In the stone hall of Mount Everest Cave, the monks around the altar were cautious, and they collected the storage bags of the fallen monks with surprise in their eyes, but most of them did not rush to the altar, but were fishing in the troubled waters outside.

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes slightly around the altar, looking at the scene, but his spiritual sense was always out, guarding against attacks from other monks.

On the altar, many monks fought for the Tongxuan Spirit Treasure, but often three or four people did not grab one, but were killed on the altar by others.

After all, the treasures on the altar are pulled by the power of restriction, so it is impossible to absorb them at will. Even if they are caught on it, it will take a short time to isolate the restriction gravity before collecting them. However, they are usually killed on the spot by monks who are like wolves and tigers around them.

Such a scene made some people dare not get too close to the treasure and had to keep fighting. Only when the number of people in the field decreased, the remaining real strong people had the opportunity to collect the treasure.

In the middle of the altar, the golden cauldron was surrounded by figures of the Path, staring at them one by one, but they did not dare to act recklessly. Even people from the four major forces seemed to find it difficult to control the situation.

At this moment, the old man with a young face flashed a white light around his body and shot towards the golden cauldron. This scene seemed to have become the fuse for everyone to take action, and they attacked or rushed forward.

Strangely, the old man with a baby face suddenly showed a strange smile on his face. He did not resist the attacks of everyone, but retreated violently, but everyone started fighting.

Whether these people are casual cultivators or leaders of all forces, who are not the most meticulous and meticulous person, they immediately understood the intention of the old monster Qian Ming. They just didn't want to delay and guide everyone to take action.

Although everyone knew it, no one stopped because of this, attacked each other, or rushed towards the golden cauldron, blocked each other and attacked each other.

Ye Fei looked at the chaotic scene and couldn't help but frown. If he went up in such an occasion, he would probably not be able to withstand the attacks of the crowd. The remaining living people were definitely top-notch people, and the casual cultivators around the altar had no courage to rush towards the altar.

Suddenly, Wu Xuan, the eldest prince of the Capital Imperial City, raised his eyebrows. A blue gourd above his head turned, and a blue light curtain burst out to cover it, and then rushed towards the golden cauldron.

Even in this scene, four or five nearby attacks were exchanged for the four or five attacks. Although the people who took the attack were all top-notch, they did not seem to have used all their strength. The blue light curtain around Wu Xuan just shook slightly and turned into an ice layer. They blocked several attacks.

Not far away from the opposite side, Bai Huaqi resisted the attacks of everyone and grabbed the golden cauldron, but in the same way, he received several attacks around him. However, everyone seemed to understand that even if they rushed forward, as long as they did not touch the golden cauldron, there would not be too much danger of life, because in order to preserve their strength, the people around them could not take full advantage of their efforts, and anyone would be careful.

A bang!

Suddenly, a violent explosion came out, and the blue light curtain around Wu Xuan suddenly exploded and it seemed that someone had taken all his strength. Someone controlled a golden spear and cut through the blue light curtain.

"Not good!" Wu Xuan's face changed immediately, and he retreated.

Whoosh.

A gray scimitar blocked Wu Xuan's way. In the dilemma, three or four attacks fell down. Wu Xuan's face changed wildly. Although the power of the subsequent attacks was average, they could not easily resist them together.

With a grim look, Wu Xuan raised his hand and looked far away in the air. The blue gourd suddenly spewed out a rich blue light curtain like a solid, protecting it around. With a loud rumbling sound, he barely blocked everyone's attacks.

The gray scimitar that blocked the road was blocked by a shield. Wu Xuan couldn't help but step back several steps, and it seemed that he was also taking full advantage, but Wu Xuan didn't have time to see who the owner of the scimitar was.

Because the golden spear that had been shot out suddenly turned around and shot back, and stabbed Wu Xuan hard in the chest. Judging from the momentum, he was definitely trying his best to kill someone.

The blue gourd turned and blurred, blocking Wu Xuan, and narrowly escaped. But before Wu Xuan could breathe a sigh of relief, the gray scimitar had already bypassed the shield and appeared in front of him.

