With such a origin, it would be very easy for the Wu Clan to be able to reproduce in the most treacherous depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains. [To read the latest chapter of this book, please search for 800] ()

This pinnacle dragon also demarcated an area for the Wu Clan, where the Demon Beast Clan, even ordinary beasts, were not allowed to enter.

Although millions of years have passed, the former king has finally ascended to the upper realm, but the rules it has set have not been broken, and it has been passed down from generation to generation. This is also the reason why Ye Feng has been in this way for many days, and he has not even seen a single demon beast.

From the memories of the Wu clan, as long as they flew hundreds of miles in this direction, they would be out of the living range that the Heavenly Stage Divine Jiao had demarcated for them in the past.

Although Han Bing has never been there, according to the elders of the clan, there are monsters everywhere, and it is extremely terrifying, not to mention that he is a small Nirvana stage witch clan, even if it is a great elder in the feather stage, or even a first-line heavenly stage, he does not dare to enter there lightly. When he got this information, Ye Feng couldn't help but feel depressed, he was actually teleported to this ghost place, so how could he go back?

You can't just stay here to cultivate, although there are no demon beasts within a radius of tens of thousands of miles, but the Wu clan and the monks are feuding, if they accidentally find out...... You have to go, but the question is, how to get out safely.

With Ye Feng's current strength, he still has the strength to fight against the ninth-order demon beasts, and if there are too many of them, he can only escape for his life. If you encounter a powerful demon beast in the Heavenly Stage.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng trembled, afraid that he would have to explain here. However, Ye Feng learned from Han Bing's memory that among the 100,000 Great Mountains, there was a path that was safe, and it could avoid the demon beasts and lead all the way to the outside.

When he first discovered this, Ye Feng couldn't help but be happy, but he was quickly replaced by trouble, Han Bing only knew that there was this road, but how to go was not clear. Not only him, but even the elders of his clan may not know. If the people who know about this passage are only the patriarchs of the clan and the great elders, who are in real power.

Unlike cultivators, the Wu clan has always been scattered and scattered in tribes, and even after fleeing to the 100,000 Great Mountains, this custom has not changed.

At the beginning, the territory given to them by the Jiaolong was large enough, with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the number of remnants of the Wu Clan was not much, enough for them to multiply.

And Han Bing is a Wu clan of a small tribe, this small tribe only has a few thousand people, but the Wu clan has more than a dozen people, and even the elder of the tribe is still a cultivator in the early stage of feathering.

Ye Feng is well-read, and his knowledge is far richer than that of his peers, and he has already learned from ancient books that the mortals of the Wu clan have a much greater cultivation talent than cultivators, but in a small tribe of less than 10,000 people, there are more than a dozen Wu clans, which is really a bit outrageous.

It seems that something must have happened to the Wu clan in the past million years.

However, this has nothing to do with Ye Feng, the only thing he cares about is the map that records the path.

It's a pity that it's kept by the Great Elder of the Tribal Alliance.

And in Han Bing's heart, the status of the Great Elder was extremely sacred, because he was the only one among the 100,000 Great Mountains who had a first-line Heaven Stage.

A cultivator of the first-line heavenly stage, Ye Feng did not show a trace of a bitter smile on his face, he actually wanted to plot what he had in his hands, the danger and difficulty could be imagined.

However, Ye Feng had no other choice now, after all, if he didn't go, if he wanted to leave here, it would be extremely difficult. It's better to find a way to get this path, which is the right way.

After thinking for a while, Ye Feng finally made a decision.

With his left hand, there was already a black storage bag in his palm, and his mind probed into it, and the next moment, he saw a pitch-black jade slip appear in Ye Feng's hand.

Sinking the Divine Consciousness into it, as expected, there was a map inside.

It's like what he got on the 100,000 Great Mountain, the remains of the Wu clan, which marked the location where the Wu clan lived.

Fortunately, he didn't destroy this storage bag at that time, Ye Feng thought with some luck.

Remembering the map in his mind, Ye Feng's body turned into a green rainbow and flew out.

