Time passed quietly, and as Ye Fei ran all the way, the sand under his feet gradually began to change, and the barren land finally had a tendency to improve.

In the distance, as far as the eye can see, the plain has appeared, and the hot breath in the air disappears.

"I can't absorb the aura in the air in the northern region." Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, after these days, he continued to run tirelessly, and his physical strength was really consumed.

Without the replenishment of aura, there is already a feeling of exhaustion.

This realm is not without aura, but it has an irresistible repulsion force against outsiders, but it has no influence on the tribes and clans in the north.

On the Northern Plain, Ye Fei's figure stopped at this moment, and he looked up into the distance, a trace of distantness flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to find the Soul Clearing Ancient Weapon, you must first solve the problem of spiritual power in your body." Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, with a thoughtful look on his face.

The combat power could not reach the peak, even if it was a Soul Seeking Ancient Weapon, he was afraid that he would not be able to obtain it.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, his gaze suddenly froze, and he turned his head to look at the sky on the right, and at this moment, a catastrophe realm spiritual sense had already locked his figure.

"Psychic ......"

"Is it from the North, or is it the Central Plains Martial Cultivator?"

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and his face showed interest.

Just as he was thinking, in the distance in the air, a person had already appeared, it was a middle-aged man dressed in a robe, with long hair tied back his head, a thin body, and a small goat's whisker at the corner of his mouth.

After the man saw Ye Fei, he couldn't help laughing.

"Haha, haha."

"Luckily, I actually met a Central Plains martial arts cultivator, in Xia Hu Xiangyang, I don't know what to call my brother?" The man stepped into the air, with a smile on his face, and stood on the plain.

When Ye Fei heard this, his eyes couldn't help but flash.

Spiritual sense, stepping into the air, the spiritual power in this person's body has not been suppressed, and looking at its appearance, it seems that it is also a martial arts cultivator in the Central Plains.

"Ye Fei." On the plain, Ye Fei immediately raised his hand and spoke.

The person in front of him was obviously not good, his spiritual sense had been locked on Ye Fei, and at this time, Ye Fei's eyes were also focused on this person, and the expression on his face was very interested.

This person is not suppressed by the land of heaven and earth, there must be some secret blessing, and this is undoubtedly what Ye Fei needs most at the moment.

"Ye's luck is also good." Ye Fei had a smile on his face at this moment, his eyes looked at the person in front of him, and at the same time he slowly spoke.

Ahead, on the plain, Hu Xiangyang's eyes were stunned at this time, and a chill unconsciously rose in his heart at this moment, and he vaguely felt a little numb in his scalp, which was undoubtedly a long-lost sense of fear.

Just a little groaning, this person quickly settled down.

"Cut, what am I afraid of him doing?"

"In the land of the northern realm, even if this person was a strong person in the realm before, without the blessing of spiritual power, the two Yuan Infant juniors are inferior." Hu Xiangyang said secretly in his heart at this moment, and a sneer appeared on his face.

The momentum around him condensed, and the majestic spiritual sense of the Tribulation Realm had already completely seen through the people in front of him.

"Brother Ye, since you are all in the same way in the Central Plains, then Hu will stop talking nonsense, hand over your storage ring, for the sake of your fellow Daoists, Hu can spare your life." The smile on Hu Xiangyang's face remained unchanged, and then he spoke.

He obviously did this more than the first time.

Although having said that, since it was a professional robbery, it was naturally impossible to spare his life, once Ye Fei handed over the storage ring, then there was only one end.

When Ye Fei heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

"Answer Ye's question, I won't kill you." Ye Fei was silent for a moment, and then spoke in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the person in front of him suddenly stared, as if he couldn't believe his ears, his spiritual sense swept, and after determining that the person in front of him had no aura fluctuations in his body, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Haha, ha."

"Hu Mou has been here for decades, and there are hundreds of martial cultivators in the Central Plains, you are the first person whose spiritual power has been suppressed, and you dare to be so rampant."

"Well, I appreciate you."

Hu Xiangyang laughed at this time.

It's just that before this person's words fell, I saw him raise his hand suddenly, and the power of the realm of calamity condensed in his palm, instantly turning into a sharp wind blade.

"But...... You can look at it! Hu Xiangyang's last indifferent voice came, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and Ye Fei pointed straight ahead under this blow.

