Cong Yunhai.

The place where the blue wind traps the sword.

Fatty Ye Feipeng narrowed his eyes and looked up at the hidden spot in the air, but hesitant expression appeared on his face.

Although the constant throbbing from the blue water droplets on his chest seemed to urge him to hurry up.

But when things came to an end, Ye Feipeng retreated again.

"Heavenly Demon Sword, it sounds very powerful. Also, it should be extremely dangerous here..."

"The situation is unknown. Although I have the Canghaizhu body protection, I cannot guarantee absolute safety."

"If I die again this time, I'm afraid I will really die."

The fat man's face was cloudy and uncertain, and his heart was very entangled.

After lingering like this for a long time, it may attract the attention of passing monks if they stay any longer.

Ye Feipeng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and rushed in.

A dreamy blue light appeared on his body at the right time, and with the help of Cong Yunhai, after a while, he successfully entered the strange space.

The blue transparent figure stood quietly.

He held a cage made of blue light in his hand.

The pitch-black hilt of the Heavenly Demon was like a beast in distress, constantly ramming, trying to struggle to escape.

"This is"

Ye Feipeng's gaze first stayed on the hilt of the Tiansha sword for a moment, and then looked towards Qingfeng uncontrollably.

"The soul of heaven and earth?!"

The little fat man's eyes became blood red in an instant, and his face was full of hideous colors.

If it weren't for the blue light all over his body, he would still retain a trace of reason. I am afraid that in the next second, he will recklessly rush towards Qingfeng.

With all his strength, he lowered his head.

Ye Feipeng, who gradually returned to normal, was full of horror at this time: "The soul of heaven and earth is actually another soul of heaven and earth!"

"The hilt of the Heavenly Devil's sword, which can compete with Him, is obviously also in the realm of Dao."

"The two great masters of the Dao..."

"If you don't pay attention, you will die."

"Dangerous, too dangerous..."

Ye Feipeng's face gradually became extremely pale, his mind was full of fear, and he had no intention to observe and comprehend.

Every second you stayed, the more you felt that the risk of falling was multiplied.

After waking up, Ye Feipeng didn't accomplish anything, so he just stood there blankly.

Not long after, he couldn't bear the fear in his heart any longer, and slipped out of the place where the Qingfeng trapped sword was.

Taking out the ability to suckle, the speed is extremely fast, flying all the way to the distance.

I waited until the fear in my heart completely dissipated, and finally stopped.

However, after recovering, Ye Feipeng suddenly felt regret.

I can't wait to give myself a big ear shave, my face is full of unwillingness.

So, he quietly went back.

Outside the mysterious space, Ye Feipeng hesitated.

After pondering for a long time, Fatty had a clear understanding of what kind of virtue he was.

"Even if I break in again, it will definitely be difficult to calm down under the power of the two great powers."

"Besides, it's really too dangerous here."

"But the opportunity here cannot be easily given up..."

After a while, Ye Feipeng's eyes lit up.

Recalling the time when Qingfeng and the hilt were fighting, the wisps of green light that fell from time to time.

"This green light seems to be the original source of the Cong Yunhai wind disaster."

"It is the pure energy of the origin from the soul of heaven and earth."

"I've been chasing wind disasters for several years, but I know best how terrifying the mighty power between heaven and earth is."

"Wind disasters are all transformed by this repeated green light."

"Although I can't look directly at the two of them, it is still possible to come to see the opportunities from these green lights."

"Qingmang can be weak or strong, it's really not good, I can start with the weakest ones."

The more Ye Feipeng thought about it, the more feasible it became.

Give yourself a boost and boost your confidence.

He broke into the mysterious space again.

This time, Ye Feipeng, who had self-knowledge, used 12 points of perseverance to control himself and did not look at the blue wind and the hilt.

Instead, he stared at the green light that fell from time to time.

"Well, this one seems to be stronger, and I have no luck with it."

"Hey, this one too. It's a pity."

In this way, Ye Feipeng looked eagerly at the green light one after another, disappearing from his eyes.

However, the cautious fat man, without full confidence, would never choose to shoot.

Wait patiently.

In the mysterious space, the confrontation between Qingfeng and Tiansha sword hilt seems to exist forever.

The passage of time seems to have lost its meaning.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Feipeng finally found a suitable hunting target.

A ray of blue light that was obviously much dimmed, slowly floated down, not knowing where it fell.

Under the cover of blue light, Ye Feipeng quietly followed.

From the mysterious space, all the way to the sky above the sea of Cong Yunhai.

Qingmang slowly transformed, and the sound of whimpering and roaring wind could be faintly heard.

Clouds are gathering from all directions, and a huge amount of energy is secretly accumulating.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Ye Feipeng could no longer hold back the greed in his eyes.

Under the blue light, he suddenly felt something, and he felt blessed.

He opened his mouth wide and swallowed the morphing green light in one gulp.

The green light entered his belly, and the fat man's belly twisted and shook violently.

As if it would explode at any time.

However, the fat man didn't care at all, and was even a little lazy after eating.

His eyes narrowed, as if he had held up until he was about to fall asleep at any time.

In the Profound Sky Mirror, Li Fan, who was cultivating hard, had a slight thought.

With another focus, he carefully observed Ye Feipeng from the perspective of heaven and earth.

I saw that after swallowing Qingmang, Ye Feipeng was originally a cultivation base in the late stage of Qi refining, and was rapidly climbing.

And his originally pure white luck was also stained with a sacred and pure cyan.

Moreover, as Ye Feipeng continued to digest the power of Qingmang, the cyan became more and more intense, gradually smearing the surrounding white.

"Standing on the tuyere, pigs can fly."

"Little Fatty didn't just stand in the wind, he ate the whole wind."

"I don't know how high he can fly this time."

"Fate moves with every change..."

Li Fan watched Ye Feipeng quietly, the sun rising and the moon setting.

In the blink of an eye, six days passed, and the fat man's bulging belly finally retracted.

Ye Feipeng opened his eyes, and a gleam of blue light flashed in his eyes.

After investigating the changes in his body, his face was full of uncontrollable joy.

The first to test his own way of escaping the waves.

The figure flickered and disappeared from the spot.

After a few breaths, he escaped to the horizon.

"At least twice as fast as my original speed!"

"Ordinary foundation-building period is far from catching up with me."

"Now I act, it's safer!"

"And, I have a hunch that with the improvement of my cultivation, my speed can be further improved."

"I can't imagine how shocking the world will be."