Eight Desolate Sword God

"The power of repression!"

Into the crisis-ridden trench, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt that the trench was filled with a repressed force that could not breathe, and the closer it came to the North Sea, the stronger it felt.

"呜呜呜...

After approaching the bottom of the trench, a spooky devil screamed and passed into Ye Chenfeng’s ear.

A large amount of energy like a streamer flashed in front of his eyes, transforming a lot of illusory power and confusing his consciousness.

"Deep the brain, dispel the illusion!"

Feeling that the illusory power in the trench began to penetrate into the brain, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the brain, and swallowed the power of these illusions, guarding his own heart from being confused.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng, who resisted the illusion of erosion, came to the bottom of the trench and felt the prohibition of covering tens of thousands of seas.

"It’s not a slap in the hands of Tianyu. This prohibition is terrible."

Ye Chenfeng asked himself to see a lot of strong foreplay bans, but the seal against the Beihai ancient land was the most powerful he had ever seen.

When he used the map of the North Sea in his mind to find the entrance to the ancient land of the North Sea, he became the king of the killing of blood.

"The entrance is there!"

The king of killings appeared, and Ye Chenfeng also found the thinnest place in the Beihai ancient land, and this place is the entrance to the ancient Beihai.

"One and a half million pounds, broken!"

Discovering the entrance, Ye Chenfeng immediately swept the Jinpeng wing and flew over. The double killing aperture appeared behind him, and the rolling force poured into the giant sword, and a sword stabbed the entrance to the ancient land of Beihai.

"Hey!"

After being attacked by a giant scorpion sword with a force of 1.5 million jin and the power of killing, the North Sea ancient entrance ban immediately appeared a road crack.

"Ye Chenfeng, take your life."

At this time, the fast-purchasing king of killings is very close to Ye Chenfeng, and a large number of lines of force condense the big monuments and bombard the past.

Sparkling starlight, like a huge stone tablet with a huge handkerchief, directly presses the heavy waters.

"Three lines of swords, broken!"

In the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng, who smells the death threat, has an amazing potential. The three swords are melted into the giant sword, and the physical strength is like the rushing tide, which greatly enhances the attack power of the giant sword. .

"Hey!"

The entrance to the North Sea ancient land covered with cracks was attacked by Ye Chenfeng with full force and sword. It was finally broken, and a gap of one person was cracked. Ye Chenfeng accelerated, and before the bombardment of the Great Monument. Into the dangerous North Sea ancient land.

"Dead, a strong, dead air."

Into the ancient land of the North Sea, Ye Chenfeng discovered that the air in the air is almost condensed into water, eroding into the body, constantly inspiring his dark, **** side.

The murderousness in your body is released involuntarily, and there is a feeling of being out of control of the body and consciousness.

"Basic Shurao Gong."

Feeling that the suffocation in the heart was stimulated a little bit, Ye Chenfeng quickly ran the eight-brake repair, devours the dead body around him and the third killing aperture.

"The king of killing, I have to see, how do you kill me in this ancient land of the North Sea."

Ye Chenfeng feels that the sinister extent of the Beihai ancient land far exceeds his imagination, and he has a complete map of the North Sea ancient land, the advantage is very obvious.

"Hey!"

Jinpeng’s wing was fast, and Ye Chenfeng quickly disappeared into the entrance to the ancient North Sea.

And Ye Chenfeng just left, the King of Killing also ventured into the ancient land of the North Sea, but found that Ye Chenfeng was gone.

"Ye Chenfeng, I don't believe you can't catch you."

The King of Killing King looked at the ancient seas of the North Sea where there was a thick and dead air. He ventured into the ancient land to find the trace of Ye Chenfeng.

The King of Killing has entered the ancient land of the North Sea more than once. His experience is very rich. When he goes deep into the ancient land of the North Sea, he occasionally throws a soul stone with a mark on his mark to avoid being lost in the ancient land of the North Sea. .

"Rumble!"

When the two of them went deep into the ancient land of the North Sea, they suddenly felt the ground under their feet trembled, and a gray storm formed in the periphery of the North Sea. It was like a raging tsunami, setting off waves and waves. The sweep of the Ye Chenfeng and the King of Killing in different directions.

"It's not good, it's a wave of death!" Looking at the gray storm swept from the distance, the face of the King of Killing changed greatly: "It is too dangerous to enter the ancient land of the North Sea now."

The Beihai ancient land will have a stable period of more than three months every ten years. At that time, it was relatively safe to enter the Beihai ancient land. Now, there are still about three years from the stable period of the Beihai ancient land, so now the Beihai ancient land Dangerous and unusual.

Looking at the death tide getting closer and closer, the King of Killing does not hesitate to raise his own speed to the peak, desperately flying in the ancient land of the North Sea, looking for a shelter.

And Ye Chenfeng, like the King of Killing, feels the horror of the death trend and burns Jinpeng's blood to escape quickly.

"My luck is so good, I just met the death wave when I came to the North Sea."

The mysterious voice was transmitted to Ye Beifeng’s map of the Beihai ancient land, with a detailed introduction to the death trend.

Looking at the back of the body, the sky is full, enough to kill the gray storm of the imperial powerhouse. Ye Chenfeng only feels that his breathing has become difficult. He has no doubt that if he is swallowed by the death tide, he will use it. All the cards are also difficult to escape.

"What to do, where to hide!"

Ye Chenfeng soul quickly browsed the topographic map of the North Sea and looked for a shelter.

"One cliff, there is a cliff in front, you can be a refuge!"

Combined with the surrounding scenery, Ye Chenfeng quickly found the nearest refuge in the Beihai ancient land map - a cliff, quickly fanning the Jinpeng wing, speeding up and flying past.

The trend of death is getting closer and closer, and the pressure on Ye Chenfeng is getting bigger and bigger, but he has not found a cliff on the topographic map, which makes him anxious.

Looking at the death wave appeared ten meters behind Ye Chenfeng, which brought him a deadly threat. A whole body was dark gold, like a shining stone appeared in front of him.

"Finally found a cliff."

Looking at the cliff in front of the cliff, Ye Chenfeng sighed with a sigh of relief, and immediately accelerated to fly over, grabbing a cliff under the cliff before the death wave swallowed himself.

"Booming..."

There is a huge wave of deaths on the cliffs. The powerful shock wave has stirred up waves of dozens of feet, which drove a fierce trembling.

"A cliff, don't collapse!"

Feeling that a cliff is shaking more and more, Ye Chenfeng only feels that his heart has jumped to the eyes of the blind, so that the foot is full of a cliff, for fear that it can not withstand the impact of the death wave.

The violent death trend has been more than three days, gradually dissipated, and eventually disappeared in the ancient North Sea.

Baptized by the death tide, the ground in the ancient North Sea was a mess, but the cliff that suffered the positive impact of the death wave was not damaged by a trace, which made Ye Chenfeng amazed.

"Call, don't know if the king of killings has been swallowed up by the tide of death." Ye Chenfeng sighed with a sigh of relief, and his heart whispered to himself.

When he left a cliff and was ready to return to the entrance to the North Sea, he found that the scene in front of him had changed greatly, and the difference between the maps of the North Sea and the ancient land was great.

"How can this be? Is this North Sea ancient land not changing itself!"

Ye Chenfeng’s brow furrowed and said that he carefully traveled half-column in the Beihai ancient land. Finally, he had to confirm that he had lost his own map of the North Sea.