Great Sword Master

The blood moon hangs high, shining on the gray sky and earth.

The dark wind roared past like heavy waves, and the aura of death moved with the wind. The hundred-foot-long portal stood erect forever, and figures with powerful auras dominated the surroundings.

After a while, there was a strong underworld energy puffing out from the gate of the underworld.

However, a figure surrounded by endless death energy rushed out instantly.

"Ming Changliu, I didn't find the human race you mentioned, and I'm afraid neither did your two guards..."

The star quasi-emperor fell in front of Ming Changliu, who was disguised by Chen Feng, and said in a solemn voice. You don't need to say more to understand what it means.

"Thank you, sir."

Chen Feng responded with a heavy heart, bowed slightly, gritted his teeth, and his eyes shone with a cold light.

"When my cultivation level increases and I become stronger, I will definitely find that human race to take revenge."

The expression of grief and anger, and the words full of anger and murderous intent, made Chen Feng couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up.

It's just perfectly disguised.

Then, Chen Feng said goodbye and left. He wanted to return to the Feng Clan, but he didn't have to go on his own and could just pass through the teleportation portal. It has to be said that at this point, the underworld is indeed more complete than the great world of Shenhuang.

According to various information obtained by Chen Feng from interrogating the three Nether Clan.

The underworld is vast and vast. There are countless kingdoms in it, and the Kingdom of Long Night is one of them.

And these underworld kingdoms are also divided into high and low, strong and weak, and can be divided into lower, middle, upper and top suzerain states. The suzerain state stands at the pinnacle of the underworld and dominates a territory. Below it, there are three levels of underworld kingdoms. As a vassal.

The Evernight Underworld is a medium underworld, attached to the sect-level Eternal Dark Underworld.

Chen Feng didn't care about these, he just knew about them in passing to avoid revealing the truth. After all, his main purpose was the Nine-leaf Tianming Flower or the Tianming Pill made from Tianming Flower as the main ingredient.

"I now own more than a dozen Tianming flowers, ranging from three leaves to eight leaves. According to Naming Changliu, a few leaves of Tianming flowers can be refined into several Tianming pills, and their efficacy can be doubled. ”

"If you can't find the Nine-leaf Heavenly Ming Flower, refining the Eight-leaf Heavenly Ming Flower into the Eight-turn Heavenly Ming Pill may be able to restore the foundation of the second ancestor."

Stepping out of the teleportation portal of the Third Underworld City of the Changye Underworld, Chen Feng's thoughts changed.

Breaking into the underworld alone, even though there are strange and secret techniques such as concealing the sky to disguise himself, and it has not been discovered so far, Chen Feng has not relaxed his vigilance at all. If there is a flaw somewhere, it will be a great danger.

This... is the underworld.

In the underworld, according to Ming Changliu, the emperor has not appeared for many years, but there are many quasi-emperor level experts.

Under such circumstances, if you relax or even look down upon others, it is undoubtedly a recipe for death.

"First go back to the Feng clan to investigate. If your identity will not be revealed, then proceed to the next step."

Chen Feng said to himself.

Combining the information from the interrogation with what he saw now, Chen Feng's soul super sense was released again, and it didn't take long to find the location of the Feng clan.

The names of the Ming people are very strange, and the way they are translated into human beings is to use Ming as their surname.

There is no such thing as a sect within the Nether Clan. Basically, the clans form the Netherworld cities, and the Netherworld cities form the Netherworld Kingdom.

The Feng clan is one of the top forces in the Third Underworld City.

Ming Changliu is not the only young master of the Feng clan, but one of the young masters. He is a genius. After all, he can cultivate to the Holy King realm under the age of a hundred. Without enough talent and potential, it is impossible.

But among the young masters, Ming Changliu only belongs to the middle to upper level.

It was precisely because of this that he went to the ancient battlefield to find the Heavenly Flower. Of course, the Heavenly Flower in that dark place was transplanted and planted by his father a hundred years ago. It is speculated that after a hundred years, it should be able to grow to seven years old. The leaves are enough to refine into the Seven-turn Tianming Pill to enhance the foundation.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be an eight-leaf Tianming flower.

If Chen Feng hadn't intervened, Ming Changliu would have been able to get the eight-leaf Tianming flower, bring it back and ask someone to refine it into the Eight-turn Tianming Pill. After taking it, its foundation would increase dramatically, and by then, the talent potential would also increase. The surge.

That means that with higher cultivation and stronger strength, he will be ranked among the top geniuses in Changye Ming Kingdom.

Unfortunately, when he encountered Chen Feng, everything came to nothing and he was even replaced by an impostor.

"So... I don't know which kingdom of Hades is the Nether Tribe that invaded the Zhanhuang Territory?"

Chen Feng suddenly thought to himself, but he forgot to interrogate Ming Changliu, but even if he interrogated him, he might not know.

Returning to the Feng clan, he met someone familiar to Ming Changliu, but Chen Feng looked slightly shaken after being hunted.

And Ming Changliu's father is not here, otherwise, Chen Feng would really be in trouble.

Is it possible to call a Nether Clan father?

That's impossible. Since he's not here, it saves him a headache. As for what happens next... that's what happens later.

In this way, even if it is somewhat different from the original Ming Changliu, the flaws will not be seen. At most, they will think that after escaping pursuit and experiencing life and death, they have not yet calmed down, and they will never think that it is a human race disguised. , even the leader of Changye Ming Kingdom would never think of this.

Human race disguised as Hades race?

Or maybe the Nether Race disguises itself as a human race, which is unimaginable.

