Chapter 1952 Increasingly Difficult Challenges
Ten days later, Ye Chenfeng healed his injuries, adjusted his state to the best, and passed through the entrance of the space to enter the eighth floor of the tower of gods.
The Holy Spirit on the eighth floor of the Tower of Gods has the strength of a four-star ancestral realm, which brings great challenges to Ye Chenfeng.
He didn't dare to think like the previous one, unscrupulously provoking all the Holy Spirits in the entire space, and he could only choose the strategy of defeating them one by one.
"Wind, what a big wind!"
Entering the eighth floor of the tower of the gods, Ye Chenfeng found that the entire space was swept by endless winds, raising thousands of feet of yellow sand, obscuring his sight.
Although fighting in the windy space will have a certain impact on the combat power, it is beneficial to his strategy of defeating them one by one.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Chenfeng flickered slightly, melted into the gust of wind, restrained his breath, and marched like a ghost.
"Well, there are three Holy Spirits over there!"
Although the Holy Spirit was well hidden, but under the influence of God Devourer's brain, there was nowhere to hide. Ye Chenfeng easily found three Four-Star Ancestral Spirits hiding in the gust of wind.
"Vertigo!"
Ye Chenfeng's thoughts moved, and the powerful soul force exploded, forming a terrifying dizziness technique, bombarding the three four-star ancestral spirits.
"Buzz!"
Affected by Ye Chenfeng's stun attack, the consciousness of the three four-star ancestral spirits trembled.
The next moment, under the control of Ye Chenfeng, the ancestral sword soul flew out, easily breaking the defense, and splitting the bodies of the three four-star ancestral spirits.
One blow killed three ancestral spirits, and Ye Chenfeng retreated into the distance with the hurricane that swept the world, looking for the next target.
Soon, he discovered several ancestral holy spirits, and he repeated the trick, using the same method to kill them one by one.
As time passed, Ye Chenfeng was like a killer, walking on the eighth floor of the tower of gods, performing unpredictable killing techniques, and constantly killing the four-star ancestral spirit.
When he spent about ten days killing more than 300 four-star ancestral spirits, the two had white hair, wrinkles on their faces, and their appearances were somewhat similar. The two old women who were suspected to be sisters noticed Ye Chenfeng's exist.
Then, the two of them made two harsh long whistles, which alerted the eighth floor of the Tower of Gods.
"Heirs, accept your fate!"
In order to regain the qualification to challenge the tower of the gods, two white-haired old women swept up into the air, mobilized a powerful hurricane, and attacked Ye Chenfeng.
"Two five-star ancestors!"
Feeling the strength of the two white-haired old women, Ye Chenfeng frowned slightly, surprised that the old guardian outside had let the people from the Celestial Clan challenge the tower of the gods.
Surprised, he did not slow down the attack.
He stepped out and evolved into the domain of swords, instantly smashing the attack of the two white-haired old women, and engulfing them both in the domain of swords.
"Domain, this is the power of the domain, you are not a false god, how can you master the power of the domain!" The two white-haired old women said in surprise and inconceivable.
"The field of swords, kill!"
Ye Chenfeng didn't talk nonsense with them, and controlled the domain of swords to kill two white-haired old women, trying to kill them before being surrounded by a large number of holy spirits.
Although the Domain of Swords is powerful, the strength of the two white-haired old women is equally terrifying. They tried their best to resist the attack of the Domain of Swords, delaying time.
"Ancestral sword soul, destroy!"
Ye Chenfeng controlled the ancestral sword soul to break into the realm of swords, combined the power of the realm of swords, and attacked the two white-haired old women.
Both of them struggled to resist the field of swords, and now they were attacked by the ancestral sword soul, which made them even more unstoppable.
In an instant, the two of them were pierced by the ancestral sword soul, and they were crushed to death by the sword domain.
"not good!"
Although he killed two white-haired old women, he also revealed his whereabouts and was surrounded by hundreds of ancestral spirits.