He had already made up his mind to pretend to be the destroyed witch clan and go back to the tribe to take a look, and if he had the chance, steal the map of the path from the Great Elder.

Of course, if the risk is too great, Ye Feng will not make a move, and then find another way.

Two days later, Ye Feng finally came to the tribe of the Wu Clan.

Ye Feng ran a spell to change his own ease, and then, changed into a cold appearance, and then put on the other party's clothes, at this time, Ye Feng escaped from a witch clan. Then, Ye Feng turned into a streamer and walked towards the Wu Clan.

Along the way, there were constantly mortals of the Wu clan saluting like him, seeing this situation, Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised, the place where he used to cultivate, whether it was the righteous path or the demon path, although many mortals with status had more or less heard of the cultivator's existence, but even if there were, it was difficult to have the opportunity to see it.

But in the Wu Clan, it is clear that the Wu Clan and the mortals live together. This made Ye Feng's heart feel surprised.

I just don't know, this is passed down from ancient times, or there is this custom, or after experiencing a great change, they have to do this, after all, this is a hundred thousand mountains, and it is an undiscovered area, and there is still danger, even if it is because the beast king is in charge. The monsters are afraid to enter, but there will be some other dangers.

And the rest of the population of the Wu clan is not much, even if it is an ordinary mortal, it is very precious, so the Wu clan lives with them, I am afraid that there is also a meaning to take care of it.

Of course, Ye Feng didn't know how it was, and the above was just his guess.

Ye Feng, who couldn't figure it out, stopped thinking, anyway, if he contacted it, he would naturally know.

Because the witch clan is very mobile, they all make tents out of monster skins. In doing so, it is convenient to move and hunt demon beasts.

In the situation in the tribe, Ye Feng just swept it away with his divine sense, and did not pay much attention to it, but according to the memory of the cold ice, it flew over like a lonely chaotic rebirth king's landing/23488/ peak a few miles away on the left.

Strange to say, that lonely peak was not far from the place where mortals gathered, but the cultivation was much more abundant, and it was the cave mansion of more than a dozen witch clans of the tribe, including Han Bing.

For cultivators, cultivation is more and more likely.

Around the tribe, there are four mountains, of which the east is the most large.

All four mountains are kilometers high.

The higher you go, the more aura there is.

The top layer, which is also the place with the most sufficient cultivation, is assigned to the elder of the tribe, a Wu clan in the feathering stage to live.

And apart from him, the strongest in this small tribe were several Nirvana Stage cultivators represented by Han Bing, who were located all around.

As for the top of the mountain, there is the cave house of hundreds of witches from the Secret Treasure Period.

Due to the use of soul searching, Ye Feng came to the cold cave house with familiarity.

There's a little layer of prohibition on the outside.

However, this naturally did not make it difficult for Ye Feng, took out a black token from the storage bag, raised his hand, and a yellow light flew in, and then the scene in front of him fluctuated like water ripples, and a burst of mist surged, revealing the cave in front of him.

Ye Feng strode in.

The furnishings inside are very simple, some stone tables and chairs, it seems that the Wu clan is the same as the monks, living a pure heart and few desires, and only in this way can they continue to hone their mental perseverance.

Ye Feng walked around the cave and didn't find anything, it's not strange to think about it, the other party's cultivation is only in the middle of Nirvana, how can there be something that Ye Feng can see.

After inspecting the cave mansion, Ye Feng rearranged a few formations outside, the original prohibition was too weak, if nothing else, he was afraid that he would have to live here for a while, so he naturally had to ensure the safety of the cave mansion.

After doing this, Ye Feng came to the other party's living room and fell asleep on the bed.

It's not that Ye Feng doesn't want to leave as soon as possible, but that the map is in the hands of the Great Elder of the Tribal Alliance, and he wants to plot the things of the Heavenly Witch Clan, how can he be in a hurry, of course, he can only figure out the situation first, and then slowly find a way.

This matter is in a hurry, and Ye Feng is also very tired these days, so he will have a good night's sleep first.

When he got up the next day, he was refreshed, whether it was his body or his mana, he had recovered to his peak state, and then Ye Feng came to the practice room in the cave mansion, and patted it on the spirit ghost bag, the black mist was filled, and an iron-armored ancient demon refining corpse loomed inside.

