Eight Desolate Sword God

“Three months, nine months from the ultimate trial, it’s time to act!”

Ye Chenfeng was hiding in the dark, waiting for a few days, feeling that the ninth floor of the Shenta Tower gradually recovered calm and began to assassinate the five-star ancestral spirit.

Although it is not difficult to assassinate the five-star ancestral spirit, but in the sense of the brain, Ye Chenfeng can always find the order, or the Holy Spirit gathered in a small area, by the invincible sword body, the field of the sword, the **** does not know the ghost I will kill them one by one.

Approximately thirteen days, Ye Chenfeng killed more than 300 five-star ancestral spirits.

But at this time, the ninth floor space of the Spirit Tower has no single spirit, which greatly increases the difficulty of killing Ye Chenfeng.

“Mirror avatar, action!”

Ye Chenfeng was prepared, immediately ordered the mirror-shaping action hidden in the dark, attracting the Holy Spirit in the nine-story space, disrupting their position and creating conditions for their continued assassination.

Under the attraction of the two mirrors, the entire nine-story space of the Shenling Tower was caught in a riot, and a large number of Holy Spirits were once again alarmed, chasing the two mirrors.

The two mirror images have the same level of strength as Ye Chenfeng, but they have not mastered all kinds of magical powers.

Soon, the two mirrors were destroyed by a large number of five-star ancestral spirits and shattered on the spot.

The mirrored avatar was eliminated, and the nine-story space of the Spirit Tower continued to fall into riots, but Ye Chenfeng had long been hiding, hiding the breath, and the Holy Spirit in the Tower of God did not find him.

Slowly, the nine-story space of the turbulent **** tower has returned to calm.

However, Ye Chenfeng, who was hiding in an ancient wood, did not move and fell into silence.

At this time, the brains engulfed a large number of souls and souls of heaven, and finally completed the transformation, not only gave birth to a brand new sub-brain, but also split a piece of soul.

“There is no magic, and the sword is returned to the sect!”

When Ye Chenfeng merged with the soul fragments, there was a set of cultivation rhetoric in the mind, and this set of supreme magical powers has the same effect as the invincible sword body. If he can comprehend, he will definitely become his biggest Killer.

“Well… first enlighten me for a month, see if I have the opportunity to get through the swordsmanship?”

There are more than eight months from the end of the ultimate trial. Ye Chenfeng decided to spend a month to learn the sword and return to it. If he can understand this trick, he will greatly enhance his chance to pass the ultimate test of the spirit.

After the decision, Ye Chenfeng immediately removed all distractions and devoted himself to the process of enlightenment of Wan Jian.

The brain is once again evolving, and the deductive ability is even more horrible, which greatly enhances the understanding of Ye Chenfeng and accelerates the speed of his enlightenment.

“Well, what is he doing? Why not move?”

When the old man marveled at the assassination ability and tactics of Ye Chenfeng, he suddenly discovered that Ye Chenfeng’s possession suddenly disappeared in an ancient wood and fell into the cultivation of artistic conception.

“Is he practicing?” The old man shook his head, revealing an incomprehensible smile.

The average person challenges the tower of the gods, all of which are all about fighting for the clock. No one like Ye Chenfeng, practicing in the tower of the gods, wasting time.

Soon, one month passed.

When the old man was slightly anxious, Ye Chenfeng opened his closed eyes and deepened his understanding of Kendo.

“The evolution of this brain has really improved a lot. In such a short period of time, I will be able to master the supreme magic of the sword!”

The initial mastery of Wan Jian’s return to the sect, Ye Chenfeng did not delay the time, left the ancient wood and appeared outside.

“It’s time to continue hunting!”

Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts moved, splitting out three mirrored avatars, hiding in the dark, preparing to cooperate with himself to assassinate the five-star ancestral spirit.

“There are four Holy Spirits there!”

Under the sensation of the brain, Ye Chenfeng discovered four holy spirits, and concealed the breath, quietly approaching the past.

