Chapter 730 Nine Patterns
Dong!
Thunder and thunder, the sky and the earth shake, and the world seems to have collapsed.
This is Ye Feng's punch, breaking the world and cutting off all the punches, bursting!
A terrible blow shattered the sky and crushed it directly. The killer's eyes trembled slightly. In an instant, he pulled out a long black slender sword and ploped, which actually poked Ye Feng's fist into a hole!
Ye Feng showed a touch of shock. This killer is just the three major perfect gods of the divine level. He is only one level higher than Ye Feng. He can actually pierce his fist, which is really unimaginable!
"It's a sword! You got a sword, but so what? In my eyes, everything is false!"
A white light blurs everything in front of you. The sky is moving, the world is trembling, and it is false. The heaven and earth are all false. No one can break it, and it can't be broken!
"Huh, what about falsehood, black sword, break it for me! Broken! Break it!"
The roar shocked the sky and cut off thousands of worlds. In that white light, there was a little black light, infinitely enlarged, and then it actually wanted to really tear open the white light and break the illusion.
"Waiting for this time!"
There was a sneer at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth, and a little light in his hand rotated, and then patted it fiercely.
Creation Heavenly Plate!
The power of creation is shrouded in black light.
"Return to the source!"
Ye Feng roared, and the black light seemed to touch the nemesis. In an instant, it closed, and then it was bursting.
At this moment, Ye Feng moved!
The speed is incomparable and indescribable.
His fingertips flicked, pounced, hit the killer's chest, tore up his defense, cut off his back road, and only heard a crisp sound, which was the sound of fate!
"Dead!"
Ye Feng shouted again, and his strength broke out to the extreme. His body had been shrouded in horrible red light, like a red dragon, reflecting the world and the world of dragons!
Ah!
The falling body, accompanied by a sad howling, the killer was not the enemy of Ye Feng after losing the black thorn sword!
One move!
Kill it casually!
Skip the level to kill, Ye Feng leaped the level to kill again. In the triple realm, he casually killed the three major and perfect gods. It was very horrible and powerful!
"The Jiang family will not let you go!"
The killer howled sadly. This was the last idea he made. Just as his soul was about to escape, he was imprisoned in his body by Ye Feng. At the moment of a slap, the idea came out with despair, viciousness and curse.
"The Jiang family? Hey, don't worry, follow you to die, and the whole Jiang family, including the second idiot!" There was a sneer at the corners of Ye Feng's mouth. His big hand was imprinted on his head. With a crack, his brain burst, and his skull was smashed.
Ye Feng's eyes shot a faint light.
The black sword fell into his hand, and he was shocked to find that the sword was actually an eight-grade ancient artifact!
However, after exploring again, it was found that this is a waste, that is to say, when refining, the last three processes were missing before it was refined into a waste.
But its level is still an eight-grade ancient artifact, which is much better than a seven-grade ancient artifact.
"Huh? What is this going to do? Index?"
There was a glimmer of light in the corners of Ye Feng's eyes. When the black sword fell into his hand, it buzzed and trembled, and actually pulled Ye Feng to slide in one direction.
And this direction is actually the place where the old patriarch of Qinren Village sealed the magic sound, which is the center of the heavenly prison and the depths of the sound stream.
The black sword, led Ye Feng, actually stepped into a cave.
I don't know how long the cave has been dusty. The ground is full of dust. When Ye Feng stepped in, he felt scorching in an instant. It seemed to be a stove, and the steaming flame was burning.
The sound of hitting iron came from my ear.
The next moment, his eyes set.
I suddenly saw a man next to the stove, holding a sledgehammer, smashing iron hard!
Refinery!
This is the simplest and fastest refining method. Of course, this refining can't create a peerless magic soldier.
However, the next moment, he was shocked. The sword drawn was actually an eight-grade ancient artifact!
Ye Feng's eyes almost came out. The craftsman's means were simply superb to the extreme. He used the most crude means to create a peerless magic soldier.
The black thorn sword swung into the stove.
However, in half an hour, when it appeared again, it was actually mixed with the sound of Longwei and Longxiao. When Ye Feng fixed his eyes and looked at it again, the eight-pin ancient artifact!
The black thorn sword has become an eight-grade ancient artifact!
"Are you shocked? My former master is the most powerful refiner in heaven and earth! Nine lines!" The spirit in the Black Sword awakened.
Ye Feng is a little surprised, nine lines!
Rumor has it that the tattoo family is the most powerful refinery group. They grow up in the cracks in space and have no fixed place, but every tattoo family is a good refiner.
And the tattoo family also has a clear division for the talent of refiners. From one to nine lines, one pattern is the worst, and nine patterns are the best.
