Three days later, in a city 1,500 miles away from Heicheng, Ye Feng and Liu Mei'er separated.

Liu Meier wanted to follow Ye Feng, but was rejected by Ye Feng's righteous words.

His favor has been returned, and he doesn't want to have any more intersections.

When she walked into the teleportation array, Liu Mei'er looked back at Ye Feng, her eyes were full of complexity, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

"Hmm..."

With a flash of light, Liu Mei'er's figure disappeared into the teleportation array.

Ye Feng didn't stop here, and after replacing the treasures in Xia Wuyun and the Black Fox Ring with spirit stones, he left the city.

At the same time, what happened in the Black City had spread throughout most of the Firmament Dynasty.

Everyone who heard the news was shocked.

No one dared to believe that the younger brother of the Holy Son of the Soul Chasing Sect was actually killed by an unknown teenager.

Even his protector died at the hands of the young man.

"Stepping into the Purple Void Realm at the age of sixteen, looking at the entire Qinglin Domain, I have never heard of such a demon, he can't be from other domains, right?"

Some people have speculated like this.

"The Qinglin Domain is so huge, there are countless demonic geniuses, and the Firmament Dynasty only occupies one-tenth of the territory, so it's not unusual that we haven't heard of it. ”

Someone retorted and said, "But what is certain is that this young man definitely does not belong to the Heavenly Dome Dynasty, otherwise, there shouldn't be a little news about him circulating before this." ”

Soon, the second guess was recognized by more people.

The topic of everyone's discussion turned into guessing which force Ye Feng came from in the Qinglin Domain.

Three days later, the Soul Chaser Sect released the news.

Whoever kills the Blood Spirit, they will surely kill it.

..........

Three months have passed, and the discussion about Ye Feng has gradually subsided.

And in the course of these three months.

Night Maple has always been in the mountains, hunting demonic beasts.

At this time, Ye Feng was sitting next to a river.

"Reckless devouring, devouring, swallowing!"

Ye Feng let out a low snort.

The corpses of the demonic beasts around his body, the essence blood in them suddenly turned into a majestic aura and entered Ye Feng's body.

The aura emanating from his body began to climb rapidly.

Half an hour later, the speed at which this aura climbed reached the extreme.

"Boom..."

In Ye Feng's body, the majestic aura fluctuations suddenly spread.

After experiencing the last battle, coupled with absorbing a large amount of demonic beasts' essence blood, his cultivation finally broke through to the eighth stage of the Shentai realm.

"Whew... There are more and more auras needed to improve the realm. ”

Ye Feng opened his slightly drooping eyes, let out a long sigh of relief, and muttered.

Within the same level, the aura required for him to improve his cultivation was several times that of an ordinary cultivator, which was very amazing.

Shaking his head, he slowly got up and entered the river, beginning to wash the blood from his body.

After washing, he changed into brand new clothes and prepared to leave.

The mountain range is not huge.

In the past three months, half of the demonic beasts inside have been slaughtered by Ye Feng.

He planned to change the mountain range and continue to hunt demonic beasts.

"Huh?"

Ye Feng was about to leave, but suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly.

He found that in the mountains and forests in the distance, there was a faint aura that felt familiar to him.

But for a moment, he couldn't remember whose breath it was.

"Let's take a look..."

Ye Feng muttered in a low voice.

He hid the aura fluctuations on his body, and silently flew towards the familiar aura.

At this time, in the mountains and forests in the distance, Ling Xue was covered in blood, and her breath was extremely weak, obviously seriously injured.

Beside Ling Xue, her maid was also injured and panting.

"Hey, hey... Ling Xue, just grab it! Young Master Ben's ghost-faced tarantula just lacks an egg-laying mother, and you look like you're just right. ”

In the distance, a young man with a pale face and a gloomy face walked slowly, his eyes full of mockery.

He was followed by more than twenty people dressed in the same costume as him, though clearly inferior to him.

"Don't you think, even if I commit suicide today, I can't be caught with my hands tied. ”

In Ling Xue's beautiful eyes, a look of determination flashed.

