readx;? At this time, Ye Feng had already controlled the battle armor to be extremely flexible, and completely let the battle armor act according to his will. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

If in the previous battles, it was the Warframe that led him to fight, then this time is the first time that he has truly controlled the Warframe to fight completely by his own will.

His fist moved, and the iron fist of the battle armor also moved, and his legs whipped out fiercely, and the iron legs of the battle armor would follow the same movements, with a 100% synchronization rate.

Seeing that Ye Feng began to fight, the two battle armors that rushed out stopped strangely, and did not go up to help, but watched from the wall.

Ye Feng didn't care about this, but welcomed it.

The old man in yellow looked at it in his eyes, his expression was very strange, and he felt that today's events always revealed an indescribable weirdness.

Bang bang bang!

Ye Feng's movements were extremely fierce, and the whole person was like a tiger, sending out the most fierce attack.

The shell of the armor is indestructible, so he naturally doesn't need to defend, he only needs to attack with all his strength, attacking in a stormy manner, and the rest is not a problem.

The old man in yellow acted very elegantly, and his anger and death hovered on his palms, lightly defusing Ye Feng's attack, and he couldn't splash the water.

Ye Feng's blood was boiling, and he was stimulated by the opponent's strong strength to scream, Zhenyuan rolled, his movements became faster, more fierce and fiercer, and the whole person was like a hurricane, roaring everywhere in the hall.

This feeling of completely controlling the battle armor and exerting it with all his might made Ye Feng release endless passion, and his strength seemed to have doubled, and the pitch-black fist rumbled out, like a black meteor, unstoppable.

The old man in yellow did not show weakness, and the two qi of life and death turned into a whirlpool, swallowing the black meteor in one bite, cleanly.

The two of them punched, one after another, flashing in the hall, all as fast as lightning, dazzling.

Ye Feng's adrenaline was soaring, his eyes were red, and he felt that he had touched a strange realm, as if he could enter a completely new world with a slight push.

This feeling not only came from himself, but even from the armor of the battle armor transmitted a subtle sense of joy.

Rage, surge, roar!

Ye Feng became even more crazy, his movements became more and more violent, like a storm, whistling and striking, he exerted the strength of his whole body to the fullest, and even a powerhouse of the fourth order of the life and death realm did not necessarily have the confidence to defeat him at this time.

But the old man in yellow was always unhurried, graceful and calm, and with a gentle and incomparably gentle momentum, he slowly and thoroughly digested Ye Feng's violent attack.

The strength of the old man in yellow is not only the fourth order of the life and death realm, but the fifth order of the life and death realm.

Bang!

Ye Feng squeezed the last trace of true yuan in his body, and blasted out a powerful attack, the steel fist of the battle armor brought up a sharp and sharp momentum, and a deafening sound exploded in the air.

The old man in yellow smiled lightly, and made a slow move, quickly blocking Ye Feng's attack.

Bang bang!

Ye Feng flew out, paralyzed on the ground weakly, it was another battle of exhaustion and exhaustion, he was completely unable to move.

The two battle armors that had not moved all this time finally made a move, and instantly dragged the old man in yellow into the battle, leaving him with no time to take care of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was paralyzed to the side, recovering his strength, and watching the battle with great interest.

The battle-armored soldiers on the second floor are really different, their strength is several times stronger than that on the first floor, and the strength they exert is at the peak of the fourth order of the life and death realm, and in the face of the combined attack of the two battle armors, the old man in yellow suddenly fell into the quagmire, and the battle was very difficult.

The result of this battle ended with the old man in yellow having a slight advantage and victory.

The old man in yellow began to move towards the third weight, and before leaving, he glanced at Ye Feng deeply and remembered this figure firmly.

In any case, this inexplicably extra third battle armor made the old man in yellow feel very strange and curious.

After a long time, Ye Feng finally regained his strength and became vigorous again.

He did not continue to stay in the main hall, but set off towards the third level of the Frost Golden Pagoda.

Inside the passage, there is also a long corridor, and there are empty rooms on both sides.

Ye Feng checked those rooms one by one, he was as diligent as a little bee, for fear that he would miss any room.

But probably because luck ran out, this time, Ye Feng walked all over the second floor, only to find that all the rooms were empty, and he couldn't find anything valuable at all.

He was extremely regretful and unhappy, and prepared to go to the third floor.

But as soon as he took two steps, Ye Feng involuntarily stopped, and a wonderful aura came from the air, making his body become ready to move.

Not only him, but even the armor itself transmitted a strong and incomparably longing emotion, which was stimulated by that breath to the point of madness and faint tremors.

"What's that? Where did this come from?"

With such a question, Ye Feng once again turned around the second floor, but still found nothing, and found nothing.

The breath in the air was so ethereal that it was impossible to capture its location.

