Eight Desolate Sword God

“Her Majesty, good Yaxing!”

Just in the morning, Ye Chenfeng ignored a pair of double-slung eyes, tightly licking the cold water, and when the words were screaming, a cold voice suddenly sounded in the silent palace hall.

The next moment, a man in a black robe with a strong demon in his body walked step by step in the void.

And every time he took a step, the space shook a bit, and the terrible breath was more sturdy than Lei Yi, Dao, Tian Bo and others.

“Six Stars Devil!”

Ye Chenfeng patted the cold water, licking his shoulders and looking at the black robe man who suddenly came in and found him to be a six-star demon.

The original power of the demon of the Eight Diagrams of the Kingdom of God was killed by Ye Chenfeng. The entire Demon Soul continent will never have such a superb power, so Ye Chenfeng is sure that he should be just below the boundary. The power of the Mozu.

“Who are you?”

Water cold smoke quickly wiped away the tears of tears left in the eyes, looking at the man in black robes, regaining the posture of the Queen, glaring at him.

“My name is Mosong, from the Tianzu Mozu, I am coming today, it is for the three devils!” The black robe man said coldly and proudly: “If you are willing to surrender and three devils, the demon can Be the master, spare you not to die, give you a chance.”

“Let me guess why the three devils don’t come, but send you here!” Ye Chenfeng said: “Either the three devils are injured in the lower bounds, or they can’t touch the nine swords Under the circumstances, send you this unlucky to come to temptation, do not know if I guess right.”

“Well, who are you, the intention of the three devils is that you can try to figure out!” The face of Mosong sinks, glaring at Ye Chenfeng, annoyed.

“The demon statue may be unattainable in your eyes, but in my eyes, even the Dark Emperor, the real demon is just a small person, you can kill by waving your hand.” Ye Chenfeng said faintly.

“A big tone, today, this holy sacred look, you have any arrogant capital!” The konjac was angered by Ye Chenfeng’s words, and the magical spurt spewed out of his body, shaking the entire golden temple. The trembling, scared the guards of the Golden Temple, trembling, not afraid to approach.

“Hey!”

When the song was ready to be shot, Ye Chenfeng suddenly appeared in front of him, waiting for him to react and slamming him out.

“Hey!”

When the body is out of control, when the devil flies into the air, he can’t stand the force that comes from the palm of the morning, and bursts open and dies.

“Morning wind, what level are you reaching now!”

Seeing the scene of Ye Chenfeng’s slap in the face of Demon Song, Dao and others showed a shocking color and asked curiously.

“The ancestral home!”

What is the realm of the ancestral environment?

Dow idiots and others do not understand the realm of the virtual world, and do not know what the realm is.

“I kill the two patriarchs of the Tianyu Mozu, the Dark Lord and the Real Emperor are like killing chickens!” Ye Chenfeng said slowly.

“What…”

There was a scream of one after another in the silent hall.

Although Daoqi and others are not aware of the horror of the ancestral world, they know that the two great patriarchs of the Tianyu Mozu are terrible, and the status of the two of them can be regarded as the top talents of the Tianyu.

“The magical pine is dead, let’s wait for the three great devils to come to the door, I will look at it, how many people can be sent to the lower realm!” Ye Chenfeng whispered.

Seeing the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s horror, people such as water and cold smoke completely let go of their hearts.

When waiting for the time of the three great demon statues, the water is cold and smoke, and the singer is entangled with Ye Chenfeng every night, forgetting the lingering feelings and having solved the feelings of lovesickness.

When the water is cold and smoke, Jiaoyu, Leiyi, etc., is also enough to make the resources of the master-level masters to improve, and constantly break the boundaries of the realm, breaking through the realm.

Time has lost in the midst of joy, and soon a month has passed.

When the water-cold smoke and other people broke through, three horrible breaths appeared in the Jiujian Palace, and the three great devils finally appeared.

“Water cold smoke, give me out!”

An angry voice blew up over the Jiujian Palace, and the terrible sound shook the entire sky.

Although the sounds of the three great devils are terrifying, the people of the Nine Swords Palace did not show a hint of horror.

Seeing the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s horror, they know that the three great devils can’t look down on the big waves. They are no different from sending them to death.

“Don’t it be? The deity will razed it here!”

A demon statue reveals the color of the haze, and for the splendid, the luxurious Nine Swords Palace prints a palm and wants to destroy it.

But the big hand that he printed has not yet fallen to the Jiujian Palace, it is broken like broken glass.

And this weird scene shocked the three great deities, making them look slightly changed.

“Does the rumor is true, the nine swords palace has a master guardian!” The three magic deities communicated with each other.

When the three great devils hesitated to continue to tempted, a large hand appeared in the air, with a suffocating force, grabbed the three of them.

“Who!”

Suddenly caught, the three great devils immediately released the magic of horror, and wanted to break away from the bounds of the big hands.

But the gap between them and Ye Chenfeng is too great. If they struggle, they can’t tear the big hands.

“Search for the soul!”

In the three major devils can not withstand the squeezing of the big hands, breathing becomes difficult, when almost suffocating, Ye Chenfeng suddenly appeared next to them, cast a soul search for them, search for the soul, know Their soul memories.

“Well, there will be a second batch of Dark Lords in the lower bounds, and this time there is a magician in the lower bound!”

After learning the important information from the souls of the three great deities, Ye Chenfeng did not show any mercy, directly pinched the bodies of the three people and killed them.

“Golden Dragon Dragon Blood Lion, come out!”

Because of the talent, Jin Qinglong’s blood lion’s cultivation speed is getting slower and slower. It is almost impossible to break through to the realm of the two-star demon ancestor. Ye Chenfeng decided to leave it in the fighting soul continent and let it guard it.

“Dragon Blood Lion, you will stay in the soul of the mainland in the future, help me guard this place.”

There are Jinqinglong blood lions guarding the soul of the mainland, Ye Chenfeng believes that even if the top talents of the Tianyu people together with the lower bounds, it will not threaten the soul of the mainland.

“Yes, Master!”

Jinqinglong blood lion also knows that with the improvement of Ye Chenfeng’s strength, it has not helped the morning wind, and instead of this, it is better to stay in the fighting world.

Now, you go to the guardian of the Tianyu Gate and kill all the celestial powers of the lower bounds! “Ye Chenfeng ordered.

“Yes!”

When finished, Jin Qinglong’s blood lion is flying in the air, not entering the fire in the sky, guarding the gates of the Tianyu, waiting to kill the power of the lower bound.

“Cold smoke, language, you are waiting for me at Jiujian Palace, I have to go to a place, come back later!”

Unsolved the crisis of the soul of the soul, Ye Chenfeng is going to visit Taiyi, telling him the news of the tomb of the Hongyao, and trying to get a few life-saving cards from his hands.

“Okay, let’s wait for you!” The water was cold, and the words were nodded.

After leaving the water and cold smoke, Ye Chenfeng left the Jiujian Imperial City, and traveled to the mysterious sea very fast, and met Taiyi.