In front of the nine-story barren tower, it was lit up with the light of the second layer, and then until the ninth layer was all lit up, it was only half a moment, and the speed was so fast that it somewhat refreshed everyone's world view.

"How is this possible!"

"The secret of becoming an immortal, will it eventually fall into the hands of a junior in the realm of the gods......

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For a while, in front of the barren tower, the expressions on the faces of those old monsters who robbed the realm were different, and in everyone's hearts, they couldn't help but secretly think about what they could do after Ye Fei came out.

With Fu Cangtian here, it is definitely impossible to rob it openly, but it is not impossible to win over.

Martial arts cultivators who have mastered the secret of becoming immortals, once they succeed in winning over, their benefits are self-evident.

"Senior Ding, the two of us will join in this matter!" Behind the right side of the Desolate Tower, the two martial cultivators beside Ding Yin who had robbed the realm and the heavens were already completely shocked by the scene in front of the stone tablet.

Without much hesitation, he just spoke directly.

"Good." Ding Yin smiled, and an imperceptible gloom flashed across his face.

At the same time, inside the nine-story barren tower, Ye Fei stepped into the ninth layer, and the inheritance technique in the sea of knowledge had changed from a fiefdom technique to nine powerful secret techniques.

Fiefdom, forbidden space, lock gods, break consciousness, destroy souls, seize souls, turn wheels, and destroy their eight styles into one finger, called the god to make a finger, this technique has reached the level of immortal arts.

can be hidden in the barren tower, it can be seen that it was Tianhong's fame back then.

On the ninth floor, there is no longer a Sumeru space, but a dim hall, surrounded by bronze walls, flickering nine faint oil lamps, in the center of the hall, there is an altar, and behind it is a huge black gate.

"This is the ninth floor." Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked around at the moment.

There is nothing in this desolate tower except the finger of the divine envoy.

He originally thought that within this ninth layer, there would be a remnant spirit of Tianhong's body, but now it was empty, just the black door in front of him, which made Dao slightly feel a little familiar.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei immediately walked forward, wanting to take a closer look at the altar in front of him and the black gate in the distance.

"This altar has been deserted, and most of the rune seals on it have been weathered." Inside the nine-story hall, Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the stone platform in front of him.

Because of the passage of time, the power of the runes could not be checked, so he could not analyze what the purpose of this altar was.

"That black door, it looks like ......" At this time, Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

In the depths of the main hall, on the black door, there is also the breath of time, but the spell runes on it are still clearly visible, which is the strange black door that Ye Fei saw when he was in Penglai and the Dharma King Palace.

It is rumored that this gate is where the rift between the two realms is located.

As for whether it was true or not, Ye Fei couldn't be sure, but he knew that the black door in front of him was undoubtedly related to the real world.

"God envoy Ye Fei, come forward and listen to the seal." At this moment, in the main hall, there was a slender voice with a cold voice.

When Ye Fei heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he had entered the ninth layer, and his spiritual sense had been in a state of sweeping, and he had not found any other people here before, nor had he had the slightest fluctuation of the remnant spirit.

And at this moment, as the voice came, he still did not feel the breath of the voice owner.

"Who are you?" A flash of inspiration flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and then he spoke in a low voice.

The words fell, and it can be seen that in front of him, on the originally dilapidated altar, a strange blue light suddenly appeared, and a humanoid projection suddenly appeared.

It was a woman in Tsing Yi, with waist-length long hair, and a cold and delicate face.

In the center of the altar, her figure slowly became clear, her face was expressionless, and her body revealed a unique temperament, as if she was not stained with any dust, and at the same time, an extremely strong spiritual pressure enveloped the hall.

Projection, not remnants.

The person who appeared in front of him was a real person, but he had set up a spiritual sense seal here, so that he could condense the spiritual sense projection without coming here in person.

"Divine Realm Wonderland, my name is Feng Jiuyu."

"You inherit the divine envoy, that is, from today onwards, you are the thirteenth divine envoy of the fairyland, I will take your soul, you must come to the fairyland of the god every hundred years to worship, otherwise the god will be lost."

On the altar in front of her, the woman's voice, although very cold, was unusually gentle when it came to people's ears.

In that huge coercive force, Ye Fei's figure couldn't move at all at this moment, and while he was surprised in his heart, his face was also full of doubt.

"Wait!" In the main hall, Ye Feiqiang withstood the terrifying spiritual pressure, and then let out a low shout.

This pressure was so strong that he had never seen it before, and it was extremely unbearable to be able to speak at this moment.

Moreover, Ye Fei's spiritual sense seemed to have been cut off by the person in front of him, he couldn't sense the ancient Xuan Snake, and even the Immortal Treasure Ice Sword in his body seemed to be completely sealed at this moment.

On the altar, Feng Jiuyu slowly lowered his head, and his eyes fell on Ye Fei's body.

"Do you have any questions?" Her voice was heard quickly.

