Nine Stars Killer Chapter 1258: Vulcan Zhu Rong
Looking at the golden flames floating in the void, it turned out to be Phoenix Essence Fire, even more advanced than Phoenix True Fire. This is the essence of Phoenix's life.
If the real fire is only the flame spit out by the phoenix, and the essence fire is the most mysterious flame in the phoenix body, it can burn all things, rumors are not weaker than the real fire of Samadhi.
Directly sacrifice the Nine Hells Demon Cauldron, put away the Phoenix Fire, and wait for it to refining when going out, and the Five Elements Handprint will definitely go further.
For the power of the five elements, Ye Feng has already collected water, wood, earth, and fire. Not surprisingly, the next layer should be gold, which is also the first of the five elements, containing the power of sharp gold.
Ye Feng can clearly see that there is a cloud of witch energy hovering in the phoenix essence fire, but it is a witch **** without this phoenix essence fire?
I didn't have time to think about it. On the wall, a ripple appeared, and the gateway to the seventh floor appeared. I don't know what will meet Ye Feng.
When Ye Feng passed through the door, he noticed a pain in his chest. A sharp sword passed through his chest and directly stabbed Ye Feng. With such a tyrannical body, he couldn't stand a sword.
Looking at the spray of blood, Ye Feng's eyes swept away, and then his body fell backwards, and found that he was trapped in a formation of thousands of swords. Just now, one of the long swords passed through his body.
There are countless golden long swords floating on top of Ye Feng's head. One long sword can penetrate the body. If so many long swords are dropped together, Ye Feng guesses that there will be no flesh left.
"What a terrible sword formation!"
Ye Feng's eyes showed a look of horror. He had never seen such a powerful sword formation. It is estimated that when the Eight Tribulations Earth Immortal comes in, there will be no **** left.
The sword array is getting lower and lower, above Ye Feng's head, but tens of meters high, once it falls, Ye Feng's bones are gone.
"Yeah, what a terrible sword formation, kid, you won't die!"
Mu Bai and Mizuki Willow Soul both appeared. Standing alone on one shoulder, the Tree Willow Soul looked like gloating, watching the sword formation fall without feeling scared at all.
"Shut up you shit, if you are talking, I will just throw you out."
Ye Feng's complexion turned blue, and he threw him directly into the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, and used the magic flame to refine him for three days and three nights, otherwise he would be dishonest in the future.
Sure enough, after Mizuki Liuhun fell into the Nine Prisons Demon Cauldron, he let out a scream and kept begging Ye Feng for mercy, but it was a pity that Ye Feng ignored him and continued to study how to break the formation.
"Boy, are you sure to break this sword formation?"
Mu Bai looked worried. This was not an illusion. The wound on Ye Feng's chest was real. If it were to fall, Ye Feng would definitely die.
"Difficult, too difficult!"
Ye Feng frowned, and even the Eight Tribulations Earth Immortal couldn't escape from the sword formation, not to mention that Ye Feng was no more than the Six Tribulations Earth Immortal, and the difference in strength was too great.
"Then what should we do, are we going to give up now?"
Mu Bai became worried. He has already reached the sixth floor, and there are four more floors to reach the tenth floor. Now that he is dying, isn't it a failure.
"Am I eligible to give up?"
Ye Feng smiled bitterly. Once he stepped into the door of death, there was no possibility of giving up. Unless he went all the way to the tenth floor, he would die here.
The sword formation fell a little bit. It was still tens of meters just now, and in a blink of an eye, it became a dozen meters high. The sharp sword aura seemed to be able to tear Ye Feng's skin, making his whole body very uncomfortable.
"Following the financial industry, does it take the power of flame to break the golden sword array?"
Ye Feng remembered using the power of the Water Ancestor Witch to break the Phoenix's true fire. If he uses the power of the flame, can he break the golden sword formation?
"Burn the financial sector, cut the wood section with gold, solidify the aquatic soil, fill the soil with water to stop, and extinguish the fire with water."
The power of the five elements regenerates endlessly.
From the sixth floor, Ye Feng got a phoenix essence fire, to see if he could help himself to break through this terrifying sword formation.
Time is running out, Ye Feng immediately took out the Phoenix Essence Fire, and his divine consciousness penetrated directly. Sure enough, there was also a cloud of witch energy in it, which turned out to be the most precious treasure of the Wu clan.
Ye Feng began to wonder, how could there be so many treasures left by the witch gods in this Jianzhuxing Pavilion? Did several witch gods participate in a great battle that year?
The eyes of the sky witch opened, and a fiery world appeared. This was the depths of the phoenix fire. A red phoenix soared into the sky, with a long flame behind him.
When Ye Feng Yuanshen entered, the surrounding flames boiled, and the eyes of the sky witch opened directly, shooting out a ray of light, directly shining on the body of the phoenix.
Seeing a human coming in, the phoenix fluttered and fell in front of Ye Feng. From his eyes, he saw something humane.
"The eyes of the witch god, how can you have the eyes of the witch god!"
Phoenix even spoke on his own, and was very puzzled when he saw Ye Feng showing the eyes of the sky witch.
"You are the ancestor of fire among the twelve witch gods, I wish you seniors!"
The twelve witch gods, Zhu Rong is in charge of the flames of the world, and he is exactly the witch **** of fire.
