Eight Desolate Sword God

“One hour, this leaf morning wind actually insisted on it, and it is still in a state of cultivation, it is incredible.”

The elders in black are not at ease with the safety of Ye Chenfeng. They have been guarding outside the seven-fold space of the Gravity Cave. When he looks through the light grotto outside the grotto, he sees the blood of the leaf is like the old man. With a terrible weight, when it entered the state of cultivation, it revealed an incredible color.

“It seems that my Tianhuo Wufu really got rid of the baby this time.” The black elders showed a faint smile, no longer worried about the safety of Ye Chenfeng, turned and left.

At this time, although Ye Chenfeng forced into the cultivation state, his physical pain was still not relieved. The muscles of the whole body were torn by the terrible pressure again and again, and he was repaired by his six-pulse gods again and again.

Between tearing and repairing, Ye Chenfeng’s physical strength is slowly increased, and the physical strength is also slightly increased.

Compared with physical pain, the pain caused by Ye Chenfeng’s forced quenching of the internal organs is even stronger.

With the terrible weight, Ye Chenfeng infiltrated into the internal organs every time, and there was a feeling of wearing a heart, and he died and died.

With the increasing penetration of his internal organs, the horrible potion madly tempered his heart and lungs, tearing his meridians, causing a large amount of blood to permeate.

It can be said that Ye Chenfeng’s move is very bold. If it’s not that his whole body is like a wolf, or his mind is not firm, he may fall short and explode.

But with the exudation of blood, the impurities in the leaves of Ye Chenfeng were discharged a little bit outside the body, and the flesh began to slowly change.

“Well, he actually persisted.”

The woman in black did not expect to use the strength of Ye Chenfeng’s second-level illusionist, and she could stick to the day under seven weights without withdrawing, revealing a strange color.

Because even if she is in the third-level beast, she will not easily enter here to practice, and Ye Chenfeng’s second-level illusionist realm will do it, which gives her a bit of interest in Ye Chenfeng. .

Time went by, and Ye Chenfeng, who relied on a stubborn persistence, gradually adapted to this high-intensity pain and torture, and smoothly entered the state of emptyness.

After eight days of painstaking cultivation, Ye Chenfeng quenched the medicinal power of Jiuqu Lingdan into the internal organs, forcing a large amount of impurities, and letting the internal organs complete the transformation of about 20%.

If Ye Chenfeng uses all the powers of Jiuqu Lingdan for cultivation, then he has great hope to break through to the realm of the third-level Eudemons, and to cultivate the six-pulse gods, but only cultivate the dirty environment. The two-degree degree shows how difficult it is to cultivate the flesh.

“Twenty thousand pounds of force.”

Ye Chenfeng silently sensed the changes in the body. Surprisingly, the simple physical strength has increased from 15,000 kilograms to 20,000 kilograms, and the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

There are still two days to go through the cultivation period. Ye Chenfeng did not continue to practice, and there was a strong physical force. With tremendous space pressure, he stood up in a difficult way and left the seventh space of the Gravity Cave.

When Ye Chenfeng left, the woman in black who had been practicing in the dark corner opened her eyes, glanced at him and entered the state of cultivation.

Before leaving the grotto, Ye Chenfeng immediately felt that the muscles of the whole body were full of strength, and the speed of the soul that was compressed to the limit increased by half, so that he deeply realized that the benefits of cultivation in the grottoes were firm. Continue to cultivate the idea.

“Ye Chenfeng, how did you come out early, how can you not hold on?”

The elders in black saw Ye Chenfeng coming out of the grottoes two days earlier, asking for a faint smile.

Those words, but the black elders know that the realm of the second-class Eudemons, from the seven-fold space of the Gravity Cave, has definitely created the record of Tianhuo Wufu.

“No, I am going to continue for another fifteen days.”

Ye Chenfeng shook his head and took out seven hundred and fifty pieces of soul crystal from the Qiankun bag and handed it to the black elders.

“Continue for another fifteen days, can you really bear the weight of the gravity grotto?” The black-haired elder brows a stunned look and looks at him like a monster.

He can’t imagine how Ye Chenfeng, who is only in the realm of the second-level Eudemons, can have such terrible physical endurance.

“Well, I basically adapted to the weight of the seventh heavy space of the grotto.” Ye Chenfeng nodded and said.

“Okay, then you can continue to practice.”

The elders in black repeatedly looked at Ye Chenfeng’s eyes and found that although his realm did not improve, his body was stronger, and his surprise was stronger.

“Thank you for the elders.”

When finished, Ye Chenfeng turned and left, and returned to the seven-fold space of the Gravity Cave.

“Well, how come he is back.”

The woman in black who just entered the state of cultivation suddenly found that Ye Chenfeng went back and showed a hint of unexpected color.

Feeling the black woman observing herself in the dark, Ye Chenfeng responded with a smile, took out the second nine-curve Ling Dan from the Qiankun bag, swallowed it, endured the pain caused by the quenching body, and continued to practice. Six veins.

As time went by, with the more and more medicinal power of the nine sinus sinus absorbed by the internal organs, Ye Chenfeng’s breathing became longer and stronger, and the power of blood in the body became stronger, and a thin layer of qi appeared. On the surface of his skin, help him resist the seven gravity pressure.

After about 12 days or so, Ye Chenfeng forced the second Jiuqu Lingdan’s potency to be tempered into the internal organs with a strong weight, and cultivated the dirty environment to 40%. The physical strength has reached an astonishing 25,000 kilograms.

And his own realm has also increased, and he is on the verge of breaking through without knowing it.

“Call!”

Ye Chenfeng opened his closed eyes and spit out a breath. His breath was deep and his breath was full. This is a manifestation of a small environment.

And if the cultivation of the dirty environment is cultivated into the realm of Dacheng, the breath can be faintly stunned, extremely embarrassing.

“If you want to cultivate the dirty environment to more than 50% of the realm, it is impossible to estimate it in the short term.”

Although Ye Chenfeng still has a nine-lingering spirit, but taking two nine-curve Lingdan in succession, his body has a strong resistance to Jiuqu Lingdan. In desperation, he will be the eight-character drug. Dan took it out and prepared to hit the realm of the third-level Eudemons.

Ye Chenfeng simply ate something, filled the stomach, took the Yuandan from the Qiankun bag, swallowed it in the stomach, and operated the Soul Eater for refining.

In order to lay a solid foundation, Ye Chenfeng, who is on the verge of breaking through the edge, is not rushing to break through the realm, but constantly suppresses the realm and waits for the soul to overflow.

Finally, when Ye Chenfeng practiced in the seventh space of the Gravity Cave until the 16th day, he completely refining the power of the Yuanyuan Dan, and the soul of the brain overflowed, naturally breaking through the realm and reaching the third-level illusion. The realm of the beastmaster.