Consciousness reached into one of the jade slips.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Ye Feng's eyes.

A vast wasteland.

Eight long swords stood around it.

The eight long swords were suspended in mid-air in a strange posture.

Suddenly, a powerful momentum erupted from this long sword, and the eight long swords converged into the shape of a giant sword, and rushed directly towards a towering mountain range in the wasteland.

In an instant, the smoke and dust were thick.

The mountain was reduced to dust in an instant.

Seeing this, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly showed a look of surprise.

After a few seconds of froze, a slight voice came out of his mouth, "This is ..... Sword Formation!"

The moves recorded in this jade slip are definitely the rumored sword formations in the cultivation realm.

However, in ancient times, this sword formation was almost lost.

He didn't expect to see the sword formation here.

Then, after a slight pause, Ye Feng withdrew his spirit from the storage ring again, and finally looked at the last storage ring.

When his spiritual power actually reached this storage ring.

An extremely evil energy suddenly appeared in Ye Feng's mind.

In an instant, Ye Feng's face became ugly.

Immediately afterwards, a man's arrogant laughter suddenly appeared in his head: "Hahahaha, Lao Tzu finally got out of trouble suddenly, boy, obediently accept the ancestor's seizure!"

In Ye Feng's sea of spiritual consciousness, a cloud of black smoke suddenly appeared.

Soon, the black smoke converged into the appearance of a white-haired old man, exuding this strange aura all over his body.

However, after looking at this old man who appeared in his own sea of knowledge, Ye Feng's eyes immediately showed a hint of amusement.

Now, he almost understood what was going on with the ruins.

Everything in the beginning is just a test.

Two sword formations appeared in front.

And those who died under the sword array were all disciples with low cultivation.

Once or twice, almost half of the disciples who had entered the ruins at that time had already been slaughtered.

The rest are all disciples with good cultivation and talent.

Then came the stone pillar.

In his opinion, it is estimated that this stone pillar should be the kind of spiritual pillar that is similar to the spirit pillar of the sect's entry stone test and cultivation.

The reason why these pillars appeared was because of the selection of the most talented disciples.

If no one is talented, they may all die under the sword formation of this ruin, and of course, they may all be teleported.

However, if you meet a monk with great talent.

Few people can withstand such a powerful temptation.

As soon as someone opens the storage ring, the soul stored in it will be released.

And that person naturally became the object of this soul seizure.

But who is Ye Feng.

He can carry a lottery system with him.

If someone can directly kill him with great strength, then he believes it.

However, if someone wants to make waves in his sea of knowledge, or even want to take him away, then it depends on what he wants.

After all, it's not a place that anyone can enter.

After listening to the old man's words, Ye Feng's figure immediately appeared in front of the old man, and he laughed: "I said old guy, it's too early for you to be happy, are you so sure you can take me?"

"Boy, I admit that you are indeed a genius, and the body of Gu Xiu is rare in our era!"

"However, even so, it is only a matter of ease for the old man to take you away. ”

"When the time comes, your talent will be sitting in a wedding dress for me. ”

"Gu Xiu Body, with this talent of yours, my Holy Spirit Clan will definitely be able to dominate the entire Cultivation Realm, hahaha!"

Listening to Ye Feng's words, the old man was not in a hurry to snatch Ye Feng's body, and sneered at Ye Feng.

"Evil spirits!"

Listening to this old man's words, Ye Feng's face suddenly became ugly.

He didn't listen to the old man.

Also the Holy Spirit.

Holy spirit, in this old man's body, he felt exactly the same breath as the evil spirit at the beginning.

"Anyone still knows about us, boy, you're really good!"

"Your body, the old man is going to be decided!"

Hearing that Ye Feng actually said the word evil spirit in one bite, a ruthless look suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes.

However, in an instant, the entire person turned into a cloud of black mist again, and it eroded directly towards Ye Feng's sea of knowledge.

A few seconds later, though.

In Ye Feng's sea of knowledge, a burst of intense golden light suddenly erupted.

In an instant, the old man appeared in front of Ye Feng again.

However, the aura on his body has weakened a lot.

It looks like it could dissipate at any moment.

"Boy, who the hell are you!"

After appearing in front of Ye Feng, the old man's eyes immediately showed a look of difference.

Before he died, he was the closest monk to an immortal.

Even now the flesh is broken.

A thousand years have passed.

Because of the secret method, his soul power didn't consume much.

Just now, he originally wanted to find Ye Feng's sea knowledge center, and then directly devour Ye Feng's soul origin.

However, when his soul had just been integrated into Ye Feng's soul to probe, a powerful power directly descended on him.

That kind of coercion.

It doesn't look like the aura that exists in the cultivation realm at all.

But after a little temptation, he almost ended up with a dead end.

It's horrible!

And looking at the appearance of this old man, Ye Feng's eyes immediately showed a hint of playfulness, and said, "Old guy, didn't you speak quite horizontally just now?"

"You also said that you wanted to take me away, but now it seems that you can't do it. ”

"How's it going, does your face hurt?"

Putting it away, Ye Feng immediately burst out laughing.

Immediately after, a red long sword appeared in his hand.

It's like a bloodthirsty sword.

In his sea of consciousness, as long as he wants to, the things he has come into contact with can basically be conjured.

With the bloodthirsty sword in his hand, Ye Feng immediately walked slowly in front of the old man.

"What do you want?"

Seeing this, looking at the bloodthirsty sword in Ye Feng's hand, the old man's expression suddenly became flustered.

He lived for a thousand years.

In order to wait for a good skin, let him be reborn.

I didn't expect to meet a freak like Ye Feng.

However, he really didn't want to die!

"Of course, I'm sending you to meet your kind!"

"Unfortunately, there was a soul body similar to you who wanted to take me away, but that old guy was directly killed by me!"

"I guess he should be quite lonely now, so you can go and accompany him. ”

Ye Feng sneered, and the bloodthirsty sword formed by spiritual power stabbed directly in front of the old man.