Walking into the incomparably large temple, the first thing that caught Ye Chenfeng's eyes was a sun that was burning with raging flames and emitting dazzling rays of light, and a round of bright and clear moon.
And under the red sun and the crescent moon, there was a sword, a dull sword without any Dao pattern, only the hilt.
However, when Ye Chenfeng looked at the sword that had entered the temple, he felt the horror of this sword. He had a feeling that the power of this sword definitely surpassed the sword of the mother of all things, reaching an unimaginable level.
Ye Chenfeng looked around and found that there was nothing in the temple except the red sun, the crescent moon, and the mysterious sword.
But when he walked towards the mysterious sword and tried to pull it out, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. An old man in a white robe with a snow-white beard hanging down on the ground appeared in front of him. blocked his way.
"Junior, this is not the place you should come to, go back and forth from wherever!" The old man opened his closed eyes, looked at Ye Chenfeng not far away, and said in a deep voice.
"Of course I get that sword, I will leave!" Ye Chenfeng stared at the unfathomable white-robed old man, and had no intention of leaving.
"In this case, let the old man send you away!"
Shocking power erupted from the body of the old man in white robe, and quickly condensed into an extremely huge big handprint, which evolved the will of the sun, moon and stars, and imprinted it on Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng felt that the space around his body was blocked when the old man stamped his palm. He instantly raised his combat power to the extreme and greeted him with the Mother Sword of All Things in his hand.
Ye Chenfeng fused with the mother sword of all things, and the sword he stabbed was beyond imagination, but when he stabbed on the big handprint printed by the old man, he couldn't shake the handprint, and was knocked back several meters by his palm.
"Fist of the Great Desolation!"
The sword light of the mother of all things shattered, and Ye Chenfeng immediately merged with the prehistoric domain, blasting a punch of more than six million billion catties, smashing the big handprint.
"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect that with the strength of your Void God Perfect Realm, you can break my attack with one palm!" The white-robed old man said indifferently, and printed a second palm at Ye Chenfeng.
Relying on his strong strength and physical body, Ye Chenfeng regretted the six-palm attack of the white-robed old man, and couldn't bear it anymore. He was sent flying by the violent big handprint, sprayed a lot of blood in mid-air, and fell at the entrance of the shrine outside.
"It's so strong, the combat power of the old man in white robe should be close to that of False God!"
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, wiped away the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, struggled to sit up, and quickly took a Void God Pill to heal his injuries.
And when he was healing, God Devouring Brain deduced extremely quickly, deducing the process of fighting against the white-robed old man just now.
In about a day or so, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Holy Palace and fought fiercely with the unfathomable white-robed old man.
Although Ye Chenfeng made thorough preparations this time, he only withstood ten moves from the white-robed old man, and was blown out of the shrine by the berserk attack, suffering even more serious injuries than the first time.
The injury worsened, but on Ye Chenfeng's face, not only did he not see a trace of frustration, but unexpectedly joy.
Obviously, he gained a lot from the battle with the old man in white robe.
"Sure enough, as I guessed, this old man in white robe is not a real life body, but evolved from the rules of the shrine. As long as you deduce the rules of the shrine, you can find his weakness and defeat him!" Ye Chenfeng rolled his eyes. Liang, while healing his wounds, controlled the God-eating Brain to deduce at a high speed.
A few days later, Ye Chenfeng stepped into the shrine again to challenge the old man in white robe.
The days passed.
Although the injuries became more severe each time, Ye Chenfeng gained more and more.
Ye Chenfeng gradually grasped the charm of the rules of the deep palace through the deduction of the mind-eating brain.
"Junior, I advise you to stop making unnecessary attempts. With the strength of your False God Consummation Realm, it is impossible to defeat me!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng who entered the shrine for the seventeenth time, the old man in white robe was still indifferent.
"The juniors don't believe in this evil!"
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, and attacked the white-robed old man with the sword of the mother of all things, and fought fiercely with him in the shrine.
Relying on his invincible strength, the old man in white robe broke through Ye Chenfeng's attack forcefully, and punched Ye Chenfeng in the chest, intending to hit him hard and blow him out of the shrine.
"Space 100 heavy prohibition!"
At the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng deduced the rules of space to the extreme, forming overlapping spaces in front of him, regretting the invincible punch of the old man in white robe.
"Ka Ka Ka!"
After comprehending the rules of the seven layers of space, Ye Chenfeng's use of the hundred layers of space ban is even more powerful, but he can't resist the invincible punch of the white-robed old man.
However, the 100-fold barrier in the space was broken, but Ye Chenfeng seized the opportunity, dodged to the side, and controlled the God-eating Brain to quickly deduce the rules of the palace.
"Junior, let me see where you hide!"
The deep eyes of the white-robed old man locked on Ye Chenfeng, and the power of rules controlling terror fell from the sky, like a waterfall from the sky, and ruthlessly suppressed Ye Chenfeng's body.
"Where is the weakness!"
The moment Ye Chenfeng's body was suppressed by the terrifying rules of the shrine, the brain devoured the extremely fast deduction to understand the rules of the shrine, and deduced the physical weakness of the white-robed old man.
"Miracle Mirror Image!"
Targeting the physical weakness of the white-robed old man, Ye Chenfeng forcibly split into three mirror image clones to help him prop up the falling Jingu rules, bursting out with a force of more than six million catties, and forcibly approached the white-robed old man.
Ye Chenfeng approached, and the old man in white robe quickly twisted his hands, multiplying a powerful light seal.
"Time stands still!"
Before the old man in white robe could print this multiplication light seal, Ye Chenfeng suddenly stopped time.
Although with the strength of the old man in white robe, he broke the stillness of time in an instant, but Ye Chenfeng seized this fleeting opportunity and controlled the sword soul of fortune to stab the old man in white robe on his weak point.
"You, you actually found my weakness!"
The weak point was attacked, and a large number of cracks appeared on the body of the old man in white robe like broken glass. He widened his eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng in disbelief.
"Mother sword of all things, break it for me!"