Ye Feng showed a look of doubt in his heart,

As we all know, the Upper Realm, whether it is the concentration of vitality or the abundance of cultivation resources, is not something that the Cultivation Realm can compare with. （WWW.800book）

It is precisely because of this that the monks will spend their whole lives on all their might, and all they want is to step through the void and pursue the supreme path of immortality.

Even if there are powerful cultivators in the upper realm, they come from the shattered void, but they are only to perform some kind of task or have a goal, and they usually won't be here for too long.

So what's going on with this descendant of the Immortal Realm? Could it be that he is a monk from the Upper Realm and seeks to ascend?

Or is it the descendants who have reached the realm of ascension and are left behind?

Although there are many puzzles, Ye Feng obviously doesn't plan to ask, even if he asks, the other party won't say anything, Ye Feng naturally won't waste any time on the dying person.

Immediately, with a wave of his hands, a stream of light shot out of the Qiankun circle.

"Buzz ......"

The Qiankun circle emitted a buzzing sound, and the brilliance around it became brighter and brighter, and there were more and more runes on the circle.

"Hurry!"

Ye Feng was a little lighter, and those runes gathered in the middle, and the light flickered. Each rune changed out of a circle of shadows, and a rough count of them was surprisingly nearly a hundred. Every circle shadow, although it was changed by Ye Feng with the help of treasures and mana, but the coercion it exuded was not inferior to ordinary magic weapons. To put it simply, Ye Feng is equivalent to controlling nearly a hundred magic weapons with his own strength. As we all know, the more divine consciousness is occupied by the use of magic weapons, and the more powerful the treasure, the more divine consciousness is occupied. Even if he was a great cultivator in the late stage of the first line of heaven, he tried his best, but he could only manipulate seven or eight treasures. Of course, it is not without tricks, such as some sets of treasures, such as the likes of the Zimu Sword, with the help of the Mother Sword. You can easily control a few sub-swords, and you don't need more divine sense.

This situation. Generally speaking, there are the most complete sets of magic weapons, needless to say, this kind of refining method, even in ancient times, was rare, and it required too high refining skills. However, the situation in the upper realm is different, and dual-attribute treasures like the Qiankun Circle can borrow some laws of heaven and earth. Sparing the restriction of divine consciousness, the transformation of Yuan Li is similar to a magic weapon.

This kind of anti-heaven supernatural power, after Ye Feng comprehended it, it was also the first time to use it, Ye Feng believed that even if it was a monk in the late stage of the first line of heaven, he would not dare to resist hard.

"Go!"

Ye Feng was a little lighter, only to see the silver light flashing, and then countless circles of shadows greeted each other. This was almost equivalent to a combined blow of nearly a hundred magic weapons, and the demon corpse's face was full of fear.

But he naturally didn't wait for death, and in his eyes, red flashed, and white flames flew out of his mouth.

At the same time, he moved slightly, and saw a series of bone blades falling from his body, and then he turned around and turned into a streamer and flew over.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, it was just a dying struggle, except for the real late-stage cultivator, he didn't believe that anyone could block this full blow. The Qiankun circle has been silent for a long time, and it is not until today that it really wields its power.

"Boom ......"

A huge roar sounded, and whether it was corpse fire or bone blades, they were all beaten into a circle of shadows that almost destroyed and decayed, crashing into the monster's last body protection corpse qi. The results can be imagined...... There is no suspense. The corpse qi was also swept away, and the monster dozens of feet tall flew out directly.

"Squeak ......"

There was a sound of broken bones and tendons, and the monster struggled, and finally fell to ......the ground with a "bang".

Ye Feng showed a satisfied look when he saw it, but his face was also slightly pale, obviously the secret technique just now made him lose a lot, although it was not as good as a yang finger. But it's also very mana-consuming. In a flash, Ye Feng flew over like the other party, his purpose was to capture him alive, because only by extracting his soul and refining his soul could he know what the other party's purpose was, and now that he was left alive, he could also clear the suspicion for Za Wangfeng. The other party was unable to move.

Ye Feng waved his right hand, only to see a turquoise jade bottle taken out, and then urged the law to decide, intending to take the opponent's primordial spirit out of the dantian.

"Huh......"

Ye Feng sighed lightly, and the monster in front of him was nothing.

