When Ye Feng walked out of the hotel gate alone, the bald middle-aged owner of the hotel couldn't believe it, suspecting that something was wrong with his eyes, and rubbed his eyes several times in succession, only to realize that he was not mistaken.

It was indeed the young man in the black shirt who survived.

The innkeeper had thought that the young man would be unlucky, but now it seemed that things were going in a completely different direction than he had expected.

Judging from the movement just now, there must have been a fight above, and the bald middle-aged owner of the inn cautiously went upstairs and found a large group of people surrounding the room where the accident occurred, pointing and whispering with surprised faces.

The bald middle-aged boss walked to the door of the guest room and listened to the conversation of the others, feeling a sense of foreboding in his heart.

The hallway was in shambles, and he hurried to the door of the room and looked inside—obediently, this room had just experienced an earthquake?

The bed, sofa, and wardrobe furniture in the entire room were all reduced to pieces, and even the surrounding walls were torn through several large holes, cracks and cracks spread in the walls, and the whole high-risk room could collapse at any time.

How much will it cost him to renovate?

The bald middle-aged boss had a pain in his flesh, but what made him strange was that there was not even a person in the entire room, only some places had traces of being burned by the flames, which were not obvious.

What about the four fierce guys?

The bald boss would never have thought that they had been killed by the young man in the black shirt just now, and their bodies were destroyed.

......

Ye Feng left the hotel, and Zhao Mou followed closely behind him, floating in the air behind him.

Just now, he can be said to have killed Situ Zangdao with his own hands, but the ability to destroy corpses and trace traces is still only available to Ye Feng. In order to avoid trouble, Ye Feng will definitely destroy the corpse if he kills people now.

At this time, Zhao Cup was still excited, and it was really a great pleasure in life to be able to kill his enemy with his own hands.

He was a little impatient, and wanted to go back to Yanjing to tell Scar the news, but unfortunately Ye Feng's business of coming to the desert was not finished yet, and he couldn't leave halfway.

After a while, Ling Chen also floated over from another direction, and his figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, constantly floating up and down, and soon went around in another direction, and became farther and farther away.

Soon, a group of more than a dozen people in gray robes ran after Ling Chen, who was looming.

"Stop!"

"Chase!"

"Who knows what that thing is?"

......

A group of people showed unparalleled interest in the looming Ling Chen, but it was a pity that no matter how much they chased them, it was impossible for them to catch up with Ling Chen, just after luring them away, Ling Chen would come back to follow Ye Feng.

This group of gray-robed guys were all from the Heavenly Sword Hall at a glance, and among them, there were two old men who had cultivated for eighty years, and they probably noticed that there was a change in the inn, so they hurriedly rushed back.

ran into Ling Chen halfway, and was led to the side by Ling Chen's slight means.

Ye Feng took out a straw hat from the storage ring, put it on the top of his head, and then walked all the way to the south of the town according to the news that Zhao Cup had just gotten.

Just now, Zhao Cup didn't appear directly when he saw Situ Zangdao, but listened to their conversation before that, and the desert ruins found by the Zhilu Dao Taiji Hall were just south of the desert town, and they had been walking more than twenty kilometers away.

Getting this valuable information gave Ye Feng a clear goal.

Perhaps because there were some things that interfered with the detection in the ruins, Ye Feng's star compass couldn't find the specific location of the teleportation array, and only knew that the Dao was within a large area near this desert town.

Soon, Ling Chen led away the group of Heavenly Sword Hall and easily floated back to Ye Feng's side.

From a distance, it looked like Ye Feng walked out of the town alone and walked out of the southern desert alone. But in fact, there are two ghosts floating above him, always on the alert.

Ye Feng's divine sense range also reached two hundred meters, and he was always vigilant all around, including under the desert, and once there was any abnormality, he would immediately discover it.

From the words of Situ Zangdao and the others chatting, Ye Feng knew that the four sects of the Dao Taiji Palace, the Divine Fist Gate, the Heavenly Sword Palace, and the Tang Family had already sent people to the desert at this time, which was really a hindrance to Ye Feng.

"The Fire Cloud Demon Lord is hiding in that ruins, these guys don't know whether they are alive or dead, if they run into the Fire Cloud Demon Lord, they will all end up being burned to death......"

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and quickly shook his head, even if these guys were burned to death, it was someone else's business, what did it have to do with him Ye Feng?

Taiji Palace, Divine Fist Sect, and Heavenly Sword Palace, these three sects are not Ye Feng's friends anyway. As for the Tang family, it seems that he didn't need to worry about the safety of the other party when he drove his mother Tang Qingling out of the Tang family.

It's better to die, then the entire world will be quiet-Ye Feng couldn't help but think evilly.

With a distance of more than 20 kilometers, if it was on ordinary flat land, Ye Feng could run it in more than ten minutes when he cast the Swift Shadow Immortal Trail. But now in the endless desert, if he performs the Swift Shadow Trail Run, it will be easy for others to observe.

Therefore, he can only move forward stealth!

Half an hour later, the invisible one person and two ghosts finally came to the target location, and on the endless yellow sand, tents and simple living facilities gradually appeared, and people in the martial arts came and went in it, including the people of the three major sects above.

The Taiji Palace, the Shenquan Gate, and the Tang Family, all three of them set up camp in this boundless sea of sand, in order to enter the entrance of that ruin, get some benefits from it, and enhance the strength of their own sects.

As for the Heavenly Sword Palace, due to the late arrival, a group of people are still staying in the desert town, and they are still playing the idea of praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finch.

It's a pity that when he ran into Ye Feng, he had already lost four elite disciples before he entered the desert, which can be said to be the first to die before he could get out of the desert......

"Ahead is the entrance to the ruins. ”

Ye Feng was incognito close to the camp of the three major sects, always on guard. Originally, this place was just a piece of yellow sand and there was nothing, but now it has become a gathering place for the three major sects, and there are hundreds of people in the entire camp.

It can be found that the people of the three major sects live in harmony on the surface, but the entire camp is an undercurrent, after all, now, their three major sects are competitors to each other.

Soon, Ye Feng approached a tent and heard two old men talking in a whisper.

"A few days ago, the fire on the edge of the sky fell into the entrance of the ruins, what did your faction find today?"

"No news has come. How is your faction?"

"I got the news that the people of the Taiji Hall seem to have found something amazing in the big passage on the left side of the ruins......"

"What's the big deal?"

"A wall of fire!"

......

Ye Feng hid outside the tent, listening to the two talk about this, he couldn't help but be shocked, a wall of fire in the ruins?

After that wall of fire, it must be the place where the Fire Cloud Demon Lord is hiding, and I don't know if these people in the martial arts are trying to find a way to pass through that wall of fire? If so, what awaits them must be endless destruction!