Last time, the time was limited, and the demon corpses that Ye Feng got in the Evil Cultivation Cave Mansion were only a quarter of them, and now they still have more than twenty in their hands, so they naturally have to be sacrificed one by one.

These demon corpses are extraordinary, the realm is between the late stage of Nirvana and the Great Perfection, and the hardness of the body can be compared with the low-level spiritual weapons, plus they are not afraid of death, and they are absolutely brilliant against the monks and witches of the same level, and they are victorious and undefeated.

And the number of more than thirty heads, as long as it is properly manipulated, even if the master of the feathering period comes, I am afraid that it is not impossible to retreat, or even flee from the wind.

Such a good helper can increase his strength by a lot without much effort, and Ye Feng will naturally not miss this kind of good thing.

The ancient demon refining corpse that was originally a finished product only needed a ceremony to recognize the master, and Ye Feng had done it once, so he was naturally familiar with it.

Within a few days, these ancient demon refining corpses all recognized their masters one by one.

Then Ye Feng took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out two blood-red elixirs, and after taking them, he began to meditate.

Ye Feng actually cultivated in this witch clan.

Anyway, he won't be able to go back for a while, so Ye Feng naturally won't waste time.

Practice hard!

Soon, the medicinal power dissolved, and a fiery feeling rose in the dantian, and Ye Feng mobilized his spiritual power and began to make a big Zhou Tian cycle......

Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye, ten days later.

When Ye Feng opened his eyes again, he sighed faintly, compared with before the meditation, the mana had increased a little bit, but it was so small that it was almost negligible.

Speaking of which, I have indeed done a lot of things recently, but my cultivation has not slackened, and I am still working hard as always, but the effect is too obvious.

After entering the feathering stage, the more resources are needed, and without the supply of pills, Ye Feng's cultivation speed naturally slows down. However, although Ye Feng was not discouraged, he also knew that unless a solution was found, let alone a line of Heavenly Dao, it was still an unknown question whether he could advance to the middle stage of feathering.

So Ye Feng meditated and waited, although he wanted to get the map, but some things didn't have to be done by himself, as long as he had patience and opportunity, he might find it himself.

What's more, Ye Feng still has an idea, now, the powerful ghosts in the Netherworld Ghost Valley have set off a big war, and the situation in the cultivation world is only afraid that it is even more dangerous than when the Righteous Demon War was fought at the beginning.

It is sooner or later that Shura City is breached, and the Yin Soul army may have already slaughtered into the depths of the cultivation world, and in the face of alien invasion, no matter how transcendent the status of Zao Forget Peak is, it is impossible to sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai.

With his own identity, if he goes back, he may be seriously injured, and at that time, let alone cultivation, I am afraid that he will face danger.

In other words, going back now is never the best option.

It's better to cultivate here for a while, and when the situation stabilizes a little, it will be a lot less troublesome.

Of course, Ye Feng didn't have the idea of simply cultivating here, after all, in the depths of this 100,000 mountains, it was a place where there was no quarrel with the world.

However, as soon as this idea came out, Ye Feng rejected it, for no other reason, he pretended to be cold ice here, and there would be no problem in a short time, but after a long time, those witch clans are not idiots...... There will always be people who will see that they are not moving, let alone themselves at that time, even if the Heavenly Slayer Demon Venerable comes to this place, it is still a question whether he can escape from the siege of the Wu Clan.

Half a month later.

Three black rays of light flew out from the mountainside of the lonely peak, circled for a moment, and shot away like the top of the mountain.

The mountain is not high, but the summit is shrouded in mist.

But if you look closely, the cloud is a little strange, with a hint of gold in the darkness.

To put it simply, it is a kind of ban, to be precise, it is poison.

Among the cultivators in the cultivation world, the most powerful poison expert is the Five Poison Boys, but it is only in the early stage of featherement, and most of them are inferior to the same level of cultivators.

However, as far as Ye Feng knew, it was not the garbage that could be practiced at the same time, it was just that the monks were not good at it, millions of years ago, there were many poison masters in the Wu clan of the Wu Clan, and there were even old monsters in the first line of heaven.

