Mortal: Fight monsters and upgrade, I will enjoy immortality!

This time the small sword did not grow to a size of a thousand feet, but only became a few feet in size.

But the power did not decrease at all. In addition to the terrifying icy feeling, an indestructible sharp aura gushed out, and the speed seemed to be a little faster.

The small sword was still in the middle-aged man's hand the moment before, but with a flash of blue light, it appeared not far in front of Ye Ming, as if it could immediately cut Ye Ming in half.

At this moment, Ye Ming moved. He opened his mouth and a small hill several inches high emerged.

It spun around, releasing gray, silver and green light, and in an instant it expanded to a size of several feet, blocking the flying sword's path.

This treasure is precisely a new Ji Ji Mountain formed by combining Yuanci Ji Mountain, Beiji Yuan Mountain and Taiyi Qingshan, the Yuanhe Sanji Mountain.

When he was in the Guanghan Realm, after Ye Ming refined the Taiyi Qingshan Mountain, he immediately refined the three peaks again according to the method of the Yuanhe Wuji Mountain, making it the Yuanhe Sanji Mountain.

This treasure can be used separately by the three extreme mountains, or combined to defend against the enemy together.

There was a loud "boom".

As expected, the flying sword hit the hill.

"It's useless!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wen sneered. The flying sword has been with him for tens of thousands of years. After such a long period of cultivation, its power has grown to an incredible level. Even the so-called top-level spiritual treasures cannot be compared with his flying sword. He has already anticipated that the other side's hill will soon be split in half by his flying sword.

But the next moment, a hint of surprise flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.

I saw silver tadpole characters flashing wildly on the surface of the hill, and the gray, silver and green lights suddenly became so bright that people could not open their eyes.

Under the flashing gray light, the chill was immediately neutralized. It turned out that although the chill and frost showed the appearance of ice attribute, it was actually a water attribute. When swept by the Yuanci divine light, its power was immediately greatly reduced.

Although the remaining frost was still extremely cold and enough to deal with ordinary fusion cultivators, for Ye Ming, whose physical body was comparable to that of a post-Xuantian treasure, this bit of coldness was not worth mentioning at all.

Immediately afterwards, the silver light emitted by Jishan turned into bright and dazzling threads of light, which stabbed and entangled wildly on the surface of the giant sword.

When the giant sword was swept by these silver threads of light, it seemed to be destroyed from the inside, emitting bursts of wailing, and its spirituality was greatly damaged all of a sudden.

Not only that, while the gray and silver light were sweeping the flying sword, a layer of invisible green hair was constantly shooting out, like invisible sword energy, densely slashing on the blue flying sword, making a chaotic "ding ding dang dang" sound.

Although the flying sword broke through the three kinds of light and slashed the mountain, after a loud bang, the entire mountain was intact without even a trace left.

"Huh?" The middle-aged man surnamed Wen exclaimed in surprise, stretched out his hand and grabbed the void. After a flash of blue light, the flying sword became three feet in size and returned to his hand.

When he took a look at it, the middle-aged man was shocked and angry. He saw some faintly visible silver spots on the originally smooth and bright sword.

The spirituality of the entire flying sword was actually greatly damaged.

"Primordial Magnetic Divine Light, Northern Light, Taiyi Green Light!"

When the middle-aged man surnamed Wen saw this scene, he thought about it again and immediately recognized the origins of the three kinds of light, which made him exclaim again.

You should know that each of these three special primordial lights is extremely rare, and it is not easy for ordinary people to see one of them.

The boy on the opposite side actually used three kinds of energy at once, and he was able to fuse the three kinds of energy together. Not only did they not conflict with each other, but they also seemed to complement each other and enhance each other. Their power should not be underestimated! Not only did he fail to split the mountain with his sword, but even the flying sword itself was greatly affected.

