Chapter 679 Pure Yang

Puff!

The gun suddenly hit, and Ye Feng only felt a strong wind hitting her face, and her body seemed to be about to burst.

"What a terrible momentum, the seventh-order holy king is really not a small!" Ye Feng's eyes sparkled with a bright light.

In an instant, he pushed his fists and hit a terrible blow, like a practicing light, passing through the sky. The next moment, the sky trembled and trembled suddenly, as if it was about to explode!

"Give me back!"

Ye Feng shouted angrily, fighting mystery, sealing mystery, mysterious, eating mystery, cutting mystery, demon mystery, cutting mystery, seven secrets took action, condensed into a light ball, suddenly rose, and then pushed out fiercely!

Boom!

The momentum shook the sky, and the light of the gun trembled slightly, and a lavender crack appeared. Then, it was destroyed, and the light of the gun was suddenly shattered!

"Huh? Boy, no wonder you dare to talk to me like this! It's a little interesting, but what do you mean? In my eyes, it's just an ant that can be pinched to death!" Dong Xi snorted coldly, and the gun swelled in an instant, like a disk, and the light purple light suddenly became strong.

click!

The sky seemed to be broken, so it directly opened the seven secrets, and the light ball exploded. Ye Feng stepped back five steps before barely stopping her figure.

"Humph!" The blind man snorted coldly and looked at Dong Xi coldly. Although he was blind, this look made Dong Xi shiver.

He took Zhang Changsheng, and the dwarf turned around and left without stopping, leaving only Dong Xi alone.

"Go to hell!" Dong Xi did not keep it. His ** dark horse actually condensed a little light mass and then sprayed it out.

Ye Feng only felt a dim in front of him, and he could no longer see the nearby scenery. Suddenly, a creepy breath came from behind his neck!

"No, Dong Xi is not behind me, he is in front of him!" Ye Feng was about to turn his head when a ray of light burst out in his eyes.

Boom!

A punch exploded out, and all the gas suddenly exploded. Then, only a gun light was seen. At the moment when it suddenly appeared, there were countless cracks. In an instant, there was a click sound, and the gun light exploded!

"It's just a small trick, the seventh-order holy king, it's just like this in my eyes!" Ye Feng snorted coldly, and 45 times the combat power suddenly burst out, like a ball of energy, which expanded and then rushed over fiercely.

The sky seems to be broken, magnificent and powerful.

Dong!

That is the breath of the twelve doors of fate, as well as thirty-five heavenly treasures, as well as the creation of the heavenly disk, the Xuanbing sword, and the magic whip all appeared, spinning around, suddenly hitting, as if it was about to explode.

"Break!"

Dong Xi was so angry that he suddenly popped up a finger. What shocked Ye Feng was that his fingertips had evolved into extremely powerful. This is a god's palm, but a forefinger was missing!

He blinked his eyes. Isn't the index finger right on him?

"Bear me!"

Ye Feng punched and grabbed the palm directly. As a result, he was slapped, and the momentum he burst out was suddenly dispersed.

Then it suddenly shrank and rose, and became connoyant for the world and rampant in the world.

Ye Feng's body was thrown high.

"If you want to rob my things, it's just a dream! In my eyes, you are just an ant-like existence. Hey, one finger can crush you!"

Wo!

A ton of blood suddenly popped out, and a little blood burst out of Ye Feng's chest.

"Make you arrogant!" Ye Feng's eyes became extremely cold. He looked coldly, slapped coldly, and moved forward, regardless of whether he was seriously injured or not.

Puff!

The sky trembled, and the sky seemed to be upside down.

"The palm of God, I must get it! No three consecutive strikes!" The essence in Ye Feng's body seemed to soar and go crazy, pushing out countless vigors one after another, and the rumbling sound directly hit Dong Xi's body.

The goal is to take away the palm of God!

With Dong Xi's incompetence, he suddenly found that the heavy treasure was lost. He was angry and punched three times in a row. Ye Feng only felt that he was hit hard on his chest by Dong Xi's fist. His chest bone suddenly collapsed and his blood spewed out crazily.

The eldest man took the hand of God's palm from Dong Xi's hand. On the other side, Dong Xi shouted and was furious. This was the first time that someone could grab something in his hand.

Bum!

