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Chapter 485: The Battle of Cauldron

Ye Fei was mixed in the crowd, but did not sacrifice his shield. Instead, he held a black sword to resist the light columns ejected from the low stone piers on the ground, but most of them dodged.

The attacks near the ancient altar are particularly dense, and it seems difficult to rush over. However, while Ye Fei flew away, he carefully looked at it and found that every time the stone pier launches an attack, there will be a short period of dormant for several people.

If you can seize this short moment, you will definitely rush to the ancient altar. However, Ye Fei found that it seemed that there was not just a restricted attack around him, but some monks would suddenly take action while others were unprepared.

Just before, Ye Fei relied on his powerful spiritual power to avoid the attack of a monk, but before Ye Fei could fight back, the monk was killed by others in the chaos, which made Ye Fei speechless.

At this time, not only should we be careful of the ban, but also the monks with unpredictable determination. The number of people around us also decreased rapidly. Whether it was the forces in all directions or the numerous casual cultivators, casualties increased rapidly.

Ye Fei did not take the initiative to attack others. Even if the injured person passed by, he did not take action. It was not because Ye Fei was so kind, but because sneaking attacks on others at this time must be the time when his defense is weakest, and it is easy for another person to take the opportunity to attack others. Therefore, people who do not take the initiative are relatively safe, and at least they will focus on defense.

"At this speed, when more than 200 people leave Mount Everest Cave, there will probably be no more than 100 people left." Ye Fei looked at the monks who fell from time to time and sighed in his heart.

Holding a black sword in his hand, Ye Fei had just avoided the attack of a white column of light, and saw a green dagger slashing towards his head. Ye Fei hurriedly waved the black sword to block it, and then prepared to sacrifice the Five Demon-Suppressing Rings.

"Ah!" screamed.

The blue dagger darkened and then floated in the air without moving. The old man in black who was about to attack Ye Fei was penetrated by a long golden spear. His soul was immediately destroyed.

"High-level Tongxuan Ling Treasure?" Ye Fei saw the golden spear and showed a look of surprise on his face. Those who could use such treasures must have some identity.

With a blink of an eyebrow, the golden spear flashed, and in a blur, it appeared in the hands of a man in purple. Ye Fei looked at the mask on his face, and his eyes immediately condensed.

The man in purple raised his hand and collected the treasures and storage bags of the old man in black.

"Is it you? I have saved me in Xuanzhou?" Ye Fei was deeply impressed by this person, but the mask on his face covered his face, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly, and even his breath was covered.

Hearing this, the man in purple clothes looked at Ye Fei, narrowed his eyes, and said in a low voice: "That time I just happened by accident. I have forgotten this matter long ago. It's better not to mention it. When I was at this desperate time, I wouldn't think about whether I knew you. Hehe, if we can go out alive, we will naturally see you."

Before the man in purple clothes finished speaking, he hid aside in a blurred figure. At almost the same time, the golden spear in his hand disappeared, piercing through a middle-aged man in gray robe who was about to attack behind him.

He put away the golden spear, and ignored Ye Fei. He flashed and rushed towards the ancient altar not far away. Seeing that it was only a few feet away, it was difficult to step on the altar.

Seeing this, Ye Fei narrowed his eyes. He was not planning to let his subordinates show mercy, but just wanted to thank the other party. Unexpectedly, this person looked cold. It seemed that even the brothers would fight together for the treasure when they arrived here.

No longer hesitated, Ye Fei was guarding against everyone around him while looking for an opportunity to rush into the altar. Some people with tough methods rushed to a place about a distance from the altar, and Ye Fei and others could only follow behind.

With a whoosh.

A white figure took advantage of the fact that the stone pier below had just launched a fierce attack on the air wall. A white light flashed around him, and a white sword and a white bone shield rushed towards the ancient altar.

Wow, almost at the same time, three other figures also sacrificed treasures, and rushed over with flash. After a muffled sound, the figures of the four people actually fell steadily on the edge of the altar.

Seeing this, the four of them suddenly had their eyes condensed and rushed towards the golden cauldron in the middle. Even the Tongxuan Lingbao not far away, they didn't even look at it.

Among the four, the white figure was obviously one step faster than three people. Just two or three feet away from the golden cauldron, he suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden cauldron from afar.

The next moment, the golden little tripod flashed, but it didn't move at all, as if it was growing in mid-air.

