Yu Canghe looked at Ling Yifan from afar, only to see that the spirit sword in his hand faintly had a faint purple qi coming out, Yu Canghe's face was solemn, this was already the strongest attack he could send.

I saw that his hands pressed into the void, and the spirit sword let out a humming sound under his control, and swept towards Ling Yifan frantically. Immediately, Yu Canghe's face turned pale, and it was obvious that the attack just now had caused him to consume a great deal of vitality.

Seeing this, the yuan power in Ling Yifan's body gushed out like a tide, and the power of two different laws poured into the spirit sword in his hand through the guò meridians, and suddenly, a purple sword qi instantly appeared on the spirit sword.

In an instant, the Yuan Force in Ling Yifan's body seemed to be emptied, and the purple sword qi conjured out of the spirit sword had reached more than a zhang, and there was a terrifying raging aura on it.

The moment this purple sword qi appeared, everyone was stunned, and couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts: "What is this?

The Holy Sect Sect Master in the pagoda looked shocked, and said in shock: "Too Void Power? This guy actually has the power of Too Void?"

Among the thousands of onlookers, there are still a lot of those who are extremely strong, and there are naturally experienced people among them, and the moment they saw this purple sword qi, they all shook in their hearts, and looked at the light curtain in disbelief.

Yu Canghe nervously watched his attack fly towards Ling Yifan, but when he saw Ling Yifan's weird purple sword qi, Yu Canghe's heart suddenly jumped inexplicably, and the power emanating from it made him feel uneasy for a while.

After Ling Yifan had used all his strength to perform the secret technique, there was an incomparably weak and tingling pain all over his body.

But at this time, a cold glint flashed in Ling Yifan's eyes, and the spirit sword in his hand swung towards the attacking golden giant sword.

As Ling Yifan's sword swung out, the purple sword qi brought up a terrifying coercion and momentum, instantly sweeping through the void. Facing the attack of the Yucang River.

Yu Canghe's attack made the space tremble violently, but Ling Yifan's purple sword qi caused a crack in the space, and the Holy Sect Sect Master in the pagoda saw this, and his color changed in shock, and the moment a crack appeared in the space inside, the pagoda suddenly let out a subtle clicking sound.

I saw that the old man's hair was suddenly stretched. Both hands instantly punched dozens of seals in a formation in front of him, and as the old man's seals continued to enter the formation, the space of the trial ground gradually stabilized.

The old man secretly breathed a sigh of relief, staring at the purple sword qi in the trial land with his eyes tight, and said to himself: "I didn't expect this guy to be able to exert the power of the void to this Cheng dù, and he almost cut the space in the trial land. ”

A golden giant sword and a purple sword qi touched together in an instant, and there was no earth-shattering as imagined. The moment the golden giant sword touched the purple sword qi, it was quickly devoured and disintegrated as if ice and snow were melting.

The old man in the pagoda suddenly moved, and his right hand flicked like lightning towards Yu Canghe in the trial ground, and suddenly an illusory energy rushed in front of Ling Yifan's purple sword qi and hit Yu Canghe's body.

I saw that Yu Canghe's body disappeared in the place of trial in an instant, and at the moment when his body disappeared, Ling Yifan's purple sword qi happened to rush to the place where Yu Canghe's body disappeared after defeating the opponent's attack.

Purple sword qi fluttered into the air. Suddenly it landed on a mountain range of hundreds of miles in the distance, and there was a loud bang. The entire mountain range was razed to the ground.

Ling Yifan looked at the direction in which Yucang River disappeared, and his first thought was: "I finally succeeded, and I finally got the position of the Holy Son!"

The old man in the pagoda sighed secretly in his heart, if Ling Yifan's power of the void hit Yu Canghe just now, it would be certain death, and that special piece of clothing could not resist the power of the void.

That's why the old man will be before the purple sword qi arrives. Get Yucang River out of the place of trial.

At this time, I saw Ling Yifan's face pale, the spirit sword in his hand inserted on the ground, supporting his weak and weak body, and he looked up at the empty place of trial.