A horrible punch came out, and Dong Xi no longer wanted to play anymore, but launched a violent blow.

Boom!

This heaven and earth collapsed in an instant, and the mountain forest land was completely swept away, making a rumble explosion sound. Then, the horror swept over the sky, as if it was about to explode.

"Haha, see you later! What king, in my eyes, they are all native chickens and dogs! Just put your dog's head on your neck first. In three months, I will definitely look for you and kill you!" Ye Feng laughed proudly.

He was very happy to rob the seventh-order holy king.

Dong's anger behind him was furious, and he couldn't wait to join the sheep and kill Ye Feng.

On the vast grassland, the angry horse galloped, but Ye Feng's shadow was as fast as thunder, and it was impossible to catch up with him.

It has been three days and three nights, but Ye Feng can't see any fatigue at all. He has borrowed this time to completely refine the palm of God.

"Ye Feng, you are a villain, and you dare not fight with me!" Dong Xi roared angrily.

The sound was buzzing and trembling throughout the forest, but there was no response.

"Child Ye Feng, if you rob my king's things, even if you escape to the edge of the sky, you have to exchange it back with profit. You can't think of peace for a moment!" For Ye Feng's refining of his precious treasure, it has made him furious.

......

There was a roar in the air, but there was still no response, because at this moment, Ye Feng had entered the palace gate of the primitive heavenly palace.

Yes, he did not arrive at the palace gate before. Until the moment ago, he entered the gate of the primitive heavenly palace with the skill of Dingjia!

In the primitive heavenly palace, it is not imagined, magnificent and full of primitive atmosphere.

On the contrary, it is simple and unpretentious here. I can't find a little primitive spirit, but it is full of a faint Taoist spirit!

The so-called Tao is the essence of Tao, which can also be called pure yang!

It's just that this pure sun is the essence of Tao, and it is even more difficult to get it.

Ye Feng could only see that he couldn't get it, which made him scratch his ears and cheeks and was anxious.

"Rumor has it that if you want to absorb pure Yang, you must get a treasure called Yang Tianming!" This Yang Tianming is the handwriting of heaven, which can condense pure yang into one and refine it.

When Ye Feng saw this pure yang, he saw the opportunity to break through.

The sixth-order great perfection, as long as he gets Chunyang, he is sure to rush up!

"All sentient beings, bring Feng Zhuo here!" Ye Feng suddenly gave an order to all sentient beings.

After a while, Feng Zhuo was pressed up. As soon as he appeared, he shouted and scolded Ye Feng. As a result, he was beaten honestly by the two mouths of all sentient beings.

"Feng Zhuo, let me ask you!" A cold light appeared in Ye Feng's eyes and said, "Do you know what is the treasure of Zhenzong in Feishengmen?"

"If you want to plot against my Chongbao, don't even think about it!" Feng Zhuo roared with a strong anger.

Pup!

Ye Feng slapped him in the face, a trace of blood overflowed, and his eyes became a little scared.

"I ask you a question, you just need to answer, yes or no, if you dare to say something, although I don't want to kill you now, don't force me to change my mind!" Ye Feng's eyes were extremely cold, and Feng Zhuo trembled a few times.

"Is the treasure of Zhenzong, the treasure of your soaring door, the heavy treasure of the three heavenly characters? One of them is Hong Tian Xiao, which is currently in the hands of your father? Ye Feng asked coldly.

Feng Zhuo nodded helplessly. Indeed, there are three treasures of Zhenzong in Feishengmen, all of which are the treasures of the Tianzi generation, and Hongtian Xiao is one of them.

"There are no more than five people who can use Hongtian Xiao, and among these five people, there is one of you! Now, I will give you a chance to live. As long as you give me Hong Tian Xiao, I will spare your life! It's impossible for your father to kill you, but it's a cheap thing to kill you in my hands.

Ye Feng sneered, and his eyes became extremely clear.

A frightened and bloody image appeared in front of him. This was a scene of Ye Feng's killing in the past. Feng Zhuo was frightened and his face was pale.

"I promise you!" Feng Zhuo knelt on the ground decadently. He knew that if he stole Hong Tianyu, even if his father would not kill him, he would not be favored in the future.

However, relatively speaking, he doesn't want to die.

