After retreating for another day, Ye Fei felt that after taking the fire spirit fruit repeatedly, he had developed some resistance to the drug, and the effect was obviously not as good as the initial practice. He had gained a lot from this trip, so he gave up.

There was a faint smile on Ye Fei's face. The harvest in the past three days was not small, and his cultivation had improved a bit, and he was not far from the sixth floor of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

After taking a long breath of the turbid air in his lungs, Ye Fei was full of energy, struck while the iron was hot, and took out the heart of flame.

The Heart of Flame, dark red all over, is bigger than a washbasin, burning with strands of tiny flames, and a somewhat pungent bloody smell rushes straight towards it.

But at the same time, bursts of fiery fire-attribute aura surged out of that bloody smell, which was extremely refined and abundant, far beyond the comparison of the fire spirit fruit.

Ye Fei's eyes were fiery. At the moment, the Chiyang Pharmacopoeia was activated to the extreme, the heart of the flame trembled slightly, and wisps of fire-attribute spiritual energy whizzed up and submerged into the body, bringing a sense of dryness and heat.

Ye Fei's cheeks were a little flushed, he held his breath and concentrated, guided the movement, passed through the meridians, and finally turned into pure spiritual power, poured into the dantian, the golden talisman of life.

In the room, Ye Fei sat cross-legged, his clothes fluttered, his hair fluttered, and the aura of the fifth floor of the Foundation Establishment Realm was rising and growing stronger.

The sun rises and sets outside the window, and two days pass in the blink of an eye.

The fiery red breath permeated Ye Fei's whole body, like a crimson furnace, the heat wave was rolling, and the breath was overwhelming, far from being comparable to the fifth floor of the Foundation Establishment Realm!

It's just that kind of breath, it's not calm, it's a little violent, and it's unstable, like a volcano about to erupt.

In front of him, the originally crimson Heart of Flame was obviously darker in color than when it was taken out for cultivation at the beginning of the day.

The majestic and pure fire-attribute aura in the heart of the flame has become the nourishment for Ye Feizhuang's cultivation base, making him climb to the peak of the sixth foundation building again!

Combat power is definitely not what it used to be!
At least twice as much as the previous trial of asking the heart!
At this moment, seeing the berserk aura around Ye Fei, it was obvious that he was about to break through to the seventh floor of Foundation Establishment.

However, Ye Fei suddenly retracted his hands at this moment, and the Chiyang Pharmacopoeia also stopped working.

His eyes opened, and there was a flash of brilliance in his eyes, showing a touch of confidence.

"If I meet someone like Li Xianhong again, with one slap, I will be able to slap him, and all his phantom beasts to death!"

Ye Fei's voice was flat, and Li Xianhong's fighting power was like a happy existence in front of him today.

After all, Ye Fei put away the Heart of Flame.

In terms of efficacy alone, the Heart of Flame is not comparable to the Hell Red Lotus Seed, but its uses are more extensive. If it is purely used to strengthen the cultivation base, it will inevitably hurt the body a bit.

With a strong cultivation base, you can completely use the hell red lotus seeds.

Ye Fei got up, gulped down a few mouthfuls of tea, felt the discomfort in his throat disappeared, and he entered the cultivation state again.

The ones used for training this time are the hell red lotus seeds.

A red hell lotus seed lay quietly in Ye Fei's palm.

It is about the size of a longan, and the whole is fiery red and full, like a crystal with a sense of crystallization. The sunlight outside the window shines in, and the red glow flows and shines brightly.

That kind of fire-attribute aura is much purer than the heart of flame, not to mention the fire spirit fruit.

Taking a deep breath, there is a fragrance in the heat, the fragrance and the majestic fire attribute aura, making Ye Fei narrow his eyes slightly, a little fascinated.

Such a pure fire-attribute aura is not in vain for the previous desperate snatching!
"In one go, upgrade to the seventh floor of foundation building!"

Slightly concentrating, Ye Fei had a look of determination in his eyes.

Haotian Peak will most likely come to attack later, so we must strengthen our strength as soon as possible.

This time, he was facing a colossus like Haotian Peak, and the Jin Fumen couldn't protect him even if they wanted to protect him. In the end, he probably had to solve this problem by himself.

With Chen Qiang's strength, Ye Fei, who is no longer comparable to what he used to be, doesn't care anymore, but in order to deal with the high-level members of the Golden Talisman Sect, the opponent will probably bring some powerful elders from the peak when he boards.

The Chiyang Pharmacopoeia was operating to the extreme again, and the pure spiritual energy of the hell red lotus seed whizzed into Ye Fei's body.

Cultivation has no time.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed.

In martial arts cultivation, the further you go, the more difficult it is to break through the shackles of the realm, so even if Ye Fei has the cultivation treasure of hell red lotus seeds.

After three days of painstaking practice, he only broke through to the seventh floor of the foundation building as scheduled, and consolidated his cultivation base, which was as deep and condensed as a rock.

As for the hell red lotus seeds, only three were used.

Opening his eyes, he clenched his fists, feeling the violent force in his body that surged like a river, Ye Fei's waist was straight, the corners of his mouth outlined a satisfying arc, and his heart surged with unprecedented confidence.

This power is amazing!

Ye Fei is not sure what kind of terrifying combat power he can unleash now?

After thinking about it, Ye Fei took a deep breath, preparing for the final practice.

Stand up and come to the field outside.

With a wave of his hand, the void roared, and eighteen blasting needles flashed in the air, existing in eighteen different directions.

Ye Fei had made up his mind during the trial of questioning his heart before, and planned to try it out after he came back. Can he perform three stacks of ten into one?
If it can, then the blasting needle will definitely produce more and more weird changes!
In that case, maybe I will be able to walk out a brand new way of refining weapons.

Now that he is free, Ye Fei plans to give it a try.

Just when Ye Fei was trying to find a new way to refine weapons, a group of menacing figures of twenty or thirty appeared in front of the gate of the Golden Talisman Gate.

Except for the team leader, this group of figures are all relatively young figures. If Ye Fei is present, they can be recognized at a glance. They are the burly Chen Qiang and Liu Lina!

Chen Qiang's expression was indifferent, showing no emotion.

Liu Lina looked a little gloomy and anxious.

Apart from the two, there were also some Haotian Peak disciples who had the same aura as Chen Qiang, or even a lot stronger than him, all of them raised their chins, looked cold and arrogant, and were arrogant.

And the one who led these young people was an old man with white hair and a childlike face, his eyes were burning with a divine light, which made the four guarding disciples of the Golden Talisman Sect tremble, and immediately greeted them with apologetic smiles!
Although the other party was so old that he was about to die, his powerful aura was obviously much stronger than that of their leader, Wuya Old Daoist!

Moreover, the other party saw that the visitor was not friendly at first glance, and now the Golden Talisman Sect may be in big trouble!

"Go, call me Ye Fei who killed my Haotian Peak disciple!"

The old man at Haotian Peak scolded, looking down from above.

"If it's too late, you guys from the Golden Talisman Sect are waiting to be expelled!" A young man who looked at people with his nostrils said in a cold voice. His eyes were like eagles, and he was obviously not joking.

It's really domineering, destroying the Golden Talisman Gate at every turn!

It seems that the lives of thousands of people in the Jinfumen are no different from trivial matters in his eyes.

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