Nine Stars Killer

After shopping for a full day, Ye Feng still didn't find the news of Siwangmu. Compared with Xuanguangye and Blood Sun Steel, Siwangmu is rare, and sometimes it may not be available on the black market.

"Boss, do you know where there is Silk Wangmu?"

Ye Feng turned around, returned to the place where he bought the clay, and asked the boss.

It is estimated that Ye Feng bought Tao Ni. The boss raised his head and glanced at Ye Feng, his eyes full of vigilance.

"You want silk king wood?"

The boss is very careful and uses his spiritual knowledge to transmit his voice so as not to be known by others.

"Yes, do you have one?"

Ye Feng remembered the example of buying Xuan Guangye, but this boss knows any expert.

"I don't have it on me now. If you need to, wait for me outside after dawn."

After the boss finished speaking, he ignored Ye Feng, and just left a communication symbol to contact him when he went out.

Ye Feng put away the communication talisman. This underground black market has a complete set of things, and most of Ye Feng does not lack. It seems that coming to the black market is a good choice for what he needs in the future.

After shopping all night, Ye Feng was also tired and turned and walked outside.

After passing through the sticky substance, Ye Feng returned to the ground, and the sky outside was also slightly bright.

Finding a hidden place, Ye Feng saw many people walking out of the black market and quickly disappearing into Caesar City.

After waiting for a full hour, when the sky was completely bright, the communication symbol in Ye Feng's arms sounded.

Soon, the image of a person appeared beside Ye Feng like a sharp sword.

"follow me!"

Without unnecessary nonsense, he greeted Ye Feng, and then disappeared in place.

Ye Feng did not hesitate, turned into a breeze, and directly chased after him.

The shadow in front of him is getting faster and faster, seeming to be competing with Ye Feng, almost turning into a straight line, turning several buildings in an instant, and disappearing quickly.

But soon, the figure stopped again and looked back with a look of confusion.

"Are you waiting for me?"

In front of the figure, a faint voice came from Ye Feng.

"you……"

This figure was naturally the boss who bought clay from the black market, but he didn't expect that Ye Feng was so fast that he ran ahead of him.

"Let's go, I don't have much time!"

Ye Feng knew that he was deliberately examining himself and testing his own strength, but he did not expect that Ye Feng would completely crush him in terms of speed.

This time, both of them slowed down. After an hour, they came to a scorched earth. It seemed that flames appeared all year round, causing the ground here to appear black. This should be a fire vein.

Those who can survive here are either lunatics or very people, because the temperature here is surprisingly high, Ye Feng stepped into this land, as if toasted by flames.

This is the strange thing. On this scorched land, some people really built a house with bluestone. If it is replaced with a wooden house, it is estimated that the house will be natural in three days.

"You live here?"

Ye Feng looked curious. There was no soil growing here, not even plants could be seen, let alone monsters and the like, it was a place of death.

"Is it weird?"

The man turned his head, and a trace of pain flashed in his eyes.

Ye Feng shook his head. Anyone who makes all decisions has its reasons. Since he chooses to live here, Ye Feng believes that he also has his reasons.

The two quickly walked into the house built of bluestone, and the strong heat wave hit the surface, Ye Feng was almost pushed out, and the accompanying man's face also dripped with sweat, which seemed very uncomfortable.

Entering the room, the hot air wave swept through, as if sitting on a stove, and strange things appeared, in the middle of the room, it was extremely cold.

The piercing cold contrasted sharply with this hot air wave, which was simply weird.

In the midst of the cold air, there was still a person lying down, unable to see his face clearly, it seemed that his age was not young, and all the cold air radiated from him.

"Promise cold spirit!"

Ye Feng suddenly let out a cry of exclamation. During this period of time, he watched a lot of books in the Longfumen Library, among which something like Wuji Hanling was involved.

This is not a kind of cold air, and unlike poisonous spirit ice, poisonous spirit ice grows under ten thousand years of cold ice and is a kind of plant. And this infinite cold spirit is a poisonous insect, once it penetrates into the human body, it can instantly freeze a person to death.

It turns out that the men around him have to use the powerful flame magnetic field here to resist the invading body of the Wuji Cold Spirit. This is also a temporary cure and not a cure. When the Wuji Cold Spirit adapts to this temperature, it will also eat away the human blood.

"You actually know this is the Promise Cold Spirit."

The man next to him showed a weird color. Few people knew about the Promise Cold Spirit. If Ye Feng hadn't read it from a miscellaneous book, he would not understand what the Promise Cold Spirit was.

"A little bit of fur!"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. He knew so much. As for how the Promise Cold Spirit was formed, he didn't even know.

"You are right. This is the Infinite Cold Spirit. Under the world, there is nothing to restrain its coldness except for the most masculine thing."

The man sighed. It seemed that the old man lying in the middle of the room had an extraordinary relationship with him.

