Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 614 The Body of the Devil

"Huhu, finally rushed in."

Almost consuming 90% of the sword spirit puppet's power, he rushed outside the black temple, his body was seriously injured, and Ye Chenfeng, who was covered in blood, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat on the black stone steps, panting heavily.

And the more seriously injured 'Ying' collapsed to the ground, slightly opening his rosy mouth, and panting weakly.

"The Way of Life, heal!"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath, sat cross-legged on the ground, controlled the ten Daosheng Dao patterns, and recovered his physical injuries. He was ready to completely heal the injury, adjust his state to the best, and then enter the dangerous black temple.

While Ye Chenfeng was doing his best to heal his wounds, 'Shadow' also sat up and took two heaven-level soul pills in a row, which healed his serious injuries.

Time passed by minute by minute, Ye Chenfeng and 'Ying' were like two sculptures, sitting cross-legged on the ground motionless, quickly recovering from their injuries.

In about a day or so, Ye Chenfeng completely healed the severe injuries, took out the dragon's blood flower that had been guarded by the red blood-devouring mosquitoes for many years, swallowed the whole flower, and ran the Soul Eater to refine it. Increase strength.

"What a pure dragon power, this dragon blood flower is definitely bred from dragon blood."

When refining the dragon's blood flower, Ye Chenfeng felt that the dragon's power contained in the dragon's blood flower was not weaker than the dragon's blood fruit that was refined at the beginning. While improving his own soul power, he continued to strengthen the dragon's blood.

And if the fourth-level inverse beastmaster master, consuming the dragon blood flower bred by dragon blood, will at least increase his strength to the realm of Dacheng, but Ye Chenfeng has too deep background, comparable to the strong emperor, and the two-headed blood dragon king surpasses the average soul There are too many beasts, and after refining the whole dragon blood flower, Ye Chenfeng's strength is only slightly improved.

"How much has your injury recovered!"

After refining the dragon's blood flower, Ye Chenfeng did not refine other heaven-level spirits such as Wannian Daolian. He slowly stood up, looked at the 'shadow' who was healing his wounds cross-legged, and asked in a low voice.

"I have basically recovered 80% of my injuries." Shadow let out a sigh of relief, opened his eyes and said.

"I'm going to enter this black temple now, do you want to come with me?" Ye Chenfeng asked while looking at Ying's pale, poignant face.

"Let's go."

'Ying' stood up slowly, followed Ye Chenfeng without fear to the tens of meters high, His Highness made of special materials.

"drink!"

With Ye Chenfeng shouting loudly, his arms exploded with terrifying power, pushing the door of the temple which weighs millions of kilograms forcefully, pushing it open little by little, holding the moonstone and 'shadow' and walked in.

"Sure enough, there is a soul-suppressing stone tablet and a black sarcophagus in this temple."

When the moonstone illuminated the temple, Ye Chenfeng saw a huge soul-soothing stone tablet sitting in the center of the temple. Under the stone tablet was a black coffin with a length of more than two meters and a large number of lines on the surface.

"Jianfeng!"

Looking at the soul-suppressing stone tablet in front of him, Ye Chenfeng saw at a glance that the blade of the Emperor Tianjian was inserted at the top of the stone tablet. If the Emperor Tianjian fused its sharpest blade, its attack power would be greatly improved, reaching Orientation level.

After discovering the Ditian sword, Ye Chenfeng did not immediately take out the Ditian sword and let it fuse with the sword, but released a powerful soul force, which radiated to the top of the temple and sensed the position of Tianjing.

He was going to wait for the sword spirit puppet to devour the sky crystal, further enhance his strength, and then fuse the sword edge, break the soul-suppressing tablet, and release the body of the 'demon' suppressed by the stone tablet.

"there!"

After releasing the powerful soul induction for a while, Ye Chenfeng locked the position of Tianjing hidden on the top of the hall, and went up with the sword spirit puppet to the bottom of the hall.

"Flying Immortal sword, break!"