Over here. Now only the last person remains, the Holy Son, countless people pursue the desired goal, and at this moment, he succeeds, all for the responsibility and responsibility he bears.

Ling Yifan only felt infinite exhaustion of his body and mind, sleepiness hit like a tide, his body gradually became numb, he was already injured before, and now he used the secret method, Ling Yifan could no longer resist the backlash brought by the secret method, and finally his head sank, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

As Ling Yifan fell with a thud, as if a heavy hammer had fallen on everyone's hearts, everyone was shocked by the scene that had just happened. They saw that the purple sword qi faintly cut through the space of the trial place, what a shocking scene, for countless years, they had never heard of a disciple cutting the space inside.

The Holy Sect's trial places have all been specially blessed, and the stability of its inner space is by no means something that ordinary people can shake.

This year's position of Holy Son was miraculously obtained by Ling Yifan, and everyone who came back to their senses suddenly boiled, and they all talked about the scene that had just happened.

The light curtain on the square gradually dissipated with Ling Yifan's fall, and the Thousand Sects Competition ended, but everyone's hearts were silently reciting the name Ling Yifan.

At this moment, Ling Yifan's name will resound in the Lingyun land, and everyone will remember the name of this legend.

As the finals ended, a deep and old voice sounded above the Holy Mountain, "The Thousand Sect Great Competition is officially over, everyone returns to their previous places of residence, and the disciples who have been selected for the Holy Sect will be notified tomorrow." ”

As this voice gradually disappeared, all the onlookers flew towards the annex city where they had lived before, and along the way, they were talking excitedly about each other's actions just now, especially the purple sword qi that Ling Yifan had unleashed at the end, many people were very curious.

At this time, thousands of monks were a little reluctant to leave the holy mountain, and one of them was leaving, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, and his heart was also extremely shocked and surprised.

Just now, when Ling Yifan used his second divine power, he was extremely shocked in his heart, and later, when he saw that Ling Yifan was able to exert the power of the void, he couldn't help but be even more shocked in his heart.

I saw the horror in his heart under his strong suppression, and said to himself in his heart: "The organization asked me to come to inquire about the news of this Holy Son, and pay attention to the one named Ling Yifan, I didn't expect that Ling Yifan to become the ultimate Holy Son, I don't know what the organization will do after knowing his situation!"

The man muttered to himself as he left the Holy Mountain, and after a while, the surrounding area of the Holy Mountain gradually became calm.

At this time, the Holy Sect Master had already brought out the unconscious Ling Yifan in the Land of Trials, and the four city lords were all in a complicated mood, this ending was beyond everyone's expectations, this Ling Yifan was so terrifying, the final attack, several people present recognized it.

Including a few elders, there were also four city lords, all of whom were dismissed by the sect master, and each returned to the attached city with their own people.

In a room in a dormitory on the Holy Mountain

Ling Yifan lay quietly on the bed, looking at Ling Yifan with a pale face, the crane-haired old man couldn't help frowning slightly.

Because Ling Yifan was injured before, and later forcibly used the secret method to exert the power of Taixu, he received a strong backlash, and now the injury is severe, but it is also a loss in the Holy Sect, and there is no injury that cannot be cured.

After the old man took care of Ling Yifan's injuries, he arranged for a disciple to take care of him, and after leaving Ling Yifan's room, the old man thought to himself in his heart: "If nothing else, the dark hall will have to move soon, and this time I will find out the inner ghost no matter what." ”

Early the next morning, the old man arranged the relevant matters to welcome the disciples who entered the sect, and at this time, Ling Yifan was still in a coma.

In an inn in the northern city, Yao Siyuyu's hands were clenched, her face was anxious, she had already learned the news that Ling Yifan had become a holy son, and for safety, she did not enter the inner city to watch the battle.

Right now, Ling Yifan is unconscious, and the Holy Sect is going to start clearing everyone within three days after the end of the big competition, if Ling Yifan doesn't wake up within three days, she can only leave the Holy City.

Yao Siyu couldn't help but secretly pray in his heart that Ling Yifan would wake up quickly... (To be continued......)