The First Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Four Chapters Conquer the Evil Temple Thousand Streams

Re-entering the ancient miracle, Ye Chenfeng's strength is not what it used to be, and the danger outside the ancient miracle can hardly pose a danger to him.

He summoned the undead wings, constantly accelerating the speed, and flew to the depths of the ancient miracle at a very fast speed.

In less than a day, Ye Chenfeng flew over the river of death.

"I couldn't accept you last time, this time I'll see where you run away!"

Ye Chenfeng knows the horror of the river of death transformed by the thousand streams of evil temples. in the river.

"boom!"

The entire river of death rioted, and the slowly flowing river surface was cut off by Ye Chenfeng's palm, and the terrifying force shook the space for several miles and trembled.

"Damn, it's you again, what are you trying to do!"

Attacked by Ye Chenfeng, the evil spirit of Qianliu emerged, glared at Ye Chenfeng, and roared angrily.

"Conquer you!" Ye Chenfeng responded domineeringly.

"I advise you to die, and I will never surrender to anyone!" Xie Sha Qianliu Qiling responded forcefully.

"It's not up to you!"

Having said that, Ye Chenfeng controlled the four ancestral Daotu and continued to evolve the great hand that covered the sky. With terrifying coercion, he attacked the evil spirits.

"You really think I'm afraid of you!"

He was attacked by Ye Chenfeng in a row, and the evil spirit Qianliu was angry. He quickly mobilized the power of the river of death to condense, forming a terrifying black flood dragon, which slammed into the big hand that fell from the sky and broke the leaves. Morrowind's attack.

"The heart of the gods, fusion!"

The attack was broken, and Ye Chenfeng immediately merged with the spirit of the gods, abruptly raised his own strength to the half-step ancestral realm, summoned the ancestral sword soul, and attacked the evil spirits.

A sword stabbed, and the water of the black flood that smashed the big hand that covered the sky suddenly burst, and the terrifying sword light ripped through the entire space, like a bolt of lightning slashed at the evil spirit, forcing him to dodge in embarrassment.

"You, how can your strength increase so quickly!"

It's only been a few short decades since Ye Chenfeng came last time, and the evil spirits can't believe that Ye Chenfeng has grown to a realm that makes him tremble in these short decades.

"Xie Sha Qianliu, surrendering to me is your best destination. Not only you, but the evil spirits will also surrender to me soon!" Ye Chenfeng said tyrannically.

"Hmph, although I don't know what adventures you have had over the years, but I'm afraid that your strength wants to conquer the evil god, which is undoubtedly a fantasy!"

As the top ancestral artifact of the evil race, the Xie Temple Qianliu Artifact Spirit knows the terror of the evil god. If it weren't for the mother sword of all things, but the treasure of the god race, it contains unimaginable power, and the evil god would have escaped long ago.

"Well, how about we make a bet, you surrender to me, I will take you to conquer the evil god, if I can't conquer the evil god, I will give you freedom immediately!" Ye Chenfeng said lightly.

"Do you think I will believe your nonsense?" Xie Sha Qianliu Qiling said stubbornly: "If you want to subdue me, then show some real skills."

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll beat you into submission!"

Saying that, Ye Chenfeng descended from the sky like a flying arrow from the string, intertwined with the fearsome sword power, and launched a ferocious attack on the evil spirits.

"The river of death, destroying the world!"

Feeling the threat of Ye Chenfeng, Xie Sha Qianliu Qiling mobilized the power of the river of death to attack with all his strength, trying to destroy Ye Chenfeng.

"Invincible sword body, the field of swords!"

When the river of death roaring in the world hit, Ye Chenfeng immediately inspired the invincible sword body, propped up the field of swords, and directly broke the attack of the river of death.

Then, Ye Chenfeng summoned the tower of gods, suppressing the space for several miles, like a towering mountain, smashing into the river of death.

"The tower of the gods, how can the tower of the gods of Ling Taizu be in your hands!"