The three black mangs came to the top of the peak, circled for a while, and then fell.

An old man who is over the age of old, with gray hair, a little hunched back, and a black cloth wrapped around his head.

The second is a strong man in his prime, with a dignified appearance, but strangely, he has no nose, to be precise, he has been cut off, leaving a long scar that looks terrifying.

The third person is the youngest, only about thirty, with an ordinary appearance, and belongs to the kind that is forgotten when thrown into the pile.

Han Bing, the most promising Wu clan in this small tribe, but now, he has been replaced by Ye Feng and inherited his memory, Ye Feng naturally recognizes the two people in front of him.

The old man's name is Mo He, he is already one hundred and eighty years old this year, and although he is the cultivator in the late stage of Nirvana, although his cultivation is the highest, he has reached the end of his life, and it is impossible for him to have any hope in this life.

The strong man is younger, but he is also more than 100 years old, and the success of Nirvana has not been long in coming, and his qualifications are just average.

Not to mention those low-level witch clans, among the three, Han Bing is naturally the most promising, and he is deeply respected by the elders.

Although the caves are on the same mountain, they all practice separately on weekdays, and they rarely see each other, nodding to each other, and they can be regarded as having said hello.

Ye Feng naturally didn't say much, otherwise wouldn't it be self-defeating to expose his flaws?

The old man's expression was faint, he took out a transmission note from his arms, whispered a few words, blew a breath, and suddenly turned into a flash of fire and flew into the cave.

After a while, the clouds in front of me suddenly and violently surged, accompanied by a low roar, as if the two sides were separated, revealing a passage.

The three of them glanced at each other, and then the old man was the first, Ye Feng was second, and the strong man was last, and the fish flew in.

This is a cave house similar to the place where the ice is cultivated, but the area is much larger, in addition to the practice room, living room, there is also a small medicine garden, spirit beast room, library pavilion...... Although they are both cultivators, I have to say that the Wu clan is more complicated than the monks, of course, it doesn't mean that this is a good thing, what are the pros and cons, there are still two to say.

After the three of them entered the cave, they landed in a huge stone room.

The stone chamber is circular, the area is very wide, there are seven or eight zhang high alone, and the cultivation is sufficient, and on the surrounding mountain walls, there are many traces of knife carving and axe, which are obviously opened up by people with great mana.

In the center of the stone chamber, there is a small circular piece, sinking downward, and an old man with a strange face meditates underneath.

Although his face was also covered with wrinkles, he was obviously younger than Namo River, but his actual age was more than twice as large, and this person was a witch clan in the feathering stage.

"Elder. The three of them crossed their hands in front of their chests and bowed together.

"Hmm. The old man slowly opened his eyes: "It's all here, this time I summoned you to discuss the matter of the Witchcraft Conference." ”

"Witchcraft Conference?" Ye Feng's brows furrowed slightly, he had no impression, and in his cold memory, there was no such thing at all.

However, Ye Feng looked at the others out of the corner of his eye, and the other two showed a look of surprise and joy, obviously this witchcraft conference, they were clear in their hearts.

It doesn't make sense, only Han Bing doesn't know, thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly, it seems that there was still a problem when he used the Soul Searching Dafa at that time.

Although he also got a lot of useful information, he had a small amount of memory loss, as if he had been blocked by some secret method.

A small Nirvana period witch clan has such a skill, which really surprised Ye Feng, this witchcraft conference, just from the name, you can hear its extraordinary, Ye Feng suddenly paid attention.

"Elder, is the refining going to be held now, isn't there still seven years before the holy fruit will ripen, how can it be so advanced?" Mo He asked first, with a look of surprise and fanaticism on his face.

"Well, it's true that it's a little earlier than expected, but the ripening period of the holy fruit originally has a range, fluctuating up and down, even with the great elder's supernatural powers, it is very normal to expect occasional mistakes. The Wu Clan in the Feathering Stage explained with a smile. The strong man's eyes also flashed, revealing a look of concern, but like Ye Feng, he didn't speak.