The First Thousand Nine Hundred and Thirty-Ninth Chapters of the Road of the Spirit

"Another statue!"

When he came to the depths of the temple, Ye Chenfeng found another statue. Although this statue was far less big than the statue outside the temple, the breath it revealed was far more than the statue outside the temple. It was suspected to have a half-step ancestral realm. strength.

"Inheritor, you can pass the Wanjian Road, which shows that your talent is extraordinary, but the next test is far more terrifying than the Wanjian Road, you must be mentally prepared!" The idol suddenly opened his closed eyes and looked at Looking at Ye Chenfeng, he said without a trace of emotion.

Saying that, behind the statue, there is a starry sky road, and in the starry sky road, there are 108 statues.

"The Path of the Spiritual One is the ancient road that my ancestor of the Spiritual Race spent tens of thousands of years forging. If you defeat 108 statues in a row, you can pass the level. The loser will be trapped in the road of the Spiritual One forever!"

"Also, because in countless years, there are many inheritors who came here earlier to challenge the path of the spirit, and some people are trapped in the path of the spirit. If you meet them, you will be challenged by them. "

"Okay, inheritor, prepare well, you can accept the test of the Spiritual Path, I hope you can pass the test!"

After speaking, the idol stopped talking, and returned to a deep sleep.

"The Way of the Spirit!"

Although Ye Chenfeng was powerful, he did not challenge him easily. Instead, he sat cross-legged outside the Path of the Spiritual One, silently adjusted his breath, and adjusted his state to the best.

"Huh, it's time to challenge!"

After adjusting the state, Ye Chenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, stood up slowly, and stepped on the ancient road leading to the distant starry sky after stepping on the statue.

The moment Ye Chenfeng stepped on the road to the starry sky, endless starlight was reflected in front of him, and a statue of a god with a height of several dozen feet and an ancient atmosphere appeared in front of him.

Just as Ye Chenfeng was watching the statue quietly, the standing statue suddenly opened his closed eyes and burst out hundreds of millions of rays of light.

The next moment, a stone sword more than ten feet long appeared in the hand of the statue, and it slashed towards Ye Chenfeng with the power of destruction.

"Ancestral sword soul, broken!"

The terrifying stone sword struck, and Ye Chenfeng summoned the ancestral sword soul to greet him.

The ancestral sword soul is fused with the ancestral sword crystal, and its power is comparable to that of a top-grade ancestral weapon. With a hard touch, the stone sword in the hand of the statue shattered without any suspense. Wei directly shattered the tens of feet high statue.

"Cross the border!"

As soon as the statue was shattered, a deep voice sounded in Ye Chenfeng's ears, the starry sky in the distance suddenly lit up, and a second statue appeared.

The statues in the path of the spirits are extremely hard, and their attack power is even more terrifying, but for Ye Chenfeng, who has condensed his sword soul to the ancestral realm, there is no danger at all.

Under the attack of the ancestral sword soul, the statues were shattered, and it was impossible to stop Ye Chenfeng from moving forward.

Soon, Ye Chenfeng shattered thirty-four statues, and under the thirty-fifth table of gods, saw an old man with white hair, sitting on the ground, as if falling into a deep sleep, without any breath on his body.

"Five-star demon god!"

Under the induction of God Devouring Brain, Ye Chenfeng sensed the aura of the demon clan in the old man's body, guessing that he should be a five-star demon god.

"Hoohoho!"

Ye Chenfeng stepped evenly and approached the five-star demon god power. One after another, earth-shattering roars sounded in his body, and a huge Xuanwu phantom emerged from his body, roaring loudly at Ye Chenfeng.

"Xuanwu."

Looking at the huge Xuanwu phantom, Ye Chenfeng's face did not change at all. He stepped out one step, and the ancestral sword spirit flew out of his soul sea, leaving a deep sword mark in the air. The phantom of Xuanwu was cut open, and the unresponsive old man was split in half.

