Ye Feng flipped his left hand, and Ling Tian's sword let out a slight trembling sound, and in the process of dispersing, it turned into a hundred zhang sword rays, and surrounded the phantom.

At the same time, I saw a colorful brilliance flashing, and three colorful small swords came out in response, cutting through the sky, like a streamer, illuminating half of the sky clearly.

It's also a top-notch ancient treasure. Ye Feng took it from the middle-aged monk. It stands to reason. Something like that. It needs to be refined before it can be used. But Ye Feng unexpectedly appeared. This item is slightly different from a normal ancient treasure. It can be easily controlled with only a powerful divine sense.

This is the case. I am in the ancient books. Never seen either. But there's nothing surprising about it. Cultivate one. Tremendous amount of. What I have come into contact with. But there are very few of them. Although I don't understand the reason, it doesn't affect the use of Ye Feng. At that moment, Ye Feng injected mana into the three small swords of five colors. Countless silver threads break down from within. The speed was extremely dispersed around the sword body, and a powerful force came from the small sword.

This ancient treasure has just arrived. The number of times it is used is not much. But I did see the monk in green clothes use it. If you think about it, Vaillant will definitely not be bad. Sacrifice three small swords. Ye Feng sleeves waved. I also started to use other supernatural powers.

Open your mouth. A burst of yin qi was spewed. After the magic banner is absorbed. turned into a large cloud of magic clouds in the original continuous churning. Countless pitch-black fireballs the size of a basin erupted from it.

"Go!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, multitasking, it was enough to see that Ye Feng's divine thoughts far surpassed those of his peers.

Those black fireballs did not go towards the phantom, but turned into nine pitch-black fireballs and stopped in front of Ye Feng. Nine black fireballs began to merge under Ye Feng's operation, and the speed seemed to be slow, but it was extremely fast.

I saw this scene. The phantom's face couldn't help but change.

If these nine black fireballs obviously can't affect themselves, but if these nine black fireballs are fused together, then the power will increase several times in vain, and at that time, they can already threaten themselves.

Thinking of this, the phantom was going to make a move and interrupt Ye Feng's spell.

Just when he made his move, his body had just turned into a phantom and attacked Ye Feng. Ye Feng's speed was even faster than him. At that moment, the small golden sword of the three swords turned into a phantom, and it turned into the size of three zhang out of thin air. Under the control of the Divine Sense. Yuan force is injected into it. The little sword flashed with a flash of inspiration. It turned bright red. However, this is just the beginning. A ray of essence flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. Pointing at the treasure above his head. Time. The little sword blurred for a while. It was divided into nine sword-shaped phantoms, for a while. The little sword turned into nine. This treasure has reached its peak under Ye Feng's divine mind control. If this treasure was in the hands of the monk in Tsing Yi, it would definitely not be able to exert the power of this treasure, however, Ye Feng's divine power and yuan power were far from being comparable to that monk in green clothes. This is normal.

At this time, the black silk transformed by the beast soul banner turned into a dense net, attacking towards the phantom. For a moment, he blocked the surroundings of this phantom, but he couldn't dodge.

Faced with many sieges. The phantom's face finally showed a hint of anxiety. Raise your head. Let out an angry roar.

Accompanied by the roaring sound, in the midst of the roar, Yan Ran had a divine thought to join it, thinking that it was the sound attack method of this phantom.

With the phantom as the center, a wind of yin wind blew. The whirlwind was fierce. The silver threads turned by the three small swords couldn't get close.

Ye Feng saw it. Frowning. There was no panic on his face.

Flip your right hand. In the palm of his hand, another golden needle hovered above his head.

On this needle, bursts of golden actinization are emitted, which are extremely sharp, exuding an astonishing vitality. Ye Feng will be lifted high. Under the urging of Yuan Li, I saw the golden rays in the sky, appearing above the void.

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Arranged in a bizarre formation.

"Buzz ......"

The golden needles in the sky made a buzzing sound, and in a moment's effort, they turned into a golden dragon ten zhang away out of thin air.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth. This mimicry technique is the secret technique contained in the Nine Transformations of Xuangong. Originally, because the realm was not reached, it could not be used, but now it has broken through to the middle stage of feathering, and it is the right time to use it at this time. The technique of simulating the spirit can completely destroy the power of the magic weapon and summon the energy in the magic weapon itself. Increases its power by more than 30%.

At the moment, he pointed at the phantom: "Go!"

In the eyes of the golden dragon. Immediately there was a flash of red. Whoosh at the disappearance of the original. It's incredibly fast.

The phantom is seen. There was no sign of fear. I didn't use any other magical powers. Apparently confident in this cyclone.

The golden dragon crashed into it. It was silent. However, seconds later. The whirlwind was smaller and smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The phantom looked surprised. A look of disbelief. I never dreamed of it. This golden needle has such power that it can affect itself.

