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

Saint Ancestor Yanhuang was greatly shocked. He turned his wrist and a small tripod with three legs and two ears appeared in his palm.

After the demonic energy in his body was lost, he threw the small tripod into the air. With a "boom", in the blazing flames, the small tripod suddenly grew to dozens of feet in size and turned into a huge fire tripod.

The body of the cauldron was covered with intricate gold and silver runes, and every stroke seemed to contain endless fire-attributed demonic energy. The mouth of the cauldron occasionally spewed out blazing black demonic flames, like a crater about to erupt.

At the same time, a winding ancient text appeared in the middle of the giant tripod.

Ye Ming had searched the souls of people from the demon world before, and he happened to recognize the word "burn".

"A replica of Xuantian's treasure." Ye Ming sneered as he looked at the energy of heaven and earth that was rapidly gathering towards the giant cauldron.

Without any delay, one palm pushed forward vertically, and powerful forces surged in his body. "Puff", a huge palm print condensed in an instant, carrying unparalleled power, and slapped towards the giant flaming cauldron.

After Saint Ancestor Yanhuang took out the giant flaming cauldron, he came back to his senses from the shock. So what if this human had an aura comparable to that of a Mahayana?

His fire cauldron is a replica of a Xuantian treasure, named "Burning Heaven Cauldron". Although it is not the authentic one, it contains amazing power and can exert 30% to 40% of the power of the authentic one.

With the help of this tripod, and his understanding of the power of laws, he can exert strength close to that of the Mahayana period in his incarnation.

The incarnation of Saint Yanhuang felt more confident and clapped his hands, and a surge of demonic energy surged out.

Suddenly, the giant cauldron radiated a brilliant light all over, and gold and silver runes moved all over the cauldron, creating a strong resonance with the surrounding heaven and earth energy, and actually produced a rumbling sound like thunder.

The blazing black flame at the mouth of the cauldron strangely transformed into a colorful vortex of flames. A powerful aura of destruction was released, burning the surrounding air and distorting it.

"Burning Sky Cauldron, burn everything!" Saint Ancestor Yanhuang roared, and quickly formed seals with his hands, completely merging his own magic power with the power of the Burning Sky Cauldron.

In an instant, the flame vortex at the mouth of the cauldron suddenly expanded and turned into a flame tornado with a diameter of dozens of feet. This flame tornado carried the power of destroying the world and swept towards the monster transformed by Ye Ming. Wherever it passed, the space was burned and collapsed, as if even the vitality of heaven and earth was devoured by it.

At this moment, Ye Ming just made a purple-gold palm print of twenty to thirty feet in size. The whole print was misty purple-gold, and the texture of the palm on it was clearly visible.

The next moment, the purple-gold palm print and the fire tornado collided with each other.

"boom……"

With a deafening roar, the tremendous force from the palm print struck hard, and the colorful flame that was originally burning and sweeping forward was suddenly forced to shrink back.

However, the terrifying scorching power contained in the colorful flames that burned through the void was far inferior to the power of the palm print. It only weakened the palm print by ten feet before being forcibly defeated by the palm print.

With a "bang", the sky was filled with sparks, and the colorful colors were extremely gorgeous!

The remaining half of the purple-gold palm print flashed away and hit the giant flaming cauldron with a loud bang.

The runes on the giant tripod flashed wildly, and the flames that spewed out continuously could not help but stagnate, and the supply of heaven and earth's vitality was cut off at once. The entire body of the tripod trembled continuously, and flew back with a "whoosh".

"Impossible!" Saint Ancestor Yan Huang's eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in disbelief. He never expected that this human's physical strength would be so strong that he could break the magical power of the Burning Heaven Cauldron with just a palm print of concentrated power.

However, Ye Ming didn't care what Saint Ancestor Yanhuang thought. After he made a palm print, he took a step forward and his figure suddenly became blurred, as if he had merged into one with the surrounding heaven and earth energy.

"Not good!" Saint Ancestor Yanhuang had rich experience in fighting. He subconsciously slapped the giant cauldron that flew back. With the magic energy surging in his body, the giant cauldron once again spewed out bursts of colorful magic fire.

This time, the demonic fire condensed and transformed into a giant flaming net that was a hundred feet wide and dozens of feet thick, which instantly appeared above his head.

The next moment, Ye Ming's figure appeared above his head, and six arms pressed down hard at the same time.

