Seeing that Patriarch Chen Bo, who had taken away the body of the fierce bear, actually retreated on his own initiative, Ye Feng was quite surprised.
It was obvious that the opponent was not absolutely sure that he could deal with him. The reason why he retreated was to wait until his strength recovered to a certain level before he would attack him.
Therefore, Ye Feng plans to take advantage first!
Extreme speed in space!
A circle of air waves spread around him, and his figure suddenly disappeared, and he chased after him in an instant.
"Boy, ancestor, I won't kill you, but you still dare to catch up?"
Ancestor Chen Bo looked back, furious, raised his hand, and two balls of black energy flew out, turning into a black dragon and roaring, biting Ye Feng fiercely.
The power of the killing sword was condensed between the palms, and the sound of chi chi chi was heard. The two black dragons were chopped into pieces on the spot. The bloody sword energy continued to slash towards the ancestor Chen Bo without losing its force.
Ancestor Chen Bo's face changed. He had no idea that a seventh-level boy could be so strong. He was once a strong man in the Human Immortal Realm. Even if he is now at the peak of the eighth level, he can definitely rival the ninth-level martial artist.
With your respectable strength, could it be that you still can't defeat a seventh-level kid?
Black energy spurted out from his body, and his hands turned into ferocious ghost claws, piercing the sky and grabbing at the bloody sword energy that Ye Feng slashed out.
The sword energy was like a physical weapon, struggling endlessly in his pair of black ghost claws, shaking his hands with blood, his skin and flesh exploding, and blood splattered everywhere.
"So strong? It seems that ancestor, I need to recover to the martial arts level to be able to beat this kid."
Ancestor Chen Bo activated his Poison Technique and finally refined the two bloody sword energies, then turned them into black mist again, drifting rapidly towards the distance.
"Ancestor, it has not been more than 30,000 years since the collapse of the fairy spirit. Are today's young people so powerful?"
Being chased by a seventh-level kid made Patriarch Chen Bo feel frightened and angry. The Martial Emperor realm could have the strength comparable to the Martial Lord level. He really couldn't think of any force in the nine worlds that could cultivate such a person.
Such a monster.
This secret world is the home of the ancestor Chen Bo. Although Ye Feng's spatial speed is very fast, it didn't take long for the ancestor Chen Bo to escape and lose his trace.
On the contrary, since Ye Feng is in this space, Patriarch Chen Bo can know his location anytime and anywhere. Once his strength recovers to a certain level, he will come to fight with him.
However, Ye Feng is not worried about this. He has the power of original space. Once the last resort comes, he can forcibly tear the space of this secret world and escape.
As long as he goes to the outside world and his strength has not yet returned to the fairyland, Patriarch Chen Bo will never dare to act rashly.
The discovery of the secret realm will definitely attract the attention of the higher-ups of the Qilin Saint Clan. At this moment, there must be many strong men from the Demon Realm gathered outside the secret realm.
The fact is exactly what Ye Feng thought. After discovering that people above the ninth level could not enter the secret realm, Commander Qishan reported the matter about this place.
The general of the third legion rushed over immediately. He was a real demon-level powerhouse!
Ye Feng explored around the secret world until a long time passed before a majestic palace appeared in his field of vision.
There are formations around the palace, which are first-level defensive immortal formations superimposed on a first-level fantasy immortal formation.
Although Ye Feng's cultivation level cannot forcefully break through the formation, but with his proficiency in formations, he can use the formation platform to pass through the barriers of the formation unharmed.
After passing through the two immortal formations, he did not step forward rashly, but struck out a palm from a distance and blasted open the palace door.
Looking up, I saw the palace was filled with dazzling brilliance. There were Tao soldiers of various forms flying around in the palace. Among them were swords and Tao soldiers, as well as spears and spears.
Fang Tian painted halberds, bows and arrows, ancient bells, cauldrons, and all kinds of Taoist soldiers.
