According to Ye Feng, once he has mastered the Ten Thousand Souls Coffin, he will become one with this illusion, and no attack will be able to hurt him, but Ye Feng's strength is at most a junior Xuanshi, and it is simply different from him, a Xuanshi.

As long as he works with the corpse cat, maybe there will be a chance to attack his life!

After a few seconds of deliberation, Mo Yun had already controlled the corpse cat again, and he was ready to rush towards Ye Feng with the power of the Xuan Master.

But as soon as the dark green light bloomed out, suddenly a door-like bone knife came from the sky, and the snowy sword slashed directly in front of Mo Yun with a bang.

Bang Bang Bang!

Before Mo Yun could gain momentum, he was shocked by the power that burst out of the bone knife and took more than a dozen steps back.

And the skeleton holding the bone knife is the skeleton general who once guarded the coffin of ten thousand souls in that hall!

"Leaf ...... Kaede, what are you...... What are you doing?" Mo Yun's face became flustered, and his voice was so dry that he couldn't say a complete sentence.

But Ye Feng didn't say a word, and continued to think about it.

Knock knock!

Loud noises shook one after another from outside the side hall.

One after another, the skeleton generals, as if they had received orders, strode into the hall and stood in front of Mo Yun.

Twelve skeleton generals surrounded him, as if someone had moved twelve towering mountains and smashed them around Mo Yun!

And this person is Ye Feng!

The combat power of a skeleton general is already equivalent to the realm of a Xuanshi, not to mention that there are twelve in front of him.

Mo Yun's knees weakened, and he sat down on the floor of the black rock, his cheeks trembling unconsciously and his eyes glazed, as if he had completely fallen into despair.

"You...... You can't kill me!My father is the Guardian Elder of the Imperial Spirit Sect!If he knew...... I'm going to fight you to the death!" he struggled as hard as he could, as if he were looking for life in a sea of fire.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, didn't bother to pay attention to any of his words at all, and snapped his fingers directly.

Syllable!

A crisp voice echoed in the side hall.

The twelve skeleton generals received the signal again, and a long knife slashed towards Mo Yun.

Under the siege of the twelve masters of the Xuanshi combat power, even if Mo Yun burst out with the ultimate combat power of the origin, he was like an ant trapped in the abyssal sea of fire.

Death is the only end.

It's just that this end is extremely tragic!

"Ah!!h

A terrible wail seemed to come from the depths of hell.

Seeing that Mo Yun's legs were cut off, Bai Sensen's leg bones were shattered as if they had been trampled, and the flesh and blood flowed on the ground, exuding an extremely disgusting fishy smell.

Under the chaotic knife, Mo Yun, who had no power to fight back, was chopped off little by little, and his flesh and bones were like fragile glass, which could be easily smashed with a single knife.

Oh!!

The huge pain made Mo Yun's screams vague, and the flesh and blood all over the ground were like a mire shattered by a torrential rain, thin and rotten.

As for the corpse cat, it had already turned into a pile of rotten meat under the random knife, and even if it was a dead thing, it would be lifeless!

"Leaf ...... Kaede me, go to hell...... Nor will it ...... Spare ......"

Before Mo Yun's words were finished, his head had been cut to pieces, and his life was cut off.

From beginning to end, Ye Feng had been looking at him indifferently, watching this demon turn into blood and mud, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

Mo Yun, damn it!

Whether it is today or not, whether it is in this Ten Thousand Souls Coffin or not, he will definitely give himself and Ah Cai a satisfactory explanation.

Merely......

Everything he got today far exceeded Ye Feng's expectations.

It can even be said that this is a huge surprise that he never dared to imagine!

Ten Thousand Soul Coffin, an army of skeletons, twelve skeleton generals with Xuanshi-level combat power......

His strength seems to surpass the entire Qin and Tang Empire!

Just thinking about this makes me feel refreshed!

The results of the battle of the Ten Thousand Souls Coffin were passed on the night when everyone returned to the camp, and there were many casualties in the respective camps of the three sects and five countries, among which the greatest loss was the Imperial Spirit Sect.

The four major Dharma Protector Elders under the Sect Master of the Imperial Spirit Sect, with Mo Yun's father Mo Lianwen as the leader, have a transcendent status in the sect, and their strength is second only to the sect master.