The most important thing is that this group will only have nine people in each generation, and there will be only one person, inheriting each of the nine lines, which is the law.
What shocked Ye Feng was that the one in front of him was actually nine lines!
One of the tattoo clans, the most powerful refinery master!
Ye Feng can't see his appearance clearly, but from his momentum, this man's cultivation is the worst is a god king!
Such a refinery master, no matter where he goes, is a touted existence. After all, weapons, for warriors, are equivalent to the second life, the most trusted partner.
"The eight ancient artifacts were refined casually in this way." Ye Feng was stunned.
Because Jiuwen continued to work, an eight-grade ancient artifact was refined by him.
"His personality is very strange. He won't be angry if you look at him like this, but if you take another step forward, he will definitely be angry!" The black sword warned Ye Feng.
"He has always lived here?" Ye Feng was a little surprised why he likes the gloomy prison. Although there are countless rare treasures here, I'm afraid it's nothing for a refiner like him.
"In order to refine an amazing treasure!" The black sword replied.
Ye Feng was slightly surprised and amazing? What would that be that would make the refiner condescend to be here.
"Hey, you wait and see. When the magic soldiers of 1,800 eight-grade ancient artifacts appear and 180 nine-grade ancient artifacts are successfully refined, you will see that the amazing treasure, hey, there is nothing!"
The words of the black sword completely shocked Ye Feng.
1,800 eight-grade ancient artifacts, 180 nine-grade ancient artifacts, what is that concept?
I'm afraid that the God King may not be able to catch this amazing treasure.
A single eight-grade ancient artifact is enough for him to gallop through the central star domain, not to mention a nine-grade ancient artifact. If he has a nine-grade ancient artifact, he can now kill the Lord of Tianyin City with one move.
With his triple cultivation, he can kill the five-fold Lord of Tianyin City with one person and one sword.
This is the power of the nine ancient artifacts!
However, among the amazing treasures, there are so many nine-grade and eight-grade ancient artifacts, which is really horrible to the extreme.
"See the stove. The body of thousands of god kings has been rubbed in it. Any one can sweep the triple realm of gods, but there are millions of corpses in him!"
Of course, Ye Feng knew the power of the corpse, but when the black sword said millions of corpses, he was stunned again.
"This is only his smallest No. 1 stove. When you can enter the depths of this cave, you will find that there are 108 stoves on display, each of which is more powerful than this one. Of course, if you want to refine a nine-grade ancient artifact, it doesn't look as simple as eight-grades. A nine-grade ancient artifact, all Exercise in every stove for forty-nine years!" The black sword said.
Ye Feng has been numb and is no longer shocked. After all, from the amazing treasure to the stove, there is too much mystery and shock. He is completely numb.
"Look, the stove is about to boil! The amazing treasure is finally about to come out!" The black sword suddenly exclaimed.
Ye Feng felt the terrible heat and seemed to melt him away. He tried his best to protect his body, but his clothes still caught fire.
You know, this dress is the armor of a seven-grade ancient artifact. The mask is a holy garment, and it is all burned.
"What a horrible flame. I'm afraid there are not ten kinds of spiritual fires among them!"
Ye Feng's eyes shot a greedy light. In this stove, the flame is simply all kinds of scorching spiritual fire, otherwise it would be impossible to refine such an amazing treasure.
"Get out of here!" The black thorn sword stuck to Ye Feng's body and roared that its body was going to be melted, and, naturally, it was a suction force to introduce him into the stove, re-refining, and melt into the amazing treasure.
In an instant, it panicked.
"There is no way back!" Ye Feng smiled bitterly, because from behind, he saw the Lord of Tianyin City, the clam god who came with him, and many disciples of the thirteen sects.
The strict way is also among them.
The owner of Tianyin City's eyes were gloomy, and his face reflected by the firelight was even more terrible.
He already knows that the killer was killed by Ye Feng, who is another person from Wushen Mountain, and his status in the Jiang family is not low. If Ye Feng is not killed, I'm afraid that he, the owner of Tianyin City, will come to the end.
"Ye Feng, stinky boy, how dare you appear here!"
The owner of Tianyin City looked at Ye Feng and shot out a cold light.
If it hadn't been for the firelight, he wouldn't have found this cave, because the cave is too secretive and too plain. But at present, the firelight is soaring and the aura is rolling, which is equivalent to thousands of veins. It can't be coiled together without attracting people's attention.
"Ky, I've helped you once. We don't owe each other. If you still want me to help you solve Tianyin City Lord, hey, send Bodhi!"
The clam god fell into the well.