The two immortal-level formations arranged around this Taoist treasure house were left by Old Ancestor Chen Bo. Even though his current cultivation strength has not yet returned to his heyday, he can still control the power of some formations.

It’s okay to say that the immortal-level illusion array is, with Ye Feng’s current ability, the immortal-level defensive array cannot be broken.

He was able to easily pass through the barrier of the formation before because no one presided over the formation. Now that Chen Bo’s ancestor personally presided over the formation, it was not the same concept.

Seeing Ye Feng return to the palace again to take away many treasures he had worked hard to collect in the past, Old Ancestor Chen Bo, who was in the immortal-level formation, was so painful.

"Bastard, wait for the ancestor. After a while, I will digest the essence in my body. The strength of this incarnation can be improved to the Martial Master Realm. At that time, I will definitely cure you well!" Chen Bo's ancestor said in a sinister way.

Ye Feng ignored the ancestor Chen Bo who had escaped into the immortal formation. He walked into the palace of the Taoist treasure house again, looked around, looked around, and searched for good treasures that could be taken.

Among the many dazzling and dazzling Taoist soldiers flying around, there are two Taoist soldiers that are the most eye-catching, one is a treasure bell made of copper, and another tripod that is as bright as glazed glass.

These two Taoist soldiers were not manipulated, but the aura that spread out was much stronger than the ninth-level poisonous python that Ye Feng had encountered before.

Most of the Taoist soldiers in the palace are of the same grade as the Qinglong Sword, only the bronze bell and the colorful glass tripod have the strongest aura. Ye Feng guessed that they should be the best-level Taoist soldiers!

Among them, Ye Feng did not discover the existence of the immortal soldiers. Perhaps Chen Bo did not have any immortal soldiers during his lifetime, or perhaps he hid the immortal soldiers in other places.

"If you want to take away these two top-quality Taoist soldiers, you must rely on the power of the Creation Furnace." Ye Feng pondered in his heart, and then carefully approached the two Taoist soldiers.

He first stared at the purple copper bell. As soon as he approached, he saw the bronze bell ringing with a loud sound. The bell sounded, and a purple gold light rose and fell, crushing the surrounding space and spreading towards Ye Feng.

Buzz!

Ye Feng immediately sacrificed the Creation Furnace in the sea of ​​consciousness in his eyebrows, lifted up the furnace cover, and the green light of creation gushed, and the purple gold light that spread was blocked by the green light of creation and could not spread.

Immediately afterwards, the copper bell flew in an instant, colliding with the Creation Furnace.

In an instant, Mars flew everywhere, and the Creation Furnace remained motionless, but Ye Feng's spiritual sense was placed in the furnace, and he was violently shocked, his face suddenly turned pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.

But the bronze bell could not shake the Creation Furnace, and the luster was dimmed a little, and it flew towards the depths of the palace with a shout.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and he grinned, "I want to run away? It's not that easy!"

He used his skills and activated the power of creation to control the divine furnace, and he wanted to put the bronze bell in.

The copper bell is spiritual. When it feels that someone wants to capture him, it immediately trembles violently, and the purple gold light pours out like a waterfall, and instinctively launches counterattack.

The purple gold light filled with this bronze bell is as heavy as a mountain. Ye Feng hung the Creation Furnace above his head, and it felt like there were 100,000 mountains pressing on his head, as if he was crushed into powder and meat paste at any time.

"Grandma, she is worthy of being the best Taoist soldier. Even if Wu Zun comes, she is afraid she will not be able to withstand the heavy pressure of the purple gold light."

Ye Feng felt a little unbearable, so he immediately activated the Creation Furnace, like a whale swallowing a cow and drinking it, putting all the purple gold lights into the furnace to refine them.

"Come here!"

Ye Feng rose up, stretched out his big hand, and used the magical power of refining the Heavenly Cauldron. His palm changed into a tripod shape, flowing in chaos, and was magnificent.

But at this moment, the copper bell suddenly smashed the Tianli Cauldron that turned into his palm, and blood mixed with bones and splashed everywhere. The tragic pain made Ye Feng grin and sucked in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the copper bell suddenly became larger, and the bottom was like a bottomless dark abyss, facing Ye Feng as a hood.

Although the Creation Furnace is of extremely high level, far exceeding this bronze bell, Ye Feng's own cultivation is too low and he can only exert a small part of the power of the Divine Furnace.

