Chapter 1359                                                            �

Looking at the old man's solemn expression and listening to the words with heavy atmosphere, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was surprisingly calm. After listening to the old man silently, a faint smile appeared on his lips and said, "Senior, when will he believe that fate will be determined?"

Ye Feng's words were not to mock the old man, but more of a kind of confidence. Before the old man could speak, he continued to shake his head and said, "I don't believe it. My Ye Feng's life has always been in his own hands. It's not God's turn to say it. As long as I refuse, even if it's God, don't think about taking my life away easily!"

From rebirth to the present, it has been countless springs and autumns in a blink of an eye. Most of the time, Night Peak has been wandering on the edge of death and wandering on the endless edge of life and death. He thinks he can survive, and it is not ruled out that he has luck, but most of it is because of himself.

If he hadn't been strong enough, how could he have been so lucky?

The old man looked at Ye Feng blankly. At this time, a strong evil sneer appeared on Ye Feng's mouth, and an indescribable look of madness appeared on his clear and angular face, so crazy that he seemed to take everything in the heavens and everything, so crazy that he seemed to be the only one in the whole world.

After a moment of stunned silence, the old man gradually came back to his senses, his face became heavier, staring at Ye Feng and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I heard from me that this time is not as simple as you thought. Your combat power is not weak now and can crush ordinary great saint realm power, but you must know that there must be emperor-level power among the gods in the lower realm. If you have personally participated in the battle of Tianji Pavilion, you should be very clear about how terrifying the emperor-level power is. The god who escaped from the immortal monument has lost too much combat power, and it is impossible to compare with the emperor-level power at the peak, but at the last moment, he also pulled the Dao Emperor's life away..."

"And I have a feeling that it is impossible that only one emperor-level god will come, and the power in the Shura Holy Realm cannot be stopped at all. It is precisely because you are hope that you must survive!"

The old man's words were very heavy, and he spoke word by word, and he bit clearly.

But Ye Feng's smile continued to decline, and the evil spirit that came from his sneer and the crazy attitude that came out of his bones became stronger and stronger.

His eyes were like two burning fires, and he rushed straight into the sky, saying, "Senior, I understand what you said, but even if I, Ye Feng, died in battle, I would never leave everyone in the Holy Palace alone. Even if I die, I will burn my last drop of blood and make them pay the price of blood!"

"The Tao of the world follows nature, and the mystery of all things is hidden in it. No one can break free from this kind of cage. But I am different from Yefeng. My life is only by me and not by the sky!"

"I know what I think. I know that I care about me and do my best, but I don't understand me. If I choose to survive alone in a critical moment, even if I really survive, then what's the point? My relatives and friends are not around. What's the point of living? I am an imperial body. I have to go through the baptism of mountains of corpses and blood in my life. Only when I look at death can I become more and more sharp. If I fear and lose my indomitable fighting spirit and original intention, how can my martial arts be truly perfect in the future?"

Ye Feng looked at the old man and his words exploded like thunder. Seeing that the old man seemed to want to continue speaking, he interrupted with a smile: "Senior, don't say much. I, Ye Feng, live for my whole life just to protect my relatives and friends. Besides, it's not until the end, it's still unknown who will kill me. So what about the emperor-level god? If you offend me, you should be punished!"

After Ye Feng said that, he burst into laughter. The aura that originally gave people was completely gone in an instant, and an unprecedented sharp edge was emitted from his body, like a sharp blade that could pierce all things, revealing a stimulating murderous intent.

The old man stared at Ye Feng's unrestrained laughter, with his black hair dancing without wind. Since he met Ye Feng, he had never seen Ye Feng look so crazy. The crazy and evil charm that emanated from his bones made him feel a little trembling.

After leaving the courtyard where the old man lived, Ye Feng returned to the courtyard in the southwest corner of the Holy Palace. Xuan Yue has now gone to seclusion with her pills. The courtyard is empty. Ye Feng walked in alone and felt the breeze blowing on his face, and he couldn't help feeling cold and desolate.

He sat silently on the stone bench in the yard, watching the flowers blooming in the yard, but he sighed secretly in his heart.

Naturally, he could not leave alone. He was at the top of Tianzhu Peak in his previous life. He had a proud alchemy technique and was almost complete, but he was unable to save his master. He watched his master cut off his limbs and his head by a powerful enemy. That was the eternal pain in his heart.

After being reborn, he secretly vowed that in this life, he would make everything surrender to his feet, not to obtain an eternal long life as the world, nor to ask the people of the world to respect and worship him, but to protect the people around him. The Holy Palace of Killing the God was founded by him, carrying the countless hard work of Emperor Zhuge and the endless expectations of the elders of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace. How could he only care about his own lives and ignore the lives of everyone?

Moreover, the words he said to the old man just now were definitely not on a whim, nor was it simply unwillingness or unyieldingness to surrender. In fact, he had already made plans in his heart.

"It seems that I have to go to the Holy City first..." Ye Feng looked into the direction of the Holy City from afar, and said quietly.

The holy city has long been transformed into ruins, but there are still some extraordinary things there, such as the sculptures of the great emperors. Ye Feng had a bold idea in his mind, which was to put several sculptures of the great emperors into the Sumeru Realm. He wanted to borrow the power of the sculptures of the great emperors.

He thought so, and he had his own plans. At the same time, he also wanted to go to the ancient battlefield to meet the remnant thoughts of Emperor Zhuge.

He knew that this battle would definitely be a lifeless battle for him. Ye Feng actually didn't expect him to survive, but he would not retreat.

When he remembered those sculptures of the Great Emperor, he felt complicated and not only recalled what happened before the sculpture for the first time.

When I looked at the sculpture of the Demon Ancestor, I accidentally saw a ray of devil's thoughts hidden in the sculpture. That devil had said some words to him that seemed mysterious and mysterious to him, but there was one sentence he remembered very clearly. Devil's devil once said: "The blood of the gods hidden in the Mount of Wudao is here. When the time comes, it can reshape the demon's sorrow!"

"Now the catastrophe is in the face of the catastrophe, only nine days left. Should I go and see it and try to reshape the demon sect!" Ye Feng frowned and said to himself. Although he had no idea how to reshape this warrior, Ye Feng felt that the time had come.

If Demon Sorrow can be reshaped, then the power of this extraordinary fierce soldier will definitely be unimaginable, and his combat power will definitely skyrocket.
Chapter completed!