"Are you the person predicted by the wizard god?"
Phoenix turned into a middle-aged man. It was Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, and there seemed to be some enlightenment in his eyes.
"The other witch gods also said the same. I don't know the details."
Ye Feng gave a bitter smile. As for whether it was a descendant of the witch god, he didn't know it, but several other witch gods said so.
"Have you seen several other witch gods?"
In the eyes of God Zhu Rong, a hint of astonishment flashed.
"I have seen Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, and Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water!"
Ye Feng didn't conceal it, there are still a few treasures, Ye Feng didn't go in to check, no surprise, there must be a witch **** in it.
"Since you are a descendant of the wizard god, then I don't embarrass you, but your strength is really not flattering, let me help you, improve your realm, it can be considered as the wizard **** before my demise The last thing to do."
The ancestor of fire witch actually wants to help Ye Feng to improve his realm.
"Senior, senior, wait a minute!"
Seeing the terrible power of Fire God exuding from the other party, Ye Feng hurriedly stopped it.
"Aren't you here to let me help you improve?"
Vulcan Zhu Rong's face was incomprehensible. If Ye Feng collects all of the twelve witch gods, he can completely raise the twelve realm, and may even become directly above the immortal.
"There are more important things in front of me, and I need help from seniors."
Of course, Ye Feng wants to improve his strength, and he is very urgent. Unfortunately, he can only lose such a good opportunity, because there is still more important thing for him to do than to improve his strength, to resolve the sword formation outside.
"Let's talk about it, since you are a descendant of the wizard god, I will certainly help you without turning back."
Vulcan Zhu Rong gave up on improving Ye Feng's cultivation level, but asked instead.
Ye Feng briefly talked about the situation outside, hoping that Vulcan Zhu Rong, with the help of the power of flame, could help him crack the sharp golden sword formation outside.
Hearing Ye Feng's narration, Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, basically understood that the descendant of the wizard **** in front of him had encountered a crisis and needed his help to resolve it.
"You have to think about it. There is only one chance. If you miss it, there will be no chance again. Not any witch **** can help you improve your realm."
Zhu Rong asked with certainty, the twelve witch gods are in charge of the world, and each is different. Not any witch **** can help Ye Feng improve his realm.
It's like the wizard **** of wind, only helping Ye Feng wash the marrow and cutting hair, but can't improve the realm.
The water ancestor witch can raise the realm, and the fire witch **** can also. I don’t know if the wood ancestor witch, the earth ancestor witch, and the golden ancestor witch can help oneself raise the realm.
"I have thought about it, and please seniors to take action to help me resolve the immediate crisis."
The sword formation outside has fallen on top of Ye Feng's head, and even Ye Feng feels bursts of tingling, and after a few more breaths, the sword formation will fall completely.
"Okay, then I will take action to help you dissolve these Jin Rui Qi!"
Vulcan Zhu Rong did not hesitate, and turned into a phoenix again. He flew out of here, and the outside world instantly changed and turned into a red ocean.
The sky full of flames appeared, and even the space was ignited. The golden long swords were melting away, unable to withstand the power of the Phoenix's essence fire.
The long swords that were about to fall disappeared one after another, and Ye Feng's crisis was lifted. Thanks to Zhu Rong, the **** of fire.
Looking at the complete disappearance of the phoenix, Ye Feng sighed with emotion. The twelve witch gods have ruled an entire era. Unfortunately, as the times have changed, the witch gods have gradually fallen and drowned in the dust of history. I don't know where the other witch gods are now.
The spirit of Ruijin disappeared, and a portal appeared, leading to the seventh floor.
Stepping into the portal, Ye Feng felt his body lighten. Entering the octagonal building, it was still the Jianzhuxing Pavilion.
Unconsciously, it has been nearly ten days since Ye Feng came in. During this time, many people have stayed in the deadlock forever.
Someone also returned from the life without success and returned directly to the outside, continuing to wait. After all, Jianzhuxing Pavilion opened in twenty days.
"The Jianzhuxing Pavilion this time seems to be different from previous years. There are treasures in the life gate. This time some talented disciples have grabbed good things, and even the dead gate is different. Stock vitality."
Outside Jian Zhuxing Pavilion, many warriors were discussing in twos and threes, and something appeared in the life gate, causing countless people to flood in frantically.
If you can get the ancient fairy artifacts~IndoMTL.com~, it is definitely a treasure. When you go back outside, you will be able to master the situation.
If you can get the elixir, you will be in the water. From then on, the wind will go smoothly.
"Yes, it's a pity that I just broke into the fifth floor, so I couldn't resist the formation inside and was sent out directly."
One sighed again. Fortunately, it was the gate of life that entered. If it were the gate of death, I am afraid that it would have died long ago.
Some people sighed, some people looked forward to it, and some people turned their eyes steadily to see who could go higher, and if they could steal the treasure in secret.
And Ye Feng didn't know all of this. He was already on the seventh floor, and his eyes swept around. There was a sharp golden aura on this layer. No accident on the seventh floor, it should also be the power of sharp golden.
Sure enough, at a corner of the wall not far away, Ye Feng saw a huge stone the size of a water tank. It was shining golden and looked like a rare treasure.
Moreover, in the middle of the golden boulder, there was a halo with witch energy billowing on it, and another witch **** was born.
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