The eleven ghost guards in the air fought with the five old men in the dark sky, and they fell into a life-and-death decisive battle, and if they were not careful, someone would fall.

And at this time, a powerful momentum soared into the sky, rushing these sixteen people alive, forming a blank field in the middle.

"It's so strong!"

Ye Feng was frightened for a while, and an old man in a sixtieth year slowly walked out of the carriage, looking childish and ninety-year-old.

Looking at the realm, it is only the middle of the Immortal Martial Realm, this is the reason why Ye Feng was shocked, his realm is not as good as Elder Kun Dong, but this momentum is obviously even stronger than Elder Kun Dong.

"Wait and retreat quickly, otherwise our Persian royal family will be unwelcome!"

The old man's tone was calm, but no one dared to doubt the prestige of the old man, just based on this sentence, with a soul power attack, the ghost guard had no expression on his face, but Hei Luo's face changed greatly.

"Whew!"

Hei Luo blew a whistle, and the eleven ghost guards suddenly all returned, and a row stood on either side of Hei Luo.

"I offended a lot just now, and I ask my seniors to forgive me, but you have to be careful of this kid, I already have two ghost guards planted in his hands, your Persian royal family is still careful, it is better to hand him over to us directly, from now on, we will never bother again!"

It doesn't work to come hard, Hei Luo plans to come to the soft one, hoping that the Persian royal family can take the initiative to hand over Ye Feng.

However, as soon as Hei Luo said this, he was even more sure that there must be something disgraceful about Ye Feng.

The will of the gods, except for the master of the Great Luo Courtyard, no one knows it yet, and if it is known, it will definitely be obtained by all means.

"Our Persian royal family doesn't eat your set, obediently take your people and get out!"

The old man had an angry tone, and he was also the old man in green clothes.

Hei Luo's eyes rolled back and forth, thinking about a way, if Ye Feng was brought into the Persian royal family, it would be really difficult to capture him, but he was unwilling to give up.

Gritting his teeth, Hei Luo's eyes showed a gloomy look.

"Okay, since the Persian royal family has intervened, we admit it, I hope you can continue to be tough!"

Hei Luo had another plan, first let the Persian royal family take Ye Feng away, and was thinking of a way to sneak into the Persian royal family and bring Ye Feng out quietly, anyway, he had a ghost eye silence seal on his body, and he could find Ye Feng in a very short time.

Seeing everyone slowly leave and disappear on the savage grassland, Hei Luo quietly followed with the eleven ghost guards.

Along the way, Ye Feng was very calm, no one came to disturb him, so he walked like this for half a month, passing through many big cities.

At night, he threw Ye Feng aside, guarded by a special person, and during the day, he threw himself into the carriage and bumped all the way.

In the past half a month, Ye Feng has tried his best to find a way, and the ghost eye in his body has no intention of being shaken, as long as the ghost eye is resolved, Ye Feng can find a way to break away from the Persian royal family.

After a few more days, countless buildings appeared in front of it, and finally entered the territory of the Persian royal family.

"Boom Boom ......"

As soon as he entered the city, there was a clatter from a distance, and a neat procession appeared to greet the princess.

"Welcome to the princess!"

Everyone said in unison.

Soon, the two sides began to hand over, and after entering the city, the royal guards took over and brought the princess back to the palace, while the others returned to their respective residences.

As for the old man and the old man, they have always accompanied them, they are royal guests, and after they come back, they perform their own duties.

"Who is this man!"

The man at the head of the royal guard was wearing golden armor, shining with golden light, riding a tall horse, holding a spear in his right hand, pointing at Ye Feng and asking.

"We brought this man back on the road, put him in a gladiator cell first, and we will take him away in two days!"

Su Lao said, they are all Elders of Keqing, and there is no prison for prisoners, so they can only detain Ye Feng in other places first, and after they are busy with the things at hand, they are asking Ye Feng.

"Yes, Elder!"

The man in the golden armor was deeply jealous of the old man, and spoke in a very respectful tone.

The two sides began to hand over, but after a tea time, they changed to another army and walked deeper into the street with Ye Feng.

Looking at the streets, Ye Feng's eyes kept turning, it seemed that he was really a frog at the bottom of the well, the prosperity of this Persian imperial city was beyond his imagination, but he felt that even the famous Sioux City was less than one-tenth of it.

There is no sense of disobedience in the shuttle between all kinds of human beings, everyone gets along very well together, various shops are full of dazzling goods, and some warriors swagger around the streets.

These were not enough to shock Ye Feng, mainly because the strength of the martial artists here was a cut above the general ones he had seen.

For example, the same is the Tianwu Realm, Ye Feng has seen it in other places, at most it is a medium level, and he can easily skip the challenge.

But seeing the Heavenly Martial Realm martial artists here, Ye Feng was deeply surprised, their strength was much stronger than those he had seen, and it seemed that there was some huge potential lurking in their bodies.

This kind of surprise is only a fleeting, although it is stronger than what he has seen, there is still a big gap compared to himself, and his strength is nine times or even more than ten times that of the same level.

