Chapter 1258

Looking at the golden flame floating in the void, it is the essence of Fenghuang's life. It is even better than Phoenix.

If the true fire is just the flame of the Phoenix, and the essence fire is the most mysterious flame in the Phoenix. It can burn all things. It is said that it is no less than samadhi's true fire.

Directly sacrifice the nine prison magic tripod and put away the Phoenix essence fire. When you go out, you are refining. By that time, the five elements fingerprints will go further.

Ye Feng has collected water, wood, earth and fire. There is no accident. The next layer should be gold, which is also the first of the five elements. It contains the power of sharp gold.

Ye Feng can clearly see that in the Phoenix essence fire, there is a group of witchcraft hovering, not this group of Phoenix essence fire, but also a god of witchcraft, right?

There is no time to think about it. On the wall, there is a ripple. The door to the seventh floor appears. I don't know what will greet Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng passes through the door, he finds a pain in his chest. A sharp sword passes through his chest and directly stabs Ye Feng. With his strong body, he can't bear a sword.

Looking at the blood spurting out, Ye Feng's eyes swept, and then he stepped back and found himself in a thousand swords array. Just now, one of the long swords passed through his body.

Countless golden swords are suspended above Ye Feng's head. A long sword can penetrate his body. If so many swords fall together, Ye Feng may not even have any meat left.

"What a terrible sword formation!"

Ye Feng's eyes show the color of horror. He has never seen such a powerful sword array. It's estimated that the eight robber immortals will be crushed even if they come in.

The sword array is getting lower and lower. It's only tens of meters above the top of Ye Feng's head. Once it falls, Ye Feng's bones are gone.

"Ah ah, what a terrible sword formation, boy, you are not going to die!"

Mubai and Shuimu liuhun all appeared. Standing alone on one shoulder, the liuhun of the trees was gloating at the fall of the sword array without fear.

"Shut up. If you're talking, I'll throw you out."

Ye Feng's face turns blue, so he throws him into the nine prison magic tripod. First, he uses the magic flame to refine him for three days, or he will be dishonest in the future.

Sure enough, after falling into the magic cauldron of the nine prisons, Shuimu liuhun screamed bitterly and begged for mercy from Ye Feng. Unfortunately, Ye Feng ignored it and continued to study how to break the battle.

"Boy, are you sure to break this sword formation?"

Mu Bai looks worried. This is not an illusion. The wound on Ye Feng's chest is real. If it falls down, Ye Feng will definitely die.

"Hard, too hard!"

Ye Feng frowns tightly, even eight robbers are difficult to escape from the sword array, not to mention Ye Feng but six robbers, the strength gap is too big.

"What should we do? Should we give up?"

Mubai was worried. He had already reached the sixth level. If he had four more levels, he could reach the tenth level. Now that he died, it was not a failure.

"Am I qualified to give up?"

Ye Feng gave a bitter smile. Once he stepped into the gate of death, there was no possibility of giving up. Unless he went all the way to the tenth floor, he would die here.

The sword array fell down a little. It was only tens of meters. In an instant, it became more than ten meters high. The fierce sword Qi seemed to tear Ye Feng's skin. He felt very uncomfortable.

"To burn finance, does it need the power of fire to break the golden sword array?"

Ye Feng thought of just using the power of the ancestor of water to break the Phoenix Fire. If you use the power of fire, can you break the golden sword array.

"Fire finance, gold cut wood section, aquatic soil solid, soil filling water stop, water pouring fire out."

The power of the five elements is endless, and it also generates and controls each other. Water conquers fire, and fire conquers gold.

From the sixth floor, Ye Feng gets a group of Phoenix essence fire to see if he can help himself break the terrible sword array.

Time is pressing, Ye Feng immediately takes out the Phoenix essence fire, and the divine sense penetrates directly into it. It's true that there is also a group of sorcery in it, which is also the treasure of the sorcery family.

Ye Feng began to wonder how there could be so many treasures left by the witches in the star Pavilion. Did several witches participate in the war?

The eye of witchcraft opens, and a fiery world appears. This is the depth of the Phoenix essence fire. A red phoenix flies in the sky, with a long flame trailing behind.

When ye Fengyuan entered, the flames around him began to boil. The eye of the heavenly wizard opened directly, and it radiated light directly on the Phoenix.

See a human come in, Phoenix a fly, unexpectedly fell in front of Ye Feng, from his eyes, see the human things.

"The eye of the sorcerer, how can you have the eye of the sorcerer!"

The Phoenix unexpectedly opened his mouth to talk, see Ye Feng peep out the eye of day sorcery, very puzzled.

"You are the ancestor of fire among the twelve witches, Master Zhu Rong!"

The twelve witches, Zhu Rong, who is in charge of the fire in the world, are the Witches of fire."You're the one the voodoo prophesied?"

