MTL - Eight Desolate Sword God-Chapter 1189 Broken arm old man

"Not bad, I didn't expect that I was not killed by the Emperor, but I have this harvest!"

"This is really a bad thing, there must be a blessing!"

Ye Chenfeng will complete the ultimate metamorphosis of Chaos Shenmu into the body, no longer delay time, according to the memory of the soul of Taishen, went to a mysterious cave.

And the blood of the gods of the gods is obtained from a mysterious person in the grotto.

"It’s time, if the memory of the gods is correct, the caves are in this deep mountain!"

Ye Chenfeng flew for a few days at a very fast speed. He flew over a mountain and undulating, over the deep mountains of ancient woods, and discovered the mysterious caves hidden deep and quickly flew into them.

"Well, the spirit of the gods is inductive. Is there any big chance in this cave?"

Ye Chenfeng’s brows suddenly felt that this mysterious grotto was not simple, and immediately speeded up and flew in.

When he flew into this mysterious grotto, a looming, extremely difficult-to-discovery shadow appeared, glanced at the back of the leaves that had disappeared, and quickly disappeared into the void.

Because the prohibition in the mysterious grotto was broken by the gods, the danger was also strangled by him. Ye Chenfeng soon came to the end of the grotto with the ancient pattern on the stone wall and found a piece of ancient jade that exudes aura. On top of the ancient jade, sitting on the knees, an old man who lost his left arm, his body dried up, and his long hair fell to his chest, which seemed to be completely lifeless.

Although the old man's body is very weak, but the speed of the deduction of the brain is in his body feels the breath of the vigorous blood.

"There is a strong and powerful blood, the level of the blood of this person may be more than me!"

When Ye Chenfeng looked at the broken arm old man far away, the old man also felt the breath of the blood of Ye Chenfeng, and opened his eyes.

"Lucky kid, I didn't expect you to have the blood of Hongmeng!" The broken arm suddenly broke his mouth and revealed the stuttering teeth: "Is that person telling you that the existence of the old man, let you kill me?" ."

"The man is dead, I know the existence of the predecessor from his soul!" Ye Chenfeng said faintly.

"Dead!" The old man with broken arm said with amazement: "He is also a peerless genius, but he did not expect to die in your hand."

"Predecessors, I don't know how to get the blood of your body!"

Although Ye Chenfeng did not feel a sense of killing in the broken arm, but he was determined to win the blood of Hongmeng. Only by raising the blood of Hongmeng to the extreme, he had the opportunity to embark on the virtual world in the shortest possible time.

"Kill me, the blood of Hongmeng on you is yours!" The broken-armed old man showed a faint smile, as if life and death were not fearful to him.

"If this is the case, then offend!"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and instantly merged with the chaotic method, burning the blood of Hongmeng and the heart of the gods, and hardened his own strength to the imaginary god.

"Wait..."

When Ye Chenfeng’s own strength was climbing, the old man’s face with broken arms revealed an unexpected color and suddenly shouted.

"What, what do the seniors have to say?"

Ye Chenfeng holds the sword of all things and stares at him, saying indifferently.

"Do you have a heart of gods!" The old man with broken arm looked at Ye Chenfeng secretly and asked.

"Yes, I do have the heart of the gods!" Ye Chenfeng nodded.

"Then you can show me the heart of the gods!" The old man's face on the broken arm showed a good look and continued.

"You don't misunderstand, I don't want to take the meaning of the heart of the gods, I just want to make sure that if you are really the master of the heart of the gods, then you can go to a place!"

Looking at the indecisive Ye Chenfeng, the broken arm continued to say.

"Where!" Ye Chenfeng looked at some weird broken arm old man.

"A place that everyone wants to go, and the heart of the gods is the key to open that place!"

"Good!"

Although the old man of the broken arm said vaguely, Ye Chenfeng still captured important information from his words, and his mind moved to summon the heart of the slowly beating spirit.

"Lucky kid, I didn't expect you to have the heart of God!"

Feeling the sacred atmosphere of the heart of the gods, the rude old eyes of the broken arm flashed a trace of greed.

"Can you give me this heart of the gods, let me take a good look at him!" The old man with broken arm removed his gaze from the heart of the gods and said slowly.

"No!" Ye Chenfeng caught the gaze of the broken arm old man, shook his head and refused.

"Why, you don't want to know the true secret of the heart of the gods, the secret is about whether you can become a god!" The broken-armed old man said with enthusiasm.

"If you are telling the truth, then you guard this countless years, the guardian should be the secret." Ye Chenfeng said slowly: "That is, the secret may be in this cave. ."

"Primary, you really are a smart person!" The broken arm old man smiled: "But smart people generally don't end well."

As said, the body of the broken arm disappeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, and launched a fatal blow to Ye Chenfeng at a speed exceeding 100 times the speed of light.

The attack of the broken arm old man is very sudden, but Ye Chenfeng’s reaction is faster. He instantly stops the time around the body and hardly fixes the body of the broken arm.

Next, the heart of the gods returned to the body of Ye Chenfeng. He instantly merged into the wilderness field and blasted out the punches of the wilderness that exceeded the power of tens of billions of pounds.

A fist banged out, the space in front of the broken arm was broken, and the power of terror was enough to destroy the stars.

In the face of the Fist of the Flood, the old man with broken arm crossed his right hand in front of him and greeted him with his flesh and blood.

This palm, seemingly plain, but in the palm of the broken arm, but the birth of the heaven and earth avenue, turned into an endless vortex.

"Boom!"

Fighting in the palm of the hand, the bully of the arrogant hunter is broken by the old arm of the broken arm, and there is no such thing as a counter-shock in the space.

"Great!"

Ye Chenfeng thought that Taishen can break an arm of the old man, and he can easily kill him. But after really fighting, Ye Chenfeng found himself wrong.

The strength of the broken arm veteran is far beyond his own imagination, almost reaching the virtual god.

Tai Shen Tian can get rid of one of his arms, I am afraid to use the unknown card.

The hard regrets of the morning breeze, the broken arm old man shattered the static space, summoned a knives depicting the crepe lines, all black and dark, to open up the sky, to the Ye Chenfeng, and Ye Chen There was a fierce collision with the sword of all things in front of the wind.

"Hey!"

The two great soldiers collided together and immediately produced a powerful anti-shock force.

But it combines the chaotic method, and Ye Chenfeng’s combat power has reached the limit of imaginary spirit, and the physical strength is far more than the broken arm.

There was a hard blow, he completely occupied the upper hand, standing still in the same place, but the broken arm old man was shaken back, and the blood ran out along the handle of the black sword.

"The power of exile, integrate into me, help me forever!"

The broken arm old man stabilized his body, spit out an ancient spell in his mouth. Then, the seal in the deep space of the grotto was loosened, and a strange force came from all directions and melted into the body of the broken arm. Improve his combat power.

Between the blink of an eye, the old man with broken arm borrowed the power of exile, stepped into the imaginary god, and the amplitude of the blood of Hongmeng, his real combat power is equivalent to that of Ye Chenfeng, bringing the extreme to Ye Chenfeng. Earth threats.