What the middle-aged man didn't know was that after the Xuantian Weapon Refining Technique, the three kinds of Yuanguang that Ye Ming used were several times more powerful than normal ones. If it weren't for the fact that the middle-aged man surnamed Wen was in the Mahayana stage, the flying sword in his hand would not only be damaged spiritually, but it would also become scrap metal in an instant. "Good! Very good! I didn't expect you to have such a treasure. It's a waste of time to keep this treasure in your hands, so let me use it." After the middle-aged man was surprised, he looked at the hill in front of Ye Ming with great joy.

After killing this guy, this powerful treasure will be mine.

Then the middle-aged man turned his wrist and put away the blue flying sword. Then he waved his hand in the air. Several kinds of spiritual lights flashed one after another. In front of him, a snow-white jade ruyi, a emerald green jade flying sword, and a banner with black air billowing appeared.

Since the Yuanci Divine Light can restrain the Five Elements, and the North Pole Yuanguang restrains treasures containing metals, then take out some treasures that do not belong to the Five Elements and do not contain metals. As for the extremely sharp Taiyi Qingguang, it is the thing that the middle-aged man cares least about.

As the middle-aged man activated the magic formula in his hand, the jade ruyi emitted a bright white light and transformed into a snow-white dragon, which pounced with its fangs and claws, releasing truly powerful spiritual pressure.

The emerald green flying sword made a humming sound, then turned into a flash of green light and disappeared into the air in an instant.

The flag swayed violently several times in the air without wind, and a dark demonic energy rolled out. Countless hideous demons roared madly and pounced on Ye Ming.

When the middle-aged man's blue flying sword hit the Sanji Mountain, the enormous power it carried caused Ye Ming's magic power to stagnate, and it almost caused chaos.

Ye Ming's expression changed slightly. Although the magic power in his body was several times more than that of people at the same level and the quality was extremely pure, there was still a big gap compared to the Mahayana cultivators.

Seeing the middle-aged man take out three more treasures, each of which looked extraordinary. Ye Ming made a hand gesture, and after a purple-gold light flowed on his body, a figure with three heads and six arms stepped out from him.

The figure was over a hundred feet tall, with purple-gold light flowing all over his body, and purple runes flashing on his body, emitting a powerful spiritual pressure.

"Golden Body of Dharma! I didn't expect you to be so lucky that you can condense such a thing. But in front of me, it's just a show." The middle-aged man was a little surprised again, but he didn't care much.

At this moment, five golden lights flashed, and a hideous-looking golden beetle appeared above his head and in front, behind, and to his left and right.

As soon as these gold-eating insects appeared, they opened their long mouthparts, sharpened their fangs, and pounced at him.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wen snorted coldly, then took out a flying sword that was flashing with cold light. After pointing his finger, the flying sword quickly circled around him, drew a circle, and stabbed each gold-eating bug.

With a few crisp "clang clang clang" sounds, the flying sword splashed a few sparks on the gold-eating beetle's shell. But what surprised him was that the extremely sharp flying sword, supported by his huge magic power, was unable to break through the defense of these beetles, and even failed to leave the slightest trace.

The five beetles just shook slightly and continued to pounce on him without any influence.

"What kind of spiritual insect is this? How come its defense is so strong?" As this thought flashed through the middle-aged man surnamed Wen's mind, the magic spell in his hand changed.

With a "whoosh", a flame as hot as burning the sky and boiling the sea appeared out of nowhere and burned around him. The scorching flames burned the void and made it distorted and illusory.

The five gold-eating bugs that rushed over were naturally surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.

But what was surprising was that despite such intense flames, the five beetles were safe and sound, their shells were still shiny, and the purple-gold patterns were even more gleaming.

Not only that, the five beetles opened their mouths at the same time and swallowed the surrounding flames in big gulps.

Every time it inhaled, it could engulf large tracts of flames, as if the scorching heat had no effect on it.

In just a blink of an eye, the flames in a large area around were cleared, and five large holes were dug out in the sea of ​​fire, and the holes were still expanding rapidly.

(End of this chapter)