What a magic weapon this is. How can it have such an anti-heaven effect?

Ye Feng naturally doesn't give time to think. Thoughts are moving. The black silk that floated around immediately became entangled. So close distances. There is no way to hide. The figure flickered. Immediately turned into a cloud of ghostly mist. Trying to break out of the encirclement. It's a pity in vain. He underestimated the Beast Soul Banner's ability to seal the town. Even if it's something that has no body. This treasure can also be firmly imprisoned.

The ghostly mist is struggling. But in the end, it was tied into a huge ball of zongzi.

Ye Feng's face was happy. The spell that had been prepared immediately entered the small sword in front of him. Nine colorful streamers appeared, and powerful energy gushed out from the sword body. What's even more amazing is that. Every sword is on top of it. It's all entangled in flames and arcs. At the same time, shaking the beast soul flag, the pitch-black flames floated towards the phantom, and roared towards the phantom. At the same time, Ye Feng's ancient demon refining corpse also showed no weakness. They all sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands and projected them towards each other.

Thunder flashed. The electric light is staggered. A loud popping sound reached the ears. Entangled in the golden rays of the three small swords. The phantom is not only impossible to hide. I can't even use my magic power to block it a little.

And Ye Feng didn't give up there. The so-called beating of the water dogs. After all, this thing is the doppelganger of the Ghost Emperor. Absolutely careless. God knows if there are any other weird life-saving powers.

Ye Feng's expression was solemn, and Ling Tianjian was sacrificed again. When the wind blows, it rises. It's been a few feet in an instant. stabbed down at the other party.

This barrage of attacks. Ye Feng believed that even if the Ghost Emperor's body came, it would be completely hard to eat. It will definitely hurt a lot.

Sure enough, it didn't disappoint Ye Feng. After a moment's effort, the fireworks dissipated. The phantom had been shattered to pieces. Although there is no soul to fly away. But Chaos Rebirth King's Landing in the Otherworld/23488/ is not far away.

Ye Feng was happy. Pinch your hands. Manipulating Ling Tian's sword to continue slashing horizontally and vertically. The phantom was no longer able to fight back. Soon. It turned into a gloomy ghost. On the other hand, the beast spirit banner was thrown. Spreading in the air, it turned into a three-zhang black flag, and a circle of black light emanated from the small flag.

Doing these well, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Hands waved. Take back the sacrificed treasures one by one. And then without hesitation. Immediately cast the method of burning blood and flew into the distance.

Meanwhile. Dozens of miles away.

Two first-line sky-level old monsters are fighting fiercely. In terms of strength. The Spirit Fox King is naturally more powerful. However, the Xingtian Ghost Emperor was cunning. Don't fight hard with each other. It's just a miracle. Drag the other person down. In his opinion. A cultivator in the feathering stage. Even if there are some special supernatural powers. Incarnation outside the body during the feather period. There is no suspense about winning. However, this is not the case. How could Ye Feng's strength be as simple as it seemed. Although not as perverted as the Hundred Poison Divine Monarch back then. But the strength is strong. But he is also far above the monks of the same rank.

This way. Xing Tian Ghost Emperor was still slowly killing time with the Spirit Fox King. Over there. Ye Feng had already destroyed his clone.

At the moment when the phantom was slashed to pieces. Xing Tian Ghost Emperor already felt something. His brow furrowed. The expression suddenly became difficult to see the extreme, and a powerful anger erupted, this time,. Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice. The destruction of the clone certainly made his heart bleed. But what is even more depressing is this. Isn't the other party going to flee from the palm of his hand? How could such a precious material fall into the hands of a mere human monk.

"Get out of here!"

Xing Tian Ghost Emperor's face was distorted. Five fingers in one flick. Several streams of incomparably pure yin qi shot out. Turned into several magic weapons of swords, guns, swords, and halberds. Hit the other party hard.

The Spirit Fox King saw it. but without fear. The corners of his mouth showed a sneering expression: "What." Suddenly so excited. Could it be that the doppelganger you just released was destroyed by the other party, you really deserve it, and you want the old lady to get out of the way, and the door is used. ”

The five-colored aura flashed on his body. Transformed into a few spirit birds. Without fear, he greeted the treasure released by the Ghost Emperor.

Once, Xingtian Ghost Emperor no longer stayed strong, and wanted to get rid of the other party, but the other party was constantly stimulated by words, and besides, the strength of this Xingtian Ghost Emperor was slightly inferior to that of the Spirit Fox King, if he was entangled by the Spirit Fox King and wanted to leave, he couldn't.

On the other side, Ye Feng didn't dare to stop at all, and in one breath, he escaped three hundred miles away, and finally escaped from the other party's divine sense.

