The Strongest Dan God

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In the small attic of Yefu, the night is quiet and the cool breeze bursts.

Ye Zhongtian is a single coat, a pot of sake, and a person alone leans against the railing in the attic.

He looked at the distance unknowingly, and he didn't know what he was thinking. The moonlight poured down and shone on his back. He felt a little vicissitudes.

"Master, can't you sleep?"

Tang Feng smiled and walked over, took a robes and put them on Ye Zhongtian's body: "You, when you are older, you should pay attention to somebody, don't give it to the cold."

"Nothing, this day, it is not cold." Ye Zhongtian glanced at it, but he was stubborn. However, he had to take the robe first and sighed slightly: "If you can't sleep, are you not the same?"

Tang Feng flashed a bright color in front of his eyes, and smiled and nodded.

"Oh... I am excited in my heart, I still can sleep, and I am very touched by the things of Zifeng today. Not only did they both break with Xueyi, but they also got the opportunity to exchange students with Xuanmen recommended by the hospital. I really gave our parents a face!"

Since she deeply understands the strength of Ye Zifeng, she has not left any small meaning in her heart, and his name is also polite.

She paused for a moment: "To be honest, because of his existence, our Ye family has embarked on the road of revival, and I rushed to this point. I admire him. But just take it, you see no, snow. The instrument seems to be against him, holding the feelings beyond the brothers and sisters."

Ye Zhongtian sighed deeply, what Tang Feng said, why not what he thought?

"Yeah, I didn't want to mention this thing, but if we don't stop it, I'm afraid it will be a big disaster in the back!"

"So, lord, what do you want to do?" In the eyes of Tang Feng, a flash of light flashed: "Is it worth it, should you consider the snow meter, marry it?"

"Married out?" Ye Zhongtian deeply indulged for a moment, and suddenly shook his head: "No, this girl has a very good temper, you have to force her to marry, then she will not promise to die."

"So, what better way do you have?"

He continued to say: "Well, continue to maintain the status quo, if it is not, then I have to send her to my home."

When I heard the word "home", Tang Feng’s heart glimpsed, knowing that Ye Zhongtian was trying to move the real thing. He said: "Okay, this is also a way to make her long-term memory, but also Lessons."

......

Ye Xueyi and her brother returned to the neighborhood with a smile and a smile, just want to say goodbye.

Ye Zifeng suddenly remembered something, and his eyes showed a solemn color: "Wait, Xueyi, there is something important, I want to find you."

"But, it’s all so late, and you and I are all tired..."

Ye Zifeng stared at her appearance: "Snow, I am serious..."

"Well, you said. What is it, so important?" Ye Xueyi looked at him with some sleepy eyes.

Ye Zifeng nodded, and said: "This is the case. Wait a moment, I will go to your room and want to see the situation on your back with your own eyes!"

"What?!" Ye Xueyi's sleepiness was completely driven away by her brother's sentence, his face was red and red.

"Zi Fengge, I don't know if you still have such a good! Even for your sister, have this idea!"

Ye Zifeng looked at her faintly: "Where did you go wrong? You remember that before you broke through the realm of the martial arts, because of the existence of the little sword imprint on the back, failed to break through successfully... Hey, Xueyi, Don't hurry to go! Snow meter!"

Ye Fengfeng has not said anything yet. I saw that the other party has already left quickly. Where is the follow-up explanation, her pretty face seems to be slightly shy.

He frowned and sighed a little: "Oh... stop, come to Japan, this sword-printing thing, then leave it and ask later."

......

Go back to your room and light the candle.

From the space ring, Ye Zifeng took out the practice that the martial artist developed.

After the last time, it has been a long time. He has always used the power of the Wuhun, but he rarely finds the ghost, and he has to say a few more words.

"After smoking so many medicinal herbs, haven't you recovered yet? If you don't come out again, then this time, I will force you out." Ye Zifeng smiled and began to look at the first page of the exercises.

This 10,000-point martial arts practice, if you want to come again, can also play a certain role in limiting the ghost.

As a former martial artist, Wu Zong’s insights into martial arts are far better than ordinary people. Now the martial arts’ martial arts are in front of you. Naturally, they are very fast.

After half a sigh, I saw the head and neck of Ye Zifeng, a white mist transpiration, like a natural barrier.

