As we all know, the Shinto ladder can enhance combat power.
Generally speaking, one level of the Shinto ladder can double the combat power of an immortal.
By analogy, a ten-level Shinto ladder can achieve ten times the combat power.
A twenty-level Shinto ladder can achieve twenty times the combat power.
A fifty-level Shinto ladder is of course fifty times more powerful.
But, this is for normal immortals.
For those unparalleled, truly powerful, and truly invincible monsters in the cosmic sea, the increase in combat power brought by their divine ladder often exceeds the number of levels on the ladder.
For many people, the Shinto ladder only has twenty levels, but it can increase their combat power by twenty-five times, or even thirty times. This is the embodiment of talent.
However, there are very few such peerless monsters, so few that they can only be counted on the fingers of one's fingers in the entire universe.
No one expected that Nie Feng, who was forced to this point today, would actually have a fifty-level divine ladder, and his combat power could be increased seventy times.
At this moment, everyone understood that Nie Feng was almost invincible.
Not only is he nearly invincible in the Temple of Light, but looking at the entire universe, he is definitely one of the top masters.
In the Temple of Light, among the various supreme elders and some deputy palace masters present today, I am afraid that 80% of them are no longer opponents of Nie Feng.
"You deserve to die!"
After seventy times the combat power exploded, Nie Feng's eyes were extremely gloomy: "Originally, this was my hidden card to fight Wu Wudi for the successor position in the future. Today you actually forced me to this step. Death!" With seventy times my combat power, this will be the greatest honor in your life!"
Chi!
One person and one sword, they were advancing against the enemy in an instant.
Seventy times the combat power, plus the blessing of the ninety-eight immortal master's laws, plus the blessing of the origin of physique and blood.
At this moment, Nie Feng seemed to be fighting for his life.
Although in everyone's hearts, Ye Han was already dead and Nie Feng was destined to be the winner of this battle, Nie Feng was still fighting for his life at this moment.
"The lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, not bad!"
In the void in all directions, some of the Supreme Elders who came here nodded slightly, showing satisfaction.
Only when Nie Feng is like this can he truly look like he will become the master of the palace in the future.
In fact, although Wu Wudi is strong, he is somewhat stronger than Nie Feng and Wang Zhan in the eyes of many people, but many senior officials of the Temple of Light still hope that Nie Feng can become the final winner and the one who stands out in the end. Little Lord.
After all, Wu Wudi is too domineering by nature, and behind him stands the Emperor God Clan, and the Emperor Tongtian Martial Emperor who may not have died yet. If Wu Wudi becomes the young master, or even the master of the Hall of Light in the future, the interests of many people will be harmed. .
And Wang Zhan is like a god of death. He is usually taciturn, has a weird personality, and is unreasonable. He is not suitable to be the young master or the future master of the Bright Palace.
In comparison, Nie Feng is the most suitable person.
At the moment when the senior officials of various temples of light were secretly discussing and feeling secretly satisfied, Nie Feng's unparalleled sword finally met Ye Han halfway.
Nie Feng has one man and one sword, like the eternal sword god.
And Ye Han is like an invincible sword emperor. The difference is that there is no sword in his hand, his fingers are swords.
With one finger, he hit Nie Feng's sword body and collided with the sharp tip of the sword.
Wow!
The infinite sword light spreads, and huge power fluctuations scatter out.
Everything in the world and in all directions seems to be destroyed by the waves of collision between the two.
The surrounding space and time were shattered layer by layer, and countless immortal formations among the peaks were splitting apart at this moment.
The dissipated sword energy even penetrated the bodies of thousands of disciples who were watching the battle from a distance.
Some of the elders of the Temple of Light were severely injured and were injured by the aftermath of the battle between the two.
The world is in chaos, as if a great disaster is coming.
Everything will be destroyed.
"ah……!"
The painful and unwilling screams resounded throughout the sky.
In the extreme chaos of time and space, countless experts from the Temple of Light opened their eyes wide and looked at the center of the battlefield.