Ye Feng, from the perspective, knows that this is not a provoking existence. What's more, his strength is obvious to all. God knows that one day he will have the strength to compete with his father.

Thinking of this, he actually raised the idea of cooperation.

It's just that he is not qualified to negotiate with Ye Feng now. After taking half a Yaoxiang pill, he left safely.

Yaoxiang pills, that is not an ordinary poison. Even with the help of God, it is impossible to successfully dispel the poison. Except for taking the antidote, there is no other way. Even if you are willing to give up one's cultivation and give up this body, after taking it, you still find that the poison is still there.

"It's another Tianzi generation heavy treasure. If I get Yang Tianming again, it will be the thirty-seven Tianzi generation heavy treasure. What's more, I also know the news of Soul Tianfan, that is to say, in this primitive Tiangong, I know two Tianzi generation heavy treasures!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. He knew that as long as he got Yang Tianming, this pure yang could be refined. The sixth level of perfection could not stop him at all.

"Ye Feng, the four kings will not let you go easily!" Xuelian's voice came. It was obvious that Ye Feng was worried about Ye Feng.

"Don't worry, you all practice at ease. As long as I break through the sixth level of perfection, hey, what is their king, I can destroy it with one hand!" Ye Feng snorted coldly.

The primitive heavenly palace is divided into thousands of palaces, large and small, with a total of 108 main halls. This is the residence of 108 apprentices of primitive real people, that is, the residence of the ancient gods.

As for Yang Tianming, Ye Feng felt a trace of breath in the main hall of Huanglong.

In ancient times, Huanglong Zhenren was also a powerful figure. Before he became a god, he broke into the title of Twelve Immortals with his brothers.

"How many treasures have been sealed in these thousands of palaces?" Ye Feng sighed. How much deterrent should this primitive real person be in ancient times? From his disciples alone, it can be seen that he may at least be the realm of the God King!

Otherwise, it is impossible to have such a huge group of disciples, because several of his disciples are also on the verge of the realm of God King. However, no one knows whether they will break through later or not.

Of course, no one has ever known the true cultivation of the original real person since ancient times.

"It's really unbelievable that Huang Longzhen actually got Yang Tianming. I really don't know if he has a way to refine pure yang? What if you can refine the pure yang sky fire?

Suddenly, such an idea popped up in Ye Feng's head.

Pure Yang Tianhuo is a spiritual fire more powerful than Dahong Buddha Flame. If Ye Feng can get it, there must be a new breakthrough in the burning tripod, but there is no scripture about this kind.

Boom!

Huanglong Zhenren's palace was pushed away, and a dusty breath came. The thick dust showed that no one had been seen here for a long time.

Ye Feng slapped it out, and the whole palace became much cleaner.

However, under a layer of spider web, an iron piece was seen.

"Yang Tianming! Anyone can think that this kind of heavenly treasure is actually like this, and I don't know that it has been forgotten here. It's not until today that I got it!" Ye Feng felt sighing.

He picked it up gently, and after a stroke, there was a trace of pride in his eyes.

"With Yang Tianming, Chunyang will be mastered by him, and then break through the sixth-order perfect situation!"

Ye Feng's heart was extremely happy.

However, at this moment, a touch of fine light came out of his eyes.

"Huanglong Zhenren... What is this? This is a skill. Is it a method of refining pure Yang Tianhuo?" Ye Feng's eyelids jumped, and then shook his head and said, "It's impossible. This skill is so solemn that it must be the cultivation method of Huanglong Zhenren..."

"Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and everything is a rumin!"

The first sentence at the beginning was actually this sentence, which made Ye Feng's expression tremble suddenly.

"Impossible, this is the True Book of Huanglong!" A touch of fine light shot in Ye Feng's eyes. This is the treasure of the dragon clan. I didn't expect it to be preserved here!

Yes, the yellow dragon is not a human being, but a race of the ancient hundred races, the dragon race.

As for this Huanglong True Sutra, it is the most domineering one among the many skills of the dragon clan. It has the ability to turn the universe and reverse the world. At that time, even the god king of the human race was not the opponent's skill. You can imagine how strong it should be.

And Huang Long worshipped the door of the original real person and still did not have the status of imagination. However, with this skill, he soared up and became one of the twelve scattered immortals, which is enough to illustrate the terrible degree of this skill.