No one doubted that Chen Feng kept a low profile as much as possible and did not attract any extra attention. The progress was smooth.

…

"Ming Changliu, you are looking for me, but you have already prepared the Tianming Flower?"

After staying in the Feng Clan for less than half a day, Chen Feng took action and found the alchemist Ming Yeming who had been booked by Ming Changliu.

Ming Yeming is one of the best seven-turn alchemists in the third city of Changye Mingguo, and is particularly good at refining Tianming Pills.

In addition, Ming Yeming himself is also a low-level quasi-emperor-level strongman. With such cultivation strength and attainments as an alchemist, his status is higher than other low-level quasi-emperors. If Ming Changliu was not born in the Feng Clan and was its young master, and his father was even a six-star quasi-emperor, it would be almost impossible to make an appointment with Ming Yeming.

"Yes, Master Ye, I have obtained the Tianming Flower."

Chen Feng did not beat around the bush, but directly took out all the Tianming Flowers. Looking at the dozen Tianming Flowers lined up in front of him, Ming Yeming's eyes condensed and flashed.

"Seven leaves..."

"Eight leaves!"

He couldn't help but exclaimed.

The seven-leaf Tianming Flower surprised him, and the eight-leaf Tianming Flower brought him a great shock.

Chen Feng also keenly discovered that a hint of greed flashed in the other party's eyes.

Obviously, the eight-leaf Tianming flower made Ming Yeming very excited.

"Ming Changliu, I can refine these Tianming flowers into corresponding Tianming pills, but the reward needs to be changed." Ming Yeming immediately looked at Chen Feng and said in a serious tone: "The eight-leaf Tianming pill is extremely difficult to refine, and I am not very sure, so there may be losses and failures."

"But if the refining is successful, if only one pill can be made, you need to pay me double the reward."

"If two pills are made, the reward remains the same, and I will also give you an eight-turn Tianming pill."

"Master has the final say."

Chen Feng answered readily.

"Okay, you are worthy of being the young master of the Feng family. I will do my best to refine the eight-turn Tianming pill. When you take it and refine it, you will be able to greatly improve your foundation and become the top genius of Changye Mingguo."

Ming Yeming smiled immediately and looked at Chen Feng more favorably.

Of course, it would be fine if Chen Feng didn't agree. On the contrary, he had made up his mind. In fact, if he wasn't worried about offending the Feng Clan, especially Ming Changliu's father, he would have swallowed the Eight-Leaf Sky Dark Flower directly without any reason or excuse.

"Master, can I watch?"

Chen Feng made a request.

"It's not impossible, but you must not make any noise, otherwise if the alchemy fails, it will be your responsibility."

Ming Yeming stared at Chen Feng for a few breaths, and then thought of the decision he had made, and responded.

"Thank you, Master. I promise not to make any noise to disturb you."

Chen Feng hurriedly promised, but he had his own plans in mind.

Ming Yeming began to open the furnace to refine the alchemy. With his alchemy attainments, he didn't need to make any preparations in advance, because his superb alchemy attainments and the cultivation of a two-star quasi-emperor allowed him to quickly adjust his state to the peak.

Chen Feng really stayed aside, without saying a word, just watching.

We agreed not to disturb him, but under Chen Feng's super-sensing spirit, the other party's alchemy process was clearly sensed by Chen Feng, so clearly that Chen Feng even had the thought of "I can do it too".

Of course, if he really wants to make an elixir, it is not impossible, but it takes time.

Chen Feng is not very interested in alchemy. After all, swordsmanship and body refining have already consumed a lot of his time. If he is distracted by alchemy, how can he climb to the peak of swordsmanship?

Even so, with Chen Feng's current realm, understanding, wisdom, etc., he can remember Ming Yeming's alchemy steps completely.

Ming Yeming is indeed very good at refining Tianming Pills.

Starting with the four three-leaf Tianming flowers, three ten-turn Tianming pills were made, followed by refining four-leaf Tianming flowers, seven pills, refining five-leaf Tianming flowers, four pills, refining six-leaf Tianming pills, three pills, and refining seven-leaf Tianming flowers, two pills.

With one last effort, he began to refine the Eight-Leaf Sky Dark Flower.

Chen Feng discovered that Ming Yeming's face was extremely solemn and serious, and he was not so serious even when he was refining the Seven-Leaf Sky Dark Flower before, because for Ming Yeming, refining the Eight-Turn Sky Dark Pill was a challenge, a big challenge.

If the refining was successful, his alchemy attainments would break the limit and be promoted to a higher level.

Even if the refining failed, he could accumulate experience once, and in the future he could better break through the current alchemy shackles and be promoted to a higher level.

Not long after, a strong pill fragrance suddenly filled the air.

When he smelled the cold and hot pill fragrance, Chen Feng felt his breath tremble slightly, and he actually felt a potential improvement, but it was just a feeling. After all, the foundation built by his current talent potential was extremely terrifying, and even the Nine-Leaf Sky Dark Flower would not work.

"Hahahaha, the Eighth Transformation Heavenly Dark Pill... I have made it..."

Ming Yeming stared at the slowly rotating black pill in the pill furnace, saw the eight horizontal and winding lines on it, smelled the amazing aura it exuded, and felt that his own potential seemed to be affected and enhanced. He couldn't help but laugh, feeling extremely happy.

"Ming Changliu, as a thank you, I will temporarily take your life. By then, with my body as an Eighth Transformation Alchemist, even the Feng Clan can't do anything to me."

After the voice fell, Ming Yeming suddenly jumped up, and the aura of a two-star quasi-emperor was pressing like a tide.