"Puff puff……"

After the space twisted for a while, six even larger palm prints condensed, with purple-gold runes flowing on them. With the might of a mountain pressing down, they smashed fiercely towards the Holy Ancestor Yanhuang.

Seeing this, Saint Ancestor Yan Huang felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart. He knew that he could not withstand this attack head-on. So, he retreated violently, and at the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, preparing to use his life-saving magic.

The above actions are long to describe, but they actually happened in a split second. At this moment, several nearby fusion stage demon lords finally reacted.

They witnessed Ye Ming's thunderous means, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety. However, as demon lords, they naturally could not sit idly by and watch the incarnation of the Holy Ancestor Yanhuang being attacked recklessly by Ye Ming. So, they all used their own magical powers to attack Ye Ming.

A charming and voluptuous woman in the middle stage of the fusion stage raised her hand and offered a black magic sword. Strange runes flowed on the sword, carrying endless magic energy, and slashed towards Ye Ming...

A skinny man in a black robe formed seals with his hands and summoned a ferocious monster that was a hundred feet long. It opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Ye Ming...

Several demon lords also cast powerful spells, condensing the surrounding energy of heaven and earth into attacks, blasting towards Ye Ming.

In an instant, seven or eight Demon Lords in the fusion stage attacked at the same time. Each of them used two or three methods to blast out, and the various magical lights that covered the sky and the sun, with such momentum, submerged the six huge palm prints and Ye Ming's body above.

Facing this wave of fierce attacks, Ye Ming did not show any panic. He did not even glance at these combined demon lords, and his cold eyes were always fixed on the Holy Ancestor Yanhuang.

In an instant, six enormous palm prints and various magical powers collided with each other, causing a rumbling sound to shake the sky.

With a loud bang, a palm print pressed down, and the giant flaming net could not bear the weight. After a wail, a big hole was blasted out of it. The giant flaming tripod was also hit by the huge force with a wail, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

The next five followed closely.

"Boom boom boom..." Amidst the dense and loud noises, the two purple-gold palm prints and the magical powers of the ink treasures activated by the demon lords perished together.

The remaining three huge palm prints still roared towards Saint Ancestor Yanhuang.

As early as when the six palm prints came down, the surrounding space became extremely solidified, as if it was locked, making it extremely difficult to move quickly here.

Saint Ancestor Yanhuang, who had wanted to temporarily avoid the limelight, was horrified when he discovered this situation.

Seeing that three huge palm prints were about to fall, Saint Ancestor Yanhuang quickly made hand gestures, a flash of blood appeared on his face, and all his potential was stimulated, mobilizing a large amount of fire-attributed heaven and earth energy around him in an instant.

Under his control, these vital energies quickly condensed into a huge flaming phoenix image, which was not only lifelike in shape, but also contained powerful pressure.

Immediately afterwards, Saint Ancestor Yanhuang poured his own magic power into the Flame Phoenix without reservation, bringing its power to its peak.

Then he leaped up and instantly immersed himself in the flaming phoenix, becoming one with it.

After integrating into the entire body of Saint Ancestor Yanhuang, the aura of the Flame Phoenix increased dramatically, almost reaching the level of the Mahayana period.

Then the fire phoenix opened its mouth and spit out an extremely hot black-red flame. With a "sizzling" sound, a dark crack was burned in the void, and the purple-gold palm print was completely eliminated.

The phoenix's huge wings suddenly flapped down, closed in the middle, and slapped the remaining two palm prints hard.

At this moment, the Flame Phoenix not only had extremely powerful fire-attribute attacks, but also had extremely formidable strength. Two heavy blows of its wings caused the runes on the purple-gold palm print to flash wildly, and then with two "bangs", it collapsed.

But at this moment, Ye Ming's huge figure appeared silently behind the Flame Phoenix, as if crossing the distance in space, which was extremely strange.

A trace of panic flashed in the Flame Phoenix's eyes, which were burning with blazing flames, and it flapped its wings and was about to teleport away.

But it was too late. Ye Ming moved all six arms at the same time, and the two arms under his ribs split to the left and right, grabbing the wings of the fire phoenix like lightning, and pulled his disappearing figure out of the void.

The other two arms formed claws with their five fingers and grabbed fiercely at the back of the Flame Phoenix.

The two arms on his shoulders stretched forward like lightning, grabbed the head of the Flame Phoenix, and suddenly rotated it to the right.

The next moment, terrifying divine power surged out, and with a "click", two arms twisted off the huge head of the Fire Phoenix.

(End of this chapter)