As soon as the news of Mo Yun's disappearance reached back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, Mo Lianwen was furious, and his manic roar could be heard echoing throughout the valley, and thousands of disciples in the sect almost held their hearts to their throats for a night.

In fact, no one could be found in Longling, Mo Yun was alive or dead, and everyone knew whether he was alive or dead, and reported that he was missing, but because he couldn't see his body dead, he couldn't give Mo Lian an explanation.

Of course, more importantly, if he really reported that he was dead, Mo Lianwen would inevitably track down the murderer, and Elder Fang and the others didn't even have any clues, so naturally they wouldn't ask for trouble.

As for the other sects and empires, they are more concerned about the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Souls Coffin, who obtained it, and it has become a clueless mystery.

All in all, this time the battle for the treasure was not satisfactory, and it could even be said to be a dismal ending, but fortunately, the impact on the arsenal side was not too great, and the students participated in a practical experience, and on the second day, they followed their respective teachings and returned to the arsenal, and returned to their normal cultivation life.

Ye Feng still returned to the eighteenth small courtyard of the dormitory area of the junior disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect, this courtyard was still lived by him alone, and it seemed that nothing had changed, but faintly everything had actually changed dramatically.

Without Mo Yun's deliberate suppression, Ye Feng could be said to have seen the light of day, not only was the development of the arsenal no longer restricted, coupled with Elder Fang's intentional support, he was once again valued by those cultivators, and he became the number one popular Tianjiao in the Imperial Spirit Sect, and Fu Shengxue, the genius of the True Martial Sect's Soul Dao, Leng Mo and Wei Kang, were called the strongest new stars in the new arsenal, and they were the most dazzling existence wherever they went.

These fame, fortune and aura are not the most important thing for Ye Feng himself, the biggest gain of his trip, in addition to the Ten Thousand Soul Coffin and those skeleton legions, as well as the income brought by those hundreds of dart contracts.

After going back, Ye Feng took a careful inventory, this time the small treasury had harvested a total of nearly 10,000 yuan treasure, and he was so happy that he didn't want it, so he quickly struck while the iron was hot and used half of the ingots to buy two pieces of Heavenly Destiny Dart Master Order first.

In order to open two top-notch dart masters, Ye Feng specially picked a good day and auspicious time, and only then did he open the token by burning incense and cleaning his hands.

When the familiar white light dissipated, the two figures that appeared in the system interface were......

Xie Qi, Bi Zheng?!

Ye Feng still has some understanding of the strength and progress of these two people, and he can be regarded as the one among the young powerhouses on the Tianfeng Continent, plus the assistance of the Xuan Beast that he gave them, there should be no problem with the combat power.

These two pieces of dart master order are very much in line with Ye Feng's heart, although they can't move the darts immediately, but as long as they reach that time, I believe that the income they bring must be very high.

As the saying goes, high investment, high return, it's worth it!

Ye Feng didn't save the other ingots, he directly bought three permanent summoning orders, and then took a leave with the Imperial Spirit Science Sect, and went headlong into the Dragon Ridge.

For about half a month, the masters who passed through the Dragon Ridge could always hear roars and wails coming from the depths of the mountain, as if those former kings of the mountain were taking turns to fight an extremely perverted battle, and they were beaten very badly, very miserably......

Half a month later, Ye Feng returned to the arsenal again, went directly to the branch of the Imperial Spirit Division, and handed over the three Poke Balls containing the Mysterious Beast to Whitethroat and Zhen Jiaoxi.

Prior to this, Elder Fang had already instructed them to allow Ye Feng to exchange the Mysterious Beast for the resources in the Imperial Spirit Sect, so Whitethroat and Zhen Jiaoxi were very happy to receive him.

After checking the level and innate soul power of the Mysterious Beast, White Throat immediately sent the news back to the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and within a few days, all the resources that Ye Feng wanted were transported over, which can be called god speed.

To be able to get so much attention, in addition to the fact that the grade of the mysterious beast is indeed scarce in the Imperial Spirit Sect, of course, there is also Ye Feng, a walking mysterious beast trap, if he can join the Imperial Spirit Sect, I am afraid that it will not be long before he can become an elite disciple and become a hot Tianjiao in the sect.

