Chapter 688 Fan Leaf
A trace of light flashed, which suddenly attracted a lot of people's competition. However, the light seemed to be spiritual, and unexpectedly jumped into the pool.
The gurgling stream rushed the light into the distance.
"Fan Leaf! The exit permit actually ran away! Hurry up and chase!"
An old man shouted angrily. There were four guards around him and rushed over in an instant.
Three fan leaves represent that only three people can go out alive from the primitive Heavenly Palace.
Thousands of people compete for three fan leaves, the extent of the tragedy can be imagined.
Magic City, this is a bloody place, and the blood on the surface is dry and dark red.
Every time the Heavenly Palace opens, it will become a Shura field. The white bones can fill the whole capital city, and the blood will be soaked in the Heavenly Palace.
This is also because for so many years, the 108 halls of the primitive Heavenly Palace have not lost too many heavy treasures, because only three people go out alive, and the rest of the people, everything they grab, will be completely returned to Zhao.
Originally, Ye Feng planned to walk around the original hall of the primitive heavenly palace.
However, before he entered, he was entangled in a mysterious breath, which almost made him lose his mind. Therefore, he changed his route and left the primitive hall.
As for a few eyesless guys who entered the hall, they were trained into a puppet.
Ye Feng, who knew all this, was creepy.
He no longer intends to enter the original hall. He vaguely felt that the original real person may not be dead!
He even said that he still had a trace of soul to guard the hall!
And the magic capital is more like a place of sacrifice. I'm afraid that the people who want to sacrifice are primitive real people.
Thinking of this, Ye Feng's ideas were well-to-earth, and everything came to pass.
In the magic capital, the bloody thick fog made people almost unable to open their eyes. The pungent smell of blood almost made people vomit. Ye Feng stood on it, with a faint light in his eyes.
He saw that the source of the gurgling stream was actually the magic capital.
That leaf will eventually converge in the magic capital.
As for all the holy kings who enter the primitive heavenly palace, they will gather in the magic capital.
In an hour, the magic capital was bustling with people. As far as Ye Feng could see, there were 5,000 holy kings, among which the strongest was the seventh-order perfect cultivation... No, there was actually an eighth-order holy king!
An old man in a yellow python robe has nearly a hundred hair, but he is not angry and majestic. His eyes are clear, his face is full of arrogance, and he seems to be superior.
The emperor of the ancient dynasty.
is Haotian!
Emperor Hao!
"Okay, I have got the grass. As long as I go out, I can fly to the sky, break through the barrier of the eighth level, and directly enter the eighth level of perfection, and then I can compete with the Bai Rizong, Feisheng Gate and many other sects! Hey, it's time for my ancient dynasty to reappear!"
Emperor Hao's eyes shot out a destructive light.
Falling grass!
Ye Feng heard the falling grass, and a touch of fine light shot out of his eyes.
This grass can be called a heavenly medicine. It is a miracle that it can survive, because it is an anti-sky existence. Only when the pressure of heaven is weakened can it grow, and when the pressure of heaven is strong, it will be punished by heaven and destroy this grass!
This shows the horror of this falling grass.
"Break through the eighth-order perfection, hey, it seems that it's still a little early for me to use it, but all sentient beings..." Ye Feng turned his eyes on all sentient beings. All sentient beings are also going to break through the eighth level recently. This speed is obviously much faster than Ye Feng.
"Fan Leaf!"
A person suddenly exclaimed. Everyone saw a ball of fan leaves wrapped in blood and flew in this direction!
"Hey!"
Emperor Hao sneered, and there was a punch in the sky, which directly smashed the blood light. He grabbed the fan leaf with one hand and heard a bang, and his body actually trembled.
A bloody shadow suddenly appeared!
Blood Shadow!
An eighth-order holy king who is good at assassination!
"Go to hell!"
Emperor Hao shouted angrily. He had not been injured for many years, but now, he was seriously injured by a little guy. For a moment, he felt that he couldn't go down the steps.
What's more, fan leaves, everyone wants it.
With a sudden punch, the stone crumbs flew, the light flashed, and the momentum was turbulent.
The sky trembled slightly, as if it was about to burst.
A long sword as thin as a needle appeared silently and unexpectedly pierced the ribs of the old emperor. In an instant, blood flowed!
"It's so strong!"
Emperor Hao took a step back and shot a touch of surprise in his eyes.
"That leaf belongs to me!" The blood shadow opened his mouth, and his voice was cold, as if he had plunged the whole magic into the ice cellar.
"You want it, but others may not agree!" Emperor Hao wanted to take the three fan leaves for himself, and then kill all the holy kings present, and then take out all the treasures.
This is what he is thinking, but now he has met his opponent.
"Are you afraid?"
The blood shadow suddenly said that the narrow and thorny sword, like a slight light, suddenly stabbed out.
Three consecutive hits!
The speed is so fast that it can't be distinguishable by the naked eye.
Ye Feng, standing aside, is a little impressed by this blood shadow. Killer, it's really not easy to do this.
"All sentient beings, these people will give it to you later, and the remaining two fan leaves are bound to win!" A touch of fine light shot in Ye Feng's eyes was bound to win!
