Chapter 67: The Battle

In the crowd, many people looked at Ye Feng with different colors, although Ye Feng's cultivation made them unable to see through, and it looked like a condensed cultivation, but it did not prevent them from having a strange vision. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Monks, especially immortal cultivators, have too many ways to hide their cultivation, what they are curious about is that Ye Feng actually took a little girl with him, and most of these people already know that this fat man is the substitute of the Nine Elders, and some people also know a thing or two about the Nine Elders.

"Brother Ye, I didn't go back last night, but the West Owl Department should have already sent someone to summon you. Xia Xiu looked at Ye Feng and Shan'er, and couldn't help but ask strangely, then he thought of something, his eyes looked at Huaiying in the crowd, and he suddenly snorted coldly.

"It must have been the villain's doing. After Xia Xiu snorted coldly, he also looked at Ye Feng strangely, and said, "It's not suitable to take Shan'er with you in the battle, you..."

"I know. After Ye Feng finished speaking, he stopped speaking, but his divine consciousness entered his body, but his mind was placed on the tiger whiskers that were entangled in his mind.

There are dozens of people around, old and young, dressed differently, but the cultivation is quite the same, the witches, all have the cultivation above the witch ritual, the monks, also have the cultivation above the foundation, these people seem to be waiting for something, they don't say a word, until not long after, I heard someone whisper: "It's coming." ”

In the crowd, everyone invariably looked at the center of the West Owl Division, only to see there, a behemoth slowly rising, exuding terrifying coercion, and quickly flying towards this side.

"The witch owl of the Western Owl Division. In the crowd, someone whispered.

"It's powerful. ”

"This monster is so terrifying, what kind of cultivation is it, just the coercion, I can't resist. Some of the crowd already knew, and some of them saw it for the first time, and immediately asked in a trembling voice.

The terrifying coercion emitted by the group of people below who became witch owls was that everyone was completely out of breath, and in an instant, let them run their cultivation with all their strength to resist the coercion exuded by this witch owl.

"This is..."Ye Feng in the crowd, his eyes shrank sharply, he had no cultivation, he couldn't resist the coercion at all, in an instant, he pulled Shan'er behind him, and there was a surge of qi and blood in his body, making his face flush in a blink of an eye.

When a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Ye Feng's mouth under this coercion, he heard a low cry in his ears, and in an instant, this coercion disappeared, which made him relieve, and then wiped off the blood on the side of his mouth without leaving a trace, and looked upward.

"This monster..."Ye Feng returned to his previous shock, his eyes looked at the sky above, and the birds that had been huge slowly fell on the heads of the crowd, but what made Ye Feng couldn't believe it was that this monster was exactly the same as the statues on the top of those houses in the West Owl Department, with a human face and a bird body.

"There really is this..."Ye Feng didn't know how to describe this flying bird, but his inner fluctuations were extremely strong, but soon, Ye Feng's eyes gradually began to brighten.

"Today, the battle is open, I hope you will go to the family and contribute more to my West Owl Department, after the war, my clan will dedicate the treasure. "On the behemoth known as the Witch Owl, there is a group of cultivators who are also terrifying.

Among them, Wu Gong Zhangyan of the West Owl Department, with a pair of indifferent eyes, looked directly at the crowd below, and said to them calmly.

"As is customary, if I can get the items on this list, no matter how much, I will buy them twice. After speaking, in front of Zhang Yan, a pile of animal skins inexplicably appeared, and then he threw it towards the crowd below.

Ye Feng took the animal skin that was shot, only to see a few lines of words listed on it, looking at its name, it looked like some spiritual grass or something, Ye Feng had never seen any kind of Ye Feng, and threw it into the storage bag after taking a look.

"This battle, as in the past, life and death are conceited, but the same creation is extraordinary, it varies from person to person, you can grasp it yourself, the specific rules of the Tailing Sect this time are as follows..."Zhang Yan, who was standing on the back of the witch owl, slowly explained to the people below the conditions for the winner of this battle.