In the center of the sky, Ye Han stood proudly.
And below him, a figure landed like a meteorite, hitting him hard.
boom!
The body hit the ground, instantly splashing with blood.
Nie Feng's sword then collapsed and turned into scrap metal, scattered around him.
All the momentum was crushed and crushed by Ye Han with one finger.
The vision of the fifty-story Shinto ladder has disappeared.
The seventy-fold increase in combat power has become a joke.
Everything happened in one thought.
No one could imagine that, and naturally no one wanted to stop Ye Han or rescue Nie Feng.
Tragedy happened like this.
Lying on the ground, lying among the blood, Nie Feng's life inside and outside his body had collapsed.
In fact, his soul sea has collapsed, leaving only the immortal soul barely integrated into his body, filled with fear and despair, and filled with endless unwillingness.
At this moment, everyone instinctively looked at Ye Han and locked onto Ye Han.
Many eyes shrank at the same time, it was simply unbelievable.
Standing in the void, Ye Han had a vision appear behind him.
No more, no less, as conspicuous as the seventy-story Shinto ladder.
No, it's so eye-catching.
Countless senior officials of the Temple of Light who saw this scene even forgot about Ye Han's victory and Nie Feng's defeat for a brief moment, and swallowed hard.
"Seven...seventy floors!"
Countless experts from the Temple of Light had such thoughts in their hearts at the same time.
There are countless immortals in the entire cosmic sea, and in this era, the number of immortal masters is unknown.
There are also a large number of Immortal Lords who have given birth to Shinto Ladders. After all, the battle for the divine realm has been launched countless times. Over the past countless years, many Immortal Lords have had their Shinto Ladders born, and the number of levels is increasing.
However, as of today, looking at the universe sea, among the hundreds of millions of powerful people, there are less than a hundred people who can hold the seventy-level divine ladder.
"Seventy floors!"
The supreme elders of various temples of light, and even the deputy temple masters, all yelled in their hearts.
Not because of anger, not because Ye Han defeated the future young master in their hearts, but because of envy and unwillingness to himself.
The number of levels on the Shinto ladder is related to the amount of refined divine energy, but it is also related to talent.
As the top leaders of the Temple of Light, they have no shortage of divine energy to refine. They can even refine more precious divine fluids like Ye Han.
However, if their talent is not enough, it will be difficult for them to continue to grow after reaching a certain number of levels on the Shinto ladder. It often takes thousands, tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of years to add one level.
Ye Han's seventy-level divine ladder is an unattainable dream for many of them in this life.
At this moment when countless people were trembling, Ye Han's body appeared on the ground and stepped on Nie Feng's head with one foot.
"stop!"
From the deepest part of the Temple of Light, a deep voice seemed to be heard: "Save him a life!"
Hundreds of visions of the Immortal Master's laws appeared, forming a figure in the void. He looked at Ye Han from the distance and spoke at this moment.
Countless disciples woke up because of this voice.
"Guzu?"
Many people couldn't help but speak.
The person who asked Ye Han to stop at this moment was an ancient ancestor in the Temple of Light who had been in seclusion for countless years. He was a peerless master who had entered the Hundred Tribulations of the Immortal Lord at least a million years ago.
The Immortal Lord has survived a hundred calamities and is invincible in the world, standing proudly at the top of the universe sea.
The moment that phantom appeared, countless disciples, even elders and supreme elders knelt down.
Ye Han raised his head and glanced at the void.
His voice was still cold and stern, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes: "I won't stop!"
boom!
As soon as the voice fell, Ye Han's kick completely trampled it down.
Nie Feng's head had turned into mud.
Half of his body has turned into nothingness.
What became nothing together was Nie Feng’s immortal soul and will.
Flesh mingled with the dirt on the ground.
Witnessing Nie Feng's death.
At the last moment of his death, Nie Feng barely even called for help.
"you……!"
In the distance in the void, the old man who had been the immortal master for hundreds of calamities was furious and suddenly raised his arm.
At this moment, the world was in chaos...
