Because Ye Feng discovered that the thunder dragon that was chasing him from above his head seemed to have no intention of letting him go easily. At this time, he could no longer be called a dragon at all. Situ His body shrunk severely, leaving only the thickness of his arms, and the aura that exploded could not be compared to the devastating aura at the beginning. Sure enough, as Yuan Ling had guessed, the farther away from the thunderous sky above his head, the weaker the thunder dragon became. Ye Feng pulled out the Burning Moon Sword and stared at the little thunder dragon falling from the sky, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. The paralysis disappeared, but the Brontosaurus weakened and became a Thunder Snake. And now that I have my feet on the ground and can leave whenever I want, what else is there to be afraid of? Damn it. Weren't you very arrogant just now? He was chased so embarrassingly that even Yuan Ling and the Flame Lion King fell into coma while one fell asleep to protect him. It was not Ye Feng's character to just give up without taking revenge. Ye Feng let out a long roar, jumped up, and slashed out with the Burning Moon Knife. There was a dense whining sound, and dozens of cuts were made in an instant. The Purple Light Razer is very fast. Speed is an advantage, but sometimes it becomes a disadvantage. It is because it is too fast and there is no time to dodge. Ye Feng's dozens of knives hit the Razer's body without missing a beat. .
No sound was made. The Burning Moon Knife struck the Thunder Snake, as if it had struck a piece of air. The knife passed through the Thunder Snake's body, but the Purple Light Thunder Snake seemed not to be injured at all, and still shot electricity at Ye Feng. "Physical attacks are actually ineffective?" Ye Feng retreated and thought to himself. Indeed, this thing is not a living creature of flesh and blood like a monster. It is made of pure thunder energy and cannot be hurt by ordinary martial arts. "It seems that you can't use normal attacks to deal with it." Seeing that Ye Feng could not hurt him, the Purple Light Thunder Snake became very arrogant, shouted at Ye Feng with disdain, and then began to attack violently. The speed is as fast as lightning, shuttling back and forth. Every time it hits Ye Feng, it will bring a strong sense of paralysis to him, making Ye Feng very timid and unable to use his hands and feet. For a moment, Ye Feng was overwhelmed and embarrassed by such a small thunder snake. However, he did not panic. The Purple Light Thunder Snake was at the end of its crossbow and could not cause fatal damage to Ye Feng. Ye Feng retreated while raising the fire energy. Every sword inspired has a trace of sword intent. Using the sword intent in conjunction with the fire energy to deal with the product of this condensed energy has a great effect. Every time it was hit with a knife, a piece of purple lightning would be torn from the Razer's body. After a few blows, the size of the Razer shrank significantly again. Razer seemed to feel something. After hissing violently, he was about to flee upwards. At this moment, there was a fluctuation in the storage ring Ye Feng was wearing. Ye Feng, who was slightly surprised, took out something from it, but it was the unknown bead he had collected when he climbed the stone peak. . At this moment, this round ball as big as an egg was flashing with a faint light even more than before. "This is?" Ye Feng's heart moved, and with a flick of his finger, he shot the ball towards Razer. Boom... In the flashing ball, a small purple snake could be vaguely seen swimming inside. After a slight flash, the small purple snake disappeared, but the entire ball became a dense purple light, exuding the aura of Rolling Thunder... "So this ball has the magical effect of absorbing thunder and lightning?" Ye Feng thought thoughtfully. He raised his head and continued to look up at the towering stone peaks, and then stepped into the rippling light door next to him...
… In the secret room that Ye Feng entered earlier, Peak Master Yan Xi sat cross-legged quietly, with a trace of worry in his eyes. "Ye Feng, although his talent and cultivation are strong, he is too weak. Hey, I wonder if he can successfully get that thing? If he misses, gets injured or even dies in the Thunder Prison space, we Wushuang Peak can It’s a huge loss.” And this way, I won’t be able to explain it to my daughter in the future. Peak Master Yan Xi sighed slightly. For an innate eighth-level warrior, the test he had prepared was too arduous. Perhaps it would be better to wait until Ye Feng's cultivation reached the virtual realm before executing it. However, time waits for no one, Wushuang Peak no longer has time to let Master Yan Xi wait for too long. "That's all, people decide what to do and what to do depends on God. This boy doesn't seem to be destined to die young. There is nothing wrong with this peak master doing this..." Peak Master Yan Xi found an excuse to feel better. Just as he was still sighing, there was a wave of light from the light door on the side wall, and Ye Feng's figure jumped out from inside. "Come out? Okay, just come out..." Peak Master Yan Xi looked surprised, and then asked, "How is it? Did you get it?" "Peak Master, what's going on inside? How could it be so scary? Fortunately, this disciple ran fast and almost couldn't come back to see you." Ye Feng said with lingering fear. "So, you didn't get it?" Peak Master Yan Xi looked a little lonely, and the joy on his face turned into happiness at this moment, "Hey, forget it, if you didn't get it, you didn't get it, just think of it as gaining some experience. The peak master will let you give it a try after you enter the void... I believe you will have that kind of strength by then." "No, no... I got it, the disciple just thinks it's strange." Ye Feng shook his head repeatedly. With a thought, the purple light flew out of the storage space and appeared in the secret room. It just floated quietly, flashing with blurry purple light, and occasionally bursting out with free arcs of electricity. Peak Master Yan Xi almost fell to the ground in shock, with a look of shock and horror on his face. "You, why did you bring this thing..." "Why, I got it wrong? It's impossible. There's only one thing like this on the top of the mountain... You, you're not going to ask me to catch the Purple Light Thunder Dragon. I mean, Peak Master, you think too highly of your disciple. Disciple He's only born at the eighth level, how can he deal with a guy like that..." Ye Feng kept talking, salivating. "Hiss..." Peak Master Yan Xi gasped. Thunder dragons, even purple light thunder dragons appeared. This kid still has some self-awareness, knowing that the eighth level innate cannot deal with purple light thunder dragons. Not to mention the eighth-level innate person, even he himself, a king-level master, was definitely no match for the thunder dragon condensed with purple lightning at the top of the mountain. At this moment, the expression on Master Yan Xifeng's face was extremely embarrassing. "Peak Master, this disciple has failed your great trust. I can only do as you said, wait until the disciple enters the void before going there..." Ye Feng felt very guilty when he saw the lost look of Peak Master Yan Xi. The Peak Master placed high hopes on himself, but he failed to complete the Peak Master's mission, which made him feel so sad. Looking at his face, I don't know whether he was crying or laughing, the Peak Master was probably very disappointed in himself. Ye Feng was a little helpless. But there is no way, it is not easy for him to escape back. If there is no Yuanling and the 20 to 30 million spirit stones exploded, he will definitely die this time.
It's too much to force yourself to deal with the endless thunder and lightning and the purple thunder dragon at the top of the mountain... It's not force, it's just to give away...