say anything!"
In the crowd, Ruan Hongli stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, not wanting to make himself cry.
However, tears slipped uncontrollably.
One drop!
Two drops!
Three drops!
The atmosphere in the court suddenly became extremely heavy and extremely suppressed.
Most cultivators have nothing to do with Ye Fan, but they have to admit that Ye Fan is a once-in-a-lifetime arrogant!
He can ascend the 999-story holy ladder to the sky, with no one before and no one afterwards!
Compared with him, other geniuses are not worth mentioning.
It's a pity... Ye Fan is like a shooting star across the sky. Although gorgeous, it only shines for a moment.
"Hahahaha!"
Suddenly, an unscrupulous laughter resounded through the audience, and it seemed particularly harsh in the silence.
"who is it?!"
Everyone looked towards the source of the laughter.
But found that the person who laughed was the pity.
The corners of the pity boy's eyes were full of unconcealed ecstasy, and he gloated: "Great, God opened his eyes, that stinky boy is finally dead!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Hongli, who was still weeping silently, suddenly burned with anger in his eyes.
"Wow!"
Ruan Hongli's figure flashed, as fast as thunder.
After a hundredth of a second, her ghostly figure appeared in front of Pity Playboy, raising her right palm and slamming it.
Although the pity boy had secretly prepared, but when he was approached by a master of combat skill, he still had no time to stop him, so he could only use his inner strength to protect his cheeks.
"Snapped!"
The crisp slap in the face resounded through the audience.
Ruan Hongli is a Wanjun body, and a blow with anger is enough to open the mountain and shake the mountain. How terrifying is that? !
Even if you pity the playboy's inner strength body, he still has to go back a dozen steps before he can barely stand still.
On his left cheek, there was an obvious five-finger red mark, and the corners of his mouth were oozing red blood, embarrassing.
However, after being slapped, the pity boy didn't get furious, but showed a crazy smile, looking at Ruan Hongli and said:
"Little bitch, no matter how angry you are, you can't change the fact that Ye Fan is dead! No matter how strong and talented he is, no matter how enchanting he is, what can a dead person fight against me? Ah, I stand still and let him fight!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Hongli became furious, and at the same time deep sorrow filled his heart.
The sacred ladder to heaven is the most legendary treasure in the fairy gate of Yunhai, even no less than the Promise Bell.
No one can reach the 999 floor, so now, no one can save Ye Fan.
Ruan Hongli couldn't, the dozens of elders in the tribulation period couldn't, even if the true immortal Qingming came, there was nothing he could do.
"Ye Shao..."
Duguxin's lips moved, looking up at the figure of Ye Fan on the Heavenly Stairway, his face was full of incredible colors, as if he didn't want to believe this fact.
Prior to this, Ye Fan had encountered many dangers, but no matter how powerful enemies he faced, he eventually became the final winner.
Even the leader of the Black Sea Forest Prison could not help him.
And now, everything is gone, the dust returns to the dust, the dirt returns to the earth.
Next to him, although Lin Tatian didn't say a word, he secretly stared at Pity Playboy, with murderous intent in his eyes.
Lin Tatian has always been taciturn and doesn't use words to express his feelings, but Ye Fan's kindness to him is in his heart.
If you treat me with a scholar, I shall repay you with a scholar!
Ye Fan regarded him as a brother, and he also regarded Ye Fan as a robe.
At this moment, Lin Tatian's cultivation realm was not strong enough, but he secretly made up his mind that one day he would kill Lian Xiaozi and give a sigh for Ye Fan.
...
At the same time, above the 945 steps.
Jian Wuya raised his head and looked at Ye Fan's body not far away, with an extremely complex expression, lamenting and regretful.
Jian Wuya has always been proud, and has never convinced anyone in his life.
However, Ye Fan's arrival at the top of his shadow just now left him with an unprecedented impression, and his soul was baptized once, and he was willing to go downhill.
Who knows that it didn't take long for Ye Fan to fall like this.
"Hey……"
Jian Wuya sighed faintly and bowed to Ye Fansan, which was a tribute to the strong.
Immediately, he turned around, and his figure flashed towards the ground.
