Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Deceased

The deep space, there is no light, only the eternal darkness, with Ye Feng's advance, the sound of sleep is more and more inspiring, at this time, Ye Feng's body is accompanied by the operation of Aoki, a trace of coolness, a trace of vitality, in the meridians of the whole body flow happily.

It seemed that because of the flow of this cool life force, Ye Feng resisted the temptation of the sound of sleep.

Well! At this moment, Ye Feng's feet staggered, and his feet seemed to mention something, some soft, some warm, which surprised Ye Feng, and he was even more cautious in his heart.

The next moment a golden flame emerged, dispelling the eternal darkness and illuminating the deep cracks.

Seeing the thing under his feet, it was a red man, as if he was asleep, lying quietly on the ground, and his mouth kept making a sound of sleep.

"Lie Feihong!" Turning over his body, the familiar face reflected Ye Feng's eyes.

"Looks like this guy was brought here by the sound of sleep!" Looking at the sleeping face, a smile appeared on Ye Feng's face, and he raised his hand to Lie Feihong's body and sank into the black cloth bag.

Disposed of Lie Feihong, Ye Feng did not stop, kept moving forward, the void space around the golden flame kept collapsing, this was a strange scene, but in the eyes of Ye Feng, who was familiar with all this, it was normal.

"Huh! Another one! Hehe! And more than one! With the help of the light emitted by the golden flame, Ye Feng saw the ground under his feet, and the two of them let out a sound of sleep side by side.

This is a man and a woman, the man is delicate and handsome, dressed in brocade, but there is also a unique grace, and the woman is even more graceful, concave and convex, and even the sleeping posture is even more charming.

"Hmmm! Not bad! Looking at that beautiful face and feeling the extraordinary heroic spirit, Ye Feng's heart couldn't help but praise it.

"Since you want to see it, it's fate, but I hope you don't be surprised by the inconvenience!" As he spoke, Ye Feng waved his big hand and put the two people into the black cloth bag again.

This is a good Qiankun bag, although it is not very big, but it is an exception that can hold living things, this is also what surprises Ye Feng, but when he thinks of the situation inside, the corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitch involuntarily.

"It's all mine! It's all mine! A sound like a dream came into Ye Feng's ears, which made Ye Feng's heart move, and the whole person quickly and carefully touched it in the direction from which the voice came.

Bright! The sound of sound sleep was getting closer and closer, and the first thing Ye Feng sensed was a glimmer of light coming from the eternal darkness, although it was not enough to dispel the eternal darkness, but in Ye Feng's opinion, his destination was about to arrive!

"It's all mine! You're all badass! The dream roar continued, which made Ye Feng's feet pause, because not far ahead, where the center of gravity of eternal darkness was, a colorful light cluster was suspended in the air, up and down. It's just that the image manifested in the light cluster surprised Ye Feng.

It was a disc, most of the disc was missing, to be exact, it was just a quick fragment, a very small fragment, and around that fragment, tentacles were hanging down, but it was not the manifest disc tentacles of the Heavenly Machine Beast that Ye Feng saw on the heavenly dome.

"Right now, drip on it with your essence blood!"

At this moment, a voice full of majesty sounded in Ye Feng's soul, and even at this moment, Ye Feng could feel that in the depths of his dantian, in the open cave sky, a voice like a war drum was rumbling.

"Who the hell are you?" Ye Feng was puzzled, he originally thought that the imprint in that soul had been eliminated, but now it seemed that all this still existed.

"Don't care who the deity is, if you hesitate, once it wakes up, none of you will think about it or leave!" There was no doubt in the majestic voice, but it also made Ye Feng wake up.

"Yes! I'm already like this, what else can I do? "As the saying goes, if there are more lice, you are not afraid of itching, Ye Feng doesn't care about it at this time, what will happen after that?

At that moment, Ye Feng gritted his teeth, and a drop of essence blood was afraid that he would drop on the colorful light cluster, and at the same time, a golden flame slipped down, breaking the colorful light cluster in an instant, and that drop of essence blood followed closely on the disc that was missing most of it.

"You're all badass! How dare you hit the idea of the deity? In an instant, the crimson essence blood sank into the broken disc, and it also instantly awakened the sleeping consciousness.

An angry roar with a child's immature voice made this space vibrate violently.

"According to the refining method passed on to you by the deity, refine it quickly!" The majestic voice sounded, and golden runes manifested in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness, and then more illusory streamers appeared, as if stars had laid a mysterious array around the colorful light cluster.

"They all bully me! They all bully me! The childlike voice was roaring, and the broken disc was vibrating violently, but the stars that had been transformed by the streamers formed a great array of mysteries, and the hazy starlight locked on the shaking disc like a cage at this moment.

At this time, Ye Feng, who no longer hesitated, also began to follow the refining method transmitted to him by that majestic voice, and shot out golden runes towards the disk.

"Your strength is still too weak!" A majestic voice sighed, and then an illusory figure emerged, a golden figure, filled with the will to suppress the heavens.

"I wanted you to do it yourself, but now it seems that it can only be like this, I hope that with its help, you will go smoothly in the future!" The illusory figure, with a sigh and loss in his words, seems to be unable to see his efforts bear fruit, and his heart is extremely reluctant.

Call! Streams of golden light shot out from the eyes of the golden figure, blended into Ye Feng's fingers, turned into runes, and submerged into the struggling disc.

"I'm not going to let you get your way!" As the golden runes continued to sink into the broken disc, angry voices echoed in Ye Feng's sea of consciousness.

"It's not for the deity, it's not for this little guy, it's for us, for us who shouldn't have fallen!" The golden figure spoke, with anger and unwillingness in his words, causing the immature voice to pause, and then fell into silence for a short time.

"That's not right! You're lying to me! After a moment's effort, the immature voice shouted, and there was a hint of anger in the words!