Eight Desolate Sword God

Time went by, Ye Chenfeng forgot the time, forgot the space, and with the help of the Eight Brake Warrior, put all his energy into the cultivation of the Eight Brakes to repair Luo Gong...

After about a month, a chilling killing came out of Ye Chenfeng’s body, forming a rainbow-shaped killing aperture behind him.

"Call, finally merged with the dead air in the Dongfu, and cultivated the Eight Brakes to become a realm."

Feeling the amplitude of the killing aperture on the attack power, Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, and cultivated into a martial arts to repair Luo Gong, and he added a big card.

"After a month, I will practice the eight-brew repairing of Luogong to a realm. My apprentice's talent is really enchanting."

Recalling that he had spent a whole year, he only practiced Baju Xiu Luogong to a certain realm, while Ye Chenfeng shortened the time to one month, and the Eight-War Emperor was constantly surprised.

Cultivating into the Eight Brakes to repair Luo Gong, Ye Chenfeng began to practice the four methods of killing and killing, and merged the four types of killing into the sword.

After about half a month, Ye Chenfeng, who spent his sleepless nights, basically mastered the killing four styles, but only exerted a strong night, and the soul strength required was too strong. It was quite difficult to use Ye Chenfeng's current strength.

Seeing everything in front of him, the Eight-War Emperor has been numb. He can't imagine that his own killing four styles created by his heart and mind, Ye Chenfeng only took half a month to get through.

And in the process of cultivation, he did not ask himself for a trick.

"It seems that he really has such a possibility, breaking through the shackles of the soul-stricken continent, flying up the illusory Tianyu." Thinking of his inheritance, it is possible to shine in the Tianyu, and the Eight-War of the Emperor could not help but be a little excited.

"Morning wind, where did you come from, what is the big power?"

The Eighth Brave Warrior did not want to ask Ye Chenfeng’s identity, but when he saw his enchanting talent, he couldn’t help but wonder.

"I am from Beijin County, Zijin County, there is no teacher." For his identity, Ye Chenfeng did not have any concealment, admitted frankly.

"What, you are from a mortal country."

Understanding the identity of Ye Chenfeng, the Eight Brake Warrior’s heart has set off a big wave. He can’t imagine that in his eyes, the mortal kingdom that exists like a ant ant will have such a peerless enchanting enchantment, guessing Ye Chen. There must be a big secret hidden in the wind.

"For the morning breeze, are you a double-repair of the soul? And you will cultivate the body to a very high level." I feel that Ye Chenfeng's body is full of devastating power, the Eighth War King asked.

"Well, I have already begun to refine my marrow." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

"Refining the marrow environment! I did not expect that you have such a high-level refining exercises." The Eight-War Warlord knows the difficulty of refining the body, there is no air transport, great perseverance, and it is impossible to cultivate the flesh to the refined environment. .

"Morning wind, I just have an ancient Danfang for your body."

Speaking, there was a dark gold ring in the fingers of the Eight Brake Warriors, and a yellowish kraft paper floated out of the ring.

"Cleaning the marrow, the heavenly soul Dan, need four levels of beasts, 诛 诛 fruit, millennium blood peach nucleus, blood soul grass plus sea heart source refining." See the soul burning on kraft paper, Ye Chenfeng reveals a deep surprise.

This is the most needed for him.

"Morning wind, you should not be happy first, although this is a useful thing for you, but it is not easy to refine it. For the teacher to give you, only the heart of the sea plus the demon fruit, the fourth day Beast Dan, the Millennium Blood Peach and Blood Souls also need to find your own."

"If you can't find it, you can go to the city of killing and try your luck. Kill the tower in the city of killing. You can use the killing points to exchange the treasures of heaven and earth. You may be able to collect the materials for refining the marrow." The war king said.

"Well, the time is ripe, I will go to the city of killing." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

"In addition to the Danfang, the three-pound sea heart source, a scorpion demon fruit, for the teacher can give you, only ten pieces of the best place, thirty pieces of top grade, ten magic Heart crystal, a hundred magic crystal bones, this Qiankun ring, a transport stone and a drop of soul blood."

"As for other heaven and earth spirits, they have made the road of the will for the division, and it has been consumed for thousands of years."

Speaking, the Qiankun ring in the hands of the Eight Brake Warrior was lit up again, and a drop of seal in the magic crystal bones and the precious Qiankun ring floated to Ye Chenfeng.

"Master, this day, where did you get the blood?"

Ye Chenfeng knows the value of the blood of the soul. If you didn’t get the blood of the soul, Ye Chenfeng felt that even if he combined the fire of the will in the road of will, the blood dragon would be difficult to complete twice. evolution.

"This day's soul blood is the same as the eight-browed Shura Gong, which I got in the ancient ruins of the Star Luotian City."

"And the ancient ruins are at the end of the most mysterious thunder road in Xingluo Tiancheng. If you want to enter, you must first pass the test of the road to thunder."

"But the road to thunder is the biggest secret of Xing Luo Tiancheng. It is very difficult for ordinary people to enter. So before you have the strength to fight against the world, try not to go to the Star Luotian City to avoid accidents." Road.

"Xing Luo Tiancheng, the road to thunder!" Ye Chenfeng deeply remembered.

"Well, the morning breeze, the time left for the teacher is not much, before the gray smoke disappears, give you the last chance for the teacher." The Eight Brake Warrior looked deeply at the leaves that brought him surprises. The morning breeze whispered: "Summon your soul beast."

"Yes, Master!"

Ye Chenfeng has already felt that the soul of the Eight Brake Warlord is very weak, nodded and summoned the Blood Dragon King.

"Heavenly Blood, Melt!"

The Eighth Brake Emperor looked at the blood dragon king of Ye Chenfeng's second evolution, and melted the precious blood of the heavenly soul into the huge body of the Blood Dragon King.

After that, a soul power that provoked the world was exuded in the body of the Blood Dragon King.

"Morning wind, before dying, the master uses this blood of the soul, and the soul of the teacher, to help you change the soul of the beast and enhance your potential. You should not live up to the teacher's expectations."

When the Dragon King merged with the soul of the soul, the Eight-War Emperor began to burn the soul, and looked at Ye Chenfeng.

"Master, the swear to the sky, will help you to enemies, let him go to **** to confess to you."

Ye Chenfeng looked at the time of acquaintance, but gave him a great opportunity to fight the emperor, and his heart was full of weeping.

"Fire of the Remnant Soul, Melt!"

Looking at the grief of Ye Chenfeng is not a disguise. The eight-browed war emperor showed a gratifying color, bursting out and screaming, and unreservedly melted all the souls of the soul into the body of the blood dragon king.

"Hey!"

A painful roar sounded in the mouth of the blood dragon, blending the soul of the Eight Brake Warlord, the blood of the soul, the blood dragon king began to change, and the burning fire of the soul swallowed its huge body.

The huge pain is instantly filled in the soul of Ye Chenfeng.

But the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s mind, insisting on the hardships.

"Double, the blood dragon king has a second faucet."

After more than an hour, Ye Chenfeng was surprised to find that the soul of the soul suddenly soared, and the body of the blood dragon who grew to three kilometers grew a second dragonfly.

"Master, thank you for your success."

When watching the Eight Brake Wars, the place where the Emperor's ash flew away, Ye Chenfeng slowly slammed down and glanced at the teacher.