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Along the way, Ye Feng did not stop at all, although the auction in Wild Snow City was still a few months away, but this trip was far away, and there was no delay at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Now that he has left the Tang Kingdom for five or six days, and in more than ten days, he will be able to reach the White Emperor City, and then use the teleportation array to teleport to the original city, and in the flight time, he will be able to reach the Wild Snow City, and between the original city and the Wild Snow City, it is an endless desert, not only extremely desolate, but also without the slightest spiritual vein, but there is no need to worry about encountering any evil cultivators with bad intentions.

And once you get to Wild Snow City, it's different.

Ye Feng took out the jade slip given by Nalan Chuyue and studied it carefully, it is said that this Wild Snow City was built on an ancient battlefield, with Wild Snow City as the center, surrounded by barren land where no grass grows, and although Wild Snow City does not have the slightest spiritual vein, but around the city, because of the ancient ghosts, a lot of fierce places were born, and it is a good place to practice demon skills and ghost exercises.

Moreover, those fierce places have given birth to countless fierce ghosts, and many ghost cultivators and demon cultivators are willing to go here to practice the exercises and hunt ghosts, so the southern continent of the Canglong Continent is the land of the righteous path, and the Wild Snow City has almost become the world of the demon path.

In the Deserted Snow City, demon cultivators, evil cultivators, and ghost cultivators gathered in one place, and there were no big forces involved, so naturally there would be no order, not to mention outside the city, even in the city, there were murders and treasures, and ghost cultivators were draining their souls and refining their souls.

It is precisely because of the chaos in this city that there are not many material treasures in the immortal cultivation world, which have appeared in this city one after another, as long as the immortal cultivators have spirit stones, there are almost nothing that cannot be bought in this city, but the premise must be enough strength to ensure their own safety.

Ye Feng is just a Jindan monk, naturally he can't talk about any strength, and the only thing that can make him rely on is Caiyi, and a few treasures given by the master, even if he encounters a monk in the middle and late stages of Yuanying, if he is defeated, he must have a chance to escape.

However, this auction is jointly organized by the thirteen families who jointly established Wild Snow City and the sects, although these sect families do not have much credibility to speak of, but under mutual constraints, they rarely directly attack the monks who participate in the auction, and it is the thirteen families who are the head snakes of the Wild Snow City, and the auction jointly organized by them naturally has some security guarantees, at least some evil cultivators will never dare to make a direct move at the auction.

While he was thinking about it, on the spirit beast bag on Ye Feng's waist, there was a sudden rapid scream from the double-pupil rat.

"Not good!"

Ye Feng said secretly, then stopped his figure and looked around in surprise.

Now he was flying over a barren mound, surrounded by no people, the ground was all yellow-brown sand, and the surroundings were clear at a glance, and there was no sign of ambush, so it was that he was suspicious.

"You spirit beast is very excited, three or four miles away, there are a few unlucky ghosts who are actually ambushed here, obviously there is only the spiritual pressure of the Jindan period, and even the divine sense of the palace has been hidden, but it is a little strange!"

Just when Ye Feng was in doubt, Caiyi's voice suddenly came.

Ye Feng was shocked, it was naturally extraordinary to be able to conceal Caiyi's divine sense, but it was only the spiritual pressure of the Jindan period, which was a little unbelievable, thinking of this, Ye Feng had already vaguely guessed something, when the monks of the Twelve Yama Hall assassinated themselves, they were close at hand, and they couldn't find out, could it be ・・・・・

No matter how the monks of this force tracked him, it seemed that a vicious battle was inevitable, thinking of this, Ye Feng actually slowly landed on the ground, closed his eyes and breathed. The body is motionless, as if entering the realm of self-forgetfulness. Except for the long and short chirping of mountain insects, there was no other sound.

After more than half an hour, the ambush man seemed to be finally impatient to wait, and in the soil behind Ye Feng, more than a dozen black lights suddenly broke through the ground, and pierced straight into Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng, who was originally motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, the cold light was revealed, and his body suddenly rose into the air for no reason.

In this way, those black lights naturally fell into the air, and they were all inserted diagonally into the soil where Ye Feng was meditating.

But he saw that those black lights spun, rose from the ground again, and shot towards Ye Feng again, and at the same time, three or four other black lights rose from another ground, under the left and right attacks, Ye Feng couldn't avoid it for a while, and he didn't even have a chance to sacrifice a defensive magic weapon.

And Ye Feng's face did not show the slightest panic, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed behind him, and a pair of wings that were long suddenly fanned, and the person lost his trace in the same place, and after a while, he appeared more than ten zhang away.

And those few black lights, after seeing Ye Feng lose his trace, turned into a puff of smoke and dispersed, and it was actually a few spell attacks formed by the mist.

At this time, the fog flickered around the ground, and seven or eight figures appeared around Ye Feng, just surrounding Ye Feng in the middle.

I saw that these seven or eight people were all black-clothed, revealing only a pair of red eyes, full of savage killing intent like wild beasts, without the slightest emotion.

"Sure enough, it's a monk from the Twelve Yama Palace!"

Ye Feng was shocked in his heart, although he didn't know how this force could chase him, but these enemies only had the spiritual pressure of the Jindan Stage, and they couldn't pose any threat to himself.

And the seven or eight black-clothed people suddenly let out a seeping roar from their mouths, stretched out their sharp ten fingers, and a thick black qi came out of their bodies, and at the same time shot towards Ye Feng.

Not only are these people powerful in concealment, but even their speed is extremely fast, and they instantly encircle Ye Feng impenetrable.

In the face of such an offensive, Ye Feng did not have the slightest hint of worry, and he did not even sacrifice a magic weapon for defense.

Just when those few people were only three or four feet away from Ye Feng, Ye Feng suddenly waved his hand and held a white bead in his hand, which was the star bead.

This treasure emitted a burst of dazzling white light under Ye Feng's thoughts, instantly forming a white light mask the size of seven or eight zhang, covering Ye Feng and several people flying in it at the same time.

As soon as those people were shrouded in white light, they immediately seemed to be stuck in the mud, and the originally terrifying speed suddenly slowed down, and the black qi on their bodies slowly dispersed like spring turning snow, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes, but between these pairs of eyes, all of them showed instinctive uneasiness, and began to let out an angry roar.

But Ye Feng held the spirit beast bag, and two lightning doves appeared above his head at the same time, and without waiting for Ye Feng to urge, the two lightning doves screamed softly in their mouths at the same time, and then opened their mouths to spray out dense thunder and lightning, sweeping away.

These thunderbolts were almost thick and dense, and instantly centered on Ye Feng, forming an astonishing thunderstorm.

Within the thunderstorm, the terrible roars of those people sounded, like ghosts crying wolf's howl, penetrating people.

It wasn't until after half a pillar of incense that the thunderstorm slowly dissipated, and the seven or eight people fell to the ground unconsciously, turning into several charred corpses.