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Shakyamuni's body could not withstand such a high intensity of energy. The mont it entered, his body turned into countless particles that dissipated!
However, the soul of the apocalypse was fused with the body of energy!
The ether body was an energy life form. To the Shakyamuni, transforming into a giant ball of energy light was sothing they were used to!
Ye Fan had never thought that the Apocalypse Shakyamuni could be like this, directly abandoning the human body and using the Primordial Spirit thod to directly control this ball of energy!?
At this mont, the Apocalypse Shakyamuni had already integrated perfectly with the entire Spirit Drawing Array, Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda, and the gate to the starry sky!
"Crap!"
Ye Fan discovered that the energy body he just broke through was actually being rapidly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye?!
"Thank you very much …" Sword God, your sword intent will also beco the nourishnt for the opening of the spatial gate.
I should have thought of that long ago. Actually, I didn't need to stop you from the start …
In any case, I've long since given up on this lowly human body. I've entered this gate of the starry sky in a soul form, so what can you do to ?
As long as the gate to the starry sky opens, my soul will be able to return to my holand.
The Shakyamuni's voice sounded from within the energy body, carrying a hint of ridicule, as well as boundless longing and excitent.
Ye Fan was at a loss. At this mont, the energy body was under the direct control of the Guardian King, as if this gate of the starry sky already had its own thoughts.
The Perfection like Water that he had released was absorbed by the Shakyamuni. Once it was activated, it would lose its lethality!
On the other hand, a power as powerful as Perfection like Water would be used by the opposite party?
The Shakyamuni could use energy bodies to protect his soul, as well as magic to speed up the completion of the gate to the starry sky!
It was true that she had no chance of escaping, because her physical body was gone. Once her soul left that energy body, it would beco extrely fragile.
However, she didn't need to run either! There was no need to co out!
The entire planet's energy was gathering, she was stronger than ever!
If she was unable to open the gate to the starry sky in this form, then all hope would be for naught!
As a result, she had nowhere to retreat to, and nothing to fear!
There was not much left of the overflowing golden lake …
Ye Fan felt his body, so of his muscles, actually tremble slightly?
Even if he had intentionally saved energy on the way here, he had still consud too much of it.
When the Milky Way descended to the nine heavens, the Sword Intent was also pushed to the extre …
He had originally thought that he would be able to disrupt the opening of this gate to the starry sky.
In the cold wind, the white world in front of him suddenly beca quiet...
Ye Fan stood in the air, as if he had lost sothing. He felt as if his body had been hollowed out. He had not experienced this kind of feeling for a long ti.
The pain in his body and the dizziness in his head were nothing compared to the helplessness he felt in his heart …
"Huff …"
Ye Fan let out a long breath, his face was pale, and the golden flas in his eyes were extinguished.
He clenched his fists. His all-out burst of perfection, which had caused his second layer to disintegrate, was showing signs that he could not hold on much longer.
However, this was not the ti for him to rest. If he allowed the Shakyamuni to open the gate to the starry sky, then it might all be over!
"Give up. Even if you're in your best condition right now, you won't be able to defeat the current …" Shakyamuni Apocalypse's sneer ca out from his body.
Ye Fan smiled, "Give up?" "These two words have nothing to do with …"
With that said, Ye Fan directly took out a handful of Spiritualist Elixir pills, and stuffed them into his mouth!
No matter how good the elixir was, it would still take ti to digest. Even if one chewed too much, it wouldn't be able to recover in a short period of ti. In fact, it might even harm one's body due to excessive dicinal properties.
However, Ye Fan didn't have the ti to care about this right now. He could only try his best to recover as much of his strength as possible.
"God of Swords... Even with your strongest sword intent, you are still unable to threaten . The Shakyamuni disapproved.
Ye Fan completely ignored the mockery, directly taking out his huge black sword, and tightly holding it with both of his hands.
Since even Perfection like Water was unable to destroy this energy body, then he might as well use the most primitive, 'stupidest' thod. He didn't know what material this black greatsword was made of, but it had never let him down.
