Eight Desolate Sword God

In the evening, the sky is a deep red cloud, reflected on the snowy peaks, and the sky snow peaks are rendered into a scroll-like rose color.

With the help of Ye Chenfeng, Ji Dianxue and Bai Xiya completely absorbed the prefecture-level soul Dan, and began to attack the second-level beasts.

But because the foundations of the two of them are not solid, it is very difficult to impact the bottleneck of the realm. It is difficult to break through in a few days.

At this time, his face was slightly awkward, and the tired snow drifted back to Tianxuefeng alone.

"What happened to the sister, is the matter very serious?" Looking at the snow drifting, Ye Chenfeng immediately stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Well, things are more serious than we think." Snow drifted and sighed softly: "My master forcibly searched the soul of the flower snake sage, and learned the plot of the West Mozong against my floating mountain. What they really have to deal with is actually the genius of my floating mountains."

"Floating sister, can you tell me the plot of the Western Devils?" asked Ye Chenfeng.

"Yes! Let's talk over there, don't bother them to practice." The snow hesitated for a moment, nodded, and took Ye Chenfeng to the snow pavilion built on the edge of the cliff.

"Hey, the West Mozong secretly colluded with the Ice Palace, the snake domain, not wanting to attack me on the mountain, but wanted to borrow the hands of two major forces to eradicate the genius of my floating mountains and break the foundation of my floating mountains. "Snow drifting in the pavilion, looking at the snowy mountains in the distance, said anxiously.

"Floating sister, since you have learned about the conspiracy of the West Mozong in advance, can you prevent it in advance?" Ye Chenfeng asked inexplicably.

"Things are not as simple as you think. In less than three months, you will arrive at the Northern Spirits every ten years of the ancient city, fighting for the air in the ancient city, and my floating mountain is north. The first sacred door of the spiritual domain, if it is absent from this meeting, will not only lose the air traffic of the sect, but will also affect our prestige."

"And the West Mozong has calculated that my floating mountain will definitely send disciples to participate in the ancient city of the military, so I want to borrow the Ice Palace, the Snake Valley master in the process of meeting the military, eradicate my genius of the floating mountain."

The important secret that snow drifts will be known, told Ye Chenfeng at 1510.

"Floating sister, the floating mountain as the first door of the North Spirit, isn't the genius cultivated as good as the Ice Palace and the Snake Valley?" Ye Chenfeng pondered and asked.

"The ancient city will have a clear rule, the disciple who participated in the meeting, the bone age should not exceed 40 years old, and my disciples of the age of 40 years old, except me, no one broke through to the realm of the king." /

"Because I became the master of the floating mountain, I want to host this meeting. I can’t participate in the meeting as a player. As far as I know, the younger generation of the Ice Palace and the Snake Valley have given birth to the King of the Kings, plus the West Magic. In the dark, I will help you, and once I am ravaged by the mountain disciples, they will be fierce and less." Snow said with a calm voice.

"Floating sister, do you want me to play on your behalf, smash the conspiracy of the West Mozong?" Understand the ins and outs, Ye Chenfeng smiled softly and asked softly.

"You..."

The snow fluttered at a brow, and the eyes in the eyes shot out and looked at Ye Chenfeng.

"Well, don't dare to say anything else, but I pinch the ice palace, the so-called genius of Snake Valley, still sure." Ye Chenfeng nodded, confidently said.

"This is a way!"

Thinking of the strength of Ye Chenfeng's crushing of the three-level anti-beast king, the worries of the snow drifting zero eyebrows have alleviated a lot.

"I asked the master to listen to her old man's opinion."

Speaking, the snow drifted out of the communication beads, and the old lord of the floating mountain, Xuexianchi, was summoned to tell her about Ye Chenfeng’s proposal.

"Morning wind, my master wants to meet you, don't you know?" Ending the communication, the snow drifted hand holding the communication beads, looking at Ye Chenfeng, whispered.

"Of course, wait for the snow, Shiya, they break through the realm, I will go with you to see your master." Ye Chenfeng very happy to promise.

"The morning breeze, the master wants to see you immediately. As for the snow, Xia's safety, you can rest assured that there will be no one to disturb their cultivation here." Snow drifted to zero.

"Well, let me guard the swords."

Ye Chenfeng nodded, summoned the sword spirit, ordered him to guard the two women, summoned the Jinpeng wing, followed the snow drifting to the ethereal temple located in the main peak of the ethereal.

