However, unlike other places, among the various sects and factions on Demon Spirit Island, there are not many disputes, and their main enemies are those demon beasts, and cultivators are weak in this Demon Spirit Island, and it is precisely because of these reasons that those sects are closely connected with each other. READ THE FULL TEXT OF THE LATEST CHAPTERWWW.800BOOK SO THAT WHEN THE MONSTER COMES, YOU CAN FIGHT TOGETHER.

Monsters are coming?

Ye Feng's heart moved, and he couldn't help but speak: "Could it be that the demon beasts here often attack the main altars of the major sects?"

When I was in the Phoenix Demon Gate, I saw that the Great Formation of the Phoenix Demon Gate Protector Sect began from time to time, and the colorful brilliance was endless, and the power of the Great Array was still very deep in Ye Feng's heart.

"Yes, the demon beasts are attacking and there is no pattern at all, sometimes they meet once in three or five years, and sometimes they will not necessarily be attacked in a hundred years, and the scale is also different, from dozens of demon beasts to tens of thousands. Zhang Song sighed, the expression on his face was faintly filled with fear: "Many sect families have been wiped out like this, even the Ye family is not spared, poor Master Baihe has been handsome for a generation, but in the end he has a bloodline cut ......off."

When Zhang Song said this, he sighed, but Ye Feng heard it in a fog: "What Ye family, that White Crane Master, who is the monk?"

"No, although Brother Tai has been in retreat in the deep mountains, he is also a monk in the Feather Stage, how could it be that when he came out, how could he not even know the most basic information in the cultivation world, could it be that Master Ling never mentioned it to you?" Zhang Song's eyes showed a look of puzzlement, you must know that this Master Baihe, in this Demon Spirit Island, can be said to be a celebrity, his fame is so great, it spreads throughout the demon spirit, I didn't expect to find such a strange thing in front of me, how can I not let this Zhang Song have a puzzled look.

"Hehe, the tutor is in retreat all year round, ignoring mundane things, and not communicating with others, in addition to instructing Ye to practice, he can not even say a word all year round. Ye Feng scratched his head and spoke slightly embarrassed.

"I see. A hint of surprise flashed in Zhang Song's eyes, but he didn't dare to ask anything, after all, to be able to teach a master like Ye Feng, his master, needless to say, must be a certain first-line heaven stage old monster, this kind of person, how can he talk about it, if he offends this person's master, what will happen if he has to say that he has to.

"Speaking of the Ye family, although it is only a second-rate small family, it is so famous, and almost everyone in the entire cultivation world knows about it, tracing back to history, it can go hand in hand with the Phoenix Demon Sect!"

"Oh?" Ye Feng showed a strange look on his face, but it was really surprising that a second-rate family had such influence, could it have anything to do with the so-called White Crane Master?

Ye Feng didn't speak, and quietly waited for the other party to speak.

"I don't know if Brother Ye has heard of the Ten Great Demon Cultivators?" Zhang Song's voice was deep and heavy.

"Daoyou is saying that the Golden Phoenix Fairy and other five masters, although they are fledgling, they have also heard the deeds of the ten seniors. Ye Feng said lightly, he still had great respect for the legendary master of the winning period, and when he said this, his heart moved: "Could it be that the White Crane Master ......?"

"Brother Ye is right, the ancestor of the Ye family is the ancestor of the White Crane, the top ten demon cultivators of the year, only he and the Golden Phoenix Fairy passed down the Taoism, but the fate of the two factions is completely different, the Phoenix Demon Sect has produced many talents, although there has never been a person as amazing and brilliant as the fairy, but it has never declined, and has always maintained the name of the first sect on Demon Spirit Island. ”

"And the Ye family, is the bloodline inherited by the White Crane Master, it is said that in the first tens of thousands of years, it was on par with the Phoenix Demon Gate, but with the passage of time, it gradually declined, and a few years ago, when the demon beast attacked, the whole door was slaughtered, and no one was left alive. Speaking of this, Zhang Song sighed: "Speaking of this, it really makes people sigh, this Ye family has been mediocre for so many years, and it is easy to have a talented female disciple, and she is also the daughter of the head of the family, if you cultivate it well, the Ye family may be able to prosper, how ......do you know?"

Ye Feng shook his head, there is no interface, the vicissitudes of life, the rise and fall of the sect, these are all normal, there is nothing strange.

However, according to Zhang Song, in addition to the major sect families, the power of scattered cultivation on Demon Spirit Island is also not small, among which there are many old monsters in the first-line heaven stage, such as the Blood Desire Ancestor. "Blood Desire Ancestor?" Ye Feng's expression moved.

