After the vision appeared, the entire Netherworld God King's cave palace formation was reduced a lot, not only could the divine sense be separated from the body, but even the formations around it were gradually losing their effectiveness, although when flying, they would also feel an extremely strong coercion, but with Ye Feng's cultivation, it could withstand it, although it would consume some more mana than usual, but the speed was obviously much faster. (.800

If this Netherworld Divine Blood appeared, there would definitely be more than one monk entering this place, Ye Feng didn't want the other party to seize the opportunity, and flew towards the cave palace on the top of the mountain with all his might.

This mountain peak is several thousands of zhang high, stretching endlessly in all directions, extending to the top of the mountain, plus the formation surrounds it, it is not easy to walk up the mountain.

But flying was different, but after a short while, the shadow of the cave palace appeared in front of him, and Ye Feng flashed and fell.

In front of him was the Cave Palace of the Netherworld, and he didn't dare to walk around without any scruples, although he was extremely anxious, it would be too dangerous to fly here.

Ye Feng's eyes closed slightly, and then he carefully released his divine sense, and what appeared in front of him was a cave palace.

Around this cave palace, there were dilapidated immortal ques everywhere, but Ye Feng did not show a surprised look on his face, you must know that millions of years ago, this place was sacked by the army of the immortal realm, and the Netherworld Divine Blood was also spared because of the protection of the lore formation. Another loud thunderous sound came to my ears, but this time the movement did not come from a vision from heaven and earth.

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, and his face showed a little shock.

How is this possible?

Although Ye Feng knew that there were other monks who had entered the Netherworld God King's cave mansion, he never thought that his cultivation would be so outrageously high, even if he looked at the cultivation world, there were only a few monks in the Peak Period, but he didn't expect that there were as many as two here.

His face suddenly turned cloudy.

But there is no look of fear, he just fought with a trace of the remnant soul of the Nether Lion, and he has a rough assessment of his strength, although it is not as good as the old monster of that level, but it is not much different.

"Boom ......"

For a while, the rumbling sound was still in the ears, proving that those monks were not all the way, and they had begun to shoot each other, and as long as they were smart, they might not have the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

What about the winning period, you must know that this divine blood is related to whether Mengdie can break through to the realm of the first line of heaven, Ye Feng can't retreat, and he won't retreat, whoever dares to compete with him, he can only work hard, not to mention that his divine power is not weak.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng performed the technique of resisting the wind, and his body turned into a stream of music, as if he sensed the fluctuation of powerful energy.

If the calculation is not wrong, the Nether Blood should be here.

Ye Feng did not deliberately restrain his breath, because at the top of this huge mountain,

At this time, it can be called a gathering of masters, there are two of them in the peak period alone, there are as many as seven or eight monks in the late stage of the first-line heaven, and the remaining Qin family elders, who can survive, are also the ones in the middle of the first-line heaven.

With such a powerful lineup, it is simply terrifying, although Ye Feng's secret technique of breathing is extremely mysterious, but in front of so many old monsters, there is a chance that it will not be of the slightest use, rather than this, it is better to go forward generously. If you hide your tracks, you can easily be besieged by everyone.

A little brightness will not attract attention, after all, he is lonely, and those old guys should not take it to heart.

In this way, as long as you wait patiently for the right time, then fish in troubled waters and find a way to grab the Nether Divine Blood in your hands.

Ye Feng performed the art of resisting the wind, while thinking in his mind.

And on this way, it was surprising that in the dilapidated palace, there was no formation of any existence.

When the Immortal Realm army ransacked the Netherworld Cave Palace, this Cave Palace was naturally taken care of, and all the formations in it were destroyed by the Immortal Realm power.

It didn't take long for Ye Feng to come to the center of the palace. It's a lot bigger than other places.

What's even more surprising is that there is actually an intact immortal building, which is not damaged in the slightest, and is as new as ever. Around this building, there is a blood-red shield flickering, is the Nether Divine Blood inside?

Ye Feng's gaze swept over, his expression moved slightly, but in his eyes, there was a look of horror, and there were more than twenty monks nearby. The magic weapon is flying, the colorful streamers are flashing, and they are fighting with each other. Ye Feng's gaze looked like the three guys in front of him.