Phoenix into a middle-aged man, is the God of fire Zhu Rong, eyes, it seems that some insight.

"That's what the other witches said. I don't know."

Ye Feng has no choice but to smile bitterly. As for whether it is the descendant of the God of witchcraft, he doesn't know. It's just that other gods all say so.

"How many other witches have you met?"

In Zhu Rong's eyes, there was a flash of consternation.

"I've seen Wu tianwu, the ancestor of wind, and Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water."

Ye Feng did not hide, there are several treasures, Ye Feng did not go in to check, no accident, there must be witches.

"Since you are the descendant of the God of witchcraft, I won't embarrass you, but your strength is not flattering. Let me help you to improve your realm. It can be regarded as the last thing I did for the God of witchcraft before I died."

The sorcerer of fire wants to help Ye Feng improve his realm.

"Master, master, wait for you first!"

See each other sent out a terrible God of fire, Ye Feng quickly stop.

"Aren't you here to ask me to help you improve?"

Zhurong, the God of fire, looks puzzled. If Ye Feng collects all the twelve witches, he can improve the twelve realms, and even become an immortal.

"There are more important things in front of us. We need the help of our predecessors."

Ye Feng of course wants to improve his strength, and he is very urgent. Unfortunately, he can only lose such a good opportunity, because there are more important things for him to do than to improve his strength, so as to defuse the sword array outside.

"Tell me what, since you are the descendant of the God of witchcraft, I will help you without hesitation."

Fire god Zhu Rong gave up to promote Ye Feng cultivation, but asked.

Ye Feng simply said the situation outside, hoping that the God of fire Zhu Rong, with the help of the power of fire, can help him crack the sharp golden sword array outside.

Hearing Ye Feng's narration, Zhu Rong, the God of fire, basically understands that the descendant of the sorcerer in front of him has encountered a crisis and needs his help to resolve it.

"You have to think about it. There is only one chance. If you miss it, you will never have another chance. Not any wizard can help you to improve your realm."

Zhu Rong definitely asked again, twelve witches, in charge of heaven and earth, each is different, not any witches can help Ye Feng improve the realm.

It's just like the wizard of the wind, who just helps Ye Feng to wash his hair and marrow, but can't improve his realm.

The ancestral Wizard of water can improve the realm, so can the God of fire. I don't know if the ancestral Wizard of wood, the ancestral Wizard of earth, and the ancestral Wizard of gold can help me to improve the realm.

"I think about it. Please help me resolve the crisis."

The sword array outside has fallen on the top of Ye Feng's head. Ye Feng even feels the stabbing pain. With a few more breathing time, the sword array will fall completely.

"OK, then I'll help you get rid of these jinruizhi Qi!"

Without hesitation, Huoshen zhurong turned into a phoenix again and flew out of here. The outside world suddenly changed into a red ocean.

Even the golden sword can't bear the fire.

The swords that are about to fall are disappearing, and Ye Feng's crisis is relieved. Thanks to Huoshen zhurong.

Watching the Phoenix disappear completely, Ye Feng sighs with emotion that the twelve witches have ruled the whole era. Unfortunately, with the changes of the times, the witches gradually fall and are submerged in the dust of history. He does not know where the other witches are now.

The spirit of Ruijin disappears and a door appears, which leads to the seventh floor.

Entering the door, Ye Feng feels light. Entering the octagonal building, he is still the building of Jianzhu Xingge.

Unconsciously, Ye Feng came in for nearly ten days. During this time, many people stayed in the dead door forever.

Some people came back from the gate of life without success and went back to the outside and continued to wait. After all, it took 20 days for jianzhuxing pavilion to open.

"It seems that the Jian Zhu Xing Pavilion this time is different from that in previous years. There are treasures in the gate of life. This time, some gifted disciples have grabbed good things one after another, and even the gate of death is different. They have more vitality."

Outside the jianzhuxing Pavilion, many martial arts people are talking about it in twos and threes. Something has appeared in the gate of life, which makes countless people rush in crazily.

If you can get the ancient immortal tools, it's absolutely a treasure. If you go back outside, you can be powerful.

If you can get the elixir, it will be like a fish in water. From then on, it will be with the wind and the water.

"Yes, it's a pity that I just broke into the fifth floor and couldn't resist the array inside. I was sent out directly."

Another man sighed. Fortunately, he entered the gate of life. If it was the gate of death, he would have died.

Some people sigh, some people look forward to it, and some people turn their eyes to see who can walk higher and whether they can steal the treasure.But Ye Feng didn't know all this. He was already on the seventh floor. His eyes swept all around. There was sharp gold in this floor. There was no accident in this seventh floor. It should be the power of sharp gold.

Sure enough, Ye Feng saw a huge stone the size of a water tank in the corner not far away. It was a rare treasure.

And in the middle of the golden Boulder, there is a halo, which is full of witchcraft, and a god of witchcraft is born.

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