Chapter 162: Name of North Snow County

Ye Chenfeng just left, the murderous Jianyuan, the secluded valley two people rushed back, when they opened the sky, and saw the scene of more than a dozen elders of Tianhuo Zong, the law of protection fell in a pool of blood, only The brain was stunned by a flash of lightning.
The next moment, endless anger erupted in their bodies, and they both stared at blood-red eyes, like two angry lions, roaring loudly.
"Ye Chenfeng, I don't kill you, don't swear." The snarl of the hysterical valley of the sacred valley, the rolling waves rushing into the sky, shaking the clouds in the sky.
Youtiangu did not think of dreaming. This time, the public opened a high price reward to catch Ye Chenfeng. Not only did he not catch him, but he was robbed by the rudder. In addition to his own two, more than 20 elders, protect the law. No one is spared.
This shame makes the two people mad, grievances, and anger.
And Ye Chenfeng has become the devil of the two people in the secluded valley. They have no doubt that if they can't kill Ye Chenfeng by hand, they will never want to cross the border of the mysterious beast.
Because of the presence of too many people witnessing the scene of the ruthlessness of Ye Chenfeng’s blood-washing volcano, less than a day, this amazing news spread like the tides throughout Beixue County, shocking all the Zongmen, the family.
Blood-washing fire sects rudders, plundering the rewards of the Tianhuo Zong, Ye Chenfeng this slap to let the Tianhuo Zong face no existence, but also let Ye Chenfeng be the monkey's secluded valley, Jian Yuan became a laughing stock.
For a time, Ye Chenfeng became famous. In just a few days, his deeds spread throughout Beixue County, everyone knows, and his limelight is more than three great geniuses.
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"Waste, you two wastes, you can know how much this loss has affected my Skyfire."
Heavenly Fire Master is a very ambitious person. He wants to go beyond Fengyun Valley and become the first force in Beixue County.
When the overall strength of Tian Huozong rose steadily, it was severely hit. The reputation of Zongmen was not only damaged, but more than 20 elders who were sent to guard the rudder, no one was spared.
This greatly weakens the overall strength of Tianhuo Zong. If it is not Jianyuan, the secluded valley is the mainstay of the Tianhuo Zong, and the fire can't wait to kill them on the spot to vent their hatred.
"The lord is angry, this time we are careless, and please ask the lord to give us another chance. We are willing to take sin and work, and we must catch the Ye Chenfeng."
Looking at the gloomy fire of his face, he felt the suffocating scent of his body, and the two people in the gloom of the valley trembled and feared.
"Well, I will give you another chance. If you let the morning wind run away, you will see me." The fire took a deep breath and pressed his inner anger, saying lowly.
"Sword Yuan, bring that Fu Youyue to see me, with her life may be able to lead the Ye Chenfeng."
"Yes!"
Although Fu Youyue's talent is extremely high, and he has the blood of Qing Tianpeng, he is deeply loved by Jian Yuan, but at this time, Jian Yuan did not hesitate to sacrifice her.
"Ye Chenfeng, since you are destined to be a disciple of my fire, then I will only destroy you." The fierce eyes flashed in the eyes of the fire, silently in my heart.
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Qingfeng Town, a small town with a simple folk style in the northwest of Tianzhu Mountain.
Flying away from the Tianhang Mountain, Ye Chenfeng slightly disguised himself, and came to Qingfeng Town. He lived in the only inn in the town and will kill Yu Wenyuan and others. The harvested Qiankun bag was taken. come out.
"I don't know how many middle-aged soul crystals they have."
Now, the most lacking of Ye Chenfeng is the middle-aged soul crystal. As long as he has enough middle-quality soul crystals to drive the sword, he will dare to even the Tianzongzong base camp.
"Well, the harvest is not bad. The middle-aged soul crystals of these people add up to more than 38,000."
