Eight Desolate Sword God

"Dark meaning, devouring!"

After the tidal wave of Ye Chenfeng and others, the body of the demon body is constantly aggravated, forcing him to burn terrible blood, and the strong action uses the dark meaning, forming a terrible power of engulfing in the body. Devouring the attack. `

Under the protection of the dark way, the defensive power of the body of the demon is greatly enhanced, and the fierce counterattack begins.

"Shadow, if you keep the cards, we are afraid that we will die here today."

Ye Chenfeng’s attack on the attack is fierce, but it’s hard to hurt the body of the devil’s body, shouting loudly.

"Tianbao, flute!"

‘Shadow’ biting his lip tightly, revealing his biggest card, offering a long arm, a black body, inlaid with a beast’s celestial flute, and blown up

"The Nine Souls!"

The power of the soul and the blood of the blood melted into the flute. It was like a melodious, iron-like horse, and the music like the sea was released in the flute, bombarding the body of the demon, confusing the body of the demon. The soul in the weak, his attack.

"Human unity, hey!"

The body of the demon is attacked by the song of the Nine Souls, which is blown by the 'shadow'. When the reaction appears to be a little slow, the sword and the sword are merged with the Emperor Sword, and they become a light sword of the sky. Carrying an unbreakable attack power, a sword smashes on the body of the demon.

A deep sword mark runs through the body of the demon, leaving a deep sword mark on his body, and a lot of black blood flows out.

Next, Ye Chenfeng shot the red jewels, bombarded the sword marks on the chest of the demon body, venting a terrible thunder of death, penetrated into the body of the demon, and carried out deep damage to him. `

Red Thunder Pearl is the quasi-daobao. The thunder of death that is released is extremely terrible. It constantly smashes the dark meaning in the body of the demon, tearing his body and aggravating his injury.

"Humble humans, you are irritating me."

Dispels the mystery of the Nine Souls, and the body of the demon that is constantly increasing in injury exerts a big killing, the blood is completely burned, and a large number of dark lines are spouting out of his body, gathering in the void. .

"Eight Dark Road Patterns!"

"Sixty death lines!"

When the body of the demon is completely burned, the two avenues are intertwined, and Ye Chenfeng reveals a dignified color, and the ‘shadow’ is even more ugly, feeling deeply feared.

She has never seen it before. Some people have cultivated the artistic conception to such a degree. The dark way of thinking is that the Eight Heavens have already come out of her imagination.

"Humble humans, you two can go to hell."

"Death dark ripples!"

The body of the demon snarls, the dark lines, the lines of death blend together, forming a ripple of death, like a wave of raging sea waves, rolling the horrible waves, swallowing up to Ye Chenfeng and ' Shadow'.

"Sword Spirit, Defense!"

Feeling the terrible dark ripples of death, Ye Chenfeng’s decisive command of the sword spirit was blocked in front of him, and ‘Shadow’ swept around Ye Chenfeng to seek shelter.

"Boom!"

The death of the two avenues of death, the dark ripples, and the extremely fast bombardment on the body of the sword, set off a huge wave. `

A moment, all the sounds between the heavens and the earth were swallowed, and the terrible impact continued to tear the space, causing the space in the temple to collapse.

"Hey!"

Although there is a sword spirit defense, Ye Chenfeng was injured by the death of the dark corrugated Yu Wei, a large amount of blood sprayed in his mouth, comparable to the appearance of the top of the sky.

And the 'shadow' was hit hard by this devastating force. The middle-aged warrior suit worn was completely broken, revealing a **** body, slamming into the wall of the temple hundreds of meters away, dying. Fall to the ground.

"The ruling of seven swords, collapse!"

With the defense of the sword, defending against the deadly attack of the dark ripples of death, Ye Chenfeng was attacked by the devastating storm and flew into the air. The powerful soul in the brain locked the body of the demon, and the soldier holding the king showed up. Big kill tricks.

The power of rolling and killing, the power of artistic conception is merged together, forming a sword that breaks through the heavens and the earth, tearing the storm of destruction, carrying infinite destructive power, and smashing into the body of the demon.

Under the threat of death, the power of Ye Chenfeng’s sword has reached its peak. Looking into the air, there is a dark crack in the space like a black ink.

"Hey!"

The body of the demon that was not able to escape was swept away by the sword of the sky, and the strong body was hit hard again.

"Humble human beings, this Holy Spirit will spare you a life today, and wait for the next meeting, this holy must destroy you!"

The strongest blow of his own is blocked by the sword, and the consumption is serious. The body of the demon covered with sword marks knows that it is difficult for him to kill Ye Chenfeng, leaving a swearword and fleeing to the temple. .

"Where to run!"

When the body of the devil escaped, Ye Chenfeng ignored the physical injury and forcibly intercepted through the destruction storm.

But when he passed through the devastating storm, the terrible demon body smashed the temple to ban, escaped from the temple, and disappeared into the endless black airflow

"Let him escape again!"

The interception failed, and Ye Chenfeng showed the color of regret. Once the body of the demon was reorganized, it would be difficult to kill him.

"You are alright."

After the body of the demon was injured and escaped, Ye Chenfeng slowly walked to the side of the pool of blood, and was seriously injured, extremely weak, and asked in a low voice.

"I, I'm fine!"

The ‘Shadow’ is strong and sit up, hands crossed in the air, contaminated with the rounded double peaks of blood, weakly said.

"You heal, this opportunity in the temple, I will naturally leave you a copy."

Ye Chenfeng glanced at the spring of the ‘shadow’ exposed to the air. There was no trace of turmoil in his heart, and he slowly turned around and walked toward the black stone sarcophagus that did not know how many years to suppress the body of the demon.

When he just played against the body of the demon, his powerful soul felt something under the black stone.

"This is...the death of the fruit."

When he pushed open the cracked black stone sarcophagus, there was a black grass with a half-inch height and very fine skin under the stone sarcophagus. The grass was three-grain size, and the whole body was painted black. Contains the fruits of death.

According to the information conveyed by the brain, these three black fruits are the deaths of the dead, each of which is comparable to the real Dao Dan, very precious.

"Spiritual fish, I have good things for you!"

The death road contains the same meaning of death. Ye Chenfeng only needs one enough. His heart will swallow a lot of heavenly spirit grass, and the sleepy spirit fish from the Qiankun environment. Transmitted.

The swallowing of a large number of heavenly spirit grasses, the strength of the special spiritual fish has been greatly improved, and has already broken through to the fourth level of the king of the beast king, and the strength has passed over ten thousand pounds.

"Morning Brother, this is..."

Feeling the pure spirit and morality of the fruit of death, the eyes of the spirit fish suddenly lit up, and asked a small blush.

"This is two dead fruits, each one is comparable to the real Dao Dan." Ye Chenfeng gave two dead fruits to the spirit fish, and gave her a lotus seed of the same value. .

"Thank you for the morning wind brother!"

The hand holds three fruits that are enough to make the beastmaster master crazy. The eyes of the spirit fish are curved into a cute crescent shape, excitedly said.

"After the spirit fish, go back to the Qiankun area to practice."

When finished, Ye Chenfeng will be excited to collect the spirit fish into the territory of the Qiankun, and the finger will be shot, and the deadly grass that is of lesser value will be shot to the shadow.

Next, Ye Chenfeng released a powerful soul to cover the entire temple, searching for the location of the keel, but he searched the entire temple, there is no keel, can not help but reveal a trace of regret.

"It seems that not every temple has a keel."

Ye Chenfeng sighed softly and swallowed the dead fruit of the rice grain size, quickly refining and refining, further enhancing his strength.

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