"How is that possible! You...your power..." Leng Qianhen's eyes were filled with horror.
How could a boy with the third level of the Golden Core have such terrifying physical strength and such weird dragon power suppression?
Ye Feng succeeded with one blow, how could he get a chance to breathe? A cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and he showed no mercy when he gained the upper hand. He stepped forward and punched out again.
This punch, the starlight was bright, arousing the power of the stars in the nine heavens, and its power was three points greater than before.
Leng Qianhen's liver and gallbladder were split. He wanted to escape and use the magic weapon to save his life, but in the face of Ye Feng's continuous offensive like a violent storm, there was no chance. In a hurry, he could only barely bring up the remaining spiritual power and set up a spiritual shield.
"Click!"
The spiritual shield was as fragile as tissue paper under Ye Feng's fist, and shattered with a sudden sound.
"Bang!"
The second punch hit Leng Qianhen firmly on the chest.
"Pfft—"
Leng Qianhen flew backwards, his sternum broken inch by inch, and his internal organs had been shattered into a ball of mud by the violent force.
He fell heavily to the ground dozens of feet away, creating a big crater, and his vitality quickly disappeared.
He opened his eyes wide and refused to close his eyes.
Until his death, he did not understand how he, a dignified elder of Wanjian Sect in the early stage of Nascent Soul, could die so easily at the hands of an unknown Jindan boy.
Ye Feng slowly walked to Leng Qianhen's body. He did not have any hobby of killing. He could always kill his enemies with one blow without any delay.
"The early stage of Nascent Soul is nothing more than this." Ye Feng curled his lips and began to skillfully touch the corpse.
Soon, a storage ring, several bottles of pills... all became Ye Feng's trophies.
In Leng Qianhen’s storage ring, there are quite a few spirit stones, as well as some jade slips from the Wanjian Sect’s sword tactics, and some miscellaneous materials.
"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat." Ye Feng put the things away into categories and then used a fireball to turn Leng Qianhen's body into ashes.
"Wan Jian Zong... I hope you won't be ignorant and send people to deliver food again." Ye Feng muttered, but a coldness flashed in his eyes. He is not a person who kills indiscriminately, but if someone takes the initiative to provoke him, he will never show mercy.
After solving this little episode, Ye Feng no longer delayed, took out the Star Thunder Sword, turned into a stream of light, and galloped away in the direction of Tianji Sect.
……
The familiar mountain gate of Tianji Sect is in sight in the distance.
Ye Feng put away the Star Thunder Sword and landed in front of the mountain gate. When the Shoushan disciples saw Ye Feng, they quickly bowed and saluted: "I have met Senior Brother Ye!"
Ye Feng is now also a celebrity in the sect. His status as a core disciple and some of his previous deeds make him quite prestigious.
"Yes." Ye Feng nodded casually and walked straight towards the sect.
He did not return to his cave, but went directly to the Demon Locking Tower.
Ye Feng entered the eighth floor of the Demon Locking Tower with ease.
The light inside the tower is dim, and there is still a faint trace of "demon" energy.
"Senior, Ye Feng is here to pay his respects." Ye Feng said loudly.
After the words fell, an old figure slowly emerged, it was the mysterious old man.
The old man still looked slovenly, but his eyes were a little more volatile than before. He looked Ye Feng up and down, and a look of surprise flashed in his cloudy eyes: "Boy, you... seem to have improved a lot in your cultivation? Moreover, this aura on your body... …"
He was keenly aware that Ye Feng's cultivation had not only improved from the first level of Jindan to the peak of the third level of Jindan, but more importantly, the vague dragon power in Ye Feng seemed to be more solid and pure than before.
Ye Feng smiled slightly and did not hide it: "I'm lucky, I got some opportunities outside."
He paused, then turned his palm over, and without any hesitation, he took out ten fist-sized blood-colored crystal stones that exuded pure energy fluctuations, and placed them on the ground.
"Senior, this is what I promised you. There are ten blood crystals in total. The quality should be decent."
In an instant, the entire eighth floor of the Demon Locking Tower was illuminated by the red light emitted by the ten dragon blood crystals. The rich and pure energy fluctuations stagnated the originally restless demonic energy in the tower.
The old man's originally calm expression completely froze the moment he saw these ten blood crystals!
His cloudy eyes suddenly widened, his breathing became a little rapid, and he stared at the crystal on the ground.
"This...this...this is...dragon blood crystal! And...and it is such a high-quality dragon blood crystal! It's...a full ten yuan!" The old man's voice was trembling in shock.
The old man has lived for a long time and has extensive knowledge, but he has only seen sporadic records of dragon blood crystals of such quality and quantity in ancient books.
Each dragon blood crystal contains extremely pure original energy, which has immeasurable miraculous effects on suppressing evil spirits and stabilizing formations.
When he asked Ye Feng before, he just hoped that he could be lucky enough to find one or two pieces of acceptable quality to alleviate the gradual depletion of the energy of the Demon Locking Tower's array eyes.
But he never expected that when Ye Feng took action, it would be a full ten yuan! Moreover, the energy fluctuations of each piece far exceeded his expectations, and its purity was so high that it made him, an old guy who was used to seeing wind and waves, extremely nervous.
"Boy...you...where did you get these treasures from the Ancient Tomb of Ten Thousand Demons?" It took the old man a long time to recover from the shock, with a hint of complexity in his tone. There were surprises, doubts, and even a hint of envy for Ye Feng's situation.
Ye Feng scratched his head and smiled: "Well, it's a long story. In short, it was a narrow escape, and I almost lost my life. Senior, do you think these dragon blood crystals are enough?"
"Enough? More than enough. !" The old man took a deep breath, tried to calm down his excitement, and looked at Ye Feng with burning eyes, "Boy, you have helped me this time, no, you have done a huge favor to the entire Tianji Sect! With these dragon blood crystals, the formation of the Demon Locking Tower can not only be restored to its original state, but it can even be more stable than before!"
He paused and said solemnly: "The strange movements in the Demon Locking Tower have been going on for some time. The big monsters sealed in the tower have become increasingly restless recently. If I hadn't tried hard to suppress them, I would have caused trouble. I have previously calculated that if there is no more pure energy to replenish the formation, within three months at most, there will be big problems in the Demon Locking Tower."
Hearing this, Ye Feng knew it in his heart. It seems that he has really solved the sect's urgent need this time.
"Senior, I am serious. I am also a disciple of the Tianji Sect. It is my duty to contribute to the sect." Ye Feng said seriously. Although he is usually a bit aloof, he can still clearly distinguish between right and wrong.
The old man nodded approvingly, and his impression of Ye Feng became a little better: "Good boy, be responsible! Without further ado, you place these dragon blood crystals in the formation eye."
After saying that, the old man made a secret spell with one hand and muttered something in his mouth. As a mysterious spell hit the stone wall, the stone wall rippled like water waves, revealing a deep passage that only one person could pass through.
"Just go in." The old man warned.
Ye Feng thought for a moment, then turned around and entered.
The passage extends downward and twists and turns. As you go inside, the evil spirit becomes more and more intense. You can even hear the suppressed roars and the sound of chains being dragged from all directions, which is creepy.
Ye Feng looked calm. Now that his dragon soul has become stronger, ordinary demonic energy has no great influence on him.
After about half a stick of incense, we came to a wide underground stone chamber.