Night Thirteen was very excited, because Ye Feng inadvertently got the Desolate Beast Cub that many people wanted, which also meant that if the legend was true, then Ye Feng might get the inheritance of the Desolate God from the Desolate Beast Cub.

However, Ye Feng was not happy at this time, on the contrary, there was a layer of doubt in his heart, if everything was as Ye Thirteen said, everything was as the legend, then what did the battle he saw in the gray mist before to besiege and kill the black dragon mean?

There is also the golden desolate beast, everything it says seems to show that in this desolate canyon, the desolate beast clan is just the servant of the desolate spirit, and whether the desolate spirit is the desolate god or not, then the only result is only one, the desolate beast can't find the secret about the desolate god, if you have to say that there is, it can only be the possibility of being the only servant of the desolate god.

And such a result can only point to one goal, that is, the desolate beast clan gathered in this desolate canyon, as the servants of the desolate god, must be guarding something.

But I don't know why, every time Ye Feng thinks of the desolate god, the scene of the black dragon dancing in the sky involuntarily appears in front of him.

The desolate god is the black dragon, and such a thought jumped out of Ye Feng's heart for no reason.

Immediately, Ye Feng shook his head, even for such an idea, Ye Feng himself felt very unreliable, no matter what, how much does this have to do with him, what does the inheritance of the desolate god matter to him? In his hands, there are blood nerves, Aoki Jue, and the Wuhuang Jue left by the supreme powerhouse.

These are enough to enlighten yourself, if you want to force the inheritance of this Aragami again, isn't it a bit insatiable?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng smiled, with a touch of relief on his face.

Then the eyes that looked at the young beast in his arms were even more indifferent, and even at this time, Ye Feng felt that a kind of shackle on his body seemed to be opened, and his cultivation that had just stepped into the spirit fetus realm was unprecedentedly consolidated at this moment.

The perception of the state of mind is also a kind of cultivation!

However, in the next moment, Ye Feng's complexion became solemn, and the originally cloudy gaze of Ye Thirteen beside him became even sharper at this time, and the momentum of the whole person became extremely dignified at this moment.

In the distance, a cold and crazy momentum rushed into the sky, it was an angry wave, with the wild wave that overturned the giant ship of the Angry Sea, and rolled towards the right position where Ye Feng was.

"It's him!"

Looking at that purple electric light, a trace of surprise appeared on Ye Feng's face, he was very surprised, surprised that this purple-clothed man had asked for the restraint of the Desolate Spirit Technique in such a short period of time.

Even in addition to being surprised, Ye Feng even had a certain understanding of the strength of this purple-clothed man, this was definitely a strong man, although he only had the cultivation of the Transformation Stage, he had the strength far beyond that of a Transformation Stage cultivator.

Such a person is terrible and can fight beyond the ranks.

Roar! However, when the next moment, when an angry beast roar came, the surprise on Ye Feng's face turned into consternation, because the roar came from behind the purple-clothed man, like a shocking thunder, one after another.

Then Ye Feng saw a golden divine light, which was the hair of the Desolate Beast Clan, which was unusually conspicuous in Ye Feng's eyes at this moment.

Zi Wou-Ki was very aggrieved, in his own opinion, it was just a hunting road of a trip, and he had become such an embarrassed outlaw who was now running for his life, which made Zi Wou-Ki, who was regarded as the pride of the sky, have a sense of frustration in his eyes.

"It tastes good, isn't it?" Looking at Zi Wuji with an embarrassed face, Ye Feng laughed loudly, this is an excellent opportunity to beat the water dogs, and Ye Feng never thinks that he is a gentleman, and even for the enemy, Ye Feng never thinks what kind of means are glorious and what kind of means are despicable, in Ye Feng's opinion, the means that can kill the enemy are good means.

So at this time, Ye Feng chose to make a move without hesitation, and with the monstrous sea of blood and the blood spear filled with bloody aura, he rushed directly towards the embarrassment and running Zi Wuji.

Zi Wuji was very aggrieved, and he wanted to kill aggrievedly, but in the face of the pursuit of the herd of desolate beasts behind him, he didn't dare to stop in the slightest.

Who can feel such grievances, only I am Zi Wuji.

However, that's not all, the guy who robbed himself halfway actually stood in front of him at this time and shot at himself again.

If it had been before, he would have killed this kid, but now, in the face of Ye Feng's halfway attack, Zi Wuji could only flee for his life, and he didn't even dare to use all his own strength, because the desolate spirit technique on his body would attack at any time, and he had to use most of his strength to suppress it.

"Aren't you crazy?"

Ye Feng laughed, and the blood spear in his hand flashed against Zi Wuji's long robe, "Stinky boy!" You wait, one day I'll crush you to ashes! ”

Looking at Ye Feng, who was laughing like a villain, Zi Wuji's teeth itched with hatred, and he wanted to take this opportunity to kill that kid, but he knew that although this kid's realm was not high, he was extremely difficult, if he was on weekdays, he would never let go, but today, he had the art of the desolate spirit in his body, and there were desolate beasts chasing and killing behind him, if he was entangled by this kid, he would definitely die today!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Zi Wuji's heart was clear, and the whole person even dodged Ye Feng's violent blow in an instant, and the purple figure rushed towards the distance like a floating light.

"You can't leave!"

Looking at Zi Wuji who was walking away in embarrassment, Ye Feng laughed loudly, his body shook, surrounded by golden divine light, and the whole person actually opened his arms at this time, like a big bird with wings spreading, chasing after Zi Wuji who was rushing away.

"Damn boy!" In the rapid rush, Zi Wuji heard Ye Feng's roar, and looking back at random, Zi Wuji saw a scene that shocked him, not because of Ye Feng's madness, but because on Ye Feng's body that flew out, a golden bird was manifesting out, the golden feathers flashed all over his body, and the whole body was full of fire, especially the three legs under his abdomen, which made Zi Wuji's heart tremble.

Yo! A faint sound piercing the golden cracking stone resounded through the sky, making Zi Wuji's heart tremble in the hurry, and the whole person's footsteps couldn't help but stagger.

"Death!"

Behind him, Ye Feng shouted, the golden rain of fire was overwhelming, falling towards Zi Wuji, at this moment Ye Feng used the attack method he had comprehended from the Black Emperor Jue, intending to inflict the maximum damage on Zi Wuji.

Roar! The golden desolate beast in the distance roared, turning into streamers at this moment, and at the moment when Zi Wuji was attacked by Ye Feng, they formed a circle, trapping Zi Wuji in the middle.