Inside the Morman, in a secret chamber on one of the floors.

Ye Fan had a complete rune material in front of him, and the Saint King-level Heavenly Horse Rune Pen was quietly resting on the table, the pen barrel was crystal clear and warm, like white snow condensed, and there were wisps of clear light walking on it.

On the tip of the pen, the bristles cut and refined by the mane of the Tianma clan are smooth and soft, snow-white and bright, each one is like a steel needle, as if it can penetrate the dark iron, which is very amazing.

Next to it, there is a piece of snow paper like congealed jade, smooth and flat, without a trace of wrinkles, the essence of snow white, but there is a blue light flowing, revealing a rich vitality and fragrance.

The fragrance is refreshing, making people feel comfortable and refreshed when they smell it, and it is extremely transparent, and the spirit is clear and powerful, and the effect is particularly amazing.

This is the Qingtan rune paper, the Saint King-level rune paper, the price is scary to death.

On the other side, there is a palm-sized inkstone, the inkstone is very ordinary, the ink blood in it is coagulated into a block, the purple and red interlaced ink blood is crystal clear, like a piece of superb jade, and the holy breath is amazing.

The martial arts show was opened, Ye Fan's whole spirit, temperament, momentum, etc., were all different, and in an instant, it seemed that he had changed people, a mysterious and mysterious, transcendent temperament, which made Ye Fan unfathomable.

Exhaling lightly, Ye Fan slowly picked up the Saint King-level Pegasus Rune Pen, gently rubbed the rune pen with the index finger and thumb of his left hand, and then slid all the way down, sliding through the warm pen body, sliding over the lines on the pen, and finally sliding over the steel needle-like tip of the pen.

Suddenly, the tip of the right finger holding the pen flashed with a golden light, and then it could be clearly seen, and the originally steel needle-like Pegasus mane instantly seemed to turn into a soft finger, becoming soft, and the soft and holy light like the moon on it became more and more brilliant.

Ye Fan put the pen on the ink blood and gently rotated and swiped, the lumpy ink blood softened like the first snow in the hot sun under the holy power infusion of the pen tip, and the rich ink blood stained the tip of the rune pen, making it quickly become blood-red and strange, shining with a trace of purple.

This is one of the special effects of the inkstone, the ink blood will condense when not in use, there will be no loss, when you need to use the rune pen to scratch on it, the more holy power is infused, the more the ink blood will be dissolved, extremely saving ink blood, and it is loved by countless creatures in the starry sky who are good at the way of runes.

After a long time, Ye Fan raised the rune pen unhurriedly and gently landed on the rune paper.

At the same time, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and his subordinates moved quickly, as precise as a precision instrument, when to lift the pen to reduce the force, when to sink the pen to increase the force, Ye Fan grasped it with incomparable precision.

In the blink of an eye, the lines of ink and blood dyed with different thicknesses were extremely beautiful, and the lines like works of art quickly appeared on the rune paper, and the holy aura became more and more intense, and the surrounding void rumbled and vibrate, and there were pieces of divine light sprinkled with thousands of colors, dancing in the air.

At the same time, in Ye Fan's pen, on the lines of the road, not far behind the end of the pen, a translucent, white light lingering, incomparably divine horse Pegasus moved the horse's hooves, galloping happily on the ink and blood lines.

This situation and this scene, the end is miraculous to the extreme, between the writing, the heavenly horses galloping, the Xia Rui thousands, as if the supreme mystical rules are presented in the pen, imprinted in the depths of time and space, above the rules of eternity.

At a low level, the way of runes was just a simple and important martial arts skill, but at Ye Fan's level, this was not just an important martial arts skill, but a work of art, and the writing process of each page of the Saint-level battle skill rune was a pleasure for many living beings.

It took a long time, a few hours, before Ye Fan imprinted the entire set of combat skill runes on the rune paper, a huge piece of rune paper, like an open scroll, but at this time, it was covered with dense symbols and patterns.

After writing, Ye Fan let out a long breath, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and a trace of exhaustion appeared in his eyes.

The Holy Rank, and it is also a Saint King-level rune, it takes a lot of spirit to write, that is, Ye Fan's own Yuan Shen is terrifying, and the realm is the peak of the Saint King, and finally there is the blessing of the Martial God, which can complete the writing of the Saint King-level battle skill rune.

