Hundreds of spiritual artifacts floated in the air, dotted with stars.

For a while, there was silence in the field, and the needle drop could be heard.

Whether it was the Ji clan warriors and tribesmen, or Ye Nantian's subordinates, they were all dumbfounded, as if they had received some strong visual impact, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

And the smile on Ji Yuanhao's face also froze instantly, replaced by horror that was difficult to hide.

"Shhh

After more than half a minute, Ji Yuanhao reacted, gasped, and exclaimed, "What...... How is it possible?Ye Beichen, where did you get so many top-level spiritual weapons, did you loot the treasure troves of the major sects?!"

Because of extreme surprise, his voice trembled incomparably, and he no longer had the heroic posture of the previous majesty.

Ye Fan heard this, but he didn't answer, but revealed the mysterious Xiong Rong.

"Huh, that's not right!"

Suddenly, Ji Yuanhao seemed to have discovered something, gritted his teeth and said, "These are the spiritual weapons of the Demon Dao!"

"The White Bone Death Arrow! The White Bone Divine Monarch refined, both hurting the body and breaking the soul, among the martial artists below the heavenly rank, immediately destroyed the form and gods. ”

"Ghost Eye Poison Needle! The treasure of the Yin Ghost Sect Zhenzong, the cold and poisonous qi in the lungs of the earth is bitterly refined, and it is in harmony with the host's heart, and the black light flashes slightly when it is released, and it immediately disappears, hurting people secretly, like a shadow, and then through the use of evil methods, it will turn into an invisible and silent poisonous gas, and it will enter immediately, and it will be poisonous and sinister!"

If it is ignited, it will emit a fragrance, and when the strong smell it, they will definitely get drunk and kill people invisibly!"

"Seven Absolute Black Dog Nails! The magic weapon refined by the Five Ghost Heavenly Kings has the sound of ten thousand dogs barking in unison, the outer layer is a black light, but the inside is wrapped in a dark red nail-shaped red shadow, which is the most vicious magic weapon in the cult, specializing in defiling magic weapons and flying swords!"

Ji Yuanhao told the origin of these spiritual weapons like a few treasures, but in the end, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, and his vest was completely soaked with cold sweat.

He really didn't know where Ye Fan got so many demonic spirit weapons, but if these spirit weapons really exploded by themselves, the terrifying power would definitely be able to break through Jin Lian's defenses and even blow him up to the ground.

And Ye Fan's heart was full of joy.

These spiritual artifacts were naturally obtained from the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

The emperor has no intention of holding a conference of ten thousand immortals, and in the name of the wedding banquet, he will make a lot of money, if any sect does not offer the treasure of the Zhenzong, Ao Lie will kill him.

After that, in Ao Lie's space ring, most of the spiritual weapons of the Demon Dao were gathered, but before these treasures could be warmed up, Ye Fan was born, opened a killing ring, killed Ao Lie and won the ring.

I had no intention of making a thousand calculations, but I didn't expect to make a wedding dress for Ye Fan.

The next moment, Ye Fan looked at Ji Yuanhao who was shrouded in the golden lotus, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Ji Yuanhao, isn't your 'Heavenly Lotus Leaf' very powerful?

After that, Ye Fan used his divine sense to communicate with those spiritual weapons.

Strictly speaking, Ye Fan didn't get the recognition of these spiritual weapons at all, and he couldn't exert his greatest power.

But now, in the most simple and crude way, he forcibly urged the spirit weapons to self-destruct, and even if these spirit weapons had spiritual intelligence, they could not resist.

The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die!

......

The nearest more than ten spiritual weapons took the lead in flying towards the golden lotus, although the speed was not fast, but it contained the aura of silence and slaughter.

"Boom Boom Boom !!"

Almost at the same time, these spiritual weapons slammed on the golden lotus leaves, and exploded at the same time, as if they were setting off fireworks, and the monstrous spiritual power contained in the spiritual weapons suddenly burst out, intertwined, and the power increased geometrically, and it seemed that it had surpassed the limit that the lotus leaves could carry.

No matter how the golden lotus leaf discharges its strength, after all, there are many forces that cannot be eliminated, and there are many big holes in the lotus leaves, no matter how Ji Yuanhao urges his internal strength, he can't make up for it.

If this trend continues, there is no need for a hundred spiritual weapons to explode themselves, maybe only fifty or sixty pieces can completely destroy the lotus leaves and cause a heavy blow to Ji Yuanhao.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Ye Fan urged those spiritual weapons one after another.

