The moment the devouring method was gathered in the palm of his hand and pressed on the front of the young monk's chest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The Soul Devouring Method immediately poured into the young man's body for a week, and then formed a vortex from the palm of his hand, completely absorbing the young monk's spiritual power into Ye Feng's body.

Then the spiritual power did not stop, and flowed directly towards Ye Feng's body skin, slowly forming a layer of diaphragm around Ye Feng.

This diaphragm slowly fused with Ye Feng's body skin, and Ye Feng felt that his entire body was extremely comfortable, as if every sweat pore was excited, as if the spiritual power was Ye Feng's family with sweat pores.

In the end, the moment the spiritual power diaphragm was completely integrated into Ye Feng's body, it all converged towards Ye Feng's heavenly spirit.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Feng's heavenly spirit at this time was like a sun that was emitting a dazzling light, while the rest of Ye Feng's body had a brilliance comparable to that of light surging towards him.

At this time, Ye Feng's body began to become extremely hot, but strangely there was not a drop of sweat flowing out.

Eventually, the heat subsided, but there was a sharp pain in the heavenly spirits.

This pain made Ye Feng unbearable and passed out.

"This boy is not bad, if one day he can forsake evil and turn from good, then he will be admired by all people." An old man looked at a young man kindly, and said to another old man beside him.

This young man liked to wear green clothes, he was very handsome in appearance, and he was very kind to his friends, because his parents were dead when he was a child, so he always regarded his good friends as his treasures.

But he treats outsiders like a devil, in the eyes of outsiders, he is an old and cunning fox, and always likes to bully others who are weaker than himself.

Because of this, he was abandoned by his original sect, all sects had no place for him, and he also wanted to go to the demon clan.

But he was as cunning as a fox and was not in a hurry, so he decided to go to the realm of the demon clan when he cultivated here to a certain level.

……

Many years passed, and his cultivation finally reached the ninth level of Qi training, during which he also accepted several bullies as apprentices, and they spent a lot of time happily together......

This year, his cultivation reached the early stage of foundation building, and he obtained the Nightmare Sword and Soul Hunting Orb.

This is a thing left behind during the battle between a demon monk and an immortal monk.

But the good times didn't last long, his apprentices were buried one by one at the hands of a young monk named Ye Feng, he was unwilling, he vowed to destroy this young man, and then destroy the Zhang family, in order to sacrifice his apprentice's spirit in the sky.

In the end, he was still killed by the man named Ye Feng under all kinds of unwillingness.

"Is it a dream? Or is this the memory of the monk in Tsing Yi? Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, recalled everything before waking up, and muttered.

"You're finally awake, do you know you've been asleep for three years?" Xuanyuan Ruonan's voice echoed in Ye Feng's heart with the vibration of the Heavenly Bell.

Hearing this, Ye Feng touched the Heavenly Bell on his waist and said lightly: "Have it been three years?" I didn't expect that I had been asleep for three years, and I didn't know if Zhang Silin was okay now. ”

Ye Feng looked at the cave that was covered with moss and still emitted the foul smell of rotting corpses, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Taking the Nightmare out of the storage bag, Edgeworth flew out of the cave, found a random river, and plunged headfirst into it.

……

Ye Feng took a bath and went ashore and got dressed, he found that since he devoured the cultivation of the green-clothed monk, Ye Feng had a more sensitive sense of the surroundings, including his facial features.

He felt the faint spiritual power in this small river, looked at the nightmare and said: "This sword, not only left by that demon person, according to my dream, this sword should have other uses, but why doesn't that young man use it?" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the nightmare according to the demon man in his memory, wrapped his spiritual sense on it, and then bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on it.

I saw that after absorbing Ye Feng's essence blood, the pitch-black nightmare emitted a majestic black qi from the hilt of the sword, all of which quickly gathered in the palm of Ye Feng's right hand.

And Ye Feng also felt that the vitality in his body was rapidly decreasing, and his hair was turning white at a speed visible to his eyes.

After a long time, all the black qi melted into Ye Feng's palm, and the Nightmare Sword also melted in, and Ye Feng's hair also turned white.

In the eyes of outsiders, he looked more like a white-clothed and white-haired demon cultivator at this time.

Ye Feng raised his hand and looked at the palm of his right hand, only to see that there was a pitch-black skull like a fingernail laughing.

"Hmph, no wonder the monk is useless, it turns out that he is afraid that his lifespan will be absorbed by this sword, but it is okay to do this, at least I can have some sense between me and this sword."

Ye Feng put down his hand, came to the river, looked at the shadow of his white hair in the river, although his appearance had not changed, and he sighed softly and said to himself.

"You don't want to die? Do you really think you can become a foundation monk in thirty years? The Heavenly Bell shook, and Xuanyuan Ruonan's voice echoed in his heart.

Ye Feng smiled and looked firmly at the black skeleton in the palm of his right hand, and slowly spoke: "So what, thirty years, it's enough!" ”

"By the way, Ruonan, how did you become one with the Heavenly Bell?" Before Xuanyuan Ruonan could say anything, Ye Feng spoke again.

"What's that, besides, the effect of the necklace hasn't disappeared, you can still enter when you touch the Heavenly Bell, what are you afraid of?" Xuanyuan Ruonan's voice faintly entered Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng heard this: "Hey, I'm not afraid of these questions, I just want to know how you fused with the Heavenly Bell?" Now that you think about it, no one knew what it was called, but you know it was called the Armillary Clock. ”

"Did you find it? I didn't expect this devouring to not only change your perception, but also make your mind no longer like a nerd like before, ask me everything, it seems that something is time to tell you......"

"Wait! Someone's coming. Xuanyuan Ruonan was saying that Ye Feng interrupted her voice.

Interrupting Xuanyuan Ruonan's voice, Ye Feng looked up due south, and said slowly: "I don't know when they can come, judging from the fluctuation of this spiritual power, this is definitely not one person, at least three people, and the cultivation is not weak, I don't know if my feeling is right or not." ”

Sure enough, thirteen breaths later, six Changhong galloped over.

In the past, Ye Feng couldn't see the situation inside at all, but now his perception ability has been greatly improved, so it is easy to see that among the six people, there are four men and two women.

Two of the four men were strong men and looked reckless and domineering, one was middle-aged and average-looking, and the other was young and very handsome.

One of the two women was a woman in palace attire and extremely beautiful, and the other was a young girl who was not inferior, and looked to be in her early twenties.

The woman in the palace costume who led the team looked like she was in the middle stage of foundation building, and the others were between the sixth and ninth layers of Qi training.

The woman in the palace costume also felt Ye Feng's existence, so she ordered the other five to stop in mid-air, while she came to Ye Feng's place to watch Ye Feng and said softly: "I didn't expect this white-haired Taoist friend to find me and the other six, I don't know who your surname is?" ”

Ye Feng listened to this person's beautiful voice, smiled slightly, and bowed respectfully: "In Xia Sun Mu." ”

"Sun Mu, although the name is not very good, but the temperament is extraordinary, seeing that you are on the edge of this fairy world, you must also be going to the Demon Kingdom." The woman in the palace dress covered her mouth and smiled when she heard the name reported by Ye Feng.

"Exactly, I wonder if I can go to the Demon Kingdom with you?" Ye Feng also smiled when he heard this.

When the woman in the palace costume heard Ye Feng's words, she pulled a trace of her hair behind her ear and said, "It should be like this." ”

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