After a while, Lian Yunzi walked to the heavenly sacred ladder, scanned the audience, and said loudly:
"This assessment is over, the top sword is boundless, 945 floors!"
"Second place, pity playboy, 738 floors!"
"The third place, Ruan Hongli, 730th floor!"
"In addition, there are still 127 people who have successfully passed the assessment and are promoted to disciples of the inner court. Then there will be elders who will take you into the hospital! As for the others, let them go!"
After speaking, Lian Yunzi let out a sigh of relief, relieved.
Although Ye Fan surpassed Daozi Han Xiao's score, he even reached the legendary 999 floor and won the bet.
But if Ye Fan is dead, no one will come to force him to cash out his bet.
everything is over!
"Elder Lian Yunzi, what should I do with Ye Fan's corpse?" someone suddenly asked.
"Well..." Even the courtyard groaned for a while, and said, "Let him lie on it, and make a negative textbook for the disciples who will participate in the assessment in the future, so as to follow suit!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Hongli, Duguxin, and Lin Tatian showed grief and anger on their faces.
In the world of cultivating immortals, there is also the concept of peace in the earth.
It is a great humiliation to have the corpse out after death.
In the next thousand years, all the monks participating in the assessment will see Ye Fan's body.
It's like being nailed to the shame!
Suddenly, the pity boy walked up to Ruan Hongli. Although the five-finger red mark on his left face was still there, he smiled like a winner and said, "Little bitch, have you seen it? I am the final winner! Just follow me obediently. I have already worshipped the elder Xuanjizi. In the future, I am destined to become the true immortal of Crossing Tribulation. It is your honor to marry me!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Hongli turned a deaf ear.
Her eyes looked straight at Ye Fan on the 999-story ladder. Her pupils were dilated and motionless, as if she had lost her soul.
Immediately afterwards, Lian Xiaozi turned his head to look at Duguxin and Lin Tatian, sarcastically saying, "You two, without the kid covering it, you are just rubbish! I will detour when I see Master Ben, otherwise, Master Ben will let you die No burial place!"
"you!!!"
Dugu Xin was furious, and his blood rushed into the sky, as if he was going to be mad for four times, and rushed to fight the pity playboy.
"Axin, calm down, he is deliberately agitating you!" Lin Tatian quickly stopped Duguxin.
At this moment, Ruan Hongli flipped his right hand and suddenly summoned a three-foot long sword, muttering in his mouth:
"Since Ye Fan is dead, then I... don't have the meaning of living in this world!"
After that, she swung a sword and slashed at her white neck.
This sudden change exceeded everyone's expectations.
No one could imagine that Ruan Hongli was so stubborn that he wanted to kill himself.
"No!"
Lin Tatian wanted to stop, but even after a certain distance, there was no time to stop.
...
"Boom!!!"
At this very moment, there was a loud noise from the Heavenly Stair Ladder, shaking the sky and the earth, like thunder, without warning, everyone in the field was shocked.
Ruan Hongli swung his sword to himself, which was also stagnant.
At the next moment, she suddenly raised her head, and found that the source of the loud noise seemed to come from Ye Fan's body.
"In the end what happened?"
Some monks who had just left also went and returned.
All eyes were focused on Ye Fan's corpse.
Suddenly, an incredible scene appeared in everyone's sights
Ye Fan, who had been completely breathless, showed a coquettish blush on his face, as if returning to light.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The loud noises sounded one after another, one after another, as rapid as a drum, and the rhythm was extremely fast. After one sound, there were even clear ripples in the air.
Seeing this scene, even Yunzi and the other elders during the Tribulation Period were extremely surprised, even with their insights, they didn't know what the situation was.
But they could feel that the aura that Ye Fan had originally dissipated had returned again.
Not only is it back, it's stronger than before, and it's majestic!
In the dark, they even smelled a dangerous aura, as if there was something terrifying, about to wake up.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The loud noise in Ye Fan's body became more and more terrifying, like the explosion of spring thunder, shocking the world, and his chest shook.
"This... is this the sound of a beating heart?!" someone exclaimed.
As soon as this statement came out, the audience was in an uproar.
You know, even if it is a Wanjun body like Ruan Hongli, it will not arouse such a huge power when the heart beats.
Only the legendary Primordial Beast is possible!