"Hey, kid. Although you can defeat me, this is just the second primordial god of the old man, and if you want to use soul searching, it is a dream. ”

The corpse demon struggled a few more times, but he couldn't sit up, obviously very badly injured, but at this time, he laughed.

Ye Feng's expression darkened. Although the other party also said the second primordial god just now, Ye Feng didn't take it to heart, and thought he was bluffing, but he didn't expect it to be true. That's a bit of a problem. There is no primordial spirit, how can I search for souls, and this time, I am afraid that I will offend the old monster in the championship period, and there will be trouble in the future.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng felt a trace of pressure in his heart, but there was no trace of it on the surface.

Although this may be the Yuan Shen of the old monster in the late stage of the first line of heaven, if his cultivation is not weak, although he does not dare to say that he is in the cultivation world, there are not many things to be afraid of, since he has destroyed the other party now, since he must be clean and thorough.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's expression was fierce, and the fire of a hundred poisons had already swung out from his right hand.

With a "......boom", the demon corpse was turned into ashes, it was just a void soul, and the other party could be annihilated by itself at any time, and it was impossible to imprison the other party at all, so naturally it could not be used as evidence. From this point of view, Za Wangfeng has really fallen into a whirlpool this time, if it is not handled well, there is even a risk of extinction, and now there is only one step at a time.

Thinking of this time, Ye Feng's heart moved, and with a wave of his right hand, he took the other party's storage bag into his hand.

Magic weapons or something, they are not rare, but that spirit beast can actually see through their hidden whereabouts, Ye Feng naturally has to study it carefully.

"Master, the guy in front of him is just the other party's second elemental god, so his deity is inevitably too terrifying, could it be a cultivator in the peak stage?" "Winning period?" A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth: "How is that possible, in my opinion, it is just a great monk in the later stage." ”

"Late friars. But we've seen it, and it's obviously not that strong. Mengdie said puzzled.

"What's so strange about this, even if it is a monk of the same level, because of the difference in the cultivation method of the Chaos Rebirth King's Landing in the Otherworld/23488/, as well as the magic weapon secret technique, the strength of each other is also very different, and when we were on the Demon Spirit Island, we did have close contact with the late-stage monks. But how can that kind of small place be compared to Qianzhou?"

"What does the master mean......" Mengdie's face showed a little hesitation.

"This can be said to be the holy land of cultivation in the human realm, the overall level of cultivators. It's clearly better than other places, so we're here, so naturally we have to be more careful. ”

Ye Feng's expression flashed slightly, and then he said to Mengdie.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at the side of his body, his face became more and more gloomy. "Master, what's wrong?"

"Someone is coming. A mid-line day, a mid-line day, and a mid-line day. Ye Feng's expression was extremely solemn, even if the cultivation world in Qianzhou was very prosperous, the old monsters of the first line of heaven were not everywhere, let alone the two together. The other party is aimed at himself, although Ye Feng doesn't know that Qingyun City's formation array can measure the fluctuation of vitality, but the movement of the battle just now is not trivial, and it is not so strange to attract two old monsters. Now, if you run, it's easy to expose the target.

After thinking about it, Ye Feng took out a yellow spirit rune, and then stuck it on his body, and the next moment, a burst of yellow light flashed, and Ye Feng sank into the ground.

At the same time, he urged the secret technique of qi astringency, and all his own vitality was converged.

Instead of this, it is better to restrain your breath for the time being, hide to the side, and be able to hear some secrets. Thinking of this, Ye Feng no longer hesitated, took out a yellow-orange talisman from his arms, put it on his chest, sank into the soil underground, and then used the Qi Gathering Technique in the Nine Heavens Xuangong, shrinking the Yuan Force fluctuations in his body to nothing

"Buzz ......"

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the surroundings were quiet, and if it weren't for the chaos all around, it would hardly be obvious that there had been a great war here. It only took half a cup of tea. The horizon in the distance. Two points of light appeared, which were still far away at first, but soon gradually became clear, one black and one white, and the speed of the two was extremely fast.

For the sake of caution, Ye Feng did not dare to release his divine consciousness in a bright light, but divided a point as thin as a gossamer, wrapped around a certain blood jade bee, flew out of the ground, and hid in the mountains and rocks.

In this way, Ye Feng can use the blood jade bee to check the situation around him, and this magical power is very mysterious, and the other party must not find anything.

