Chapter 1698: St. Spirit Soul

Fighting the Emperor in a tyrannical posture, entering the finals, Ye Chenfeng did not stay in the battlefield for a long time, in a double shock, accident, cold gaze watching, with the summer butterfly, the battle is invincible When the people left, they were fully prepared for the finals after January.
"Ye brother, I really didn't expect you to defeat the Emperor and break into the finals!"
Ye Chenfeng and his party just returned. Yue Yeming, Ling Yuxin and others also returned to the lakeside building.
"But Azure Cloud is terrible. I have a feeling that he still retains his cards when he beats me. Ye brother wants to beat him in the final. I am afraid I need to further improve my strength!"
"Well, the background of Azure Cloud is really terrible, but I will try my best to defeat him!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.
"I hope that Ye Xiong can laugh at the end and break the myth that the Tianzu monopolizes the first battle of the war!" Yue Ye Mingdao.
"Ye brother, I see that you have a battle with the Emperor, the sword soul is about to become a holy sword soul!" Ling Yuxin answered.
"Well, my swordsman is about to become a holy sword soul!" Ye Chenfeng nodded. "But it will take some time to complete the final transformation."
"I have a way to make Ye Xiu's swordsman become a holy sword soul in a short time!" Ling Yu heart smiled and looked at the summer butterfly road that is more beautiful than the fairy.
"What?"
Ye Chenfeng’s eyes lit up and asked quickly.
If the Sword Soul can become a holy sword spirit, then his attack power will increase by dozens of times, and the chance of defeating the Azure Cloud will be greatly improved.
"I have a sacred sword grass, can give Ye brother!" Ling Yu heart and mind, took out a sword and grass with the meaning of the holy: "But this sword grass alone, can not let the leaves The brother's sword spirit has been transformed in a short time, and the real change is in Miss Xia."
"You mean the congenital body of a small mosquito!" Ye Chenfeng immediately understood the meaning of Ling Yuxin.
"Yes, Miss Xia’s congenital body is already strong enough. If Ye Xiong takes the holy sword grass and nourishes it through the innate celestial body, it should be able to make the sword soul become a holy realm in a short time." The heart nodded.
When I heard Ling Yuxin's method, the summer butterfly's cheek immediately appeared in the intoxicating blush, and her heart had a little expectation.
"Okay, don't bother you. This month, Ye brother will be at the lakeside to prepare for the finals. No one will bother you here!"
When finished, Ling Yuxin gave the precious sword grass to Ye Chenfeng, and left with Yue Yeming.
Yue Yeming just left, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Qiankun with the summer butterfly.
"Morning wind, I will help you change your swordsman!"
I didn’t wait for Ye Chenfeng to open, my face was beautiful, and the summer butterfly with watery eyes said, the charming voice makes people think.
"You don't regret it?"
Ye Chenfeng looked at the charming face of the summer butterfly and asked softly.
"Of course... you are the person that the girl likes, I am willing to give you everything I have without reservation!" The summer butterfly nodded and said without hesitation.
The words of the summer butterfly touched the softness of Ye Chenfeng. He gently put the summer butterfly in his arms and silently felt her softness and her enthusiasm.
Soon, the two people who are tightly embraced are kissing together, and the clothes on them are getting less and less.
At this time, a large number of spiritual fogs were attracted, rolling in, and instantly wrapped up in frankness, like the two snakes.
When the look is blurred, the red-red summer butterfly on the body is poured over the white bed that the spirit is atomized. Ye Chenfeng wears the incredible precious sword grass.
"吟..."
Along with the rosy little mouth of the summer butterfly, a squeaky low-pitched sound was heard, and the two were intimately merged together to write a chapter of love in the clouds of wonderland.
The summer butterfly has refining the origin of the spirit, the treasures of the Tao, and the treasures. The congenital body has already become very powerful. Under the nourishment of the innate celestial body, Ye Chenfeng’s understanding of the Tao is deeper and deeper. Jiancao is in the combination of two people, melting rapidly, and madly blending into the soul of the sword, accelerating the transformation.
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"Ye Ming, what do you say about Ye Xiong?"
Ling Yuxin personally made a favorite tea for Yue Yeming, whispered, and was curious about Ye Chenfeng’s identity.
"To be honest, I am also curious about Ye Xiong's identity, but one thing I can be sure of is that Ye Xiong should not be a person in the virtual world!" Yue Ye Ming shook his head.
"Are you so sure?" Ling Yu said.
"Well, this stems from a feeling!" Yue Yeming nodded. "And, I think Ye Xiong is a man who can be handed over. He may be able to help me in the future."
"I didn't expect you to evaluate him so high!" Ling Yuxin smiled slightly and grinned a small mouthful of tea. "Then you predict, Ye Xiong and Tian Qingyun can laugh at the end and finally win the championship."
"This..." Yue Yeming said from a contemplation: "Although I really want Ye Xiu to win the championship, I feel that with his strength and foundation, the chance of winning is up to 30%."
"Three percent is already very high!" Ling Yu said: "You must know that you have used the three young stones, and you still lost to the Azure Cloud. If Ye brother wants to turn the tide, his body must exceed the three young stones. ""
"Let's wait, maybe Ye brother will give us a big surprise!" Yue Yeming drank the tea in the cup, and the invincible figure of Ye Chenfeng could not help but come to mind.
I don't know why, when I think of Ye Chenfeng's strong defeat of the Emperor's sky, Yue Yeming saw a vaguely familiar figure in Ye Chenfeng.
Time goes by.
The leaves of the morning and the summer butterfly are lingering in the fourth layer of space in the Qiankun area. Under the nourishment of the innate celestial body, the spirit of Ye Chenfeng is more than one floor, and the soul of the sword is completely integrated. Sword grass speeds up the final transformation.
A red light is mapped out in the soul of the sword, and the power of the sword is rising.
Capturing the opportunity of the soul of the sword, Ye Chenfeng gently rosy, and the summer butterfly caught in a deep sleep on the soft foggy bed, came to the virtual road, and removed all the distracting thoughts. While participating in the vain word, it accelerates the transformation of the soul of the sword.
"Hey!"
I don't know how long it has passed. Suddenly, suspended in the top of Ye Chenfeng, the soul of the sword bathed in the light of the Tao reflects the red light and renders the whole space into a fire red.
"Successful!"
The moment when the sword spirit changed from the heavenly sword to the holy sword spirit, Ye Chenfeng suddenly opened his eyes and woke up in cultivation.
Sword Soul has just become a holy sword spirit, but the power has reached the top of the heavenly instrument, becoming another big killer of Ye Chenfeng.
"The first place in the Battle of the World War I, I booked!"
Ye Chenfeng’s deep shackles reveal a strong self-confidence and whoever I am.