Chapter 626 The Tenth World
Bum!
With a shock, the arrogant saint's face became extremely ugly. He wanted to retreat, but found that his body could not be controlled by himself!
In a hurry, he had to put out his palm and suddenly patted it.
With a click, he only felt the sharp pain in his heart, and his arm fell down softly. He was shocked to find that his arm was actually broken!
He couldn't believe it, but it turned out to be like this!
"No, it's impossible! Why are you getting stronger and stronger!" The arrogant saint looked at Ye Feng in shock. He didn't know where this guy came from. Anyway, he was too powerful.
"I'm not convinced! I'm going to kill you and get the sword! I want to be above the saints of the sun!" The arrogant saint showed a hysterical light, and he swallowed Hong Yuandan into his stomach at once!
With a bang, it seemed that something was broken, and a series of strange smiles appeared on the arrogant saint's face!
"Death, you will definitely die!" The arrogant saint made a peerless scream, and the roar made the sky tremble.
Boom!
The sky suddenly shook, and a sneer appeared at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth: "Deadly struggle!"
With a punch in the air, the momentum is destructive!
Now he has reached the peak of a strong man for six thousand years, especially under this punch, which is even more powerful.
With a bang, the sky trembled slightly. Then, the smile of the arrogant saint suddenly stiffened on his face. The next moment, he was punched by Ye Feng!
The body was hit with a huge hole. He couldn't believe it and only remembered the body!
"No, ah, no..." The arrogant saint wanted to make up for his body that was about to be smashed, but it was too late!
Not bad, it's too late!
Then, he was slapped by Ye Feng and imprinted on his head, and his brain and blood splashed!
Jingyuan was pumped out. His body fell down softly, and his fate was also absorbed by Ye Feng!
"Hey, the peak is six thousand years, and I'm coming soon!" Ye Feng didn't care about Hong Yuandan, because he also saw the trace of Hong Yuandan in the quagmire. What's more, he is just a peak of 5,000 years, and there is still a distance from the peak of 6,000 years, not to mention the peak of 6,000 years.
What worries him most is not to break through the realm, but the longevity problem.
His Shouyuan has only been left for less than 20 years. If he does not return to the original Shouyuan as soon as possible, his body will be exploded by a powerful state.
Thinking of this, he was even more worried.
There are too few elixirs to increase Shouyuan, and each one is extremely precious. Even the Great Sage, even the Holy King above the Great Sage, pays more attention to Shouyuan.
If this kind of magic elixir is unearthed, these old antiques will take action at the cost of their identity.
How could Ye Feng have a chance?
This is where he is distressed.
"Hey, I don't think so much now. Anyway, in this treasure house of the wilderness, everything has a chance. I'd better get the sword first, and then talk about other things!" Ye Feng shook his head and sighed slightly.
Aoyue Fairy did not know his situation, so Aoyue Fairy was still immersed in the excitement of killing five peak 6,000-year-old saints.
The quagmire is a magical place, and the place where the Great Sage's bones are buried is naturally extraordinary.
What's more, this great saint also has a heavenly treasure, a heavenly knife.
This shows that this quagmire is definitely a treasure house!
Ye Feng's eyes were shining, and then walked into the quagmire with his immortal body!
Bum!
There was a deaf and deaf sound, and then the shadow of the Zhan Tian Dao suddenly appeared. Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and then he grabbed the handle of the Zhan Tian Dao!
Puff!
The sword was so sharp that it cut Ye Feng's arm.
"Hey, it's really the treasure of the heavenly generation, haha, you will be my twentieth treasure of the heavenly generation!" Ye Feng laughed and broke his big hand. The pressure was so great that it was very amazing.
"Kid, I'm a great saint. How dare you seize my weapon! It's really hard to die!" The sky-killing knife let out a sharp roar, and then the knife flashed, and he was going to cut Ye Feng to pieces with a knife!
Ye Feng had a sneer at the corners of his mouth. As expected, as expected, in this sky-cutting knife, it was indeed the heroic soul of the Great Sage!
However, when you meet Ye Feng, you can only say that he is unlucky!
All the nineteen heavenly treasures appeared, the nine doors of fate, and the sea tree and the Shura ghost knife that had not appeared for a long time all appeared.
With a loud bang, the knife body trembled slightly, and then the voice of the Great Sage suddenly stopped!
Ah!
The sky-killing knife let out a sad howling!
In particular, the spirit in the chopping knife was actually smashed by Ye Feng's palm, and then the chopping knife came down honestly.
"Hey, Great Sage? Didn't you also be smashed by me?"
Ye Feng sneered, refined the sky-killing knife, and then entered the quagmire. After he devoured the five peak 6,000-year-old saints, his combat power has increased to an unprecedented level. Even if he meets the head of the ten saints, I'm afraid he will not fall behind!
As for Li Zhenyi, one of the seven monsters, he is no longer a strong man at the same level as Ye Feng.