As soon as I did this, I saw two shocking rainbows fly overhead, and the brilliance spread, revealing two people. One is tall. Wearing a big red robe, there is no head on the top of his head, but he has a few ring scars, and he is actually a Buddhist cultivator. The other is a beautiful woman in red, beautiful in appearance, revealing a mature atmosphere.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned when he saw it, revealing a strange look, a big monk, a beautiful woman, such a combination is really ......

"Master, the Yuan Force Fluctuation is here. ”

"Yes, there are still traces of fighting nearby. ”

The monk moved, looked around, and then said with a gloomy face.

The beautiful woman in red is similar, after all, both of them are cultivators of the first line of heaven, and their eyesight is far from being comparable to that of ordinary monks, and from some clues, a lot of information can also be deduced. What's more, the traces left by the battle in front of me are still so shocking. They looked at each other.

"The other party is very *** is a monk above the middle of the first line of heaven. ”

"Master, this ......" The woman in red was about to say something, as if she had a feeling, and then stopped asking.

The monk also turned his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if looking in the direction of the left.

"Did they find themselves?"

A look of surprise flashed in Ye Feng's heart, but soon his expression relaxed again, the Qi Gathering Technique in the Nine Heavens Xuangong was extremely mysterious, how could it be so easy to see through.

That would be......

Since he didn't release his divine sense, he couldn't grasp what Ye Feng had born, so he had to wait and see how it got better.

It's only about half an hour.

A streamer appeared in the distant sky.

That breath, that Yuan Force, Ye Feng felt a little familiar.

He is also a first-line heaven level cultivator.

The small gravel wasteland, due to the thin vitality, is rarely visited on weekdays, but at this time, a large number of masters have gathered.

After the light converged, an old man of about fifty or sixty years appeared, this person was wearing a Taoist robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones, even if it was Ye Feng's city mansion, he was taken aback.

"Sitting on the Forgotten Peak to teach, your own master, Qinglong Zhenren!"

In her mind, there was an exclamation from Dream Butterfly, compared with her master, this girl didn't have such good concentration, and her face was full of surprise.

The expressions of the woman and the monk were similar, and the two of them obviously didn't expect to meet the head of Zawangfeng here.

"Master Enlightenment, and the Heavenly Fairy, both of them are here, and they were also attracted by the strange Yuan Force fluctuation just now. ”

Qinglong Zhenren was kind and kind, bowed to the two, and then asked.

"Master, is this guy also an impostor?" After being surprised, Mengdie couldn't help but open it.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I hope he's fake, but it's ......"

"What, master, do you think he is really a real Qinglong?"

"Well, I don't dare to say it, but I still have seven or eight points of certainty. ”

Although it had been seventy or eighty years since Ye Feng left Zao Forget Peak, a cultivator of his level could almost never forget it, and the person in front of him not only had the same facial features and appearance as in his memory, but there was no difference in speech and demeanor. It is most likely Shizun, but how did he come here, whether it was a coincidence, or was he attracted by someone.

Ye Feng had doubts in his heart, countless thoughts flashed in his heart, and in the end, he didn't have the slightest clue.

"What's wrong with the two of you?"

Qinglong Zhenren didn't know what was born, speaking of which, it was really a coincidence, after Zawangfeng moved to Qianzhou, although Ye Li was sent here, but with his exquisite alchemy skills, he gained a firm foothold.

Although there is a discord with the Medicine King Valley, there is not much conflict, not to mention that with his own means, it is not difficult to resolve some crises. In this way, in the cracks, Zawang Peak gradually grew. All of them are moving towards a good exhibition.

A few months ago, in order to refine a certain elixir, he searched everywhere for spiritual materials, and this time he came here to find the spiritual grass "Fire Cloud Grass".

And that grass is not a treasure of heaven and earth. The conditions for growing are harsh, and are only available in a few places, including a few hills around the gravel wasteland.

Qinglong real people came to pick it. How do you know that you are looking for it, but you feel the terrifying fluctuation of the yuan force, and the spiritual pressure is obviously two first-line heaven-level storage zài fighting.

Qinglong Zhenren showed a puzzled look, you must know that when the cultivation reaches their level, on weekdays, it is common for them to act in the cultivation world and bully low-level cultivators, but they are also first-line heavenly masters, and there are few who fight.

