"Jingyuan Stone, a lot of Jingyuan Stone!"

"No, this is the Jingyuan Vein!"

One after another exclamations resounded through the heavens and the earth, and countless blazing eyes looked at the crystal land, full of greed. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Feng's gaze was firmly fixed there, the secret treasure of the sky, the spiritual power of heaven and earth was rich, and over the years, it was condensed into crystals and produced essence stones.

The precipitation of the years, the Jingyuan vein, is born.

The Jingyuan Stone Vein is an ownerless thing, although it is not as attractive as the Spirit Stone Vein, but this kind of Heaven and Earth Spirit Mine, no one will refuse, in exchange for Spirit Stone cultivation, this is definitely a huge wealth.

Looking at this scale, it is a small ore vein, but for everyone, it is also ecstatic, I didn't expect that as soon as I entered here, this kind of ore vein appeared, and it was really not a treasure of heaven.

"Rob!"

A loud shout resounded in this heaven and earth, and all the martial artists who appeared in this world rushed out, swarmed in, and headed towards the essence stone vein.

In an instant, Ye Feng also swept out, and went crazy towards the mineral vein, the fierce sword intent on his body bloomed, and the spiritual power condensed into a sword, and when his palm waved, the boulders flew, and pieces of essence stones flew in the void and fell into the storage ring.

This ownerless thing, everyone is crazy, the weapons in their hands are flying, and the pieces of essence stones are falling into their respective storage spaces, this essence stones, the resources for martial arts cultivation, no one will be too much, and if they are discovered, they have to make a lot of money, even if they can't use it, they can also be exchanged for resources suitable for their own cultivation.

However, the monk has more flesh and less meat, and after a while, on the cliff of this huge canyon land, the pure essence stone was snatched away.

This huge mountain wall was dug out of a deep ravine, and the Jingyuan Stone was scraped by everyone.

"What is this?"

At the end of the ravine, a spiritual plant with nine leaves, like a lingzhi, exudes a white light, with a rich and sufficient masculinity.

"Jiuyang Ganoderma lucidum!"

His pupils shrank, and Ye Feng said in surprise, that's right, this is Jiuyang Lingzhi, born in the land of pure spiritual energy, born by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and bred for many years.

Swish!

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his figure swept up, like a streamer, and his palm waved, and the Jiuyang Lingzhi was picked by Ye Feng and fell into the storage ring.

"Boy, leave Jiuyang Lingzhi and spare your life!"

Just as Ye Feng was picking Jiuyang Lingzhi, an indifferent voice resounded behind him, mixed with anger.

Immediately, a strong wind roared behind him like a meteor, coming in an instant, shooting at such a close distance, as fast as lightning, it seems that the person behind this shot is also extremely ruthless, wanting Ye Feng's life.

Disheveled!

Turning around, he shook his palm, and the strong wind shattered in Ye Feng's palm.

"Boy, Jiuyang Lingzhi, it's mine!" I saw a big man behind him with strong spiritual power sneering, looking at Ye Feng's eyes full of unkindness.

"Yours, the essence of heaven and earth, those who are destined to get it, I get it first, and it is mine. Ye Feng was noncommittal and said lightly.

"Joke, boy, don't be ignorant, the treasure of heaven and earth, not by fate, but by force, be careful to throw your life here. Dahan sneered, the surging momentum belonging to the late stage of the Divine Pill permeated out, and came towards Ye Feng's fierce oppression, in his opinion, Ye Feng was only in the middle stage of the Divine Pill, such a heavenly treasure, he didn't have the life to enjoy it.

At this moment, not only the big man was staring at Ye Feng, but also the group of martial artists next to him, and his eyes were full of unkindness.

In this case, it means that whoever has the biggest fist belongs to whoever has the most important things here. Ye Feng smiled faintly, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Boy, that's good, so this Jiuyang Lingzhi is mine, hand it over, can't, die!" The big man held the palm of his hand, and a long knife with a cold flickering appeared in his hand, his eyes were indifferent, and there was a killing intent.

Ye Feng frowned, and the indifferent expression on his face sank, this big man seemed to be about to kill and seize the treasure.

"Get out!" Ye Feng said coldly, the terrifying momentum burst out, without any fear, the martial artists in the late stage of the Shendan are not unkilled, if this big man is looking for death, he doesn't mind killing him.

"Boy, you are bold enough, it is not enough to get the Jingyuan Stone, you still want to take Jiuyang Lingzhi into your pocket, you are too greedy, today, then you will give me death." Dahan sneered, his eyes were gloomy, a martial artist in the middle of the Divine Pill actually told himself to get out, it seems that he has to kill today.

When the words fell, the big man seemed to have lost all his patience, the essence light burst out, the surging spiritual power bloomed, his body swept out of the air, the long knife in his hand flashed, a touch of knife light lit up in the void, and a sharp knife light swept out like a match, with a terrifying killing intent, slashing towards Ye Feng in the air.

The sword light is like a rainbow, and the momentum is shocking!

"Kill!"

With a low shout, it spit out from Ye Feng's mouth, in the void, the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathered, and a sword of spiritual power as black as ink was condensed in Ye Feng's hand, releasing a terrifying sword intent.

"Spiritual power transforms, the sword of artistic conception!"

The crowd trembled slightly, but he didn't expect that this young man, who was only in the middle stage of the Divine Pill, had reached such a level of comprehension of the artistic conception, and his spiritual power was terrifying.

The release of the sword intent was filled with a terrifying intent of silence, causing the surrounding warriors' bodies to stagnate, and their whole bodies felt cold.

What a powerful breath, such a terrifying sense of death, so terrifying!

"Sword of Annihilation, die!"

Ye Feng's sword stabbed out slowly, unfast, the trajectory of the sword was clearly visible, not dazzling enough, but it was deep and pitch black, like a black hole of death, devouring everything.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the big man's mouth, and the tense heart just now suddenly relaxed, just now, he felt death, the terrifying artistic conception power, made his heart cold, but at this moment, seeing Ye Feng's sword so slowly, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, he was really a rookie, and he had no experience in fighting.

Ridiculous swordsmanship, although the artistic conception is terrifying, but the sword is so slow, like a toy in the hands of a child, ridiculous, how can you kill.

This is not a murderous swordsmanship!

The crowd also shook their heads, this is not a sparring exercise, but a life-and-death fight, but it's a pity, it seems that this young man is a child of a big family, and he has too little experience to have such a swordsmanship.

Fight against the enemy, pay attention to the speed of thunder, one blow will kill!

This time, this young man will definitely be torn apart by the sword light like a long rainbow piercing the sun.

However, Ye Feng's expression was indifferent, and he was not affected in the slightest, his sword, still like this, stabbed forward!

The slow sword, the deep sword light, but it is getting darker and darker, deep as an abyss, but the light is getting more and more dim, this is the artistic conception of death, dimming everything, devouring everything.