The virtual senior said to Ye Sheng: "We owe you a favor, it doesn't hurt to help you once, you are also lucky, you got the favor of the seven of us, otherwise those mysterious people will not go down the mountain easily." ”

Ye Sheng smiled, very affectionate to the Void Senior, and said, "Senior, how much do you know about the Feather Holy Land?"

"I don't know much, the totem inheritor knows a lot, why are you making a fuss about the Feather Holy Land?" asked Ye Sheng.

"Because they captured my brother. Ye Sheng told the seniors what happened.

"The grandson of the old man with the sword, if the old man with the sword is still there, he will cut it down with a sword, and he won't talk to them more nonsense at all. The Void Senior sneered.

"Do you know the old man with the sword?" Ye Sheng said curiously.

"I met a few times when I was young, and it was a masterpiece, but it's a pity. The virtual senior said regretfully.

"Senior, what realm are you all in?" Ye Sheng asked curiously, this was what he wanted to know.

"Me?" said with a smile, "When the fight starts, you'll know." ”

Ye Sheng blinked and stopped asking.

"Are you using pressure to cultivate?" Senior Xuan glanced at Ye Sheng, and immediately found Ye Sheng's clues.

Ye Sheng nodded and said, "I have come all the way, sharpening myself with pressure, just like a stone with clear water chestnuts thrown into the bottom of a waterfall, tempered thousands of times, and become rounded." ”

This is a cultivation method that Ye Sheng came up with himself, and there are both disadvantages and advantages.

The downside is obvious, it requires a lot of pressure, such as that of a behemoth like the Feather Sanctuary.

If there is pressure, but the cultivator can't bear it, he will be crushed, and not only will he not succeed in his cultivation, but he will be injured and fall into the realm.

The benefits are obvious, break through quickly, withstand pressure, withstand pressure, and make progress all the time.

This is suitable for Ye Sheng's cultivation, but not for others.

The Void Senior exclaimed, "It's very good that you can actually think of such a cultivation method. ”

Ye Sheng said ashamedly: "The cultivation is too low, so I have to do it, I originally planned to go to the mountain gate of the Feather Holy Land to crush the colorful stones." ”

"It's okay, we have a bit of a friendship between us, and it's nothing to help you solve some little people. The virtual senior said lightly.

Ye Sheng smiled bitterly, Jindan was a small person at the peak, and he really deserved to be called the Seven Monsters of the Tianshan Mountains.

"If you continue to cultivate, presumably after this battle, the Feather Holy Land should not be sending people out, and I will pay attention to you. After speaking, the virtual senior turned around and left, not wanting to disturb Ye Sheng's cultivation.

Ye Sheng's pressure to practice, he needs to meditate alone, and the virtual predecessors are here, and the pressure is suddenly carried by her, and Ye Sheng can't play the role of cultivation.

Ye Sheng didn't stop him, let the virtual seniors leave, looked at the corpses, got up directly, and hurried overnight.

His eyes were blazing, and his heart was burning like fire: "How many times have people come to kill me, really when I am a wooden man?"

From tonight onwards, Ye Sheng will no longer abide by the road of eight hundred miles a day.

The next day, Ye Sheng walked 1,600 miles, getting closer to the Feather Holy Land.

The pressure was even greater, and the Feather Holy Land was like a behemoth, pressing on Ye Sheng's shoulders, and the more he moved forward, the more he felt it deeply.

But Ye Sheng was not deterred, but more determined.

He's here to overthrow this behemoth.

As Ye Sheng approached the Feather Holy Land day by day, the eyes of the entire cultivation world and the entire rivers and lakes looked over.

The twelve corpses were discovered, and the people of the world were in an uproar, surprised by Ye Sheng's methods, many people were rumoring that there was a virtual realm behind Ye Sheng to escort him.

But the head of Qingxu Dao was in Longhu Mountain, the old man Tushan was seriously injured after the catastrophe, Yasheng Zhou Yuan was in Xianyang, and the vice president of Jixia Academy also went back.

Who else is behind him?

The Feather Holy Land didn't know who the person behind Ye Sheng was, so he didn't move and didn't send the elders to kill Ye Sheng.

