A moment later.

Ye Feng had already come to the outside of the Blood Clan's village, standing on the top of the mountain, looking back into the distance, the entire village had once again been hidden in the illusion, and there was no clue.

"I don't know, will the blood be killed by the cold blood......"

He stuck out his tongue: "Probably not, I have to give some face." ”

"The host ......"

The debt fell on Ye Feng's shoulder, and a handful of golden fluff fluttered on the top of his head: "It's really like this!"

"Let's go!" Ye Feng let out a long sigh: "All the arrangements on the blood clan's side have been completed, and the next thing is our own cultivation and final preparations." ”

"Okay!" The void also came to the spirit: "Is it the bloody tomb?"

"yes!"

Ye Feng's gaze looked into the distance, it seemed that there, there was a magnificent hall, and an incomparably powerful soul was sleeping in it waiting for him.

"Is it dangerous, master?"

"It's okay. Ye Feng was very relaxed: "You know who that blood ming is, right?"

"I heard, it seems to be the ancestor of the blood clan, the first blood clan in the world?"

"That's right, then do you know why such a terrible person's tomb hasn't been discovered until now?"

"Why?"

"Because don't talk about going in, anyone who comes near his tomb is already dead......"

The owe suddenly fell silent.

"What do you think?"

Two lines of tears slipped from the corners of his eyes: "I'm wondering, master, can your directly broken soul die a happy death!"

"Hahaha!"

Ye Feng let out a long roar, flew up to the clouds, and galloped away.

He had a confident smile on his face.

In the past twenty years, in addition to creating an astonishing number of blood-suppressing armors, he has been looking for the last killing move in fifty years.

Now, finally found.

Only that place can help you fight against the high Immortal Palace!

In order to give that bastard heaven home, a resounding slap in the face!!

......

The Nine Realms of the Pure Land are clearly divided and are under the jurisdiction of the Nine Great Immortal Palaces.

There are not only the vibrant Canglan Realm, which gives birth to thousands of living beings, but also the Haotian Realm that advocates martial arts, casting the pinnacle of martial arts; among these nine realms, if it is the most mysterious and unpredictable, it is the [Spirit Void Realm] that is all over the spatial cracks and is dominated by the Sumeru Immortal Palace; and if you want to choose a realm that is most unsuitable for the survival of living beings and is almost uninhabited, it must be the [Ten Thousand Realms] under the Immortal Palace.

According to legend, it was a place where it was impossible to survive below the fairyland.

Even those so-called powerful beings in the Pure Land World will not be able to move an inch in the Ten Thousand Realms, and only the truly strong will dare to set foot in this holy land where the strongest gather, and the forbidden area where the weak cannot pass.

And at the junction of the Haotian Realm and the Ten Thousand Realms, there is a mountain called [Double], which means that after this mountain is another heaven and earth.

At the top of this double mountain, someone leveled a mountain with supreme divine powers, repaired a village and town that could accommodate 10,000 people, and became the best resting place for any warrior who wanted to enter the Ten Thousand Realms.

The facilities in the town are very simple, they are all houses built of bluestone, and it is very simple to live here, no money, just sit in the hall of an inn called [Changfeng] at the entrance of the town for an hour.

When Ye Feng came to the top of the second mountain on this day, it was already sunset, and now he didn't need to ask for any news at all, so he went straight to this Changfeng Inn.

Landing on the ground, bullet clothes, wind and dust.

On the quiet mountain top, only the light breeze soothed Ye Feng's rather tired face, and in the distance, the remnant sun was like blood.

This moment.

Ye Feng suddenly felt a little tired.

Rushing, fighting, scheming, scheming.

It seems that this should not be the only thing in his life.

In front of the Changfeng Inn, a broken wine flag swayed in the wind, as if the swaying arm of the mother in memory was facing him:

Let's go, life is too short, why do you have to push yourself like this.

Wouldn't it be nice to let go and make your life easier?

Ye Feng took a long breath and let out a long sigh.

"It seems that there are really some famous halls here, that is, this formation that disturbs the soul is no less than the trial of the heart tribulation on the road to the immortal. ”

Swish.

As soon as the voice fell, I saw that the vast gloom in front of me disappeared like wiping glass, and was replaced by a fairly neat bluestone restaurant, the fluttering wine flag was clean and neat, and the words 'Changfeng Inn' were flying and fluttering on it.

The hall of the inn was no longer as empty as before, and there were more than a dozen figures sipping tea inside, and an old gentleman in a soap-colored robe with gray hair was talking about a folk storytelling that he had not seen for a long time on a high platform at the back of the hall.

This is to some point.

Ye Feng didn't expect to see such a scene with a strong market atmosphere here, so he heard a startling sound inside, and an old but full voice came straight out.

"The mountains and mountains are blocking the immortal boats, and the shrine is holding a gold plate all night. The jade muscles are white bones, and it is not as cold as the sword sinking a cup of wine!"

