"Senior Brother Yan, I can't break your Golden Divine Armor, it's hard to defeat you! However, that doesn't mean you have the ability to kill me! You only have ten breaths left!"

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and he shook his head and said.

"Try it and you'll know!"

The cold moved instantly, and his figure shot towards Ye Chen in the distance. With a call of his hand, the huge golden magic sword emitted a golden glow that was long in length.

At the same time, Ye Chen also moved.

"Stone golem!"

Ye Chen drank lightly and waved a mid-level spell.

A huge stone golem several feet tall appeared in front of him out of thin air. The burly figure of the stone puppet was slightly clumsy, but with a strong oppressive force, he waved a pair of hard giant fists, took a big stride, and rumbled towards the bitter cold. The ground trembled with the heavy stone body.

The stone golem isn't fast or flexible, but its offensive and defensive power is quite amazing, and it can be used to contain opponents

The fierce battle between Ye Chen and Yan Han officially began.

Beyond the crater, many monks were arguing and making noise.

"Ye Chen, Yan Han, the battle between the two strongest foundation building ninth-layer cultivators of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, the top-level decisive battle, has finally begun!"

"This battle must be won by the bitter cold! The three methods of the severe cold are one, and everyone can be the enemy!"

Ye Chen was extremely proficient in the mid-level spells of various departments, and the incredible degree of control made countless disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects feel ashamed. He had cultivated at least more than a dozen mid-level spells, and if he didn't fight Yan Han head-on, he could completely hold back Yan Han. ”

"Whether it's the most severe cold, or Ye Chen's strongest, just look at it!"

The more than 100,000 monks of the Nine Great Immortal Sects who watched the battle suppressed the excitement in their hearts and stared closely at the battle in the battlefield, so as not to miss any details of the battle. The quarrel among the monks outside the valley gradually subsided

The cold figure and the stone puppet quickly approached, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than two hundred zhang away. Ye Chen was hundreds of feet behind the stone puppet, manipulating the stone puppet to kill towards the cold cold.

"Break!"

The cold roared.

The giant golden sword was covered with a layer of golden glow. Shoot at the stone golem on the other side.

Yikes!

The golden light is back at the touch of a button.

The stone golem is still running wild. He was about to swing his stone fist and smash it towards the cold cold, but the golden rays spit out by the giant golden sword were cut open like tofu and split into two halves, and the wild rush came to an abrupt end, falling to the ground with a "boom", splashing a large area of dirt.

Ye Chen didn't expect the stone puppet to withstand the cold, he just delayed time. He raised his hand and struck a pillar of thunder.

"Thunderstorm!"

A dense thunder pillar enveloped a large area in front of the severe cold.

The cold didn't pay any attention to it, and the lightning rushed into the thunderstorm area for hundreds of zhang, and rushed out of the thunderstorm area in an instant. Several violent lightning strikes struck him, but the lightning strikes actually burrowed into the ground along the golden protective layer around him and disappeared. Widespread thunderstorms are ineffective. It doesn't have any effect on the cold.

Ye Chen was taken aback, he didn't expect that the Golden God Armor could completely defend against the Thunder Method.

"Ice Wall!"

"Click", a wall of ice more than ten zhang thick appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's face became solemn, and while casting a spell, he began to retreat backwards, widening the distance between him and the cold cold.

He knew very well that the most domineering thing about the cold was hand-to-hand combat, within a distance of two hundred zhang. I'm afraid that no Foundation Building Stage monk can challenge the super-level combat power of the three methods of the Severe Cold.

His own spell control. The best thing is to consume the opponent alive at a distance of more than 200 zhang to 5600 zhang, and he has no intention of fighting with the cold at close range.

Ice wall obstacles. It was almost as thin as wing paper to the bitter cold, and it was directly torn by the golden sword.

The distance between the bitter cold and the cold is rapidly approaching.

"Wrath of the Earth!"

"Iron Vine Entanglement!"

Ye Chen slapped his palm on the ground in front of him, and an invisible and distorted vibration wave blasted in all directions.

The severe cold that was rushing towards Ye Chen was hit by this shock wave.

