Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Unfortunately, time has wasted everything. These three handles should have been famous magic weapons in those days, but now they have become dilapidated second-hand goods. Maybe they are worth millions at most.

With a slight sigh, Ye Feng gathered it together with other weapons.

Fortunately, there is no suitable spirit tool long knife inside, otherwise Ye Feng will be distressed.

Tidy up everything, Ye Feng's face showed a suspicious look, his wrist shook, and there were two more things in front of him.

Perhaps, only these two things can be said to be the greatest harvest Ye Feng can get from this trip to the crematorium.

One is "zhenshajing". Although I don't know what purpose it has at present, it may make Yuanling do whatever he wants to get. It will certainly not be an ordinary thing. As soon as his fingers touched the slightly beating crystal, a palpitation rose again in Ye Feng's heart, and a strange picture appeared in his mind.

A towering giant, holding an axe, towering and roaring up to the sky.

In the cry, it seems to contain a kind of unwilling, or indomitable, with an exciting feeling.

He had an impulse to roar with the giant. The blood flowing in his meridians became turbulent and rolling at this moment. He dared not touch it again. He quickly put the crystal with purple light into the storage space.

Then, Ye Feng's eyes fell on another thing, that is, to kill the unique Huolin beast and get the "Chiyang warm jade" in that valley.

As soon as the smooth stone, the size of this millstone and emitting a warm smell, appeared, the vigorous fire yuan Qi rose on the four sides, making Mr. Zhao Da, who had originally closed his eyes and concentrated, open his eyes in an instant.

"What a strong fire yuan Qi, is this?"

"This is what my younger brother got in the Tianhuo mountains. Some people say it's a piece of Chiyang warm jade, but my younger brother feels that according to the concentration of fire yuan, it must be not as simple as ordinary Chiyang warm jade." Ye Feng holds the red stone of fire and walks to Mr. Zhao da.

Mr. Zhao Da comforted his palm on the stone, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and said in a deep voice: "it must not be Chiyang warm jade. This stone contains a strong and pure fire yuan Qi. If used well, it can be forged into a heaven level auxiliary spirit, which has a strong increasing effect on the fire attribute martial pulse."

He has no eternal pulse like Ye Feng, and can directly absorb the energy of the stone. But according to Mr. Zhao Da's eyesight, he can naturally see through the extraordinary place of the stone at a glance.

"Heaven level spirit tool?" Ye Feng's eyes changed. "Brother, can you refine it?"

Ye Feng can absorb the energy in this stone, but the energy is directly absorbed, which is similar to killing a chicken to lay an egg. Over the years, it will eventually be absorbed, and the magic weapon refined into a spiritual weapon is completely different.

"I can't. I can only refine pills and can't refine utensils. However, I know an expert who can refine utensils. According to the extraordinary quality of this thing, it is possible to reach the heaven level."

Mr. Zhao Da shook his head.

"Then... Can you ask him for help..." Ye Feng couldn't wait to ask.

"It's not a big problem. I haven't seen that old guy for decades. Now I'm making great progress in cultivation. I'm going to talk to him. It's up to me. But brother, I'll borrow it first. Although the benefit of this thing is not worth 1% of the spirit weapon, such abundant fire energy is very good for my stability." Mr. Zhao said with a smile.

"Brother, just take it. Since you and I have become brothers, don't be too polite." Ye Feng answered very readily.

"Well, well, it took me a few days to completely stabilize the king's realm. With the personal assistance of this thing, I can save at least half of my time... This ghost place can stay a moment less..."

Mr. Zhao Da pointed out happily, "Chiyang warm jade" flew up and was placed in the position of Dantian. A pure fire yuan Qi was absorbed into the body along the Dantian. Then he closed his eyes again and his breath became gradually stable and dignified

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Three days later.

Ye Feng and Mr. Zhao Da appeared in front of a high mountain hundreds of thousands of miles away from the power of the Western Tang Dynasty.

The seven forces have built a long-distance transmission Dharma array in every country. Although this dharma array consumes a lot of resources and needs to be guarded and maintained by experts at ordinary times, and each transmission needs to consume a lot of spirit stones, all this is just a drizzle for the seven forces.

With Mr. Zhao Da's cultivation as the king, it is naturally easy to use it with leaf maple. However, they are now here, but they are not the place of wanjue Mountain Gate, wanjue mountain, but a place called flame peak.

Naturally, there is a reason to come here, because Mr. Zhao Da's old friend, the master of refining utensils, lives in seclusion on the top of this high mountain.

"Brother, are you still an engraver?" Mr. Zhao Da was surprised.

Ye Feng is young. Apart from his excellent martial arts accomplishments, he has a rare identity as an engraver? Is it really a rare genius?

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded. He didn't intend to hide anything from Mr. Zhao da. They met each other. The stronger their talent potential, the more happy the cheap brother should be.

"What level of mental strength have you reached?"

Mr. Zhao Da didn't think so. He thought that Ye Feng, who had just obtained the qualification of an engraver, was a general engraver with a mental strength of up to four or five levels. Naturally, it was nothing to him.

"This......" Ye Feng looked at Mr. Zhao DA and smiled. His body was shocked and an invisible spiritual impact was released.

The vegetation on the four sides seemed to be crushed by an invisible hand in an instant. They fell down together, and then straightened up in an instant. The coverage of spiritual power reached hundreds of feet.

At this moment, Mr. Zhao Da's eyes lit up and his voice became a little excited. "Is this intensity almost level 8 or level 9?"

"There should be nine levels," replied Ye Feng.

He doesn't know the specific levels, but he has more than level 8 strength before he enters the congenital. After entering the first day, especially after reaching the congenital six fold, his mental strength will have a great leap. There should be no problem with level 9 strength.

"Tut Tut, you have such strong mental strength. Why didn't you say it earlier? Yan didn't mention this to me..." Mr. Zhao said angrily.

"Well... You didn't ask me, and Yan Ge master shouldn't know how many levels of mental strength I have!" Ye Feng looked innocent.

When Ye Feng said this, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but say something. He suddenly looked at Ye Feng and said with a smile: "smelly boy, I knew you had such a strong spiritual power, brother, I won't make obeisance to you!"

"Why is this?" Ye Feng was so confused by what he said.