MTL - Eight Desolate Sword God-Chapter 1177 Sun Moon Palace

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"The temple, there is a temple hidden above the five-colored mountain!"

Looking at the temple hidden in the sea of ​​clouds, Ye Chenfeng’s eyes suddenly lit up. He had a feeling that if he could get the chance in the temple, he would definitely step into the realm of the virtual god.

"Give me a break!"

Beyond the temple, Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and stabbed him with the sword of all things. A sword pierced the entrance to the temple and banned it. He pushed open the door of countless years and thick and incomparable. Into the temple that seems to be hanging down the sun and the moon.

"That is...the sun, the moon!"

Into the incomparably wide temple, the first to be printed into the eyes of Ye Chenfeng is a burning flame, releasing the glare of the sun, and a round of neat moon.

And in the red sun, under the crescent moon, a sword is inserted, a bleak, no trace, only the sword with the hilt.

But when Chen Chenfeng looked at the sword that had fallen into the temple, he felt the horror of this sword. He had a feeling that the power of this sword definitely exceeded the sword of all things and reached its unimaginable degree.

Ye Chenfeng looked around and found that in addition to the Red Sun, the Crescent Moon, and the mysterious sword, there was no other thing in the temple.

But when he went to the mysterious sword and tried to pull it up, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. One was wearing a white robe, and the white beard fell on the ground. The seemingly inscrutable old man appeared in In front of him, he stopped his way.

"Primary, this is not where you should come, where to go back and forth!" The old man opened his closed eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng, not far away, and said with a loud voice.

"Get the sword, I will naturally leave!" Ye Chenfeng stared at the unfathomable white robe old man, and did not leave.

"In this case, let the old die send you away!"

The old man in the white robe burst into a terrifying power, quickly condensing into a huge and huge handprint, evolving the sun, the moon and the stars, and printing it to Ye Chenfeng.

The old man was printed in the palm of his hand. Ye Chenfeng felt that the space around his body was blocked. He instantly lifted his combat power to the extreme, and held the sword of all things to meet.

Ye Chenfeng and the sword of all things merged, and the sword that was stabbed was beyond imagination. However, when the thorn was printed on the big handprint printed by the old man, he could not shake the fingerprint and was shaken back by several meters.

"Fist of the Wild!"

The sword of all things was broken, and Ye Chenfeng immediately merged into the wilderness field, blasting a punch of more than six billion jin, and shattering the big handprint.

"It's not bad. I didn't expect to use your virtual **** to complete the realm of strength. I can break my attack!" The old man in white robes said indifferently, and printed a second palm at Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng relies on strong strength and physical body, and he regrets that the white robe of the old man is attacked by the six palms. He can no longer bear it. He was shocked by the violent big handprint, and sprayed a lot of blood in midair and fell. Outside the entrance to the shrine.

"Good, the power of the old man in white robes should be almost imaginary!"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. He struggled to sit up and quickly took a virtual **** to heal the body.

When he was healed, he quickly deduced his brain and deduced the process of just playing against the old man in white robes.

About a day or so, Ye Chenfeng returned to the Holy Palace and fought with the unfathomable white robe old man.

Although Ye Chenfeng made a careful preparation this time, he only resisted the ten tricks of the old man in white robes, and was violently attacked and flew out of the shrine, suffering more serious injuries than the first time.

The injury is aggravated, but on the face of Ye Chenfeng, not only did not see a trace of frustration, but it revealed the joy of the accident.

Obviously, he had a big fight with the old man in the white robe.

"Sure enough, as I have guessed, this old man in white robes is not a real life, but the evolution of the rules of the shrine. If you push the rules of the shrine, you can find his weakness and defeat him!" The wind is bright and the eyes are healing, while the control of the brain is speeding.

After a few more days, Ye Chenfeng once again stepped into the shrine to challenge the old man in white robe.

The days go by.

Although the injury is heavier than once, the harvest of Ye Chenfeng is getting bigger and bigger.

Through the deliberate deduction of the brain, Ye Chenfeng gradually captured the charm of the rules of the deep palace.

"Primary, I advise you not to make unnecessary attempts, and with the strength of your virtual gods, you can't beat me!"

Looking at Ye Chenfeng, who entered the shrine for the 17th time, the old man in white robes is still indifferent.

"The younger generation does not believe this evil!"

Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and took the sword of all things to attack the old man in white robe, and he fought fiercely in the shrine.

Relying on the invincible strength, when the white robe old man broke the attack of Ye Chenfeng, he punched a punch at the chest of Ye Chenfeng and wanted to punch him and kick him out of the shrine.

"Space is a must!"

In the critical moment, Ye Chenfeng pushed the space rules to the extreme, forming a space of overlapping in front of him, and forcing the invincible punch of the old man in white robe.

"Hey!"

Comprehending the seven-space rule, Ye Chenfeng's space for a hundred bans is more powerful, but it can't resist the invincible punch of the white robe old man.

But the space is banned and broken, and Ye Chenfeng seizes the opportunity and sneaked to the side, controlling the brains to push the rules of the shrine.

"Primary, I see where you are hiding!"

The gaze of the old man in the white robe locked Ye Chenfeng, and the rule power to control terror fell from the sky, just like a waterfall, and it was suppressed on the body of Ye Chenfeng.

"Where is the weakness!"

The moment when Ye Chenfeng’s body was suppressed by the horror of the shrine’s rules, the speedy deduction of the brain was revealed through the rules of the shrine, and the weakness of the white robe old man was revealed.

"Spirit image!"

Locking the vulgarity of the old man in the white robe, Ye Chenfeng forcibly splits the three mirrors to help him to open up the dilapidated rules of the shrine, erupting more than six million pounds and forcing the old man in white robe.

Ye Chenfeng is close, and the old man in white robe twists his hands quickly, and he has a powerful light.

"Time is still!"

The old white robe did not wait for this reproduction, and Ye Chenfeng suddenly stopped.

Although the strength of the old man in white robes broke the time and rest in the blink of an eye, Ye Chenfeng seized this fleeting opportunity to control the artificial swordsman to stab the weakness of the white robe old man.

"You, you found my weakness!"

The weakness was attacked. The old man in the white robe had a lot of cracks in the body like broken glass. He widened his eyes and looked at Ye Chenfeng incredulously.

"Everything is a sword, give me a break!"

When the white robe old man was seriously injured, Ye Chenfeng poured the power of the whole body into the sword of all things, throwing it out with force, sharp and sharp, cutting all the barriers of the mother sword pierced the weakness of the white robe old man. In one fell swoop, his body was smashed.

The white robe old man is broken, and a lot of Baixi-like energy appears in the shrine. Crazy immersed in the body of Ye Chenfeng, madly boosting his own strength and purifying the power of his body.

Under the time of the semi-column, Ye Chenfeng’s surprise found that the bottleneck of the realm that he could not break through was broken.

"God punishment, my **** is coming!"

The bottleneck in the realm was broken. Ye Chenfeng immediately felt that the breath of the gods locked him. He hesitated and left the Sun Moon Palace to appear outside.

He is prepared to go through the divine punishment first, break through to the peak of the virtual god, and then conquer the mysterious sword.