Seeing this scene, Ji Yuanhao was almost about to vomit blood, and at the same time was shocked by Ye Fan's extravagance and loser.

Such a precious spiritual weapon, even if a heavenly powerhouse obtains it, it will be regarded as a treasure and will not be used easily.

How could anyone like Ye Fan treat spiritual weapons as a one-time trial item!

"Ye Beichen, stop it!" Ji Yuanhao shouted frantically, his heart was extremely flustered.

Ji Yuanhao, as the young master of the Xuanyuan Ji clan, is definitely a fighter among the rich and handsome, but he has never seen such a "burning money flow" style of play!

However, Ye Fan completely ignored his shouting, hearty, at this moment, he really realized that those local tyrants spent a lot of money and spent a lot of money*!

People throw money, he smashes spiritual weapons, and they smash you to death!

Rich, capricious!

This Tmd is so cool!

......

In front of the Ji Palace.

Ji Changhe, who was standing on the golden chariot, was naturally anxious when he saw that his son was like a turtle in an urn, and he had suffered such a terrifying bombardment.

He didn't hesitate, and scolded the remaining elites around him: "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you come with me to rescue Yuan Hao!"

The next moment, Ji Changhe led the army to charge, his murderous anger boiling, and he wanted to cut Ye Fan with a thousand knives.

Looking at this surging army, a look of disdain appeared on Ye Fan's face, and he said lightly:

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Ye Fan's heart moved, and another spiritual weapon carried the power of destroying the world and blasted towards the army.

"It's not good, everyone disperse!" Ji Changhe said in a loud voice.

The surrounding elites of the Ji clan scattered in all directions, and they were one step too late after all.

"Boom Rumble Rumble......"

The spirit weapon exploded by itself, and a deafening sound came, and the violent energy contained in it was like a volcanic eruption, earth-shattering.

Half a minute later, when the smoke cleared, I saw that at the core of the explosion, all those Ji elites were blown into powder, and the world evaporated, and there were not even bones left.

The only one that survived was the Jichang River.

In Ji Changhe's hand, he held a bronze ancient lamp, which bloomed with a bright light, enveloping his body, as if he was wearing a sacred battle coat, and there was a little more holy aura in it.

From afar, it looks like a god descending into the mortal world, otherworldly.

There is no doubt that the bronze ancient lamp in Ji Changhe's hand is the top one even among the many spiritual weapons.

"Hmph! The vitality is quite tenacious, I think you can resist a few times!"

Ye Fan said, turning the spiritual weapon into a grenade and a barrel of explosives, and threw seven or eight pieces one after another.

Under such a high-intensity explosion, the bronze ancient lamp could not resist at all, and soon the brilliance became more and more dim until it was extinguished and fell apart.

"Poof!"

Under the induction of the qi machine, Ji Changhe's blood sprayed wildly, his face turned pale, obviously he was not lightly injured, and he didn't care about his son's safety, so he fled in the direction of the palace in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Ye Fan did not pursue it, but used it for two purposes, controlling the spiritual weapon to bombard the golden lotus leaf beside Ji Yuanhao, and controlling the spiritual weapon to smash towards the magnificent palace in the distance.

The palace built by the Xuanyuan Ji clan has stood for thousands of years, and there are many mysterious formations carved around.

However, even the builder of the palace would not have imagined that someone would be so extravagant and attack it by the way of a spiritual weapon self-destructing.

For a time, the mountains collapsed and the earth cracked, the sun and the moon were dark, and the heavens and the earth shook, as if an apocalyptic catastrophe had occurred.

The Ji warriors and other members of the primitive tribe could not stop any powerful offensive at all, so they could only dodge in embarrassment.

Rao is like this, there are still hundreds of people, who died tragically in the self-explosion of the spirit weapon, and were directly blown to ashes.

"Boom ......"

After another quarter of an hour, the magnificent palaces crumbled, and everywhere they were in ruins.

A thousand years ago, Afang Palace, known as the "first palace in the world", was finally burned by a fire and burned to the ground.

Now, the palace of the Xuanyuan Ji clan was destroyed by Ye Fan.

For a while, the aura of despair spread in the hearts of many members of the Ji clan.

"Click!"

At this moment, a crisp sound came, which was particularly abrupt in the silence.

The golden lotus leaf that protected Ji Yuanhao finally shattered and fell apart.