This young man was Duan Xun, the Holy Son of the Poisonous Demon Sect, who raised a highly poisonous fifth-order high-level demonic beast: the Ghost-Faced Tarantula.

Every time the ghost-faced tarantula lays eggs, Duan Xun will go around capturing powerful women.

And after these women become mothers, they will be worse than dead, and they will become breeding slaves of ghost-faced tarantulas until the essence and blood in their bodies are exhausted.

Today, Ling Xue was just going out to practice, but she never thought that she would actually meet Duan Xun.

This made her desperate.

She would rather die than be the mother of the Ghost-faced tarantula breeding.

"Do you think this son will give you a chance to kill himself?"

Duan Xun sneered.

The moment his words fell, a powerful coercion immediately imprisoned Ling Xue and made him unable to move.

The aura in her body had stopped flowing, and she couldn't even go through the menopausal veins.

"You..."

Ling Xue was shocked.

"Arrest her. ”

Duan Xun said coldly.

When the disciples of the Poisonous Demon Sect behind him heard this, they didn't dare to slack off, and three of them walked towards Ling Xue with a cold face.

"Poof..."

However, at this time, the coffin on the left side suddenly smashed from the Soul Chasing Sect, a mountain of spiritual energy.

The three of them turned into a mist of blood in an instant.

"Who?"

Duan Xun looked at the bushes next to him and exclaimed.

The other disciples of the Poisonous Demon Sect also looked over immediately.

Ling Xue was also surprised, who would come to save her?

With a rustling sound, Ye Feng slowly walked out of the bushes.

"Let this girl go, I'll spare you from death. ”

Ye Feng said lightly.

As soon as these words came out, those disciples of the Poisonous Demon Sect looked at Ye Feng as if they were looking at a madman.

"It's him..."

Ling Xue recognized Ye Feng and was very surprised.

Isn't this the boy who entered the secret realm of the Cold Cloud Mountain Range with her and finally killed Xu Kun?

"What are you, you dare to threaten Young Master Ben. ”

Duan Xun drank coldly, his eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at Ye Feng, and then sneered: "It's just the eighth stage of the Shentai Realm, and you also want to learn from other people's heroes to save the beauty?"

After that, in his body, a wave of aura full of poison surged out, and the momentum was amazing.

"This son, I appreciate your kindness, but you are not his opponent, you don't care about me, let's leave quickly!"

Ling Xue didn't expect that this young man, who only had a one-sided relationship in Eastern Xinjiang, would come forward to save himself, and he was moved and persuaded to explain.

How could a cultivator of the eighth stage of the Shentai Realm have the strength to fight with a powerhouse of the half-step Purple Mansion Realm.

"Don't worry, with me, he won't be able to hurt you in the slightest. ”

Ye Feng said lightly, and then looked at Duan Xun.

"Haha... Boy, I appreciate your confidence. ”

Duan Xun laughed and said arrogantly: "So, I will let you enjoy the most extreme pain before you die." ”

On his right arm, a highly poisonous snake soul was successfully condensed in an instant, spitting out snake letters, which was extremely infiltrating.

One step he took was to blast towards Ye Feng.

This snake soul contains poison, and everywhere it passes, all the plants and trees around it wither in an instant.

"Big Day Glass Fist!"

This patrol is already a half-step Purple Mansion Realm, and Ye Feng does not dare to slack off.

In an instant, the glazed light frantically converged, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth swarmed with Ye Feng's fist as the source.

He threw a punch, as if he had turned into a great sun, emitting a glass-like light.

"Boom..."

The confrontation between Ye Feng and Duan Xun erupted into huge energy fluctuations, and the light was extremely dazzling.

Huge aura fluctuations, like ocean waves, spread out in all directions.

Everywhere they passed, the ancient trees were uprooted.

"This kid is supposed to be dead. ”

"In front of Duan Xun's holy son, he actually dared to be a hero to save the beauty, he didn't die, who died. ”

“.......”

Those disciples of the Poisonous Demon Sect, although they couldn't see the scene in the dazzling light clearly, they concluded that Ye Feng was certain to die.

It's just that the next moment, the scene in front of them slapped them hard.