Sure enough, it is exactly the same as Ye Feng imagined. In the quagmire, it is really a treasure house!
The so-called great saint, everything he had in his life, is here, including six Hongyuan pills and one tonic elixir!
"It's really a tonic elixir!" Ye Feng's expression was excited. His world had increased to nine. Before that, he got the dead city. If he took this blood pool again, it would condense into his tenth world!
However, the world needs to be glued, and the Tiandan can even make up the sky, let alone the two worlds!
At this point, Ye Feng excitedly grabbed the Butian Dan.
And Wuwang Dasheng also has a Wuwang Record, which attracted his attention.
"This is a delusional record, which is really mysterious! However, it's a pity that there is no burning tripod formula. If you add the spiritual fire... Wuwang Record can play to the extreme. However, with the collapse of the mainland, the spiritual fire has long been exiled to somewhere. As for the second half of the burning tripod, no one knows whether there is or not!"
Ye Feng sighed. The burning tripod formula has let him enter the bottleneck. If he wants to break through and enter the realm of gods, he must burn the tripod formula and spiritual fire. Otherwise, he may not be able to step into the realm of gods all his life.
Of course, he is not even a great saint now, and the holy king has never thought about talking about the realm of gods.
So, he is just paying attention to it all the time and actively looking for it.
The silent record has been running. This record is divided into thirteen levels, but one method is universal. As soon as it is running, it has successfully broken through to the realm of the fourth level!
"Huh, Blood Pool, you are about to change your master!" Ye Feng's handwriting is so big that I'm afraid even dragons and phoenixes have never thought about it.
Someone is going to take away the blood pool!
You should know that the dead city stands on the blood pool, but the center is in the blood pool. If you simply get the dead city, it is just an ordinary six-grade ancient artifact, but the dead city with a blood pool is completely different!
The world!
The combination of the blood pool and the dead city will become a brand-new space, a world!
"Receed!"
Ye Feng stood on the sky. He ran without recording, which stimulated the formation above. Little by little, under the flow of light, he suddenly covered it down.
Puff!
The blood pool began to tremble, but the waves were surging above the blood pool!
The blood pool seemed to be a blood dragon, and it was also like a wild ancestral dragon. It began to churt, as if it was about to break Ye Feng's control.
"It's ridiculous that no one can resist the condensation of my tenth world!" Ye Feng sneered, and his big hand hit more than a dozen magic seals. The rumbled sound was very powerful.
"What kind of sound is this?" The Tianluo saint let out an exclamation and turned to look at the dragon and phoenix cave, with a faint shock in his eyes.
"It seems that the crustal movement in the dragon and phoenix cave? But how can this be? We just came out of there. How can there be a problem now? The saint of Moro was shocked.
"Don't be impatient. It's better for us to find the mark of the wilderness god. As for what conspiracy the dragon and phoenix have, if we go, we will die!" The saint showed a little loneliness.
I really don't know what happened to him. It seems that his ambition has all disappeared.
"Yes, the seal of the wilderness god... Even if we can't get it, there must be a panacea in the treasure house of the wilderness god that breaks through the peak for seven thousand years. Let's go now!" The saint of Moro sighed.
However, at this time, the dragon and phoenix cave suddenly exploded violently, and then the dust flew, and everything was gone!
"What?! How can it be? What about that cave? How could it disappear? Is there still a blood pool in the dead city? The Tianluo saint used the art of peeping into the sky again, but he saw a piece of gray.
When he seemed to see the pool of blood, he was punched and knocked over his spell!
"Hey, do you want to peep at me too?" A faint voice sounded!
Everyone was stunned, because, in that gray space, a figure came out!
The young man in black, with an unruly smile on his face, his eyes are indifferent no matter how he looks at it, and behind him is a peerless woman and three servants.
Ye Feng, not bad, it's Ye Feng who collected the blood pool!
Dead City and Blood Pool, under the action of Butian Dan, really glue into a world and become the tenth world that Ye Feng dreamed of!
Now, it's time for him to show his power.
After being pressed for ten days, I finally stood on the heads of these people. All the dissatisfaction and resentment were to be vented!
"Who are you?" The Great Sun Saint found Ye Feng's unusual, and his eyes were slightly shocked.
"Where did the hairy boy come from? Hey, it's ridiculous to dare to drink here at the peak of 5,000 years. Who do you think you are?" An old man in purple, the purple-shirted saint had a sneer at the corners of his mouth.
Obviously, he looked down on Ye Feng.
"Yes, a guy with a peak of 5,000 years of perfection also dares to be unruly here. Isn't it looking for death? Boy, I advise you that if you kneel obediently and be a slave of my Beishan saint, hey, I may let you live!" A trace of *** evil light shined in the eyes of the saint of Beishan.
"As for the woman behind you, hey hey, it depends on whether she can make me happy, hahaha..."