Ye Chenfeng searched all the Qiankun bags all over the place, and got a total of more than 38,000 pieces of the soul of the middle, and he first plundered the 10,000-year-old soul of Jing Wenyuan and the previous exchange. Soul Crystal, the number of soul crystals in his body has reached more than 80,000, enough to drive the sword to attack.
"Sword spirit, melt!"
Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts moved, and Jian Lingyu flew out from a special Qiankun bag.
When Ye Chenfeng melts 50,000 pieces of the soul into the sword, the sword spirits smashed into the eye-catching brilliance of the gem-like eyes, and the people could not open their eyes.
"Five-level Xuan beasts, this sword spirit blends 50,000 pieces of the soul of the soul, and it has the strength of the five-level mysterious beasts." Feeling the strength of the sword spirit, Ye Chenfeng showed satisfaction Smile.
"I don't know how to integrate 80,000 Chinese souls, how strong the strength of this sword will be." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself.
But he did not try blindly. After all, although the swordsmanship is terrible, but the consumption is equally large, Ye Chenfeng must reserve some Chinese soul crystals for emergency needs.
"Thirteen pieces of the next product, thirty-one best spirits, forty-five pieces of top quality, twenty-three spirits..."
The sword spirit was collected into the Qiankun bag, and Ye Chenfeng took out other items in the Qiankun bag and got a lot of earthenware, spirits and spirits.
He has the giant sword and the jasper sword. He is useless to these devices and spirits. He is ready to find opportunities to sell all these tools and spirits and convert them into the required soul crystals.
"Hey, what is this?"
Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng found a small grass that was only half an inch high and dark blue in the dark golden Qiankun bag, containing the power of thunder.
"Tianleicao, this is Tianleicao."
When Ye Chenfeng controlled the brain to sense this Thunder grass, the information of this Thunder grass appeared immediately in his mind.
Tianleicao, the spirit grass that absorbs the thunder, itself contains a powerful Thunder force, is a first-class quenching spirit.
"Not bad, I didn't expect to have a surprise this time."
The six-pulse gods have been cultivated to the fourth level. Ye Chenfeng tried several times to cultivate the forged bones. But because the bones are wrapped in flesh and blood, it is very difficult to compress the energy into the bones. This strain of Thunderweed, which contains the power of Thunder, is an excellent quenching object.
"Try this day's Thunderweed effect."
Ye Chenfeng adjusted the internal interest and swallowed the thunder grass directly into the stomach, running the soul-eating and slowly refining.
After, Ye Chenfeng felt a powerful thunder force erupting in his stomach, following his body's meridians, screaming in his body, and the huge pain instantly spread throughout his body.
But in the morning, Ye Chenfeng cultivated the six-pulse gods to the fourth level. The flesh and the meridians completed the qualitative transformation. He resisted the severe pain of the body and silently operated the six-pulse gods. The power of the Thunder is compressed into the bones.
The process of compression, Ye Chenfeng's flesh and blood is constantly pierced by the power of the Thunder, a large amount of blood flowing down his cracked skin, dyed him into a blood.
But this, Ye Chenfeng stunned, relying on Superman's endurance, biting his teeth, and a little bit of the thunder of the Thunderweed, tempered into the bones of the whole body.
After a fragrant time, the thunder of the Thunderweed was all tempered into the bone by Ye Chenfeng, which slightly improved the toughness of his bones and boosted the strength of three thousand pounds.
However, the energy required for forging bones is too much, and only one strain of Thunderweed has a very limited effect.
"Hey, this forging bones is getting harder and harder to cultivate. How can we cultivate the forged bones into the realm of Dacheng?"
The refining of a strain of Tianlei grass, only let Ye Chenfeng complete the transformation of one thousandth of the bones, which makes him deeply understand the difficulty of cultivation of the forged bone.
"Go one step at a time, you can't leave North Snow County and go to the more vast Northern Spirits to find opportunities."
Ye Chenfeng whispered to himself, throwing a spirit-level soul into his mouth, silently running the soul-eater, repairing the body damaged by the power of the Thunder.