"You mean the most masculine thing can restrain the infinite cold spirit?"

Ye Feng asked strangely, he could possess the Phoenix True Flame, which is the most yang thing between heaven and earth, capable of restraining any evil aura.

"Yes, it's a pity that I am humble and I can't find this kind of treasure at all. I can only go to the black market to earn resources, hoping to buy what I want."

It turned out that the man went to the black market to set up a stall to earn resources and wanted to save the old man.

"Almost forgot about business, don't you want Silk Wangmu, I have a section here, ten million immortal crystals, if you need it, you can take it."

The man seemed to be embarrassed and almost forgot what was going on. He quickly entered the house and took out a box.

"Patter!"

When the box was opened, there was a section and a half-meter-long silk king wood lying in it, which was 7,000 years old.

Ye Feng was secretly surprised. He thought that it would be satisfying to be able to buy Siwangmu for five thousand years. He actually encountered the ingredients of seven thousand years, and it seemed that he had made a lot of money.

Without any hesitation, Ye Feng took out ten million immortal crystals and handed them to the man's hand. This silk Wangmu ten million immortal crystals were not expensive.

The man had no expression, took the fairy crystal, and put it into the storage ring.

With a big hand sweep, Ye Feng collected the Siwangmu. This trip to the black market went smoothly. He bought three materials, and Ye Feng could accept them in terms of prices.

Especially this last silk king wood is the most critical. The longer the age, the better the quality will naturally be. There are few silk king woods that are more than ten thousand years old in the entire fairy world.

Most of them are about a hundred to a thousand years old, and the ingredients of five thousand years are very scarce. As long as there are resources, they can be bought, but it is more laborious.

After all, this silk king wood is the material for refining the king artifact. Only when the silk king wood is added, can there be a chance to raise the sword of killing and the eight treasures to the level of a king item.

"I have the most masculine thing on my body, can you let me try it?"

Ye Feng took advantage of others, and in the entire black market, it is estimated that he is the only one who has the silk king wood. I am grateful, and Ye Feng plans to try it.

Because Ye Feng saw pain in the man's eyes.

"You have the most masculine thing? How many resources do you want, I will buy it."

Hearing that there was something masculine on Ye Feng's body, the man almost knelt down to Ye Feng, willing to buy as many resources as possible.

"This can't be sold. If you believe me, I will try. I don't know if it will succeed."

Ye Feng smiled bitterly, Phoenix True Flame had already merged with him, how to sell it.

"Can you resist this cold spirit?"

The man is still uncertain. Once the Promise Cold Spirit erupts, the temperature will drop to one thousand degrees Celsius, and even the fairyland will be frozen into popsicles.

"I said, I just try, I'm not sure if I can succeed."

Ye Feng didn't dare to give an affirmative answer. Once he couldn't resist, he would withdraw as soon as possible, and would never make fun of his life.

"Well, if you can save my father, from now on, Jiang Fei, I am willing to be a cow or a horse for you."

The man's name was Jiang Fei. Lying in the middle of the room was his father. For him, his father broke into the endless mountains by himself before he was attacked by the Wuji Cold Spirit. By the time he escaped, he had missed the best opportunity for treatment.

In desperation, Jiang Fei brought his father here, using the power of the flame to suppress the Promise Cold Spirit, hoping to extend his father's lifespan, and wait to find a solution.

Ye Feng saw sincerity in Jiang Fei's eyes, not like lying, which is why Ye Feng helped him.

In the fairy world, Ye Feng is alone. If you want to make a big thing, you must have a complete team. Ye Feng has been suffering from opportunities. This Jiang Fei reminded Ye Feng.

If you want to make a big thing, you will inevitably have a right hand. When you have the opportunity, Ye Feng should talk to him, because he has no status in the family anyway.

Jiang Fei had no worries, the only thing he missed was his father. If he cured his father, he would definitely follow him to the death.

Step by step towards Jiang Fei's father, a strong cold current struck Ye Feng, shivering all over his body, and the Phoenix True Flame in his body was quickly ignited, repelling each other.

Seeing Ye Feng's resistance to the Infinite Cold Spirit, Jiang Fei's eyes showed a hint of hope. In this area, even he could not bear to enter, and he was directly frozen and ran out.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng was only a seventh-rank Celestial Immortal, so he could withstand it, and the expression on his face was very natural.

After adapting to the cold spirit, Ye Feng took a few steps forward again. The strong cold current, like countless knives, plunged into Ye Feng's body.

The Phoenix True Flame suddenly emitted a raging fire, and behind Ye Feng, a phantom of the Phoenix, a ruthless flame, wrapped Ye Feng.

Jiang Fei saw all this in his eyes, and the expression in his eyes showed expectation. Maybe this man can really save his father.

With both fists pinched, as long as Ye Feng can save his father, he will fulfill his promise and will follow Ye Feng to the death.