Ye Chenfeng didn't waste any time. He attacked the sword spirit puppet with all his strength in the most brutal way. He wanted to directly tear the ban on the hidden sky crystal and create an opportunity for the sword spirit puppet to swallow it.

"Boom!"

After being attacked by Ye Chenfeng and the sword spirit puppet, the huge roof trembled, and tens of thousands of ancient patterns appeared on the roof, blending with the mid-grade Tianjing, forming a devastating repressive force, bombarding the Ye Chenfeng and the sword spirit puppet.

Under the increasing pressure of repression, Ye Chenfeng and the sword spirit puppet continued to attack, smashing the repressive force and attacking the space restriction with all their strength.

"Ye Chenfeng, I'll help you!"

'Shadow' took a deep breath, his slender legs suddenly exerted force, facing the surging force of suppression, he appeared beside Ye Chenfeng, holding two swords as thin as cicada wings, interweaving dense sword shadows, Attacking the space restrictions where cracks appear.

Under Ye Chenfeng and the sword spirit puppet attacking with all their might, the space restriction was torn apart little by little, revealing the middle-grade Tianjing of the temple hub.

"Sword Spirit puppet, devour!"

Seeing that the top of his head was like a crystal, the size of a fist, covered with polygons and corners, and the middle-grade Tianjing contained vast energy, Ye Chenfeng immediately ordered the sword spirit puppet to devour the Tianjing.

"Boom boom boom!"

When the sword spirit puppet devoured the mid-grade celestial crystal, the repressive power in the temple dropped rapidly. At this time, a thick black magic energy filled the black sarcophagus immediately, bombarding the soul-suppressing stone tablet like a tide, trying to destroy it. crack.

"Sword Spirit puppet, fully integrated."

Seeing that the body of the 'devil' suppressed by the Soul Requieming Stone Tablet wanted to get out of trouble, Ye Chenfeng immediately ordered the sword spirit puppet to speed up the devouring.

When the black demonic energy attacked the Soul Requieming Stone madly, Ditian Jianfeng immediately released the incomparably sharp sword pattern, which smashed the black demonic energy through the Soul Rejuvenating Monument.

The two powerful attacks intensified and fiercely confronted each other, causing the Soul Requiring Stele to shake violently, and tiny cracks began to spread on the surface of the Soul Requiring Stele.

"Ye Chenfeng, what are we going to do?"

Looking at the more and more cracked stone tablets, 'Shadow' smelled a strong breath of death, his face became pale, and he asked nervously.

"Wait!"

Ye Chenfeng spat out a word, sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly waiting for the sword spirit puppet to devour the mid-grade sky crystal, and the body of the demon cracked the soul-suppressing stone tablet.

While Ye Chenfeng and 'Shadow' were waiting, the terrifying magic hand was hidden outside the black temple, and he was also waiting patiently, waiting for his other body to escape and merge with it.

The black magic energy and the soul-suppressing stone tablet, Ditian Jianfeng fiercely confronted for more than an hour, a huge crack sounded, and a huge crack that penetrated the stone tablet appeared on the surface of the stone tablet.

"I'm finally getting out of trouble. I don't know that this temple is suppressing that part of the 'devil' body."

Looking at the Soul Requiring Stone Stele that was almost broken into two halves, Ye Chenfeng couldn't help showing a dignified look, ready to sacrifice the Emperor Heaven Sword at any time, fused with the extremely sharp sword edge, and fought with all his strength.

Fortunately, after more than an hour of devouring, the sword spirit puppet basically merged with the middle-grade Tianjing, and its own strength reached the level of the fifth-level war beast emperor.

About eight hours later, a surge of demonic energy shattered the thick black coffin lid, and bombarded the stone tablet heavily, cracking the shattered stone tablet in one fell swoop.

The next moment, a black sarcophagus emerged from a stalwart, snake-like body wrapped in demonic energy, venting terrifying demonic energy.

The body of the demon, who had been suppressed for an unknown number of years, got out of trouble.

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