He didn't show mercy in this blow, it was an unreserved power of calamity, and the shot could be described as decisive.

The next moment, the wind blade broke through the air, and the speed was so fast that it was close to Ye Fei in an instant, and as far as the eye could see at this moment, it was too late to dodge.

"Bang, boom!"

Suddenly, a deafening loud bang came, and the force of the anti-earthquake swept across the plain.

Ahead, Hu Xiangyang had a smile on his face at the moment, he was obviously extremely confident in the power of this blow, a martial cultivator whose spiritual power was suppressed, it was impossible to stop it.

After a while, the power dissipated, and the scene in front of him suddenly made Hu Xiangyang in front of him gasp.

"You?"

"Impossible, the power of Hu's blow can't break through your defenses." Hu Xiangyang's face showed disbelief, looking ahead at this moment, after the majesty dissipated, the figure was safe and sound, and his heart was extremely shocked.

But it was only an instant, and he reacted accordingly.

"Hmph, it must be on your body that hides the treasure of the self-protector." Hu Xiangyang reacted very quickly, only to see his figure flash immediately, and at the same time took two steps back to the back.

This treasure of protecting the master, even if there is no blessing of spiritual power, will protect the body when the owner encounters danger.

And if such a treasure is blessed with spiritual power, the effect of defense will be greatly enhanced.

As soon as he thought of this, Hu Xiangyang showed a smile on his face, only to see that under his raised hand, a three-foot cold blade fell into his palm, and the sword was blue all over, with ancient patterns on it, and the low-frequency sound of the beast spirit faintly came.

It can be seen that this blue sword is undoubtedly an extraordinary spiritual weapon.

"There is no shortage of treasures, Hu."

"Boy, if you want to blame, blame yourself for not setting foot in the north!"

Ahead, Hu Xiangyang let out a low shout, and his figure brought out an afterimage, and the spirit sword in his hand had already appeared in front of Ye Fei, without any hesitation, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and then he slashed down with a sword.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

The spirit sword slashed down, as if slashing at the incomparably tough dark iron, and let out a piercing buzzing sound.

Hu Xiangyang's pupils shrank at this moment, he only felt a great pain in his right arm, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

The sword blade that broke through the air couldn't penetrate half of his palm.

"Robber...... Raid the body. ”

"Who are you? Raising the body to this level, in the Central Plains, he is by no means a nameless person. Hu Xiangyang couldn't help but be shocked at this moment, he wanted to withdraw the spirit sword at the same time, but he couldn't do it at the moment.

The seemingly ordinary palm, as if it was a ruthless iron sucker, firmly grasped his spirit sword.

"Ye, didn't you tell me?" Ye Fei smiled lightly, and then responded.

At this moment, Hu Xiangyang's eyes flashed, he had been in the northern realm for decades, the name Ye Fei was extremely unfamiliar to him, and after thinking for a while, Ren just didn't know anything.

But Hu Xiangyang's reaction was really good.

After he found that the spirit sword could not be withdrawn, he simply let go of the hilt in his palm, and his figure flashed, and he quickly retreated towards the rear.

"Robbing the realm body, if this person's spiritual power is still there, what a terrifying existence."

"Can't mess with ......"

After Hu Xiangyang retreated, the blue spirit sword at this time was obviously abandoned by him, and he saw that when he turned around, he stepped into the air.

But he had only just gotten up when there was a whistling in his ears.

"Bang, boom!" A huge force smashed on his body, almost dispersing the spiritual power in his body, and his body was smashed into the mud of the plains like a boulder falling to the ground.

This attack of pure power made this person only feel a golden star in his eyes for a while, and he was almost stunned by that strong force.

"If you run again, the next punch will kill you." In the flat mud, Hu Xiangyang came back to his senses a little at this moment, and a cold voice came from his ears, an invisible killing intent, and at the same time locked his figure.

After crawling out of the mud, Hu Xiangyang's figure no longer dared to move in all directions.

"Brother, brother, stop your anger."

"This matter, misunderstanding, is that I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I hope that Brother Ye will not remember the villain." Hu Xiangyang then hurriedly raised his hand and clenched his fists, and while speaking, he bowed respectfully to the person in front of him.

Now, it is undoubtedly the most important thing to save your life, and the unstoppable momentum of Fang Cai has long dissipated without a trace at this moment.

