Chapter 1039

Ye Feng's sword edge is covered with a large number of runes, which all depend on the talisman in Ye Feng's soul sea. When performing martial arts, the inscription can unconsciously increase the power of martial arts.

The remaining two Shenwu eight Chong have a look of horror. Ye Feng's strength can even compete with Shenwu nine Chong realm. How can it be? It's incredible.

The seven disciples are arrogant and arrogant at ordinary times. Today, they can't control everything.

You know, Ye Feng has nine elixir fields. Zhenyuan is nine times as many as ordinary people. In addition, the body of gods and demons is a tough mess, which makes Ye Feng able to challenge beyond the level.

Ye Feng's eyes, shot out a fierce cold, cold eyes, bone chilling chill covering every inch of space, a strong force field appeared, like a great power, body bullying body, a sword cut.

"Bang!"

There is no fancy action, to their realm, every shot, even a random change, is natural.

"Boom!"

Ye Feng body a retrogression, was strong strength shock back, Lin shuangqian body is the same, in the desert left a series of footprints.

The two were flushed. It seemed that they were afraid of each other just now.

Lin shuangqian was the most shocked. He tried his best to beat Ye Feng back, but didn't hurt him seriously. It's incredible.

"Dong!"

Ye Feng took a step, a pure, cold, xiaoshazhiji will burst out, like a killing God from hell, all around the rules are cut by Ye Feng's killing intention.

"What's that smell?"

Lin shuangqian felt the power of death coming from the sword in Ye Feng's hand. It was palpitating. His heart was beating suddenly, as if he was going to jump out of his chest.

Every step out, Ye Feng's intention to kill is fierce, and the sword of killing in his hand becomes purer, just like the sword evolved from the murderous spirit.

Taking steps one after another, Ye Feng's momentum climbed to the top, just like the God of killing was born, and his terrible intention of killing soared into the sky. Even thousands of miles away, he could feel the terrible killing spirit.

And at this moment, the sword of killing moves, carrying the unparalleled light, bursting out endless killing intention, light and rain flying, countless talismans crisscrossing, sword Rong in the void, drawing beautiful pictures.

Open the spiritual realm!

Ye Feng's swordsmanship has risen to the realm of spirit. His sword is intentional, but his mind is spiritual.

The sword is like a lotus flower. It radiates the color of black jade and spreads around a little bit. However, this kind of power is like Shura hell. The quicksand begins to shake, the ground collapses, and the void is broken. It turns into a matchless sword light and cuts down Lin shuangqian.

"A sword to kill the gods!"

Ye Feng used a sword to kill the gods, and made use of his powerful killing intention to condense into the rudiment of the sword. Without enough killing intention, he could not condense it.

At this moment, as if heard the sound of the dragon and the tiger, as if the music of death, resounding through nine days and ten places, I am the only one.

At the foot of Ye Feng, he burst out a boundless light, dragged Ye Feng's body and continued to move forward. As the sword light fell, all around him fell into chaos.

This sword, easily tear the sky!

This sword, easy to destroy the earth!

This sword, like a bamboo like erosion of every inch of space!

This sword

Murderous!

Almost the essence of the general murderous, Ye Feng finally use endless murderous, urged this sword, nine elixir real yuan, like a flood, by this sword.

The surging power, in Ye Feng's sword, is fully displayed, without any sense of retention. The sword is extremely murderous, which makes Ye Feng become a bloody man and a bloody God.

In the face of such terrible murderous spirit, Lin shuangqian retreated step by step. He could not bear such terrible murderous intention, which made his hair stand on end. This is not the martial art used by human beings. It is a God. Only death can use this sword.

Every step back, his mouth would spray out a mouthful of blood, which was suppressed by the sword. However, he didn't have the heart of resistance. What kind of power is this? How great is it.

An air of arrogance burst out from Ye Feng. Lin shuangqian finally couldn't hold back and burst out with a big mouthful of blood.

"I don't agree. I want to fight. I'm Dan zhengpai's son. How can I lose to you a little mole ant?"

Lin shuangqian roared and growled in a low voice, trying to defuse the sword.

It's a pity that everything is so futile. Ye Feng's sword intention almost blocks every inch of space. It's like the actual killing intention, which can affect people's soul and make him doubt life.

"Let me show you my true strength!"

Ye Feng a big drink, kill intended to cohesion, than just more substantial, almost evolved into a huge kill devil, Chao Lin shuangqian cover up and down.

"No, it's impossible!"Lin shuangqian refuses to accept it, and his body is locked up by the intention of killing. How about Shenwu jiuzhong? In the face of the general intention of killing, it seems insignificant.

In front of Zhenyuan, Ye Feng's nine Dantian erupted, even more than twice as high as his.

In the face of martial arts, killing a God with a sword is the highest level immortal martial arts. In fact, some rubbish immortal martial arts in Shenwu mainland can match it.

