Chapter 128

Suddenly!

There is a huge black hole in Yefeng's chest. Chen Feiyu, who is about to leave, falls out of control and looks at Yefeng in horror.

With more and more suction, Chen Feiyu's body is completely out of his control and slowly moves towards Ye Feng.

"I didn't expect you to die in my hands!"

Ye Feng looks at Chen Feiyu, a evil smile flashed on his face, and his nails came out and inserted into Chen Feiyu's chest.

"You..."

Before Chen Feiyu finished, he felt that the blood essence in his body was disappearing. He didn't know what was going on. Then he felt dizzy, which was the manifestation of excessive blood loss.

"Die

Ye Feng suddenly increased the suction, Chen Feiyu instantly into a mummy, can only survive, but a few breathing.

Throw away Chen Feiyu's body and search the storage rings on them. Ye Feng doesn't plan to stay again and runs away.

One day later, I found a cave and had a rest for one night. The next day, I continued on my way.

Reflecting the bonfire, Ye Feng takes out the storage ring of Chen Feiyu and Yao Wushuang and plans to tidy it up.

The divine sense enters, and Ye Feng draws an arc at the corner of his mouth. He is shocked by the scene inside.

"Ha ha ha, it's really sleepy. Someone has brought a hot pillow!"

Ye Feng burst out laughing. During this time, Ye Feng's resources were almost consumed. Just at the same time, the two men sent a large number of real elixirs and more than 100000 spirit stones, which were enough for Ye Feng to spend some time.

There are several magic weapons. Ye Feng can exchange them for more real elixirs. As for refining resources, there are not many.

"Why, what is it?"

Ye Feng finds a fiery red stick in Chen Feiyu's storage ring. There are bursts of fire on it. If he reaches for it, he will be scorched by the fire.

"Is this the pestle of fire?" Ye Feng doubts of say, dare not confirm.

If it's really a fire pestle, Ye Feng is really angry. His fire elixir field has just awakened, and he needs a lot of fire gas. If it's a fire pestle, it can just meet Ye Feng's needs.

Although it looks like a stick, it is a plant that grows in extremely hot places, close to the south of southern China, where it is hot summer all the year round. Even in some places, it is very hot, and human beings can't survive.

Wrapped with genuine Qi, Ye Feng leads out the pestle and puts it on the ground. Suddenly, it makes a hissing sound. The stones on the ground can't bear the energy of the pestle and are burned into powder.

"It's really a fire pestle!"

Ye Feng is sure that Chen Feiyu doesn't know where to get such a large piece. It's not very useful for ordinary people, but it will be a great treasure for some people who practice fire Qi.

Sitting down with his knees crossed, Ye Feng practices the nine changes of Buddhism and magic. A little bit of suction appears and he begins to extract the energy from the fire pestle.

After entering Ye Feng's body, he felt a trace of scorching heat. After entering the nine prison magic tripod, he was transported to the fire elixir field. With the sound of the flame inside, the flame instantly enlarged and swallowed up the flame.

"Well, well, my fire Qi is quite powerful, and my overall strength has been improved."

Absorbed the gas of the flame, Ye Feng felt his fire elixir field become more saturated, very excited, accelerated the absorption speed.

Precipitation mind, a trace of flame along the maple pores, a little bit into the body, into pure flame Qi, stored in the body.

This kind of flame gas is very pure, without any impurities. Ye Feng doesn't even need refining to melt the flame gas into his body.

Just now, the fire pestle, which was one foot long, was slowly shortening. After the flame on it disappeared, it showed its black trunk and was no longer red.

It took an hour for Ye Feng to refine the pestle, and the fire in the fire elixir field was full of exuberance and hissing.

"Whoosh!"

A bunch of flames appeared on Ye Feng's fingers. Controlled by his mind, the flames flew out and into the wall in the distance.

"Hiss!"

The fire shoots into the wall and burns a big hole in it. If it is used on people, it will be burned to ashes.

However, people are different from stones. People have Qi to protect their bodies. It's impossible for them to let you burn. But with these flames, Ye Feng has an extra mace.

One night, Ye Feng is thinking about how to use the fire in the actual combat. If he throws the fire in this way, the opponent will easily avoid it. He must be very hidden and surprise, so that he can win by surprise.

A huge fireball twists back and forth in Ye Feng's hand, sometimes along the arm to the shoulder, sometimes along the shoulder back to the palm of the hand, Ye Feng pondered all night, still have no clue, can't use the fire in the actual combat, this is chicken ribs.

"Why didn't I think of compressing the flame?"

Ye Feng suddenly slaps his thigh, and the whole person ejects. It seems that he has come up with a good idea.Fist big flame in Ye Feng's hand began to change, smaller and smaller, slowly into the size of an egg, Ye Feng is still compressed.