"Boom!"
At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared in the space around Ye Fan.
"Ho ho ho!"
With a roar like a beast, an euphorbia flew out of the crack.
Without Ye Fan's call, the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd flew out by itself.
More importantly, the Heavenly Dragon Breaking the City Halberd is not the simple appearance of the past.
Its seal seemed to have been opened, and thousands of runes appeared on the halberd body, as if they were blessed by the ancient gods themselves, and each rune contained the power to suppress common people.
A random blow seems to be able to kill hundreds of millions of creatures!
"boom!"
In an instant, with the Euphorbia as the center, the monstrous evil aura spread in all directions, and the horror seemed to annihilate everything in the world.
The millions of monks in the arena were shrouded in this evil spirit. Horrified, as if turning into a lonely boat in the storm, vacillating, and likely to be swallowed at any time.
"This...what kind of murderous soldier is this?!"
Lian Yunzi's complexion changed drastically, and his pupils suddenly shrank into the most dangerous needle-like shape, as if facing a big enemy.
In his capacity, he did not know how many magical soldiers he had seen, and he could build a heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon.
However, the oppressive force brought to him by this halberd was far better than the heavenly high-grade spiritual weapon, and it was comparable to the sacred weapon.
That monstrous evil spirit penetrated deeply into his bones and even penetrated into every pore of him, unable to describe the horror of this murderous soldier in words.
The legendary sacred artifact appeared on the body of a Yuan Ying monk, which is really incredible.
...
Just when everyone was surprised, something even more unthinkable happened.
"boom!"
Ye Fan's body suddenly burst into flames.
The flame is very unique. It has both the power to destroy the world and the vitality to make all things. The two distinct powers of life and death are perfectly integrated. In addition, there are all kinds of laws. , Melted in a furnace.
Feeling the weirdness of this kind of flame, many elders in the field changed their colors one after another.
But this fire seems to surpass thousands of different fires.
How could they think that this is the "great wild fire" that Ye Fan inherited from the of fire Zhu Rong!
The fire of the great wild is burning and dazzling, illuminating the fields, piercing through the sky and the earth, as if recreating a red sun out of thin air, it is impossible to open your eyes.
It also contains surging and majestic power, which turns into invisible air waves, surging out in all directions, as if turning the whole world into a big furnace.
Many of the weaker monks were directly blown away by the air waves, and the exposed skin seemed to be burned by the fierce fire.
The rest of the people run their internal energy frantically so that they won't be blown away.
The aftermath that emanates invisibly is so powerful that everyone can't imagine how terrifying the chaotic flame is.
"Look at it! He...stands up!!!"
Suddenly, a scream resounded through the audience, like a heavy bomb hitting the calm water, causing an uproar in the court.
The next moment, the millions of cultivators all raised their heads and looked towards the 999th floor.
I saw Ye Fan, who was dying, actually stood up from the ground.
Not only that, all the wounds on his body are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the broken bones are also reconnected, just like a phoenix nirvana, rebirth from the ashes.
Even at a long distance, everyone can feel his [新笔趣阁www.biqule.info]'s surging vitality, the sound of blood rushing in his body, like a river raging.
This... Doesn't it look like a seriously injured person near death? !
Suddenly, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Huh!" "Huh!"
A coquettish red light burst into his eyes, and he scanned the audience condescendingly.
All monks who were swept by this look felt the unprecedented coercion of the superiors, with their hair erected and silenced, like an animal instinctively surrendered when facing its natural enemies.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan's appearance has not changed in any way, but he seems to have changed his personality, and his aura has undergone an earth-shaking change.
What was even more amazing was that in each of Ye Fan's eyes, there were two pupils.
Born to have a heavy pupil!
Moreover, it is still coquettish red, like a flame that burns the sky and exterminates the world, and like the blood splashed in the sky!
After resurrecting from the dead, Ye Fan held the Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd, instead of walking down the stairs, he made an action beyond everyone's imagination.
He didn't retreat but advanced, so he jumped forward.
You know, before the 999 steps, there is nothing but a vast abyss.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan's body did not fall in the next moment.
Because in the sky, an invisible ladder appeared out of thin air, supporting him.
The 1000th ladder!
