Eight Desolate Sword God

Chapter 1084

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"Boom!"

The deafening sound of restraint sounded, and the silver-faced genius entered the valley, causing thousands of huge waves, and boundless formations appeared, carrying shocking and killing power, bombarding his body, trying to crush him.

Facing the attack of the formation pattern coming from all directions, the silver-faced genius moved both hands together, and controlled the four beast flags to condense a powerful formation pattern with phantom shadows of the four beasts emerging, covering his body.

And when the attack formation patterns that came from the attack one after another hit the four beast formation diagrams, they disappeared like mud cows entering the sea, without even stirring up a wave.

"Good trick, I never thought that this person has such a deep knowledge of formations, breaking through formations, and breaking the restriction in the valley so easily."

Looking at the silver-faced genius who seemed to have entered the land of no one, Ye Chenfeng showed a hint of surprise, and he understood why he was so confident.

Condensing the formation of four beasts to attack and kill continuously, the silver-faced genius came to the purple ghost flower that had grown for tens of thousands of years. When he reached out to pick the spirit flower, he was attacked.

A powerful soul force was released from the basin-sized flower of the purple ghost flower, trying to blast through his soul sea and tear his soul apart.

But the silver-faced genius's methods were astonishing. He uttered a roar like a dragon's roar, like a tiger's howl, which shattered the soul attack released by the purple ghost flower, broke the flower stem, and picked the precious purple ghost flower.

"Zhu Shiqi, this purple ghost flower is for you!"

The silver-faced genius tapped his toes, flew out of the valley full of powerful formation patterns, returned to Ye Chenfeng, and gave Ye Chenfeng the precious purple ghost flower.

"Are you really so generous to give me the purple ghost flower?"

Ye Chenfeng didn't accept the purple ghost flower handed by the silver-faced genius, and asked.

"Well, I won't hide my purpose anymore. There is a spiritual thing that is very important to me in the ancient medicine garden. As long as you can pick it for me, I don't want any other spiritual things in the ancient medicine garden. And I will do my best to help you pick it!" said the silver-faced genius.

"What spirit do you want in the ancient medicine garden?" Ye Chenfeng asked.

"Death Mandala Flower!" The silver-faced genius said hoarsely.

"Okay, I'll pick the death mandala flower for you, and you pick other ancient elixir for me!"

Although the death mandala flower is extremely valuable, in addition to containing a powerful accident of death, it also contains a magical power that can evolve bloodlines, and its value exceeds that of ordinary datura pills, but for Ye Chenfeng, the blood dragon ginseng is more important. Important, he pondered for a while, finally agreed, and accepted the purple ghost flower from the silver-faced genius.

"Let's go, it's getting dark, let's find a safe place to rest first, and continue to go deep into the ancient ruins tomorrow morning!"

The ancient ruins in the dark are even more dangerous. Before dark, the two found a relatively safe cave and got into it to rest.

"I don't know your name yet?"

Ye Chenfeng leaned against the cold cave wall, took a sip of the green bamboo leaf wine, looked at the silver-faced genius with a mysterious background, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, and asked.

"Xia Wen!"

The silver-faced genius said in a hoarse voice.

"By the way, are you a man?"

The corners of Ye Chenfeng's mouth turned up slightly, exposing a slight arc, and asked intriguingly.

"What do you mean by that!"

Xia Wen's deep eyes shot out two cold rays, and asked coldly.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised, how can there be a faint smell of powder on a big man." Ye Chenfeng said with a smile.

"Dog nose!" Xia Wen spat out three words, ignored Ye Chenfeng, and continued to close his eyes and adjust his breath.

Ye Chenfeng: "..."

The night is getting deeper and deeper.

Ye Chenfeng saw that Xia Wen had completely entered the state of cultivation, took out the purple ghost flower she had given him, spit out a mouthful of Heiyan Tianhuo, melted it, refined the pure spirit liquid, and swallowed it in his stomach.

Suddenly, a large amount of soul power erupted from Ye Chenfeng's mouth, pouring into his soul sea frantically.

"Sword Soul, Rong!"

Ye Chenfeng did not integrate the soul power contained in the purple ghost flower into the Blood Dragon Emperor, but integrated it into the sword soul to enhance the power of the sword soul.

The night passed quickly. After a night of practice, the soul power contained in the purple ghost flower was fused, and the power of the sword soul was slightly improved, but the amplitude of the attack on Ye Chenfeng increased a lot.

Seeing that it was dawn, the two of them didn't wait long, they flew out of the secluded cave, followed the directions of the map, and continued to fly towards the ancient medicine garden hidden deep in the ancient ruins.

Chapter 855: The River of Death

"According to the map, we should be very close to the Ancient Medicine Garden."

Ye Chenfeng and the two stood on an ancient tree that had grown for an unknown number of years. It was as vigorous as a dragon, tens of meters high, with luxuriant branches and leaves covering an area of one mile. They compared the map in their hands.

"However, if we want to enter the ancient medicine garden, we must first leap over this terrible river of death." Xia Wen pointed to a river course marked on the map.

"Why, is this river of death dangerous?"

Hearing the deep meaning in Xia Wen's words, Ye Chenfeng asked.

"It's very dangerous. Even if you and I work together, if you're unlucky, you might be buried in the river of death." Xia Wen nodded and said.

"What's the danger in this river of death?" Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly and asked.

"Over the river of death, there is a powerful restriction. Ordinary war beast king masters can't fly at all. In the river of death, there are countless heavenly beasts. After countless years of evolution, these heavenly beasts even have ninth-level heavenly beasts. Existence, so if you are unlucky, if you are attacked by a ninth-level celestial beast, you and I may die." Xia Wen said slowly.