On the plain, Ye Fei couldn't help but laugh lightly when he heard this, and he immediately walked forward slowly.

"Ye asked you, why is your spiritual power not suppressed by this heaven and earth?" Ye Fei's gaze fell on the person in front of him, and then he didn't say much, and asked directly.

When Hu Xiangyang heard this, the expression on his face changed a little.

"This ...... If I tell me in the future, can Brother Dao let me go? ”

"I swore that I would leave the North and never do such a thing." Hu Xiangyang groaned a little, and then said in a low voice.

When Ye Fei heard this, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded slightly.

Seeing this scene, the expression on Hu Xiangyang's face was also a lot more relaxed, and he saw him step forward slowly, and then lifted the sleeves of his arm, and it was visible that on his arm, a strange Tengtu mark was depicted.

This seal resembles a black poisonous scorpion, which can be described as lifelike, as if it grew on his arm.

"Brother Dao, this is the Tengtu god of a tribe in the north, if you want not to be suppressed by this heaven and earth, you must completely integrate into the tribe at this moment and believe in the tribal gods in order to be recognized by this heaven and earth."

"In the northern realm, I am no longer a martial cultivator of the Central Plains, but a tribesman of the ancient scorpion gods."

Hu Xiangyang did not hide it, and said bluntly at this moment.

He didn't talk nonsense, if he wanted not to be suppressed, he had to be recognized by this side of the world, and the easiest way was to become a tribesman in the north, which was not incomprehensible.

"Oh, just join the tribe?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he vaguely felt that things didn't seem to be simple.

If this is the case, there should be a record on the jade slips of the Dao Method.

But in fact, on the jade slip that Ren Xingxiao gave him, it only annotated the power of the northern realm to suppress the spiritual power of martial cultivation, and as for the method of breaking through the suppression, there was no mention of it in the jade slip.

Ahead, Hu Xiangyang shook his head lightly when he heard this.

"Don't hide it from fellow Daoists, if you want to be recognized, this belief must be pious, you need to separate a wisp of divine soul power, integrate into the holy land of the tribe, and the Holy Spirit Statue can be regained after being recognized by the tribal patriarch and holding the ceremony."

"The tribes of the North, few clans are willing to recognize outsiders."

Hu Xiangyang spoke repeatedly, as for how he gained the recognition of the clan, this person did not mention much.

Similarly, Ye Fei was obviously not very interested in such recognition, and the practice of separating the divine soul was really a bit risky, and he didn't know what the gods of the northern tribe were.

This matter must not be taken lightly.

"Is there any other way?" Ye Fei thought for a moment, then asked again.

It is not advisable to believe in the gods of the tribe and integrate the power of the gods.

If this is the case, he is afraid that he will be completely reduced to a person from the north, and he will not have to return to the Central Plains in the future.

"There's nothing else you can do."

"Now, can you go?" On the plain, Hu Xiangyang asked cautiously at this moment.

Ahead, when Ye Fei heard this, his eyes fell on the person in front of him, he immediately took two steps forward, his right arm was slowly raised, and a ray of qi and blood swept through, blending into the eyebrows of the person in front of him.

Hu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly investigated, but no abnormalities were found in his body.

"Let's go." Ye Fei's voice was flat, and then he slowly spoke.

When the person in front of him heard this, he did not hesitate, and his figure brought out a streamer, and almost in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared in place.

As for the blood ray just now, Hu Xiangyang was already too lazy to pay attention to it at this time, in order to recover his spiritual power, he even dared to sacrifice his soul at will, naturally there would be no more blood, at this moment he was afraid that the terrifying young man would suddenly regret it, and he was afraid that his life would not be guaranteed.

In Hu Xiangyang's heart, being alive is more important than anything.

In the north, on the boundless plain, Ye Fei glanced at the air in front of him, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he withdrew his gaze, turned around and continued to move forward.

That Hu Xiangyang, he didn't kill him, but just left a blood force in his body.

He has just set foot in the northern realm, and he may be able to use this person in the future, Ye Fei is convinced of this.

"There must be other ways to restore spiritual power."

"Before that, I need to join a clan tribe ......"

On the plain, Ye Fei ran wildly all the way, and then kept moving forward, and at the end of his sight, mountains gradually appeared, and there were vaguely strange stone buildings, standing on the horizon.