Passing through the streets, you soon see a huge city gate, which is the heart of the Persian royal family.

The team was divided into two groups again, one wave entered the royal family with the princess, while the other group walked towards the left with Ye Feng.

For Ye Feng, it doesn't matter where he is, the most important thing for him now is to dissolve this ghost eye, which is the top priority.

After a stick of incense, Ye Feng was taken into the gloomy basement, and saw that in the cells on both sides, there were many young and strong men imprisoned, and what shocked Ye Feng even more was that these people were full of killing energy, and they all seemed to have just returned from the battlefield.

opened a vacant cell and threw Ye Feng in, and then the soldiers gave an explanation and left the cell.

The divine sense emanated, and Ye Feng found that there were a total of twenty people imprisoned in this dungeon, and the lowest strength was the early stage of the Heavenly Martial Realm, and the highest was the peak of the Heavenly Martial Realm.

Each person's body exuded a strong killing aura, especially the bulging muscles on their bodies, which reminded Ye Feng of a word, could it be that they were all gladiators?

In Western countries, gladiators prevailed, and the nobility liked to duel for fun, cultivating many strong gladiators, and fighting every day, which not only brought considerable benefits, but also a way for some royals and nobles to entertain.

The Persian royal family is close to the extreme west, and the martial arts are very different from the Heavenly Spirit Academy, even the races are very different, and the humans here are generally blond and blue-eyed, with strong figures.

After Ye Feng was brought in, many people stood up and lay on the edge of the cell, looking at the not very strong man in front of them, with a hint of mockery.

"Hey, who are you and how did you end up locked up here!"

On Ye Feng's left side, a man asked Ye Feng with a mocking look.

And Ye Feng turned a blind eye, and actually sat down cross-legged, ignoring the people around him, and began to dissolve the ghost eyes.

Seeing that Ye Feng ignored them, these people began to roar, but there was a cage trapped, and they couldn't help Ye Feng.

"Boom!"

"Be honest with me!"

A soldier with a steel rod knocked on the cell door, and the men began to retract and sit back in their cells one by one.

Precipitating his mind, Ye Feng's spirit came to the inside of his body again, looking at the ghost eyes that looked like dog skin plasters, tightly glued to his body, revealing a trace of sadness.

All kinds of methods have been tried by Ye Feng, burned and frozen, and they have all been tried by Ye Feng one by one, but they have no effect.

Even Ye Feng even sacrificed the Nine Hells Demon Ding, and if he wanted to absorb this ghost eye, he still couldn't do anything.

In the end, Ye Feng summed up an answer, only by killing the owner of this ghost eye will this ghost eye disappear from his body.

But Ye Feng would definitely not give up, although he couldn't immediately pull the ghost eye out of his body, after Ye Feng's continuous consumption, the ghost eye seemed to be a little dim, although it was very small, Ye Feng was also very excited.

"With the current progress, it will take at least two months to clear the ghost eye, do I have to stay in this dark cell for these two months?" Ye Feng said in his heart.

There is no other way in front of him, once he leaves the Persian royal family, he will be hunted down by Heiluo, and he can only take one step at a time.

In the middle of the Persian royal family, a carriage drove straight into a side hall, and four or five court ladies arrived.

"Welcome back, princess!"

Qizinafu, the curtain opened, and a blonde beauty stepped out of the carriage, a pair of deep blue eyes, as if she could see through the soul of a person.

"I'm tired, don't disturb my rest!"

The blonde beauty said simply, returned to the room, and hurried continuously, not to mention that she only had the Tianwu Realm, even if it was the Xianwu Realm, she was also a little tired.

In the Persian royal hall, six old men rushed in, it was the old man and the old man who came back together just now.

"Everyone, Aiqing, you are fortunate!"

On the top of the main hall, there is a burly man sitting in a golden dragon robe, it is the Persian emperor Hai Wuyi, the Persian royal family has been passed into his hands, it is already the tenth generation, and the generation is stronger and stronger.

"These are all things that courtiers should do, the emperor is too polite!"

The six old men said in unison.

"Aiqing, please sit down and talk about this trip to Dia!"

Hai Wuya's tone was calm, not like the Lord of the First Emperor, but he could sense a terrifying energy from his body, and this energy made the six old men below fidget.

"Back to the emperor, things are going well, the princess has successfully been inherited, but our whereabouts seem to have been known by the people of the Dia royal family!"

The old man's brow furrowed slightly.

"Then how did they react!"

Hai Wuya hurriedly asked.

"When we were about to leave the kingdom of Dia, the people of the royal family of Dia found us and invited us to enter the palace for a banquet, we couldn't refuse, so we agreed, and then the eldest prince of Diya saw the princess, fell in love at first sight, and announced in public that he wanted to marry the princess and become Dia's mother!"

The old man had a helpless tone, Hai Wuya should be able to sense it, they had no reason to refuse at that time.

Then the six of them talked a lot about the Dia royal family, as well as the distribution of the strength of the Dia royal family, which were the issues that the Persian emperor Hai Wuya cared about.