Boom, as if the ancient murderer wakes up, opens his sharp tusks, and pours on Lin shuangqian, who is wrapped up by his intention to kill.

It's the first time for Ye Feng to use the sword to kill the gods. He is not familiar with many places, and he is twice as strong as before after being pushed by the intention of killing.

All the forces in the orifices and acupoints were drawn out and integrated into the sword of killing God, which gathered into the sea, just like a sea falling down, completely drowning Lin shuangqian.

Hop, Hop!

The ground collapses a big piece, fortunately Ye Feng dodges in time, the body one stirs, fell on a piece of high ground, just the fierce battle place, becomes a huge whirlpool.

This violent explosion lasted for dozens of breathing time, and then it slowly recovered. Ye Feng stood quietly, numb all over, and could hardly exert any strength.

A sword to kill the God drained all the true yuan of Ye Feng. Fortunately, a large amount of divine tree essence was stored in the magic cauldron of nine prisons.

Ye Feng grabs a large group of Shenshu essence and directly engulfs it. Dantian sends out a huge flood and instantly recovers about 70%. The rest needs to be recovered slowly.

Looking at the sunken sand pit, as for the two remaining Shenwu Bazhong realms, they were blown up directly. Lin shuangqian was lying under the sand pit, and he didn't know his life or death. Wu Shuang didn't die in the distance. Looking at Ye Feng with a look of panic, Yuan Shen was abandoned. At this time, he was also a useless man.

"Suck it for me!"

Ye Feng's big hand moves, Wu Shuang and Lin shuangqian are sucked into the nine prison magic tripod, and the hell evil flame appears.

One by one, the rules were taken away from them, and the shrill roar came out of their mouths. But in the blink of an eye, the voice stopped, turned into a ball of essence, and added to Ye Feng's body.

Just now, it's hard to absorb all the eight rules of Shenwu, especially in the middle stage.

Moreover, the nine rules of Shenwu are very helpful to Ye Feng. In this way, Ye Feng can shorten his time of understanding. As long as these rules are completely integrated with himself, he can break through the nine rules of Shenwu in a short time!

"The fight here has attracted a lot of people's attention. It's time to leave!"

Leaf maple into a shadow, disappeared in place.

The magic sea is full of crisis all the time. It's normal to die a few people. Shenwu jiuzhong is not immortal. As long as you step into the magic sea, you may fall.

Anyway, the outside was blocked, Ye Feng had to continue in-depth, the more to go, the crisis is also gradually increasing.

Once, Ye Feng encountered a monster in the late stage of Shenwu Jiuchong. It took nine oxen and two tigers to escape from it.

What makes him speechless is that there are always counter currents and thunderstorms pouring down here.

In just a few days, Ye Feng was chased by several groups, but not on a large scale. They were all martial artists who had been trained alone or in twos and threes. As long as there was no middle stage or even later stage of Shenwu Jiuchong, Ye Feng was killed completely.

Along the way, the resources obtained were terrible. All the people who came in were from ten big families, and there were also three royal families. All of them were rich, and now they are cheap.

Five days later!

The mirror image of spring is opened. From a distance, there is a lot of green in the distance. This is the mirror image of spring. A large number of warriors, like locusts, swarm in one after another.

The spirit of the sacred tree in the mirror image of winter is plundered by Ye Feng. Now the mirror image of spring appears. Of course, you don't want to miss it. You must get the treasure inside.

Ye Feng simply tidied up and didn't rush in. Now so many people go in. Once they are found, they will definitely encounter a large-scale siege. So when they enter, Ye Feng slowly enters the mirror image of spring.

The mirror image of spring is different from the mirror image of winter. In the mirror image of winter, there is only one sacred tree, while in the mirror image of spring, there is an oasis, countless giant trees in the sky, and even monsters shuttling through it.

Mirror image, in fact, is an independent world, attached to the Shenwu continent, sometimes appears, sometimes does not appear once for hundreds of years.

Hundreds of years, even a seedling, after hundreds of years of growth, can also become a towering tree.

Stepping on the ground, Ye Feng is always on guard. The area here is very large. Even if tens of thousands of people come in, it's like a drop of water into the ocean, and they go to look for treasures one after another.

Ye Feng is no exception, a vertical body shot, disappeared in place, toward the depth of spring mirror swept.

All kinds of miraculous fruits cover the ground, and some miraculous medicines are even around a thousand years old. Ye Feng is not polite and collects them one after another.

The biggest treasure in the mirror image of spring is chunhuaqiushi, which is a kind of fruit. After swallowing it, Shenwu jiuzhong can be promoted to a higher level. It is estimated that many martial artists are aiming at chunhuaqiushi.Some low-level elixirs, Ye Feng, give up directly and move forward rapidly. If he can collect a spring flower and autumn fruit, Ye Feng can break through to the later stage of Shenwu eight Chong, even if he meets the middle stage of Shenwu nine Chong, he will have the power of the first World War.

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