Boom! On the yellow sand, a sand ant scurried up from the ground.

Ye Feng's body was running with fighting energy, his feet kicked violently on the yellow sand, his body quickly ejected, his right hand stretched out, clenched his palm into a fist, and the faint fighting energy quickly gathered on his right hand, and the entire surface of his right fist was suddenly covered with a faint golden light.

"Broken Gold Fist!"

With a loud shout, Ye Feng's figure had already quickly flashed in front of the sand ant, and his right fist blasted out fiercely.

The faint golden light condensed into a fist shape, shining with a unique golden light in the yellow sand, and hit the sand ant hard.

Before he could react, the sand ant was hit by the Broken Gold Fist, and under the bombardment of the powerful golden light, its entire body was blasted out, bursting into several pieces in the air and scattered around.

"Hey, hey!"

The figure stepped heavily on the ground, raising the yellow sand in the sky, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The power of the Shattered Gold Fist is indeed not bad, and it is worthy of being a high-level metallic martial art. Looking at the sand ant that was divided, Ye Feng smacked his lips, according to his previous power of the Broken Void Fist, he definitely couldn't reach this point, the power of the Broken Gold Fist was obvious, and it was much stronger than the Broken Void Fist.

Under the yellow sand around them, a large number of sand ants quickly rushed out, fearlessly rushing towards Ye Feng.

The fighting qi in his body was running, Ye Feng's right fist hit his left palm, his eyes flashed, a small air vortex appeared under his feet, his body flashed in place, and suddenly appeared next to a sand ant, and the golden light on his raised right fist flashed, and the sand ant was blown out and split in the air.

Slightly sideways, dodging the attack beside him, the red light in the palm of his left hand lit up, and the backhand slapped on a sand ant next to him, the sand ant screamed, and the back was already roasted transparently, and the faint aroma of meat diffused.

"That's a lot!"

Ye Feng muttered slightly, in this huge desert, although many sand ants die under Ye Feng's hands every day, the number has not decreased at all, and each sand ant has no crystal nucleus, which makes Ye Feng, who wants to take this opportunity to make a fortune, depressed for a lot of time, thankless.

However, it is not without gains, in the process of practicing the Broken Gold Fist, there will be no shortage of demonic beasts that can be tested, and every time the fighting spirit is entered into the spell, it will come here, and when Ye Feng comes, the tornado will start to start, and after an hour, it will inevitably break the protective aperture, making Ye Feng face endless sand ants, which makes Ye Feng have enough magical beasts to practice, and the Broken Gold Fist was quickly successfully practiced by Ye Feng.

Boom! Punched a sand ant away again, Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he shook his head: "It's almost time to go back." ”

As soon as his divine sense moved, the pale yellow spell suddenly appeared in his hand, and the fighting qi entered it, a faint yellow light lit up, and Ye Feng's figure quickly disappeared in place.

The sand ants surging around them pounced in the air at the same time, crashing into each other, squeaking in pain, and when they separated and looked for Ye Feng's figure, there was no trace of Ye Feng on the empty desert, and they searched for it in confusion, and the sand ants scattered and burrowed into the ground, and the desert was calm again.

In the Will Condensation Tower, on the stairs that meandered and circled like a long snake, on one of the steps, a faint yellow light flashed, and Ye Feng's figure appeared on the stairs.

"The road is still very long!" Ye Feng raised his head, muttered softly, and raised his right foot firmly, and a faint light suddenly appeared on the stairs, wrapping Ye Feng's right foot in it, constantly pulling to stop Ye Feng's advance.

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ye Feng's strength suddenly exploded, and the raised right foot instantly broke free of the restraints, and calmly stepped on the next step.

His left foot was raised, and he was pulled out of the light and stepped heavily on the stairs.

Boom! A more powerful will instantly appeared, rushing into Ye Feng's mind.

"Break!" Ye Feng gently spat out a syllable in his mouth, and his powerful will exerted force, driving out the will that had invaded his mind.

Standing calmly, Ye Feng stretched his muscles and bones, his whole body was comfortable, and he smiled: "Every day there are new changes, the body is adapting to the invasion of this restraint and will, it seems that it is not difficult to step on this 10,000-step ladder!"

As the Xuan-level advanced martial art Broken Gold Fist was refined by Ye Feng, a week had passed, and every day Ye Feng would spare some time to cultivate the Broken Gold Fist, and the rest of the time would be used to cultivate with all his strength to restore his fighting spirit, and when his will was affected and he was in a state of exhaustion, he would stop to restore his essence and replenish his consumed will.

"The thousandth step!"

Ye Feng shouted violently, a huge force exploded, and the faint light on the stairs could not restrain Ye Feng's footsteps at all, and he took another step forward and landed on the thousandth step of the stairs.