“Well, this is…”

When the four people were placed near the Holy Spirit, Ye Chenfeng unexpectedly discovered that after the evolution of the brain, he noticed a light spot in the body of a famous Holy Spirit.

But the position of the light spots in the body of the four Holy Spirits is not the same.

“Is this the source of their strength?”

Ye Chenfeng guessed that he decided to take the four holy spirits to experiment and test whether the perception of the brain is correct.

“Ancestral Soul Calibur, Kill!”

Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts moved, and the ancestral swordsman flew out. The extremely fast attack turned to the light spot of a five-star ancestral spirit.

The ancestor’s swordsman attacked at an extremely fast speed. The ancestral spirits pierced the light spots in his body.

The next moment, the whole body of the ancestral spirit broke open and turned into an air mass, which dissipated in the space of light.

“Sure enough, my guess is not wrong, that light spot is the source of the power of the Holy Spirit!”

With this discovery, Ye Chenfeng was overjoyed and shot in succession, attacking the light spots in the remaining three ancestral spirits.

Between the blink of an eye, the light spots in the three ancestral spirits were broken, and they simultaneously turned into three air masses, bursting and dying.

Instantly killing four ancestral spirits, Ye Chenfeng continues to hide his breath, lurking to other holy spirits, and then re-applying the skills, controlling the ancestral spirits to constantly break the light spots in their bodies and kill them.

“This, he found the source of the power of the Holy Spirit!”

Looking at a five-star ancestral spirit in front of Ye Chenfeng, like a child who just left, the old man immediately guessed that Ye Chenfeng is very likely to find the source of the Achilles’ weakness of the Holy Spirit, otherwise With his strength, killing the five-star ancestral spirit will never be so easy.

Time goes by.

Soon, it has passed more than twenty days.

Under the early assassination of Ye Chenfeng, the entire ninth floor of the Shenling Tower, there are only a hundred of the five elements of the ancestral spirit, and all other Holy Spirits were killed by lightning.

“Come out!”

In order to save time, Ye Chenfeng did not delay the effort, flying straight up, flying over the space of light, sending out a hegemonic voice, attracting all the remaining ancestral spirits of the **** tower, ready to They are all done.

“Hey!”

Looking at the emptiness in the air, provoking their leaf morning wind, a large number of ancestral spirits, such as the stream of light, rushed over and launched a fierce attack on Ye Chenfeng, wanting to work together to smuggle them The field of morning wind kills.

“Chaotic God Wood, Defense!”

A powerful attack of horror strikes, Ye Chenfeng has no hard regrets, but quickly summoned the chaotic gods, using the powerful defense of Chaos Shenmu, resisting an attack that is enough to destroy the mountains and tear the sky.

“Invincible sword body, Wanjian return to the sect!”

Infinitely large chaotic gods resisted the destruction of a famous ancestral spirit, and Ye Chenfeng immediately inspired a powerful invincible sword, forcibly exerting his mastery, extremely unskilled swordsmanship. The attack was directed to a famous sacred spirit.

The invincible sword body was evolved to the extreme by the leaf morning wind, instantly condensing tens of thousands of unmatchable swords. Under his control of mind, it turned into a long river of Wanjian, tearing the space in front of him, like a The road runs through the light of the universe, attacking the light spot in the body of a famous ancestral spirit.

“Hey!”

Under the attack of Ye Chenfeng’s evolution of Wan Jian, the light spot in the body of a famous ancestral spirit was penetrated.

Between the blink of an eye, nearly one hundred five-star ancestral spirits were killed by Ye Chenfeng’s display of Wan Jian’s sect.

“This is the top superb!”

Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng’s killing of nearly one hundred five-star ancestral spirits, the old man who has been paying attention to Ye Chenfeng has been deeply shocked and his eyes are round and stunned.

“Hey!”

Ye Chenfeng’s body flashed, carrying a powerful Jianwei, and the attack came to a hurry, and survived more than a dozen five-star ancestral spirits.

Under the time of the semi-column, the remaining more than a dozen five-star ancestral spirits were also killed by the leaves of the autumn wind, and the space passage leading to the tenth floor of the **** tower appeared.

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