Eight Desolate Sword God

Understanding the half-step sword, Ye Chenfeng knows that he can only make up for the shortcomings of the sword by fighting, and the Heavenly Soul is the perfect place to quench the sword.

Ye Chenfeng ate some food cooked in the spiritual dining room. After a break, he first went to the Shenbing Pavilion, spent four hundred pieces of the soul of the soul, and bought a sword with a fire attribute.

"I don't know how much I can survive with my current strength."

Ye Chenfeng walked and thought about it. According to the topographical icon, he came to the soul of the heavens and saw two giant stone gates with a height of ten meters and a totem on the surface.

And above the stone gate, there is a smooth jade enamel like a mirror. The jade is densely populated with fifty golden names.

The first name is Fu Youyue, the second is Lin Xinxin, the third is Shen Tumad, the fourth is Shangguan Yuantong, and the fifth is Feng Yunxue...

A glance at the ranking of Tianhuo Wubang, Ye Chenfeng regained his gaze, paid ten pieces of soul crystal, and got a life-saving stone.

"Remember, in addition to weapons, the soul of the heavens will not be used, otherwise it will immediately send out the soul of the soul." The registered elders severely warned.

"I know." Ye Chenfeng nodded, crossed the huge stone gate, and entered a large hall with hundreds of Panlong stone pillars.

And just above the main hall, there is also a huge ranking of jade.

Into the hall outside the soul of the soul, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt a sense of oppression in the air, a huge wall on one side, engraved with complex patterns, giving a strong visual impact .

Just as Ye Chenfeng looked at the most promising patterns in front of him, a scream of yin and yang was passed into his ears.

"Ye Chenfeng, why don't you be your tortoise turtle, willing to come out of your small courtyard."

Wearing in gorgeous clothes, Jiang Yijun, who is very handsome, appeared in the hall. When he saw Ye Chenfeng, he stunned and his mouth curled up with a hint of coldness, deliberately provoked.

"Hey, I am really disappointed. Why are there so many mad dogs in the fire house?" Ye Chenfeng glanced at Jiang Yijun indifferently, shaking his head and said.

"Ye Chenfeng, who are you dogs?"

Gang Yijun, who is proud of his heart, never put Ye Chenfeng in his eyes. He heard him insult himself, his face was gloomy and he stepped on the heavy steps, step by step toward Ye Chenfeng, and he was angry and angry. .

"Why, aren't you?" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said: "Some people obviously have made a dog, but they don't admit it. I feel sad for you."

"You..."

Ye Chenfeng’s words deeply hurt Jiang Yijun’s heart, and a raging anger burst out in his chest, like a big hand, oppressed Ye Chenfeng.

"Why, you want to be here? Do you forget the rules of the Tianhuo Wufu." Under the strong momentum of Jiang Yijun's release, Ye Chenfeng stood like a steel gun and stood motionless. .

"Ye Chenfeng, you have a mouthful, do you dare to accept my challenge?"

Jiang Yijun took a deep breath and tried to suppress his inner anger. He looked at Ye Chenfeng contemptuously and provoked the road.

Although he heard that Ye Chenfeng had defeated Xionghe with one enemy and two, he was full of confidence in his own strength. He wanted to break the heart of his martial arts before the morning wind did not grow up.

"I accept your challenge, but I will wait until I finish my soul." Ye Chenfeng promised.

"I happen to be a sorrowful soul, I am waiting for you. But what do you do when you repent of the soul?" Jiang Yijun said deliberately.

"It doesn't matter, the old man can give you a testimony."

At this time, a thick voice sounded, and Tan Chang, who was guarding the soul of the heavens, heard the noise and slowly came out.

"Thank you Tan Elder."

When I heard that Tan was willing to testify, Jiang Yijun was overjoyed and thanked him.

In his view, there is Tan’s testimony, and it’s impossible for Ye Chenfeng to play tricks. He can’t wait to teach Ye Chenfeng.

And Ye Chenfeng’s face has not changed much, just a touch of thanks.

"Well, you two go to the scorpion soul." Tan elder nodded and said.

"Yes!"

When finished, Ye Chenfeng passed through the hall and came to the light door where the formations were condensed.

"Tan Elder, how do you feel this leaf morning wind?"

When Ye Chenfeng disappeared into the main hall, the figure of Elder Liu appeared in the hall and went to the side of Tan Elder.

"The mind is not mature enough, and doing things is a bit reckless." Tan said.

"Reckie? You mean he is betting with Jiang Yijun." Liu Changsou said with a faint smile.

"Yes, Jiang Yijun has been practicing in Tianhuo Wufu for many years. One foot has entered the fifth-level illusionist, and it has already had the strength to hit the top 50 of the Tianhuo martial arts. Ye Chenfeng is definitely not an opponent." Tan grew up. Nod.

"That said, but I am not optimistic about Jiang Yijun, I believe that Ye Chenfeng can win him." Liu said.

"Liu elder, you are so optimistic about Ye Chenfeng? If he wants to defeat Jiang Yijun, but it is too difficult to cross the three levels of realm." Tan Chang asked some strange.

"Believe me, that Ye Chenfeng will give you a surprise." Thinking of Ye Chenfeng's enchanting talent, Liu Elder is full of confidence in him.

"A terrible array of forces."

Standing outside the soul of the heavens, Ye Chenfeng felt a horrible array of pressure on the face through a light door, letting his heart tremble.

"Ye Chenfeng, forgot to tell you, I want to hit the top 50 of the fire martial arts list this time." Jiang Yijun turned his head and glanced at Ye Chenfeng, not far away, deliberately said that he wanted to fight his self-confidence. .

"I also forgot to tell you that I am going to hit the top 40 of the Tianhuo list this time." Ye Chenfeng responded with a smile and said.

When finished, Ye Chenfeng no longer cares for the gloomy Jiang Yijun, inserting the identity token into the gap of the light door, opening the light door, and entering the soul of the soul.

Into the soul of the soul, Ye Chenfeng found himself in a very high temperature flame purgatory.

A winding stone road runs through the entire flame purgatory. The stone road is surrounded by hot magma. A hot air is filled in the magma, and it hurts on the face.

When Ye Chenfeng stepped on the stone road, his keen sense suddenly noticed that there was danger behind him. His virtual light flashed at the foot, and while sneaking into the sneak attack in a very small space, he slammed the force. a punch.

"Hey!"

Ye Chenfeng's fists filled with tens of thousands of pounds hit the sneak attacker's six-level spirit beast. The powerful force directly blasted his body and turned into a haze of light.

"A little point."

Ye Chenfeng sees the number one in the identity token, knowing that he can get a little point every time he kills a sixth-level spirit.

The high and low points directly determine the ranking of Tianhuo Wubang.

"Come on, let me see how big the difficulty of this day is."

Ye Chenfeng is holding a hot and cold hurricane, and the war is high, and he has rushed into the flames of purgatory with bare hands.