"Please don't kill me, please don't kill me!"

Seeing Ye Feng's gaze, Li Soul was so frightened that he knelt directly on the ground, and he said in horror: "My grandfather is the Great Elder of the Southern God Pavilion, as long as you don't kill me, he can give you whatever you want." ”

His voice fell, and on the top of the mountain, a lot of talking voices rang out.

"What, I said how did the name Li Soul sound so familiar, it turned out that he was the grandson of the Great Elder of the Southern God Pavilion. ”

"The Southern Divine Pavilion is located in the north of Lingbei, located in Luoyun Province, and it is an extremely special force, and I heard that the status of its pavilion master is comparable to that of the president of the Alchemist Guild. ”

“.......”

Many people were surprised by Li Soul's identity and whispered about it.

On the Henggu Continent, there are various sizes of gods and pavilions, which are dedicated to different gods.

Worship produces a great deal of faith power.

Between the Divine Realm and the mortal dust, although there is a hundred thousand miles of thunder sea prohibition, even the God Emperor level existence cannot pass through, but the power of these beliefs is unhindered, and can be absorbed by the gods enshrined in the Divine Pavilion and used to improve the realm.

The gods who have absorbed the power of faith will occasionally bless the believers.

The content of the blessing is either an exercise or a large number of cultivations.......

The number of Southern Regions Divine Pavilions is scarce, and in the entire Firmament Dynasty, there is only one Southern Divine Pavilion, and it is still the weakest one among the four Great Divine Pavilions in the Southern Regions.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, when he was looking through the ancient books in the Divine General's Mansion, he was more interested in this Nanshen Pavilion, but any Divine Pavilion was very mysterious, and there was very little content recorded in the ancient books.

He had always wanted to know about the Nanshen Pavilion, but he didn't expect to meet the grandson of the Great Elder of the Nanshen Pavilion now.

"If you don't want me to kill you, just tell me obediently, just tell me everything you know about the Nanshen Pavilion. ”

Ye Feng pondered for a moment and said lightly.

"Okay, I'll tell you!

When Li Soul heard this, he seemed to grasp the last straw, and hurriedly said: "Our Nanshen Pavilion has been established for thousands of years, and it has gone through more than thirty generations of pavilion masters.... It is enshrined in the god of red flames. ”

He was extremely frightened, and told all the news about the Nanshen Pavilion in one go.

"Red Flame God of War?"

Ye Feng raised her eyebrows slightly, feeling that the name was somewhat familiar.

After pondering for a while, he remembered that the Red Flame God of War was an important subordinate of his little apprentice Nangong Xian'er in his previous life, and he was a cultivator of the God King Realm, and he had a few encounters with him.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Seeing Ye Feng deep in thought, Xu asked in confusion.

"Nothing. ”

Ye Feng shook his head, and then said lightly, "Let's go! ”

When the two girls heard this, they both nodded.

Immediately, Ye Feng walked with the sword, and took the two women in the direction of the Alchemist Guild, flying away.

Li Soul, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed to have collapsed, and it took a long time before he recovered and hurriedly fled down the mountain.

The many cultivators on the top of the mountain, looking at the back of Ye Feng leaving, had different expressions, and they also dispersed one after another, no one could have imagined that today would be such a result.

........

........

Half an hour later, Ye Feng took Xu Qingyu and Lin Luoxue and returned to the Alchemist Guild.

After Xu Canghai learned that Ye Feng actually beheaded Su Yu, he suddenly looked helpless.

But he didn't say anything.

Although the Molan Province was simply a behemoth in the eyes of other sect families in Lingnan, it was actually a very weak province in the middle of the Firmament Dynasty.

The city lord of Molan City, the main city of Molan Province, was not enough to make Xu Canghai have any fear and jealousy.

Soon, Xu Canghai asked Xu Qingyu and Lin Luoxue to take them to the small courtyard where Ye Feng lived last time.

"You two should refine the spiritual liquid here first!"

After teaching the two girls how to refine the spiritual liquid, Ye Feng said slowly, "I'm going to go out now." ”

"Yes. ”

Lin Luoxue and Xu Qingyu both nodded lightly.

The Ayatsuki they absorbed into their bodies was in urgent need of refining.

After leaving the Alchemist Guild, Ye Feng determined the direction, that is, he met in the direction of the Luoyun Province where the Southern God Pavilion was located, and flew away.

"That Red Flame God of War is a subordinate of Xian'er, and he should have a good understanding of the current situation in the God Realm. ”

Ye Feng muttered to himself, and said lightly: "Just ask him about the current situation in the God Realm, and see how my apprentices are." ”

The eleven veins of his previous life were all extremely powerful, shocking the side of the God Realm.

It stands to reason that he doesn't need to worry.

After Ye Feng turned into a demon, he killed a lot of gods in the God Realm, and even killed three God Emperor-level figures, almost the enemy of the whole world, he was a little worried that after he turned into a Dao, these apprentices of his would become the target of revenge.

.........

.........

Luoyun Province is not particularly far from Lingnan, only a little north of Lingbei.

In just one night, Ye Feng rushed to Luoyun City, the main city of Luoyun Province.

At this time, the sun had just risen, and the warm sunlight was sprinkled on the ancient buildings of Falling Cloud City.

Ye Feng didn't want to be too public, so he didn't continue to use the sword, and after landing, he walked in the direction of the Divine Pavilion in Luoyun City.

The wide road is extremely crowded, and many people are going to the Shrine Pavilion.

Ye Feng walked for two quarters of an hour before he came to the vast square in front of the Divine Pavilion.

At this time, more than 10,000 cultivators had gathered here, and they were kneeling down to worship facing the huge hall in front of them, hoping that the gods would bless them.

"The Firmament Dynasty is still too small, and it only has this power of faith when worshipping. ”

Ye Feng muttered to himself and shook his head.

Others may not be able to see it, but he can see that when everyone is worshipping, wisps of colorless faith power slowly float to the sky, until the end of the field of vision.

Compared to the majestic power of faith that almost crushed the void when the statue of the Night Maple God was worshiped in the previous life, it was ten million times worse here.

Without staying too long, Ye Feng walked towards the magnificent hall in front of him, where a statue of a god wearing fiery red armor was enshrined, which was extremely majestic.

That was the Red Flame God of War.

At this time, in the Divine Pavilion, even the guards knelt on the ground, praying for blessings, and Ye Feng entered it without any hindrance at all.

After coming to the Divine Pavilion, Ye Feng's eyes drooped slightly, and his powerful divine sense directly entered the statue, trying to communicate with the Red Flame God of War.

Soon, Ye Feng seemed to be wandering in a special consciousness space, like a void outside the sky.

It's just that the space is dark and there is nothing.

"What's going on? Shouldn't there be a wisp of thought left by the god in every idol?

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly.

His powerful divine sense began to search this space.

But the next moment, his eyes were full of disappointment.