Eight Desolate Sword God

"Morning, morning breeze, you really killed him!"

Looking at the scene where Ye Chenfeng twisted the neck of the blue robe man, Fu Youyue did not know how to describe the mood at the moment. She felt that she did not know Ye Chenfeng, and Ye Chenfeng gave her the shock. too big.

"One level is against the Beastmaster!"

Ye Chenfeng smiled a little, and said indifferently, he searched his black body and found a ring that was dull and damaged.

"Broken!"

The power of the brain is infiltrated into the ring of Qiankun, and the inside prohibition is easily broken.

"How is this person so poor?"

Ye Chenfeng’s brows are slightly wrinkled, and there are few treasures in the blue-robed man’s Qiankun ring that are of interest to him. Even the top-quality soul crystals are only a dozen, and there is no inheritance of souls, soul skills, and exposed. The color of disappointment.

"Well, this is..."

Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng found a sheepskin scroll with a large number of foreclosures in many relics. Immediately, with the help of the power of the brain, he broke the prohibition and opened the scroll.

"Nothing?"

Ye Chenfeng looked empty, and there was no scroll of sheepskin scrolls, and the brows wrinkled.

"No, this sheepskin scroll clearly has somatic fluctuations, why is it empty?"

"Do you need blood?"

Thinking for a while, Ye Chenfeng bit his finger and squeezed a lot of blood on the blank sheepskin scroll. Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng felt that the soul of the sheepskin scroll was fluctuating more and more intense, a kind of reproduction. The road map to the extreme emerges.

"Sure enough, this sheepskin scroll was sealed and blood was needed to open the ban."

Looking at the road map of reproduction, Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile and said: "Sister, we are lucky, this person really has a complete treasure map, it seems that we have the opportunity to get the big chance here. ."

"Who are you? Why do you get the inheritance map of my ice palace."

When Ye Chenfeng and Fu Youyue got together, when studying this road map, a lot of soul power suddenly appeared in the sheepskin scroll, which became an old face and looked at Ye Chenfeng with hostility. Two people, the sound of a thick question asked.

"Ice Palace! I did not expect the mysterious power behind this treasure map to be the absolute hegemon of Beihai Prefecture, Liupin Zongmen Ice Palace." Fu Youyue heard the name of the Ice Palace, knowing that they are extremely powerful and terrible. The power of Zongmen is second only to the floating mountain.

"Do you say your letter?"

Ye Chenfeng quickly controlled the brain, remembered the map of reproduction, and said coldly.

"If you don't tell the truth, then you can give me to die."

The old face roared and turned into a terrible soul power, as if the rushing waves, bombarded Ye Chenfeng.

"Sister carefully."

Ye Chenfeng’s body flashed slightly, and Fu Youyue, who was eclipsed by the flower, was behind him, letting this horrible soul force rush into his mind.

"No, what is this, what is in your mind?"

The old soul just about to tear the soul of the leaf morning wind, a horrible engulfing vortex appeared, directly smashing the old soul and swallowing it.

"Morning, morning wind, how are you, you are fine, don't scare me."

Looking in front of himself, the unusually tall figure, Fu Youyue panicked, nervously grabbed Ye Chenfeng’s arm and shouted, for fear that he had an accident.

"Sister, you hurt me."

Controlling the brains and engulfing the old souls that emerged from the sheepskin reels, Ye Chenfeng turned around and looked at Fu Youyue’s concerned eyes, and smiled slightly.

"You, are you really okay?"

Looking at the unforgettable Ye Chenfeng, Fu Youyue grew up with a big mouth, and some stuttered.

"I'm fine, the garbage soul can't hurt me." Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"Garbage Soul!"

The moment when the old soul attacked, Fu Youyue had a feeling that the lonely boat could face the waves and could be torn at any time. The heart had a strong sense of powerlessness, and such a terrible soul came to the mouth of Ye Chenfeng. It became garbage.

"Change. State!"

In addition to the change of the word, Fu Youyue has no idea what words to describe Ye Chenfeng.

"The morning breeze, the treasure map in the sheepskin scroll disappeared."

Fu Youyue took a deep breath and suddenly felt the road map of the surface of the sheepskin reel disappeared when he was shocked.

"It doesn't matter, I have already remembered the treasure map. If it is gone, it will be gone." Ye Chenfeng said faintly.

"What, so complicated road map, you will remember it when you work hard..." Fu Youyue took a sip of cool air, looked at Ye Chenfeng like a monster, and muttered in his heart: "Big! Change !!!

"Sister, you come with me, we leave here through the black hole door in the ancient array."

Speaking, the lines of the ten swords rushed out of his body, and a sword tore a gap in the Tianlei ancient array, with Fu Youyue walking inside, passing through the black hole door in the center of the ancient array, leaving This dead, dark space, came to a bird's language, like a space in the world of fairyland.

"It’s so beautiful, how can there be such a beautiful place in the world."

Looking at the green hills in front of you, the clouds are filled with clouds, and the clouds are lingering. If you leave in the misty clouds, Fu Youyue’s eyes can’t help but be fascinated by the beauty in front of him.

"Sister, the sight you see may be fake."

Ye Chenfeng’s deep scorpion sparkled a lot of soul light, and he saw another scene with his brain.

The faint silver light, the dead bones of the dead, the broken stone tablets, this is the land of burial.

"The ultimate in life is death, the ultimate in death is life, there will be two poles here and there."

Ye Chenfeng frowned and looked at the land where the corpse was buried. The more and more it felt that everything here was not simple, as if hiding a big secret.

"Fake? You said everything here is fake?"

Fu Youyue has limited strength and has no brains, so she can't see through the two poles.

"Yeah!"

Ye Chenfeng nodded and slowly walked under the waterfall of more than a thousand meters. He punched a punch at the center of the rushing waterfall and cut off the entire waterfall.

The next moment, the power of the brain is erupting in his mind and rushing into the violently fluctuating waterfall. Soon, the waterfall like the Milky Way disappears, and the picturesque scene is also wrinkled. Its true face.

"Morning wind, what the **** is this."

Looking at the protruding bones, the cemetery, the stone tablet, Fu Youyue’s beautiful eyes, asked.

"If I don't admit my mistakes, here is the place of life and death, it is the place of great murder. I am afraid that there is a big evil thing here."

Ye Chenfeng knows the two sides of life and death through the brain, and he can't help but have a retreat.

"The most murderous land!" Fu Youyue, who has a strong uneasiness in his heart, said: "Since it is so dangerous here, it is better for us to leave here quickly."

"Yeah."

Hesitating for a moment, Ye Chenfeng still gave up the idea of ​​exploring this murderous land, ready to wait for the strength to be strong enough.

When they were about to leave, the two space cracks suddenly appeared, the white gauze woman, and a one-armed man with a smoldering breath on his body, only one arm, and the gray-colored man in his eyes appeared. , sealed their way to the road.