Eight Desolate Sword God

"Oh, this is how the magical dragons are like the bones of the bones. How can you not get rid of them?"

Ye Chenfeng thought that he was attacked by the chaos and beasts, and he could get rid of the magic dragons, but after more than one hour, the magic dragons chased them again, and approached him a little.

"Boss, the old boy flying faster than you, at your speed can not get rid of his pursuit, it is better to smash other people before you catch up, you and I joined him." Chaos beast proposed.

"Okay, let's gamble once! Big deal, I will burn the millennium Shouyuan again." Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and secretly decided to quickly find a place to do it.

About a musk time, Ye Chenfeng discovered a steep canyon with a bright eye, and a dive flew down into the steep canyon.

When I saw Ye Chenfeng fly into the canyon, the extremely fast Demon Longyuan chased it up and followed Ye Chenfeng to the bottom of the narrow canyon.

"Why don't you run!"

To the bottom of the canyon, the magic dragon found that Ye Chenfeng did not escape, quietly standing on a hard meteorite waiting for himself, his brow slightly wrinkled, looking around, coldly asked.

"I think this place is good, it is very suitable for you to do the cemetery." Ye Chenfeng quickly drank a water of the heavens, restored the soul of consumption, said coldly.

"Hahaha, do you want to kill me?"

Magic Longyuan seems to hear the most ridiculous joke in the world, laughing and dismissive.

"Hey!"

When the magic dragon laughed, a high dragon scream suddenly sounded, and the double-headed blood dragon king emerged from the body of Ye Chenfeng, hovering over his head and yelling at the magic dragon.

"Dragon!"

Looking at the double-headed blood dragon king, I felt the terrible dragon power of the blood dragon king, and the magic dragon brow gently twitched.

"It seems that your coming is really not small, but it is a pity that no one here can save you, and even if I kill you, no one knows that I did it." Demon Long said murderously. , determined to kill Ye Chenfeng to solve this hidden danger.

"Whoever is dead is not necessarily."

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng burned the blood of the dragon again, condensing the five killing apertures and continuing to enhance the strength.

Using a lot of cards, Ye Chenfeng instantly has the strength of the three-level king of the beast king, but the magic dragon is the sixth-level beast king. Even if the strength of Ye Chenfeng soars, there is still a huge gap between them.

"Interesting, really interesting, I didn't expect you to have such a means, it seems to kill you, I can have a good harvest."

Feeling the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s sudden skyrocketing, Demon Longyuan is not shocked and rejoicing. For his cultivation and inheritance, he has a strong interest.

"Hundred Soul Blood Devil Blade!"

The ring of the dragon in the hands of Molong was flashed, and a blood-red blade appeared on his hand.

When he held the **** magic blade, his own breath became fierce, bringing a great sense of oppression to Ye Chenfeng.

"Boss, you are careful, the angel on the old boy's hand has a mystery. If I don't feel wrong, the magic blade seals hundreds of powerful souls, which can amplitude his attack power!" The chaotic **** beast reminds me.

"Western Mozong is not a sacred place, the foundation is really not simple." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself, his face showed a dignified color.

"Kid, let me send you to hell."

The magical murder of the eyes in the eyes of the magic dragon, holding the **** magic blade of the hundred souls, turned into a hurricane, and slammed into the morning wind with the momentum of the sky.

"Nine days and gossip maps."

When the magic dragon hits, Ye Chenfeng decisively sacrificed the gossip map, covering the close-knit magic dragon.

Next, Ye Chenfeng summoned the sword to the sword, and with his invincible body, resisted the destruction of the magic dragon.

"Hey!"

The knives of the magic dragon squatted on the body of the sword, and instantly consumed one tenth of his energy, but his body was not hurt by a single stroke, completely resisting the magic dragon A knife hit.

"Yeah!"

Feeling the power of the earthquake that came from the **** magical blade, the magical long-browed brow, revealing a deep horror.

The next moment, nine days and eight gossip maps were launched, and nine hundred and ninety-nine offensive and murderous histories were assembled into a gossip map, and the bombardment turned to his body, which made him have to be distracted.

However, the nine-day gossip figure was attacked by the konjac self-destructive attack, and it suffered a certain damage, which greatly affected the attack power, and was blocked by the powerful horror of the magic dragon.

"The road of the sword, the dragon is destroyed, the nine swords!"

The magic dragon relies on strength, tearing a line to attack and kill the formation, Ye Chenfeng shot, the ten swords of the pattern flew out of his body, gathered in the soldiers of the king, took out nine teeth and claws Yan Long, whistling and bombarding to the magic dragon.

The nine dragons and swords of the sword's illusion are attacked, and the demon dragon's pupils shrink, and they have pulled out more than ten knives in succession. It is like a layer of huge waves in the sea, overlapping and endless. The ferocious squatting on the Yanlong sword, the hard-boiled and broken Jiuzhongjian.

"Nine days and gossip maps, increase the attack."

At the moment when the Jiuzhongjian was broken, Ye Chenfeng increased the attack intensity of the nine-day and eight-point map, fierce attacking the magic dragon, and tried every means to suppress his offensive.

"Kid, I have to admit, you are the most talented young man I have ever seen, but unfortunately, your realm is too low, even if you realize that the kendo is a heavy day, you can't go back to heaven with the top quality."

The magic dragon rips a nine-day and eight-story attack and starts to counterattack. The swords that are continuously pulled out are connected together. It is like a moody wave, and the waves rolling over the waves have swept to Ye Chenfeng.

Feeling the layers of the knife sea revealing a strong chilling power, Ye Chenfeng decisively ordered the sword spirit to rush up, using the body to resolve the power of the knife sea.

And he himself leaped high, and the spirit beads in the Shenmen Cave burst out of three million pounds, all of which were poured into the soldiers of the king.

The way of the thunder, the pattern of the sword is surrounded by his body, and the terrible lightning storm whirls in the nine-day gossip.

"The ruling of seven swords, thunder!"

A sword is thrown out, the power of killing, the pattern of the sword, the pattern of the thunder, the rapid collection of three million pounds, the smashing of the thundering giant sword, tearing the sword sea that continuously bombards the sword , turned to the magic dragon.

"大斩魔龙刃!"

The magical long-range reaction was extremely fast. Before the Thunder giant sword came, he immediately responded, and the rolling knife became a dark dragon, squatting on the Thunder giant sword and set off in the nine-day gossip map. The waves of the sky shook and the picture shook violently.

"Nine days and gossip maps, nine heavy pressure!"

A large amount of power of destruction permeated, Ye Chenfeng suddenly increased the space pressure of the nine-day gossip, oppressed the power of destruction and bombarded the magic dragon, heavy bombardment on his body, shaking his whole body The blood was tumbling and was slightly injured.

"It seems that I have to be serious."

Magic Long took a deep breath and suppressed the force of blood flowing in the body. The high-speed operation of the Western Mozong passed down the scorpio, and raised its own strength to the limit, the power of destruction and the destruction of the rapid, rapid Approaching Ye Chenfeng.

"Blood magic knife!"

Before Ye Chenfeng, the magical blade of the demon in the hands of the magic dragon rang the horrible devil crying, a **** red knife shadow, and squatting to the full defense of Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey!"

The defense defensive swords that Ye Chenfeng took out were broken, and the blood refining knives were smashed on the soldiers of the king. The powerful force of destruction was transmitted to the body of Ye Chenfeng through the soldiers of the king. He flew out and slammed into the wall of the nine-day gossip. A lot of blood was sprayed out of his mouth, blood stained.