"This should be the treasure house where Patriarch Chen Bo collected Taoist weapons." Ye Feng was dazzled by what he saw. The Taoist soldiers here are quite spiritual. After all, they are valued by immortal-level powerhouses and collected here. They are not ordinary Taoist soldiers.
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Ye Feng, an expert in art, was bold and strode into the palace immediately.
"laugh!"
A handful of Taoist weapons flew towards him in an instant. Ye Feng reached out to grab it, but felt a stinging pain, and his palm was almost cut off.
This made his expression change. The regeneration power of his immortality talent began to work, and the wounds on his palms healed at an extremely fast speed.
The Taoist soldier that attacked just now was a sharp sword, with the hilt of a green dragon with a ferocious dragon head. The sword's body was radiating cold light, and just the sharp energy it released could tear apart the space.
This Taoist weapon has no one to control it. It is just because it has spirituality and instinctively attacks people who enter the palace. Even so, it has such a powerful attack power. It is obviously a Taoist weapon of the lowest and highest level!
Whoosh!
The green dragon sword struck again, with a strong murderous aura, and it was so far away that people could feel the terrifying aura.
The attack speed of the sword was extremely fast, and it was in front of Ye Feng in the blink of an eye. The sword's light surged, trying to pierce his head.
Ye Feng snorted coldly, and used the magical power of the Heaven Refining Cauldron. The chaotic power condensed into a cauldron, and with a clang, he put the Azure Dragon Sword into the cauldron.
The Qinglong Sword collided everywhere in the cauldron, but the power of chaos was so concentrated that it could not be broken for a moment.
At the same time, Ye Feng stepped out of the formation platform, held the formation formula in his hand, carved the formation pattern with his fingers in the air, and drove it into the cauldron to seal the power of the Azure Dragon Sword.
After a while, the Qinglong Sword stopped trembling and lay quietly in the Heaven Refining Cauldron, its cold light restrained.
Ye Feng's face was filled with joy and he couldn't help laughing. He immediately used the magical power of the Heavenly Cauldron and cooperated with the formation seal to continue to collect other Taoist soldiers in the hall.
"My killing heavy sword is of too low a grade and is not as strong as my body. When all these high-grade Taoist soldiers are thrown into the creation furnace and returned to their origins, we can use these ninth-level materials to recast the killing sword!"
At this moment, there was a sudden fluctuation outside the palace. Ye Feng followed the sound and saw figures passing through the two immortal formations outside and arriving at the gate of the palace.
"Besides me, is there anyone who can pass through the barrier of the Immortal Formation?" Ye Feng looked surprised.
Suddenly, he saw these figures coming through the immortal formation. They all looked exactly the same, and they were all the images of ancestor Chen Bo.
Ye Feng suddenly realized that the formations in this secret realm were all arranged by the ancestor Chen Bo. He knew these formations well and could naturally enter and exit freely.
Moreover, after the ancestor Chen Bo devoured the fierce bear, he apparently also took the bodies of other demon cultivators. Ye Feng squinted and saw that the number of people who passed through the immortal formation and came to the door of the palace was no more than no less.
, exactly eight.
"Little bastard, how dare you come and steal your ancestor's treasure?" Eight identical Chen Bo ancestors shouted in unison, all with stern voices.
Ye Feng laughed loudly, stood in the palace, and said calmly: "What do you call your treasure? I took it away, and my surname is Ye!"
"I don't know whether to live or die! My ancestor will kill you now and then take your body!"
Ancestor Chen Bo roared angrily, and all eight avatars rushed forward. With a move, the eight Taoist weapons in the hall turned into beams of light and flew into the hands of these people.
These Taoist soldiers were originally left here by the ancestor Chen Bo, and they knew the secret method of taking them away. Unlike Ye Feng, who needed brute force to forcefully suppress the seal.
The Tao soldiers collected in this palace are at the lowest level and are at the top level. Ye Feng's physical body cannot resist. In addition, these eight incarnations of ancestor Chen Bo are all at the peak level of martial saints. It can be said that they occupy the top position everywhere.
opportunities and advantages.