However, the danger did not pass, but Ye Feng collected the beast soul flag, and instead sacrificed the Ling Tian sword, and continuously used the blood-burning method, even the old monster of the first line of heaven could not bear it.

At that moment, he no longer used the burning blood, and used the ordinary imperial weapon technique, while taking out the pill from his bosom and swallowing it, and holding a yuan stone in each hand to replenish his mana.

After escaping for dozens of miles, Ye Feng changed one direction and continued to fly.

After more than 100 miles, it changed direction again......

Ye Feng did this, naturally he had his own purpose, even if the two old monsters finished fighting, they would not be able to show themselves, although the divine sense of the first-line heaven stage was powerful, it could not cover such a long distance.

However, in line with the principle of caution first, Ye Feng escaped for three days and three nights in one go, pinching his fingers and calculating, there should be a distance of tens of thousands of miles, and this time it should be safe.

Although Ye Feng's mana was pure, it was a big battle first, and then he escaped so far non-stop, so he was naturally tired and half dead.

At the moment, he randomly found a wasteland, opened up a temporary cave mansion in a secret place, and then laid down the forbidden formation, after doing this qiē, Ye Feng's mana was almost exhausted, and he came to the cave mansion to meditate and rest.

First, he did a weekly cycle to replenish his mana, and then he slept for seven days, and then Ye Feng recovered.

Inside the cave at the moment. Ye Feng sat cross-legged. Tap on the storage bag. The number of poles of the French flag appears. And in his other hand. Holding a circular ground array.

This item was also obtained in the hands of the monk in Tsing Yi. Since the Extreme Yin Evil Spirit Array was destroyed. Ye Feng had always wanted to acquire a set of Xindi Array Prohibitions. It's a pity that this thing has no price. Even if there are more earth yuan stones. It is also difficult to buy in the market. Rare Cheng dù. It's also better than those top tier materials.

Although Ye Feng has "Nameless Experience", he has too many things, not to mention that if he wants to be accomplished in the formation, he can only brag without decades of specialized research, so it is unrealistic to let Ye Feng refine a set by himself.

However, this time, it was really effortless to step through the iron shoes and find nowhere to go, not only obtained the Nine Ghost Fire, but also obtained these two treasures from the hands of those monks.

Needless to say, that little sword, when dealing with the Ghost Emperor clone just now, I had already seen that its power was extraordinary, and this formation was by no means an ordinary mortal.

Although Ye Feng can't refine this kind of thing now, his vision is far better than that of a monk of the same level, this set of blue light thunder fire array should be slightly better than that set of extreme yin evil spirit array in terms of power, and the monk in Tsing Yi doesn't know how to get it, maybe it was handed down by his ancestors, maybe his luck is really too good, but these are not important, this array is already owned by himself.

Like the magic weapon, although the formation does not need to recognize the master, it also needs to be slightly refined, so that when using the layout, it will be more handy.

It didn't take too much time, Ye Feng began to practice, and immediately took out one of the array flags, and with a little in his right hand, the town flag rose in front of him, making a trembling sound from time to time, but with a mouth, a thumb-thick three-flavor true fire spewed out, wrapping it.

Then use the same method to sacrifice the remaining array flags one by one.

After doing this qiē, Ye Feng picked up the array plate, and there were several fingertip-sized cyan dots of light on it, flickering bright and dark.

Ye Feng's mind was all focused on it, and he played a few tricks from time to time......

This process lasted for a full seven days, and after the tempering of the Danhuo, although this array did not reach the point of connecting with Ye Feng's heart, it was also able to operate as expected.

After all, it's something you just got, and you can slowly fit it in the future, so you can naturally get it handy.

Next, Ye Feng planned to find a secret market first. Or a makeshift fair held by the High Monks. Let's see if we can refine a few powerful magic weapons.

At that moment, he turned into a streamer and died towards Qingyue Gate, although his cultivation was good, but at this time, he was mostly attacked by ghostly things, although their cultivation was not worth mentioning, but after all, it was the head snake here, and it was an easy thing to find Fang City. Coincidentally, Ye Feng escaped thousands of miles away in order to escape the pursuit of the Ghost Emperor, but it didn't seem to be far from the secret stronghold of Qingyue Gate.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng suddenly raised his eyebrows and stopped retreating.

Not far ahead, there were strong Yin Qi fluctuations, as well as Yuan Force vibrations, and it seemed that a large group of monks and Yin Spirits were fighting. ”

"Yes, and it's in the direction of the Qingyuemen stronghold, is their hiding place exposed?"

Ye Feng touched his chin, and his face showed a little hesitation, this was a little different from the scenario he had imagined, if Qingyuemen was really besieged by a group of powerful Yin ghosts, Ye Feng didn't want to throw himself into the net.

