Yan Feng's body also fell slowly, looking at Ye Yu in front of him, his brows couldn't help frowning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This Ye Yu Fang raised his hand slightly, although there was not much sensation, and the aura exuded from his body did not change, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, Holy Son Shen did not have the slightest resistance.

Person... Not to be underestimated.

Ye Yu's face was still narrowed into a crescent moon, his hand was lightly shaken, and Ye Yu, who was covered by the white spirit snake, suddenly dissipated.

Together with the white spirit snake, it turned into a white starlight and dissipated.

This strange method made Yan Feng's heart more cautious, this guy... Why the hell do you want to be by your side?!

"Brother Feng, let's continue on our way. ”

Ye Yu accepted the Holy Son Shen, turned his head to look at Yan Feng, as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile.

Yan Feng just nodded, and didn't ask too much, what this Ye Yu said before was right, even if he was in the killing realm now, if he killed the Holy Son Shen, he would inevitably be remembered by the people of the Blood God Sect, if this was the case, he would still be in trouble when he went out.

But in another way, if you are imprisoned by this witch domain young sacrifice, it will be different.

Then the two of them also rushed to the top of the mountain, but for the next journey, Yan Feng had no interest in it, and the purpose of his coming to Shengming Mountain was to solve the hidden danger of Shengzishen, now that the hidden danger has been lifted.

According to the plan, as long as he got some more points, he could wait until three days later, when the exit of the killing realm opened.

But now that you've entered the Holy Ming Mountain... He didn't mind moving on.

After all, that demon soldier, Yan Feng also wanted to see what kind of existence it was!

Looking up, on the top of Shengming Mountain, black aurora was circulating in the blood mist.

Hiking and mountaineering, even if there are such existences as Yan Feng and Ye Yu, cannot control the sky, and under the many prohibitions, it is also extremely time-consuming.

It took a whole day and a night for the two to reach the position close to the top of the mountain.

Among them, they were trapped in the One Killing Realm for half a day, and even Yan Feng and Ye Yu spent a lot of tossing to come out of that killing array.

The closer you get to the top of the mountain, the more powerful the prohibition in this Sacred Ming Mountain becomes.

At this time, it was already the second day of entering the killing realm, and Yan Feng and Ye Yu were heading towards the last mountain peak.

"Brother Feng, do you want this magic weapon?"

Ye Yu and Yan Feng walked side by side, and suddenly asked.

Yan Feng looked up at the black light on the top of the mountain, and there was not the slightest interest in his eyes.

"It seems that Brother Feng is not interested, in fact, I am not interested, to be honest, I came to this Shengming Mountain, just to see someone. ”

Ye Yu smiled and spoke, this made Yan Feng a little strange, he didn't want the Demon Soldier, it was because this thing was useless to him, and he didn't want to be a Demon Venerable disciple, and... He was originally a person from the human world, and even if he took the Demon Soldier, it would be absolutely impossible for him to become a disciple of the Demon Venerable.

And this Ye Yu is different, he is a young priest in the Wu Domain, and the Wu Domain is also one of the Six Holy Sects, he should have a pursuit of this thing, but now he tells himself that he just wants to meet someone, isn't this special to tease me.

"Who do you want to meet?"

Yan Feng listened to his nagging along the way, and his ears were calloused.

"The Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect!"

"I've seen you say many times, what kind of saint is this, so attractive to you?" This guy basically talked to himself about this saint who left the Holy Sect every once in a while, and Yan Feng said that he wanted to see it.

"Brother Feng doesn't know, what attracts me is not the appearance of this holy woman, but her origin. Ye Yu waved his hand, and a white jade staff appeared in his hand.

"As far as I can tell, this saint... Not from the Demon Realm, but from the Human Realm!"

The tone was neither light nor slow, but it was a sudden shock when it fell in Yan Feng's ears, and in his heart, Yan Feng was throbbing under strong pressure.

People who are not from the Demon Realm... It's the human world, will it be...!

No, Yan Feng thought in his heart, if it was Ye Shiyu, it would be impossible for this Ye Yu to know his identity.

"You can't talk nonsense about this, after all, it's a saintess who has left the Holy Sect, if it is a person from the human world, doesn't it mean that she has fornicated with the Holy Sect and betrayed my demon clan?"

"Oh, Brother Feng, don't be so nervous, listen to me for the time being. ”

Ye Yu seemed to have guessed Yan Feng's expression a long time ago: "The reason why I calculated it like this is because this woman is very similar to a woman in the secret history... No, it's exactly the same, and the woman in the secret history is from the human world. ”

"The Woman of the Secret History?"

Yan Feng's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What secret history, and who is that woman?"

"As for the secret history, I don't know very well, about this matter, it seems that it has been deliberately erased, it was a thousand years ago, but I occasionally read it in a collection of books in the Witch Domain. ”

"A thousand years ago?"

It was a thousand years ago, Yan Feng was no stranger to this word, his last life was a thousand years ago, so far... Many things are related to thousands of years ago.

"That's right, a thousand years ago, when the two worlds of immortals and demons were in a big war, ah, I remembered, that woman should have something to do with the Demon Venerable. Ye Yu rubbed his temples: "In addition to the Demon Venerable, it seems that he has something to do with a strong man in the human world, that person is called, what is it called." ”

Yan Feng was even more suspicious when he heard this, what the hell is going on... Could it be that the strong man in the human realm that Ye Yu said in his mouth was his own hundred miles of wind in his previous life?! After all, according to what Fang Mu told him, a thousand years ago, there was a peerless powerhouse who entered the demon realm alone...!

Ye Yu knocked his head: "Hey, forget it, I can't remember." ”

"Come on, Brother Feng, I'll show you the back of the saint first, I've only seen this woman once, and I only had time to imprint this back at that time. “

Saying that, the white jade staff moved forward a little, and in an instant, there was an additional illusion back in front of the two of them.

The purple dress is beautiful, and the three thousand green silk are sprinkled on the back of the head like a waterfall.

The moment he saw this back, Yan Feng's body was suddenly stunned... This back was exactly the same as the one he had seen on the big boat in the Falling Lake before, and it was the same as that time, giving Yan Feng a familiar and unfamiliar feeling!

It's just that now, this back is clearer, and the moment I saw this figure, I automatically overlapped it with Ye Shiyu in my heart.

If it weren't for the fact that the temperament of this back was too different from Ye Shiyu, Yan Feng would really think that this saint was Ye Shiyu.

"What's her name. ”

Yan Feng looked at this back and said with a star.

Ye Yu waved the jade staff, and this phantom disappeared: "You said this holy woman?"

"Her name is no tears, isn't it strange that Brother Feng is? At first, I was also surprised by this name, could it be that I cried all the tears and dried up my tears, so there were no tears? Anyway, it is rumored that this holy woman is indifferent and ruthless, and it is strange that such a woman can cry. ”

No tears...

Yan Feng couldn't help muttering to himself in his heart, hearing Ye Yu say this, he wanted to take a look at the holy woman who had left the Holy Sect in his heart.

The top of Shengming Mountain, black mist is swirling, in the center is a black solitary peak, the peak is in the shape of a sharp cone, towering to the sky, there is no vegetation on it, this lonely peak, it is three thousand zhang high, and within a radius of ten miles of the lonely peak, it is a silent rocky land.

At this moment, ten miles away near the top of Shengming Mountain, a woman slowly walked out of the mountain forest, stood on the edge of this rocky field, and looked up at the top of the mountain.

Three thousand green silks, under the mountain wind, poured down.

Exactly, the saint has no tears!