"It's really getting harder and harder!" Ye Feng looked up at the still endless staircase, clenched his fists, and a confident smile appeared on his face: "However, I'm also improving!"

In the Will Condensation Tower, the endless cultivation is still continuing, in order to improve his strength, Ye Feng endured the boredom on the cultivation path, and silently went back and forth between the Will Condensation Tower and the majestic desert alone, and when the fighting spirit was consumed, he cultivated cross-legged on the ladder, and when the strength was exhausted, he still cultivated, and when the will was almost consumed, he practiced in the desert, exercised his reaction ability, and started a fierce battle with countless sand ants, which was the cultivation of battle.

Endless cultivation, Ye Feng is just a fourteen-year-old boy, after spending a few months of this cultivation, Ye Feng will grow into a fifteen-year-old boy.

Above the Will Condensation Tower, Lu Zhenqun looked at the Will Condensation Tower intently, and his eyes seemed to pass through the iron tower and fell to the young man who was struggling to go up.

Faint ripples rippled in the void, and another figure suddenly appeared in the air, it was Yu Longxiang.

Lu Zhenqun smiled and said, "You're here!"

Yu Longxiang had a faint smile on his face: "It has become an inevitable thing for Lu Bo to come once a day. ”

Lu Zhenqun stroked his white beard, with a gratifying smile on his face: "Such a diligent Ye Feng let me see the shadow of you back then, although you were both the first day of the Wuyi Empire, but you worked unexpectedly. ”

Yu Longxiang's eyes shot at the iron tower, and said with a faint smile: "Ye Feng's achievements will inevitably surpass me, under such cultivation, Ye Feng's heart has grown a lot, he is constantly transforming, and he can go further on the road of cultivation." ”

Lu Zhenqun smiled: "I hope so!"

Yu Longxiang also had a smile on his face, a faint remembrance in his eyes, and sighed softly and said, "It's the eighth thousandth step!"

"There is already a trace of the momentum of the Martial King, although it is only a trace, but for a middle-level martial artist, it still seems too difficult. Lu Zhenqun looked at the tower intently, on the 8,000th step staircase, a black-clothed young man collapsed on the stairs, although he was covered in sweat, but the young man had an excited smile on his face.

"Cultivation is actually an attitude!" Lu Zhenqun sighed slightly, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and took a step towards his figure, leaving only an afterimage, which slowly disappeared in the air.

"That's true!" Yu Longxiang smiled faintly, his eyes swept over the iron tower, and he whispered to himself: "Ye Feng, I am looking forward to your growth. ”

Before the words fell, Yu Longxiang took a step, his figure flashed in the air, and slowly disappeared.

Inside the tower of will condensation.

Although he was already extremely tired, Ye Feng's spirit was extremely sufficient, his eyes were shining, and his eyes were burning as he looked at the stairs above.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's 8,000 steps!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, the boring years of cultivation did not wear out Ye Feng's passion, after the successful cultivation of the Broken Gold Fist, Ye Feng began to hit the 10,000-step ladder with all his strength, firmly stepping step after step, step by step towards the peak.

"Haha!"

Ye Feng laughed heartily, the strength of his whole body suddenly exploded, he screamed, his right foot was raised, he broke free from the shackles of light, and fell to the eight thousand and one step of the ladder, and the strength of his left foot suddenly exploded, and he followed.

As soon as his left foot stepped on, an extremely powerful will suddenly appeared, and it rushed into Ye Feng's mind in an instant, and a huge and incomparable will hovered in Ye Feng's mind: "Get down! Get down!"

The incomparable will seemed to be irresistible, full of king-like momentum, and the coercion was incomparable, and it slammed into Ye Feng's mind.

Enduring the sharp pain in his mind, Ye Feng stretched out his hand to cover his head, quickly organized a defense in his mind, and built a line of defense in his mind, constantly resisting the impact of this huge will.

Ye Feng's mind seemed to be turned upside down, and his huge will was like a tidal wave, and Lang after Lang fiercely impacted Ye Feng's will.

His teeth were about to be crushed, Ye Feng's eyes were red, and he desperately resisted the impact of this will.

It took about five minutes before this huge will withdrew from Ye Feng's mind and slowly dispersed.

Just as this powerful will had just dissipated, Ye Feng's whole body suddenly softened, as if he had fished it up in a well.

After a long time, Ye Feng exhaled deeply: "It's time to continue cultivating!"

When the fighting spirit was exhausted, it was the best time to cultivate, and the extreme exhaustion of his body and mind made Ye Feng have the urge to fall asleep directly, and he endured the boundless sleepiness, Ye Feng sat cross-legged, his hands quickly sealed, and began to cultivate.

A trace of light spilled down from the top of the Will Condensation Tower, shining on the body of the black-clothed young man, who seemed to have taken off a childish face, and his expression was extremely firm.