Eight Desolate Sword God

"One and a half million kilograms."

Feeling the physical strength of the cleansing of the marrow, Ye Chenfeng showed a satisfied smile.

He feels that with his current physical strength, without the help of the double-headed blood dragon king, he can crush the master of the first king of the beast, and face the master of the second-level beastmaster.

The refining marrow was full, and Ye Chenfeng was full of blood. He took a shower and changed his clothes to take out the relics of the ice fan king and the gray coater.

"The beast of the beasts of the lower grades, the top of the earth's level!"

The number of killing points on the ice fan king is not much, but they have photographed good treasures at the auction, especially the weapon of the ice fan king is especially precious.

In addition to the beasts and jade fans, the guardian heart mirror, Ye Chenfeng also obtained two rare refinery spar, star stone and hundred cold iron, two precious spirits, and two people practicing from the two relics. The soul of the soul, the soul of the craft, a large number of the best of the earth, the top of the earth and other treasures.

Although the souls of the two of them practiced, the level of soul skill is not low, but it is not suitable for Ye Chenfeng. The two relics will be collected into the Qiankun ring. Ye Chenfeng will auction the resulting Tianshi ** and kill Sen. Ray's Wannian Ling milk was taken out and controlled by Chaos Shenmu for engulfing.

At dawn, Chaos Shenmu successfully absorbed Tianshi**, Wannian Lingru, which gave birth to two chaotic forces and increased the brand of Ye Chenfeng's life-saving.

More importantly, Chaos Shenmu absorbed Tianshi** and produced a second five-color blade, which made the foundation of Ye Chenfeng more solid and the body more powerful.

"It's time to go to Kowloon Jade."

Time is urgent, Ye Chenfeng did not delay time, left the senior practice room and went to a mysterious mountain in the northwest of the fifth floor.

According to the message conveyed by the identity token, the transmission array leading to Jiulong in Kowloon is deep in the mountains.

When you walked to the lush, tree-lined alpine foot, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt a fresh air blowing.

In a tree-filled canopy of towering trees, there are faint patterns in the flow, and a strong space pressure is coming from the mountains, covering the entire mountain, making people unable to fly. Mountaineering one step at a time.

At this time, there are three warriors who are under the overwhelming pressure of space, walking over a length of more than one meter, covered with dark patterns, winding stone steps, step by step to the mountains.

"Mom, how can the space pressure in this mountain be so big, exhausted."

A man with a thin body and a small scorpion, his pale and pale man shouted.

"What do you know, I heard that the space pressure in Jiulong Yulong is even greater. If you can't bear the pressure of this space, talk about what to enter into the Kowloon Jade." A white-haired old man taught.

"Bai Lao, with your level of anti-Beast King's realm strength, can reach the first few layers in the Kowloon Jade."

A woman wearing a black exercise suit, her body is slightly fat, looks ordinary, and a sweaty nose appears at the tip of her nose.

"Well, you should be able to reach the third floor and hit the fourth floor." The white-haired old man meditated and said.

"No, do you want to reach the top five with your strength?" A man and a woman are obviously not very familiar.

"The horror of this Kowloon jade is not something you can imagine. For more than 500 years, no one has reached the ninth floor of Kowloon Jade."

"Okay, let's speed up. When you enter Kowloon Jade, you know it's terrible."

When finished, the three men stepped up slightly and walked up the mountain with more and more space pressure.

"Well, it’s broken, how can there be a broken sound in the back."

When the three climbed the mountain step by step, a piercing sound broke into their ears.

When they turned back, they saw an amazing scene, scared their chin almost dislocated.

Running six-pulse gods, bursting out of powerful physical strength, ignoring the pressure of space, Ye Chenfeng’s pedaling and morphing, rushing at an alarming rate.

Because he is too fast, he has turned a shadow on the winding stone steps, and flashed in front of the white-haired old man.

"Hey, I didn't read it wrong, just if someone had just crossed my eyes." The woman in black squinted her eyes and said with a dull face.

"Okay, it seems to be!" The thin man nodded.

"It’s terrible. When the person just flashed past me, I had the feeling of suffocation. The five layers of the Killing Tower really crouched. The white-haired old man took a deep breath and urged: "We hurry. I went to Jiulong, Kowloon, and I have a feeling that there will be a good show today."

The pedals are morphing, and on the mountain roads filled with space pressure, the time of the scent is so fast that Ye Chenfeng has come to the transmission array in the mountains.

An old man wearing a cyan gown with a beard and a beard, his eyes seem to be closed, and he is guarding the transmission.

