Chapter 1708: Eternal Sky City

Eternal Heavenly Palace, the absolute hegemonic power of the virtual domain, occupying the top-level cultivation resources of the virtual domain, and no power can incite the eternal heavenly palace in the status of nothingness.
"Call, finally returned to the virtual domain!"
Driving on the ghost ship, flying for more than a year, Ye Chenfeng left the chaotic field battlefield and returned to the virtual domain.
In the beginning, Ye Chenfeng left the virtual domain, and was chased by Tianzhidao and others. He fled between Cangjie and now he came back. The strength of Ye Chenfeng has grown to the point where Tianzhidao and others look up.
And the reason why his cultivation speed is so amazing, the biggest reliance is the blood of Hongmeng.
With the best blood in the universe, he is much harder to practice than ordinary people. More importantly, Hong Meng’s blood is almost perfect for his physical transformation. The bottleneck in the realm is often weak, so he can break through in such a short time. To the six stars to the ultimate.
"We want to go to Eternal Sky City, I don't know how many crystals are needed?"
Ye Chenfeng and Xia Wendie came to the space wormhole of a huge city in the virtual domain, and looked at a white-haired old man who guarded the space wormhole.
"Do you have invitations?"
The white-haired old man in the realm of Samsung’s Taoist glanced at the hidden power of Ye Chenfeng and the summer butterfly, whispered.
"Invitation? Do you need an invitation to go to Eternal Sky City?" Ye Chenfeng brows slightly and asks in a low voice.
"Yes! My eternal Tiangong Palace master has just broken through to the one-star Taoist realm. In the near future, I will feast the princes at the Tiangong Festival. In order to avoid confusion, people who have no invitations are not allowed to enter the eternal Tiancheng!" The old man said.
"I know!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded, and a large number of magical illusions instantly shot his eyes and injected them into the white-haired old man's eyes, which instantly gave him an illusion and controlled his brain consciousness.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng’s unstoppable voice rang in his soul.
"Two, please!"
The brain consciousness was controlled by Ye Chenfeng, and the white-haired old man immediately took them with respect and respectfully, came to the space wormhole, and arranged the position.
"Okay, there is nothing wrong with you here, you can go!"
Successfully went to the space wheel of Eternal Sky City, and Ye Chenfeng ordered the white-haired old man to leave.
Soon, the wheel of space began to transmit space, and the two bored two people banned the room, in the room Qingqing I, the cultivation of the Acacia thirty-six, the joyful voice, the intimate blending constantly wrote the chapter of love.
After more than ten days, Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zebian, like golden boys and girls, walked down the wheel of space and came to the eternal Tiancheng of the city.
"A big handwriting, the eternal Tiangong actually built the eternal Tiancheng in the air!"
Into the eternal Heavenly Palace, which is suspended under the strong prohibition and suspended on the ground, Ye Chenfeng could not help but feel the eternal Tiangong's handwriting, and the support of the eternal Tiancheng suspension prohibition is a great resource.
"Morning wind, do we need to get two invitations first?"
The cheeks are rosy, with a charming summer butterfly, gently licking the arms of Ye Chenfeng.
"We are coming to take revenge, but not to congratulate, invitations are not needed!" Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly, and the sound was full of chilling taste.
With his current strength and heritage, he can be killed by four-star gods, and there is also a magical candle dragon in the Qiankun area. He has long been in the eyes of the eternal Tiangong.
"Okay!" The summer butterfly smiled and said: "We are looking for a place to stay, or stroll."
"Walk around, maybe there is no Eternal Sky City in the future!"
When finished, Ye Chenfeng took the summer butterfly, and in the pleasant scenery, stood in the eternal Tiangong of a building.
The two were in a good mood to visit the evening, and came to an inn built by the lake, bathed in the fog, and went in and prepared to rest here.
"Sorry for the two, our inn has been packaged by the Qingtian people, and the two are still looking for a place to stay!"
I just walked into the quaint, elegant environment of the inn, a glamorous young woman wearing a phoenix cheongsam and a full-bodied body came out and apologized.
"It doesn't matter, although you have arranged a best room for us, if the people of the Qingtian are in trouble, you will let them find me!"
Ye Chenfeng likes the environment of this inn very much, and is not prepared to change places anymore, faintly said.
"This..."
The glamorous young woman glanced at the leaf morning wind, could not understand his bottom, hesitated.
"Well, the two are waiting here for a while, I am going to sue, if the Qingtian predecessors are willing, I will immediately arrange a room for the two!"
"Good!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded and sat in the lobby with the summer butterfly, while chatting and waiting.
"Mom, where is the chop, dare to order me Qingtian!"
A moment's effort, an angry roar suddenly sounded, and three young disciples dressed in dark blue robes and angry faces appeared in the lobby.
When the three of them saw the summer butterfly, there was a feeling of being amazed by the heavens, and the eyes lit up, revealing a hint of obsession.
"Yeah, do you want to live here?"
A tall, discouraged, self-sufficient Qingtian disciple reveals a arrogant smile, watching the beautiful figure of the summer butterfly fairy.
"Yes!"
Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"She can live here, how far you can go to me, or I will twist your head!"
The Qingtian disciples changed their faces in an instant, and looked at Ye Chenfeng coldly, and could not resist the command.
"Hey!"
His voice just fell, he suddenly felt wrinkles in the space in front of him, a palm that pierced the space slammed on his cheek, directly flew him out, and fell heavily at the entrance of the inn. A large amount of blood was accompanied by several broken teeth falling to the ground, blood stains.
"You are looking for death!"
The Qingtian people are absolutely overlord in Tianyu. Few people dare to insult them and watch the companions who are slap in the air by Ye Chenfeng. The remaining two Qingtian disciples immediately summon a powerful true spirit. Bao, the attack turned to Ye Chenfeng.
"Hey, by you!"
Ye Chenfeng’s cold screams, the body’s thoughts burst into a terrible daunting hand, grabbing the two real spirits of the Holy Spirit, and directly grabbed them.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng’s big hand violently exerted strength, and the terrible power hardened and shattered the two true spirits, and shocked the audience.
"Who is you, why do you hurt my Qingtian disciples, and here is awesome!"
At this time, a thick voice sounded, a man wearing a dark gray robes, the strength to reach the realm of Samsung, appeared in the lobby, looking at Ye Chenfeng coldly, said Senran.
"What do you think I am?"
Ye Chenfeng sat in the chair of the Taishi, with a faint smile, quietly watching the Qingtian people's powerful road.
"I don't care who you are? Injury my Qingtian disciples, you have to give us an account!" said the Qingtian people.