Elder Fang, Diphtheria and the others, who understood this, naturally didn't dare to despise this golden young man anymore.

As for Ye Feng, he didn't care about what the Imperial Spirit Sect thought of him at all now, his mind was all on the Black Demon Knife that he had been looking forward to for a long time.

After integrating the resources exchanged back, Ye Feng was only short of the three most critical spiritual materials, and he could complete the evolution of the magic knife, and the great work was about to be completed.

At that time, Ye Feng's combat power, combined with the Black Demon Sword, would have the power to fight with high-level Xuanshi, which would definitely be a qualitative improvement!

After returning from the dragon collar and sending out those three permanent summoning orders, Ye Feng's ingots were already running out, and he returned to his normal cultivation state.

During this period, Elder Fang specially arranged for a proud disciple to rush to the arsenal in person to teach Ye Feng alone, on the surface, it was to make up for Ye Feng's loss of a year of cold bench, but in fact, in the eyes of the entire arsenal, it was more like an expression of valuing him.

Seeing this, the disciples in the arsenal regarded Ye Feng as an idol even more, no matter where they went, there were people talking about Ye Feng's name, but there was no such word as Bilian, and the female students often dressed up in fancy clothes, appearing in front of the eighteenth courtyard for various reasons, just to have a chance encounter like a spring breeze.

A former public enemy of the arsenal has turned into the most shining star, loved by everyone, and the flowers bloom, which can be regarded as a strange news in the Longling arsenal for hundreds of years.

Ye Feng has always been very indifferent, and he has not politely shirked the preferential treatment of the Imperial Spirit Sect, but for those who are stammering and showing goodwill openly and secretly, he has dealt with them with a cold attitude.

More time, Ye Feng still cultivates the Six Reincarnation Slashes and the Nine Turns of Shenpeng in his own room, if he gets tired of playing in the system illusion realm, he will go to the Ten Thousand Souls Coffin to kill the skeletons and brush up on the experience points, and change the way to fill all the time.

In just two months of hard work, his experience has reached level 42, and he is about to break through the realm of middle-level Xuanshi.

At this time, the Longling Arsenal also ushered in the big day of the annual graduation assessment.

The students of the three major departments are in full swing preparing for the battle, and almost all of them are in a state of being closed, but once they get together, the most discussed thing is whether Wang Yefeng can pass the assessment and directly become an elite disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

Three days before the graduation assessment, Elder Fang of the Imperial Spirit Sect suddenly appeared in the arsenal.

Subsequently, Ye Feng was taken to the branch of the First Department of Imperial Spirits to drink tea.

Later, the gossip spread.

"Have you heard? Elder Fang came with a letter from the Great Protector of the Imperial Spirit Sect this time, stating that he would let Ye Feng join the Imperial Spirit Sect without taking the test!"

"it! Won't it! Exempt from the exam?! The first place in the first few sessions of the arsenal doesn't have this treatment!"

"That's right, Ye Feng simply changed his name to the Exemption King, forget it, we can't catch up with him if we break our legs for Mao!"

"Hey, I'm still looking forward to Ye Feng's demeanor in the graduation assessment, it seems that I don't have this blessing!"

All kinds of wails of envy and jealousy once again shrouded the sky above the arsenal, but unlike the freshman entrance test, this time all the students had no objections!

However, a change that no one expected was reported that afternoon, and it almost shattered the jaw and eyeballs.

Ye Feng ...... Abandoned the exam!!

What the heck?!

Really?!

The entire arsenal was down to a hundred students, up to all levels of teaching, and all of them were shocked.

How is it possible? There is a chance to be exempted from the exam, but he still gives up the exam? Ye Feng is afraid that his brain is pumping, right?

No one knew what Elder Fang and Ye Feng had drunk in this cup of tea, but when Elder Fang left, very accurate news had already circulated.

Ye Feng gave up joining the sect, chose to leave the arsenal, and returned to Qin and Tang the next day!

What a pity......

Sigh, endlessly.