Looking at the pressure of space, the morning wind that rushed at a very fast speed, the eyes of the old people of Tsing Yi suddenly became bright, and the brilliant light of the road locked Ye Chenfeng.

"Master!"

Touching the old eyes of Tsing Yi as a star-like look, Ye Chenfeng immediately had a dangerous feeling. He had no doubt that the Tsing Yi old man wanted to deal with himself, and even if he changed into a beast-like form, he could not resist it.

"Identity Token!"

The old man in Tsing Yi repeatedly looked at Ye Chenfeng’s eyes and said without a trace of affection.

"Hmm... you are Ye Chenfeng."

When the Tsing Yi old man took the Ye Chenfeng identity token, a touch of killing was flashing in his eyes.

"Well, it's me!"

Captured the murderous machine in the eyes of the old man in Tsing Yi, Ye Chenfeng secretly guarded, and guarded him to suddenly attack himself.

"Go in, remember, on the fifth floor, you only have the opportunity to marry the Kowloon Jade."

The Tsing Yi old man threw the identity token to Ye Chenfeng, said coldly, and closed his eyes.

"Call!"

Seeing that the Tsing Yi old man did not attack, Ye Chenfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the transmission array and transmitted it to a separate space through the transmission array.

"Longwei..."

Transferred to the independent space, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt that the space was filled with a terrible Longwei, deeply rooted in people's hearts, and daunting.

And between the ethereal clouds, there is a side that does not know how much it extends. Most of the area goes deep into the clouds, and the top is invisible. It is like a piece of jade white jade.

The light lines of the nine dragons, such as dragons, slowly flow in the jade wall, like coiling and rising, like a cloud, like chasing play, like a Kowloon surround, lively.

On the side of the Jade Dragonfly in Kowloon, there is a stone tablet with a densely engraved name. Among them, the top five golden names on the stone monument are the most eye-catching.

These five people are the geniuses who have passed the test of the Kowloon Jade in the history of the Kowloon Jade.

"Jing Xingchen, the title star king!"

"White Maple, the title madness!"

"Zeng Biyue, titled Bihua Fairy!"

"Sen Tu, title Huang Quan!"

"Blood River, the title of the King of Killing!"

"This is the Kowloon Jade!"

When I looked at the Kowloon Jade, which gave a great visual impact, and the name on the stone, Ye Chenfeng was deeply shocked.

He feels that the Kowloon Jade is like a world, and he is so small.

"Ye Chenfeng, I didn't expect to meet you here."

When the morning wind was silently watching the Kowloon Jade, a deep voice passed into his ear, a black tiger robes, a short gun hanging from the back, and a tall tree. The man who reached the level of the second king of the Beastmaster came over with a heavy pace and looked at him with a bad look.

"Are you?"

Looking at the vaguely familiar face of the man in black, Ye Chenfeng’s brow slightly wrinkled and whispered.

"My name is Xiahou Chunyu, and Xiahou Blood Night killed by you is my cousin." Xiahou Chunyu said with a gloomy face.

"Why, do you want to avenge your brother?"

Under the identity of the man in black, Ye Chenfeng sneered.

Although the intensity of Xiahou Chunyu is very strong, Ye Chenfeng, who has cultivated the refining marrow to the realm of Dacheng, is not afraid, coldly said.

"No, I just want to compare with the genius of your star Luotiancheng, and see who is tall, but whoever loses, wants to give the other party three heads, don't you know that you dare to gamble? "Xiahou Chunyu shook his head and said deliberately."

"If you wish, I will gamble with you!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly and promised: "But if someone loses and refuses to swear?"

After hearing the betting of Ye Chenfeng and Xiahou Chunyu, the eyes of the masters under the jade in Kowloon immediately attracted them and gathered on them.

"How is the old man coming to give you a testimony?"

At this time, sitting in the Kowloon Jade, a gray-haired old man who blended with the Kowloon Jade, opened his turbid eyes and said with a loud voice.

"There is Laotian old." Xiahou Chunyu brows a glimpse, revealing a radiance, politely said.

"Ye Chenfeng, you are a star genius, just wait for me to gimmick."

Xiahou Chunyu, the realm of the second-level anti-beast king, said with confidence, he adjusted his interest and jumped, like a steel gun, breaking through the clouds and entering the Kowloon jade.

"Whoever loses is not necessarily!"

Ye Chenfeng sneered aloud, and a snarling thunder sounded at his feet. The whole body bounced up and followed Xiahou Chunyu into the Kowloon Jade.