Supreme Medicinal God

? The Wolf Sword Patriarch disagrees, the demon all over the body is condensed into a black and dark air shield, and the purple demon is also in between.

Combining the demon element and the demon element into one, this created a precedent, with no ancients before, no one after.

A glorious and proud smile appeared on the wolf sword patriarch's face.

Combining the two forces together, the power is doubled, and even the Death Ghost Vessel Gathering Soul Order does not work. The Wolf Sword Patriarch is a bit floating, and his confidence is bursting.

That kind of pride in the world has fermented and swelled from the bottom of my heart, and even has the idea of ​​dominating the world, which is unique to me.

Bashing, his smile stiffened on his face, and suddenly found the inconspicuous awl in front of his chest, turning rapidly, with a strong penetrating power.

The defensive barrier formed by his magic element was quickly penetrated by it.

There was severe pain in the chest, and the pain continued to drill in. In a blink of an eye, it had penetrated the magic element's defense, penetrated the strengthened muscles, and penetrated deeply into the magic core.

He felt that the magic element of the magic core in his body was like a leaking water pipe, constantly leaking out, and with the blood, spouting outward like a fountain.

He threw away the wolf-headed sword in his hand, and covered the blood hole in his chest desperately with both hands, but blood poured out of his fingers, and he couldn't stop it.

The Shenlong shuttle was like a high-speed electric drill, spinning, squeezing, and drilling straight into the magic core.

When the magic core was drilled through, it seemed that the soul had been penetrated, a pain that made the whole body's nerves collapse, rising from the chest and spreading to the whole body.

Boom, the Wolf Sword Patriarch felt a tremor all over his body, and the magic core on his chest could no longer feel, as if it had completely disappeared.

The Shenlong shuttle penetrated not only the chest and heart of the sword wolf ancestor, but also his magic core and his magic soul.

He fell slowly, his eyes full of doubts, even death, he would not die.

He couldn't figure it out, Ye Feng was obviously going to fall in front of himself. Obviously, he consumed a lot of energy of blood and blood. How to change an insignificant weapon is like the difference between heaven and earth.

That powerful attack power is even slightly better than the fairy.

With a light stroke of Ye Feng's finger, the Shenlong Shuo drilled out of the heart of Wolf Sword Patriarch and flew back to Ye Feng's palm.

The blood on the Shenlong Shuo was covered with blood, but the moment he flew back to Ye Feng’s palm, the blood on the Shenlong Shuo was all dried up, and the appearance of the Shenlong Shuo was coated with a layer of gold, which appeared extremely shiny and refreshed.

This dragon dragon was originally a bloodthirsty sword. Since it was buried in the tomb of General Tianwei, it has never been seen. It has never been drunk with blood and has become like a rusty farm implement.

But when it was like a spiral rotating at high speed, after drilling into the wolf sword magic core, it absorbed the power of the magic core and instantly restored its former vitality.

Ye Feng stroked the golden dragon flashing the golden light, feeling it was like a child inviting credit to himself, constantly shining bright golden light.

No wonder the Immortal Emperor would send General Tianwei to return it to the Protoss. No one would think of this thing. It was actually a powerful artifact.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Thank you Shenlong Shuo. Without you, I really don't know how to end tonight."

Suddenly, Ye Feng felt a sudden pain in the palm of his hand holding Shenlong Shuo as if being shocked.

Not only that, but also felt a part of the divine power, flowing back into the Shenlong shuttle from his own blood.

Ye Feng was so scared that she was about to throw away the Dragon Dragon Shuttle. Does the Dragon Dragon Shuttle suck back those magical powers that poured into his own personality?So Ye Feng did not let go of the Dragon Dragon Shuo, but quietly let it absorb its own divine power.

Shenlong shuttle sucked back only one-third of the power it instilled in Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sighed lightly, and was really worried that Shenlong Shuo would suck back all those divine powers, although those divine powers were generously given by Shenlong Shuo.

The dazzling golden light of Shenlong Shuo gradually disappeared, returning to normal luster, and the temperature also dropped, becoming a piece of ordinary metal.

Put the dragon dragon back into the medicine king ring, and there was a voice of ugly and old complaining in my mind: "Congratulations, you have killed another demon soul, but this hot thing, can you put it in my medicine king? In the ring, it always gives me a pressure and makes me very uncomfortable, you better take it out."

"Hey, this is an artifact, you are an ordinary artifact spirit, face the artifact, there will definitely be pressure."

I heard that Shenlong Shuo is an artifact, and the ugly old man screamed: "The artifact is really an artifact used by the gods of the Archaic Divine Clan? So inconspicuous?"

"Ugly old, such a precious artifact, I don't put it in the medicine king ring, where do I put it? I will compensate you, I will give you more small movies, the latest in the United States, okay?"

"Hey, it must be the latest, okay, if you are so sincere, just put it here, but as soon as it has any vision, take it away."

The icy moonlight sprinkled in the woods, and it seemed extremely deserted. Within 500 meters of Ye Feng, most of the trees were uprooted, the ground was messy, and the ground soil was cut off a thick layer, exposing the hard underneath. frozen soil.

The guests outside the woods were extremely anxious. They looked into the woods, looking through the gaps in the trees, looking for Ye Feng's figure.

They were uneasy and did not know who would come out of the woods.

"I believe Sect Master Ye will definitely be able to win."

"Amitabha, Lord Ye Zongji has his own appearance, and I hope the Buddha will bless him."

There were creaks of broken branches in the woods, and Ye Feng burrowed out of the messy trunk.

All the onlookers were far away from the woods, but Shen Liluo had been standing on the edge of the woods. No matter whether it was a death breath or magical energy, she did not take a step back.

Her heart has been hanging, from Ye Feng chasing into the woods until he came out, she did not say a word, just clenched her fists tightly, a look of anxiety.

When she saw Ye Feng's familiar figure, her tears ran down, and she immediately rushed towards Ye Feng.

"You finally came out. Why is it so long, aren't you very good at fighting? Isn't it so long to beat an old man? I have to worry about dying."

Put Shen Liluo in his arms and gently wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers. Ye Feng comforted: "I am not standing here, silly girl crying."

Shen Liluo's tone is very firm: "If you can't get out, I won't go back alone."

In the distance, Dongfangzhongshu watched Shen Liluo snuggle in Ye Feng's arms, a sorrow flashed in his eyes.

He felt that Shen Liluo liked Ye Feng, but his heart had begun to be tied to this spicy girl.

Seeing that Ye Feng had stepped out of the trees, the onlookers were relieved by the accident and quickly greeted them with a smile.

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