Ye Feng was also ruthless, determined to spend it with this thing.

He searched carefully again, room by room, with great seriousness, and refused to let go of any clues.

Finally, Ye Feng stopped in front of the wall of a room.

The room was empty, there was nothing, only a huge painting painted on one wall, on which was a general in golden armor, standing on top of thousands of corpses, holding a long sword in his hand, looking into the distance faintly, with a little aftertaste after the smoke of gunpowder, gentle, with a tiger in his heart, sniffing roses.

Ye Feng thought that this painting was just for decoration, but after searching all the places, he couldn't find anything unusual, so he remembered this painting and realized some strange places.

As he stood in front of the wall and looked at the painting quietly, the awkward feeling grew stronger and stronger.

"That's it!"

Ye Feng was finally convinced that he had found the right place.

On the wall, the general was still quietly looking into the distance, like a sculpture, motionless.

Ye Feng stared at the pattern on it, and gradually, the originally static general actually moved. As if hallucinating, the general slowly turned around, looked down at Ye Feng under the wall, and raised his blood-stained sword gently.

"Is this a hallucination? It's weird, it's weird!"

With a suspicious thought, Ye Feng looked up at the general on the picture, under the golden mask, those eyes stared at him fixedly, with a faint glint of appreciation.

The bloody sword seemed to poke out from the wall and slammed straight at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng wanted to dodge, but with the blessing of his heart, he stopped his body again and quietly waited for this strange scene to happen.

Bite!

The blood sword lightly patted on the shoulder of the battle armor, making a crisp light sound, and it seemed that through this action, the great general had sent a strange message.

Airplanes!

Ye Feng blinked, and when he looked at it again, the wall picture had returned to normal, and the general looked quietly into the distance again, motionless, and the previous situation was like a dream.

But it's definitely not a dream.

I don't know when there was a mysterious aura in the room, and that aura shrouded Ye Feng's battle armor, quietly penetrating into the battle armor.

Ye Feng only felt like he was soaking in a hot spring, and he couldn't lift his spirits at all.

The armor is hot, the temperature is constantly rising, and it seems that the penetration of the mysterious aura makes it extraordinarily different, transforming from the inside, reborn bit by bit, and it is extremely mysterious.

"This is the gift of the Frost Gold Tower, the essence of the armor is improving, and the power is increasing!"

For some reason, such information appeared in Ye Feng's heart.

In the Frost Gold Tower, each armor has its corresponding rank, and the higher the rank, the stronger the strength it can exert. For example, the strength that the first layer of the battle armor can exert is the third order of the life and death realm, the second layer is the fourth order of the life and death realm, the third layer is the fifth order of the life and death realm, and so on, the rank of the armor soldiers of each layer is different.

Ye Feng's battle armor is from the first layer, which belongs to the lowest level of battle armor, but as long as it obtains the favor of the Frost Gold Tower, it can improve its rank and evolve to a higher realm.

And the general's praise of the sword is a symbol of this favor.

In other words, as the saying goes, Ye Feng was lucky, and pie fell from the sky.

Rumble!

The Warframe finally stopped changing and was completely stable.

With curiosity, Ye Feng suddenly punched out, and the whistling fist wind stirred in the room, and the whole room seemed to be trembling, full of rage.

The interior of the Frost Gold Pagoda is extremely stable and cannot be destroyed by ordinary people, but this punch is blasted out, and that kind of fierce momentum has the faint quality of destroying everything and destroying everything, which is terrifying.

"This is the fifth order of the Life and Death Realm!"

Ye Feng was ecstatic and very satisfied with this result.

The improvement of strength, no matter what, is a good thing.

The only thing that bothered him was that as the Warframe improved, the synchronization rate between him and the Warframe decreased, and the control became less handy.

However, Ye Feng didn't worry too much, as long as he found a good opponent and fought a few fights quickly, the synchronization rate would naturally increase, and there was no need to worry at all.

He stepped onto the third floor.

casually found a place to challenge the main hall, Ye Feng pushed the door and walked in, waiting quietly in the middle of the main hall.

He had to face the powerhouse of the life and death realm on the third floor, and digest the strength obtained from this breakthrough.

As for the idea of visiting the Frost Gold Pagoda, Ye Feng had already suppressed it, first stabilizing his strength, and then thinking about other things. Anyway, the Frost Gold Pagoda is here, and it won't run away, you can visit it at any time, and you are not in a hurry at this time.

The masters who can reach the third level of the Frost Gold Pagoda, the weakest strength is the fifth order of the life and death realm, which is on par with the current strength that Ye Feng can exert, and fighting with such a strong person can allow Ye Feng to gain more experience, which is the most suitable.

Ye Feng waited quietly, keeping his state of mind in a quiet and peaceful state.

I hope someone comes, don't let him down.