Eight Desolate Sword God

Into the antique mission building, Ye Chenfeng saw that there were more than a hundred dragon stone pillars in the empty mission building. Each stone pillar was hung with a jade, jade with different colors. Jane is a rewarding task.

Depending on the difficulty, the tasks in the mission building are divided into internal door tasks and external door tasks.

The inner door task is the task of Tianhuo Wufu’s own reward, which is slightly less difficult, but the reward is relatively small.

The external door task is a task of rewarding the outside world. Generally, it will be rewarded in many places, but it is difficult, but the reward is very high.

Depending on the difficulty level of the task, it is divided into three levels: bronze, silver and gold.

Like a gold-level mission, although the reward is very rich, but the task is also very difficult, and only the beast will dare to pick up the disciples.

At this time, in the mission building, most of the disciples are surrounded by silver-level missions, releasing soul power into the jade, and choosing the task that suits them.

And next to the gold-level task, there are only three or four disciples in the district, and their strengths have all reached the level of the first-class beasts.

"Tianhuo Wufu really crouching tiger, Hidden Dragon, there are so many people practicing to the realm of the beast." Perceived the strength of several people, Ye Chenfeng was slightly surprised.

After all, like the three major families of Zijinguo, only Jiang’s first-class beasts will sit in the town, and none of Ye and Ji’s two families will break through to the realm of the beasts.

"With my current strength, it is a little difficult to pick up the gold-level task, but the salary of the silver-level task is too small to satisfy my consumption." Ye Chenfeng thought with distress, hesitated and went to the gold level. Mission area, picking tasks.

Hunting the four-level spirit beast fire tiger, bringing back the beast, paying two thousand lower souls...

Go to the Black Mud Swamp to kill the three-tailed fox, bring back the fox tail, pay 2,500 under the soul of the soul...

Killing the Tianhuo Zong Abandoned four-level beast will bring the master to the end, bring back to his head, and reward the eight thousand souls...

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"The difficulty of this external door task is much higher than the internal door task. It is a killing of a product. I don't know if someone can complete such a difficult task in the Tianhuo Wufu disciple?"

Into the Tianhuo Wufu, Ye Chenfeng has an understanding of the emptiness of the Zongmen in the Soul Continent. Generally, there are five levels of beasts that will sit in the town and can be called a product.

In the gold-level mission, there was a task of slaughtering a product, which made Ye Chenfeng breathe a sigh of relief and was amazed at the difficulty of this task.

"Well, go to the death cemetery to pick up the yin zhi, each yin yin can be exchanged for a thousand souls, and it is still the task of the two together."

When Ye Chenfeng was preparing to give up the extremely difficult gold-level task, he accidentally discovered a gold-level task that made him interested. More importantly, the task had already been taken, as long as he took it again. You can immediately leave for the death cemetery.

"Just choose it." Ye Chenfeng hesitated for a moment, reached out and took the jade slip, went to the elders and other registration tasks, happened to meet the elders on duty in the mission building, it was with him. For the elders.

"Death cemetery mission." The elders in gray robes saw the jade slips handed by Ye Chenfeng, and the opaque eyes revealed the radiance of the road, revealing an intriguing smile: "Ye Chenfeng, Courage is commendable, the level of the three-level Eudemons is dare to pick up the gold-level task, really good."

Looking at the smile of the elder's face, Ye Chenfeng's brow slightly wrinkled and noticed a trace of doubt.

"Is there any unknown danger in this death cemetery?"

"Who is the elder, who is the other person who took over the mission of the death cemetery?"

"The strength of another can be assured, she is called Lin Kezhu, is the ninth master of Tianhuo Wubang, claiming that the Tianhuo Wufu first-class beast will be the first person." The elders slowly said.

"The first-class beast will be the first person." Knowing the identity of the other person, Ye Chenfeng gave his heart a little.

With the strength and talent of Lin Kezhu, Tianhuo Wufu will never let her go wrong, but Ye Chenfeng has a low realm, but he also has a lot of life-saving cards.

"Okay, the task is registered. Tomorrow morning, you will go to the gate of Wufu to wait. There will be a green-winged dragonfly to take you to the death cemetery." The elders returned the task to Yu Yefeng, 叮嘱Road.

"Yeah."

Ye Chenfeng nodded and took the task jade into the Qiankun bag and turned and left.

"Ye Chenfeng, you really think that the task of death cemetery is simple, but it is a place to eat people, you will die with your strength." Seeing the back of Ye Chenfeng, the eyes of the elders , showing a cold smile.

Dawn confession, the east is white, and the deep sky shakes off the black veil.

In the early morning, Ye Chenfeng walked in the soft sunshine and came to the gate of Tianhuo Wufu. He saw a black tight-fitting suit in the distance. He was tall and handsome, and his long green hair was scattered on his shoulders. Lin Kezhu, who has a fine facial features, stands there waiting for himself.

Although Lin Kezhu’s appearance is not as good as Ji’s snow, her glamorous temperament is also very attractive.

"Sorry, I am late." Ye Chenfeng walked in front of the flamboyant Lin Kezhu, apologetically said.

"You are the one who took the task of the death cemetery?"

I noticed that Ye Chenfeng had only three levels of illusionist, and Lin Kezhu frowned tightly, his face became a bit ugly.

"Yeah."

Looking at Lin Kezhu’s cold face, Ye Chenfeng nodded.

"With your three-level illusionist realm, you dare to take the task of death cemetery, you don't want to die?" Lin Kezhu rudely blamed.

"Why, is this death cemetery very dangerous?" asked Ye Chenfeng.

"Very dangerous, don't say you, even if I go to the death cemetery, there is a possibility of death. I advise you to give up this task, and I don't want to team up with you to the death cemetery." Lin Kezhu Cold and cold refused.

"But bamboo, you don't want to smack him, but he is the most popular person in the days of Tianhuowu, the genius who is known to be a rare martial artist in the past 100 years."

When Lin Kezhu refused Ye Chenfeng, the elders slowly came over and said.

"You are the leaf morning wind."

When he heard the elders, Lin Kezhu immediately guessed his identity, and his cold eyes eased.

"Yeah."

"Okay, don't delay the time. The death cemetery seems to be dangerous. But as long as you are careful and tacit, you can still pick up the yin and return smoothly." The elders feared that Ye Chenfeng would give up, Lost his best time and urged him.

"You really decided to go to the death cemetery." Lin Kezhu looked at Ye Chenfeng with a burning gaze and asked seriously.

"Well, I believe that I can return safely from the death cemetery." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said confidently.

"Well, let's go."

Looking at the self-confidence of Ye Chenfeng, Lin Kezhu did not say anything. He jumped on the blue-winged pheasant with Ye Chenfeng and left the Tianhuo Wufu.

"Ye Chenfeng, goodbye."

Looking at the blue-winged python flying farther and farther, disappeared into the sky, the elders showed a cold smile, muttered to himself.