At the moment when the old man died, Ye Chenfeng could clearly see that the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Obviously, death was a relief for him.

Killing the old man with one sword, Ye Chenfeng controlled the ancestral sword soul to continue to attack, and then smashed the idol whose strength was close to the pinnacle of the five-star god realm.

"The thirty-fifth statue has reached the pinnacle of the five-star god realm, and the statue behind it has reached the ancestral realm!" Ye Chenfeng murmured to himself as he looked at the spiritual path leading to the distant starry sky. "But the overall strength of the Spirit Race doesn't seem to be strong. What secrets does the Spirit Race hide?"

Ye Chenfeng felt that the ultimate secret of the inheritance of the Spirit Race was far from simple, and with strong curiosity, he continued to challenge the powerful and terrifying statues on the road of Spiritualists.

Just when Ye Chenfeng was in the death cave, when he was tested by the inheritance of the spiritual clan, he felt the threat of the heavenly clan. Immediately chose to retreat to a higher realm to deal with the threat of the Celestial Clan.

The Heavenly Palace, the holy place of the Shentian clan, the place where Taishentian cultivated.

"The patriarch of the gods, that Ye Chenfeng has too many cards, I failed to capture him, please punish the patriarch!"

The patriarch of the Bird Clan, usually arrogant and indomitable Jinpeng Demon Ancestor, knelt under a golden pedestal engraved with the Phoenix Divine Feather, and said terrified.

As for the patriarch of the beast clan, although the celestial ape of the lower False God realm did not kneel, he pressed his huge body extremely low, and beads of sweat appeared on his broad forehead.

"It's not your fault, that Ye Chenfeng has a phantom artifact and has three half-step phantom gods to protect him. Even my avatar was beheaded by him. It's normal for you to lose!" Wearing a dark golden robe, the entire body The body and the space are fused together, and the whole person is empty and real, and Taishentian, who looks down on his true appearance, said in a strong voice.

"Patriarch Taishen, Jin Peng dares to ask, what is the origin of Ye Chenfeng?" Jinpeng Yaozu asked.

"His origin is not difficult to guess!" Tai Shentian said slowly: "He owns Chaos Shenmu, and his surname is Ye, and he is entangled with the people of the Protoss. Who do you think is the descendant of him?"

"Ye Wuji, is he the descendant of Ye Wuji, the number one cultivator in the False God Realm back then!" Jinpeng Yaozu narrowed his pupils and thought of a terrible name.

"Yes, he should be Ye Wuji's descendant!" Tai Shentian nodded and said: "This Ye Wuji is not simple, not only domineering Xiao Liudao, but also cultivating his son, once this Ye Chenfeng grows up , is bound to become a big worry for my Celestial Clan."

"Tell me, where did you lose Ye Chenfeng!"

"Dead overseas!" Jinpeng Yaozu said in fear.

"Dead Sea... Where did he go to? Could it be that there is a great opportunity in the Dead Sea that has not been destroyed?" Tai Shentian felt that Ye Chenfeng would never run to the Dead Sea for no reason. He traveled thousands of miles to the Dead Sea with absolute intentions. .

"By the way, is there any whereabouts of the Phoenix God?"

"No, the Phoenix God seems to have evaporated from the world, and we have never found her trace!" Jinpeng Demon Ancestor, the God of Heaven, shook his head and said.

"These two external incarnations are for you, and I will continue to search for the whereabouts of the Phoenix God with my external incarnation, find her at all costs, and ask the exact location of the tomb of the prehistoric waste!" The incarnation refined with painstaking efforts was given to Jinpeng Yaozu and the two said: "As for Ye Chenfeng, leave it to me, and I will destroy him."

"Yes, the patriarch of the gods!"

Jinpeng Yaozu took the incarnation of Taishen Tian into his body, left the Heavenly Palace, which put great pressure on them, and went to the demon realm to hunt down the Phoenix God who had not betrayed him.