Ye Fan imdiately unfurled the Dragonscale Swordwings from his back, and with all his might, he fiercely charged forward. Borrowing the montum of the swordwings, his figure drew a fierce afterimage of a swimming dragon!
With a fierce downward motion, Ye Fan was like a red-gold sharp blade, wanting to smash the energy body at the bottom of the tower into pieces!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
With a loud roar, Ye Fan fiercely swung down his huge sword with both of his hands!
"Clang!"
The surging energy rings were like layers of raging waves, directly sending Ye Fan flying hundreds of ters away!
Ye Fan felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out!
His hands felt as if they had lost all feeling. The palm of his hand cracked and blood spurted out. The sword was also sent flying!
Ye Fan landed on the snow and rolled over a dozen ters on the ground. He coughed out a few more mouthfuls of blood. In the white snow, there were traces of bright red blood.
"Cough …" "Cough cough …" Ye Fan gasped for breath, feeling as if his internal organs were about to explode, constantly rolling around.
It was as if his entire body had been detonated by explosives. Every part of him was in pain!
Shakyamuni Apocalypse's mocking laughter could be heard. "Innocent … Sword God? Why are you so naive? Even your sword intent is not a threat to . How could such an attack be stronger than that liquid sword intent? "
Ye Fan was swaying, standing up. Unknowingly, in the process of being blown away, the disintegration of the second layer had already reached the first layer.
The pain grew stronger, and his recovery slowed by a large amount.
A sense of overdraft beca more and more apparent …
Ye Fan stood up shakily, a hint of blood appeared in his eyes. Looking at the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda that was emitting light in all directions, the ball of energy on the top of the pagoda beca more and more blazing, and he clenched his teeth...
Reaching out his hand, the huge black sword returned to Ye Fan's hand. He took a step forward, and continued to rush towards the Immortal Suppressing Pagoda.
This ti, he was planning on changing targets and attack the Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda. Even if he could pry open a rock, he would still have a slim chance of winning!
"Why? It was already a miracle of life that the rebound did not kill you. What are you thinking? "
Shakyamuni Apocalypse could not understand why Ye Fan would still charge forward so recklessly despite the fact that he was bound to lose.
Ye Fan did not even bother replying. With a leap, he used almost all of his recovered strength, condensing a dazzling sword light!
"Morning Star!"
When the starlight landed on the Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda, it exploded into a glassy fla!
The sword was still sent flying!
The Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda was intact!
The huge black sword pierced through the thick snow, and Ye Fan had used up all his accumulated strength. The wings on his sword scattered, and he staggered and fell next to the sword, collapsing into the cold snow.
"Phew …" Swoosh … Whoosh … "Swish …"
Ye Fan seed to be on the verge of death, and even breathing was difficult for him.
Never before had Ye Fan felt that the Immortal-Suppressing Pagoda in front of him was so grand and vast. In this Antarctic continent, there was no end in sight.
Under the vast sky, under the colorful sky of Antarctica, in that desolate world, Ye Fan's exhausted figure seed to be incomparably tiny...
Once again, he took out a few dicinal pills, and with blood and snow on his hands, he stuffed them all into his mouth without thinking too much.
Following which, Ye Fan slowly stood up again...
"Why? Why!? Can't you face reality!? Admit that you've lost to , is it that hard!? "
The Apocalypse Shakyamuni saw that Ye Fan was about to get up again, and couldn't help but feel a burst of anger!
Whether it was Ji Xuanyuan or Ye Wuya, tens of thousands of years, the people from the Divine Dragon clan had filled her with the pain of failure.
But now, Ye Fan, who had clearly been defeated by her, was actually unwilling to fall? This was simply humiliating!
"Alright... Since you want to die so badly, let's see how you die before I leave! "
A spiritual shock wave was emitted from the energy ball, engulfing Ye Fan!
"Ah!" Ye Fan held his head, and just as he stood up, he fell and rolled in the snow! A painful scream!
The black crystal pendant had already been used for too long, and right now his defense against spiritual energy had already been greatly weakened. In addition, Ye Fan had already consud too much of his spiritual energy, so this spiritual energy impact directly made Ye Fan feel like he was suffering a fate worse than death!
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