However, in addition to Qingyuemen, Ye Feng was in the occupied area, and he didn't know other monks, and there was no one to guide him, how to go to this secret market, but he didn't have a clue, and for a while, Ye Feng was in a dilemma.

However, Ye Feng didn't hesitate for too long, as soon as he put away Ling Tian's sword, the vitality in his body also became restrained, turning into a gray, unnoticeable light, and flew forward.

Now that he has reached the ground, of course he is not willing to leave like this, sneak over quietly first, and then see the situation, the strength of Qingyuemen is not worth mentioning, it can only be regarded as a fourth- or fifth-rate small sect in the cultivation world, I believe that the one who deals with them will not be a powerful yin ghost, if it is within his ability, he will help them get rid of it, these people are grateful, and they will definitely do their best when they help.

Of course, this is just Ye Feng's speculation, if this sect is unlucky and provokes some powerful monster, Ye Feng will naturally pat his ass and leave, if it is an ordinary ghost thing, kill it.

Although in order to hide his figure, the speed of the flight was reduced a lot, but it was only a hundred miles, and naturally it didn't take long, Ye Feng transported the mana to his eyes, and the scene in front of him suddenly came into view. The qi was rolling, and the sword light was soaring into the sky, but Ye Feng slightly identified the enemy's heart, there were more than twenty Yin ghosts, a small half of them were Nirvana stage cultivators, and the rest were the lowest level of spirit stage demons.

There is no ghost king to lead the team.

However, the shape of the Qingyue Gate is already in jeopardy.

Including the sect master, there are only three Nirvana stage cultivators in this sect, but fortunately, the number of other low-level disciples is several times that of the Yin Spirits.

However, the gap in the realm still can't be made up, but fortunately, the disciples of this sect are good at dividing into the technique of joint attack, a group of several people, relying on tacit cooperation, to temporarily resist the opponent's attack, but if it goes on like this, I am afraid it will not last long.

Seeing the shape clearly, Ye Feng suddenly stopped hesitating, and there were more than twenty low-level ghosts, and he still didn't put it in his eyes.

The figure flashed, and it had appeared from the hidden location, and suddenly, a powerful momentum spread.

Both sides were startled, and they both immediately discovered this outsider, but their expressions were completely different, the Qingyue Sect disciples cheered, and they all showed a look of great joy, while the faces of the Yin Spirits became a little ugly.

The master of the Qingyue Sect is the most powerful among the monks, but in the face of the siege of the three-headed Nirvana stage ghosts, he is also dwarfed by the slaughter, and he is sweating profusely, and what makes his heart beat even more is that he hears the screams of the disciples of this sect from time to time, is the Qingyue Sect really going to be destroyed here?

was full of hesitation, and suddenly saw Ye Feng, and suddenly seemed to grasp a life-saving straw, and his spirit was greatly lifted: "Senior Ye, please help, the juniors will definitely give a heavy reward." ”

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, could it be that he would still covet the things of this small sect, but he originally planned to help, so he was naturally no longer hypocritical.

A flick of the sleeve robe. A sword light flew out. The next moment. About 20 feet away from him, the ghost was already in a different place. Reduced to nothingness.

There was a commotion among the Shaders. Although the ghost that was destroyed by Ye Feng was only a cultivation in the spirit period. But Ye Feng is so lightweight. It still shook the Shadows.

Screaming. Closer to the Nirvana period, the ghosts abandoned their original opponents. It's all like he's coming at him.

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth. As soon as the divine thought moved, the beast soul banner appeared in his hand, and with a gentle shake, hundreds of black silk threads burst out from his hand.

The black silk passed by, and it attacked the bodies of dozens of yin spirits around it, and after a flash of black light. The ghost was reduced to ashes in an instant. Countless black threads also became a little thicker. And the ghost creatures of the three-headed nirvana stage also turned into flying ashes under Ye Feng's blow.

Even with the bravery of the Yin Spirits, they couldn't help but show a look of fear, while the disciples of the Qingyue Sect were dumbfounded, and their admiration for Ye Feng had reached an indescribable level.

"Do it!"

The Qingyue Sect Master reacted the fastest, and with a flash of coldness, he had already manipulated his vitality to split a certain daze ghost in front of him in half.

The other disciples also reacted and shouted fiercely.

The shape shì reversed, and due to the addition of Ye Feng, the battle began to appear one-sided.

In just a few minutes, the ghosts and ghosts were swept away, and the faces of the Qingyue Sect disciples all showed the joy of the rest of their lives.

"Thank you seniors for your help. An old man flew over, it was the master of the Qingyue Gate, I saw him salute respectfully, and his face showed a grateful look. "That's it. Ye Feng waved his hand, for him, it was just a gesture, even if he didn't use their place, he wouldn't die without help. Although the cultivation world was full of insidious repetitions, Ye Feng was not a cold-blooded and ruthless animal after all.