"You, you can't kill me! I'm the grandson of the Immortal Qi Spirit Heaven Elder, kill me, my grandfather will know, he won't let you go." He'll definitely avenge me!" Zhongli said in a trembling voice.

However, as if he hadn't heard Zhongli's words, Ye Feng raised his right hand in a calm expression. He pointed to the sky, then slowly moved down, his fingertips moving little by little towards Zhongli.

"Apocalypse. ”

Nightblade murmured softly. The voice was very soft, but in Zhongli's ears, it was like five thunderbolts.

As the grandson of the Immortal Realm Qi Lingtian Elder, since he was a child, he had seen many scenes of geniuses in the sect crossing the Heavenly Tribulation. Every time the Heavenly Tribulation appeared, he felt chills and fear, and an irresistible feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. Now, looking at the scene around him and listening to the two words in Ye Feng's mouth, Zhongli suddenly weakened his legs and knelt there, like a snake that had been sucked out of the bones.

Rumble!

Thunder and lightning fell, like a silver-white javelin, slashing at Zhongli. Under this thunderbolt, Zhongli, who gave up all resistance, will definitely die!

However, just as this thunderbolt was about to slash at Zhongli's body, an emerald green cloud-shaped jade pendant floated out from the center of Zhongli's eyebrows, turning into a nine-layer cloud, protecting Zhongli in the center.

The furious thunder and lightning slashed at the seemingly gentle clouds, but it was completely resisted without hurting Zhongli in the slightest!

This was given to him by his grandfather, who was an elder, before Zhongli left the Immortal Realm. Obviously, this jade pendant was the last life-saving thing that Zhongli's grandfather gave him.

"Is this your last life-saving weapon?" Ye Feng's eyes were cold and without any fluctuations, he raised his foot and took a step forward.

With this step, Ye Feng's momentum rose all over his body, and the thunder in the sky was much thicker, with a hint of purple emerging. The name of this step is called One Step to the Sky. This step is the first step in the battle witch and the heavenly step!

"You may have forgotten that there is not just one thunderbolt in the Apocalypse. Ye Feng said coldly, his fingers pressed down again.

Boom! Boom!

In the deafening thunder, several, dozens, hundreds of thunderbolts cleaved down from the dark clouds, and continued to bombard the nine-layer clouds, the splitting nine-layer clouds continued to tremble, and the outermost first layer of clouds, under the continuous bombardment of this violent thunder and lightning, finally became illusory, bang, and shattered.

This sound, like ringing in the bell, made him tremble again. If he had died just now, he would have felt better, but now looking at the thunder in the sky and the clouds protecting him beside him, Zhongli had the feeling of watching death come towards him with his own eyes.

This feeling made Zhongli's consciousness a little blurred, making him unconsciously beg for mercy, and all kinds of disdainful pleas came out of his mouth.

"Is there still an eighth layer? Even if Ye Mou can't fully exert the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Vision. However, this is still a catastrophe. Under the catastrophe, how can there be anything that can last forever? Don't you break it for me! Break it! Break it!"

Ye Feng spat out three broken words in his mouth, and took three steps forward in a row with a step into the sky. The fingers retracted and clenched into fists.

Rumble!!!

In the dark clouds, the thunder and lightning with a hint of purple intent roared down, bombarding the second layer of clouds as if it were about to destroy the world!

Boom, boom, boom!!

Under the power of this thunder, the second layer of clouds did not resist for long before it shattered with a thud, and then, the third and fourth layers of clouds also shattered. Nine layers of clouds, now there are only five layers left!

This astonishing result didn't seem to be very satisfying to Night Blade. He frowned, let go of his hand, and let the Eternal Night Sword float into the clouds.

"The sword leads the thunder, and the thunder becomes the sword. Heaven Killing Sword Dao, Killing Man Sword!"

Ye Feng said coldly, the thunder and lightning in the dark clouds quickly converged, turning into the appearance of a hundred-zhang long sword, and at the tip of the sword, it was the eternal night sword! After the hundred-zhang thunder and lightning long sword condensed, Ye Feng reached into a sword finger and slashed downward.

"Killing Sword, cut it open for me!"

The Hundred Thunderbolt Sword slashed down with Ye Feng's movements, cutting through the sky, instantly slashing at the remaining five layers of clouds.

Bang!

A cracking sound sounded, and the lightning sword and the fifth-layer cloud only touched for a moment before it broke open, causing the sword to slam down!

"Break it again!"

Bang!

The thunder and lightning sword disappeared in dozens of zhang, and with the disappearance of these dozens of zhang, the thunder and lightning sword pressed down again, cutting through another layer of clouds!

"Go on!"

Bang!

It disappeared again, and at the same time, a layer of clouds broke open.

"Eighth floor, give me pieces!"

The entire Thunderbolt Sword disappeared completely, leaving only the Eternal Night Sword Body. But at the same time as these thunderbolts disappeared, the Eternal Night Sword slashed down again, causing the eighth layer of clouds to make a crisp cracking sound.

Bang!

The eighth layer of clouds shattered in response!

At this point, there are nine layers of clouds, and only the last layer remains!

When Ye Feng was about to make persistent efforts to break through this last layer of clouds, the emerald green cloud-shaped jade pendant was shocked, and a light and shadow rushed out of the jade pendant, manifesting into an old man, and said: "Can this little Taoist friend be merciful and let my grandson go?"

"Grandpa......" Zhongli lay on the ground, first startled, then ecstatic, shouting, "Grandpa help me kill them!"

"Is that Immortal Qi Lingtian elder?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, looked at the old man coldly, and did not say anything.

"Can you let my grandson go?" The old man's face was expressionless, this was just a wisp of divine sense, but standing there, it made it impossible for ten thousand thunderbolts in the air to get close!

"Your grandson killed a certain Taoist in the night. This hatred is not shared!" Nine Ice Flames appeared in Ye Feng's left hand, and one of the three flames in the center of his eyebrows suddenly disappeared, turning into a crimson flame floating above Ye Feng's right hand. It was the Nine Days of Incineration.

"You must kill my grandson, there is no room for negotiation?" The old man was still expressionless, but he took a step, and the coercion came out through his body, and the mountain-like dark clouds in the sky of the impact were scattered a little!

Sou!

Without waiting for the old man to finish speaking, Ye Feng made a direct move, even if he was facing the Immortal Qi Lingtian Elder, even if the other party's cultivation was far beyond his own, he was not afraid.

As the night front rushed out, the thunder in the sky converged again, like a pillar of light, roaring and slashing towards the old man.

At the same time, Ye Feng suddenly clasped his hands together, slamming the Nine Shadows Ice Flame in his left hand and the Nine Heavens Incineration Flame in his right hand towards the center, and he drank in his mouth: "Yang is extremely hot, Yin is extremely flame, the sword melts Yin and Yang, and turns into Yan!"

As the words fell, the flames of the two diametrically opposed attributes were like water and milk, and they suddenly merged together, and the pale blue and crimson on it flowed interactively, and the mystery was abnormal.

After fusing the two flames, Ye Feng kept pinching his hands, and then suddenly pointed to the old man in front of him, and shouted violently: "One Yang Burning Mountain!"

Shout!

Yan, which fused with two flames, flew towards the old man, turning into a finger on the way, and the tip of the finger pointed directly at the center of the old man's eyebrows.