Interpretation?
Ye Chenfeng smiled slightly:
I don’t know what you think of this?

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng took out a dark gold from Qiankun, depicting a token of an ancient scorpion, throwing it at the power of the Qingtian.
"Emperor's Order!"
Take the token thrown by Ye Chenfeng. This Qingtian can change his face instantly. The eyes of Ye Chenfeng have changed instantly. The anger of the face disappears. Instead, it is deeply frightened and awe. .
The emperor's ancient order is a token unique to the Emperor of the Emperor. Only the direct disciples of the Emperor Tianzu can have it. Although the Qingtian is not a branch of the Emperor, the Emperor Tian and the Tianzu are the same, seeing Ye Chen. The wind has an ancient order, so the Qingtian people are afraid.
But he did not know that this ancient heavenly order was obtained by Ye Chenfeng’s killing of the emperor.
"Understanding the identity of the son, please be sorry for the offense!"
The Qingtian nationality stunned at Ye Chenfeng deeply, holding the ancient heavenly order and returning it to Ye Chenfeng.
"The three of them made me very angry. How do you say that I should punish you?" Ye Chenfeng looked at the three young Qingtian disciples who had already been scared, and the voice suddenly became cold.
"What are you doing, don't give up the swearing for the son!"
Don't say them, count the Qingtian clan to be guilty of the direct disciples of the Huangtian. This Qingtian can feel the seriousness of the situation and cannot resist the command.
"Sorry, son, we don't know your identity, please ask the son to spare us!"
Speaking, the three people endured the humiliation of their hearts, and spoke in public, praying that Ye Chenfeng could ruin them.
"Okay, now we are qualified to live here!"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the three people who were red-faced and said coldly.
"There is, I will vacate the best room for the two!" Qingtianzu can breathe a sigh of relief and personally arrange Ye Chenfeng in the best room for the inn.
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