"What, have you ever heard of this person?"

"No, I just think this senior's nickname is a little peculiar, is he very famous?" Ye Feng said quietly.

"Oh!" Zhang Song breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a faint hint of fear on his face, as if mentioning this person's name was a big taboo, and he turned his head to look around before he slowly spoke.

"Blood Desire Ancestor, is the famous demon of Demon Spirit Island, the exercises practiced by this person are very special, although he is only a cultivator in the early stage of the first line of heaven, but he has magical powers, but it is unpredictable, it is said that it is not much more than the old monster in the middle stage, and he is cruel by nature, and he is extremely short, not to mention our juniors, it is those big sect families, and they dare not provoke it, it can be said that in the past hundred years, the most notorious figure in the cultivation world. ”

"Oh. Ye Feng nodded, his face was silent, but he muttered secretly in his heart, it seems that he slaughtered the man surnamed Jin, but he inadvertently caused a big disaster, of course...... There is no problem with Ye Feng. First, with his current supernatural powers, coupled with the help of the corpse demon dream butterfly, even if the Blood Desire Ancestor comes, it is not certain who is afraid of whom.

Second, the man surnamed Jin has returned to the underworld, and no one who was present at the time knew except himself, even if this bloodlust ancestor knew that his lover was killed, and he couldn't find the murderer, he was not the only one who was depressed.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng showed an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, put the matter behind him, and chatted with the other party about other issues.

...... In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, a vast mountain range appeared in his eyes, Zhang Song was so excited that his face was flushed, and he finally came here safely.

Speaking of which, I don't know if the two of them are lucky, there should have been a lot of monsters along the way, but the two of them didn't meet a strange one!

Without the slightest delay, we arrived at our destination safely.

Ye Feng released his divine sense, and the mountain range in front of him stretched for hundreds of miles, tall and majestic, but there was no strong demonic aura, and it didn't seem to be the location of the demon vein.

Ye Feng was slightly surprised, but after a little contemplation, he was relieved, whether it was a demon cultivator or a demon clan, it was an excellent cultivation place, and holding an exchange meeting there would inevitably be too ostentatious, maybe it would only be halfway through, and it would cause endless trouble.

Following Zhang Song, the two flew into the depths of Yunshan Mountain, and after spending a day, they stopped in front of a tall peak.

The mountain is tall and tall, hundreds of feet high, and the vegetation around the peak is dense. Around the peak, there are strange multicolored mist.

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Ye Feng released his divine sense, but he couldn't enter it, it seemed that he had been given some kind of strange formation.

"Brother Ye, you don't have to work in vain, the phantom array of this mountain is set down by several first-line Heavenly Stage seniors who are presiding over the conference, which can shield the divine sense. ”

"Oh, then how should we enter?" Ye Feng frowned, a hint of doubt on his face.

"Don't worry about this, every day at noon, there will naturally be someone in charge to open this formation, and at that time, we can naturally be let into it. ”

The big man seemed to know this place very well, and explained to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng looked at the sky, and it was only about three hours before noon at this time.

On the mountain peak, the cold wind is biting, but fortunately, as a cultivator, he naturally doesn't care about this, Ye Feng casually found a clean stone and meditated cross-legged.

Of course, with someone by his side at the moment, he naturally wouldn't be stupid in his cultivation, just a little pranayama to recover the mana consumed by the hurry.

Zhang Song's face showed a hint of surprise, but he didn't say much, and also sat down cross-legged.

Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, but he quietly released his divine sense, so that all the movements within a radius of dozens of miles were under his control, but Zhang Song next to him did not notice anything at all.

After about a long time of incense, a few rays of light appeared on the edge of the sky in the distance, Ye Feng's divine sense swept away, but he didn't put it in his heart, just a few cultivators in the Nirvana stage.

However, after a while, several people also landed nearby, and they were not surprised to see the two who arrived first, and they also found a clean place to rest.

Ye Feng nodded secretly in his heart, it seemed that this Zhang Song had indeed not lied.

In the next two hours, more and more people came, and in the end it reached hundreds, and the cultivation was uneven, the Feather Period, the Nirvana Period, and even a few low-level disciples in the Secret Treasure Period, Ye Feng was speechless for a while, and he didn't understand whether they wanted to open their eyes or really wanted to find something.

When there are many of them, they will naturally not meditate quietly, they are familiar with each other, and they get together to form a small circle one by one.

There are also those who are anxious, so they simply took out the treasures brought by this trip and exchanged them in a small circle.

Ye Feng Yuan's strength was also almost restored, so he no longer sat stupidly, and began to gather towards the crowd to see if there were any treasures he needed.