Even the teachers of the other two subjects have to feel extremely sorry for this Tianjiao.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Ye Feng packed his luggage and walked out of the eighteenth courtyard.

Outside the door, Ah Cai and Ah Mao, as well as Ji Fanxing, Bi Zheng, Xie Qi, Yu Chi Tiande and Leng Mo, stood in a row, their expressions more complicated than the other.

Ye Feng glanced away, shook his head with some tears and laughter, and said, "Let's go, talk as you go." ”

The crowd walked towards the outside of the arsenal together.

On the way, the big man Xie Qi couldn't help but ask, "Brother Ye, what did those old men of the Imperial Spirit Sect tell you? Why didn't you even participate in the graduation assessment?"

The others were silent, but their ears stood up.

It's not just curiosity, but also worry about Ye Feng.

But......

Ye Feng smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "I promised Elder Fang that the content of the conversation would not be passed on. ”

Although he said so, he sighed heavily in his heart.

After a year of crazy cultivation, I am afraid that the students will not imagine that the final assessment elimination rate will be so terrifying, and even if they pass the assessment, they will have to go through a process that is fundamentally spiritual purification.

The first premise of joining the three sects is to let the students give up their feelings for their original home and country, cut off all the original emotional ties, and become loyal disciples of the sect.

At the last step, only by swearing allegiance to the sect to which he is devoted can he have the opportunity to become a core disciple of the sect.

All of this was what Elder Fang told Ye Feng.

But this is a secret hidden by the three major sects, and if you don't become an elite disciple or above, you can't divulge half a word.

After Ye Feng refused to join the Imperial Spirit Sect, he also made a demonic oath in front of Elder Fang and the others.

So, he can't say, he can't say.

As for giving up his family and country and swearing allegiance to the sect, Ye Feng naturally couldn't agree.

Now looking at these companions who came to see them off, I don't know how many of them will give up their homeland for the sake of the sect's cultivation avenue after the two-day assessment.

The trade-off between this is not right or wrong, but only in people's hearts.

Without saying a word, the group passed through the barrier and came to the outside of the valley where they had entered the arsenal.

Ye Feng glanced at everyone seriously, waved goodbye: "Okay, don't send it, go back and prepare for the assessment." ”

"Brother Ye...... You have to take care, I'm going to miss you......" Derpy Bi Zheng already looked like he was about to cry.

The others were not so exaggerated, but there was a faint sadness in their eyes.

Ah Cai, who was standing at the front of the crowd, had tears in her eyes.

She has been recuperating from her injuries these days, and she originally planned to witness Ye Feng's progress during the graduation assessment, but she didn't expect to receive the news that he was going back to Qin Tang.

The feelings in my heart are like a thousand entanglements and cannot be spoken.

Ah Mao and his sister have been dependent on each other for more than ten years, and he knows his sister's intentions the most, so he deliberately took two steps forward, pretending to be relaxed and asked, "Brother Ye, when will you go back to Longling to see me and my sister?"

Ye Feng glanced at Ah Cai intentionally, and said with a light smile: "We will meet again soon." ”

Sending you a thousand miles, you must say goodbye in the end.

Everyone stopped at the entrance of the valley and watched Ye Feng embark on the road back to Qin Tang alone.

In the future, the sect will no longer have the name Ye Feng.

But once this teenager left a legend here that cannot be surpassed.

......

Just as Ye Feng was on his way back to Qin Tang, the news that he was eliminated by the Longling Arsenal and did not participate in the graduation assessment had already been transmitted back to Qin Tang's capital in advance.

The Quartet shook.

From the government and the opposition to the major camps, they were all surprised by this result.

But no one knows the truth, and even Ye Feng's achievements and deeds in the arsenal have not been leaked much, so many people think that Ye Feng's strength is too poor, and he was judged to be unqualified and brushed out, and he is not even qualified to participate in the graduation assessment.

The Inner City Palace, a glittering palace with luxurious furnishings.

The eldest prince Li Yuanchao sat on the upper seat, strong and strong, steady as Mount Tai, on his right side of the first place, wearing a dark purple official uniform was Yu Chixiong, who had just come down from the court.

The two have been talking for a little while, and all the content they talk about is only related to one person - Ye Feng.