Yan Han suddenly felt a strong dizziness attack.

This time, the Golden Divine Armor finally failed to resist the mid-level spell of "Earth Fury", and Yan Han was stunned by the strong vibration for two moments.

Ye Chen didn't choose to attack, he didn't think that he could easily break the cold Golden God Armor.

After two breaths, Yan Han woke up from the intense dizziness and found that he had been wrapped in layers by several iron vines with thick arms drilled out of the ground, and the incomparably hard iron vines could entangle the fifth and sixth order brute force demon beasts to the ground and be unable to move.

Swish!

A golden light swirled.

Several iron vines were wound and immediately cut off by Jin Mang.

Yan Han broke free from the shackles of the iron vine, stomped on the ground, and jumped towards Ye Chen.

"Water Concealment!"

Ye Chen's figure trembled, and the figure of the "Huh" was divided into two, and the figure of the two monks flew in two different directions.

The golden light flashed in Yan Han's eyes, and the golden eye technique swept over the two figures, but he couldn't tell the real from the fake. He cursed secretly, and reluctantly chased after one of the figures. With such a blind pursuit, there is about half a chance that he can catch up with the real Ye Chen.

Burst!

Yan Han pierced the figure with a sword, only to find out that it was fake.

He turned his head to look at Ye Chen, who had already run five or six hundred zhang away on the other side, and continued to bombard him with spells.

"There are so many spells!"

I was so cold and depressed that I was going to die.

Ye Chen's spells were so many that he was speechless, all of the eight systems were cultivated, and each department had one to three sects.

When you think about it, it's an incredible thing.

Calculated in this way, Ye Chen should be the Eight Spirit Root, so that he can learn these middle-level spells to the Great Perfection Realm.

Ye Chen's spiritual root was simply mediocre to death, and it could be called the worst spiritual root in the immortal cultivation realm. Because the greater the number of spiritual roots, it basically means that the potential points of each spiritual root will be lower, and the difficulty of cultivation will naturally be higher.

However, because Ye Chen's spell control was too powerful, and his combat performance was extremely outstanding, countless monks subconsciously almost ignored the fact that his spiritual root was very mediocre.

In contrast, the single-line golden spirit root with extremely high cold can be called the best spirit root in the best and the best in the sky.

But fighting on the battlefield, Yan Han found that when he fought against Ye Chen, he couldn't take advantage of it at all, which made him feel a little frustrated.

A series of fierce encounters, ten moments passed quickly.

Break!

Break!

Break!

Yan Han's face was cold. The golden sword slashed through all obstacles in a frenzy. Finally approaching Ye Chen's two hundred zhang, there was nothing that could stop his lore.

"That's it!

Yan Leng snorted, and the huge golden sword in his hand turned into a golden glow of several zhang, and stabbed through it like lightning!

Poof!

This indestructible golden glow directly penetrated the shield on Ye Chen's body. There are no spell shields and high-level magic robes that can withstand the cold "Golden God Break".

One hit kills!

"It's finally over!"

"Ye Chen was hit! Defeated!"

"The Tianxu duo is finally broken!"

Seeing this scene, the countless monks who were fighting outside the ring valley let out an exclamation.

Ye Chen's strength is not strong. Spells are not unskilled. However, the killing power of his spells is too weak, and he has a superb spell, and in the face of the severe cold of the three methods, he can only keep running away in embarrassment, and keep avoiding the pursuit of the cold. There is no power to fight back at all.

Ye Chen's life is not good!

If it weren't for the severe cold, Ye Chen might have a chance to be at the top of the list!

However, when encountering a very talented monk of the gold system who is rare to see in a thousand years like the severe cold, no one can resist the "Golden God Break", and he will die with one blow, and it is understandable that he will be defeated.

Jiang Linghong of the Fog Dan Sect, Shen Long of the Ten Thousand Sects and other top cultivators shook their heads when they saw Ye Chen being hit by the severe cold. even secretly regretted it.

"Ye Chen is defeated?"

Liu Hongdan was stunned. The phoenix's eyes were full of disbelief.