"It's changed, in the past, it was just whoever got more spiritual objects was the winner, but this time there was one more, what kind of spiritual breath to get, and this spiritual breath is only one, which will definitely increase the mortality rate of the contestants. In the crowd, there was an old man, obviously a wizard who had participated in the previous session, and at this moment, he frowned and whispered.

"Hey, you have to pay attention this time, those seeded players will definitely be bloodied for this breath. ”

In the crowd, low voices and dissatisfaction abounded, and they suddenly became a little uncalm.

And Ye Feng didn't pay attention to Zhang Yan's words at all at this time, his bright eyes stared at the witch owl in the sky tightly, and his heart became more and more hot.

Witch owl, a huge bird, dozens of feet tall, cyan wings, spread out to cover a side of the sky, a strange human face, a pair of human-like eyes, no waves, a red pointed beak, it makes people feel depressed.

At this moment, this behemoth known as the witch owl, in the air, seemed to feel something, its head moved slightly, and it looked at Ye Feng below, and found a fat man, staring at himself tightly, which made it a little dissatisfied, but then, seeing the fat man's eyes, it was indeed even more annoyed.

Because it found that this fat man seems to be different from others, if it is others, he also looks at himself with fear, and this fat man, just look at it, but in his eyes, there is a persistence that he can't understand, and, as if it is because of himself, this makes it suddenly a hair.

"Humble ants. Wu Yu snorted coldly in his heart, and was about to make the fat man below disappear into this world, when his pupils suddenly shrank, and the human face on his head seemed to be like a human, showing a puzzled expression, and his eyes were unwavering, looking at the fat man below.

"This is..."The witch owl showed an expression of disbelief, and fear gradually appeared in his eyes, and then, as if remembering something, his wings suddenly trembled, and he hurriedly closed his eyes, and never looked down again.

"Lord Wu Ou, what are you..."Zhang Yan, who was on the back of the Wu Ou, seemed to feel the abnormality of the Wu Ou below, so he asked respectfully.

"It's nothing, hurry up, Lao Tzu has to go back to sleep. As if to hide his heart, Wu Yu shouted at Zhang Yan.

"Yes. Although he was puzzled by the attitude of the witch owl, but feeling that the other party was in a bad mood, Zhang Yan still said respectfully, after all, it is the heaven of the West Owl clan.

Glancing at the sky, Zhang Yan said loudly to the monks below, "Let's leave now." ”

For this battle, Zhang Yan had already been disheartened after learning about the situation of the other tribes, so he only asked the upper family of the West Bird Department to bring as many spiritual objects as possible from the Spirit Realm, hoping that the West Bird Department would have the opportunity to cultivate one or two potentials in the future.

Sighing, Zhang Yan waved his big hand, and under the rapid gallop of the witch owl, he flew towards the outside of Tailing Fang.

"I'm tired. Ye Feng watched the crowd keep flying towards the sky, and said to Zhang Yue, who didn't know when he came over.

"I didn't do you any favors, just a gesture. "Zhang Yue is wearing a white velvet robe today, although he has no partner, but as a monk, his appearance is naturally not too bad, he can only see it when he raises his hand, full of femininity, and has a unique temperament.

"What's more, the recent success in breaking through to the middle stage of the witchcraft also depends on the generous gifts given by you and the Ninth Elder. Zhang Yue smiled and nodded, and walked towards the West Owl with Shan'er.

"Let's go. Xia Xiu on the side was already impatient, and after speaking, he rose from the sky.

"Good. Ye Feng glanced at Zhang Yue, knowing that the other party would not participate in this kind of battle for ruin if he was not careful, and it was really helpless to hand over Shan'er to the other party, however, Ye Feng believed that there would be no problem, after all, the young Shan'er had no value, unless he met a villain like Huaiying, and Zhang Yue did not belong to this kind of person at all.

"I really can't help you in any way, but I really want to know if you will surprise the West Owl Division, the battle for this world is too cruel. Looking at Ye Feng who flew out of Tailing Fang, Zhang Yue stood on the stairs at the exit of the West Owl Department, lowered his head, looked at Shan'er, and fell into deep thought.