"All sentient beings, move everything in this palace to me!" Ye Feng gave an order, and then turned around and left, entering the primitive real practice palace again.

His eyes were closed, and he began to absorb pure yang with the protection of sentient beings.

Yang Tianming emitted a faint light, absorbing a trace of light, and then turned Yang Tianming from a piece of paper the size of a thin iron into a book!

"What a strong pure yang!" A touch of surprise shot in Ye Feng's eyes, and then he was immersed in the wonderful pure sun, and his cultivation gradually improved.

However, thinking of danger in peace, Ye Feng began to worry about his combat effectiveness. According to reason, he has 45 times the combat power, which is already extremely high, but once he breaks through the sixth-order perfect situation, his combat power seems weak.

So, he must break through.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

His cultivation continues to rise, seems to have exceeded the realm of the sixth level, and then soared and soared to the realm of sixth level of great perfection.

The improvement of the realm makes Ye Feng's eyes brighter and brighter, which means to break the palace.

"The first article, Hualong!"

Ye Feng glanced at him and saw a little light, and then his cultivation seemed to soar and reach the peak of the world.

Just as he broke through the sixth-order great perfection, his cultivation suddenly broke through the barrier, and the Yellow Dragon True Sutra also reached the realm of transforming dragons.

However, this is not over yet. From Hualong, it is soaring towards the realm of Tenglong.

Above the dragon is the realm of the true dragon.

Chapter 3, the Real Land of the True Dragon, Ye Feng finally stabilized in this Realm.

Yellow Dragon True Sutra, there are nine realms. As long as you are successful in cultivation, you can reach the vertical and horizontal dragon clan. Even if the Dragon God appears, it can be killed with one palm.

This is also the reason why Ye Feng practiced with all his strength. It was because of the return of the Dragon God that he sent a large number of sea strongmen to kill Ye Feng, which gave Ye Feng a headache.

"Kid, I actually escaped here. If you are sensful, hand over the treasure on your body, or I can slap you to death!" Dong came.

Yes, the owner of this sound is Dong Xi.

A trace of light passed by, and the figure went down in the air, just outside Ye Feng's ten steps.

"Here you are!" Ye Feng didn't seem to be surprised, but had a little expectation: "I happened to use you to practice!"

Dong Xi was a little surprised and said coldly, "Practice? You are really shameless. Seven days ago, you were beaten by me and ran for your life. After seven days, even if you have a talent against the sky, you can't break through like this! Hey, this time, you are doomed!"

Boom!

The fist seems to be about to break the sky and blow up the world.

A trace of light shrank and rose, and then stretched out fiercely. Jingyuan flowed from his body and suddenly erupted.

The sky and the earth emitted a terrible momentum, and the two forces suddenly burst open.

The footsteps of the two people trembled suddenly, and then trembled, and Dong Xi's face suddenly became very ugly.

"No, it's impossible, your cultivation..." A crack appeared on Dong Xi's body, with a fluttering sound, blood flowing, and suddenly spewing out.

A trace of blood burst out of his abdomen and flowed to the ground.

He never dreamed of this scene. He was the king, the seventh-order holy king, but he didn't expect that he was seriously injured by a little guy.

And this little guy, before the seventh day, was still his loser.

"Nothing is impossible. Death is the best destination for you!" Ye Feng smiled coldly: "I'm afraid you've guessed it. The palm of God is not simple. I think I can find a useful message in you. I hope you don't let me down!"

Puff!

Blood flowed out of his head. Dong Xi's eyes widened and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him. However, all this was true.

There seems to be a fantasy in front of him, which is the scene of himself getting the palm of God.

"Sure enough, I'm afraid this eighth secret will fall on this god!" A proud light shined in Ye Feng's eyes.

It's similar to what he imagined. This god is not simple. The fallen palm of his hand is so powerful. I'm afraid that there is also a great secret on this palm.

The eighth secret!

The eighth secret of the thirteen secrets is among them!

Dong Xi, his body fell down softly, and his face was full of unwillingness, but he was still dead.

At this moment, an idea came out from the outside. It was Feng Zhuo!

Has Feng Zhuo already won, and Hong Tian Xiao has been brought back by him?

While Ye Feng's eyes showed a trace of surprise, there was also a trace of sadness...