After compression, the flame began to riot, and it could rush out at any time. It was very difficult for Ye Feng to suppress it. If not, he would get angry and set himself on fire. If not, he would be killed.

As the flame gets smaller and smaller, the difficulty of control becomes higher and higher, especially the temperature of the flame. It seems that the temperature is much higher after the flame is compressed. If Ye Feng had not refined the gas of the flame, it would have been burned.

When it comes to the size of table tennis, it has reached the limit, and Ye Feng's forehead begins to sweat, because he also feels a breath of terror. If this fireball is thrown out, it must be earth shaking.

But Ye Feng is not satisfied, the volume is too large, easy to leak target, Ye Feng continue to compress.

The fireball began to be unstable and could explode in Ye Feng's hands at any time. Ye Feng had to use a lot of real Qi to suppress it and control it within a certain range to avoid injury.

At the back, Ye Feng tries to communicate with the fire and feel its law. Everything in the world has spirit, and so does the fire. If he can feel the idea of fire, he can easily control the fire.

What fire is, the source of burning, can burn everything, it is the portrayal of masculinity, but also the incarnation of the devil, depends on how you use it.

Gradually, Ye Feng's divine sense passes through the fireball in his hand and feels every change of it. Ye Feng feels like touching his own child and communicating with the fireball in his hand.

The atmosphere of the riot slowly stopped, and the flame in his hands seemed to have calmed down a lot, and became more docile, no longer as violent as before.

The speed of the Fireball's shrinking has accelerated a lot. It turns out that it is only the size of a fingernail. Ye Feng stops compressing. It has reached the limit. If the compression continues, the fireball will explode. It is estimated that the whole cave will be destroyed.

Hiding the fireball in the palm of his hand, outsiders can't see it at all. Ye Feng comes to the outside of the cave. The sky is already bright, and there is a trace of fish white in the East.

"Go

All of a sudden!

A golden object flew out of Ye Feng's hand. It was only the size of the finger cap. Although it could be seen by the naked eye at the moment of throwing, no one would associate the fire with danger.

The golden ball flew tens of meters away. Finally, it landed on the ground.

"Blow it for me!"

Because the fireball is mixed with his own mind, using the mind to control the fireball.

"Boom!"

A mushroom cloud rises, and a strong ripple shock wave appears. Standing dozens of meters away, Ye Feng feels a gust of wind coming towards him. His body is out of control, and he is hard hit.

"Bang!"

Ye Feng's body was lifted, hit inside the cave, looking at the roar from outside, Ye Feng's face appeared the color of horror.

"Crouching trough, so powerful!"

Ye Feng came out of the cave and looked into the distance. There was a huge pit where he was hit by the fireball just now. It was about ten meters deep and several feet wide. If he had been a man, he would have been blown to powder.

"Is this still my attack? It's estimated that in the later stage of diwujing, you can kill by this attack!"

Ye Feng is deeply shocked, but there are advantages and disadvantages. Ye Feng feels that his fire elixir field is empty. It takes a long time to recover, and constantly absorbs the gas of fire to supplement.

In the space, there are any elements, including the gas of flame, but it is not as rich as the fire pestle, so Ye Feng has to absorb from the void and recover slowly.

"It seems that I have another attack skill, but what should I call it?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself, since these flames can be used as a means of attack, there is always a name.

"Fireball? No, it's too vulgar

"Fire attack? More vulgar. "

Ye Feng thought of several names, and felt dissatisfied. In a word, he should be domineering.

"Fire King technique!"

A new word appeared. Ye Feng named the fireball attack as huohuangshu, which was very domineering.

"It's called huohuangshu!"

Ye Feng didn't know that after awakening the first elixir, other elixirs were quietly changing, absorbing other energies of void Qi.

After daybreak, Ye Feng stopped staying and headed for Li Yuanguo, striving to arrive at the Moyan mountains as soon as possible to complete this task. Ye Feng thought that going to the Moyan mountains this time would be more conducive to his own development and at least get a lot of exercise.

After walking in this plain for nearly a day, Ye Feng finally saw a large number of buildings in the distance.

But it's not prosperous here. Most of them are small towns. Ye Feng didn't stay. This time he rented a carriage and hired a coachman. Ye Feng didn't want to attract too many people's attention. He got into the carriage and went to practice at ease.

"Young master ye, one day later, we will arrive at Liyuan imperial city. After passing through the Imperial City, we will arrive at the edge of Moyan mountain range in more than ten days."A few days, Ye Feng spent in the carriage, when waiting outside the groom toward Ye Feng said.

"Well, when we get to the Imperial City, we'll have a rest and continue on our way. You're the reward."

Ye Feng spent 1000 spirit stone to hire these two carriages for 20 days, which is absolutely astronomical, but Ye Feng doesn't care, just for a quiet.

A day later, a huge imperial city appeared in front of Ye Feng.

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