Almost at the same time, the other three attacks seemed to have increased their strength and bombarded Wu Xuan, looking like they were taking advantage of the situation.

Wu Xuan seemed to have smelled murderous intent, not stopping him from competing for treasures. He looked away in despair and finally, he looked at the man in purple clothes who was controlling the gray scimitar.

Faced with the attacks of so many top-notch people in the Xuan Realm, even ordinary infant transformation and great perfection would have to retreat three points. Wu Xuan showed despair and a sharp look on his face.

With a whoosh.

Instead of resisting the attacks around him, he flashed and flew towards the man in purple. Just as the attacks around him were about to fall and the scimitar and spear were about to penetrate his body, he shouted loudly: "Explode". Then he looked at the man in purple with a grim smile.

Rumble!

A violent explosion came, and everyone on the altar immediately stopped snatching the treasures, and they all used shields to block them, and their bodies protected were in a flash of inspiration.

A monk in the late stage of Infant Transformation exploded himself, and his terrifying power was definitely comparable to the power of the Great Perfection of Infant Transformation, but this power seemed to be targeted and swept towards the man in purple.

A huge ball of sun rose up, and a muffled groan was heard. The man in purple dress turned pale, and he staggered back several steps. A layer of golden light cover around him immediately broke and opened.

A golden talisman on his chest instantly lost its light. It seemed that the amulets were damaged, but fortunately the injuries were not too serious. Just such a talisman really made everyone envious.

Before the smoke and clouds were gone, everyone took action again and continued to snatch the treasure. Hongyi collected three of the five storage bags of the eldest prince. Immediately afterwards, he made a move with one hand and the golden spear appeared in the air above his head.

After looking at the man in purple clothes who collected the blue gourd treasure and the other two storage bags, Hongyi's eyes flashed with surprise. The man in purple clothes was also a little surprised. The rest of the casual cultivators were gloating and were willing to see these two men taking all their strength to disrupt the battle.

No one expected that a great prince, who was in high-level Tongxuan Lingbao and whose strength was comparable to that of the leaders of the four major forces, would actually fall under such a black hand. Ye Fei's eyes narrowed slightly in the distance, revealing a thoughtful look. He seemed to see Hongyi or a man in purple, as if he was intentionally killing Wu Xuan.

However, in such a chaotic situation, it seems normal. It may be to reduce a competitor, so Hongyi, who has a rebellious personality, took the lead. Ye Fei thought so.

"Ah!" screamed.

On the other side, a casual cultivator was destroyed by the bombardment of the crowd, and even a trace of his soul could not escape. This made the face of the boy Wushan beside him tremble.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes. He aimed at the dormant opportunity of the stone pier's jetting light column, and rushed out with a black sword in his hand. In front of him was a golden puppet opening the way.

"Looking for death, these people are on the altar, and this kid dares to go up with such cultivation. Humph, I can only look at the outside in the later stage." An old man looked at Ye Fei and said sarcastically.

With a puff.

When this person was not careful, a three-pointed warrior penetrated through Hao Ran’s chest, and then a flame ignited all over his body. Not only did anyone suddenly take action to kill him, but even the Nascent Soul fell into a confused state before he had time to escape.

Bang bang bang.

Under the bombardment of several light columns, Ye Fei finally rushed to the altar safely, but he did not join the battle group immediately. Instead, he stood on the edge of the altar and looked at the battle situation on the altar. Even Ye Fei did not take a look at a Tongxuan Ling Treasure not far away.

Rumble, after a burst of explosions, the lights and glows rose around the golden cauldron, and Yin Zhu and Wu Min both fell. I don’t know who took action. At the same time, even the old man Qian Ming, who had always been calm and experienced, looked at everyone with a pale face.

Suddenly, a white figure flashed out from the center of the explosion. Taking advantage of the unpreparedness, he grabbed the golden cauldron with one hand. Seeing this, everyone's faces changed. (This chapter ended)

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