After three years of seclusion, he returned, handsome and invincible!

Situ Changfeng's eyes widened and he couldn't believe what he saw in front of him.

How could the treasure of the Xingyue Holy Land, the most powerful defensive artifact in the world of cultivation, be on the body of an indigenous person on this earth?

Could it be that he is from Xingyue Holy Land?

However, his cultivation is clearly martial arts, and he is definitely not a cultivator. It is completely different from the skills of Xingyue Holy Land.

Then where did his Universe Bell come from?

"Want to know? Then go underground and ask your ancestors!"

Ye Yuan sneered, and the big black stick in his hand was condensed. All the dragon energy in his body was gathered in the stick, and he smashed it towards Situ Changfeng's face.

Today, Ye Yuan possesses power comparable to that of a demigod. Coupled with the power of dragon veins, he is not afraid of the powerful gods in a head-to-head encounter.

Of course, this only refers to Situ Changfeng, who has just broken into the early stage of the divine realm.

After all, there are three, six or nine levels of the divine realm.

The gap in combat power between the early stage of the divine realm and the peak of the divine realm is separated by a natural chasm.

"act recklessly!"

Situ Changfeng had a look of disdain on his face and stabbed out the dragon-headed spear in his hand.

Boom!

The moment the gun light hit the big black stick, the space seemed to be shattered, trembling violently, and the dissipated power dispersed all the clouds within a radius of thousands of miles.

Fortunately, the land of Dragon Kingdom below was protected by formations and was not affected at all.

"It turns out that you are the native of the earth who has the power of dragon veins and killed countless talents in our cultivation world!"

Situ Changfeng's face was gloomy and he spoke with murderous intent.

Ye Yuan was filled with dragon energy, and his body seemed to be surrounded by a dazzling golden dragon, with a terrifying aura.

"Elite?"

Ye Yuan shook his head: "They are just a bunch of idiots. If you dare to invade our country, it will be your turn to die next!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

Situ Changfeng's murderous aura surged: "Do you think that you are the only one who has a divine weapon, and I, Taixuan Sect, don't have one?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a green light flew out of his hand.

It turned into a big seal in the air, like a mountain, and crashed down towards Ye Yuan.

The power was at least twice as powerful as that of the previous dragon-headed spear.

Ye Yuan circulated the Xuan Gong and poured all his strength into the Qiankun Bell. The next moment, he only heard a "bang" sound, the big seal hit the Qiankun Bell, and was bounced out by the bell body.

Situ Changfeng was shocked when he saw this.

He had long heard that the Qiankun Bell was a mid-grade artifact, and it was also the strongest defensive artifact in the world of cultivation.

When I saw it today, it was indeed stronger than his first-grade divine weapon, the Heaven-shaking Seal.

While he was thinking in his mind, Ye Yuan had the Qiankun Bell on his head, picked up the big black stick in his hand, and swept towards him again.

Situ Changfeng used his hand to squeeze the secret, and the Heaven-turning Seal fell down again.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The two of them struck one blow after another, constantly exchanging blows in the air.

That is to say, the earth has now completely recovered its spiritual energy, and the laws of heaven and earth no longer restrict the power of practitioners, otherwise this will definitely lead to divine punishment.

This fierce battle was so bloody that the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

After fighting for three days and three nights, Situ Changfeng's divine power was gradually exhausted and he became a little exhausted.

What Ye Yuan used was the dragon energy condensed from the power of faith of all living beings in the Dragon Kingdom. As long as his faith is immortal, his power will be endless and inexhaustible.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the Heaven-turning Seal was blown away.

The big black stick in Ye Yuan's hand hit Situ Changfeng's chest hard nine times in a row, causing his body to crack and stain the sky with blood.

"You little beast, I will fight you until death!"

Situ Changfeng went completely crazy.

but!

As his divine power was consumed more and more, he was no longer Ye Yuan's opponent.

After fighting for nearly half a day, with a "snap" sound, his body was broken into three pieces by Ye Yuan's stick.

"You can't kill me!"

Situ Changfeng roared like a madman, blood mist surged in the air, he reorganized his body in an instant, and pounced on Ye Yuan again.

"Let's see how many times your broken body can be reorganized!"

Ye Yuan raised his stick and struck out again.

The power of the dragon vein in his body is inexhaustible, and what he is least afraid of is a protracted battle.

Snapped!

Snapped!

Snapped!

In the next half day, Situ Changfeng's body was shattered by Ye Yuan six more times.

And every time after the physical body is reorganized, Situ Changfeng's strength will weaken a lot.

By the time of the sixth reorganization, he could no longer stabilize his cultivation in the divine realm, and his realm began to decline towards the demigod realm.

"Little beast! I can't kill you today, I won't die in peace!"

Situ Changfeng's teeth were itching with hatred.

Just when Ye Yuan hit the stick again, knocking away the Heaven-turning Seal, he took it into the Immortal Mansion and snatched this artifact, which was about to take his life——

"Little bastard, die!"

A huge sword that seemed to be able to split the world came from behind Ye Yuan.

Bang!

The giant sword struck the Qiankun Bell, making a deafening sound.

Even the most defensive artifact in the world of cultivation made a trembling sound.

The next moment, a white-haired woman shrouded in murderous aura appeared in front of Situ Changfeng, protecting him behind her.

"Changfeng, are you okay?"

she asked worriedly.

Situ Changfeng's eyes were filled with anger, he pointed at Ye Yuan and gritted his teeth and said: "Leave me alone, kill him!"

"I'll take you back to heal first."

The white-haired woman said distressedly. While controlling the giant sword to block Ye Yuan, she hugged Situ Changfeng's remaining body and quickly retreated.

Situ Changfeng looked crazy and roared: "Leave me alone! Kill him, kill him!!!"

"no!"

The white-haired woman was resolute: "You cannot delay your injury, otherwise even if you are cured, your cultivation level will decline."

Then she grabbed the spell and waved her hand, and the giant sword flew back in an instant, following her across the void.

Ye Yuan did not pursue.

After all, the power of his dragon vein cannot follow him too far away from the national defense formation and the land of Dragon Kingdom.

But he was confused, who is this white-haired girl?

He had repeatedly inquired about masters in the world of cultivation, but he had never heard of such a white-haired girl in the divine realm.

Moreover, this person's cultivation level seems to be still higher than that of Situ Changfeng!

Where did this thing come from?

Ye Yuan looked at the cultivators who had not yet had time to retreat completely, and used the big black stick in his hand to move with all his strength, sweeping out a stick that penetrated the world.

Puff puff……

Endless blood mist filled the void, and this stick, which was comparable to the divine realm, was completely unstoppable.

After turning around and returning to the formation, Ye Yuan looked at Kunlun Immortal and asked: "Senior, do you know the identity of that white-haired girl just now?"

"do not know."

Kunlun Immortal shook his head.

But after hesitating for a moment, he said with some uncertainty: "But... I vaguely remember seeing her face somewhere."