Eight Desolate Sword God

Strongly defeating the black knives, the number of Ye Chenfeng identity tokens skyrocketed. Soon, the number of people on his token reached more than 68,000, directly rushing into the top five.

"Look at it, the top eight in the battle list has changed, the black mad knife has disappeared, and Ye Chenfeng has become the fifth!"

"God, what is the origin of Ye Chenfeng, even defeated the Dark Lord's first day of black knives!"

"The name of Ye Chenfeng is very strange, maybe he is from the virtual world!"

Looking at the changes in the list of battles, I was shocked by the masters of all races who watched the changes in the list, and the Dark Lords were caught in anger.

"Ye Chenfeng, this is the morning wind!"

Although the Dark Lord has thousands of geniuses to participate in the Battle of the World, but there is only a black knives and black wind valleys that really hope to rush into the top eight.

But now, both of them have lost to Ye Chenfeng, and they have been eliminated. This makes the Dark Lords mad, and they can't wait to rush into the sacred scenes of Ye Haofeng.

"Interesting, I didn't expect that Ye Chenfeng really rushed into the top eight, it was an unexpected little guy!" Bing Yingjun saw the change on the list, showing a faint smile, Ye Chenfeng The final result is getting more and more expectation.

"Ye Big Brother, I haven’t seen you for a few years, how have you become so powerful, even the black knife is not your opponent!"

When the black knives were used to display the final cards, they failed to withstand the attack of Ye Chenfeng, and they were eliminated. The poetry and poetry were deeply shocked by his strength and said in awe.

"In these years, I have some adventures and improved my strength!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and said vaguely.

"Ye Gongzi, this is our brother and sister, remember to be in the heart, come back to the sun!" Invincible and admiring looked at Ye Chenfeng, grateful.

If there is no Ye Chenfeng, they will not only be able to recapture the God of War, but they will be eliminated in humiliation.

"The war brother is polite!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and had a good impression on the invincible battle of Lingyun: "Let's go, let's find a quiet place to talk."

When finished, Ye Chenfeng left the ruined mountain forest with the poetry and poetry brothers and sisters and came to a quiet lakeside.

"War Gongzi, poetry, these two remedies for you!"

Ye Chenfeng felt invincible and the two men were extremely hurt. They took out two top-quality real spirits and gave them to them.

"Thank you Ye Big Brother!"

The poems of war poetry were not polite with Ye Chenfeng. They took two of the top ten spirits, and they took one and gave them a battle.

Serve two top-quality real spirits, and the invincible two immediately feel the whole body warm, and the body injury recovers quickly.

About two days or so, the invincible two recovered their physical injuries and woke up in the healing.

"Poetry, are you following me, or alone?"

There is not much time to close the Hundred Wars. Ye Chenfeng still needs to continue to beat his opponent, and has secured the top eight.

"Ye Big Brother, I am following you!"

The poetry of the war was really scared, and I didn’t even think about it, shouting loudly.

"Hey, if Ye brother doesn't give up, let's go with it!"

Although invincible, I want to leave alone, challenge the master to sharpen myself, but their brothers and sisters have a very good relationship, and they have chosen to obey.

"If that's the case, let's go!"

After finishing, Ye Chenfeng did not delay the time, with the two poets, brothers and sisters, flew over the mountain forest, looking for opponents.

Because of the ten-year deadline, almost 90% of the players in the sacred battles have been eliminated, and they want to meet their opponents by luck.

Ye Chenfeng three people on the mountain forest, patiently looking for about ten days, could not find a person.

"Well, there is something in the mountains before, we have a look!"

When Ye Chenfeng flew to a valley covered by clouds, Ye Chenfeng’s powerful soul faintly felt a spirituality in the valley, and his brow screamed, and immediately flew with the poems and sisters. The valley, shattered and banned, came to the end of the valley and saw an ancient wood that resembled the shape of a hovering dragon and condensed the fruit of six faucets.

"The keel holy tree!"

Looking at the ancient white wood in front of the eye, Ye Chenfeng and the invincible at the same time recognize that this is the ancient wood that was born in the ancient genus recorded in the ancient books, and the dragon fruit he condensed is comparable to the next product. Dan is extremely precious.

"I didn't expect to have a keel sacred tree in the sacred battlefield. From the keel sacred bones, the sacred sacred tree is more than seven million years old." Road.

"War brother, poetry, this keel holy tree I want, how is the six dragon fruit it condenses?"

Although the dragon fruit condensed by the keel sacred tree is invaluable, there are a lot of spiritual things growing on the fourth floor of the Qiankun, and the value of many spirits is far more than the dragon fruit. What Ye Chenfeng really needs is this keel tree, if Let the Chaos Shenmu swallow it, the power will be stronger.

"No, this dragon fruit we only need two enough!" Invincible shaking his head, no more dragon fruit.

"Well, let's wait for us to conquer this keel tree and then distribute the dragon fruit!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled and said that the footsteps were close to the keel tree.

"Hey!"

I felt that the morning breeze was close, the whole ground shook, and a bucket of water was thick, like a spear-like root broke through the stratum, and the extremely fast attack turned to Ye Chenfeng.

"Broken!"

A large number of roots hit, and Ye Chenfeng inspired the power of the five great points. The rolling power broke out in his body, poured into the double fists, and smashed the roots of a keel root.

Invincible, the poetry of poetry is also at this time, holding their respective warriors attacking the keel sacred tree, smashing the roots.

"Hey!"

After being attacked by Ye Chenfeng, there was a deafening sound of dragons in the keel of the keel. Three bones of the dragon's shadow appeared in the bone-like tree, roaring and attacking the leaves. Three people in the morning wind.

"Poetry is careful!"

The invincible battle quickly stopped in front of the poetry poetry, holding the sword invincible, and the knives of the smashing of the sky smashed in a shadow of a bone dragon, smashing it.

And Ye Chenfeng summoned the chaotic **** wood, hand-cranked chaotic **** wood mapped out the power of chaos, staggered the void, easily crushed two bone dragon virtual shadow.

"Go!"

Three bone dragons are broken, and Ye Chenfeng has made a chaotic god. The control chaos is constantly growing. It rises above the keel tree, swaying the chaotic five elements of light, fierce attacking the keel tree, terrible Power instantly suppressed him.

"Day Sword Soul, Hey!"

When Chaomu Shenmu restrained the keel sacred tree, Ye Chenfeng controlled the heavenly swordsmanship to fly and smashed out, and the six dragon fruit condensed by the keel sacred tree fell down and received the hand.

"Chaotic God Wood, Devouring!"

Take away six dragon fruits whose value is comparable to that of the next product, Shengtian, and Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the chaotic **** wood to extend tens of thousands of five-color roots, covering the entire void and breaking into the keel tree.

Although the keel sacred tree is very hard, it can't resist the five-color roots of the chaotic **** wood, and it has to be broken into the tree by a strip of five-color roots. The spiritual power contained in it is constantly being swallowed by the chaotic **** wood.

"War brother, poetry, so, I will leave two dragon fruit, the rest will be for you!"

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng stuffed the remaining four dragon fruit into the hands of the two poets.

"Hey, Yexiong, we owe you more!" Invincible, holding the heavy, great value of the dragon fruit, grateful.

"When brother is a friend, you don't have to be so polite!" Ye Chenfeng smiled and said indifferently.

"Okay, Ye Brothers, this friend, I have settled!"

Invincible and no resignation, and the poetry poetry received the dragon fruit that is extremely important to them, sitting around, patiently waiting for the chaotic **** wood to engulf the keel tree.