"I still have to practice, you can rest yourself!"
Ye Chenfeng with a calm demeanor drank the wine in his glass, returned to the top floor of the ancient pavilion, and cast the mirror image clone on the top floor, leaving a mirror image on the top floor, and the real body came to the universe.
"Hmph, sooner or later, I want you to bow down under my pomegranate skirt and be my servant!"
After Ye Chenfeng left, Yue Fei'er, who was deeply in the city, changed her face, but she was full of confidence in her appearance and charm, and believed that sooner or later she would be able to subdue Ye Chenfeng and let him climb into her bed obediently.
"Ancestral Sword Soul, Melt!"
The arrival of Yue Fei'er did not have any influence on Ye Chenfeng. He got rid of all distracting thoughts and devoted himself to cultivating at thirty times the speed of time. He melted two holy sword crystals into the ancestor-level sword soul, and accelerated the speed of the ancestors. The transformation speed of the super sword soul makes the attack power of the ancestor sword soul reach the extreme of the low-rank ancestor weapon.
After smelting the Holy Sword Crystal, Ye Chenfeng focused on multitasking, while controlling the God Devouring Brain to comprehend the ancestral Taoist stele, and at the same time controlling the Primordial Blood to refine the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon with all his strength.
Soon, three months passed by the outside world.
"How about asking the sky, is there anything unusual about Ye Chenfeng?"
Wearing a gray robe, the Pofa Sword exuding a strong sword intent came to Po Wentian's practice secret room and asked in a low voice.
"According to the news from Yue'er, that Ye Chenfeng has been practicing in seclusion for the past three months, and she hasn't even seen Ye Chenfeng during this period!" Po Wentian opened his closed eyes, slowly Said slowly.
"I said, why did Ye Chenfeng cultivate to such a state at such a young age, and even tempered it into an ancestor-level sword soul? He turned out to be a cultivator lunatic!" Pofajian said with a faint smile: "But this is very difficult for me. For Shan Jianzong, it is good news, we need exactly this kind of person."
"I think so too. It would be better if he has been practicing for more than a year, so that we can save our worries and increase the chances of my Mountain-Breaking Sword Sect winning the Sword Palace battle!" Po Wentian nodded.
"Tell Yue'er, continue to observe Ye Chenfeng, and it's best to find a chance to coax him to bed, so that we can control him better!" Pofajian said.
"Don't worry, master, I know what to do." Po Wentian nodded and said.
"The meaning of the five elements, transformation!"
"The will of heaven and earth, transformation!"
"The will of life and death, transformation!"
"The meaning of illusion, transformation!"
"Heavenly way, metamorphosis!"
Ye Chenfeng comprehended the ancestral Taoist stele at thirty times the speed of time for nearly fifteen years, and finally raised the comprehension of the five principles of the Tao to the realm of the ancestral Taoist map. There are only more than eight months left in the battle for the Sword Palace.
The five great ideas have been sublimated one after another, and Ye Chenfeng's combat power has been greatly improved. Whether he uses the Wushen Sword, the Chaos Wuji, or the Three Thousand Transforming God Fist, the power is doubled.
After cultivating the five great principles to the level of the ancestral map, Ye Chenfeng put all his energy on refining the eyes of the ancestral dragon.
After nearly fifteen years of tempering with the blood of Hongmeng, Ye Chenfeng refined the eye of the ancestral dragon onto his forehead, but the power contained in the eye of the ancestral dragon bestowed to him by the dragon god was too terrifying, and he couldn't do it for a while. Wield the full power of the Eye of the Zulong.
"Zizizi!"
Nourished by the blood of Primordial Origin and refined by the fire of natal life, the connection between Zulong's Eye and Ye Chenfeng became closer and closer.
Finally, after Ye Chenfeng's unremitting efforts, the Zulong's Eye and Ye Chenfeng completely merged.
"Eye of the Zulong!"
Fusion of the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon, Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the attack of the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon. When a ferocious vertical eye burst open on his forehead, the ten thousand zhang light seemed to penetrate nine heavens and ten earths, and the attack went far away, directly smashing the extremely tough The fifth-level space of the Qiankun Realm was torn apart, almost piercing through the Qiankun Realm.
"Not bad, the attack power of the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon really didn't disappoint me, it didn't waste all my years of tempering!"
Ye Chenfeng was very satisfied with the attack power of the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon. He felt that if the attack power of the Eye of the Ancestral Dragon was brought into full play, it would be comparable to the way of using an imperial weapon and hitting the death scythe.
As for the consumption of controlling the attack of the Ancestral Dragon's Eye, he didn't take it to heart at all.
With the blood of Hongmeng, he can use the eye of the ancestral dragon without any scruples. If he uses the several great ancestral weapons in his hands properly, Ye Chenfeng feels that he is fully capable of beheading the four-star Taoist ancestor.
Chapter 1874 One point to kill
"Yue Fei'er, what are you doing?"
Refining the Eye of the Zulong, Ye Chenfeng left the gate, dispelled the mirror image clone, came outside the ancient pavilion, and saw Yue Feier wearing a tulle skirt, lying very comfortably on a clear bed in the Yanjian Peak. Take a rest in the secluded pool.
"ah!"
Hearing Ye Chenfeng's voice, Yue Fei'er, who was enjoying herself, was startled, and hurriedly crawled out of the pool, and appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng wetly with a pair of white and tender feet.
Under the soaking of the pool water, the tulle short skirt on Yue Feier's body was tightly attached to her body, revealing her dazzling hot body and long snow-white legs. With Ye Chenfeng's eyesight, I also vaguely saw two tall little grapes on her tall jade peak.
"Ye, Ye Gongfu, you're out of customs!"
Although Yue Fei'er knew that she was wearing tulle, revealing a lot of attractive spring, but she didn't show a trace of coercion, she looked at Ye Chenfeng with flushed cheeks, and said coquettishly.
"Well, get dressed and take me to the Poshan Sword Sect!"
Ye Chenfeng glanced at Yue Fei'er's hot body, nodded, and said coldly.
"Yes, Ye Fufeng!"
Yue Fei'er nodded, ran into the ancient pavilion with a pair of bare feet, quickly dressed neatly, put on a long snow-white floral dress, and walked out of the ancient pavilion.
"What's so interesting about this Baijian Peak?"
Ye Chenfeng controlled the powerful fairy aura to form a cloud under his feet, and slowly flew out of Yanjian Peak with the charming Yue Fei'er, asking in a low voice.