"This golden blood lion is worthy of the ancients, and the combat power is too strong!"

Ye Chenfeng did not expect that the golden lion's blood lion was hit hard by the emperor's blasting stone, and the combat power remained undiminished, feeling a bit tricky.

"Poetry, do you have a top quality or a good quality?"

Hiding in the distance, the summer butterfly who can't help is anxious, and has to seek help from the poetry.

"Yes, I have a superb Tianjing on my body, more than 10,000 top grade Tianjing!" The poetry poetry nodded.

"Great!" The summer butterfly blossoms in full bloom, revealing a deep color of surprise: "Poetry poetry, can you give me the best of Tianjing and Shangpin Tianjing? They can help us turn the tide, Kill the golden sorrowful lion."

"Okay, no problem!"

The best Tianjing is precious, but it can't be compared with the ancestral ancestral roots. Besides the extraordinary background of the poetry and poetry, she didn't even think about it. She took out the best Tianjing and Shangpin Tianjing. Was given to the summer butterfly.

"Sword Spirit, come back!"

There was enough energy stone, and the summer butterfly immediately summoned back his own sword, and blended the best of the crystal and the top of the crystal into the body of the sword.

"Hey!"

Combined with enough energy, the strength of the sword spirit climbed up, easily crossing the realm of the Tao, and rising the power.

Between the blink of an eye, the sword's fighting power reached the four-star emperor, and the terrible breath shocked the poetry and widened his eyes.

"Sister Xia, what is your level of embarrassment, how can it be so powerful!"

The poetry of poetry looked at the swordsman who had turned up and down, and asked with surprise.

"I don't know, this is what I got with the morning wind by chance!" The summer butterfly said vaguely, did not reveal the spiritual inheritance.

"Go, kill the big lion!"

The summer butterfly thoughts to move, and the lower product Qingyu Lingdao was loaned to the sword and ordered.

Hands hold the Qing Yu Ling knife, the sword spirit is intertwined with the sword of the sky, attacking the golden lion, the terrible knife stalking the heavens and the earth, flying a golden lion with a **** lion, a huge There was a deep knife mark on the body, revealing the bones.

"Hey!"

Under the tide of the sword, the **** lion's injury is getting heavier and heavier, but its counterattack can't hurt the sword's spirit, which makes it more and more angry, the terrible lion's voice is earth-shattering, It won't break for a long time.

"Green sacred bow, shoot!"

When Sword Spirit completely suppresses the golden lions, Ye Chenfeng pushes the mind to the extreme, clings to the holy sacred bow, assists the sword scorpion to attack the golden lion, and constantly explodes its powerful flesh.

As the injury became more and more serious, the golden blood lion was born to retreat and wanted to break out of here.

"Boss, don't let it run, the blood of the **** lion is very precious, and it is very beneficial to us!"

Looking at the golden lion's blood lion wanting to escape, the chaotic beast immediately shouted with a scorpion.

"Reassured, it can't run!"

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng summoned the treasure of the life of Chaos, and the chaos of the gods continued to grow. It changed into a tall, ancient wood that fell from the sky and attacked the golden lion.

"Boom!"

The injury is serious, and the inevitable golden scorpion lion is stunned by the chaotic god, and the huge body trembles and falls to the ground.

The next moment, tens of thousands of five-color roots must break through the body defense of the Golden Blood Lion, rooted in it, and forcibly suppress it.

"Hey!"

The chaos of the gods was suppressed, and the golden lions sent a desperate roar and struggling.

There is no serious injury, and it is impossible to break free from the suppression of Chaos.

"Everyone attacks together, we work together to kill it!"

At this time, Ye Chenfeng called out the summer butterfly and other people, attacked the golden lion with the blood, and crushed the lion's head.

After about a fragrant time, the huge lion's head of the golden lion was smashed by Ye Chenfeng and others, and fell to the blood in the basin.

"Call, finally kill it!"

Looking at the body of the golden blood lion, Ye Chenfeng took a sigh of relief.

If it is not for the help of war poetry, he can only kill it by forcibly awakening the candle dragon.

"Chaos, the dragon lion, the worm, the body of this golden lion is given to you, let's dig the ancestral root!"

Ye Chenfeng did not delay the time, splitting out the mirror avatar, letting him dig out the deadly flower, and took the two women to the cave where the golden lions inhabited to find the legendary ancestral roots.

"Good, this hole is deep!"

Ye Chenfeng three people dive a few kilometers very fast, still no dive to the end, but feel the aura in the air is more and more rich, he feels the desperate ancestral root is the deepest in this hole At the office.

About half a column of incense, Ye Chenfeng three people came to the deepest part of the hole, blocked by a strong space forbidden.

"Golden Sword Soul, Broken!"

Ye Chenfeng’s thoughts moved, the golden sword soul broke out of his soul sea, mapping the glaring golden light, attacking to block them, containing a strong ancestral ban.

"Hey!"

Under the attack of the Golden Sword Spirit, the screaming sound of the ancestral ban continued to rupture, cracking a huge crack.

"Go, let's go in!"

Ye Chenfeng broke out more than one billion jins of strength, tearing open and forbidden cracks, and took the two women to the end of the hole.

When Ye Chenfeng summoned several moonstones to reflect the dark space, it was found that there was a three-meter-high tree with milky white leaves and six dragon-shaped roots.

The six dragon-shaped roots that it condenses are the desperate roots that Ye Chenfeng sought.

"God, this is a desperate ancestor!"

Looking at the height of three meters in front of him, the ancient wood with strong ancestral charm is exuded. The poetry and poetry reveals a deep surprise color. She did not expect that it not only gave birth to a ancestral root, but also gave birth to a plant. Desperate ancestral roots are more precious and desperately ancestral trees.

"Ye Big Brother, I know that my request is a bit unreasonable, but this is a desperate ancestor tree I want!" The poetry poem gently bite his lip, sorry to say: "But I will not smear Ye Big Brother. You are cheap, I can give you two Chinese swords of the true spirit, and then give you all the ancestors."

"Yes!"

You can find it here, thanks to the poetry of the war, not to mention that in order to kill the golden lion, she sacrificed enough, plus the Chinese sword is useful for Ye Chenfeng and Xia Butterfly. He promised very happy.

"Thank you, Ye Big Brother, you are such a good person!"

The poetry of poetry did not expect Ye Chenfeng to agree so so, and excitedly glared at his arm, gratefully said, took out two Chinese swords of the true spirit and gave them.

Ye Chenfeng and Xia Wendie are also not polite, and they have received two Chinese swords.

With these two swords, their attack power will be greatly improved, and the leapfrog will be easy.

"Let's go, we will pick up the ancestral roots and conquer the desperate ancestors!"

Speaking, Ye Chenfeng took two women and slowly approached the desperate ancestral tree rooted in the roots of the desperate forest.