Chapter 1027 Stealing the sky for the blood of the sun!
Qixuanxing, Ye Gucheng walks alone, holding a sharp sword, white clothes fluttering, not stained by dust.
There was a cold look in those starry eyes.
At this point, Ye Gucheng had no choice but to go all the way.
If he can kill all the geniuses in this place, even if he is hostile to all races, he will definitely be able to enter the sight of some big shots and be protected.
"You take care of yourself!"
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded in Ye Gucheng's ears.
Ye Gucheng's pupils shrank suddenly. He originally thought that the mysterious man would use his hand to kill this talented person. But he did not expect that the mysterious man would actually leave him now.
However, Ye Gucheng did not open his mouth to persuade him to stay. The achievements he had shown before were enough to frighten the geniuses living here.
"Thank you!" Ye Gucheng took a deep breath, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed to the void.
Seeing Ye Gucheng's performance like this, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, and he immediately turned around, his eyes full of indifference.
"I will use Ye Gucheng's hand to massacre the geniuses here because it will attract some people's attention!"
Ye Feng's eyes became colder and colder, "It is impossible to hide the actions of Haoyang Qixuanmen from everyone. The forces targeted by Haoyang Qixuanmen will probably not sit still and wait for death."
"and……"
"boom!!!"
As soon as the word fell, the entire Qixuan Star shook violently.
Ye Feng was like a magic dragon, rushing into the ground.
At this moment, outside the Blood Refining Formation, a bronze statue sat cross-legged, its eyes indifferently looking at the collapsing soil.
"boom!"
Suddenly!
Ye Feng's figure appeared in the sight of the bronze statue.
"stiff!"
The bronze statue exuded an aura of ancient vicissitudes. When the word sounded, the rules surged in all directions and turned into turbulent waves. It was also like the vast sea of stars, covering thousands of miles in radius.
"It's Tianzhang!" Ye Feng smiled slightly, but his eyes were full of fear.
The bronze statue has no joy or sadness, and sits cross-legged without moving, as if it has existed forever and will not be broken or destroyed.
Holy Lord!
Ye Feng had goosebumps all over his body. The power of rules here was very strange. It was self-contained and condensed into a world.
These are the rules created by the bronze statue using the small world, and they belong only to him. Once he transforms again, he can become a saint and achieve true eternity.
However, Ye Feng didn't have the slightest fear.
With his current strength, he can't defeat the Holy Lord, but if he breaks the Qixuan Star, there will still be no problem.
The rules of destruction surged around Ye Feng's body, and colorful colors appeared in his eyes. His exposed skin became whiter, as if made of ivory, and revealed a strong aura.
"Senior, you shouldn't be here in person, right?" Ye Feng said coldly.
The bronze statue looked at Ye Feng indifferently, "You are very good at breaking the curse of fate and achieving Tianzhi. But it only takes me a quarter of an hour to kill you. Even if it's a clone, it won't take much effort to kill you."
"certainly!"
After listening to the words of the bronze statue, Ye Feng showed a happy smile on his face and said: "But before the senior kills the junior, the junior also has the confidence to break this place and expose the Sky-stealing Blood Refining Formation to the world."
"Do you recognize this formation?" There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the bronze statue. The Blood Refining Formation of Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun is an ancient evil formation. Even a saint may not be able to recognize it.
"I was lucky enough to see it in an ancient book!" Ye Feng's smile faded, he stared at the bronze statue and said, "Senior, can we talk now?"
"First give me a slap!!!"
"Boom!!!"
The bronze statue suddenly reached out its hand, and it squirmed like water. The palm of its hand was like a whirlpool, and the endless power of rules surged in it.
The world in the palm of your hand.
This bronze statue condenses the small world in the palm of its hand. When a palm falls, it is equivalent to the arrival of a world, which also contains the power of strange rules.
"Roar!!!"
Ye Feng roared, the colorful wings behind his back suddenly spread out, and his right hand became a fist and swung out with a bang.
After practicing the Ten Thousand Gods Spirit Tempering Art, Ye Feng's physical strength has improved a lot. He also wants to try to see how big the gap between himself and the Holy Lord is.
The middle star position can be divided into saints, ancient saints, and heavenly saints.
In the great star position, there are also Heavenly Lords, Great Heavenly Lords, and Holy Lords.
Each of its realms is like a chasm, difficult to cross.
"ah!!!"
A punch hit the bronze man's extended palm, and a look of pain appeared on Ye Feng's face. The entire fist was cracking, and the cracks were spreading towards his arm.
"Is this the power of the Holy Lord?"
Strong, too strong.
Especially the power of rules is like a steady stream of stormy waves.
Although the level of the rules of destruction was very high, Ye Feng could only condense a small amount and was instantly covered by the endless power of the rules.
"Meteor Step!!!"
"call out!"
In an instant, Ye Feng appeared next to the Blood Refining Formation. His right hand had healed itself. There was fear in his eyes as he stared at the bronze man, "Senior, I have to say, if you want to kill this junior, it's really easy. But
, this junior still has some strength to resist."
The nails were dark, and they were slowly scratching towards the faintly visible lines.
"Senior, as Tianzhang, with my power of three annihilations, even if I can't destroy the Blood Refining Formation, I can still cause you a lot of trouble, right?"
The bronze statue didn't seem to hear Ye Feng's threat. He slowly palmed his hands, but his words were still as calm as ever, "I said, as long as you take the palm, we can talk."
"Thank you, senior!"
Ye Feng grinned, but he didn't dare to stay away from the Blood Refining Formation. As long as he stood here, the bronze statue would be intimidated and he wouldn't dare to mess around.
"Zhang, tell me!" The bronze statue did not stand up from the beginning to the end, its eyes were cold, and it looked at Ye Feng as if it were a plant or tree. Even if Ye Feng could take his palm, it would still be like this.
Saints like the bronze statue have rarely been born, and they are all cultivating in seclusion, hoping to break through to the realm of saints.
"May I ask, senior, what is your identity in Haoyang Qixuanmen?"
"Elder Tian!"
Ye Feng's heart trembled. He had learned about the ranks of the Haoyang Qixuan Sect. Elder Tian was a person above the sect master. He was the most prominent and most senior among the supreme elders.
Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, becoming even more wary of the bronze statue. Who knows if this old monster, which has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, might have some hidden trump card to kill him.
"Senior, I wonder how you plan to use stealing the sky to exchange blood for the sun?"
"You want to know?"
Suddenly, the bronze statue smiled for the first time. The smile was very forced and stiff, giving people a creepy feeling.
Facing the bronze statue's smile, Ye Feng felt an inexplicable panic.
"think!"
However, Ye Feng still gritted his teeth and said, "I wonder if senior can tell me."
"Can!"
So simple?
"I will not only tell you how to use the blood of stealing the sky and trading the sun, but I will also give you the blood of stealing the sky and trading the sun!"
"ah?"
Ye Feng's expression was stunned, his eyes were full of confusion, and he cursed secretly in his heart, "He is indeed an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. Every move, every word, and every deed is weird. Damn it, I don't know it at all."
