Ye Xiaofeng's long sword made of clone was returned to the scabbard, and an inexplicable aura between the world disappeared.

With a mysterious swordsmanship, Ye Xiaofeng looks like a peerless swordsman with a very mysterious pattern. Of course, this temperament is different from Ximen Canxue and others. They practiced swordsmanship since they were young and had a kind of innate arrogance.

It's like a tall and upward mountain.

"It's time." Ye Xiaofeng's face became solemn. In his divine court, the divine baby sitting in chaos opened his eyes, as if he could penetrate Ye Xiaofeng's eyebrows and see the outside world.

"The divine baby is differentiated and imprints all spirits."

The eight words were slowly read out from Ye Xiaofeng's mouth. He formed mysterious and complex hand seals in his hands. The actions of the divine infant in the divine court were exactly the same, and both had mysterious hand seals.

Swallows!

As the mysterious handprints were pinched, a series of spiritual lights rushed out from Ye Xiaofeng's eyebrows and broke through the air. These spiritual lights took away a large amount of pure energy from Ye Xiaofeng.

No one saw this scene at all. As the spiritual light broke through the air, Ye Xiaofeng's aura became much weaker, and his whole body revealed a sense of fatigue, as if he was seriously injured.

It took an hour for Ye Xiaofeng to stop his handprints. At this moment, his white robe was soaked, and a large amount of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He looked extremely weak, his temples were gray and much older, and he changed from a handsome young man to a middle-aged man.

There was only one phantom left in the divine baby in his divine court, and almost all disappeared.

call--

Ye Xiaofeng exhaled a breath of turbid air, looking palpitations, "Fortunately, I have a deep skill, otherwise my cultivation would have retreated directly to the realm of the immortal gods. I didn't expect that the level of the Ten Thousand Spirits Heart Sutra would consume so much energy. Now my cultivation has dropped by at least 60%.

In ten years, Ye Xiaofeng combined the way of heaven and humanity and realized a peerless martial art, the Heart Sutra of All Spirits. He wanted to improve his cultivation to the level closest to the God King.

Unexpectedly, he divided the divine baby and almost turned him into an ordinary person. Although he is still a powerful emperor, his vitality is also severely damaged.

The Heart Sutra of All Spirits is an extremely strange technique that focuses on understanding life. Although Ye Xiaofeng used to seal his cultivation and understand life everywhere, he was still him, and he had his thinking.

Now he differentiated the divine baby, reincarnated, and regenerated a living individual, allowing them to completely go their own way, and then realized that of course, Ye Xiaofeng firmly sealed the Heart Sutra of All Spirits in the flying spirit lights.

"After a hundred years, I will know how the effect is. The most important thing now is to add it. Otherwise, I will be no match for any powerful emperor who comes to me." Ye Xiaofeng said to himself, then closed his eyes and entered a state of deep cultivation. Now he is practicing the Heart Sutra of All Spirits that he created himself.

At this time, no one knew about this in the entire lost world, and no one Ye Xiaofeng had actually understood such a perverted martial art, and could actually separate the divine baby and re-form a life individual.

Whether it is the master of the Red Sun Plain or other forces, they have become accustomed to Ye Xiaofeng's mystery, many people think that Ye Xiaofeng is going to practice something.

At this time, the world is lost, and babies are born in many places. When these babies are born, there is a small round light seal on the center of their eyebrows. In an instant, the light seal on the center of these babies' eyebrows disappears, as if they have merged into the baby's divine court.

These babies have diverse identities. Some were born directly in large forces, some were poor and backward primitive villages, and some were born in business families, etc.

The weak souls of these babies have been assimilated by the spiritual light differentiated by Ye Xiaofeng, forming a new life form. Ye Xiaofeng can still feel their existence, but it will not affect their lives.

Everyone, a life, performs a drama, whether sad or happy, they will understand their own understanding of life on the road of self-growth.

In a blink of an eye, it was another ten years. After ten years of cultivation, Ye Xiaofeng recovered, but his cultivation level had not recovered, which was far from before, but now he did not feel that weakness.

Moreover, after practicing the Heart Sutra of All Spirits, he exuded an unparalleled affinity, as if no matter who saw him, he would feel good.

As for now, no one can see through his cultivation level. His cultivation level seems to be blocked by a fog, making people unable to see it clearly.

In the city in the center of the chaos in the Red Sun Plain, Ye Xiaofeng sat by the small lake filled with spiritual energy, holding a special fishing rod, fishing quietly.

Today, the earth's spiritual energy is extremely rich, even the fish living in the water are contaminated with spiritual energy and tastes extremely delicious.

Fishing is a way to exercise patience, which can also allow a person to relax, forget his sorrow, and make his mind more transparent.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaofeng moved slightly, and ripples rippled around the place where the fish hook was. The fish that was about to be hooked just now slipped away and disappeared.

Ye Xiaofeng showed a smile on his face.

At this time, a figure slowly walked towards him. This figure was Zhang Chuchen who had been out for a long time.

"I'm back. This time I'm out, I seem to have gained a lot. Although your cultivation has not improved a lot, the aura on your body has become much calmer, the mood has become more peaceful, and the will is firmer." Ye Xiaofeng nodded with satisfaction.

"Master, you," Zhang Chuchen was very nervous when he saw Ye Xiaofeng's long gray-white hair.

"Don't worry, it's okay, it's just that something went wrong during the practice!" Ye Xiaofeng smiled.

Even if Zhang Chuchen is his disciple, he will not tell him about his way of practicing. If you can't even control your own mouth, can you still control others?

Although he believed that Zhang Chuchen would not say it out.

Hearing Ye Xiaofeng's words, Zhang Chuchen breathed a sigh of strength.

"How is the situation outside now?" Ye Xiaofeng asked.

"Our masters in the Red Sun Plain have increased a lot, and the same is true for other forces. All forces are integrating their strength and hiding all of those forces. I'm afraid they are preparing to wait until one day they will completely explode."

"In addition, the competition on Jujiang stage is getting more and more intense. Sometimes, there will be people who die in the Jujiang stage. Then, many young masters are looking for people to compete, seemingly wanting to break through, step on the bones of others, and become a new generation of geniuses."

Ye Xiaofeng nodded slightly. He had learned a lot of information from Zhang Chuchen's words. First of all, there are more lost world masters now. Secondly, all forces are competing invisibly, and the newcomers are eager to be recognized by others.
Chapter completed!