"Hey? It’s a 10,000-point reward for redemption, and it’s really a little way to practice.”

Ye Zifeng smiled lightly and turned over one page and continued to study it carefully.

I saw the white mist of the head and neck gathering more and more, the wind and the wind burst into the acupuncture points of the whole body.

As the former brother said, this method is called the formation of Wuhun, which is actually a practice to limit the Wuhun activity.

Originally, the students in the refining period did not have a martial arts. It is also a no-brainer to learn this method. However, Ye Zifeng does not have to worry about this problem.

The power of the Wuhun, he has been there very early!

A low voice sounded from the bottom of the leaf front: "Little devil, what are you doing, why suddenly, I feel that my strength is like being bound?"

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "What do you think? For so long, you can't rely on it. Isn't the medicine absorbed too much?"

The ghost's voice was silent for a moment, and then he sneered a sneer: "The little devil reminds you that when you talk, pay more attention to the tone of speech, don't be too arrogant!"

"So, you want me to listen to you?"

Ghostly laughs: "Of course, otherwise, what do you want?"

Ye Zifeng smiled lightly, raised his eyes and turned up the practice of forming a Wuhun, step by step to follow the above steps.

Between the time, in the space where the cloud steamed Mengze, a few lightning bolts were suddenly cut through the sky, and suddenly they were shot down on the ghosts. Although the attack was not fatal, it caused some minor injuries.

"This... this attack? What happened? What kind of method did you use to attack me? Stop and stop!"

Ghosts thought that Ye Zifeng was a shackle, but he was parasitic on him, and he was born with the same fate. If Ye Fengfeng died, he could not live. So, he only intended to lend him some strength before. .

Who can expect that the means of Ye Zifeng is beyond his imagination. The spiritual gift of Dan Medicine has benefited him a lot, and only when Ye Yuanfeng wants to borrow the power of Wuhun, it has also exerted some strength.

So now, after Ye Zifeng has this practice in his hand, he can still attack himself, which is a surprise to him.

"Stop...fast stop!"

However, where Ye Zifeng would listen to it, he pretended not to hear it. According to the steps of the martial arts to raise the success method, he continued to do it step by step.

"Hey, little devil, you heard no, I told you to stop! Stop!" The voice of ghosts from the beginning of the arrogance, to calm, and then, later, slowly became a little panic.

Ye Zifeng is another way to turn over a page, and the corner of his mouth raised a faint smile.

Innumerable thunder light is like a void bomb, constantly pouring into the space where ghosts are located.

"Would you like me to stop? Yes. You brought me to the place where the cloud steamed Mengze. I would like to say a few words to you in person."

The ghost stopped for a moment, and then he shook his head and said, "No, I remember I said that if this is the case, it will be very detrimental to my own cultivation."

"That's a shame." Ye Zifeng smiled slightly and continued to look at the practice of forming a Wuhun, and read it.

In his eyes, the light flashed in a flash, and the speed of turning the books of the exercises was extremely fast.

"Stop, stop!" On the other side of the ghost, it is obviously very uncomfortable.

He thought that Ye Zifeng, a former sick man, was always a good talker. He didn't expect that the other party started to squat, and it was simply pushing it to death!

"What stopped? Can I take it, have you promised?" Ye Zifeng raised his head slightly and asked.

"Okay... Ok. I counted so many medicinal herbs that you ate, and owe you a good one." Ghost sighed deeply, and his heart was depressed.

As soon as it started, it only saw that the space around the leaf front began to gradually become blurred, and the whistling wind could be heard clearly from the ear.

"You wait, just fine."

Taking advantage of this stall, Ye Fengfeng said nothing, and quickly turned to a page on the practice. After a careful review, the corner of his mouth raised a strange smile.

Later, his thoughts rose and the surrounding scenery began to change. A vast starry night world seemed to fall, and the cloud dreams and the mountains and rivers were the scenes that I had seen several times before!

One time, two times cooked.

This time, his reaction was much sharper than before, and he jerked back.

A huge ghost circling in the air, because of the shadow, people can not see its true face.

"Little devil, have you seen me, are you satisfied? And, in the end, what do you want to say to me in person?"

Ye Zifeng smiled slightly: "I just came over and tried it. I want to see it. It took me a million points to reward me. Is it worth it?"

"What are you talking about?" The ghost was faint, and it seemed that things were a little bad...