It's a pity that nothing has been found, and there is nothing strange about it, among these hundreds of people, there are only more than ten high-level cultivators above the feather stage, and not everyone participates in the exchange, besides, the Yunshan Conference has not officially started, even if they really have good things, they will not take them out now. Those who are willing to change are naturally some ordinary goods, and of course Ye Feng doesn't look at them.

However, although there was no gain, it was better than sitting on Ye Feng's still enthusiastic teleportation, and even those low-level monks did not let go of the stalls set up by them, looking over one by one.

Just as he was enjoying himself, Ye Feng's expression suddenly moved, he stopped, and released his divine sense, which was far like the entrance to the northwest, and he had just come in from that direction.

She ...... Why did you come here?" Ye Feng's expression was a little solemn and he muttered.

"Master, who are you talking about?" Meng Die was cultivating in the Ling Tian Sword, and suddenly felt the fluctuation of Ye Feng's divine sense, and woke up from the cultivation. He asked Ye Feng.

"Hehe, you'll understand in a while. Ye Feng said as he took a few steps back and flashed into the most crowded place, he didn't want to face that person and withdraw his divine consciousness at the same time, otherwise he might be discovered by the other party.

The people present were far inferior to Ye Feng's cultivation, but they didn't notice anything unusual, and they were still making loud noises, chatting, or bargaining...... After about half a cup of tea, a bright point of light suddenly appeared in the distance, and at the same time, a loud sound like thunder and thunder entered the eardrums, frightening many unprepared people.

"Hey, what's that?"

At this time, the monks raised their heads one after another and released their divine consciousness at the point of light, but after a sweep, all of them changed their expressions greatly.

Oh my God, it's actually a first-line Heavenly Stage cultivator!

The cultivators had a look of shock on their faces, didn't the first-line Heavenly Realm old monsters have a special passage to enter the conference directly? However, they were even more shocked to come behind.

I saw a first-class light flying by, extremely fast, and flew away in an instant, and behind him, the red streamer, like thunder and lightning, was much faster than him, and I believe that it would not be long before it would be caught up by the red light behind.

And the streamer in front of him seemed to be terrified, desperately fleeing.

The monks were dumbfounded, the earthy yellow Han light was full of aura, obviously there was a first-line heaven stage old monster inside, but such a master was actually chased by a wolf, and everyone couldn't help but feel a chill.

There was a look of fear in his eyes, and he looked at it with trembling like the red horse behind him, could it be a powerful demon beast in the transformation period?

In addition to such a monster, the monks really couldn't think of anything else in this world that could force a first-line Heavenly Realm master to such a downtrodden state!

Xiuxiu......

Only a gust of wind could be heard, from that red

In the streamer, a blood-red streamer flew out, and the streamer turned into a three-zhang volley in the air, catching up with the yellow streamer like a lightning speed.

Boom!

The yellow light flashed, and the monk in the rainbow actually failed to dodge, although the body protection aura was not dispersed, but the demonic energy around the body quickly dimmed.

Ye Feng's expression moved, and his steps couldn't help but move back a little more, while the faces of the others were equally ugly, and after a few breaths, with an exclamation, the yellow light fell to the ground like a meteor and fell into the crowd.

The brilliance converged, revealing the face of an old man.

White hair and white beard, but skin as white as jade. Dressed in a Taoist robe, he has the feeling of being a master.

However, at this moment, his expression showed a panicked look, and the blood marks on the corners of his mouth were even more dazzling.

Although the wolf is unbearable, the demonic power emitted by his body is still terrifying, it is indeed a first-line Heavenly Stage monk, and among the people, some people even recognize the name of this old man.

"Huang Yun Zhenren!"

"Hey, isn't this the real person of Huang Yun from the Hanging Sky Cliff?"

"Oh my God, I heard that this senior advanced to the first-line heaven stage a hundred years ago, and his cultivation is extremely profound, how can he ......?"

"Idiot, don't you feel the aura in the red horse training behind you, it's even more powerful. As the saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there are days outside the sky, not to mention the old monsters in the early days of the first line, and they are not invincible. ”

"Shhh, you want to find death when you say this, we can criticize the first-line Heavenly Seniors, be careful to throw your life here. ”

......

All kinds of sounds came into his ears, but Huang Yunzhen was in no mood to pursue it, and looked up at the flying rainbow, his face was full of solemnity.

The red light was extremely fast, and it fell in the blink of an eye. The people around them shouted, and they dispersed as if frightened.

The aura flashed, and all kinds of shields were sacrificed.

However, the brilliance was restricted, and what was revealed inside was not a terrifying demon beast, but a picturesque female cultivator.

