The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Wen Yuanjia was furious and threw all his triple achievements on Xuanwu's territory. He blasted Zifeng away.

500 Holy Alliance fighters were dispatched, and more than 300 were wounded. It takes a lot of effort to kill the Eight Pterodactyl. Now it is actually the purple wind income storage bag.

This is called Wen Yuan Jia. How can you not be angry?

Wen Yuanjia observed the eight-winged dragon python for nearly a year, and finally killed it when it was molting, which is when it was at its weakest.

One year of preparation, one year of painstaking management and one year of plans are all given to others to make wedding dresses for free?

"Zifeng, do you want to die?"

Hand over the Eight Pterosaur Python!

Tired of life, tired of life, is he tired of life?

Xu Zailong, Xiang Tian, ​​and Zheng Yuqing roared one by one and rushed towards Zifeng.

Zifeng pulled the eight-winged dragon python, seeing a few people so angry, immediately sneered and joked:

"The warrior who opened the sacred alliance let me, a real warrior, take away the eight-winged dragon python from your encirclement."

"Haha, it seems that the Holy Alliance is like this!"

After speaking, Zifeng surpassed the mountain, jumped into the forest, and left quickly.

"Zifeng, I will kill you!"

Wen Yuanjia shouted from behind Zifeng.

"Haha, if you want to kill me, I want to kill you!"

Zi Feng snorted coldly: "In three months, you will all be killed by my sword!"

Wen Yuanjia saw Zifeng jump into the forest, and soon turned into an extremely terrifying shadow and disappeared.

Wen Yuanjia’s basalt territory has been repaired three times, and he can catch up with speed and several kilometers. Looking at the vast mountains and rocks, he can't find the trace of Zifeng.

Back in the mountain, Wen Yuanjia was furious when he saw the eight-winged dragon python dripping with blood on the mountain:

"Look!"

"Send an order to all the soldiers of the Yanshan Saint League. Who can kill Zifeng, come to me with his head and storage ring. I have one hundred thousand spirit stones, one handle and two spirit weapons, one profound and sixth rank martial arts. study!"

"If you don't have the ability to kill Zifeng, if you provide a location, you can also get 10,000 spirit stones!"

Wen Yuanjia said.

"Yes! Wen Yuanjia, brother."

"Don't worry, Brother Wen Yuanjia, I will return to the sect and transfer all the soldiers from Shen Meng."

In other words, I checked if Zifeng was a fly and could it fly out of our encirclement!

Xu Zailong said to Tianyi Qiqi again.

Three days later.

The outer gate of Ling Jianzong and thousands of soldiers from the Alliance of Gods entered Yandang Mountain.

Open the storage ring and see the eight-winged dragon python lying quietly in the storage space.

"Xuanwu Nine Layers of Monster Beasts!"

"I have money now!"

"I don't know how much the eight-winged dragon python's demon blood can improve my achievements!"

"let us start!"

Zifeng did not hesitate to open the storage ring. A stream of blood flowed out of the storage ring and was swallowed by Zifeng Refining & Chemical Company.

"Zhenwu is the fourfold!"

"Wow! How fast! How fast!"

At the beginning, the power of qi and blood rushed into Zifeng's body. The boundary diameter of Zifeng breaks through four times that of Zhenwu.

This speed is really amazing, Zifeng.

To Zifeng's surprise, he couldn't help but want to yell leisurely.

"Zhenwu is fivefold!"

Half an hour later, Zifeng swallowed two-thirds of the blood of the eight-winged dragon python, and his achievements broke through the essence of true martial arts.

"continue!"

One day passed.

"Zhen Wu is Sixth Layer!"

Wailing.

A roar came from Zifeng's body, as if some kind of bellflower had been shattered.

Zifeng's face flushed with excitement. This kind of training speed is a newcomer that no one has known throughout the ages.

"Eight-winged dragon python has absorbed 80% of my vitality and blood, allowing me to break through the triple realm."

"A basalt monster, with a nine-level realm, full of energy and blood, made me break through these three levels?"

Zifeng was a little surprised.

If it is not an eight-winged dragon python, but a monster with seven heavy arms, how much energy and blood does Zifeng need to break through a state?

"It seems that we have to find some powerful monsters to kill in the future. Or, directly buy the blood of the devil."

Zifeng slowly considered the future path.

"Eight-winged dragon python should still have 20% life energy and blood, which is not enough to make me break through seven times the strength."

"That's it, then let us gather the sword soul in the dragon."

Before Zi Feng emitted Long Li's sword aura, Yuan Jia shook his head repeatedly, showing how terrifying Long Li's sword aura was.

Dragon Arm and Dragon Power Blaster are the two killers in Zifeng's hands.

"solidification!"

When the Dragon River Sword Art was activated, the power of Qi and blood rolled into the blood dragon and rushed into Zifeng's abdomen.

"Get together for me!"

Zifeng urges the "Longjiang Sword Jue" to condense the dragon power and sword energy, and generally runs the magic town prison jue to absorb the power of qi and blood.

One. Two. Three. Seven. Eight. Nine. Thirteen.

"The energy and blood power of the other eight-winged dragon pythons is actually to condense thirteen dragon strength sword qi!"

Zifeng was ecstatic.

"If the thirteen dragon strength sword blasts a warrior with 1.1 million jin of huge force, I am afraid that even Wen Yuanjia will not be able to resist it!"

Zifeng was shocked.

For the dragon, Li's sword aura at this moment gave Zifeng a whole new understanding.

A surge of sword energy and dragon strength, 90,000 catties.

Ten strands of dragon strength sword energy, 900,000 catties.

One hundred dragon strength sword energy, nine million catties.

If one day Zifeng condenses the power of a hundred sword qi dragons in Zhenwu, Qi Qi will show it, it will be enough to kill the strong **** pill!

Shock!

Zifeng's eyes were full of heat at the moment, and he could not wait to kill a nine-layered monster in a basalt state, condensing more than a dozen sword auras on the dragon. Then Zifeng can control the outer door of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Swallowing the sword soul requires higher and higher energy and blood power. I have absorbed nine layers of eight pterosaur pythons on the ground of Xuanwu, and only then have I raised three realms!"

Zifeng sighed secretly.

As the realm improved, Zifeng felt that the blood of the monster beast was in the same realm as himself, and could no longer consume the soul of the sword satisfactorily.

Zifeng must look for higher-level monsters!

"But with my current six achievements, even if I can't beat Tian Yi, Xu Zailong, Zheng Yuqing and others, I won't be as embarrassed as I was a few days ago."

Just break through, first consolidate your training, hone your swordsmanship, and then return to the sect.

"It is estimated that Yuan Jia is going crazy now, and he will soon cross the Yanshan Mountain to find me."

Zifeng smiled faintly:

Zifeng sat cross-legged in the cave and began to consolidate his achievements.

time flies. Zifeng stayed in this cave for two months.

In fact, Zifeng went out once last month and found that all the soldiers in Yanshan were looking for him, almost everywhere.

There is no choice, Zifeng can only come back and make plans after the limelight has passed.