Looking at the golden flames floating in the void, it turned out to be Phoenix Essence Fire, more advanced than Phoenix True Fire. This is the essence of Phoenix's life.

If the true fire is only the flame spit out by the Phoenix, and the Jinghuo is the most mysterious flame in the Phoenix's body, it can burn all things, the rumor is not weaker than the real fire of Samadhi.

Directly sacrifice the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, put away the phoenix essence fire, and refining when you go out, when the five elements big mudra will definitely go further.

For the power of the five elements, Ye Feng has already collected water, wood, earth, and fire. Not surprisingly, the next layer should be gold, and the first of the five elements, containing the power of sharp gold.

Ye Feng could clearly see that there was a witch spirit hovering in the Phoenix Spirit Fire. It wouldn't be a Phoenix Spirit Fire, but a witch god, right?

There was no time to think about it. On the wall, a ripple appeared, and the gateway to the seventh floor appeared. I don't know what will meet Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng passed through the portal, he noticed a pain in his chest, and a sharp sword passed through his chest and directly stab Ye Feng. With his tyrannical body, he couldn't stand a sword.

Seeing the blood spraying out, Ye Feng's eyes swept away, and then his body fell backwards, and found that he was trapped in a formation of thousands of swords. Just now, one of the long swords passed through his body.

There are countless golden long swords floating on top of Ye Feng's head. One long sword can penetrate the body. If so many long swords are dropped together, Ye Feng guesses that there will be no flesh left.

"What a terrible sword formation!"

Ye Feng's eyes showed a look of horror. He had never seen such a powerful sword formation. It is estimated that when the Eight Tribulations Earth Immortal comes in, there will be no **** left.

The sword formation was getting lower and lower, and it was only a few tens of meters above Ye Feng's head. Once it fell, Ye Feng's bones disappeared.

"Yeah, what a terrible sword formation, boy, you are not going to die!"

Mu Bai and Mizuki Liuhun both appeared, standing alone on one shoulder, the tree willow soul was gloating, watching the sword formation fall without feeling scared at all.

"Shut up for me, if you are talking, I will just throw you out."

Ye Feng's complexion turned blue, and he threw him directly into the Nine Prisons Demon Cauldron, first used the magic flame to refine him for three days and three nights, otherwise he would be dishonest in the future.

Sure enough, after Mizuki Liuhun fell into the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron, he let out a scream, and kept begging Ye Feng for mercy, but Ye Feng ignored it and continued to study how to break the formation.

"Boy, are you sure to break this sword formation?"

Mu Bai looked worried. This was not an illusion. The wound on Ye Feng's chest was real. If it were to fall, Ye Feng would definitely die.

"Difficult, too difficult!"

Ye Feng frowned, making it difficult for even the Eight Tribulations Earth Immortal to escape from the sword formation, not to mention that Ye Feng was no more than the Six Tribulations Earth Immortal, so the strength gap was too great.

"Then what should we do, shall we just give up?"

Mu Bai worries, he has already reached the sixth floor, and there are four more floors to reach the tenth floor. Now that he is dead, isn't it a failure.

"Am I eligible to give up?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. Once he stepped into the gate of death, there was no possibility of giving up. Unless he went to the tenth floor, he would die here.

The sword formation fell a little bit, just a few tens of meters, and in a blink of an eye, it became more than a dozen meters high. The sharp sword aura seemed to be able to tear Ye Feng's skin, making his whole body very uncomfortable.

"Following the financial industry, does it take the power of flame to break the golden sword formation?"

Ye Feng remembered using the power of the ancestor of water to break the Phoenix's true fire. If he uses the power of the flame, can he break the golden sword formation?

"The fire burns the finance, the wood is cut, the aquatic soil is solidified, the soil is filled with water and the fire is extinguished.

The power of the five elements regenerates and overcomes each other, water overpowers fire, and fire overpowers gold.

From the sixth floor, Ye Feng received a group of Phoenix Spirit Fire, to see if he could help him to break through this terrifying sword formation.

Time is running out, Ye Feng immediately took out the Phoenix Essence Fire, and his divine consciousness penetrated directly. Sure enough, there was also a cloud of witch energy in it, which turned out to be the most precious treasure of the Wu clan.

Ye Feng began to wonder, how could there be so many treasures left by the witch gods in this Jianzhuxing Pavilion? Did several witch gods participate in a great battle that year?

The eyes of the sky witch opened, and a fiery world appeared. This was the depths of the phoenix fire. A red phoenix soared into the sky, with a long flame behind him.

When Ye Feng Yuanshen entered, the surrounding flames boiled, and the eyes of the sky witch opened directly, shooting out a ray of light, directly shining on Phoenix.

Seeing a human coming in, the phoenix fluttered and fell in front of Ye Feng. From his eyes, he saw something humane.

"The eyes of the witch god, how can you have the eyes of the sky witch!"

Fenghuang even spoke on his own, and was very puzzled when he saw Ye Feng showing the eyes of the sky witch.

"You are the ancestor of fire among the twelve witch gods, senior Zhu Rong!"

The twelve witch gods, Zhu Rong is in charge of the flames of the world, and he is the witch **** of fire.

"Are you the person predicted by the wizard god?"