Under the pressure of the bronze bell, Ye Feng felt that the space around his body became sticky and it became difficult to breathe. Even the bones in his body were clattering, as if they were about to be crushed.

Ye Feng pinched the magic trick with his hands, and a green dragon sword flew out, pierced into the inside of the copper bell with a thunderous sound. Then he manipulated the Creation Furnace, and the eight Taoist soldiers who had previously seized from the ancestor Chen Bo also flew out and blasted towards the copper bell together.

Only the sound of clanging sounds was heard endlessly, and the aftermath of the violent impact of the Taoist soldiers was like a storm. Even with the furnace of creation, Ye Feng was shocked and his eyes were filled with stars.

Fortunately, this bronze bell was not sacrificially controlled by anyone. Under Ye Feng's repeated attacks, the spirituality was gradually weakened. He seized the opportunity and suddenly sacrificed the Creation Furnace. The green light of Creation turned into chains, entangled the copper bell, and pulled it into the inside of the Creation Furnace to suppress it.

Ye Feng was overjoyed. This bronze bell was of extremely high quality. Although its power was not as powerful as that of the immortal weapon, it was made of immortal-level materials based on the material. It was only because of the failure to refine the immortal weapon that it became the best Taoist soldier.

He was going to do the same thing and take away the colorful glass cauldron.

But at this moment, a heart-pounding powerful aura suddenly came from outside the palace. Old Ancestor Chen Bo merged the essence of eight incarnations, and his cultivation level rose steadily, reaching the ninth-level martial master level.

"Little bastard, the ancestor's cultivation has now recovered to the Martial Master Realm. It depends on how rampant you are!"

Old Ancestor Chen Bo was full of energy. After walking into the palace, he reached out and pinched out the magic trick. The colorful glass tripod of the same level as the copper bell flew over and whizzed around Old Ancestor Chen Bo, making a cheerful trembling sound.

"Boy, do you have your last words?" Old Ancestor Chen Bo smiled sinisterly. He had suffered losses one after another in Ye Feng's hands before, but now his strength has increased greatly, and he suddenly became proud.

Ye Feng opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Old Ancestor Chen Bo, "Even if you have a last word, Old Ancestor will not give you a chance to say it, die!"

As he spoke, the ancestor Chen Bo suddenly sacrificed the colorful glass cauldron and roared towards Ye Feng, with its power shocking.

This ancestor Chen Bo was originally a strong man in the fairyland. Although his cultivation was only in the Martial Master realm, the realm of the immortal still existed, which almost fully stimulated the power of the top-grade Taoist soldiers.

"The power of blood!"

Ye Feng's body was full of essence and blood, and the wolf demon bloodline and the war dragon bloodline were opened at the same time. In addition, the increase in the talent of the Mad God, he instantly changed into a human-shaped war dragon covered with scales and armor all over his body.

He rose up and held the Creation Furnace in his hand. With a bang, he smashed hard on the colorful glass tripod, and the sound penetrated the golden cracked stone.

The top-quality Taoist soldier-level cauldron was smashed and flew out. The surface of the cauldron cracked and cracked, the light dimmed a little, and its power was damaged on the spot.

This attack was due to the hardness of the Creation Furnace and the increase in its powerful brute force, but the violent recoil also made Ye Feng's body roll in his blood, and the tiger's mouth was a little numb when he carried the Creation Furnace.

The power of Taoism was used to activate the Creation Furnace, which was too much, so Ye Feng simply held the divine furnace in his arms with his physical brute force, sneered at the ancestor Chen Bo, with murderous intent in his eyes, and the hideous dragon head smiled extremely cunning, saying: "Is Wu Zun amazing? Since you have come out of the immortal formation, I will not give you a chance to go back!"

Old Ancestor Chen Bo was startled and hurriedly took back the colorful glass cauldron, fell down a layer of colorful light curtain to protect his body. He blinked his old eyes and smiled embarrassedly, "Little brother, this is a misunderstanding. Otherwise, the ancestor gave you all the treasures here?"

"This kid is obviously not a demon cultivator, but his bloodline is the bloodline of the demon clan, and it seems to be stronger than the bloodline of the nine holy clans. Where did the monster come from?" Old Ancestor Chen Bo said in his heart.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish at all. This ancestor Chen Bo is cunning and seems to show weakness, but if he seizes the opportunity, he will immediately counterattack and put him to death. Therefore, Ye Feng had no intention of turning war with the other party into jade.