Two fan blades, he must get them.
Otherwise, only one person can leave alive, and even both of them will be trapped here.
"Break through the eighth level!"
Ye Feng patted all sentient beings on the shoulder, and the originally gray eyes of all sentient beings shot out a touch of light.
In an instant, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, too many holy kings were killed by him, and he was simply a killing machine.
Cause and effect, death, wrapped around his body. In the end, it condensed into a trace of black gas, affecting his state of mind. Of course, the state of mind of all sentient beings could not be affected, but as the owner of the extra-French split, Ye Feng, his state of mind was actually affected.
Fortunately, the cause and effect meridian burst out of light in an instant, cutting off all the cause and effect, and the death was refined. It is close to the resentment of tens of thousands of people, which can be imagined.
The Causality finally turns all the resentment into mind, into the sea of consciousness, and condenses his soul.
"Don't argue, this fan leaf belongs to me!" Ye Feng shouted fiercely, and Emperor Hao and Xue Ying, who were beating inexsolublely, were suddenly stunned and looked at Ye Feng, showing a trace of doubt.
The seventh-order complete, how can you come to find fault?
Is it crazy!
"Well, where did the eye-opening guy dare to speak out and threaten my emperor. You don't have that qualification. With you, an ant, you can't even walk a round in my hand. Humph, go to hell!"
In an instant, the four seventh-level perfect guards moved. The speed and the means are so strong that they have to kill with one blow.
Boom!
The momentum exploded, but the result shocked Emperor Hao.
His four guards stood stiffly in place, motionless.
Bum! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Suddenly, there were four explosions in a row, and Emperor Hao's expression suddenly trembled. The four seventh-order perfect guards, like bombs, exploded their bodies, filled with blood and broken bones, which was very miserable.
miserable! Miserable! Miserable!
It can only be described by this word. Isn't it miserable that the four seven-level perfect holy kings were killed like this?
"Hey, am I eligible now?"
Ye Feng sneered faintly.
slap in the face!
It's a slap in the face!
The old emperor Hao was trembling with anger. This young man was much more terrible than expected!
"You, I'm going to kill you!" Emperor Hao pointed to Ye Feng tremblingly with his fingers. In an instant, he suddenly took action, and the momentum was so terrible that he was about to smash the sky.
And the blood shadow beside him was so happy that the dog bit the dog. He grabbed the fan leaf and turned around to leave.
Boom!
Ye Feng's terrible combat power broke out all over his body. Forty-eight times the combat power suddenly came out. With one punch, he bombarded Emperor Hao and flew out. Then, he turned around with a slap!
Dragon's Claws!
The terrible blow of the sixth realm of Huanglong Zhenjing directly hit the blood shadow and sprayed blood.
"You guys are too weak in front of me!" Ye Feng smiled coldly. Yes, two moves in a row, defeating the two eighth-order holy kings!
His combat power is unparalleled!
"Impossible!"
Emperor Hao was shocked and was about to grab the falling grass in his hand and swallow it in one bite.
"It's ridiculous. Do you still want to eat what I ordered? It's ridiculous!"
Ye Feng has another claw. The dragon's claw suddenly burst out and directly grabbed the plate of falling grass. The next moment, Ye Feng laughed.
"Blood Shadow, if you give in to me, I will let you live!" Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he played with the fan leaves.
Yes, this leaf is snatched from the body of the blood shadow.
The shadow calmed down. After a moment, he suddenly said, "Can you let me out?"
"Of course, you can take away any treasure, including everyone!" Ye Feng appreciated the blood shadow very much, just like the fast sword at the beginning. They are very similar.
After a moment, the blood shadow nodded faintly, and Ye Feng laughed.
He threw the fan leaves casually and said, "This is yours!"
"Aren't you afraid that I will run away?" Xue Ying was a little surprised. He had already prepared to be poisoned, but Ye Feng didn't. Is this... trust...
"I can trust you!" Ye Feng smiled cheerfully, and then slapped the skull of Emperor Hao, and his brain burst, which was very miserable.
Two hours later, all sentient beings came over with two fan leaves and formed a wonderful pattern with the fan leaves in the hands of the blood shadow.
However, the blood shadow didn't see anything at all, but it stunned Ye Feng.
One of the Thirteen Secrets!
Not bad, this is the ninth secret, one of the thirteen secrets, metamystery!
It's actually here!
The three fan leaves are combined into one, and they become the ninth secret!
After a while, Ye Feng rose up, and the mystery was completely recorded in his mind.
"Okay, we should go out!" Ye Feng looked pale. This magic capital has been condensed by blood, but this blood is caused by all sentient beings.
All sentient beings broke through to the eighth level as they wished. As for the falling grass, they were also given to all sentient beings by Ye Feng.
Now all sentient beings have made a successful breakthrough towards the eighth level.
The stronger all sentient beings are, the better it is for Ye Feng, and his path becomes smoother!
Of course, he will not rely on all sentient beings.
Thinking that it has entered the dark and cold space-time tunnel, in which there is no way to run a little fine confrontation, otherwise it will be doomed.