The battle group was the most eye-catching, and the battle was against the old man in black, a strange man with green hair, and a young man wearing a red robe with a strange appearance, otherwise it would be the old monster in the winning period.

Among them, the most angry is of course the ancestor of the Qin family, who has prepared a plan for a hundred years, but he didn't expect so many changes.

In addition to the mysterious Champion Stage cultivator, the nine-headed old monster actually came to Netherworld Beppu, and the situation became complicated.

I'm afraid it's not so easy to take the treasure this time, even so, he will never let go, another monk came here, the ancestor of the Qin family turned his head, and his divine sense swept over Ye Feng's body, but he quickly turned away without care.

It's just a late stage of the first line, and he doesn't care about it, what makes this old monster jealous is only the storage zài of the same level, and in addition, there are three first-line late storage zài. 、

The expression of the Nine-Headed Ancestor was similar, but the reaction of the other old monster was different.

After the old monster of the Netherworld Cave Palace saw Ye Feng, he almost didn't believe his eyes, impossible, the boy was actually alive, how could he escape from the hands of the Netherworld Lion?

You must know that the Nether Lion is the pet of the Netherworld God King, even if there is only a trace of the soul and has been suppressed for hundreds of years, but the strength is still extremely terrifying, even if he encounters it, it will be very tricky, he never dreamed that Ye Feng would be able to escape, this is incredible.

Ye Feng's expression condensed slightly, he naturally noticed the strange young man's gaze towards him, but the two of them had obviously not seen each other, why did he have such an expression, could it be that the other party saw through his strength?

It doesn't make sense, even if it's a cultivator in the Peak Period, he will never have such outrageous supernatural powers.

"Bang ......"

Suddenly, a slight sound of breaking the air came into his ears, and the aura exploded, and the surrounding cultivators scuffled together, and the sound of magic weapons colliding easily made this slight sound naturally unnoticed.

However, Ye Feng is a great cultivator in the late stage of the first line of heaven, divine sense

Powerful, farther than the monks of the same rank, his expression moved slightly, and he found that someone had attacked like himself.

Immediately, his right hand was raised, and a colorful zero-level god/19181/streamer flashed.

"Bang"

slashed into the void. With a flash of red light, a fiery red flying sword was blocked, and it was not the Ling Tian Sword that Ye Feng sacrificed.

If he wants to fish in troubled waters, he will naturally not expose his true strength, and only by letting those three old monsters relax their vigilance can he have a chance to rob the Netherworld God King.

Ye Feng decided to make a scene, and at this time he sacrificed a blood-red flying knife, and then turned his head and looked at him like a sneak attacker. At first glance, I was a little surprised.

It was actually a young girl dressed in black, and her age was only about twenty, and her cultivation had reached the middle of the day. Needless to say, it is naturally Qin Ziyue's daughter.

"Look for death!"

Ye Feng showed a sinister smile on his face, of course, this expression was fake, he stretched out his hand and pointed in front of him, and the blood-red flying knife immediately flew towards the enemy.

Qin Ziyue's expression changed suddenly, she didn't dare to face the anger of the great monk alone, and then a law battle was struck, and for a while, the demonic qi rose to the sky, and a black silk handkerchief was sacrificed by her. Turning into a black curtain of light, his body flickered and retreated violently.

If Ye Feng really wanted to kill him, there was naturally no need to say much about this woman's ending, but Ye Feng didn't plan to do it, of course, it wasn't because of pity for the fragrance and jade.

The enemy is the enemy, there will be no change because of the difference between men and women, Ye Feng is not a young man who has just come out of the bud, as long as he is the enemy of himself, even if he is a woman, he will not show mercy.

At this time, I don't go all out, I just don't want to attract attention, it's best to let those old monsters misunderstand, thinking that they have just advanced to the current realm, and the cultivation method is not powerful.

You must know that this is not an uncommon thing in the cultivation world.

Although the strength of a monk is the most important reference factor, there are many other influences. What is the quality of the magic weapon, and the magic power of the cultivation......

No matter what, he is always in the late stage of the sky, if he is too weak, it is not good anyway, it is precisely because of this Although Ye Feng did not take out his natal treasure, the quality of the blood-red flying knife can barely be said.