With the loss of thirteen Jindan realm elders in a row, the heart of the contemporary Holy Lord was dripping blood.

Coupled with Mu Linyuan, the great master of the Void Realm who was lost in Longhu Mountain before, and two ancestors, two of these three died in Ye Sheng's hands.

There is also Wang Shouyi, the genius of the Feather Holy Land, and Wang Chuyi, who has just broken into the virtual realm, all died because of Ye Sheng.

Between the Feather Holy Land and Ye Sheng, it is really a sea of blood feud, which is difficult to wash away.

Probably no one would have thought that Ye Sheng's arrival would cause the Feather Holy Land to attach such great importance to it.

Three days later, Ye Sheng came to the foot of the mountain in the Feather Holy Land.

The majestic Mount Tai is in front of you, straight into the sky, on Mount Tai, the Feather Holy Land is located here, on the top of the mountains, the houses are numerous, the whole Feather Holy Land has tens of thousands of disciples, plus the elders and others, there are 15,000 people.

Ye Sheng was standing at the foot of the mountain, and was suddenly discovered.

In an instant, it spread like a storm.

Ye Sheng is here!

Alone, he came to the gate of the Feather Holy Land.

Many people point fingers at this, look at it with surprise, hatred, respect, and so on......

Ye Sheng didn't hear about this, looked at the disciple of the Feather Holy Land, and said, "Ye Sheng came to visit. ”

There were only a dozen disciples of the Acquired Realm guarding the mountain gate, and the leader had just broken through the innate level, looking at Ye Sheng in horror, and said tremblingly: "The Holy Lord is waiting for you above." ”

Ye Sheng nodded calmly, and then stepped in.

Rumble!

As soon as Ye Sheng stepped into the Feather Holy Land, the pressure on his body suddenly became heavy.

This is not any momentum given by others, but the coercion of this great holy land that has been inherited for thousands of years and has not been broken.

Others may only look at the Feather Holy Land with reverence, and they will not feel this pressure.

But Ye Sheng is different, he has carried the pressure on his shoulders all the way, and now that he has come to the destination, this pressure has suddenly doubled.

Ye Sheng closed his eyes and stood for a while, moving forward in the incomprehensible gaze of others.

Step by step, not in a hurry, a slightly thin figure, but walking so firmly, every step falling, as if it was a step closer to the realm that Ye Sheng wanted.

In his heart, the long sword that had been nurturing was slowly being pulled out at this moment.

The steps of the Feather Sacred Land are very long, and the scenery along the way is beautiful, there are courtyards and attics, there are flowers, and there are countless disciples watching.

There is no one on this road now.

Everyone was looking at Ye Sheng, watching him walk step by step, it seemed to be more difficult, but Ye Sheng still insisted.

Halfway through, Ye Sheng was sweating profusely, as if he had overdrawn his strength, but his eyes were incomparably bright, like the most beautiful jewels in the world, and there were cosmic stars in his pupils.

I don't know how many stone steps there are, Ye Sheng walked to the last section, and there was a huge square in front of him, Ye Sheng sensed it, there were several powerful breaths rising and falling on it, waiting for him.

The Feather Holy Land is not in a hurry now, since Ye Sheng is here, he naturally can't run away.

Ye Sheng stared at the ancient stone steps that had existed for thousands of years, his eyes slowly closed, faintly, something in his heart was broken, there seemed to be a subtle sound of sword roaring, from the end of his heart, crisply came, not only in Ye Sheng's heart, but also quietly echoing in the mountains and forests, like a bell, intoxicating.

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The long sword roared, and a earth-shaking change occurred in Ye Sheng's body.

He stepped out and came directly to the platform, where he saw dozens of figures.

"Ye Sheng, a disciple of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, came to send a bell to the Yuhua Holy Land. Ye Sheng's eyes were bright, and he said lightly.

As the words fell, Ye Sheng's body, the barrier of the Nine Heavens suddenly broke through, and the true qi like a flood swept through the entire body.

Ten Heavenly Broken Mirrors!

Ye Sheng withstood the pressure, and along the way, he carried out a transformation of himself.