The disciples of the Ji family have been trapped in the enchantment for a long time, and there are no outsiders to take care of them, and they don't know where the way out is.

At first they were terrified, their hearts were apprehensive, and eventually they became numb.

On the contrary, it is those people who collect the source, who are rarely idle in life, eat and drink, and gradually recover some of their brightness in their eyes.

Suddenly, the robe on the body of a disciple of the Ji family disappeared in an instant.

"Huh!"

Everyone in that enchantment was surprised and a little moved, is it finally that person who is going to take care of them?!

They also thought they would be forgotten here forever.

The disciple of the Ji family, who had been stripped of his clothes, squatted in the corner naked, sad and helpless.

And his companions, who did not dare to say anything, were trapped here like a herd of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

But the master here, apart from this move, no longer cares about them, is really a ruthless and ruthless person.

Ye Qingfeng was wearing the clothes of the Ji family, and his figure flickered, turning into the appearance of the person from the Ji family.

Not only is the appearance and figure exactly the same, but even the breath and cultivation are the same.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Qingfeng looked like a fallen son, and with a thought, she flashed out of the white jade bottle, and the white jade bottle was taken into the sea of suffering.

Previously, when the white jade bottle was fighting against the centipede essence, it was damaged and had many cracks.

The damaged white jade bottle needs to be placed in the sea of suffering, nourished by the chaotic qi, and it can be restored as soon as possible.

And Ye Qingfeng also took the initiative to invoke the essence of the bitter sea to further accelerate the recovery of the white jade bottle.

The white jade bottle is one of her great dependents, and she is naturally precious.

As for the skeleton of the Saint King in the Sea of Suffering, when it comes to hand-to-hand combat, it is definitely a killer existence.

It's just that the bones of the Holy King are too rare to appear easily.

If a trace of breath is leaked and detected by the power of the Ji family, then the power of the Ji family may rush down the mine directly to snatch it, regardless of their identity and danger.

At that time, Ye Qingfeng was really in a desperate situation.

"You should also go out and walk on your own, and move your muscles and bones."

Ye Qingfeng muttered to himself in his heart, his feet did not touch the ground, and he walked cautiously while repairing the white jade bottle in the bitter sea.

And the 365 acupuncture points in her body have not yet been fully filled...... Bah......

Ye Qingfeng muttered to himself, in line with the principle of making the best use of things, Ye Qingfeng opened the acupoints while walking, externalized a few whirlpools, and squeezed out every trace of essence in the excess places.

After all, the more essence reserves in the body, the more chance and confidence there is in danger.

This underground is extremely dark, without any light, but fortunately, Ye Qingfeng has the eye of the sky, and in such a dark environment, he can see clearly.

Passing through a rocky area, there is a straight and open underground passage in front of you.

Ye Qingfeng happened to have entered this passage before, so she also deliberately returned here.

It's just that there are also countless cracks on the stone wall of the passage, which are the terrifying marks left by the centipede spirit when they rampage before.

This long straight passage is the handwriting of the centipede essence.

The centipede spirit lives underground for many years, and in this underground it is free to drill and roam as it pleases, opening up passages or many mines dug out by the Ji family.

Many mines have been dug out by the Ji family, some of which have been abandoned.

And the passages opened up by the centipede spirit extend in all directions, some are curved and some are straight, and some are even connected to those abandoned mines.

But Ye Qingfeng didn't go to those abandoned mines, she was worried that as soon as she showed up, she would be locked by the Ji family's powerful divine sense.

Ye Qingfeng was bold, guessing that such a well-polished straight passage should be connected to the centipede spirit's lair.

The centipede spirit has lived underground for so long, and it is active in the rich land of the mining area......

The old nest should be at the end of this passage, Ye Qingfeng wants to take a look.

Unsure of the unknown danger ahead, Ye Qingfeng became more and more cautious, removing the gray vortex, completely releasing his divine sense, and every meter he advanced, he was full of caution.

The further you go, the stronger the smell of the centipede old demon remains.

"The old demon's lair is set ahead!"

Ye Qingfeng's heart was determined, and he moved forward for dozens of meters.

Suddenly, a little rustling sound sounded in this empty passage.

The originally very subtle sound was amplified by this empty passage, and it sounded a little creepy.

"What could it be? Could it be another big demon?! ”

Ye Qingfeng was shocked in his heart, and immediately reined in all his breath, and used the Yuan Tian Divine Technique to stand against the stone wall, completely integrating himself with the surrounding stone wall, without revealing a trace of his human breath.

This wonderful method of concealing one's body is, of course, from the "Book of Origins", and it is an advanced level of the "Great Law of Changing the Heaven and the Earth", and people who have no understanding will not be able to cultivate this level at all.

Coupled with Ye Qingfeng's rare chaotic physique, he was simply the best seedling for cultivating this method.

The rustling sound has been going on all along.

However, Ye Qingfeng sniffed it carefully again, and he didn't smell any big demon breath.

So she was very careful, leaning against the stone wall, like a turtle crawling, cautiously approaching the sound.

Twenty meters further, Ye Qingfeng finally saw that in the pitch black, more than a dozen silver mice as big as cats were lining up, carrying things out from the centipede spirit's nest.

The team is still very neat and energetic, with two hind paws on the ground and two front paws facing upward, holding things like source materials and white bones.

"Huh!" Ye Qingfeng couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "It's really the predecessors who planted the trees, and the descendants who took advantage of the shade!" ”

She spent a lot of effort to solve the centipede essence, but this group of rats stole the fruits of her victory.

Is it tolerable or unbearable!

Today, I have to let these rats know what it is, and the praying mantis catches cicadas and yellow finches.

Ye Qingfeng secretly grinded his teeth, and made sure that there were no big demons among those rats, just some small demons in the Bitter Sea Realm, so he suddenly activated the essence in his body, and in an instant, seventeen or eighteen palms suddenly appeared all over his body, and at the same time grabbed those busy rats.

The body is full of energy, and the shot is also so arrogant and domineering, and it is a quick solution.

Since she could see clearly, she shot accurately, quickly and accurately.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and when you make a move, you don't leave a single one.

"Whew!"

Ye Qingfeng slapped seventeen or eighteen times, swept out at the same time, directly pinched the stubby necks of those mice, and then threw them into the white jade bottle, and threw them to those trapped people to eat.

As for the dozen or so mice, they were already in the dark, their eyes were black, and they didn't understand what was going on, and they didn't see what was attacking them, and they didn't say a word, and they were directly thrown into a small world full of people.

And Ye Qingfeng did things neatly, took those silver mice, and no longer paid attention to them, and immediately swung out the seventeen or eighteen big slaps, and put the things that the rats threw away in a hurry, like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, into the palm of his hand, and once again threw them into the white jade bottle.

Looking forward to commuter pass support!