Chapter 120 The Late Stage of the Third Product

The six people who came to Hua Yulou's trip were all destroyed by the tomb Yunfeng, but they could not cause even a little fluctuation in his heart. At present, Tomb Yunfeng knows that in this world, if you want to save yourself, you must have certain cruel means. Kindness can't give you a foothold.

Turning his head and looked at Hua Ning and Hua Qing, who were in a coma, a trace of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the tomb Yunfeng. Then he ignored the two people, but put away his mind and concentrated on restoring his almost exhausted soul power.

"Eat the soul, help me check it, don't let people get close to me." Tomb Yunfeng said to the soul-eating who was hiding in his arms.

Squeak...

The low answer made Tomb Yunfeng smile, "Oh... If Qinglin was there, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so troublesome. Qinglin, where the hell is it?"

Closing his eyes, the corners of Tomb Yunfeng's mouth scratched a wry smile. This battle of the three souls is the most difficult battle of his trip. The soul power in the sea of knowledge was almost exhausted, and a sense of weakness rushed to his mind, making Tomb Yunfeng have an impulse to sleep. However, this is obviously not the time to rest.

He endured the sense of weakness. Tomb Yunfeng stimulated the continuous rotation and recovery of the soul in the sea of knowledge, and a tingling feeling rushed to his mind, which was the sequelae of excessive soul power consumption.

"These three people are weird! Judging from their appearance, they don't want to obey Hua Feng's orders at all. Who the hell are they? Unfortunately, I can't beat a few people, otherwise I will have a chance to ask. As Tomb Yunfeng regained his soul power, he recalled the war just now. In his mind, a trace of doubt crossed his mind, as if he had inadvertently fallen into a whirlpool, a huge whirlpool manipulated by others.

"That's all, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it. Anyway, the most important thing is to try your best to improve your strength. Otherwise, where did the general come from, and where did the earth cover come from?" Tomb Yunfeng was very sober at this time. Even if he knew that he was trapped in a big situation, he did not panic.

In a tall palace full of darkness and strangeness, there are hundreds of jade slips on the front of the palace.

These hundreds of jade slips have become a growth trend arrangement from the top to the bottom. Just now, in the bottom row of jade slips, these three jade slips quietly dispersed and broke apart.

Wow!

A gust of wind passed, and a figure wrapped in a black robe appeared in the hall. The black robe also wrapped the head of the figure, and the other party could not be seen clearly.

"Underworld mountain, underworld peak, underworld stone, die! Who is it?" The old but plain voice came from the black robe, which seemed to contain a certain rhythm.

"They should have gone to help Yin Shuzong this time. In the Devil's Valley, there is something that can kill them!" The other voice sounded, which turned out to be ordinary vicissitudes. It's just that there is a trace of emotion in this voice, which is a pity. At the same time, a figure in the same costume quietly appeared beside the first figure.

"Second, our soul cultivation has withered. This time, I lost three elite disciples again. Go to the Devil's Valley and see who killed them. The first voice sounded again, revealing a strong sense of ruthlessness.

"Brother, I have already said that Yinshazong's plot is too big. We cooperate with them just to seek skin from the tiger. Hey... This time, three elite disciples were lost one after another. Our soul valley, the tasks we have taken in the past few decades have not lost so much. The second voice said.

"Huh! Second, if I want to revive my reputation, I can only rely on Yin Shazong. Go ahead!" The first figure snorted coldly, and the words in his voice were non-negotiable. After saying that, the figure disappeared quietly and disappeared.

"Hey... where is the future of soul cultivation? Who can tell me! There are only hundreds of soul cultivation in the whole soul valley! Hey..." With a long sigh, the second figure also disappeared in the hall, leaving only sighs all over the ground.

Fengmoval Valley Jiuqu Lost Mountain——

Tomb Yunfeng's eyes closed, constantly restoring the soul power in the sea of knowledge. An hour passed, and Tomb Yunfeng still closed his eyes. At this time, there was a smile on the corners of his mouth, and he laughed for some reason.

"Sister Ning, he is really strong!" Hua Qing and Hua Ning have woken up at this time. After spending three top-quality spiritual stones, the two have also recovered the spiritual power of their whole body. At this time, they are all energetic.

"How strong Yunfeng's Taoist friend is, it will always be a mystery!" Hua Ning stared at the tomb Yunfeng, who was mediting quietly not far away, and sighed in her heart. She had to think so, because every time it comes to a critical moment, Tomb Yunfeng always seems to have a hand, and that hand is the key to victory.

From the Huaming Kingdom, a thousand troops, to the pressure of Yumeng by Qiming Xuan, and then to this time, the three soul cultivations fought alone. From beginning to end, the cards shown by Tomb Yunfeng were different, stronger and stronger every time. This kind of method, even with Hua Ning's city and scheming, can't help but feel cold secretly.

"This person can only be a friend, not an enemy!" Hua Ning secretly decided in her heart that she would never be the enemy of Tomb Yunfeng in this life.

"Huh! Isn't it just a little stronger? It can be better than the elders. When we go out, we will definitely let the master teach him a good lesson. Although Hua Qing had to admit the shock brought to her by Tomb Yunfeng, she was still unwilling to admit defeat.

"Wait and see, I am Huaqing, and I will definitely surpass you. Humph!" Hua Qing thought so in her heart.

"Sister Ning, look, why is he still laughing when he is meditating?" At this time, it was the first time for Hua Qing to look at the tomb cloud maple so carefully. As soon as he saw the raised corners of Tomb Yunfeng's mouth, he hurriedly asked.

"I don't know about this." Hua Ning also looked at the tomb cloud maple with great interest, full of puzzlement.

"This person is also very good-looking." Hua Qing looked at the tomb cloud maple carefully, and then felt that the tomb cloud maple gave people a very clean and beautiful feeling. There seemed to be a kind of temperament on him.

"Bah... What am I thinking, this bad guy, when I surpass him in the future, I will definitely let him wash my clothes every day. "Cluck..." Thinking of the scene where Tomb Yunfeng helped him wash his clothes, Hua Qing suddenly giggled.

"I didn't expect that this war with soul cultivation would take my soul power to recover even further. In the later stage of the third grade, it is really strong!" Tomb Yunfeng did laugh again at this time, because his soul power was even better, and he had already stepped into the late stage of the third grade.

Feeling that the sea of knowledge is full of strong soul power, it's strange that Tomb Yunfeng doesn't laugh. At this time, he was recompressing his blue-gold blood moon blade with a strong soul clock. Tomb Yunfeng dares not underestimate the power of this blood moon blade.

From his inference, this blue-gold blood moon blade is close to the third-order spiritual weapon at this time, and even the third-order top grade. It's just that Tomb Yunfeng doesn't dare to believe this abnormal phenomenon.

Suddenly, Tomb Yunfeng's eyes broke open, and the blue-gold light spewed out. He was so scared that he stared at Tomb Yunfeng's Hua Qing and retreated in horror.