Eight Desolate Sword God

The night is quiet, only the insects are screaming.

"Spiritual fish, have you slept?"

After the night, Ye Chenfeng came outside the room where the spirit fish lived, slamming the door and whispering.

When I heard the sound of Ye Chenfeng, I was worried that his safe spirit fish was naked with a pair of white feet like jade. He ran quickly and opened the door and ushered him in.

"Morning wind brother, where are you going these days, I am worried about dying." Linghu asked a leafy white water for Ye Chenfeng and asked softly.

"I have been healing in the Nether Mountain in these days. Now I have completely recovered my injuries." Ye Chenfeng did not hide his whereabouts and said softly: "For the spirit fish, what happened to Xuan Mingzong in recent days?" Why? Why do the lights look like they are very lively?"

"The day after tomorrow is the birthday feast of the Emperor Xuan Ming, when the two major hegemonic powers of the Heilongjiang County, the masters of the Tianshouling, will come to congratulate." Ling fish said softly.

"Is this Xuan Ming Sovereign banquet so grand?"

The life of the monk is extremely long, and it is not as heavy as the mortal on the day of the birth, and Ye Chenfeng said something incomprehensible.

"I heard that birthday is only one aspect, as if they are still negotiating about Longyuan Holy City."

The spiritual fish has a very low status in Xuan Mingzong. When she was accidentally working, she learned the news, but she did not know it.

"Longyuan Holy City Test!"

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes brightened and he had a bit of interest in it.

"Spiritual fish, these five millennium spirits are given to you, you practice well, I will come back to you in a few days." Ye Chenfeng left five precious millennium spirits for the spirit fish and left her. The stone house where I lived went directly to the inner door and inquired about the news of the Longyuan Holy City.

Although Ye Chenfeng came to Xuan Ming Zong's inner door for the first time, no one knew it, but he still used more than a hundred pieces of the soul of the soul, and he inquired about the news of Longyuan Holy City.

The West Coast Longyuan Holy City test is the same as the Northern Spiritual Age Ancient City. It is the highest level of the military in the mainland, and almost all the forces of the Western Continent will send Zongmen’s talented disciples.

And there is a big secret hidden in the holy city of Longyuan, that is the mysterious dragon.

The legendary Longyuan is a dragon cave. There was a dragon in it, but the rumors are true. No one knows, because Longyuan has not appeared in more than 100,000 years, and no one has ever entered the deepest part of Longyuan.

"The magic wind cloud, you let the ice Cangshan plot the ancient palace in the northern spiritual realm of the North, disturbing the order of my northern spiritual domain, should I also send you a big gift?"

Understanding that the Longyuan Holy City is imaginary, Ye Chenfeng’s mouth is slightly upturned, revealing a chilly smile, and has a strong interest in the upcoming Longyuan Holy City.

But if you want to participate in the Longyuan Holy City meeting, Ye Chenfeng must get an identity. After meditation, Ye Chenfeng decided to stay in Xuan Mingzong for a while, and find a way to get the representative Xuan Ming. Zong participated in the qualification of the Longyuan Holy City.

After the decision, Ye Chenfeng found the elders who were in charge of daily affairs, and gave him the identity token of the inner door. He received some cultivation resources and was assigned to a more secluded practice.

Before coming to his own practice, Ye Chenfeng immediately chose to retreat.

Although Ye Chenfeng is only one step away from breaking through the realm of the fourth-level beastmaster king, but because of the consumption of the best heaven and earth spirits, it is difficult to take the final step in a short time and break through the realm.

After contemplation, Ye Chenfeng is prepared to practice the ruling of the Seventh Sword in a limited time, further enhance his attack power, and fully prepare for the Longyuan Holy City.

The ruling of the Seven Swords as a spiritual tradition of the spiritual inheritance of the centuries, the cultivation requirements are extremely high, but the strength of the Ye Chenfeng is comparable to that of the imperial strong, enough to practice the ruling of the Seventh Sword.

Under the rapid deduction of the brain, Ye Chenfeng’s understanding of the ruling of the Seventh Sword of the Seventh Sword is getting deeper and deeper. After a night of deduction, Ye Chenfeng basically grasped the attack trajectory and power explosion point of the collapse.

However, if you want to fully display it, you will be able to maximize the impact of the crash, and you need to integrate it in reality and practice it.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng’s body flashed slightly, like a ghost, and God left the Xuan Mingzong without knowing it. He once again came to the Xuanming Mountains, found a secluded valley, and hid in it to practice the ruling of the Seven Swords. Falling into the sky.

Although Ye Chenfeng laid tens of thousands of lines in the valley and sealed the entire valley, the attacking power of the sword of the sky is too terrible, and the force of the collapse of the sky constantly destroys the formations in the valley. The entire valley trembled fiercely.

Ye Chenfeng cultivated from dawn to night, and his understanding of the fifth style of the Seven Swords was deeper and deeper, and he was more and more comfortable to display.

"The pattern of heaven, the pattern of the sword, the pattern of the thunder, the texture of the fire."

I feel that I have mastered the true meaning of the sword of the skybreaker. Ye Chenfeng immediately merged the four major attacking ideologies into the soldiers of the king. A sword of the world shook the sky and directly tore the sky.

"The ruling of the Seventh Sword, the fifth style, collapse!"

A sword smashed out of the world, carrying the indestructible sword of the sky torn the sky and the sea, cracking the sky screen, stirring the chaos.

Looking into the distance, the sky seems to be completely cracked by this sword. The terrible space cracks stretch for thousands of feet. For a time, the world is discolored, the thunder roars, and the gods are shocking.

In the morning of Ye Chenfeng, there were four major attacks, and when the sword broke out, when the sky collapsed, the Xuan Ming Zonghou Mountain was picturesque, and the seasons were like spring, like a valley in a fairyland. Wearing a green smoked silk flower skirt, the enchanting and glamorous lips of Feng's body are outlined, and the **** lips are full of emotions. The woman who never reveals all kinds of styles suddenly opens her charming scorpion and reveals the shock.

"Well, what happened to the Xuanming Mountains? Who broke into my mysterious mountain?"

The glamorous woman's brows wrinkled tightly together, looking into the distance, and faintly saw a subtle spatial crack in the endless sky.

And this man is under the body, revealing the mature charm, like a peach-like woman is the Xuan Ming lord, the five levels of the beast king of the realm of water.

"Hey!"

Feeling that there was a big event in the Nether Mountain, the water stunned and shimmered, and summoned the soul wing to fly at a very fast speed.

But she rushed to the valley where Ye Chenfeng practiced the seventh sword of the Seventh Sword. In addition to seeing criss-crossing, there were traces of scary Yuwei's swords, but she could not find the trace of Ye Chenfeng.

"You are here, what happened here, who is just here!"

When the water secluded to release a powerful soul force, in the sense of the clues in the valley, a young man wearing a phoenix robe, his eyes slightly gray, the charm still exists, whispered.

This old-fashioned robes in a phoenix robe is a master of the water, and he is the lord of the Xuan Ming, the red water mark of the five-level king of the beast.

"Master, I am late, I didn't find that person, but according to the terrible power left in the space, the attack power of the man is extremely terrible, I am afraid that it can reach the level of the Emperor." Said dignified.

"Fenghuangqiang!" The red-stained face changed, and whispered: "How can I have a strong emperor in my Xuan Mingzong?"

"Maybe that person is just passing by, it happens to be cultivated in the sphere of my sacred sect."

"Hey, hope!" The red mark sighed softly and his face was full of worry.

There wasn’t any clues, and the waters of the heart were so long that they didn’t stay long and left together.