Moreover, the ancestor Chen Bo made arrangements in the secret space, eroding all the demon cultivators who entered here with poison gas just to regain their lives. Such cruel and ruthless people must not leave any disasters.

"It's not impossible for the ancestor to turn wars into jade and silk with me. First throw the cauldron in your hand." Ye Feng walked forward and said.

"Hehe, if you want it, I will give it to you." After Chen Bo's ancestor said nothing, he threw the colorful glazed cauldron over.

But at this moment, the colorful glass tripod suddenly shone brightly, and when it approached Ye Feng, it burst into extremely terrifying fluctuations.

"My master, I know you are not that kind-hearted!" Ye Feng was about to inspire the power of the Creation Furnace, and used the power of the Creation Dao to suppress the fluctuations of the colorful glass tripod.

Taking this opportunity, Old Ancestor Chen Bo rose up, turned into a ball of black mist, and suddenly shot towards the outside of the palace.

After Ye Feng suppressed and subdued the seven-colored glass cauldron, the ancestor Chen Bo was gone.

"You're running fast!"

The two most powerful Taoist soldiers in this palace have now fallen into his hands, and Ye Feng immediately swept the other Taoist soldiers into the sky. The dazzling light in the palace disappeared without a trace, and the emptiness was very depressed.

After coming out of the hall, Ye Feng turned around and pointed, and a ferocious roaring blood dragon rushed out, razing the entire palace to the ground.

Old Ancestor Chen Bo did not stay in the immortal formation. Ye Feng passed through the defensive formation and the illusion formation and then flew into the sky, intending to find a secluded corner to retreat.

He knew very well that as the ancestor Chen Bo continued to swallow and fuse the demon cultivator's essence that he had taken over, his strength would inevitably improve by leaps and bounds. Even if he could not recover to the cultivation level of the fairyland, as long as he reached a certain level, he could quickly restore his strength with the help of many treasures left in his secret space.

During the period when Old Ancestor Chen Bo recovered his cultivation, Ye Feng had to improve his strength as much as possible, otherwise he would not be able to continue to compete with him.

"I don't know when the reinforcements from the Qilin Holy Clan will arrive. If they have not arrived before the strength of the ancestor Chen Bo recovered, I can only use the power of the original space to tear the space of this secret realm and escape."

Stopped in a corner of a jungle, Ye Feng engraved the array pattern, concealing his breath, and isolating all sensations.

He also knew that even if he did this, the ancestor Chen Bo, the owner of this secret space, could clearly know his movements. The purpose of his engraving of these array patterns was mainly to alert him. Once the ancestor Chen Bo appeared nearby, he could react as soon as possible.

Taking out the many spiritual medicines found in the secret realm, Ye Feng began to refine the ninth-level spiritual pill with the help of the Creation Furnace.

He swallowed the pills one by one, and his body was like a dry sea, absorbing every drop of water endlessly and almost greedily.

However, as his cultivation level improves, the resources he needs to break through every small realm are immeasurable.

More than 200 level nine-level spiritual pills are almost enough for a martial artist to practice from the early stage of the Martial Master to the late stage of the Martial Master, but for Ye Feng, he still cannot make his cultivation level break from the middle stage of the Martial Emperor to the late stage of the Martial Emperor.

He felt that it seemed that he could break through just a little bit, but there was only such a small gap, but he didn't know how much resources he had to consume to successfully break through.

Especially at the moment of breakthrough, more enormous energy is needed to fill the emptiness in the body and stabilize the cultivation level of breakthrough.

His own extremely abnormal demand for resources is Ye Feng’s most troublesome problem.

"Although I failed to break through to the late stage of Emperor Wu, more than 200 level nine-level spiritual pills are not for nothing. The Taoist power is more pure and thicker than before, and the combat power has been greatly improved."

Removed the formations arranged around him. During his alchemy practice, Old Ancestor Chen Bo did not come to harass him. It can be seen that the other party has been improving his strength. Once Old Ancestor Chen Bo feels that he has enough confidence, he will definitely come to him.

Suddenly, Ye Feng remembered the palace treasure house full of Taoist soldiers flying, and couldn't help but say in thought: "The strong man in the fairyland opened up a secret space and would place the many treasures he collected in it. In addition to the treasure house for Taoist soldiers, there must be places where spiritual jade, spiritual medicine, elixirs, and martial arts..."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's eyes were radiant!
Chapter completed!