Chapter 390 Ancient Pagoda Tibetan Sutra Pavilion
In the face of Ye Feng's strength, Jin Hongfei completely softened and did not even dare to say a rebuttal. His eight teeth were fiercely pushed down by Ye Feng.
"Talk! Do you dare to give me any majesty?" Ye Fenghu's eyes were round, and the power on his feet stamped again. Jin Hongfei only felt that his mouth was about to explode, and a terrible flame penetrated into his throat from his mouth.
The faint blue light made him feel that his internal organs seemed to explode. The fire burned and was extremely horrible. Even if Jin Hongfei wanted to open his mouth and howled, he found that Ye Feng's shoes had a horrible breath, which directly sealed his consciousness!
Finally, Jin Hongfei still shook his head with difficulty, and his eyes shot fear, which was a sincere fear. After all, Ye Feng was too horrible. In his eyes, Ye Feng's horror was better than the fear of the eldest brother's burial swords.
After shaking his head, his head suddenly tilted, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, which stained Ye Feng's shoes. It turned out that Jin Hongfei couldn't stand this hellish tossing. After shaking his head with difficulty, he promised Ye Feng and never dared to provoke him again, he fainted.
"Ye's nephew, Ye's nephew, since Brother Jin has agreed, you'd better let him go." At this time, Wang Qingyun, the deputy head, came over to round the way.
Ye Feng remembered the last kindness, and he also had a good impression on this deputy leader, so he readily agreed and kicked Jin Hongfei out fiercely. His blow was not very lethal, but it completely swept Jin Hongfei's face.
Anyone with a little face can't have the face to live in the world after this humiliation, because after today, wherever Jin Hongfei goes, he will be pointed at, spurned and looked down upon.
"Haha, Master Ye's nephew is indeed a cheerful person. Hurry up and enter the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion. You are a personal disciple, and you can do whatever you want below the tenth floor!" Wang Qingxue smiled cheerfully. Ye Feng didn't mean to give him great face. It can be said that Ye Feng really became a seed disciple. He stamped his feet three layers up and down the vast mountain. His status also rose. Even if he did not win the champion of the Sky City, it would not affect him.
It can be said that this move will be of great help for him to run for the position of leader in the future. Of course, Ye Feng also knew, but he just smiled faintly at Wang Qingyun's approach.
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Set up the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion in the ancient tower. The vast mountain is really a big deal, and the terrible sealing array is even more horrible. It can cover all the Taoist traces, so that it will not be lost at all.
This hand alone is enough to be proud of the mainland.
After the episode just now, many disciples avoided Ye Feng. Of course, Ye Feng was too lazy to pay attention to these people. He focused all his attention on rows of bookshelves.
The disciples can only go up to the tenth floor, but not above the tenth floor. At a glance, he found that there is nothing to study on the first five floors. However, the sixth and seventh floors are mostly the development history of the mainland, and there is no cultivation of classics and skills.
The light in Ye Feng's hand flashed slightly. He used the mysterious means of Tianji Star to copy all the classics, and re-select and classify them with Tianji Star to sort out all the information about the warrior clan.
As a descendant of the warrior clan, he wants to know more about everything about the warrior clan, but there are too few valuable clues in these classics.
However, his eyes suddenly condensed. It was a book called 5,000 years of history. A long sword was painted on the title page. The horror of this sword was enough to make Ye Feng shocked.
"Swallow the sky, swallow the sky, such a big tone! Huh? The sword of the sky? No, absolutely not. It seems that there is something more than the Sword of Tongtian..." Looking at it coldly, Ye Feng felt that this guy was similar to the Sword of Tongtian, but after careful observation, he found that the difference between the two was so big that it was almost irreparable.
He can be sure that the swallowing sword is an ancient artifact! An ancient artifact that can compete with the bronze furnace of heaven and earth and the yin and yang porcelain mirror! Gu Yuan's Tongtian sword is just a part of the Tongtian sword, but his eyes were suddenly stunned. It seemed that the four swords of the Qing Emperor and the sword map of the Jade Dynasty were also born from this swallowing sword!
"How is this possible! No wonder the Qing Emperor took the throne. It turned out that he had seen this swallowing sword, and may even understand it under the swallowing sword, appreciate the sword of the Jade Dynasty, and create the four swords of the Jade Dynasty! Yes, that may be the case!"
Ye Feng's eyes were slightly stagnant. The more he thought about it, the more shocked he became. He suddenly had a feeling that the day of this swallowing sword was not far away.
He put this book into the storage ring. As a personal disciple, he has the right to choose three secret books within ten floors. Ye Feng is not interested in those so-called secret books, and this book engraved with the swallowing sword can make his heart stormy.
"It seems that I want to collect all the ancient Yuan and three treasures into one, otherwise I still can't deduce the clue of swallowing the sky sword!" Ye Feng smiled indifferently. He had found the remaining 30 fragments of the sword through the sky.
