Genius Sword Immortal

This is a small tripod that is almost tall and tall. It is black in color and engraved with mysterious and mysterious engravings. It looks very strange.

"This fluctuation seems to be good for the soul."

Ye Feng’s knowledge glanced behind him and found that the female ghost who followed it was immediately refreshed when the fluctuations emanating from this small trip were reached.

"I don't know what it is, but I will take it first."

Ye Feng will lift his hand and “唰” will take the little Ding into the ancient sword of the Dragon Sword.

"Ok?"

The female ghost just came up from behind and was a little refreshed by the fluctuations of Xiao Ding, but she didn’t feel that moment, so she couldn’t help.

Taking a closer look, Ye Feng even waved her hand to hide her one hundred and twenty years of Xiaoding!

"you you you!"

The female ghost was shocked, but it was as tall as a human being. How did this person suddenly disappear?

"What am I?"

Ye Feng glanced at her: "Tell me what you know about this little tripod. I can consider helping you. I believe you don't want to be a ghost in the future?"

Not only that, but without the moisturization of Xiao Ding, and no Ye Feng to revive it, the length of time that this female ghost can exist is uncertain.

I am not sure, after a few days, the soul will fly away.

"I……"

The female ghost was shocked by Ye Feng’s means. She couldn’t speak for a long time. After thinking for a moment, she finally said what she knew about this little trip in accordance with Ye Feng’s request.

It turned out that in the cult of the corpse, this person is as tall as the small Ding called the soul of the soul, with the effect of the soul of the soul, is a good thing passed down by the ancestors.

However, its specific efficacy, no one can understand the corpse.

The female ghost only knows that her soul is in possession and can exist for a long time consciously, at least for 120 years without dissipating.

As for how long it can last, she doesn't even know.

In normal times, cultivating the corpse teaches to use this **** to ritual ancestors and so on, and there is not much practical use, but there is no doubt that the cultivator's attention to this spirit is self-evident.

This is the place where the ancestors worshipped the ancestors, the ordinary things, and they were able to enter the ancestral halls casually?

Undoubtedly, when the soul of the gods disappeared, the people who rushed to teach the corpse must be thoroughly inspected, and even the current Ye Feng could not escape the scope of the corpse.

The female ghost said her fears, and Ye Feng smiled.

"You still worry about yourself. Do you want to wander in the soul state to the soul? If you don't want to die like this, I can consider considering it for you. You can consider it yourself."

What Ye Feng said is of course to make it a soul repair, but if you accept it, you still have to look at herself.

Moreover, this female ghost was also practicing the martial arts mind before he was alive. If he cultivated the soul to control the soul, he should have certain rejection.

However, things are not that simple.

The female ghost has been hiding in the soul for 120 years. It may be that the nature of the soul has changed. It is completely unknown whether or not the soul can be cultivated.

Ye Feng also wants to take her to do some experiments, and know more about some of these things.

"How can you help me?"

The female ghost heard Ye Feng say so, looks strange.

She has died for more than 120 years. What can Ye Feng do to help her? To know that she is a soul, the average person can not find her.

Although Ye Feng is a bit tolerant, but I want to help a soul, I am afraid it is not so easy...

Ye Feng did not tell her the details, just said: "I can help you, let you practice in a soulful posture, and exist as long as possible."

After saying this, he did not pay attention to the reaction of the female ghost, and ran out in the front of the ancestral hall in three or two steps.

Because he felt that the front hall of the Ancestral Hall was finally coming.

"Who dares to rush to slay the patriarchs! Is it daring to swear that he is not fast enough?"

A rough man's voice came in from the outside, followed by a rotten scent of the body, and the sound came in.

Obviously, the other person does not intend to say anything more to the people who broke into the ancestral hall, but is prepared to kill him directly.

After all, Ye Feng has already killed two disciples who have been cultivating corpses. This hatred is enough for any martial art in today's martial arts world.

Hey! Hey!

Two rotten corpses broke into the ancestral hall, and they cut off a redwood pillar in the ancestral hall. The fierce face looked at the young black leaf shirt Ye Feng at the entrance of the ancestral apse.

Each of these two bodies has the strength to be repaired for 30 to 40 years, and it is fast-moving, with no sense of delay.

Between the clouds and the water, two bodies have come to Ye Feng, waving the poisonous two-claws, swept over Ye Feng, stinking, making people sick.

"dead!"

Followed by a thick clothed man, his face was murderous, looking at Ye Feng like a dead man, as if he saw the end of Ye Feng's body being torn apart by pieces.

The female ghost is still available in the apse, but she has already felt the temperament of the two bodies, and she is scared to appear.

"This kid, there are so many fierce!"

The female ghost thought, hiding behind her and watching it quietly.

The strength of these two bodies is not comparable to the previous two elite disciples, and the stranger who is acting in the corpse is extremely fierce but the murderer is extremely hot!

The person who fell in his hands never left the whole body, either torn into pieces or cut into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the two bodies have already rushed to the front of Ye Feng, and they have a disgusting rot.

"Noisy."

Ye Feng looked cold and cold, and he was really tempted to put the other party in his eyes.

With his current fifty-five years of training, he has been converted into a martial arts world with a hundred and ten years of cultivation, not to mention that he is still a cultivator, and he is even less afraid of the two bodies in front of him.

The blue sword light flashed past.

The heads of the two bodies have already risen high, and under the effect of tyranny, the bodies of the two bodies were blown up, and the fragments of the decaying bodies were suddenly blown up everywhere.

puff!

I haven't waited for the rough man, that is, the butcher Li Gang reacted, and the blue sword light has already reached his front, and the lightning is not enough to cover his throat.

"This person is a murderous person in the world, and killing is also killing the people."

Ye Feng stopped his body and said, faintly, looked up.

A row of cadres who are rushing to teach themselves are coming from outside, just to see the scene of Ye Fengjian’s butcher Li Gang.

For a moment, everyone was amazed and stopped in a hurry.

"Who are you, dare to smack me to slay the patriarch?"

An old man wrapped in a shroud walked in the front, only revealing a pair of weird eyes, staring at Ye Feng and asking.