The black Xiupa sacrificed by Xiqin Ziyue, although it was also a magic weapon, did not have a surprising magical power, and the blood of the flying knife flashed, and it was directly cut away.

Qin Ziyue's face turned pale all of a sudden.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I'm here to help you. ”

After the words fell, I saw an old man in yellow who was about fifty years old coming closer, his appearance was not unusual, but his cultivation was better than Qin Ziyue, and he had reached the peak of the middle of the first line of heaven.

With a wave of this person's right hand, a strange weapon flew out, and it was actually a golden scissors, and a golden Jiao that looked extremely hideous hovered over the scissors.

After Ye Feng saw this, he was not surprised or overjoyed, no matter how much he released the water divination, it was impossible for him to be on par with the monks in the middle of the first line of heaven, but if he was one against two, it would barely make sense.

"Bang Bang ......"

A burst of crashing sounds came into his ears, and the light of the golden Jiaojiao scissors faded obviously, but Qin Ziyue breathed a sigh of relief, and waved his jade hand, and several magic tricks were played one after another, recalling his natal treasure, and the old man in the yellow shirt was fighting with the leaf wind.

Ye Feng's right hand was raised, and he saw a sword shot out.

When the black-clothed girl saw it, she naturally didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly sacrificed a defensive magic weapon, and then used her magic power to slash towards Ye Feng.

Judging from the scene, the strength was evenly matched, and it seemed that there was really nothing surprising about Ye Feng, a great cultivator, and he just had a tie with the two mid-stage cultivators. Except for some surprise flashing in the eyes of the old monster, the rest of the people didn't take him to heart, from this point of view, Ye Feng's low-key purpose has been achieved.

He was pleasantly surprised, but the expression on his face was extremely stern, and even showed a hint of annoyance.

His eyes rolled wildly, observing the battle around him.

In addition to their own side, there are two major war groups.

The Fire Jiao King joined forces with the Qinglian monks to fight against a dozen or so Qin family monks.

Since the other party also had two great cultivators, the Fire Jiao King's side was obviously at a disadvantage, but the mana of one person and one demon was extremely profound, and it was not easy to defeat them.

On the other side, there are naturally three old monsters in the winning period. The three of them were involved with each other, but they didn't do it at the moment.

After seeing the battle situation clearly, Ye Feng thought about how to fish in troubled waters. Fighting with two mid-stage cultivators was simply a joke for him.

Before he could think of a good idea, a sudden change protruded, the Qin family ancestor's right hand was raised, and the heaven and earth vitality condensed above his right hand.

"Boom ......"

A several-foot-long streamer stabbed downward. The target was the pink curtain of light.

With so many treasure-grabbing opponents, the ancestor of the Qin family was naturally extremely angry, so he made this irrational move, and the old monster showed a sneering look on the corner, and he didn't stop it. As for the nine-headed old monster, after a little thought, he actually ignored it.

The other party broke the light curtain, it does not mean that the treasure can be grabbed, rather than holding it here, it is better to be happy, the full force of the monk in the winning period, the momentum is naturally extraordinary.

Rumble!

The spear pierced the curtain of light, but it bounced back at a faster speed.

The ancestor of the Qin family was slightly stunned, but to be able to get to this point, the old monster's insight was naturally far beyond ordinary people, and with a stroke of his right hand in the void, a golden light mask appeared in front of him, blocking the spear. The other two old monsters didn't take the opportunity to make a move, and this opportunity alone was far from killing the opponent.

The temptation had no effect, and the three of them returned to their state of stalemate.

Ye Feng could see it clearly, his expression moved slightly, revealing a thoughtful look.

Based on this situation, it is speculated that the Netherworld Divine Blood should be in the intact Immortal Pavilion.

It's just that I don't know what kind of formation it is, and I can't even do anything about it for a cultivator in the Peak Period. How can I get the treasure?

Ye Feng immediately looked at the void, and the dark clouds above his head had formed a black vortex with a diameter of more than 100 zhang, which was still churning, and there was a faint aura of forest.

"Master, don't worry, Xiao Yue said that when the time comes, this formation will naturally be lifted. ”

At this moment, Dream Butterfly's voice rang out.