She has always regarded the Tianxu duo as the biggest rival at the beginning, how could Ye Chen be defeated?! Besides, Ye Chen hasn't performed "Blood Burn" yet. She personally gave the first three layers of "Blood Burning" to Ye Chen. She didn't believe that Ye Chen would rather be defeated and lose the top spot in his personal rankings than perform "Blood Burn".

Ye Chen clearly did not exert his full strength, retained his strength and prepared to deal with the Wind Demon Gate in the next battle. If he casts "Blood Burn", his speed will skyrocket, and the cold will not be able to catch up with him, let alone hit him. How could Ye Chen be defeated?!

"Bell!"

Just when the countless monks watching the battle outside the valley thought that Ye Chen was "killed" by a golden god break from the cold cold.

Suddenly, a crisp thump was heard.

Before Ye Chen could hit him with the golden glow, a white light slipped out of his sleeve and swept away.

Ye Chenfei landed a hundred zhang away, and landed steadily on the ground, the qi and blood in his chest tumbled, and he swallowed back a mouthful of upwelling qi and blood. He held a snow-white bloody tooth in his right hand, and the cold golden god broke the blow with all his strength, leaving only a shallow thorn mark on the fang. But the cold golden divine power caused him to suffer internal injuries.

"Not dead!"

"This is impossible! The spells and sixth-order magic weapons of the foundation building monk will never be able to withstand the full force of the Golden God Break!"

"Could it be a magic weapon above the Jindan level? A magic weapon above the Jindan level can resist the cold Golden God Po. But where did Ye Chen get the magic weapon above the Jindan level? It can't be given by the Immortal Sect, right?"

"For the sake of fairness, the magic weapons and supplies required for the Xianmen Joint Entrance Examination are all provided by the monks. It is forbidden for the Jindan monks of the Immortal Sect to give their disciples magic weapons above the seventh order!" "Could it be that the Heavenly Void Sect violated the ban and privately gave Ye Chen a seventh-order magic weapon?" "If every sect gives disciples more than seventh-order magic weapons, how can this battle be fought!"

Countless monks outside the valley who watched the battle looked stunned, incredulous, and discussed.

And among those top ninth-layer foundation building monks, Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong, Shen Long, Zhu Bao, Shi Junfeng, and all the monks who came back from Wangtian City, their faces turned blue and they were extremely angry. Others may not know what is going on, but they will forget.

It was clearly the Yunze Mountain Range of Wangtian City, the blood teeth of the Blood-Devouring Golden Pill Demon Bat King! One of them fell into Ye Chen's hand! The disappearance of the Blood-Devouring Golden Pill Demon Bat King must have nothing to do with Ye Chen.

However, they were very silent in a tacit understanding.

Monks who participate in the Immortal Gate Joint Entrance Examination are allowed to bring their own magic weapons, and if the Zhuji monks have the ability to kill a Jindan-level demon beast and get the materials to refine the weapon, this is also okay. Of course, don't think about it if you don't have the ability.

Therefore, there is basically no trace of magic weapons above the seventh order in the Xianmen joint examination.

"Not dead?"

Yan Han accepted the huge golden sword, and when he saw that Ye Chen was actually fine, he couldn't help frowning, looked at the snow-white fangs in Ye Chen's hand, and instantly understood, "Is it a seventh-order magic weapon in your hand?"

Ye Chen wiped away a faint trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and danced the blood tooth in his hand, "Seventh-order blood tooth, the hard fangs of the Jindan-level demon bat king." This is my own magic weapon, and it won't be easily shattered by your Golden God Breaker!It's still too early to end the battle!"

With his current identity and strength, he doesn't mind showing this bloody tooth. On the territory of the Tianxu Gate, Feng Peixi, Jiang Linghong, and a group of foundation-building monks, what can they do! Even if they make trouble with the heads of the major immortal sects, it is useless, and they themselves have no ability to grab the demon beasts and lose their face.

Bang!

A graceful and mysterious veiled shadow finally appeared on the battlefield after ten breaths, and its delicate body flew down beside Ye Chen.

A celestial duo!

When Yan Han saw Huangfu Xi'er appear, he chuckled, and his heart sank. (To be continued.) )