Chapter 1381: The blood of the demon statue

"Hey!"
The closed stone gate was blown open by Ye Chenfeng. When Ye Chenfeng appeared in the stone outside with the golden of war, suddenly there was a feeling of being stared by the of death. The hair of the whole body stood upright at this moment. .
In the moonlight, an extremely blurred shadow swayed in the wind. Although this shadow was erratic, it brought great threat to Ye Chenfeng.
"Wind dust, we met again!"
The erratic shadows, hoarseness and scorpion, make it difficult to distinguish his identity by voice.
"It turned out to be you!"
Although the shadow of the vague shadow is confusing, Ye Chenfeng still recognizes that he is the mysterious nirvana power that he wanted to kill himself outside of Vulcan.
"Wind dust, you are really good, repeatedly escaped the assassination. If you are not my enemy, maybe I will give you the opportunity to follow me." The shadow is hoarse and sly.
"There is nothing more than a nirvana, do you want me to follow?" Ye Chenfeng smiled and said disdainfully.
"The tone is not small!" The fuzzy shadow is not angry, and the voice is hoarse and said: "No matter what the match is, you don't have this opportunity. Let me hand you back to the West."
Speaking, a strong killing effect broke out in the shadow of the darkness, turning into a dark and ink-like hand, which evolved the meaning of heaven and earth and suppressed the whole space.
"Hmm..."
When the fuzzy shadow control shrouded the morning breeze, his brow could not help but wrinkle.
The next moment, the big hand of the suppression of the void disappeared, and he disappeared like a breeze under the dark night sky.
The moment when the fuzzy shadow disappears, Ye Chenfeng’s powerful soul perceives two powerful horrible Nirvana heavens that appear under the night sky, tracking the vaguely shadows.
"Who is this person?"
Ye Chenfeng’s brows are tightly screwed together, constantly guessing the identity of this person who has repeatedly tried to kill himself.
And he just did not play against him, but Ye Chenfeng had a feeling when he faced him. The strength of this person is probably not weaker than the sky, and it is suspected that a Nirvana heavenly peak is powerful.
"No matter who this person is, this person is definitely related to the gossip royal family. Otherwise, I just arrived, he and the phantom killer appeared, and it was no coincidence that I completed the assassination of me!"
Ye Chenfeng whispered to himself, he felt that the mysterious power and the phantom killer would be hidden in the Eight Diagrams Imperial City and connected with some people of the Eight Diagrams Royal Family.
The vague shadow was shocked by the power of the Gossip royal family Nirvana. Ye Chenfeng came to the side room and found Anja, who had been hit hard and died.
"Hey!"
Looking at the body of Anya, Ye Chenfeng sighed softly, spit out the burnt sacred fire and melted her body, returned to the main house, and moved into the hustle and bustle, took out the mysterious ancient wood, and took control. I will continue to study.
After the brains and brains of the gods, Ye Chenfeng locked a large number of lines in the ancient wood, took out a sharp dagger, and slowly cut the ancient wood according to the lines of the brain.
"Well, what is this power?"
When a road was cut by a dagger, there was a pure energy in the ancient wood, which was constantly permeated in the ancient wood.
"Magic, strong magic!"
The whole ancient wood was broken according to the wood grain, and the energy contained in the ancient wood was completely released, forming a terrible magical power, which blackened a large space.
"Chaotic God Wood, Devouring!"
In this terrible magical spirit, Ye Chenfeng summoned the chaotic wood, controlled the chaotic wood to suppress the magical spirit of the ever-changing form, extended a large number of five-color roots, and quickly swallowed the ancient wood. The magic of the.
The part of the roots of the veins is swallowed up, and the chaotic gods have completed a transformation. The tree becomes more powerful. When the time is less than half a column, the magical gas that permeates the void is swallowed up.
"Well, magic blood, a drop of magic blood!"
The whole magical power was swallowed up, and Ye Chenfeng unexpectedly discovered that there was a drop of black magic blood in the chaotic wood, and the level of this drop of blood was quite high, comparable to the blood of the of refining.
"Is this blood drop a drop of blood?"
Controlling the brain and repeatedly inducing it several times, Ye Chenfeng has a feeling that this blood should be the essence of the Mozu demon, containing enormous energy.
How can the blood of the demon statue appear in the Eight Diagrams Emperor City? Is it difficult to be the power of the Eight Diagrams Imperial City and the Devil's Level?" Ye Chenfeng's mind showed a bold thought.
"Souling, refining!"
Controlling the blood of the demon in the chaos of the gods into the body, Ye Chenfeng immediately runs the soul of the soul, refining the magic blood, trying to form the fifth blood in the body, further enhancing the strength.
"Well, you can't form the blood of the demon."
When refining the blood of the demon, Ye Chenfeng found that his body seemed to have reached the limit and could not form the fifth blood. However, with the blood of the refining demon, his own strength continued to increase, and his physical potential was also Further enhancement.
Soon, near the evening of the next day, Ye Chenfeng completely refining the blood of this demon, the strength has been greatly improved, almost reached the limit of the six-level beast.
"It seems that my body's potential has reached the limit, and I can't condense the fifth kind of blood." Ye Chenfeng sighed softly, some regretted.
"Well, someone is here!"
When Ye Chenfeng quietly adjusted his interest in the Qiankun environment, his powerful soul perceived someone to visit through the Qiankun, and his body flashed, leaving the Qiankun, and came to the ancient courtyard to see a man wearing a crepe. The robe, wearing a crown of heaven, full of heaven, and a man with a big eyebrow, shook a jade fan and smashed in with two guards.
"Are you?"
Looking at the uninvited robes of the men three, Ye Chenfeng brows slightly wrinkled, whispered.
"Xiaobo Qiboyu, see the wind priest." Qi Boyu put away the jade fan in his hand, revealing a arrogant smile: "The father is afraid of the wind sacred teacher is lonely and bored, and I am destined to take the wind sage to the imperial city. Go shopping and do your best."
"Thank you for the Emperor!"
Looking at Qiboyu, who is somewhat arrogant, Ye Chenfeng feels that his purpose is not simple.
"Wind Saint, I don't know where you want to go?" Qi Boyu said coldly and warmly, there is no hint of wanting to be close to Ye Chenfeng.
"Also!"
Ye Chenfeng also wants to know the next gossip city, no rejection.
"Wind Saint, my gossip has three beautiful, lake beauty, mountain beauty, woman beauty, this big night, the lake is not suitable for the mountain, why not take you to the Xicheng's embroidered street?" Qi Bowu’s eyeball turned and deliberately said.
"Okay, then go to the street!"
Ye Chenfeng’s heartfelt heart, a bit of interest in this embroidered street, said with pleasure.
"I didn't expect Feng Shengshi to be a temper. I have fun tonight, I won't tell my sister." Qi Boyu didn't expect Ye Chenfeng to agree, revealing a sly smile.
"Go."
Ye Chenfeng smiled and did not explain too much. He took the carriage that had already been prepared and went to the embroidered street in Xicheng.