"I know, but at that time, they had to rely on their supernatural powers to compete for treasures, and there were actually three Champion Stage cultivators on the scene. ”

Ye Feng's expression was a little ugly, although he knew that his supernatural cultivation was not weak, but with so many masters in front of him, he was not too sure.

Ye Feng continued to think about it, and suddenly, a flash flashed in his mind, how could he forget that Dream Butterfly was the reincarnation of the Netherworld.

When climbing the jade steps, the formation here had no effect on Dream Butterfly, so was it possible for her to pass through the formation in front of her?

When he thought of this, he suddenly became excited. Of course, on the surface, there is still no difference in color, although there is no 100% certainty, but it is definitely worth a try.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng no longer hesitated, and while continuing to fight with Qin Ziyue and the others, he quietly approached the building in the center of the palace. Of course, the range of movement should not be too large, otherwise it will cause confusion among the rest of the monks.

So, Ye Feng fought and retreated, and it took almost a quarter of an hour to finally get close to the intact immortal que, which was an attic, and it was extremely gorgeous.

Seeing that there was only about two zhang away from the light curtain, although Ye Feng's face was extremely cold, he was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and he was about to beckon Mengdie to come out and try to see if he could pass through, but a terrifying feeling suddenly gushed out.

"Boy, what do you want?"

At this moment, a strange voice came into his ears, and the old monster's face showed a tired smile, and with a wave of his right hand, dozens of sword rays surged, and after the storm rose, he slashed down towards Ye Feng's head.

In all fairness, Ye Feng's ability to act is very good, needless to say, the first-line heavenly cultivators on the scene did not see the slightest flaw.

All the cultivators were deceived, thinking that Ye Feng had not only just advanced to the late stage of the first-line heaven, but also that the exercises and treasures were also very rubbish in the same rank. There was no fear at all, so there was not the slightest doubt about his actions.

If there were only these guys present, Ye Feng's plan would have been successful, but the old monster had been paying attention to his actions.

He had already known that Ye Feng's cultivation could not be so weak, how could the other party not be able to defeat the two cultivators of the middle stage of the first line.

Showing weakness to the enemy, this kid must have a conspiracy, so when he was holding on to the other two old monsters, he also paid attention to Ye Feng's every move, although he couldn't figure out why the other party was able to escape from under the Nether Lion's mouth, but for Ye Feng, he didn't despise it at all.

Although he didn't think that Ye Feng would be able to break through that formation, it was not wrong to be careful, so he stopped Ye Feng from approaching that Immortal Pavilion.

And with this shot, Ye Feng's expression condensed slightly. However, the movements of his hands were not slow at all, and with a wave of his right hand, a small red and blue circle appeared above the void, and then after a slight circle, it turned into a blue and red shield.

"Dream Butterfly, let's go. ”

With Ye Feng's soft shout, a white light flew out of his sleeve, and in the halo, a streamer flickered faintly, and a beautiful girl appeared, but her expression was a little hesitant, she didn't worry about leaving her master here alone.

"Hey......"

Ye Feng sighed, his brows furrowed slightly, although he knew that Mengdie would not deceive himself, he still had some doubts about her identity. In her previous life, she was really able to dominate the Six Realms of the Netherworld, killing the immortal realm into a river of blood, and even the immortal monarch was not in her eyes, and she was outnumbered and fought with the other party?

But doubts are doubts, and now is not the time to study these.

"Dream Butterfly, let's go!"

"Oh!"

The little girl was slightly stunned, and finally came back to her senses, it was useless for her to stay here, and it would be the greatest help to the master to get the Netherworld God blood earlier.

After thinking about this, Dream Butterfly flashed, turned into a streamer, turned around and flew towards the formation.

Puff puff......

A dull crashing sound came to the ears, but it was the attack of the old monster that came out, and it collided with the shield under Ye Feng's cloth.

The colorful streamer flashed, and cracks appeared on the shield, and then there was a bang, and the entire shield was broken, but those swords didn't have much power, Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he injected mana into the Qiankun circle, and a streamer flashed in front of him, and he swallowed up those remnants of the sword light.

And at this time, the black mist that Dream Butterfly turned into and the pink light curtain touched, and even the powerful cultivators in the cultivation world were helpless in this formation, but in front of the little girl, it was like an ornament, and Dream Butterfly was not hindered in any way, and easily got into it.