Eight Desolate Sword God

"Awful, let them escape into the dead ridge, it is a pity that the treasure of the kid."

Entering the dead ridge means death, which makes the three people in the white robe can't help but feel sorry for the treasures of Ye Chenfeng.

"Hey, maybe it’s not that our treasures are not ours, but it’s a pity that the ice master and the second guardian."

"Go, let's go to life, get the treasures there, leave this ghost place."

The old man in white robes sighed with regret and took out the treasure map. He studied it and left the strange black mountain with the one-armed man and the red-haired man.

"Sister, how are you, okay!"

Ye Chenfeng hugged Fu Youyue, who was pale and his mouth was bleeding, and asked with concern.

"I'm fine, rest will be fine."

Fu Youyue, who is blood, broke away from the arms of Ye Chenfeng. He said weakly, he took a prefecture-level soul, and he quickly recovered his injuries.

Wu Youyue was healed, Ye Chenfeng looked around the environment, and unexpectedly discovered that the space passage of the Unicom outside was gone.

"Does the channel be a one-way channel, can only come in, can't go out!" Ye Chenfeng frowned and muttered, his face became very ugly.

The passage that disappeared disappeared, and Ye Chenfeng could only carefully explore this strange mountain and found that there was a strong dead air in the mountains.

If the average person is affected by such a strong dead air, the flesh will slowly be eroded. In the long run, the realm will continue to fall.

But for the Ye Chenfeng who cultivated the Eight Brakes to repair Luo Gong, the strong dead air in the mountains is a big complement, madly absorbed, condensing the fourth killing aperture.

"Bone bones, there are a lot of bones scattered here."

Don't go far, Ye Chenfeng, surrounded by dead body, saw a lot of white bones and weapons scattered in the foothills. Many of the white bones have been weathered, and the feet are gently stepped on, and they are turned into ashes.

"This is not the place to suppress the murderous thing." Feeling the death of the mountain, Ye Chenfeng frowned and muttered, the inner uneasiness became more and more intense. The back spine is also somewhat cold.

"Well, what about the weapon...?"

When Ye Chenfeng wanted to return to the mountain pass, he accidentally discovered a knife covered with a lot of dust and suspected heavenly weapons, and immediately went over.

When Ye Chenfeng picked up the sword, the hard-to-find sword suddenly broke, and the handle was also caught by Ye Chenfeng.

"Call, how could this happen? This knife is being eroded by the years, or there is an unknown power here."

Looking at the broken knife, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The feeling of this mountain is more and more mysterious, and some regrets venture into it.

At this point, he can only rely on the brain to help him find the way to leave.

About more than six hours, Fu Youyue, who absorbed a prefecture-level soul, resumed his physical injury, and Ye Chenfeng continued to explore this mysterious mountain.

But Fu Youyue's strength is too weak, even if there is a celestial battle suit body, still can not withstand the erosion of the mountain.

Being a last resort, Ye Chenfeng passed on the practice of the eight-brow repairing Luogong to Fu Youyue, and helped her to comprehend her, so that she would condense the dead air that eroded into the body into a killing aperture.

"There is a word in front of us, we have a look at it."

Ye Chenfeng two people carefully marched in the foothills, suddenly found a group of white bones above, there appeared a line of deep into the stone wall, the words are strong and powerful.

I was trapped in the dead dynasty for three thousand years, exhausted for a lifetime, and finally because of dullness, unable to break open and forbidden to leave, sadly, before dying, I will engrave the understanding of Lei Zhizhi in the stone wall, and pass it on to the people-- King Reze.

"Three thousand years..."

Ye Chenfeng, Fu Youyue took a breath and his heart was full of shock.

Although Ye Chenfeng did not hear the name of King Lei Ze, but from his long life, Yuan Yuan, he should be a peak king. Even these shocking people are trapped in the dead ridge. Fu Youyue is somewhat desperate.

"Morning wind, you said we will die here too."

Thinking of his **** sea enmity, Fu Youyue bit his lip, and his face said blankly, his voice filled with unwillingness and despair.

"No, we will definitely be able to leave here." Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and said firmly.

"Really?"

Fu Youyue gently raised his head and looked at the clear eyes of Ye Chenfeng, asked.

"Really, believe me!" Ye Chenfeng nodded and promised.

Get the guarantee of Ye Chenfeng, Fu Youyue only felt his tight heart relaxed all of a sudden, and the pale face also showed a smile like a flower bloom.

"Sister, the ten traces of the stone on the stone wall are very precious. It is better for us to practice here for a while, then continue."

There is a strange situation in the dead ridge. In order to cope with the dangers that may arise at any time, Ye Chenfeng is ready to spend time to comprehend the ten lines of the thunder and further enhance the strength.

"Good!"

Fu Youyue also knows the preciousness of the lines, nodded, and sat under the stone wall with Ye Chenfeng, comprehending the ten lines of Lei Zewang engraved on the stone tablets.

Although Fu Youyue is extraordinary in talent and has realized the knife, but the pattern is too deep, and her soul is not strong enough, it is very difficult to comprehend the pattern of the thunder.

Under the time of the semi-column, Fu Youyue felt a splitting headache, and the soul trembled and had to give up.

And the soul passed through the eternal Ye Chenfeng, but did not take any effort, directly control the power of the brain to penetrate into the lines of the Ten Thunder, and deduct the comprehension.

"Hey, the gap between me and the morning breeze is too big."

Fu Youyue looked at Ye Chenfeng, who was completely in a state of cultivation, and did not work hard. He sighed softly in his heart and took out a prefecture-level soul Dan, swallowed his belly, refining and absorbing, and attacking the five-level beast. Fairyland.

Time goes by, and under the powerful energy of the brain, Ye Chenfeng’s understanding of the thunder pattern is getting deeper and deeper. A lot of thunder light is formed around his body, flowing around his body. .

And after a few days of submersible, Fu Youyue, who refining eight prefecture-level souls, is also on the verge of breaking through the edge, but because she has too much prefecture-level soul, she has accumulated a lot of erysipelas, one and a half Will not be able to break through the bottleneck, breaking through to the five-level heavenly fairyland.

The realm was affected by erysipelas, and it was too late to break through, but the absorbing bazaar Shuragong succeeded in condensing the first killing aperture, which greatly enhanced her attack power.

When Ye Chenfeng was under the stone wall, when he went to the eleventh day of the training, suddenly, the dead ridge fell into a riot, and a powerful force was generated in the depths of the dead ridge, fluctuating the entire dead ridge. They all trembled.

"What's wrong, what happened in front of you."

Feeling the ground tremor, Ye Chenfeng, who understood the pattern of the seven-way thunder, opened his eyes and looked into the distance. He saw a black storm in the depths of the dead ridge, sweeping the world. The gray sky is moving.

"A terrible storm, what is in the dead ridge, how suddenly formed a storm of destruction." Ye Chenfeng looked at the distance with a lingering black storm, his face sullenly silent.

The devastating storm of vandalism has permeated for a long time, and the entire dead ridge has returned to calm.

"We must improve our strength as soon as possible, otherwise we may really die here."

The storm of destruction did not spread out. Ye Chenfeng took a sigh of relief and seized a limited time to continue to comprehend cultivation.

After about five days, Fu Youyue, who took thirteen prefecture-level souls, finally broke through the realm and reached the five-level heavenly fairyland.

And Fu Youyue did not take long to break through the realm. With the powerful deduction and comprehension of the brain, Ye Chenfeng finally realized the ten lines of the thunder on the stone wall, and realized the meaning of Lei to a heavenly realm.