The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1498 Refining Ultimate Power
Su Meng, the general manager of Immortal Palace God Realm, had met once when they were in the eastern part of God Realm.

It is rumored that this person's combat power has already stepped into the fairyland a hundred years ago, but what Ye Fei did not expect was that there is no fairy root in this person's body, and being able to appear here, it is obvious that this Su Meng is also a fairy spirit .

"Ye Daoyou, long time no see."

Su Meng smiled, then spoke softly.

When Ye Fei heard the words in the distance, he took a deep look at this person at this moment, then nodded slightly and said nothing more.

I saw his figure flickering, and then he fell onto a golden platform. Beside him, Zhang Tong didn't hesitate. Power, but all martial arts can clearly perceive it.

This power, for Wu Xiu, has all benefits but no harm.

On the golden stone platform, Ye Fei had just stepped in when a terrifying oppressive force engulfed his whole body.

"This is?"

Almost at the same time, without any warning, the spiritual power in his body, the power of evil spirit, suddenly turned away, and the power of the boundary veins in his body began to compress crazily.

All around the stone platform, bursts of golden light erupted, melting into his body at this moment, spreading out like smoke.

"Compress, transform."

"The Ancient Immortal Pond really deserves its reputation..."

Ye Fei closed his eyes lightly, and then opened his mouth and turned away.

Martial practitioners cultivate the power of heaven and earth. If the body is transformed into a container, the power in the body is the filling in the container, and with the improvement of strength, there will always be a limit.

Ninety-nine is the extreme, the strong of the Nine-Layer Tribulation Realm, the strengthening of the container has already reached an extreme.

And if you want to go further, it is almost impossible to expand the capacity. You can only continuously compress the spiritual power in your body, and the ancient fairy pool here contains extremely strong compression power.

"Thunder."

Lightning arcs flashed all over Ye Fei, and the power of thunder in his body began to compress crazily under the golden light of the Taoist platform.

Not long after, at the center of his eyebrows, a golden lightning mark gradually emerged, which contained terrifying destructive power. Ye Fei's figure did not move, and the power in his body turned away again.

This compression is clearly just the beginning.

"Ice..."

Cold mist emerged all over his body, and the power of each boundary vein was an ultimate force. Compared with ordinary martial arts, Ye Fei possessed the power of seven boundary veins, and the compression process was undoubtedly extremely long.

"Gold, wood, and the veins of the five elements."

With the passage of time, the power in Ye Fei's body began to roll and condense, which was like a kind of refinement, which raised the power that had already reached its peak to another level.

And this kind of refining is extremely exhausting. It is just an extreme force that consumes almost one-third of Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness.

In this ancient fairy pond, almost all of the four people on the platform at the moment are like this.

It's just that compared to Ye Fei, the strength of the other three is purer, and the speed of refining is undoubtedly faster, and the aura of their bodies is also rising as time goes by.

"All refined, my body, I don't know if it can bear it?"

On the platform, Ye Fei was calm at the moment, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

He can be sure that the more the ultimate power is compressed, the greater the change in the final strength, but if he can't bear the consumption of spiritual knowledge, he will probably end up with a mental breakdown.

"Take a gamble."

Ye Fei's face showed a firm look at this moment.

His current strength is really too weak. If he just stepped into the fairyland, the improvement of his combat power will undoubtedly be extremely limited.

But at this time, the edge of the ancient immortal pool was in midair, and above the ink sea, there were two phantoms suddenly appearing. These two people were standing in midair, looking up and gazing forward.

"I don't know, who will be the first to condense the immortal roots? When stepping into the fairyland, it should attract the immortal tribulation." In the midair, the woman in white slowly opened her mouth, and her eyes glanced at the four people on the platform ahead.

On the other side, the short and thin old man couldn't help but smile when he heard the words.

"Fairy Bingyun, how about taking a gamble with the old man?"

"Hey, old man, I bet that among these four people, after stepping into the fairyland, the strongest one must be this one." Nangong Xie said slowly with the same smile on his face.

After he finished speaking, he immediately raised his finger like Ye Fei in front of him.

When Xiangong Bingyun heard the words, the expression on her face didn't change much, she just cast a light glance at Ye Fei, and then quickly withdrew her gaze.

"This son's cultivation is extremely messy. When the spiritual power and demonic power in his body finally merge, there will definitely be conflicts. If he can save his life, it is considered good."

Compared to Nangong Xie, Xiangong Bingyun is obviously not very optimistic about Ye Fei.

As a strong person in the ancient realm, she could tell at a glance that the power in the younger generation in front of her was really complicated, and if she wanted to condense her own immortal roots, she had to choose a power of her own life.

No matter what this kid chooses, the final combat power cannot be stronger than a martial artist who specializes in one kind of power.

"Oh, I don't know Fairy Bingyun, who is he more optimistic about?" Nangong Xie touched the short beard around his mouth, then smiled lightly and asked.

