Eight Desolate Sword God

"Success, he really succeeded!"

The device robbed away, a light shimmering with the glory, the light sword that swallowed the endless swordsman was suspended at the top of Ye Chenfeng, and saw that Ye Chenfeng really refines the sacred instrument, excitedly Xuan Hongzheng directly Stand up in the chair.

Not only Xuan Hong stood up at the moment when the holy device was formed. Yan Ruyu, the konjac king and others stood up together and looked at Ye Chenfeng’s eyes full of admiration and shock.

After all, in the long history of the Central World, no one has refining the sacristy for a long time, and this final is destined to last forever.

"Mom, at his age, how can he refine the sacristy, this holy device is absolutely problematic!" The master of silence can not accept this fact, and directly sweared.

Ye Chenfeng refining the holy sword did not take long. The long refining contest was finally over. The major refiners took their refining soldiers and left the independent space, appearing in the skyfire world.

At this time, in addition to the anger and anger, the heart is unwilling to die the master, the other sacred teachers, the saints look to the age of far less than their Ye Chenfeng full of awe and admire.

Although they have studied refining techniques for thousands of years, they have asked themselves that they have no strength to refine their saints. It can be said that the scene just shocked them and let them lose their convictions.

"Wind dust, you are so powerful, I didn't expect you to hide the third kind of flame, resisting the robbery, refining the sacristy, the first in the refining contest, you are deserved!" Hongzheng came to Ye Chenfeng and did not hide the words of appreciation.

"The main hall of the hall, the refiner has not been identified, you have assessed the first, is it a bit reckless!" The master of the smashing muscles leaps and muscles, suppressing the anger in his heart, and his face is gloomy.

"Master of Silence, although you refined two quasi-saints in the finals, but the gap between the quasi-saint and the sacristy, I think you should be very clear, the wind and dust in the final refinement of the sacristy, It is the first to be deserved, this is beyond doubt!" Xuan Hong is looking at the face of the blue, can not accept the failure of the facts of the master of the silence, said slowly.

"Hey, holy device! I don't believe that with his strength and age, I can refine the sacristy. I have to personally test it." The master of the silence could not accept the fact that he lost to Ye Chenfeng, and he raised objections in public.

Not only did the eternal masters disagree, but Tu Tianwang and others also expressed doubts about Ye Chenfeng’s refining of the holy sword, and supported the master of silence.

"Since the master of the silence is lucky, don't want to admit defeat, then identify it!" Ye Chenfeng shrugged and looked relaxed.

"The old man also wants to identify!"

Shuiyue Master, Dan Xin Master and others are all the same, but they did not doubt the Ye Chenfeng refining holy sword, just want to know, Ye Chenfeng portrayed what the pattern in the Holy Sword, actually cited Came to the robbery and refine it into a holy device.

"That's good, then we all identify the holy sword of the dust refining."

After finishing, Xuan Hong is taking the holy sword from Ye Chenfeng, seals it in the void, and surrounds the sacred sword with the masters of the eternal silence, releasing a powerful soul for identification.

"The mysterious sacred pattern, the dust, the mysterious sacred pattern, how do you portray it!" When everyone found the sacred body, such as the long vertebral sacred pattern, it was amazing. Surprised.

"This saintly pattern was passed to me by the master, but I was dull and only mastered a saintly pattern!" Ye Chenfeng was full of mouthfuls.

And he can portray this sacred pattern, the greatest contribution is the forcible copy of the sacred mind.

......

When Ye Chenfeng heard that he was dull, everyone in the room was speechless. If Ye Chenfeng was dull, they could all be stupid.

"Master of Silence, what else do you have to say?"

After everyone's inspection, it is undoubtedly determined that Ye Chenfeng's refining and even the next product is holy. Xuan Hong is looking at the face that is gloomy and watery, and the forehead on the forehead is a broken master.

"Hey, did you find that there was a seal in this sword when you checked? I feel that there is a problem with this seal!" The master of the silence always refused to admit defeat, and snorted, picking the bones in the egg.

"Why, the master of the silence does not want to admit defeat?" Ye Chenfeng smiled softly and said softly.

"Hey, junior, you first explain to me the seal in this sword and talk about the outcome!" The master of silence has a cold voice.

"This seal was imposed by me for a few days. If there is no such triple seal, I will refine the time of the sacristy, definitely earlier than you!" Ye Chenfeng smiled and said: "Let your big Look at your eyes and see what this seal is."

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng held the holy sword sealed in the void in his hand, untied a heavy seal, and suddenly held the holy sword to the master of silence.

Seeing that Ye Chenfeng dared to hold the holy sword, the face of the master of the silence showed a anger, and the map of the fire emerged from his body, turning into a big hand burning a blazing flame and burning the air. Grabbing the holy sword that Ye Chenfeng came, I wanted to take this opportunity and hit Ye Chenfeng to give him a lesson.

But the flames of the hand grab the sacred sword, the seal of the purple sacred thunder in the holy sword and the burning of the early holy fire, such as the wrath of the gods, destroying the fire of the road into a flame big hand .

"Hey!"

The flames of the ever-destroyed flames were opened by the holy sword, and the sharp and incomparable sword of the Holy Spirit was swayed to the master of silence, forcing him to dodge.

"This...dust, what is the seal in this holy sword?"

The purple sacred thunder and the burning fire at the beginning of the sacred sword were witnessed. All the people present were shocked. The big elder Xuan Zhongting’s throat rolled and asked in amazement.

"In order to enhance the power of this holy sword, I imposed a triple ban on the holy sword, and then sealed them in the holy sword by means of the balance between the first holy fire and the first holy thunder." Ye Chenfeng explained .

"The first holy thunder...the dust, you also conquered a kind of first holy thunder! What system are you in?"

Xuan Hongzheng’s eyes widened and he asked inconceivablely. It can be said that the various means exposed by Ye Chenfeng exceeded his imagination.

"This method of the first Sheng Lei and the compatibility of water and fire are all passed on by my master..." Ye Chenfeng vaguely explained.

"Wind dust, you gave us a lesson today, let us know, there are ways to improve the power of the refiner." Xuan Hongzheng and others excitedly said.

"Master of Silence, what else is there to say!"

Ye Chenfeng looked at himself with a sword, and he was dodging, and the dying master who wanted to vomit blood, with a faint smile, said.

"You..."

The master of silence is about to be mad, and the flames in his eyes seem to want to melt the leaves of the morning wind. This shame, he has never been in his life.

"Master of Silence, I know that you are a predecessor, I am very respectful, I am embarrassed to admit defeat, forget it, I will not force you, but I still want to thank you for your generosity, give me the reward of the alchemy contest, you Really good!"

Ye Chenfeng ignored the angry eyes of the master of silence and said with a chuckle.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng’s words, like a knife, pierced the heart of the master of silence, and his throat screamed with anger and a blood sprayed out, bloodstained.

"Master of Silence!"

Seeing the master of silence is vomiting blood by Ye Chen, and Tian Tian, ​​Emperor Ming immediately came to his side, glaring at Ye Chenfeng.

"Primary, you are very good, today's humiliation, the old man remembered, will come back in the coming!" The master of the silence wiped the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, glared at Ye Chenfeng, and turned to fly outside the skyfire.

Seeing the eternal death of the master of annihilation, Xuan Hong did not stop, revealing a bitter smile, opened the export of Tianhuo, let him leave.