Chapter 1023: The Spirit of the Dead Spirit

"Golden hair shovel, do you want to surrender to me!"
Ye Chenfeng returned to the environment of Qiankun, watching the serious injury healed, being bullied by the chaotic beast, the scarred golden hair shovel, asked aloud.
"I don't think I will be as weak as it is to surrender to a human!"
Golden hair iron stunned and hovered in the mountain forest, swallowing a liquid aura to practice the one-horned dragon, the sound is like a drumming sound.
"That's good, then I will give you a chance to pick me up. If you can stand up after three punches, I will let you go. I won't find you any more in the future, but if you even let me If you can't resist the three punches, you will be obeyed by me!"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the unruly, possessed copper and iron bones, and constantly spurred the golden shovel, and suggested.
"Really!" Jin Maotie's eyes lit up, and some questioned said: "If I can resist your three fists, you will let me go."
"June has no jokes, since I said it, I will not lie to you!" Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile and promised.
"Well, if I can't resist even your three fists, then I will surrender to you and follow you forever, never mind!"
Golden shovel is full of confidence in his defense, and he does not believe that he can't resist even the three fists of Ye Chenfeng. He said with a strong chest.
"No, I only need you to surrender to me for ten years. After ten years, if you can't break through to the Holy Beast, I will give you freedom!" Ye Chenfeng shook his head and refused.
"When you first knock down me, let me talk!"
Golden hair squinted his eyes, revealing an angry color, and a powerful demon power broke out in his huge body.
"Rage!"
Golden hair screams and screams in the sky, spreading the power of the gods, a powerful violent force burst out in his body, speeding up his combat and defense.
"Ready, I want to start attacking!"
When the golden shovel smashes the violent magical power to the extreme, defense reaches the strongest, Ye Chenfeng reminds him, inspiring the power of the five great points, power instantly climbed to 50 million jin, fusion The soul of the dead in the Shenmen Cave, the power of once again surged 30 million pounds.
"Hey!"
Ye Chenfeng stepped out step by step and directly stepped on the ground under his feet. The whole body was turned into a residual image in the field. In the blink of an eye, in front of the huge body of the golden hair shovel, the fist of the light of power was dragged. The bombardment turned to the chest of the golden shovel.
Looking at the morning air blown by Ye Chenfeng, the golden hair shovel quickly blocked the two palms in front of him, resisting the attack of Ye Chenfeng.
Fighting in the palm of the hand, the power of the Dead Spirit in the Shenmen Cave broke out, and the powerful force of death combined with the strength of 80 million pounds, slammed into the palm of the golden hair. It shocked his entire body and stepped back three steps.
"This, what is this power!"
Feeling that his palms were attacked by Ye Chenfeng, a large number of muscles died, and the entire palm began to dry up. The golden hair shovel was big and big, and the horror was revealed.
"Second punch, you are careful!"
Ye Chenfeng reminded him that he burned the blood of the gods and changed into a red-red body like a steel cast. He hardened his strength to 150 million pounds, further inspiring the spirit of death. The power of the bead broke out by nearly 200 million yuan, and a punch hit the golden shovel.
The fist just hit, the golden hair shovel's arms were attacked by the dead spirit beads, the damage was severe, and the defense power was greatly weakened. With this punch, Ye Chenfeng increased the attack power by nearly three times and broke a fist. Opened its defense, the ten-meter-high Jinmao shovel flew out, hitting a hard meteorite in the distance, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out in its big mouth.
"This is the life of my arms is cut off!"
Golden shovel looked at the extremely swollen arms, feeling that the connection between him and his arms became weaker and weaker, and suddenly panicked.
If you lose your arms, then it will be meaningless if you live, and his dream of impacting the Holy Beast will be shattered in advance.
"There is still the last punch. If you pick me up, I can still stand, I will let you go!" Ye Chenfeng looked up from the ground, and the golden shovel, which was frequent from the cold sweat, was exposed. I am the domineering of who I am, arrogant.
" Wait, wait!"
Teaching to the terrible attack of Ye Chenfeng, the flustered Golden Retriever shouted.
But Ye Chenfeng turned a deaf ear, and the foot of the space was nearly one mile. The burst of 150 million kilograms of force broke out the third punch and bombarded the chest of the golden shovel.
The muscles of the arms are withered and gradually lose consciousness. The golden hair shovel can't use the defense of the arms. If the fists of the force of death are filled with the leaves of the morning force, it feels like the arms in the body. That way, it was broken by Ye Chenfeng.
If the body is cut off, it doesn't make sense to return to freedom.
In desperation, the golden shovel screaming in horror shouted: "Living, stopping, I admit defeat, admit defeat."
When Jin Maotie shouted out and admit defeat, Ye Chenfeng’s fist had been attached to his strong chest. The force of death in his fist directly penetrated its body defense and poured into its body, letting it There is a feeling of stepping into the ghost gate.
"Thank you for losing?" Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile and said: "Then you would like to surrender to me."
"I, I am willing to surrender to you!" Golden Retriever lowered his noble head and said helplessly: "But after I surrender to you, can you restore the vitality of my arms, I don't want to lose my arms."
"Yes!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded and said cheerfully.
"Thank you!"
When you hear Ye Chenfeng really recover his own arms, the golden hair shovel reveals a slap in the face.
Seeing the golden hair shovel chose to surrender, the one-horned dragon that has just been ridiculed by it has revealed a sinister color, ready to find a chance to mock it.
"Okay, you don't resist now, I will put a mark on your soul, but you can rest assured that the imprint I applied will not have a big impact on you." Ye Chenfeng could not resist the command.
"Yes!"
Golden hair shovel slowly closed his eyes, letting Ye Chenfeng cast a beastly sorcerer, and exerted a soul mark on his soul.
"Spiritual fish, the shovel will be handed over to you. If it is convenient, you can teach it the inheritance of your gods. It should be helpful to it." Ye Chenfeng shouted and was attacking the fourth level. The spirit fish in the realm of the beast, said slowly.
"Shenzhen is a pulse!" Jin Maotie glared at the big bells, looking at the cute and charming, the red-faced spirit fish, could not believe it: "Are you not human?"
"Who said that human beings can't have the blood of the gods?" The eyes of the spirit fish turned into a crescent shape. Very cute, said: "The big iron shovel, you will mix with me in the future, you are responsible for protecting me, I pass you and me. The magical power of the gods."
"Okay, let's say a word, who will dare to mess with you in the future, I am desperate with him!"
Feeling the spirit fish in the body, the level is far better than his own golden 瞳 瞳 猿 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 金 金 金 金 金 金 金Guaranteed.
"Okay, you are practicing here." Ye Chenfeng showed a faint smile, and the spirit of the control of the soul restored the golden arms of the golden shovel. "Chaos, let's go, lock the sky."
After finishing, Ye Chenfeng left the Qiankun environment with a chaotic beast and went to the core lock of the Dead Ridge.