The three items add up, Ye Fan can complete it quite easily and smoothly, if even one of them is missing, it is not so easy for Ye Fan to complete it.

The first time he wrote a Saint King-level rune, he succeeded, or even nearly succeeded, and there were few in the history of the starry sky, unless it was the kind of existence whose talent shook the past and the present.

"Nine Steps ...... God Butcher"

Ye Fan's eyes shone brightly, and his eyes looked at the first Saint-level battle skill rune he had written, which was also a Saint King-level battle skill rune, and his heart was indescribably excited.

Moreover, the combat skills on this are not other combat skills, but the invincible combat skills inherited by the Yin Emperor Ancestral God, the real divine skills, how powerful should they be? Ye Fan didn't dare to think about it!

Without hesitation, Ye Fan forced out a drop of essence blood and landed on the rune paper, and in an instant, the blood was sucked into the rune paper.

The next moment, the light flame on the rune paper rose, burning the rune paper to ashes, and the battle skill rune turned into a brilliant ball of light and flew into Ye Fan's mind.

Rumble!

Ye Fan's body shook violently, his eyes were dazed and sluggish, and in the soul crystal, the Thunder Chi Yuan Shen shook violently, extremely violent, and the endless thunder inside was surging, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Nine steps to slaughter the gods, connecting the heavens and the earth, the rules are mysterious, with the power of the eight-phase holy domain, one step at a time, one phase at a time. ”

In Ye Fan's mind, on the rune light cluster, a figure with divine light was carrying divine wings, stepping into the starry sky, and the figure was blurred, as if he was not in the world.

Bang bang bang......

Nine steps in a row, turning the galaxy into a road, the stars into stone slabs, step by step, day by step, step by step time and space, just the power that triggered the eruption of heaven and earth shattered countless stars, and the horror was boundless.

When this figure carrying the divine wings ascended to the sky step by step, this power skyrocketed to an incredible level, and with one step, the galaxy collapsed and the galaxy collapsed.

The power of God is incomparable, and the power of God is endless!

Step out in one step, shatter the heavens and the earth, break the mystical rules, step on the holy body of the gods, and kill yourself!

Whoosh –

Ye Fanfu reached his heart, his body moved uncontrollably, turning into a remnant of light, step by step, nine steps after nine steps, each step was very similar, but in fact, it was very different, and it was extremely mysterious.

Boom!

In the end, Ye Fan took eight steps in succession, and the last step slammed on the ground.

This step seems to be very heavy, but in fact, it has not even touched the ground, and Ye Fan has no strength around him, but the metal ground under his feet suddenly made a loud noise, and he was actually stepped out of an inch-deep footprint.

This attempt really surprised Ye Fan.

All parts of this secret room are hard and terrifying, once the formation is activated, etc., it will be even harder, and this step, he did not use any force, his body did not touch the ground, and he stepped on the metal ground in the air, which was not ordinary terrifying.

It is conceivable that once all the strength of the body explodes and the combat power is fully opened, the galaxy will be trampled under the feet of this foot, which is really terrifying and incredible.

"Okay, good, it's worthy of the divine skill of Emperor Yin's ancestral god, with such power, I have no fear of the inheritance of the upper ten powerful realms!"

Ye Fan was very happy and excited, he had been holyced for so many years, and finally had his own combat skills.

Of course, in the eyes of the outside world, Ye Fan has only been sanctified for a few years, but for Ye Fan, the experience of that time in the mysterious place is very real and cannot be forgotten, counting the time he has been there, he has been sanctified for more than 10,000 years.

After the completion of the "Nine Steps of God Slaughter", Ye Fan looked forward to the other combat skills of Emperor Yin's ancestor god more and more, and there were many other combat skills, some of which were not much weaker than the inheritance of Emperor Yin's ancestral god.

Before the Holy Rank, Ye Fan hadn't cultivated many combat skills, but after the Holy Rank, he had more time, and his experience, knowledge, and experience were enough, and the combat skills below the Holy Rank could be fully understood no matter how much he learned.

