Ye Zhong absorbed and refined the essence blood of the twelve elders, and his strength gained a very terrifying increase. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

His body swelled a little, but it wasn't as exaggerated as the elders, and it was still within a bearable range. The black robe on his body danced without the wind, and when the sleeves were waved, it seemed that a pure power leaked out uncontrollably.

That's a sign that the strength has reached its peak, and it could break through at any time.

Ye Zhong was a saint-level powerhouse before he broke through, and if he went up, he was a god-level. But in the land of the four directions, there was no god-level powerhouse as early as a thousand years ago.

Could it be that Ye Zhong would really become the first person from the Nanxuan Continent to step into the Divine Domain in thousands of years?

Wuxian watched his momentum continue to rise, and his face couldn't help but feel a little more worried.

Looking around, there are still disciples of the Twelfth Branch on the field at this moment, the dean of the Twelfth Branch, Ye Liufeng and himself can fight with him.

The disciples of the Twelve Branches are the foundation of the Ye family's martial arts inheritance, and they must not be allowed to take risks.

In other words, there are only twelve deans, Ye Liufeng still has himself, and he can fight.

The combat strength of so many of them, defeating an ordinary saint-level powerhouse, although it is a little difficult, is not impossible to do.

But Ye Zhong's current cultivation seems to have broken through to the holy level, and there is a faint trend of entering the god level, and the gap between the god level and the holy level cannot be filled by the accumulation of people.

What's more, with the strength of the twelve deans, the power that they have combined to exert basically represents the top level of the Ye family. If even they didn't have a chance of defeating Ye Zhong, then it would be useless to send more people, and it would only make more people die in vain.

"God-level...... Is it really that scary?" Ye Liufeng looked up at Ye Zhong in the air, his eyes were a little confused, and he muttered to himself.

Then his eyes returned to clarity, with a hint of confidence and stubbornness.

Even if Ye Zhong reached the god level, he would not admit defeat easily, and the Ye family would definitely not be destroyed in his hands!

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Ye Zhong landed from the air to the ground, he absorbed the essence blood of the twelve elders, and the elders had absorbed the essence blood of so many cold-faced strangers before, which was equivalent to him absorbing the essence blood of all of them alone, in such a short period of time, he had no way to completely digest and absorb them and convert them into his own power, all the energy could not be dredged in his body, and he was blocked together and rampaged.

In a very short period of time, he was promoted from the saint level to the god level, and for him, the pain was stronger than the sense of achievement.

"You, who is going to fight?" he squeezed a few words out of his throat, his face was pale, with an unusually terrifying hideous feeling.

The amount of energy he can absorb has reached a limit, and those that can no longer be absorbed can only be volatilized through a catharsis.

And fighting, is undoubtedly the best choice.

With every step he took, the ground stirred with a loud noise.

When the disciples of the Twelve Branches saw him in such a terrifying appearance, they only felt that their scalps were numb, and they fell backwards again and again, and their eyes were full of deep fear.

Ye Liufeng and Wu Wu were protected in front of everyone.

At this time, they should be allowed to face it.

Ye Liufeng pulled out the Yue Ying Sword, and the snowy long sword trembled slightly, making a thunderous sound, breaking through the sky.

This is his sword intent, and it is also his determination that cannot be flinched!

Wuxian didn't say anything, his face was very calm, as if what was standing in front of them was not a peerless master who was about to step into the god level, but just an ordinary person. But in her hand, she was clutching the white feather tightly, and golden flames had already emerged from one end.