"It's time for Binger to return..."
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As soon as he stepped on the tenth floor, Ye Feng felt an unfathomable energy coming. This was the power of Taiji. Sure enough, a terrible gossip scene appeared in the inner room of the tenth floor.
What surprised him was that the ten floors were empty, there was no book, and no one was browsing in it. There was only a gossip, golden light, better than the scorching sun.
"Kad, that's the gossip covering the sky, and it's the place where the peak of the five heavens are broken. Don't stay here!" The old man's eager voice came, and it was obvious that he was also paying attention to every move in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion.
Ye Feng was a little shocked. He glanced around and found that no one had been here for ten years. At this moment, he couldn't help but be a little surprised to hear the old man's voice.
"Covering the sky gossip, what a big tone, this gossip alone can also cover the sky?" Ye Feng smiled coldly and rushed to the gate. It may be a dead door for others, but for him, it may be an opportunity for him to break the four heavens!
The old man was obviously a little anxious and said, "Anyway, just go down quickly. There are eight fighters hidden in this gossip. Each fighter represents a hexagram position. Everyone has the peak of the broken sky and the five heavens. It is by no means what you can deal with now. If you want to pass the level successfully, you must defeat each of them, otherwise you can't go. Gossip about covering the sky!"
From his panicked words, Ye Feng had a little understanding of this gossip, but from what he said, it was obvious that the old man had suffered losses here in those years.
"It's a good existence. Well, old man, thank you for your concern, but I can deal with it here!" Ye Feng smiled confidently and didn't encounter difficulties. How did he achieve the supreme great cause?
After a long sigh, the old man's voice disappeared in Ye Feng's ear.
Suddenly, a swirling sound came, and eight shadows appeared around Ye Feng, and then the ten-story gate slammed shut, and the golden gossip burst out with unparalleled brilliance.
These eight people were wearing clothes of different colors. They looked cold and didn't say a word. They just stared straight at Ye Feng, but they didn't attack.
"Huh? Taoist trail! Sure enough, only when the energy of the ancient tower explodes can the Taoist trace be stimulated, and at this time, the Taoist trace can appear in front of me!"
Ye Feng is overjoyed. The important reason for challenging the gossip is to capture the traces of Taoism. The ancient pagodas inherited from the vast mountains are not comparable to ordinary ancient pagodas.
Wo!
A trace was a spiritual charm, which was grasped by Ye Feng in his hand, and his eyes flashed. The trace was like a divine light, shot into his mind.
The light of chaos splashed out, and completely took the Taoist traces for himself. Tianji Star ran crazily and decomposed the Taoist tracks, making it completely a part of Ye Feng's body.
Wh!
At the same time, at this moment, the eight figures suddenly crashed into each other. The eight figures were different, and the magic methods in their hands were different. At the same time, the terrible momentum was enough to break through the ancient tower.
"Destroy!"
Ye Feng suddenly snorted coldly, with a flick of his finger, his body suddenly floated up, his eyes bloomed with a little cold stars, and another trace shot into his eyes. This is a trace of the world, boundless, full of mysteries.
When the eight forces touched each other, the terrible power almost crushed Ye Feng into pieces, but after melting two Taoist tracks, his cultivation was actually improved.
In one after another, the cold light fell, and the eight different brilliances were easily broken!
"Bear me!"
Brush, brush, brush!
Ye Feng's speed is extremely fast. One after another has become something in his bag. His cultivation is like a tide, hitting the gate and hitting the last pass.
It is difficult to break through, but Ye Feng is currently in a difficult situation. The eight strong men are besieged, but there are still Taoist signs to supplement, but with these, it is far from enough to break through.
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes swept at the eight strong men, Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, Gan, Xun and Dui.
The strong man with the palm of the hand is the center, the strong man with Kan is the commander, and the other six strong men are like generals, charging into the battle and trying to kill Ye Feng.
"Okay, then you sacrifice, let you become a part of my body, and help me rush to the four heavens!" Ye Feng suddenly roared, and his body jumped away from the imprisonment of gossip.
Eight kinds of light in his eyes shine instead of him. When the gossip rebound hit him, the light in his eyes suddenly bloomed, which was also eight kinds of energy. Qian, Kun, Kan, Li, Zhen, G, Xun and Dui were exactly the same as the attributes of the eight strong people.
click!
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. There was a crack in the gossip, but Ye Feng suddenly circled up through this gap. Qinglin's big hand fell through the air and fiercely took out the heart of the strong man!
"Be a part of my body!"
With a cold roar, Ye Feng's big gesture was like a broken bamboo. The strong man made a tearing roar. A terrible dry word broke out in his sky-blue clothes. This handwriting was exactly the same as the Taoist, and suddenly bloomed. The light was no less than the brilliance of gossip. However, he was surprised to find that his speed was similar to that of Ye Feng. It's really much worse!