Dressed in red, her skin is as white as jade, and her facial features are extremely exquisite, she is actually a rare stunning beauty, but her eyes contain a faint evil spirit.

Qingyun Fairy!

Ye Feng sighed and quietly left here, looking for a dense forest on the mountain peak to hide.

I didn't expect to meet this woman here, Ye Feng didn't want to see her, otherwise it might cause some trouble.

Fortunately, there are a lot of monks here, and most of the Qingyun Fairy's divine thoughts are involved by the old man who came first, so naturally he will not notice Ye Feng's whereabouts.

With just a slight sweep of her consciousness, she concentrated on the body of the yellow-robed old man, and with a flick of his sleeve robe, a snow-bright flying knife had been sacrificed.

"Stop!"

Huang Yunzhen was shocked, and hurriedly propped up the body protection aura: "You woman, you are so bold, you have arrived at the Yunshan Holy Land, and you are still working hard against the old man, aren't you afraid that you will violate the rules of the conference and become a public enemy of the cultivation world?"

"What kind of rules, do you think that talking nonsense can make this fairy let you go?"

Qingyun Fairy is not a person who can be intimidated, the jade hand stretched out, as if it was slow and urgent, and gently pointed to the front, the flying knife trembled, and a large piece of spiritual light burst out from above, and in a flash, it disappeared from the spot. The next moment, it turned into a red lightning bolt and appeared in front of the old man.

Huang Yunzhen showed a look of horror, his face instantly turned pale, his eyes rolled sharply, he opened his mouth, and spewed out a blood arrow that was a foot long.

After the shield was absorbed, it suddenly became thicker, and it forcibly blocked the lightning that slashed down.

And taking advantage of this time, the old man hurriedly reached into his arms, and tore open a certain ornament hanging on his chest, which was more than two inches long, and Huang Sangsang's deadwood cane appeared on his fingertips.

"Hurry!"

The old man rushed into the void with his crutches, and shot several spells in a row, injecting the demonic power of his whole body into it. With a bloody aura, the dead wood swelled to a certain extent, and struck fiercely towards the flying knife. Two treasures are entangled.

"Whew, Whew......"

A heavy breath like a beast came to his ears, and the old man began to use the demonization technique, his eyes turned green, sharp horns several inches long grew to his forehead, and a few fangs turned out of the corners of his mouth, and with these changes, his mana also began to grow wildly!

However, Qingyun's expression did not move, and there was even a faint hint of mockery on his beautiful face, and the jade hand stretched out and pointed at the blood jade cone in the void, and the blood jade cone turned into a mountain of dozens of zhang, stabbing towards Qingyun fiercely!

Rumble!

The surrounding monks were dumbfounded, not to mention the low-level monks of the Secret Vault Period and the Nirvana Period, it was the more than ten Feather Stage cultivators, who also seemed to be petrified at this moment, how could they have ever seen this level of fighting methods?

Shocked and frightened, he hurriedly flashed hundreds of feet away...... I'm afraid of being affected!

"Brother Zhang, who is this red-clothed fairy sacred, how come I have never heard of it before!" A somewhat panicked voice came into his ears, Ye Feng turned his head, but it was a bald-headed cultivator with an ordinary face, and this person's cultivation had also reached the feather stage.

"I haven't seen it either, it's really a bit strange that this fairy can overwhelm Huang Yun Zhenren. I'm afraid that he is already a mid-tier cultivator, and his appearance is so good, there is no reason for him to be so infamous. The person who spoke was in his early thirties, dressed in white, and dressed somewhat like a Confucian cultivator.

......

At the same time, the other monks around him also whispered, for them, the experience of the day was too bizarre, and there was a faint excitement in their fearful eyes.

There are envy and fear, but there are actually a lot of people who gloat, and it is not only for Huang Yunzhen.

When Ye Feng saw it, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and at this moment, a familiar voice came into his ears.

"Brother Ye, this woman may be the same as Daoyou, she is an ascetic. ”

Ye Feng turned his head and saw that it was Zhang Song who came with him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but squeeze out a smile: "Oh, how did Brother Zhang know?" In order to avoid the bloody rain and bloody wind to add unstable factors to the conference, the conference has rules, no matter what enmity the two sides have, they cannot fight within a radius of twenty miles, Huang Yunzhen fled here, presumably to seek the protection of this rule, it stands to reason that even if this woman is a cultivator in the middle of the first line of heaven, there is no reason to completely ignore the rules of the conference, unless she is also an ascetic cultivator who does not care about the world like a Taoist friend。 Otherwise, you won't be disobeying the rules of this place. Zhang Song analyzed.