After Xiao Yi returned the salute one by one, he sat next to the middle-aged monk with the ancient surname, Ye Feng also stood behind Xiao Yi respectfully, listening to Xiao Yi chatting with everyone about some of the recent battle situations and the strange news of the immortal cultivation world, while slowly releasing his divine sense to look at it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is not that Ye Feng wants to peep at anything, but a subconscious self-action of entering an unfamiliar environment as a monk of the Yudan period.

However, not long after his mind left, he showed a look of surprise.

The divine consciousness that was just released was all rebounded by the prohibition in the main hall, Ye Feng was not surprised by this, so heavy, if there was no such prohibition, it would be a strange thing, what made Ye Feng strange was that a portrait hanging on the wall was extremely strange, when the divine consciousness was released just now, an accident, probed on the portrait, and was almost swallowed by this portrait.

I saw that this portrait was already sallow, and it was obviously an extremely old thing.

In the portrait, a young man with an ordinary face stands with a smile on his lips.

Ye Feng was almost certain that he had never seen this portrait, but the person in this portrait actually gave Ye Feng a faint sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Feng's mind, and he remembered the statue of Han Li he had seen in the inner realm of the Chasing Light Illusion that day, although the statue was vague, but it was ninety percent consistent with the momentum of the ordinary man above this portrait.

This portrait is actually the portrait of the ancestor of the human race, Lord Han Li. It's no wonder that a residual portrait can still have this divine power.

It's just that seeing the ordinary appearance of this portrait made Ye Feng a little surprised, this person has been flying to the immortal realm for many years, so naturally he has nothing to do with Ye Feng, and after a while, Ye Feng's eyes wandered and he looked at the monks in the main hall.

But seeing those Jindan monks standing, many of them were people Ye Feng knew, it had been more than fifty years since the last time the Light Chasing Illusion was opened, and the monks who were able to enter it at the beginning were naturally the elite late-stage foundation building monks of various sects, and it was not surprising that they could condense the Jindan.

At the beginning, in the realm of chasing light illusion, he had dealt with Ye Feng and had a friendship with Uncle Spore, who was among them, and now the Ghost Sect has joined the side of the Holy Palace, it is not unusual for this person to appear here, but this person has strange powers, and after condensing the golden pill, there must be few opponents among the monks of the same level.

Uncle Spore was originally in the middle of closing his eyes, sensing Ye Feng's gaze, opened his eyes and nodded slightly to Ye Feng, and then closed his eyes again.

And not far from Uncle Spore's teeth, behind an old girl in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, a girl in red couldn't help but attract Ye Feng's attention.

I saw that although this girl was beautiful, she was thin and pale, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness.

However, Ye Feng was quite jealous of this person, although he had never seen this person make a move, but this girl's innate bitter body could kill people invisibly, and even the Nine Tribulations of the Bliss Sect were afraid of this person, which showed that her magical powers were vast.

The girl saw Ye Feng looking at her, flashing a pair of big eyes, as if she was extremely shy, and lowered her head with a blushing face.

If anyone is deceived by this girl's innocent appearance and has a bad heart, I am afraid that it will be dangerous.

After Ye Feng glanced around, he suddenly felt a fierce killing intent coming, and he looked over with some feeling, only to see two Yuanying monks sitting next to each other on the stone chair, talking in a low voice, one of them was the Gong Yin who presided over the Chasing Light Illusion Realm.

Behind the two of them, there were five golden-armored monks standing side by side, among them, in addition to a big man with a golden face and a heroic girl, the other three were actually people who had dealt with them in the realm of chasing light and illusion, especially the young man named Fusu, who also had a lot of grudges with Ye Feng. That fierce killing intent was naturally transmitted by this person.

Seeing the two of them looking at each other, the companion next to Fusu moved his lips slightly.

After a while, several people looked at Ye Feng with surprised expressions.

"The nephew seems to have some entanglements with the little guys in the Holy Palace, most of the elite monks in the Holy Palace have the support of those old monsters behind them, and it is better for the nephew to provoke less. Xiao Yi said lightly.

"Yes,"

After Ye Feng responded, his gaze moved to other places casually.

When Ye Feng looked at a head, he frowned.