Li Yuanchao lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and his deep voice sounded in the hall again: "According to what General Wei Chi said, that Ye Feng's strength should be very strong, why was he eliminated by the arsenal at this time?"

A complicated look flashed on Yu Chixiong's face, as if he had a vague guess, but he was silent.

More than ten years ago, he was also the best choice of the arsenal, so he naturally knew the content of the last assessment of the arsenal.

But at that time, he resolutely gave up the opportunity to cultivate the avenue, and chose to return to serve Qin Tang and do his best for his family and country.

Ye Feng ......

I guess I made the same choice.

After pondering for a few seconds, Wei Chixiong continued: "Even if he is eliminated, Ye Feng is also a rare talent, worthy of being recruited by His Royal Highness the Great Prince for his own use. ”

Li Yuanchao smiled coldly, and said with a faint disdain in his tone: "It's just a mystery, General Wei Chi is inevitably a little serious." ”

After speaking, he seemed to remember something and asked, "Mo Yun still hasn't any news?"

Although Mo Yun is not a member of the Great Prince's camp, just a cooperative relationship, it can be regarded as a very useful chess piece in the hands of Li Yuanchao, and now that he is missing, it is tantamount to a major loss for the Great Prince.

Yu Chixiong sighed, shook his head and said: "No, it is said that Mo Lianwen has mobilized half of his disciples to go to Longling to search, but he has never seen anyone alive or dead, as if he has evaporated in this world." ”

Li Yuanchao's face was slightly cold.

Evaporate?

How can a big living person disappear out of thin air!

Mo Yun's disappearance must have something to do with the person who captured the Ten Thousand Souls Coffin!

It's just that with his identity, it's inconvenient to interfere too much, so he can only wait for news from the Imperial Spirit Sect.

After a moment of silence, Li Yuanchao stood up, looked at Wei Chixiong and said: "You make arrangements, when Ye Feng returns to the capital, I will contact him and find out his mind, if he is willing to submit to me, it will be better, if not......"

He snorted coldly, and a ruthless intent flashed in his eyes: "Then let the entire Ye family disappear!"

......

Ye Feng finally returned to the Qin and Tang Dynasty capitals.

Ye Tiannan and Ye Zhiyang, who rushed to receive the news, waited early in their mansion in the capital.

After Ye Feng came back, he immediately followed the instructions of the third prince and passed the news to his other garden.

Not long after, the third prince Li Yuanmin took several of his subordinates to visit in person.

Luncheon.

According to the habits of the Ye family, it is natural to give Ye Feng the wind and wash the dust.

Li Yuanmin has a noble status and occupies the upper seat, accompanied by Ye Feng and Ye Tiannan, and there are several other representatives of the capital's magnates sitting at the main table.

After a few rounds of wine, the guests and hosts were happy, and everyone chatted about the changes in the Qin and Tang Empires in the past year, as well as the prospects for the future.

Whether it was the Ye family or the three princes, they seemed to be deliberately avoiding the topic of Ye Feng's presence in the Longling Arsenal, especially his elimination.

But the magnates brought by the third prince were more or less disappointed in their eyes when they looked at Ye Feng.

He used to be one of the young powerhouses in the camp of the Three Princes, but now he was eliminated because of his lack of strength, and he didn't even participate in the assessment, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to have greater development in the future.

Although Ye Feng saw it, he didn't care about their thoughts, and politely pushed the cup to change the lamp, but he didn't deliberately cater to and please those people.

With his real strength now, it is comparable to Qin Tang, so why bother with these people and things.

In the afternoon, after the reception banquet was over, Ye Feng sent the three princes and others away, and then took Ye Zhiyang out alone and walked to Qintangfang City to hang out.

Along the way, there are antiques, fabrics, and all kinds of ornaments, rouge and gouache, which fill both ends of the street, and the shouts are endless.

Ye Zhiyang grew up in Songlin County, and has never seen such a lively market, which naturally arouses the girl's heart, and she walks around to see it, full of freshness.

The two of them were dressed very ordinarily, and their actions were very low-key, and no one found that walking in front of their stall, casually picking up a rattle and putting it down, was the famous Tianjiao Ye Feng in the capital. Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!