"This must be the last layer, I feel the existence of a treasure inside!"

Just when Ye Fan was making various preparations outside, Ye Fan took Meng Yao to fetch the treasure and had already entered an unknown number of floors.

Each layer was successfully broken because of Ye Fan's strength.

Now they have come to the imperial city and underground palace that looks like a terracotta army.

Countless terracotta warriors and horses were in front of the two of them.

On top of that, there are hundreds of stone statues of ancient warlords inside.

All of them are full of eerie atmospheres.

You know, none of them are simple things.

"It seems that the danger here is still very terrifying!" Ye Fan said after looking around.

"What should we do!?Is the treasure really in front of us!?" Meng Yao asked aloud.

"Well, yes, unless it's a trick!"

Ye Fan walked towards step by step,

"Be careful! there must be danger!" Meng Yao said very worriedly.

"With me here, what else do you have to worry about!

Ye Fan didn't take these things to heart at all.

He had faced an existence that was even more terrifying than the one he was now.

What are these in front of you!!

"Oh!"

After going through so much, Meng Yao now completely regards Ye Fan as her own.

As long as Ye Fan says something, she will do it.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, there was an amazing explosion.

Then a huge weapon landed directly from the sky and landed on the ground.

"Go back! if you go any further, your lives will be all answered here!" the weapon said suddenly.

"Hmm!?Martial Spirit!"

Ye Fan was a little surprised, he didn't expect that a martial spirit would appear in this place.

Martial spirit is the spirit of the weapon into the spirit.

This kind of martial spirit is very powerful, and when he approves of people, the person who uses his weapon can burst out with great power.

Destroy everything around.

"What! you're surprised!" Wu Ling said aloud.

"Of course, I really didn't expect that there would be martial spirits on the earth! after all, this place is too backward!" Ye Fan said his reason.

"I see!"

"Okay! Now that you know that I am a martial spirit, then you know how powerful I am! Get out! Don't let me kill you! In this case, you will lose a lot!" said the martial spirit.

"Hehe! I'm just surprised! You really think we're afraid of you!" Ye Fan said with a sneer.

"You dare to laugh at me! You look down on me!"

As long as everyone comes here, everyone will be afraid of him.

Only after Ye Fan in front of him came here, he actually mocked.

It simply made his mood explode now.

He only has one idea now, and that is to dismantle Ye Fan into eight pieces.

"Hehe! Because your quality is the worst! My martial spirit is more powerful than you, I don't know how many thousands of times!"

Ye Fan was telling the truth.

Even if it wasn't used by Ye Fan personally, he would have killed tens of thousands of demon gods in seconds.

The turtle used Ye Fan's natal weapon.

It is also his top ten masters of fighting. The weapons used by the ten main gods.

A weapon that is so powerful that it is perverted.

In the upper realm, as long as anyone heard Ye Fan's weapon, almost all of them had to kneel down.

When they faced Ye Fan, they were also like rats crossing the street.

Hide as much as you can.

"In front of me, say big things! It's good! Let you pretend! I'll let you know I'm good first!"

As he spoke, the weapon was suddenly gone.

His spiritual power increased greatly.

A spirit man appeared beside the halberd.

"If you don't have someone to match with you, you just rely on your strength! You can't exert your full strength!" Seeing that Wu Ling came out to do it himself, Ye Fan persuaded him.

"Oh, I don't have to!"

Wu Ling seemed to be very confident in his own strength, and he came up to refute Ye Fan's words.

Ye Fan shook his head and said, "It seems that you haven't been beaten, you don't know how heavenly you are, right! I'll send you to the West Heaven now!"

Faced with Wu Ling's arrogance, Ye Fan stood up.

He doesn't mind using his fists to teach him to be a martial spirit.

"Hard mouth!"

Wu Ling roared, and then blasted towards Ye Fan.

His speed is terrifying, I don't know how many times faster than lightning.

"Die!

Wu Ling used his halberd to slash towards Ye Fan fiercely.

Such a great power!

Boom...

The surroundings were also shattered by the aftermath of such a terrifying force.

Astound!

Meng Yao, who saw this scene, was all shocked.

"Oh my God, is it just a martial spirit that is so powerful!?"

After Meng Yao spoke, her eyes fell on Ye Fan's body again, she was very worried about Ye Fan now, after all, such an attack was too powerful.

It's not something that ordinary strong people can deal with at all.

Even if Ye Fan is so strong, it is very difficult to deal with.

After all, what Ye Fan is facing now is nothing more than a martial spirit.

In other words, you can't kill him in ordinary ways.

Under normal circumstances, the Spirit of Weapons can only be sealed.

Not to mention killing.

"Don't worry! I'm awakened watching my performance!"

Ye Fan didn't care very much, and his body was also shooting towards the martial spirit.

Then there was a scene that surprised Meng Yao, that is, Ye Fan's body was extremely fast.

Martial Spirit's attack couldn't catch up with Ye Fan at all.

"Damn, you boy, don't run if you have a kind, confront me, are you afraid of me!"

Wu Ling roared at Ye Fan.

He is now angry with Ye Fan.

He couldn't move Ye Fan at all, but Ye Fan kept playing with him, like bullying a child.

Don't be too angry!

"Hehe! I can only say that your speed is too slow! Why do you want me to deal with you for your own problems! I just need to consume you to death now!" Ye Fan said angrily.

"You !!!"

Wu Ling was even more angry.

He frantically attacked Ye Fan, but all of them failed,

In front of Ye Fan, he was really like a child.

I don't have the ability to fight back at all.

"Alright! Look at your dissatisfied! Okay! I'll just confront you head-on now!

Look at me! I'll make you doubt your life!"

As he spoke, Ye Fan came out with a free hand.

He has runes on his hands that no one else can understand.

But it was this kind of rune that made Wu Ling's face change greatly.

"Impossible! This is a spirit killing! How can you be a spirit killing!"

Soul Kill!

It's a martial art that has been lost in ancient times!

Such a martial skill will kill the spirit of the weapon!

As long as the strength of the martial spirit is not comparable, then it will be killed by the user of the spirit killing.

Even if the force value is equal, it will be tortured to the point of doubting life.

"No. Don't !!" Wu Ling screamed loudly!