Chapter 1740

To the fourth floor of the demon refining tower, Ye Feng heard a euphemistic and pleasant sound of the piano, and a faint aroma floated in the wind.

The two layers look like a special boundary, while the fourth layer is like an ordinary place, with no blue sky and white clouds, and no hell fire sea.

There is only an open flat floor, a red sandalwood table, a fragrant tripod, an old man with a fairyland and a simple and mottled Guqin.

The old man nodded to Ye Feng with a smile: "congratulations on coming to the fourth floor. It's not easy for the immortals to reach this level. Their strength is at least higher than the third level of Dixian."

Ye Feng laughed: "Oh, I don't know how many steps the old man is a Dixian?"

"I am a Qin Fu, which is what Dixian, this little brother, you praise me."

Take a look at the fourth floor, and you can see the stairs to the fifth floor, which is the innermost part of the fourth floor.

But Ye Feng knows that if you want to go to the fifth floor, it's not so simple.

"May I go to the fifth floor, please?" he asked with a smile

The old man said with a smile, "of course, please."

Ye Feng was overjoyed. The first two floors were mystical. What hell and fire sea, what streams and bamboo groves? Only this fourth floor is the simplest. You can go to the fifth floor directly from the stairs.

He arched his hand at the old man playing the piano and said, "thank you. Goodbye."

"Don't you stay and listen to a song, little brother?"

"No, I have something else to do. I will listen to the old man playing the piano when I have a chance."

Ye Feng strides to the stairs. Although Ye Feng has a smile on his face, he is very nervous. I don't know why. The old man playing the piano is more difficult to deal with than the flaming lizard and masked warrior on the first two floors. Especially, Ye Feng is afraid to underestimate the other party's calmness.

Walking in front of the old man, he thought he would encounter a sudden attack, but the old man only cared about playing the piano himself. The melodious sound of the piano made Ye Feng really want to sit down and listen to a song.

Ye Feng went to the steps and took another look at the old man. The old man also smiles at him.

"Goodbye, old man. You are a good man."

"Ha ha, it's too early to say whether you are a good man or not."

No matter who you are, just don't stop me from going upstairs. I don't know what will happen on the fifth floor.

Ye Feng ascends the stairs. The old man who plays the piano doesn't mean to stop him. Ye fengle is happy. How good it is, peaceful coexistence, stability and harmony.

However, when Ye Feng boarded the fifth floor, he was immediately stupid. He still heard the continuous sound of the old man's piano. The fifth floor was still the fourth floor, and the old man was still smiling to say hello to himself.

"Little brother, why are you back?"

Ye Fengmeng, lenglengleng looked at the old man: "old man, what floor are you here?"

"Ha ha, which layer is not important, it's important."

leaves maple as like as two peas, and ran all over the top floor, or the same floor, a table, an old man, a fragrant tripod.

"Ha ha, little brother, why are you back?"

Ye Feng ignored the old man, ran three times in a row, and finally stopped in front of the old man.

He understood that the stairs to the upper floor were fake, and he fell into a cycle. The old man let himself go upstairs on the surface. In fact, he knew that no matter how many times he went up, he would return to the fourth floor again.

Ye Feng sat down on the futon in front of the old man: "old man, tell me the truth. How can I go up to the fifth floor instead of back to the fourth floor?"

The old man said with a smile, "listen to me and I'll let you go to the fifth floor."

Ye Feng is helpless. It seems that he can only listen to the old man playing a song if he wants to go to the fifth floor.

"Well, I'm all ears, old man."

"Then you must listen."

A trill sounds, the sound is continuous, but the frequency is extremely short, just like thunder rings in the ear, which makes Ye Feng impatient and Qi and blood floating.

The sound waves, which are hard to see with the naked eye, contain powerful energy. They are even more fierce than the dazzling sword light. They come to Ye Feng from all directions, and the momentum is no less than Ye Feng's stack burning.

"Boy, wait for me here."

The aura shield on Ye Feng's wrist is automatically defended by attack, and a golden light surrounds Ye Feng heavily.

Boom, boom, boom, a sound wave constantly hit the defense light curtain, although can not rush in, but also shocked Ye Feng all over the body.

Ye Feng understood that only relying on the defense of aura shield could not finish listening to the whole song played by the old man. The sword light in his hand was dazzling, and he danced with wind and rain all over the sky around him.

Sword light and sound wave meet in mid air, and a series of energy waves rush to all directions and hit the wall of demon refining tower, marking a deep sword mark.

At this time, Ye Feng understood why the fourth floor was so open, because the taling knew that his sword Qi and sound waves would destroy everything, so there was no furniture here.

The incense tripod is within the protection range of the old man playing the piano. However, the sword Qi is constantly chopped on the incense tripod, and the sandalwood in the incense tripod is chopped into several pieces.The old man playing the piano is surrounded by the sword light of Ye Feng. His long snow-white beard is flying in the wind, and his eyes are shining. He is not like an old man. His body is stronger than that of young people, and his momentum is stronger than that of young people.

Ye Feng secretly played the old man's majestic momentum, and the old man also secretly marveled at the power of Ye Feng's sword. The two of them played half a dozen pieces of Qin and one sword.

Ye Feng secretly congratulated himself that he had just met a masked warrior on the third floor, and his magic power was exhausted. However, at the critical moment, the part of the burning energy absorbed from the demon king and demon pill replenished the divine power in time, and also inspired the power of Archean Protoss blood, which was equivalent to two secret war.

All of a sudden, Ye Feng clenched his hands, and the shadow of the sword disappeared in the sky. The nine swords of the small flying sword were combined into one, forming a glittering five finger Epee in the air, and beheaded the old man.

A look of surprise flashed in the old man's eyes. His hands quickly flicked. A heavy sound wave, like a roaring dragon, met the huge sword.

Bang, the incense cauldron beside the old man was torn apart. The little finger of the old man trembled inexplicably, and the tail string broke in response to the sound. The little finger was injured by the string, and a wisp of blood slipped down the broken string.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and the old man sighed: "for 5000 years, someone finally heard my music."

"Old man, your music is so strong. I won half a move by luck. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."

The old man secretly admired him and said, "little brother, your strength is not small. You have already broken through two passes. Your internal strength is still continuous like the tide. You have passed this pass."

The old man flicked his finger in the air, and a golden light flashed across it. The stairs leading to the fifth floor flashed a golden light. A burning breath came from the upstairs.