Ye Feng immediately activated the mad god talent. After the fusion of madness and immortality talents, he would not be in a weak state even after going mad, so he could start a killing war at any time without restraint.
In an instant, eight Taoist soldiers came to attack him simultaneously. Ye Feng raised his hand to hit the Heaven Refining Cauldron, but was instantly torn into pieces by the eight Taoist soldiers, and then continued to attack him.
"Boy, ancestor, I have a weapon that my eight incarnations have taken advantage of. Let's see if you survive this time!" Ancestor Chen Bo said with a sinister sneer.
"Old guy, don't be too happy too early."
Ye Feng remained unmoved and watched as the eight Taoist soldiers were slashed towards him. A gap opened between his eyebrows, and the furnace of creation flew out. He immediately put all the eight Taoist soldiers into the furnace.
The eight incarnations of Patriarch Chen Bo obviously did not expect such a situation to occur. They were inexplicably surprised, looked horrified, and immediately retreated.
"There are many Taoist soldiers in the main hall. You can use them as you like. I will definitely accept them all!"
Ye Feng raised his head and laughed, his long blood-red hair flying behind his head. He took a step forward, and the space started to move very quickly, spanning dozens of feet.
He struck out with a palm and struck an avatar on the chest. The avatar, whose cultivation had reached the peak of the Martial Saint level, exploded with a loud bang. Ye Feng left a clearly visible five-finger palm print in the space where he was.
The remaining seven avatars roared and took action one after another, each using their magical powers to attack Ye Feng.
"Killing Sword Armor!"
A set of battle armor that was as red as blood and flashed with sharp swords appeared on his body. Ye Feng resisted the attacks of seven peak martial saints. He suddenly turned around, grabbed the shoulder of one of them with both hands, and tore it apart with all his strength.
He tore the body of this peak martial saint into two halves.
"Space storm!"
Ye Feng raised his leg and swept away, the space was torn apart, dark storms broke out, and another peak-level incarnation of the Martial Saint was torn apart.
If the eight peak-level martial saint incarnations of ancestor Chen Bo are a pack of wolves, then Ye Feng is a ferocious war dragon. When the power of the Mad God is activated, it is completely sweeping, and there is no one enemy.
"His uncle, where did this kid come from? How could he be so powerful in the Martial Emperor realm?"
In the blink of an eye, six of the eight avatars were killed by Ye Feng, and the remaining two quickly retreated, their expressions becoming extremely ugly.
Ye Feng planted his feet on the ground, and the palace behind him shook suddenly and almost collapsed. He stood up and killed the last two incarnations.
"Boy, don't be arrogant, look at your ancestor's magical powers!"
One of the incarnations of ancestor Chen Bo sneered, suddenly opened his mouth, and sucked in the incarnation next to him and swallowed it.
At the same time, the six avatars killed by Ye Feng also floated a cloud of black energy, and they all disappeared into the mouth of the only avatar.
An extremely powerful aura was transmitted from the body of this incarnation, condensing the essence of eight peak martial saints. If he digested and absorbed these essences, his strength would inevitably soar to the martial master level!
"Do you think I will give you this chance?"
Ye Feng walked over with a sneer. Chen Bo, the ancestor of Chen Bo, would definitely not be able to refine the essence of the seven peak martial saints for a while. As long as he was killed before he could refine the essence, he would not have the slightest chance of refining it.
It's threatening.
Patriarch Chen Bo obviously saw Ye Feng's intention, and immediately screamed strangely and fled towards the immortal formation behind him.
The space was activated at an extremely fast speed, and Ye Feng appeared behind him in an instant, with his fingers spread out, the Heavenly Refining Cauldron condensed, and the roar suppressed the cover.
"You bastard, I'm not done with you, ancestor!"
Ancestor Chen Bo spit out two Taoist weapons from his mouth to resist the Heavenly Refining Cauldron, then jumped up with his big belly in his arms, ran wildly, and fled into the defensive immortal formation.
"Old guy, what if you escaped into the immortal formation? I will move all the treasures collected in your palace away now!"
ps: One and a half million words, time flies so fast...