Not far ahead, Ye Fei's face couldn't help but be a little ugly at the moment, all this happened extremely fast, not giving him a chance to react at all, and the person in front of him seemed to take away a wisp of his soul.

Under the pressure of this woman's spirit, he couldn't resist, but it was undoubtedly unacceptable for him to be robbed of a wisp of his soul in such an unknown way.

"No matter who you are, Ye's soul can't be given to you." Ye Fei was also too lazy to think about it at the moment, the most important thing at this moment was undoubtedly his own soul.

Once stripped of by the person in front of you, the consequences are self-evident.

"To become an envoy, you must hand over a wisp of divine soul."

"Ye Fei, as a person from the Void Realm, you have this wisp of soul that is controlled by the Source Realm Demon Soul Sect, and the Divine Soul I want is not taken from you, but to help you regain what you have already lost."

On the altar, the woman in green clothes seemed to be very patient, and slowly explained to Ye Fei at this moment.

"Is there a difference?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he looked up at the person in front of him at this moment.

The Demon Soul Sect is still the Divine Realm Immortal Realm in his mouth, and in the end, he has to restrict a trace of his divine soul, and if he puts it in the Demon Soul Sect, he will have the opportunity to retrieve it in person in the future.

"It doesn't make a difference, but it's your choice."

"Next, spread your mind, it's useless for you to resist, you are not my opponent now." The woman in green clothes in front of her spoke slowly.

I saw that after she finished speaking, the coercive power in the air around her instantly skyrocketed several times.

Ye Fei in front of him, the expression on his face couldn't help but change slightly.

"Wait, who was the last oracle?" Ye Fei then asked again.

"The twelfth divine envoy, Dongzhou Tianhong, was damaged three hundred years ago." The woman in Tsing Yi in front of her didn't hesitate too much, and then responded.

On the altar, the power of coercion grew stronger and stronger.

Not far ahead, Ye Fei could already feel that there was a strange power that stretched along his divine soul and then merged into heaven and earth, and he never felt that anything was missing in his body.

But as that strange power dissipated, his spirit couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Slow, Ye has no interest in the divine envoy, so the seniors should choose someone else." Ye Fei's heart was condensed at this moment, and then he hurriedly spoke.

Compared with the weirdness of the person in front of him, he hoped that his wisp of divine soul would be stored in the Demon Soul Sect, and when he entered the Source Realm in the future, he only needed to step into this sect.

And in the mouth of the woman in front of him, the Divine Domain Immortal Crystal that Fang just said, Ye Fei had a feeling, it was a more terrifying place than the three ancient sects of the Source Realm.

"You have inherited the finger of the divine envoy, and you are a person of the fairyland, I said that this is your own choice." Feng Jiuyu's magic trick in his palm was condensed, and he immediately raised his hand and pointed at the person in front of him.

When Ye Fei heard this, he couldn't help but curse secretly in his heart.

This nine-story barren tower is undoubtedly a huge pit left by Tianhong back then, how can there be any inheritance here, this is obviously a shackle, and it can't be easily removed.

"The matter has come to this, Ye can only accept it."

"But I want to know that the fourteenth oracle has the right to choose, but in my hands?" After Ye Fei was sure that he couldn't resist, he couldn't help but ask again.

This matter is not unsolvable, he just needs to find a random person and pass on the position of this divine envoy.

On the altar in front of him, Feng Jiuyu heard this, and then nodded slightly.

"Yes, but only after you lose it." Feng Jiuyu responded quickly, and at the same time slowly withdrew his arm.

It can be seen that in front of her, there is a wisp of divine soul condensed in her palm, Ye Fei instantly felt it, and a familiar aura came from it, but it finally slowly dissipated, and I don't know where this woman was hidden.

"You ......" Ye Fei's eyes were cold, and his face showed indifference.

At this moment, he watched as a wisp of his divine soul power was taken away by others, and he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved in his heart at this time.

It's just that the strength of this woman in Tsing Yi is far beyond Ye Fei's imagination, and when she encounters a spiritual projection, she can burst out with such a terrifying spiritual pressure, and this woman's body is afraid that it has at least the level of the Eight Heavens of the Tribulation Realm.

"Ye Fei, you remember, a hundred years of worship, otherwise the gods will destroy the Dao." Feng Jiuyu's eyes seemed to have a glimmer of light in his eyes at this moment, and then he glanced deeply at the person in front of him.

Her figure began to slowly blur the next moment.

Almost didn't give Ye Fei a chance to speak again, on the altar in front of him, Feng Jiuyu's figure had already disappeared, and the coercive power around him dissipated at the same time.

"Wait a minute, Divine Realm Wonderland, where is it?" After Ye Fei's body recovered, he would speak loudly.

He had never heard of this place, even when he was in the dream world, it was extremely unfamiliar, and there was no record of it in Tianhong's memory.

If he couldn't find this place at all within a hundred years, he wouldn't have died a very unjust death.