At the headquarters of the Longteng Alliance, four pseudo-god realm masters returned with Yin Zhiming. Thirty nine-level masters of the Holy Realm, only seven of them came back. All seven were seriously injured and their souls were severely damaged. Some of the others died on the top of Tianshan Mountain, and some of them melted their bodies on the way, their souls dissipated, and they died completely.

Seeing that he returned to the Longteng Alliance, Yin Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief. He was already scared, especially the black snowflakes, which was simply a nightmare.

"Ye Xiaofeng," he said with gritted teeth and hatred. He thought that this time he would definitely make Ye Xiaofeng compromise, humiliate Ye Xiaofeng, and then kill Ye Xiaofeng. Who knew that in the end, Ye Xiaofeng humiliated him again and almost killed him, making him in a mess.

Although Ye Xiaofeng knelt down at him on the top of Tianshan Mountain, he now realized how ridiculous his actions were. It was just a better cooperation with Ye Xiaofeng to implement a delaying strategy. In particular, it was even more stupid to make Ye Xiaofeng lose his cultivation. It was precisely because of this incident that Ye Xiaofeng numbed himself and once again seriously injured him.

"Young master, you don't need to be discouraged. This time, Ye Xiaofeng also suffered huge losses." Seeing Yin Zhiming gritting his teeth and glaring at him, a pseudo-god realm master comforted him.

It would be fine if he didn't speak, but as soon as he spoke, Yin Zhiming felt angry.

Bang-

Yin Zhiming gave the pseudo-god master a fierce ear, and then stared at the pseudo-god master with great angrily and asked: "I have asked you at that time. You all think that Ye Xiaofeng abolished his cultivation, but the result is! I was almost killed by him."

Yin Zhiming's tone was full of anger. It was because he believed the other party's words that he felt completely relieved. Unexpectedly, Ye Xiaofeng had not abolished his cultivation at all.

Of course, Yin Zhiming was not blaming them for this matter, but venting all the aggrievances in his heart on this pseudo-god realm master.

At this time, the pseudo-god master's face was rising, as if he had gained weight.

"Young master, we didn't expect Ye Xiaofeng to hide so deeply. He even deceived us. It can be seen that the skills he practiced are very extraordinary. We have investigated for so long but haven't found out what skills he practiced." The pseudo-god realm master said with his head down.

"Young master, I'm sorry, it's our fault that made you wronged, but our actions have made progress this time. At least we killed the most important woman in Ye Xiaofeng's heart, which will make him even more sad." Another expert in the pseudo-god realm said.

After hearing this, Yin Zhiming felt a little comforted. He couldn't help but remember the scene of the woman dying for him. He knew clearly that the feeling of heartache after the person he liked was killed.

Ye Xiaofeng, you finally tasted this kind of taste! Yin Zhiming thought hatefully.

At this time, Yin Zhiming felt that the strange power in his body was still destroying the structure inside his body, and he couldn't help frowning, "You can help me drive away the strange power in my body first!"

"Yes." Four pseudo-god realm masters said respectfully in unison.

The four of them emitted a light at the same time, and then entered Ye Xiaofeng's body, driving away the power for Ye Xiaofeng.

The power of emotions is originally invisible and formless, and they cannot drive away an abstract thing at all, so they can only let this power spread.

"What's going on? What kind of power is this? It's so weird that our true energy actually penetrates directly and cannot be stopped at all?" A pseudo-god realm expert frowned.

"It's really weird. What kind of martial arts he has practiced? He actually has such strange power." said another expert from the pseudo-god realm.

"Now there is only one way."

The four nodded at the same time. They knew that since this power could not be eliminated, they had to absorb the power into their bodies, so that the power in Yin Zhiming's body would be eliminated.

The four of them circulate their true energy and absorb the power, and generally check the condition in Yin Zhiming's body.

After an hour, Yin Zhiming breathed a sigh of relief, but the faces of the four pseudo-god masters became extremely pale.

The pseudo-god realm master is a pseudo-god realm master. The power of emotions only caused them to suffer a little bit of slight injury.

A pseudo-god realm master looked at Yin Zhiming's broken arm, hesitated for a moment and said, "Young master, all the activities of the tissues near your broken arm have been destroyed. Unless you find any precious grass leaves, you may not be able to recover."

"What?" After hearing this, Yin Zhiming was shocked. He would lose one arm and become a one-armed man.

"Are you really not able to do anything?" Yin Zhiming's face was extremely gloomy. He didn't want to be a disabled person. He didn't want his image to be ruined.

"That kind of power is too special. I'm afraid we can only fight it if we study what power it is." A pseudo-god realm expert said in a low voice, and seemed to have a tone of guilt.

Yin Zhiming didn't say anything, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and there was a hint of fear.

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On the top of Tianshan Mountain, all the true energy in Ye Xiaofeng's body was restrained. He completely turned into an ordinary person. Flying snow fell between his hair and his shoulders. Not long after, he turned into a snowman.

The snowflakes piled thicker and thicker, and Ye Xiaofeng stood forever like a sculpture of ice and snow.

One day, two days,

Finally one day, a sigh of pain and sadness sounded on the top of Tianshan Mountain.

Kakka--

The ice and snow cracked, and Ye Xiaofeng's figure appeared. His eyes were confused and he walked forward like a mechanical one, without a goal or direction, and he just followed his feelings.

He had long gray-white hair and a beard and mouth full of stubble. No one could recognize his appearance. I am afraid no one would have thought that the famous Ye Xiaofeng would look like this.

He walked casually all the way, his clothes were torn and sad, and he seemed to be immersed in some past events.

Some people think that Ye Xiaofeng is a beggar, and thousands of people come to persuade Ye Xiaofeng to practice hard, and maybe he can practice successfully and make a big splash.

Today's society has changed, and everyone can practice. I'm afraid there is only one beggar like Ye Xiaofeng in the whole of China.

"Humans are dressed so hard. Since we came to our Divine Feather Clan, we didn't see that they looked like masters."

Ye Xiaofeng didn't know how long he had been walking, but suddenly a voice sounded in his ears, making him wake up.

"Is this an insult to our Shenyu clan?"

"It must be, otherwise they wouldn't have let such people come to our Shenyu clan."

Many famous Shenyu tribe members surrounded Ye Xiaofeng and stared at him.

"I actually arrived at the Divine Feather Clan?" Ye Xiaofeng sighed slightly, and he didn't know how he could step into the territory of the Divine Feather Clan.

"Is it because they are still thinking about her?" he thought to himself: Maybe it's because they are very similar!

At most four or five days,
Chapter completed!