Chapter 239: A terrible fire of the souls

"I don't know the fire of this last soul, how difficult is it."
Ye Chenfeng looked at the eighth 盏 slowly, revealing the ancient 拙, the power of the vastness, the fire of the soul that reflected the road of the will, step by step.
"Call!"
When Ye Chenfeng approached, the last fire of this soul burned and turned into a nine-foot-high, burly, dark and deep scorpion, a middle-aged man with wild and innocent colors.
"One month, twenty-three days, it took me several years to extinguish, the fire of the seven souls that were tempered, and the soul of the six-level beasts, the second evolution of the soul beast, you are very good." The man looked at the face of the damp morning leaf, and said with a loud voice.
"Predecessors are the masters of this cave house?"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the middle-aged man who gave him a very dangerous feeling and asked in a low voice.
"Well, this cave is what I left. You can call me the Eight Kings, but I am already dead. What you see now is the road to the will, the remains of the soul." The Eight Brake Warlord nodded and said.
"The Eighth War King! The Emperor of the Emperor."
Before learning the identity of the Eight Brake Warlord, Ye Chenfeng showed a hint of awe.
It can be said that the beastmaster is the most prominent existence of the soul of the mainland, and it has the magical power to destroy the earth.
"Predecessors, don't know why you have to work hard, in this deep North Sea, leaving inheritance, looking for heirs?"
"The strength of the previous generation, unlike the absence of apprentices." Ye Chenfeng asked the doubts in his heart.
"When you get through the path of will, I will naturally tell you the reason."
"And what you have to do now is to accept my test. If you can beat me within one year, you can inherit my two heritages. Failure, your life will stay here forever, become a盏 The fire of the soul, test the later people.
The Eight-War Emperor said without a trace of affection.
"Now, are you ready for the test?"
"Predecessors, I am ready." Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and said with a firm tone.
"Good!"
The murder of the Eight Queens Warlord’s eyes flashed, and a sharp sword mans crossed in front of Ye Chenfeng’s eyes. The speed of Jianmang exceeded the speed of Ye Chenfeng’s reaction, which made Ye Chenfeng have a feeling of nowhere to hide. Can only release the full sword defense force.
"Hey!"
When the swordsman of the Eighth Warrior Warrior hit the full sword of the full defense, he only pierced the time and pierced it. Yu Wei’s unrelenting bombardment to Ye Chenfeng wanted to smash him. The body of the soul.
In the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng poured a lot of blood in his body, increased the speed of movement, reacted in the blink of an eye, and continuously moved, and the thrilling dodge attacked the sword.
"The reaction rate is not bad, but it is useless to me."
Seeing that Ye Chenfeng evaded his own sword-man attack, the Eight-War Emperor revealed a hint of unruly smile, and a soul that made Ye Chenfeng feel suffocated in his body. Overwhelmingly oppressed him.
The soul of the eight-browed warlord was oppressed. Ye Chenfeng’s body became heavy and his mobility became sluggish. He quickly controlled the 'Wang’ word on the forehead to exude a powerful king’s power to resist the soul. Force oppression.
"Hey!"
A piercing sound broke out, and the eight-browed warrior hand-sworded and stabbed Ye Chenfeng.
And the moment he shot, the man is the sword, the sword is also the person, this sword is perfect, so that the morning movement of Ye Chenfeng can not dodge, smelling a strong sense of crisis.
The sword of the Eight Brake Warrior is too fast. Ye Chenfeng has no intention of deducting the power of the avenue. He can only continue to release the full sword and gather it on his chest, forcibly resisting the attack of this perfect sword.
"Hey!"
The morning swords gathered by Ye Chenfeng are terrible, but the sword of the Eight Brake Warlord is stronger, directly breaking the sword and dragon scale defense, and has not entered the body of Ye Chenfeng. His body was pierced.
The next moment, the Eight Brake Warrior took out another sword and smashed Ye Chenfeng, who was seriously injured in the soul. A sword opened his body.
Looking at his body is divided into two, a pain from the depths of the soul instantly spread throughout the body of Ye Chenfeng, let him once again feel the feeling of death.
"Destruction often starts from oneself, I am fearless and fearless, and heaven can't destroy me, let alone the test of the district..." The unyielding thought, the high will, permeates the soul of Ye Chenfeng, forcibly reorganizing the soul.
But the body was opened, and Ye Chenfeng’s soul became weak, unable to integrate with the Blood Dragon King and restored the soul form.
"You are too weak." The eight-brake warlord looked at the soul form of Ye Chenfeng, did not win the pursuit, quietly floating in the void, said faintly.
After about a day, Ye Chenfeng resumed his soul injury, and once again merged with the Blood Dragon King, changed into a beast-like soul form, and played against the Eight-War Emperor.
"Successful swordsmanship, the power of the road!"
This time, Ye Chenfeng directly exerted the strongest attack, and the full-bodied sword that spurted out of the sky went straight into the sky, forcibly deducted the power of the avenue, and smashed it to the Eight-War Emperor, and made a full effort.
"Boom!"
The Eighth Brake Warrior was attacked by the force of the avenue that was forcibly pushed by Ye Chenfeng. The body seemed to be igniting a violent tremor.
Although the power of the avenue spurred by Ye Chenfeng was extremely powerful, it failed to hurt the soul of the Eight-War Emperor, which made Ye Chenfeng's whole heart fall into a trough.
"Dao!"
The personal experience of the avenue of the perfection of the sword, contains an immature pattern of the road, and the eight-brake warlord has set off a big wave.
The sixth-level beast, the second evolution of the soul beast has gone beyond common sense, and Ye Chenfeng is in the realm of the beastly fairy, and touched the power of the imperial strongman to have the opportunity to enlighten, which is completely beyond The imagination of the Eight Kings War Emperor.
"Genius, this son is definitely a genius in genius, my inheritance is handed to him, maybe the best choice." Seeing Ye Chenfeng's enchanting talent, the Eight Brake Warlord has a love heart of.
"Let me inspire all of your potential. I have to look at how big your potential is." The Eight Brake Warriors meditated in their hearts, intertwined with a sword, and attacked Ye Chenfeng. .
The failure of the avenue force attack, although affecting Ye Chenfeng's self-confidence, but soon, Ye Chenfeng regained his conviction, and fought with the Eight Brake Warlord at the end of the will road.
After about three days or so, after the tide of the eight-brake warlord, Ye Chenfeng gradually lost his support, and the devastating blow of the Eight-War of the Emperor of the Eighth Brakes opened his body and turned into a soul form again.
"Strong, too strong."
The blood dragon evolved into a blood dragon king, and it merged with the fire of the three souls. It has already reached the limit of the six-level mysterious beast, but in the face of the Eight-War Emperor, Ye Chenfeng still feels deeply weak.
He subconsciously feels that the strength of the Eighty-Wars and the Remnant of the Emperor, I am afraid to reach the limit of the King of the Supreme Master. It is not that you can compete against it. It is difficult to defeat the Eight Kings.
"How can I beat him?"
Teaching to the power of the Eight Brake Warriors is almost invincible, relying on the unconcerned thoughts, forced to repair the soul of the Ye Chenfeng hard thinking.
He feels that the road to the will must be passed, but he has not found a way.
After another day, Ye Chenfeng continued to challenge the Eight-War Emperor, and this time, he persisted for nearly four days, and was once again opened by the Eight-War Emperor and broke the soul.
"Repair!"
The soul body is constantly being hit by the Eight Kings, and Ye Chenfeng, who is constantly eroded by death, not only has no mental breakdown, but has become more and more brave.
Time is also between the two of them, the rapid passage, very soon, two months have passed...