Phoenix turned into a middle-aged man. It was Zhu Rong, the **** of fire, and there seemed to be some understanding in his eyes.

"The other witch gods also said the same. I don't know the specifics."

Ye Feng gave a bitter smile. As for whether it was a descendant of the witch god, he didn't know, but several other witch gods said so.

"Have you seen other witch gods?"

A hint of astonishment flashed in the eyes of God Zhu Rong.

"I have seen Wu Tianwu, the ancestor of wind, and Wu Gonggong, the ancestor of water!"

Ye Feng didn't conceal it, there are still a few treasures, Ye Feng didn't go in to check, no surprise, there must be a witch **** inside.

"Since you are a descendant of the wizard god, then I don't embarrass you, but your strength is really not flattering. Let me help you to improve your realm. It is the last thing I did for the wizard **** before my death. one thing."

The Fire Ancestor Witch actually wanted to help Ye Feng to improve his realm.

"Senior, senior, wait a moment!"

Seeing the terrible power of Fire God exuding from the other party, Ye Feng quickly stopped it.

"Don't you come to let me help you improve your strength?"

Vulcan Zhu Rong's face was incomprehensible. If Ye Feng collects all the twelve witch gods, he can completely raise the twelve realms, and may even become directly above the immortal.

"There are more important things in front of us, and we need help from seniors."

Of course Ye Feng wanted to improve his strength, and he was very urgent. Unfortunately, he could only lose such a good opportunity, because there was still more important thing for him to do than to improve his strength, to resolve the sword formation outside.

"Let's talk about it, since you are the descendant of the wizard god, I will help you without hesitation."

Vulcan Zhu Rong gave up improving Ye Feng's cultivation level, but asked instead.

Ye Feng briefly recounted the situation outside, hoping that Vulcan Zhu Rong, with the help of the power of flame, could help him crack the sharp golden sword formation outside.

Hearing Ye Feng's narration, Vulcan Zhu Rong basically understood that the descendant of the wizard **** in front of him had encountered a crisis and needed his help to resolve it.

"You have to think about it. There is only one chance. If you miss it, there will be no chance again. Not any witch **** can help you improve your realm."

Zhu Rong asked with certainty that the twelve witch gods are in charge of heaven and earth, and each is different. Not any witch **** can help Ye Feng improve his realm.

It is like the witch **** of the wind, only helping Ye Feng to wash the marrow and cut down the hair, can not improve the realm.

The water ancestor witch can raise the realm, and so can the fire witch god. I don't know if the wood ancestor witch, the earth ancestor witch, and the gold ancestor witch can help oneself improve the realm.

"I think it over, and ask senior to take action to help me resolve the immediate crisis."

The sword formation outside had fallen on top of Ye Feng's head, and even Ye Feng felt tingling pains, and after a few more breathing times, the sword formation would completely fall.

"Okay, then I will take action to help you dissolve these Jin Rui Qi!"

Vulcan Zhu Rong did not hesitate, and once again became a phoenix, flying out of here, the outside world instantly changed and turned into a red ocean.

The sky full of flames appeared, and even the space was ignited. The golden long swords were melting away, unable to withstand the power of the Phoenix's essence fire.

The swords that were about to fall disappeared one after another, and Ye Feng's crisis was lifted. Thanks to Zhu Rong, the **** of fire.

Seeing the phoenix disappear completely, Ye Feng sighed with emotion. The twelve witch gods ruled an entire era. Unfortunately, as the times changed, the witch gods gradually fell and were drowned in the dust of history. He didn't know where the other witch gods were now.

The sharp gold gas disappeared, and a portal appeared, leading to the seventh floor.

Stepping into the portal, Ye Feng felt his body lighten. Entering the octagonal building, it was still the Jianzhuxing Pavilion.

Unknowingly, it has been nearly ten days since Ye Feng came in. During this time, many people have stayed in the door of death forever.

There were also people who returned from the life gate without success and returned directly to the outside, continuing to wait. After all, it took twenty days for Jian Zhuxing Pavilion to open.

"The Jianzhuxing Pavilion this time seems to be different from previous years. There are treasures in the life. This time some genius disciples have grabbed good things, and even the dead are different, giving them a new lease of life. "

Outside Jianzhuxing Pavilion, many warriors were discussing in twos and threes, and something appeared in the life gate, causing countless people to rush in crazy.

If you can get the ancient immortal artifacts, it is definitely a treasure. When you return to the outside, you can master the situation.

If you can get the elixir, it will be like a fish in the water. From then on, the wind will go smoothly.

"Yes, it's a pity that I just broke into the fifth floor, so I couldn't resist the formation inside and was sent out directly."

Another sighed. Fortunately, it was the life door that had entered. If it were the dead door, I am afraid that he would have already died.

Some sighed, some looked forward to it, and some turned their eyes steadily to see who could go higher, and if they could steal the treasure in secret.

But Ye Feng didn't know all of this. He was already on the seventh floor, his eyes swept around, and there was a sharp golden aura on this layer. No accident on the seventh floor, it should also be the power of sharp golden.

Sure enough, at a corner of the wall not far away, Ye Feng saw a huge stone the size of a water tank. It was shining golden and looked like a rare treasure.

Moreover, in the middle of the golden boulder, there was a halo, and the witch energy was billowing on it, and another witch **** was born.