When Ye Chenfeng followed the snow, he walked into the center of the main peak of the ethereal peak, and guarded the large array of the center of the floating mountain. It was built from 108 dragons and pillars, carved and painted, revealing the ethereality of the ancient vicissitudes of life. When he was in the temple, he immediately noticed that a haze of gaze was projected on himself.

"Well, how is he here?"

Looking at the end of the seat, looking at his own Gao Zongyan, Ye Chenfeng's brow slightly wrinkled.

"Ye Chenfeng, I am on the mountain, thank you for the news brought by Qianli."

Looking at the snow and falling into the hall, the body is tall and straight, the atmosphere is extraordinary, the leaves are very confident and confident, and the white phoenix suit, the hair is white, but the charm is still there. Kindly said.

"The old master of the snow is too polite." Ye Chenfeng smiled and said: "The snow lord has helped me many times that year. This is what I should repay."

"Ye Chenfeng, the news you brought, is no longer a matter of kindness. It is related to the future fate of my floating mountain. When I am in the middle of the crisis, we will definitely repay this." Xuexianchi promised in public Road.

"Abominable..."

When you hear the guarantee of Xuexianchi, Gaozong’s face is gloomy, biting his teeth, and constantly cursing the morning wind in his heart.

"Right, just listen to the drifting, say, do you intend to fly on the mountain to fight the ancient city of the military?" Xuexianchi asked.

"Well, I have the confidence to crush the plot of the West Mozong. As for my strength, I think the San Dafa method is very clear." Ye Chenfeng nodded and looked at the Gao Zongyan, whose face was gloomy.

"You..."

Under the eyes of the public, Ye Chenfeng once again uncovered the scars, and Gao Zong’s lungs were blasting, and he could not wait to kill him on the spot.

"This is really a good idea. I don't know what opinions you have?" Xue Xianchi nodded, and the turbid eyes glanced at the people sitting in the hall and asked them for their opinions.

"I don't agree!"

Sitting in the first place on the left hand, the eyes of the elders, like the closed elders, said.

The words of Xueqing’s words fell, and several elders led by him, the law-abiding statements, disagreed with Ye Chenfeng’s representative of the floating mountain to fight the ancient city.

"The Great Elder, I don't know what reason you are against?" Xue Xianchi asked him with deep thoughts and asked slowly.

"First of all, he is an outsider, letting an outsider play on behalf of me, it will inevitably affect the reputation of my floating mountain."

"Secondly, although this person brought news about the fate of my floating mountain, we know very little about him. I don't know if you have considered it. He may be a spy from the Western Devils, deliberately confusing us.

"There is, the ancient city will be armed, involving the air transport of my floating mountain in the next ten years. If he wins the air and the big chance, what should I do if I don't give me the floating mountain?"

"So, in light of the above considerations, I disagree with him to represent me in the misty mountains to participate in the ancient city."

In the end, the scorpion of Xue Qing’s deep scorpion suddenly became sharp, and he looked at the straight and standing, and his face did not like Ye Chenfeng.

"The Great Elder, the morning breeze is my friend, I believe that he is a man, I suggest that he represent me in the misty mountains to fight in the ancient city of the military." Xueqing 澜 voice just fell, the snow drifting zero but the end of the leaf morning wind.

"The Sovereign, Zongmen's future is a child's play, you can't push me to the edge of the knife because of subjective consciousness." Xue Qing said with compelling force.

"The elders said so much, there is no doubt about Ye Chenfeng's loyalty. If he can pass the test of the ethereal illusion, I don't know if the elders still object to him playing on behalf of me." At this time, Xuexianchi speaks. It is.

"If he can pass the test of the ethereal fantasy, I will naturally no longer doubt him." Xue Qing's mouth was slightly upturned, revealing a trace of hard to be perceived as cold, said.

"Ye Chenfeng, are you willing to go to the illusion of the illusion to be tested?" Xue Xianchi looked at Ye Chenfeng and asked.

"Snow old lord, don't know what is this ethereal illusion?" asked Ye Chenfeng.

"The ethereal illusion is the place where the lord of my dying mountain burial is buried. It is also a place of opportunity. Anyone who enters will accept the test of the soul of the souls of my dynasties. If the test fails, it is possible to lose his life. But if you pass all the tests, your soul will be greatly tempered, and the soul beast will become stronger." Xue Xianchi said in detail.

"The older generation is willing!"

Learn that the ethereal illusion is a bit like the road to the will of his own, Ye Chenfeng did not hesitate to agree.

"Well, then come with me."

Speaking, Xuexianchi slowly got up, and left the ethereal temple with Ye Chenfeng, and went to the floating land of the misty mountains, floating outside the illusion.