Chapter 338 Sword God Ye Fei

After Zhan Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she stared at Lin Feng with wide eyes, as if asking him why he didn't help. As soon as Lin Feng frowned, he turned his hand and took out six or seven high-quality healing elixir.

"Holy medicine!" When Zhan Xiaoxiao saw the seven dazzling elixir, she immediately exclaimed, which surprised others. Isn't it a superior healing elixir? It's worth such a fuss.

"Take them and go." Lin Feng shot gently, and Zhan Xiaoxiao grabbed it and looked at Lin Feng with a little respect. Although she is a sworn match, Lin Feng still deserves her respect for having the heart to do what she says.

Looking at the two Jin monks leaving, Yun Miao said in a low voice, "The situation of the space world on the second floor of Jiuyou Dung Fu is more complicated than we imagined. If there are only two hypocrites lurking in this time, the consequences will become very serious.

"So, before the situation is clear, we'd better find a place to practice and improve our strength before the war comes."

"Do you think cultivation is like eating and sleeping, and you can improve if you want to improve?" Yun Miao rolled his eyes, and only the disciples of the Beast Spirit Gate nodded in agreement. They all know that Lin Feng is pregnant with a strange treasure and has the inexhaustible blood of seven-level fierce beasts. This blood contains a strong blood power of fairy beasts, so it is an unattainable treasure for monks in Taoism.

Everyone found a relatively hidden place. Lin Feng sacrificed 60 spiritual swords and laid two layers of sword array. Yun Miaomiao also set up a layer of forbidden array that can maximize the isolation of breath. After doing everything well, Lin Feng pulled out the blood of seven or eight regiments in a row without hesitation. The vast energy made hundreds of people stunned for a long time.

"I'm not ready to practice yet." Lin Feng roared, and everyone reacted and sat down cross-legged around Lin Feng.

When everyone was ready, Lin Feng frowned and summoned the light purification charm. The power of light was sprinkled down, and the blood of those irritable seven-level fierce beasts immediately turned into rolling mana and was absorbed into the body by everyone.

Lin Feng had to do this. Since he saw the black shirt and Fan Yinxiu appear, he had a very bad feeling. This hunch is not generated by the abnormal movement of the sword spirit, but suddenly this hunch in my mind, which is an extremely unusual thing.

There are thirty-five pseudo-respects in the seven clans of war alone, so how many ordinary pseudo-respects are there? How many elders are there in the disaster? And were there some pseudo-respects that day, and even the big respects in the regular situation had one or two. If the ancestor of this war clan is really a disciple of the puppet fairy sect, then it is very possible to have one or two big respects for tens of thousands of people.

Thinking of this, Lin Feng couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in his heart. Therefore, he wants to improve his strength as soon as possible and improve the strength of the people around him. The blood of Jiaolong is continuously pulled out and continuously supplies the devouring and absorption of more than 100 people.

Ten days later, the light purification charm above Lin Feng's head was finally collected into the Zifu space. He is restraining the surging mana in his body with all his strength, and the seven golden elixirs are constantly rotating, absorbing the pure mana absorbed by digestion.

"In the middle of the disaster." Yun Piaomiao opened his eyes and felt his Dharma realm in disbelief, and his little mouth was slightly upturned in surprise. Other monks also woke up one after another, and everyone clearly felt that their power soared a little exaggerated.

"Oh, my God, I jumped two levels!" A disciple of the Beast Spirit Gate trembled and said, "The combat strength of 999 million yuan is only one opportunity to be promoted to a pseudo-respect."

Everyone looked at Lin Feng, who was still retreating in awe, and the momentum emanating from this person was simply comparable to an old pseudo-esteem. However, his Dharma talent is at the peak of evolution. I really can't imagine how horrible the power he has will be when he advances to the realm of life.

"At the peak of evolution, with a combat power of nearly 18 million, he can barely cope with a pseudo-respecting monk with the art of blood sacrifice. If the two space forces of wind and fire can be integrated at the same time, it is not impossible to deal with a monk who is hypocritical. It is just necessary to integrate the power in the space of wind and fire into the Dharma, and the difficulty in kendo does not have to impact the low rules.

"Maybe with the real inheritance of the demon gate, you can integrate your many space forces one by one. At that time, I'm afraid that the power you have is also qualified to have a place on the immortal list." Lin Feng opened his eyes and saw the monks around him staring at him. He couldn't help asking strangely, "Is there anything on my face?"

"Ha ha, Brother Lin, you are awake." Zhai Xinrong said with a smile, "Your Taoist friends have improved significantly and have woken up a long time ago, so..."

"Ye-huh." Lin Feng got up and stood up, and his face suddenly became grim. Yun Piaomiao, not far away, was also shocked, "Lin Daoyou, please come to the door."

"The comer is very strong, everyone be careful." Lin Feng put away all the two layers of sword array under his hand. In the face of a peerless strong man, the so-called sword array is all tofu dregs. It's better to put it away and use it again.

Yun Piaomiao also unlocked the forbidden array. Everyone flew into the air and looked at the distance, where a man was coming step by step.

The comer did not fly, but came step by step as if walking on the ground. This man looks like a teenager, and there is no power fluctuation on his body. He is ordinary and really like a secular person.

Lin Feng and others are like dead faces. In their impression, it seems that only those big respects can do this ability. Is the approaching teenager in front of him really a big master? But the great master in the Yuanxin world did not come in, so this person is only the great master of the warrior clan.

Although he didn't have the courage to do it, Lin Feng still secretly accumulated strength and made a desperate blow at any time.

The teenager finally walked within ten meters, with a faint smile on his white and red face. After looking around, he fixed his eyes on Lin Feng and couldn't help nodding.

"Are you Lin Feng?"

The corners of Lin Feng's mouth twitched. He had never met him. How did he know what he had?

"If you don't answer, I know you are Lin Feng." The teenager looked at Lin Feng walking around in the air. His eyes seemed to penetrate Lin Feng's body and see through all his secrets.

"The body of the seven sword babies, the heart of semi-spiritual sword charms, and some fires that have not been refined and clean kendo power. Well, that's right. No wonder I have had so much power after 20 years of cultivation. The teenager seemed to start to appreciate Lin Feng.

"Why did he only break my kendo space?" Lin Feng was a little suspicious and held his fist respectfully and said, "Lin Feng, a disciple of the Beast Spirit Gate in the lower source heart world, I don't know what the seniors are?"

"Ha ha, I dare not be a senior, but you can call me a senior if you want."

"Brother? Are you also a disciple of the Beast Spirit Gate? Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Zhai Xinrong and others, but they also shook their heads blankly and didn't know this person.

The teenager touched his face awkwardly and said with a smile, "People have changed a lot. It's normal that you can't recognize it, but you should have heard of my name. My name is Ye Fei."

At this moment, the monks present were shocked, and the teenager in front of him was actually Ye Fei.

Ye Fei, the elder of the sword god, one of the most famous in the Beast Spirit Gate, is Ye Fei, the second candidate on the immortal list.

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