Above the holy level, Ye Fan is also looking forward to it, there is a death, how can the combat skills he wants to learn be weak, so he is looking forward to it more and more.

"Death, extremely shorten the time, how many resources do you need to write a three-level combat skill of the Holy Rank?"

Ye Fan asked expectantly.

"Are you sure?"

There was something strange in his tone.

Ye Fan didn't notice the tone of the mourning, and nodded heavily.

Yan was silent for a moment before he said, "Each combat skill requires different amounts of energy due to its different powers, potentials, and complexities, but it is generally the same. ”

"Saint-level combat skills, the resources required are equivalent to about one million to ten million, the Saint King-level combat skills are equivalent to about ten million to billions, and the Saint Emperor-level combat skills are about one hundred million to billions...... Are you sure you want to keep the time as short as possible?"

He added at the end, still in that weird tone.

Obviously, it knew too well about Ye Fan's family background, how could so much money be thrown in.

When Ye Fan heard this, he was dumbfounded, his face was sluggish, and he was stupid.

"A super strong Saint Venerable Servant is only a million heads up to the sky, and a Saint Venerable-level combat skill needs several million?"

If it weren't for knowing the roots, Ye Fan would have doubted whether Yan was teasing himself and cheating himself.

The Saint Venerable level is so excessive, not to mention the Saint King level and the Saint Emperor level, it is tens of millions of resources at every turn, and even more resources, it is too terrifying, with this resource, you can buy treasures to make up for the death.

"So, let's help me recover from my injuries first, and my recovery ability is reliable, you don't want to be so ****. ”

He was also speechless.

It's not that it really needs so many resources to open it, in fact, most of the resources will be used to suppress the injury and stabilize its ability to operate, otherwise the martial god will suddenly lose his light halfway through his martial arts, isn't that a joke.

Ye Fan also looked messy, and sighed lightly: "Then what if it doesn't shorten the time to the extreme? ”

As a last resort, Ye Fan lowered his requirements, otherwise he would be too distressed, it was all money.

"In fact, with this money, you might as well keep and purchase resources, the realm is the fundamental. ”

"I know the time is in a hurry, but if you rush again, you can catch up as much as you can, and the one who should come will always come, and you did your best, and that's enough. ”

Sigh.

"The realm is not wrong at all, but those geniuses of the starry sky are not weak, I think how difficult it is to surpass them in terms of cultivation speed, I can only try my best to increase the combat power of each realm. ”

Ye Fan said a little silently.

"You are already very fast, if you really want to hurry up and cultivate your combat skills, I can also help you reduce the time by half, as for the resources, the Saint Venerable level is one million, the Saint King level is ten million, and the Saint Emperor level is one hundred million. ”

Yan said.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched a few times, this is really in response to that sentence, time is money, this is buying time with money, but why does it feel so painful.

He still has more than 40 million citrine in his hand, but he doesn't want to move, he always has to leave some emergencies, he can't spend all the money left by a big son, and he will be blind if he has no money at all.

"It looks like you have to make money, it's too poor. ”

Ye Fan sighed, and then his heart moved, and the Yuan Shen broke out of his body and escaped into nothingness, and he suddenly entered the Xuan God Realm.

The journey to the stars is long, what's the good of just cultivating penance, it's better to enter the Xuanshen Realm to fight.

That's right, Ye Fan is going to conquer the Awakened Strong List.

Unlike the Holy Rank to open the Martial God Martial Arts, it is no problem to do it once a day below the Holy Rank, Ye Fan does not have too many combat skills in the various realms below the Holy Rank, and the foundation is solid enough, so if he does not conquer at this time, it will be when.

"I'm going to conquer the Awakened Strong List. ”

Ye Fan said loudly.

"There are two modes on the Awakening Strong List, one is the Awakening Conquest mode, and the other is the random battle mode, which one to choose?"

The cold voice appeared, making Ye Fan extremely envious of the voice in the private space of Emperor Yin's ancestral god.

"Random battles. ”

Ye Fan chose the latter without hesitation.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan only felt that a light appeared in front of him, blurring his vision, and his body also had a slight sense of distortion and tearing, and in a moment, the light faded, and Ye Fan found that he had come to a very vast mountain canyon.

(End of chapter)