Good!!

In the hall, there was a cheer, making people really think that they had come to the mortal world.

I heard the old gentleman smile slightly, and his right hand, which was full of spots, was raised gently, and the two directions moved, which attracted the attention of more than a dozen people in the audience:

"Today, the old man has something to say is amazing. The surname is blood, and the single name is a character!"

One sentence suddenly made Ye Feng raise his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that he had caught up with a wave of good shows.

At this moment, next to him, a middle-aged man in sackcloth quietly came to Ye Feng's side.

"Do you want to stay in the hotel?"

With a cold voice and a fluttering tone, those who don't know still think they have encountered a ghost in the underworld.

Ye Feng took a closer look, this man looked lifeless, a pair of white eyes rolled over a dead man's face, looking at Ye Feng was like looking at a dead man.

Hehe.

Ye Feng smiled.

His favorite thing is to talk to people like that.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, the dead face frowned slightly, and asked again:

"You, do you want to stay in the hotel?"

Ye Feng blinked and said, "You guess?"

Middle-aged man: "......"

He had almost forgotten how many years he had been guarding the Long Wind Inn, really, it was the first time he had heard someone answer him like that.

The middle-aged man glanced at Ye Feng deeply: "Are you sick?"

Ye Feng blinked and said in surprise: "How do you know? It's been a long time since I stopped taking medicine." ”

The middle-aged man nodded, convinced of his judgment.

This man is really sick.

He turned his head and left: "You go, Changfeng Inn hasn't seen blood for a long time, young man, don't make a mistake." ”

Ye Feng followed him and took a small step: "Didn't you say that you can stay here for an hour, why did you drive me away?"

Middle-aged people say why don't you know?

He didn't look back and said: "A mere immortal cultivator, I think I dare to come in after asking some rules here?" I only remind you one last time, don't make a mistake about yourself, not everyone here can sit casually for an hour. ”

"Really? I really don't believe it. ”

Ye Feng smiled and followed the middle-aged man all the way, seeing that he was about to enter the inn hall, more than a dozen guests inside, including the old gentleman who told the story, seemed to focus their eyes on him at the same time, and watched his right foot step on the first bluestone floor tile in the hall.

Buzz.

Ye Feng suddenly felt a huge pressure squeezing from all directions, and it didn't feel like two mountains pressing on his shoulders, but as if the whole person was being squeezed in the middle, and it was about to burst in the next second.

This is...... Recruit Immortal Energy!!

Ye Feng retreated in one step, but he didn't expect that the terrifying place of the Ten Thousand Heavy Realms would appear from this Changfeng Inn.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing this scene, many people in the inn suddenly laughed.

Among them, a burly man sitting in the corner on the right laughed especially loudly, pointing at Ye Feng, full of disdain:

"Where did the baby come from, I'm afraid that he hasn't been weaned yet, and he dares to come to these two mountains to roam, do you know?"

Hehe.

The vulgar words represented the thoughts of the vast majority of people present, that is, the old storyteller sitting on the stage, the curiosity in his eyes also dimmed, shook his head slightly, and continued to tell the story.

And the middle-aged man had already walked behind the long platform in the hall, and without raising his eyelids, he hummed from his nostrils:

"If you know it's awesome, let's go, this is not the place for you to come. ”

Hehe.

Ye Feng smiled again.

These guys, if it weren't for my brother's recultivation of the second immortal energy now, if you could sit among these immortal generals, my brother would be able to press you to death with one hand.

But despite this, he knew that he had to stay on this double mountain for a while for the sake of the next task, so he really had to be embarrassed.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" the old gentleman began to tell again: "If you want to talk about this blood, everyone in the entire Pure Land world knows about it, and no one knows it. People say that he is the ancestor of the blood clan, the demon of ten thousand demons, but few people know that this ancient fierce demon was actually born in the holy [Cangling Clan]?"

"What?" someone below was surprised: "Is it the Cangling clan who saved the dead and helped the wounded?"

"Exactly. The old man said: "Legend has it that the [Cangling] clan is one of the oldest races in the world, with noble and pure blood, peace-loving, cherishing life, and having the oldest medical heritage in the Pure Land world......

"Well, why didn't the old gentleman say it?"

Everyone was stunned when they saw the old gentleman talking, and their eyes looked straight in the direction of the gate.

Then, a rich immortal power spread, and everyone turned around one after another, and a series of lying grooves broke out in an instant!

What the hell!!

I saw that Ye Feng was wearing more than a dozen pieces of equipment that increased immortal energy, like a humanoid divine weapon display shelf, and walked into the hall with a sigh, chose a wooden bench next to him, and sat down.

The result clicked.

The equipment on his body was too heavy, and the immortal power was too strong, so he directly crushed the stool.

Everyone, including the dead-faced middle-aged man behind the long platform, had their eyes a little straight at this moment.

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