Chapter 607: One Thought Ascends to Immortal and One Thought Becomes Fan

But Li Qinglian doesn't have the energy to care about this now, so it's better to think about how to save her life in the aftermath of the terrifying battle between the two!

The two of them fought more and more fiercely, and now in the endless chaos of collapse, it was even more difficult to see the figures of the two of them, and they were all shrouded in endless immortals.

Under the toppling, even the slightest trace of battle aftermath that flew out was enough to collapse the void.

From time to time, bright red blood droplets fell to the ground, and the scorching heat contained in them melted the earth and stones into crimson magma.

It was Ye Wangyu's blood, and a single drop of blood contained such terrifying power, which showed the strength of each.

However, at this moment, a figure surrounded by vast smoke fell from the sky and slammed into it, and the terrifying vibration seemed to turn the sea of stars over.

I saw Ye Wangyu lying in the huge pit, his body was in tatters, his body was full of golden-red spears, and the speed of wound healing was getting slower and slower.

The momentum like a rainbow just now is now more like a frosted eggplant, and it is extremely sluggish.

From time to time, he coughed up black-red blood in his mouth, with a taste of silence.

However, I saw that Wang Hai, who was standing horizontally in the void, was still immortal, as a world immortal body, he was not injured, and all the immortal elements came from the deity above the thirty-three heavens!

It's just that the immortal yuan will eventually be exhausted, and now Wang Hai's figure is much weaker than just now, but it is still overwhelming.

In the battle just now, Ye Wangyu's body didn't know how many times it was shattered, and not everyone could follow the immortal method of powering the world.

Even if it is an immortal body, there is a limit to blood rebirth, there is no real immortal body in this world, even the Great Dao will decay, who can be called truly immortal?

I saw Wang Hai said with a touch of indifference in his eyes: "After all, if you don't step on the immortal road, you will never know the difference between immortals and mortals, like cloud mud!"

"You are very strong! strong and terrifying, in terms of mortal body, it is the extreme, but you are not as good as me! You will eventually be wiped out, but unfortunately, you have chosen the wrong opponent!" Wang Hai said condescendingly, with contempt in his eyes.

He is strong, he is strong, and I am immortal!

At this moment, Fang Huaijiu had a look of loss in his eyes, the expectation in his eyes slowly dissipated, the myth was not known to anyone who could break it, the immortal body of the world was in these three thousand realms, it was almost an unsolvable myth......

"After all, it is still impossible to escape death...... Jiang Ning bit his lower lip and said, and even regretted his hesitation in the star dome at the beginning, otherwise, things could be two things......

I saw Li Qinglian naked, covered with blood and mud, struggling to crawl out of the endless earth and rocks.

Spit out a mouthful of black mud and said to Ye Wangyu from afar: "Don't play, something is wrong, solve it as soon as possible, so as not to have too many dreams at night!"

Wang Hai was not taken seriously at all in his words, and Wang Haiqi's seven tricks were smoking? Stop playing? Is the big war just a joke? Solve it as soon as possible? Solve whom?

Can't you see the current situation? Ye Wangyu's immortal body has reached its limit, and he has long been exhausted, and he looks like he will drive the crane west at any time, under such circumstances, Li Qinglian actually said such a thing? Really......

I saw Ye Wangyu spit out a mouthful of blood foam, struggling to stand up, his eyes still empty and indifferent......

"What is the difference between immortals...... Oh, ridiculous, what about immortals? What about mortals? All for seekers, for immortals and mortals, it is only a thought!"

Ye Wangyu muttered, looked at Wang Hai, and said coldly: "Self-righteous guy, I didn't want to be like this, but you forced me!"

A terrifying killing intent to the limit was frantically emanated, and the dark eyes like knives narrowed, only to see Ye Wangyu say coldly at this moment: "Ascend to immortal!"

"Boom!"

As soon as the words fell, a boundless momentum erupted wildly with Ye Wangyu as the center, and in an instant, a boundless immortal flame rose around his body.

It was the most brilliant color in the world, and the fairy spears pierced in the flesh and blood all shattered, and the hideous wounds healed in an instant.

At this moment, all the power in his body was transformed into immortal yuan in a mysterious way, and the immortal light that came out of his body even reflected his body transparently.

A long gray hair fluttered in the wind, a tattered black robe hunted, and wisps of vast clouds were derived from his body.

For a time, the golden lotus fell from the sky, the heavenly river crossed the sky, the war drums thundered, the dragon and the phoenix roared, and all kinds of different phases that were difficult to come out of the ages were all revolving around Ye Wangyu's body.

It was as if at this moment, the avenue was congratulating him.

I saw that Ye Wangyu's body was becoming more and more ethereal, and the fairy light was becoming more and more intense, as if the whole person was about to disappear into the world out of thin air.

Above the sky, there is a huge and boundless fairy gate phantom projection, like real and illusory, inside the fairy gate, it is a prosperous scene, representing all the beauty!

It was the first day of the Thirty-third Heaven Emperor Huang Zengtian, who saw a stone platform slowly flying out of the immortal gate, spanning endless distances, taking the virtual as the real, and slowly flying towards Ye Wangyu.

It is to welcome Sendai, since ancient times, those who step on Sendai have obtained immortal bodies, entered immortal positions, and become immortals!

Everyone was dumbfounded, and looked at Ye Wangyu one by one in a daze, this scene that only appeared in the legend was so real that it happened in front of them!

The thirty-three heavens appeared, breaking the gap between the immortals and the mortals, and descending to Sendai! Is this Ye Wangyu going to soar in the daytime?

Xue Zhonglian was also stunned, there was still a touch of sluggishness in her beautiful eyes, how could she not have thought that this sudden killing of the people in the audience, without saying a word, would actually soar in the day?

This is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that he actually relied on his own strength to summon the Thirty-Three Heavens without the slightest external object.

You must know that this is the Three Thousand Dao Realm! It's not a flood of wilderness! In this world, there are still people who can reach this step with their own strength, this is no longer a matter of Tianzi, how much demon does it have to be to reach this step?

This scene, Xue Zhonglian has forgotten how long he hasn't seen it, thinking about the prosperity of the world, the day is not a few, the prosperity of the triumphant song, the fairy light is like rain.

But after the catastrophe, I can never see it again, only leaving endless memories, but today I will see the scene of welcoming immortals again, stepping on Yingsendai, and since then I have been separated by immortals!

This is the dream of many people who have fought for it all their lives, and today, someone has done it!

Yingxiantai slowly fell, and at this moment, everyone gasped!

I saw that there was a rusty iron sword in the center of Yingxiantai, which was mixed with yuan!

The iron sword has no grid, and the sword body is nailed into the Yingxian platform, and there are gaps on the blade, and there are already many places where the blade is curled, like a saw blade.

What a terrible battle it had to take to be able to use a sword like this? It was covered with rust, as if it would be scattered by the wind at the touch of it.

"Zheng!"

At this moment, the iron sword nailed to the Yingxian platform seemed to feel Ye Wangyu's breath, and let out a piercing sword sound, as if telling the excitement of reunion after a long absence.

This is Ye Wangyu's sword! a sword that was inserted into Yingxian Tai three thousand years ago!