In mid-air, the expression on Bing Yun's face remained unchanged, and her last gaze fell on Su Meng, the general manager of the God Realm in front of her.

"Su Meng, my generation of Immortal Palace has the strongest martial arts talent."

"With a self-taught swordsmanship and a light-breaking green sword, relying on the strength of the Nine-Layer Tribulation Realm, he can cut through the Immortal Realm without losing to the Ancient Realm. Among these four, no one will surpass him in combat power."

Bing Yun's voice was still somewhat indifferent, but extremely firm.

"Hey, a fairy treasure, do fairies dare to gamble?" Nangong Xie said again with the same smile on his face.

On the other side, Xiangong Bingyun's eyes flashed, and a white light dagger was raised, and it fell into her palm.

This dagger is about five inches long, transparent white in color, with spiritual light emerging, and the handle is engraved with ancient runes and seals. It exudes the power of time, and it is obviously not ordinary.

No nonsense, the meaning is clear.

Seeing this scene, Nangong Xie raised his hand at the same time, a dark green compass suddenly appeared, and the aura emanating from it was also extraordinary, obviously it was also a fairy treasure.

After all, the two didn't say much, and looked forward again.

"Someone has finished it." Bing Yun said in a low voice, with a sense of anticipation in her voice.

As a result of his gaze, Su Meng suddenly opened his eyes on the farthest golden Taoist platform in the ancient immortal pond, and his aura shot up into the sky.

In front of him, the blue long sword erupted with dazzling light at the same time.

In the middle of the surrounding air, the air froze, and under Su Meng's figure, the golden thread connecting the Taoist platform kept flickering at the same time, and the power in it seemed to flow continuously into this person's body frantically.

"Buzz..."

"boom!"

In front of Su Meng, the green light sword hummed, and he stood up slowly at the same time.

The next moment, the long sword in front of him shrank suddenly, and finally turned into a blue light, appearing on the fingertips of this person.

"Rob it!"

On the Dao platform, Su Meng's face was full of confidence at the moment. He stood with his hands behind his back, and then pointed to the sky with one hand.

At the same time, Bingyun and Nangongxie at the edge of the ancient fairy pool in the distance couldn't help being shocked.

"Using thoughts to transform swords into one."

"He's going to enter the fairyland..."

Bing Yun spoke softly, with a long-lost smile on his face, and satisfaction in his eyes.

This Su Meng himself is a member of the Immortal Palace. Now that he stepped into the Immortal Realm, his combat power will definitely increase. Although he may not be able to fight the World Master, his combat power can definitely suppress the Ancient Realm.

For Asgard, such a strong person is undoubtedly worthy of joy.

On the other side, even Nangong Xie nodded slightly at this moment, showing his recognition of Su Meng's strength.

In the ancient fairy pool ahead, Su Meng's aura had reached its peak at this moment. Where his sword pointed in midair, a terrifying force could be seen frantically gathering.

Immortal tribulation, the revolving door is aimed at the power of the major, and it is not easy to get through safely.

"Huh, whistling."

"Boom!"

In the sky above, there were bursts of whistling sounds, and an unconcealable fierce force suddenly took shape, turning into hundreds of golden light long swords in the midair, tearing the space apart.

"Sword Tribulation?"

"It's really interesting."

Su Meng's face was calm, and he looked up at the sky, and his figure stepped into the air.

Under the robbery of the immortal, this person has an elegant figure, and the green sword at the fingertips, the light that burst out at this time, accompanied by the aura of his body, is becoming more and more powerful.

"Hoo... Whoosh."

"hiss!"

Not long after, the sword glow from the sky fell, and that terrifying power had already enveloped a hundred miles around. The golden sword glow all over the sky, each had the power of a blow from a strong man in the fairyland.

But at this moment below, in the Ancient Immortal Pond, a ray of golden light suddenly pierced through the air, turning into a visible defensive barrier, completely separating the people who survived the tribulation above from the people who practiced below.

The barrier was in the air. Seeing this, Su Meng raised his hand and waved his hand. Surrounded by blue sword lights, his figure did not take half a step back, but went forward. The strength of this person at this moment is definitely not due to waves. false name.

"To cross the tribulation, Su's sword is enough."

Su Meng chuckled, then turned around abruptly, raised his finger to the sky, and slashed out with a sword.

In an instant, the surrounding space condensed, and the power of that sword turned into a huge cyan sword light, pointing directly at the sword curtain in the sky above, and there were bursts of piercing sounds from the sweeping place.

"One sword, breaking mountains and rivers!"

The blue light long sword at his fingertips was at its peak at this time, and his figure stood between the heaven and the earth, like a sword fairy from the lower realm.

"Bang, boom."

"bang bang..."

As a result of his gaze, the cyan sword light swept away, tearing the space apart.

The falling sword curtain was easily shattered. This Su Meng's combat power had already surpassed the fairyland early. Even if he had never entered the ancient fairy pool and survived the small fairy tribulation, it was still nothing to say Down.

(End of this chapter)