In desperation, Ye Chenfeng could only summon the Primal Chaos Shenmu, boosting his combat power to the extreme, facing the tidal group of holy spirits and fighting them fiercely.
The Holy Spirit in the eighth floor of the Spiritual Spirit Pagoda reached the four-star ancestral realm, far exceeding Ye Chenfeng's own realm. He was attacked by hundreds of Holy Spirits at the same time. Ye Chenfeng was under enormous pressure and encountered great trouble.
Even if he opened the domain of swords, he could not resist the simultaneous attack of hundreds of holy spirits. One after another cracks appeared on the surface of the domain of swords, causing Ye Chenfeng to bear enormous pressure, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. .
"Chaos Shenmu, break it for me!"
The injury continued to worsen, Ye Chenfeng forcibly suppressed the serious injury, controlled the ferocious attack of the Chaos Shenmu, swayed the Chaos Five Elements of Light, forcibly tore a gap between the overlapping Holy Spirit groups, and fled into the distance quite embarrassed.
Ye Chenfeng fled with all his strength, and a large number of Holy Spirits chased after him.
While escaping, Ye Chenfeng deliberately slowed down, controlled the ferocious attack of the ancestral sword soul, and kept beheading the Holy Spirits who were chasing him one by one.
"Hey, when I get to the ninth floor of the tower of the gods, I have to change my strategy. First kill the undead inheritors on the ninth floor, and then slowly deal with the Holy Spirit, otherwise I will be chased and killed by thousands of five-star ancestral spirits, even if I No matter how deep the background is, I am afraid it will end in tragedy!" Ye Chenfeng, who was embarrassed, said silently in his heart.
Although he was quite embarrassed on the eighth floor of the Tower of Gods, this lesson also sounded the alarm for him, which was not a bad thing for him.
Time passed day by day, and soon, a month passed.
During this month, Ye Chenfeng, who was frantically killing while fleeing, successfully killed nearly 900 Holy Spirits.
However, during the attack, the amplitude effect of the Hongmeng bloodline disappeared for a period of time, causing Ye Chenfeng to suffer a lot of trauma and serious physical injuries.
"It's time to die with you guys!"
Looking at the remaining hundred or so four-star ancestral spirits, Ye Chenfeng re-ignited the blood of Hongmeng, opened up the powerful sword field to meet them, and fought fiercely with them.
Although there were only more than 100 Holy Spirits left in the eighth floor of the Tower of Gods, they still brought great trouble to Ye Chenfeng due to their terrifying strength.
However, under the attack of Chaos Shenmu and Sword Domain, a four-star ancestral holy spirit was continuously destroyed, but in the frenzied killing, Ye Chenfeng's physical injuries became heavier and heavier.
"Three thousand divine transformation fists!"
"A sword without God!"
"Chaos is infinite!"
Ye Chenfeng, regardless of his physical injuries, used his supreme supernatural powers to attack desperately again and again, bombarding the Holy Spirit of the Four-Star Ancestral Realm.
Finally, he almost played all his cards, and finally killed all the Holy Spirits in the eighth floor space of the tower of gods, and opened the way to the ninth floor space.
"Hoohoo!"
The scarred Ye Chenfeng glanced at the cracked space exit, his body softened, and he fell to the ground covered with cracks, gasping for breath, with lingering fears.
Although Ye Chenfeng was seriously injured, the more than a month of life and death has completely eliminated the erysipelas in his body and solidified his cultivation foundation.
"In two months, through the challenge of the first eight floors of the Tower of Gods, such a record is really terrifying!"
Looking at Ye Chenfeng who was seriously injured and fell to the ground through the mirror image, the old man shook his head and said with emotion.
After resting for about three days, Ye Chenfeng fully recovered from his physical injuries. He simply moved his body, passed through the entrance of the space, and entered a more dangerous and almost difficult challenge to the ninth floor of the Tower of Gods, challenging a thousand The Five-Star Ancestral Realm Holy Spirit.