Otherwise, when the one-year deadline expires, he will still fail.
Snow, heavy snow all over the sky.
Stepping on the seventh floor of the Spirit Tower, Ye Chenfeng saw that it was a cold world of ice and snow. Although the world of ice and snow had little effect on Ye Chenfeng, it was very easy to hide in the snow, which greatly improved the three-star ancestral realm. The probability of the Holy Spirit attacking Ye Chenfeng.
"Come out, stop hiding!"
Ye Chenfeng didn't hide his aura, but leaped directly to the sky above the ice and snow world, and said domineeringly with a voice like he was the only one.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
Provoked by Ye Chenfeng, the holy spirit of the three-star ancestral realm hidden in the thick snow appeared, and mobilized a powerful cold energy to attack Ye Chenfeng.
"Three Thousand Transformation God Fist!"
Dozens of three-star ancestral holy spirits came with a powerful cold air, and Ye Chenfeng immediately blasted out three thousand magic fists, like a meteor shower falling from the sky, to meet them.
Although the holy spirit in the tower of the gods is powerful, its defensive power is very weak, far inferior to the power of the clans at the same level.
Under Ye Chenfeng's unsurpassed supernatural power, the attack of the Three Thousand Transformation God Fist, the dozens of three-star ancestral realm holy spirits that flew over were instantly blown up, turned into balls of cold air, and drifted away with the wind.
Dozens of holy spirits were destroyed with one blow, and a large number of holy spirits flew towards Ye Chenfeng, launching a fierce attack on him.
Looking from a distance, the densely packed holy spirits are like moths to a flame, attacking Ye Chenfeng desperately and frantically, it is bound to kill him.
Under the attack of nearly a thousand holy spirits, Ye Chenfeng didn't flinch. He opened the domain of the sword, and continued to use supernatural powers to kill the only remaining holy spirits.
Time is also lost every minute in this crazy killing.
The frantic killing became more and more intense, and Ye Chenfeng's physical injuries also continued to worsen during the frenzied killing.
And under the attack he spared no effort, the number of holy spirits in the seventh floor of the Spirit Tower became less and less.
Ye Chenfeng tried his best to kill wildly for two days and two nights, and finally killed the Holy Spirit in the seventh floor of the God Tower, and opened the entrance to the eighth floor.
Chapter 1952 An increasingly difficult challenge
Ten days later, Ye Chenfeng healed his physical injuries, adjusted his condition to the best, passed through the entrance of the space, and entered the eighth floor of the Spirit Tower.
The holy spirit in the eighth floor of the tower of the gods has the strength of the four-star ancestral realm, which brings great challenges to Ye Chenfeng.
He also didn't dare to think about provoking all the holy spirits in the entire space unscrupulously like before, so he could only choose the strategy of defeating them one by one.
"Wind, what a strong wind!"
Entering the eighth floor of the Tower of Gods, Ye Chenfeng found that the entire space was swept by an endless gust of wind, raising thousands of feet of yellow sand, covering his sight.
Although fighting in the windy space will have a certain impact on the combat power, it is beneficial to his strategy of defeating them one by one.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Chenfeng flickered slightly, melted into the strong wind, restrained his breath, and walked like a ghost.
"Well, there are three holy spirits over there!"
Although the holy spirit is well hidden, under the induction of the brain, there is nowhere to hide. Ye Chenfeng easily found three four-star ancestral realm holy spirits hiding in the strong wind.
"Vertigo!"
With a thought, Ye Chenfeng exploded with powerful soul power, forming a terrifying stun technique, and bombarded three four-star ancestral realm holy spirits.
"Buzz!"
After being attacked by Ye Chenfeng's stun technique, the consciousness of the three four-star ancestral spirits trembled.
The next moment, the ancestral sword soul flew out under the control of Ye Chenfeng, easily broke through the defense, and split the bodies of three four-star ancestral spirits.
Killing three ancestral realm holy spirits with one blow, Ye Chenfeng retreated into the distance with the hurricane sweeping across the world, looking for the next target.
Soon, he discovered several ancestral realm holy spirits, repeated his old trick, and killed them one by one by using the same method.
As time passed day by day, Ye Chenfeng was like a killer, wandering on the eighth floor of the Spiritual Tower, performing unpredictable killing techniques, and constantly killing the holy spirits of the four-star ancestral realm.
When he spent about ten days killing more than 300 four-star ancestral holy spirits, the two had snow-white hair, wrinkled faces, and similar appearances. The two old women who were suspected to be sisters noticed Ye Chenfeng's attack. exist.
Then, the two of them let out two piercing long howls, which disturbed the eighth floor of the Spirit Tower.
"Inheritor, take your life!"
In order to regain the qualification to challenge the Tower of Gods, two white-haired old women leaped into the air, mobilized the powerful hurricane force, and attacked Ye Chenfeng.
"Two five-star ancestors!"
Sensing the strength of the two white-haired old women, Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, surprised that the old guardians outside let the people of the Celestial Clan challenge the Spirit Tower.
Surprised, he did not slow down the attack.
He took a step forward, evolved into the sword domain, instantly shattered the attacks of the two white-haired old women, and engulfed them both in the sword domain.
"Field, this is the power of the domain, you are not a false god, how could you possibly grasp the power of the domain!" The two white-haired old women were greatly surprised and said inconceivably.
"The domain of the sword, kill!"