I saw that behind a head with a face full of meat, a head head who was three points similar to his appearance and wore a golden hoop on his head, looked at himself with an unkind face, and it was actually the evil fire head who had some festivals with him at the beginning.

This person has a bad reputation, almost a fight with the Red Eyebrow Daoist of Changchun Palace, Ye Feng has already heard that this person has already heard that after the Dan, he usually specializes in deceiving the good and fearing the evil, killing people and grabbing treasures, which has caused a lot of public indignation.

But because this person's grandfather is a well-known casual cultivator, Venerable Huolin, he has this monk in the middle of the Yuan Infant as a backer, plus this person is usually very clever, and he never makes a move on those monks with backgrounds, and there are not many high-level monks who trouble him for a while.

The person who did it in front of this evil fire head has a spiritual light on his body, and there is no need to guess, he also knows that this person is the famous Huolin Venerable.

Seeing that the Evil Fire Toutuo looked at Ye Feng with an unkind face, his curious lips moved slightly, as if he was transmitting something from the Evil Fire Toutuo, and after a while, anger flashed on his face, and a powerful spiritual pressure suddenly erupted from his body.

At the same time, with a "boom", an invisible pressure spread out from this person, and the momentum rushed to Ye Feng.

Even though Ye Feng knew that the other party was a little unscrupulous on weekdays, he never expected that this person would be afraid to attack him without the slightest fear, and immediately secretly complained in his heart, and the aura of body protection immediately appeared.

"Boom", he only felt a huge force pressed on his shoulder, his body was short, and the golden light of the protective body flashed wildly, as if it was about to be shattered in an instant. At the same time, there was a dense explosion in the body, and the bones of the whole body trembled at the same time.

This is also the strength of Ye Feng's physical body far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, otherwise, an ordinary Jindan early stage monk, under the pressure of such a strong and imposing monk of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, even if he will not be killed on the spot, he will definitely vomit blood and be damaged immediately.

"Huolin Daoyou, be merciful to your subordinates" Xiao Yi frowned, and after his sleeve flicked in front of Ye Feng, a piece of silver glow surged away.

With a muffled sound, two huge forces collided in front of Ye Feng, and they disappeared together.

Ye Feng only felt that the huge force on his shoulders was scattered, and his body suddenly became lighter.

I was relieved in my heart, and I was even more shocked by the terrifying strength of the Venerable Huolin, no wonder this person could make such a big name.

"What does Huolin Daoist mean by this, don't you feel insulted by attacking a junior?" Although Xiao Yi was questioning this person, he didn't dare to be too stern in his tone, and he was obviously afraid of this person.

Huolin Venerable said coldly, "You don't know what to do, you dare to make a move on the old man's descendants, I will teach you a lesson or two, what other opinions do you dare to have?"

At this time, behind the main hall, a cold voice came from afar, "What if you have an opinion, how can you teach the old man's junior a lesson casually, if Huolin Daoist friends have opinions, the two of us might as well go outside the city to have a discussion." ”

As soon as this person's voice fell, after the main hall, five people walked out.

The first person wore an eagle face mask, and he was tall and thin, who else was not a mystery in the city!

The Huolin Venerable was obviously jealous of Liancheng Xuan, and after a period of innocence on his face, he actually smiled and said, "It turns out that this person is the descendant of Liancheng Daoyou, no wonder he has this magical power, he was offended a lot just now, and I also ask Daoyou to forgive me, your junior has great magical powers, my grandson often mentions it, and now after giving it a try, he really didn't lose the name of Liancheng Daoyou." ”

This Huolin Venerable and the evil fire head are worthy of being the ancestors and grandsons, seeing the ability of the wind to make the rudder, it is even higher than the top of the evil fire.

Seeing that this person was soft, Liancheng Xuanji snorted coldly, and walked to the seat of the head of the head.

And immediately after, the master of the Holy Palace, and the young palace master Shui Yuji were among them, but there was another middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Tai Chi pattern robe, which couldn't help but make Ye Feng have a sideways look, although he had never seen this person, but under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also knew that this person was the city lord of the city, Aoki Daoren, they all said that this person was promoted to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant a hundred years ago, and he had failed to hit the late Yuan Infant stage several times, but his cultivation was indeed pure to the extreme.

The last monk was a strange monk with a beard that covered his face.