Xie Sha Qianliu once fought with the tower of the gods in ancient times, and knew the horror of the tower of gods. Seeing Ye Chenfeng summoned the tower of the gods of Ling Taizu, he showed an incredible color.

"I not only have the tower of the gods, but also the virtual artifact!"

Ye Chenfeng summoned the divine sword to swallow the sky, shocking the evil spirits.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

When the evil spirit of Qianliu was stunned by the divine sword swallowing the sky, Ye Chenfeng stimulated the invincible sword body to the extreme, holding the divine sword swallowing the sky, and transformed into tens of thousands of invincible divine swords, like a long flowing river. The sword cut through the river of death and severely damaged the spirit.

"God Tower, suppress!"

The Xie Temple Qianliu Artifact Spirit was severely injured by Wanjian Guizong, and Ye Chenfeng immediately controlled the Divine Spirit Tower to suppress it, and smashed heavily on the Xie Temple Qianliu Artifact Spirit, constantly aggravating its physical injuries.

"Xie Sha Qianliu, do you surrender to the end!" Ye Chenfeng asked again, looking at the severely injured artifact spirit who could not break free from the suppression of the Spirit Tower.

"No, I am the ancestor of the evil clan, and I will only submit to the people of the evil clan!" Xie Bra Qianliu said stubbornly.

"Half-step Evil God, come out!"

Ye Chenfeng summoned the half-step evil spirit as soon as Xie Brahma Qianliu Qiling's voice fell.

"Half-step Evil God, there is actually a Half-step Evil God beside you!" Feeling the terrifying aura emanating from the Half-step Evil God, Xie Brahma Qianliu Artifact Spirit was even more shocked.

The evil clan was almost wiped out, and he dared not imagine that there would be a half-step evil god beside Ye Chenfeng.

"Ki Ling, my patience is limited. If you don't surrender, don't blame me for killing you! When the time comes, Qianliu will still be mine!" Ye Chenfeng warned impatiently.

"Okay, I, I surrender!"

Xie Sha Qianliu Qiling took a deep look at Ye Chenfeng, who made him scruples, and glanced at the half-step evil god who had already surrendered to Ye Chenfeng, and finally chose to surrender.

"I hope you didn't lie to me, or I will destroy you!"

Ye Chenfeng gave a cold warning, took back the tower of gods, and restored the freedom of the evil spirits.

"Evil Temple Thousand Flows, Congeal!"

Disregarding the physical injury, Qi Ling forcibly took away the river of death, condensed it into a black chain, and wrapped it around Ye Chenfeng's arm.

"The blood of Hongmeng, drop the blood to recognize the Lord!"

After subduing the evil spirit, Ye Chenfeng immediately squeezed out a large amount of blood essence, melted it into the black chain, and forcibly recognized him as the master.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's terrifying strength, Xie Brah Qianliu didn't dare to resist at all. In addition, the blood level of Hongmeng was extremely high. Soon, Ye Chenfeng recognized Xie Brah Qianliu.

"Xie Sha, apart from you, how many superb artifacts are there in this ancient miracle." Ye Chenfeng asked.

"No, except for me in the ancient miracles, there are no top-grade ancestors, but there are a few high-grade ancestors!" The evil temple Qianliu artifact emerged, shook his head and said.

"Okay, take me to find the top-grade ancestor artifact!"

The high-grade ancestral artifacts are also extremely precious. If they spread to the outside world, it would be enough to attract the races of various clans. Under the guidance of the evil spirit of Qianliu, Ye Chenfeng found a piece of high-grade ancestral artifacts scattered in the depths of ancient miracles. The absolute strength shocked their artifact spirits and recovered them one by one.

In the six dangerous places of ancient miracles, six high-grade ancestor artifacts were subdued. Ye Chenfeng did not waste any more time, and went directly to the black quagmire that suppressed the evil god's mother sword of all things. Son.