"Hey, as the elder told me, the things on the altar cannot be absorbed by manipulation. You can only use your hands to touch the surrounding gravity to isolate the surroundings. Even if you get it in your hands, you cannot collect them immediately." The white figure said with his eyes condensed.

At this time, the white figure had reached about a distance of about a meter away from the golden cauldron. As he saw it approaching, a white light flashed in front of him, which not only made his body stagnate, but then controlled the white sword in front of him to block it.

There was a dull bang.

It turned out to be a blue gourd about the size of a meter, blocked by a white long sword. The middle-aged man in white suddenly had his eyes condensed and said coldly: "Lu Jiangnan, if you take action to stop me, aren't you afraid of someone snatching the treasure?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist Bai Huaqi, you can see them both!" said a figure wearing a yellow robe and a slightly pale face with a smile.

Rumble!

A violent explosion came out, and Yuan Ye, who was wearing a green robe, was controlling a black giant axe and hitting a white bone hammer about the size of a meter. The person who controlled the white bone hammer was the Beast King Valley Bao Tianming.

The leaders of these four forces actually used high-level Tongxuan Lingbao, which really made some casual cultivators ashamed. They looked at the low-level Tongxuan Lingbao in their hands, and even lost the courage to go forward to fight.

With a whoosh.

Just as the three of them were slightly stunned, Leopard Tianming, wearing a golden beast robe, shook his figure and rushed towards the golden cauldron. The speed was so fast that only a golden afterimage could be seen in the distance.

"Hmph, Fellow Taoist Bao Tianming is very anxious." Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed in front of Bao Tianming. It was Bai Huaqi's Tianhan Sword.

Bao Tianming seemed to be ready, and directly controlled the giant white bone hammer to block the Tianhan Sword. Then, a huge black figure flew from a distance, but was also blocked by a red bone shield.

"Hehe, fellow Taoist, don't worry." Lu Jiangnan of Tianyuan Palace said coldly. At the same time, a blue ice cone suddenly ejected from the blue gourd, which seemed to be similar to the ice cone used by a low-level Qi training man.

When he saw these ice cones, Leopard Tianming didn't dare to be careless. After a roar towards the sky, his body suddenly swelled, and a golden glow flashed around his body, and it turned into a ferocious monster with a height of about a meter, with a leopard head and human body, carrying golden spiritual patterns on his body.

Immediately afterwards, while approaching the golden cauldron less than 100 feet, it quickly bombarded several golden fist shadows, shattering the ice cones. Then it stretched out its big hand and grabbed the small cauldron that was close at hand.

"The barbarian god changes in the Beast King Valley?" Lu Jiangnan said with his eyes condensed.

Whoosh, a sound of breaking through the air.

A huge finger about meter long and the size of a bucket suddenly appeared in front of Bao Tianming, and turned violently towards him, emitting a shocking pressure.

"Xian Gu Sect's Athletic Art? Humph!" Bao Tianming's face flashed with a ferocious look, and he clenched his fist with one hand and bombarded the huge fingers. His other hand continued to grab the golden cauldron.

Swish.

The surrounding temperatures were as hot as a flaming giant sword, more than half a meter long, shaped like waves, bombarded the golden cauldron, looking powerful.

"Qian Lie Slash?" Bao Tianming showed a solemn look on his face, but his eyes lit up, and golden spiritual patterns gathered behind him. Just as he was about to use his body to force Qian Lie Slash, his eyes suddenly twitched.

An illusory figure appeared above his head at some point, looking like a white dress and white hair. He was stretching out his big light golden hand and slapped at the golden cauldron.

"No, don't move the God King's Art!" At first Bao Tianming planned to fight desperately, but so many attacks combined, although it could be seen that everyone did not use their full strength, he was not so arrogant that he could be one-on-three.

Before he finished speaking, Bao Tianming's body flashed with golden light and quickly floated backwards. Several attacks were intertwined near the golden cauldron, and a huge roar burst out, and a huge sun rose up.

Almost at the same time, with a few whizzes heard, a few figures rushed up around the altar again. The four of them immediately narrowed their eyes. They were the old monster Qianming, Wushan boy, Wu Minyin Zhu, and a young man in black.

Four or five casual cultivators appeared diagonally opposite, one of whom was wearing a purple shirt and a silver mask on his face. Hongyi's figure was not far away, and Wu Xuan, the eldest prince of the Southern Region Kingdom, was also in it. (This chapter ended)

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