After all, it is very difficult to cultivate, and it is even more difficult to step into the first-line sky, although very few people can advance again, but even if they are trapped in the first-line heaven period, the longevity is as long as a thousand years.

After so much time, it is enough to be free, and the first-line heavenly monks are often more afraid of death than their juniors, and in the human world, except for the existence of the same level, there is nothing that can threaten them.

Therefore, although there are no rules and regulations, a tacit understanding has already been formed among the first-line heavenly monks, and there is no particularly great hatred, and they rarely fight.

Of course, if it really involves some anti-heaven level magic weapon, the elixir, it will also kill you.

Qinglong Zhenren knew this situation, so he felt the huge fluctuation of Yuan Force, and immediately had the idea of fishing in troubled waters. Could it be that there is a treasure in the gravel wasteland?

Of course, you can't miss it.

When the two old monsters are defeated, they will also make a profit.

In all fairness, Qinglong Zhenren's plan is not wrong, and his scheming is obvious to all, even Ye Feng admires it, but this time, the luck of the head of Zao Forget Peak is really ......"

From beginning to end, he didn't know what had happened, but the expressions of the two old monsters were naturally taken into his eyes.

After all, this Lord of the Forgotten Peak. It is an eight-sided and exquisite character, very means, although he has not been in Qianzhou for a long time, he has made a lot of friends, Qingyun City has a special position, and the elders are more interested in wooing him, and the master in front of him, as well as the heavenly fairy, have a little friendship. In the past, when the two sides met, they would greet each other, why did they ...... this time

Look at the two of them with gloomy expressions and unkind looks.

Compared to the Qinglong Zhenren who was confused, the two elders of Qingyun City were also suspicious.

Although they guessed that this matter should have nothing to do with Zao Wangfeng, but someone else provoked it, especially the Enlightenment Master, who analyzed it very well, but how to explain it in front of him......

Qinglong is really here. The two have been in contact with him several times, and they can tell whether they are impostors or not.

That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?

No matter what, since you meet the main owner here, you can't let it go easily.

The two elders glanced at each other, and the figure of the beautiful woman in red flashed, and she had come to the back of the Qinglong real person.

"What do you mean, two fellow Daoists?"

Qinglong Zhenren's eyes narrowed slightly, and then the exercises were displayed, and his whole body was already covered with abundant Yuan Power.

"It's nothing, as long as the real person in charge is willing to tie his hands, just go back to Qingyun City with us. The beautiful woman in red spoke coldly.

"Why did you go back to Qingyun City?" Qinglong Zhenren's expression was very ugly, and his mind was even more acute, although he didn't know why the other party was embarrassed with him, but now he was in shape. Naturally, it was very bad, he was only in the early stage, but he was facing two first-line heavenly cultivators, and the bald donkey who realized the Dao had advanced to the middle stage as early as a hundred years ago.

The Heavenly Silkworm Trick surnamed Tian Nu is not trivial, and she may not be able to win it alone, what should I do?"

Qinglong Zhenren's scheming, his face is extremely ugly, he wants to muddy the water, but he has fallen into such a dangerous situation inexplicably, he sighed faintly: "Two Taoist friends captured Qinglong." There should always be a reason. ”

"Daoyou's words are wrong, we don't mean to embarrass you. It's just that Taoist friends are killing people and robbing treasures in the city's markets. So there are some things that need to be explained by a real person. ”

"What. Murder and treasure robbery?"

Qinglong Zhenren was slightly stunned, and then his expression became ugly: "How have you ever done such a thing?"

"Originally, we didn't believe it. The beautiful woman in red snorted coldly: "It's just a coincidence to meet the real person in charge here, no matter what, I also hope that Daoist friends will go to this city as guests, if it is really not done by Daoyou, we will naturally pour wine to make amends." ”

"Hmph...... "Qinglong Zhenren is not stupid, of course he won't believe this nonsense, if he really returned to Qingyun City with them. I'm afraid this matter can't be good. Countless thoughts flashed through his heart, but none of them could help him get out.

"Amitabha, the donor of the green dragon. Lao Wei advises you to still tie your hands, I join forces with the Heavenly Fairy, and Daoyou will definitely have no chance to escape, so why tear your face. The monk made a Buddha salute, and then said in a soft voice.