In a moment, the Four Elephants True Spirit Shield, the light yarn magic weapon of the Ziwei Holy Maiden, almost merged with this Tai Chi Phantom.

At this time, another beam of golden heavenly thunder that had not been contained by the Pure Lotus Thunder Spirit had already shot down, instantly shooting on top of these three defensive magic weapons.

Ye Feng only felt a huge force that overwhelmed the mountains and seas, and suddenly hit the Four Elephants True Spirit Shield hard, and he could hardly help but snort.

"Bang!" A huge muffled sound suddenly burst open, and the surging thunder suddenly turned into a golden thunder flame and scattered in all directions.

Under this blow, almost all of Ye Feng's mana was exhausted, and it was fortunate that the Four Elephant True Spirit Shield had undergone the second repair and sacrifice, otherwise it was still unknown whether it could block this blow.

After the Ziwei Holy Maiden received this blow, her body trembled, and the defense of the light yarn seemed to have reached the limit, while Feiyan snorted, opened her mouth, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood, and the Taiji diagram suddenly dissipated.

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel palpitations, now that the three of them joined forces, and then there was the Pure Lotus Divine Thunder, they could barely resist the Heavenly Tribulation, if this lightning dove was unguarded, it would be almost impossible to advance.

However, before Ye Feng could show a look of joy, those scattered thunderbolts actually condensed but did not disperse, as if they had spirituality, bypassing the defense of the light yarn and the four elephant true spirit shields, and shot towards the two lightning doves again.

"Not good!"

Ye Feng suddenly exclaimed, he was just thinking about using his means, but it was already too late.

At this moment, dozens of spiritual lights shot out from behind Ye Feng one after another, turning into defensive auras, and then turning into various defensive magic weapons.

"Senior Brother Ye, don't panic, the rest of the heavenly tribulation will be handed over to us!"

With Leng Qingqiu's cold voice coming, Ye Feng hurriedly looked back, but saw that in the Terran camp, everyone sacrificed a defensive magic weapon to help Ye Feng.

It's no wonder that with Ye Feng's fame and the strength he just revealed, it happens to be what the major sects urgently need to woo, especially now that he is in danger, Ye Feng's two spirit beasts are not trivial, and now there is only the last wave of the catastrophe left, resist this wave of catastrophe, and send a favor, I'm afraid anyone will do it.

However, before Ye Feng could say anything, the remnants of the Heavenly Tribulation had already fallen with a bang, hitting those magic weapons.

"Boom..."

With a series of cracking sounds, the golden thunder suddenly scattered in all directions, these monks are outstanding monks of the major sects, and the defensive power of the magic weapons sacrificed is naturally extraordinary, especially a jasper gourd of the Seven Treasures Zhenren, and a robe of the Huizhi monk, under the great light, among the many magic weapons, it is even more conspicuous.

Although those Heavenly Tribulations were powerful, they were blocked by the Pure Lotus Thunder Spirit, and after the other was consumed by Ye Feng and Ziwei Holy Maiden, the rest of the Heavenly Tribulations were naturally not to be worried.

After less than a cup of tea, these heavenly calamities slowly dissipated.

And the Pure Lotus Thunder Spirit was in mid-air, and it also devoured all the golden heavenly tribulations, so that the lightning dove's heavenly tribulation could be regarded as a complete one.

"Thank you for your help, Ye is grateful!"

Seeing the success of the lightning dove's crossing, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned his head to the rest of the people and said.

"Ye Daoyou is polite, at this time, I am in the same boat, and it is my duty to help!"

"Speaking of which, I would like to thank Ye Daoyou, if it weren't for Ye Daoyou's spirit beasts that attracted the Heavenly Tribulation, those evil spirits might not be easy to deal with!"

At this time, the Seven Treasure Daoist and the Huizhi Monk said politely to Ye Feng one after another.

At this time, Ye Feng's strength was no longer inferior to that of the late Yuan Infant Monk, and between the words, the two of them could be described as extremely polite.

But speaking of those evil spirits, the giant evil spirit at this time is already dying, and the rest of the evil spirits don't know whether they were scared away by the catastrophe, or the leader was killed, and the dragons have no leader, and one is missing at this time.

After Ye Feng was polite to everyone, he walked to the giant evil spirit, only to see that this evil spirit had its belly turned out, lying on its back on the ground, although it still had a breath, but between a huge wound in the abdomen, the thunder light flowed inside, although there was no blood flowing out, but it was broken out by the thunder and lightning of the Pure Lotus God Thunder, which specifically restrained the evil spirit, and it was obviously unable to live for a long time.

However, Ye Feng did not let go of this evil spirit at all, and as soon as his mind moved, the phantom sword came out of his hand, and with the sound of the spell in his mouth, the phantom sword turned into a few zhang in size, and the giant sword technique was almost completed.

Seeing the speed at which Ye Feng used the giant sword technique, Leng Qingqiu and several disciples of the Sword God Sect showed a hint of surprise, the rest of them didn't understand, as disciples of the Sword God Sect, they naturally knew the most about the giant sword technique, the giant sword technique was one of the most powerful secret techniques in the sect, and it naturally took a lot of time and mana to cast it, and Ye Feng quietly finished casting the spell in a moment, not only the purity of the mana was far beyond that of ordinary monks, but the mastery of the sword technique was also rare.

But he didn't know that Ye Feng's cultivation of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect was the first sword technique in the world, and he was naturally like a fish in water when he displayed the secret technique of swordsmanship.

I saw that after the giant sword was formed, it hovered in the low air, and then shot down at the head of the giant demon.

"Boom!"

The evil spirit could even let out a scream, and the entire head was cut off, and an astonishing evil aura immediately dispersed in all directions.

And in the midst of this evil aura, a purple orb the size of a fist immediately shot out from the skull of the evil spirit, panicking and wanting to escape into the abyss on both sides.

"What is this!"

Seeing this scene, the rest of the people immediately exclaimed.

And Ye Feng seemed to have expected it, the purple small tripod had already come out of his hand, and dozens of silk threads shot out from the purple small tripod, instantly wrapping the purple beads tightly and pulling them into the small ding.

Seeing the purple bead collected by Ye Feng, the rest of the people suddenly showed a trace of envy, this purple bead, at first glance, is the demon pill of this evil spirit, or a treasure such as the natal true yuan, with the magic power of this evil spirit, this purple bead must have some unknown effect, but this evil spirit was killed by Ye Feng, and at this time, it was collected by Ye Feng, so naturally no one was playing with any ideas.

Although Ye Feng was suspicious in his heart, he quietly put away the purple small tripod on the surface.

At this time, the surrounding evil qi suddenly rolled extremely unsteadily again, and bursts of rich evil qi swept towards the vicinity.

"What's going on? Could it be that the spirits are gone?"

Seeing these condensed evil qi, there were bursts of panicked whispers.

But I saw that these evil qi actually slowly condensed on the top of the heads of the two lightning doves, and under the condensation, it didn't take a cup of tea to suddenly turn into a demon bird phantom with seven heads.