Who was the first person to become an immortal in ancient times? Jiuyang Martial Immortal did not mention a word about it.
Except for the betrayal of the five major disciples, Ye Feng did not learn any more information from the master Jiuyang.
Only by becoming an immortal can one live forever, shine with the sun and the moon, and live as long as heaven!
"Ye Feng, although I don't know the origin of the technique you practice, it is obviously very unusual for you to be able to cultivate the legendary power of chaos."
The illusory figure of Jiuyang Martial Immortal became more and more blurred, and when the words fell, they completely disappeared.
Ye Feng looked at all this indifferently. He couldn't explain how he felt about this legendary master in ancient times.
The majestic spiritual thoughts swept through every corner of Zifu's sea of consciousness, and there were no traces left by Master Jiuyang.
Including the immortal alchemy diagram that was once imprinted on the origin of his soul also disappeared.
Ye Feng's cautious character made it impossible for Ye Feng to believe that the Lord of Nine Suns appeared just to give him guidance on his practice. There might be a profound meaning in it, but he couldn't figure it out.
A legendary existence like Lord Nine Suns, whether in terms of vision, wisdom or state of mind, is far beyond his comparison.
Every move of a person who can be called an immortal has a great meaning that ordinary people cannot fathom.
The mark of Jiuyang Martial Immortal disappeared, and Ye Feng's mind returned to its original form.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!..."
In the sky above the head, the fairy bell that looks like it is made of gold is still vibrating endlessly. The waves of the bell are ups and downs, containing vast and unpredictable power, so that peak Martial Emperor masters like Yang Yuantian and Hua Ruoyan can only use their full power.
Law, difficult resistance.
Zhong Bo's influence directly affects the origin of the soul. It is unknown how long they have been resisting it. Yang Yuetian and others' foreheads are covered with fine beads of sweat, and their faces are pale.
The cultivation levels of Monk Fashi and Dongjishan were weaker than those of Yang Yuantian and Hua Ruoyan, and their bodies were shaking, as if they were about to collapse at any time.
During the period of conversation with the brand incarnation of Jiuyang Martial Immortal in the Zifu Consciousness Sea, Zhong Bo did not have the slightest influence on Ye Feng.
At this moment, the mark of Jiuyang Martial Immortal has dissipated, but with his soul origin condensed into the void soul, he can easily withstand this level of Zhong Bo.
"Among all the people here, Yang Yuantian has the highest cultivation level. Even with the cultivation level of condensing energy into a gang, he cannot resonate with the fairy bell to this extent. So who did all this?"
The power of the Void Soul allowed Ye Feng to open his eyes calmly and comfortably, and scanned the surroundings with a sharp gaze.
In a corner not far away, a short, fat man with fat head and big ears sat cross-legged, his hands turned into afterimages and kept interlacing, playing mysterious seals, his plump face was dripping with sweat.
, obviously maintaining this state of resonance with the fairy bell is also a big consumption.
"It turned out to be him."
Ye Feng's pupils shrank slightly. He remembered that when he climbed up the floating stairs, this little fat man gave people a vague and mysterious feeling.
After entering the palace, Ye Feng also heard someone mention that this little fat guy was called Han Fei, but no one knew his origin.
In addition to Yang Yuantian, Hua Ruoyan, Monk Fashi, and the four top masters of the younger generation from Dongji Mountain, Ye Feng also unexpectedly saw another person who was able to withstand Zhong Bo's invasion and persisted until
Now.
Wearing powerful clothes, carrying a long sword on his back, and with a proud look on his face, it was Lu Peng, who was called a madman by many people. He was the master left by Xuantian Wuzong in Luangu Pagoda ten years ago.
Ye Feng just glanced at it for a week and roughly understood what happened.
Yang Yuantian boasted that he had the highest level of cultivation and regarded the fairy bell as his treasure, which attracted the siege of Hua Ruoyan and others.
No matter in terms of cultivation strength or identity, no one among the people present could compare with those of them who were born in the Five Holy Lands.
But this little fat guy named Han Fei was hiding very deep. When the battle between Yang Yuetian and others was extremely fierce, he suddenly took action to resonate with the fairy bell. With the help of the mighty bell wave, he shocked those who were not strong enough.
Exited this hall.
Besides Zhong Bo's invasion, Yang Yuetian and others were also busy trying to resist, so no one would notice that he was secretly doing this.
Suddenly, Ye Feng frowned. It had been nearly a year since the Immortal Alchemy Map was imprinted on the origin of his soul.
And the incarnation of Jiuyang Martial Immortal's brand appears sooner or later, but it suddenly appears at this time. Is there some purpose in this?
According to Jiuyang Martial Immortal's explanation, the reason why he appeared at this time was because the resonance of the fairy bell awakened the mark he left.
However, Ye Feng did not fully believe Jiuyang Martial Arts' explanation. Perhaps to other warriors in this world, everything about Jiuyang Martial Arts was beyond doubt, but Ye Feng's soul did not belong to this world. Even though Jiuyang Martial Arts
Yang Wuxian was a legendary existence, and he didn't have much awe in his heart.
As for the Jiuyang Martial Immortal after he appeared, he directly told him the problem of his cultivation, attracting all his attention at once, and then revealed the ancient secrets about the founders of the Five Holy Lands betraying him. What the other party did was
Everything seemed to be designed to attract his attention and prevent him from thinking about anything else.
Then the purpose of Jiuyang Wuxian is obvious, that is to delay time!
"when!"
The fairy bell suspended in the air vibrated again. This time the rippling bell wave was far greater than the previous ones. Wherever the bell wave passed, the entire palace was set off by a howling wind.
"Poof! Poof!"
Monk Fashi and Dongjishan, who were relatively weak in cultivation, spurted out blood on the spot. Their bodies were blown up by the strong wind and flew outside the palace. They lost consciousness.
Immediately afterwards, Hua Ruoyan gradually couldn't hold on any longer. The golden giantess appeared behind her. She had obviously tried her best, but she still couldn't resist the power of the fairy bell. Her body went limp and she passed out. Then she was blown up by the strong wind.
, flew outside the palace.
Among the Five Holy Lands, Yang Yuetian, who was the most powerful in cultivation, still insisted on not falling, but blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that he was having an extremely difficult time resisting.
"Whoosh!"
The fairy bell in the sky suddenly shrank sharply, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a golden light the size of a fingernail, streaking across the sky like a meteor, flying towards the little fat Han Fei hiding in a corner not far away.
"That's it!" Ye Feng's eyes showed a sharp light, and he finally understood that the purpose of Jiuyang Martial Immortal's delaying time was to let Han Fei take away the fairy bell!
Although Jiuyang Martial Immortal's words suddenly cleared up many of the problems he had encountered in martial arts practice, the feeling of being plotted still made him feel very unhappy.
At the moment when little fat Han Fei collected the fairy bell, Zhong Bo, who was filled with endless ups and downs, also returned to calm. Yang Yuetian and Lu Peng opened their eyes at the same time.
"Fairy Bell!"
Yang Yuantian leaped up, spread his fingers, and reached out to grab it. Gang Qi spurted out, turned into a big hand, and grabbed the golden light transformed by the fairy bell.
Even though his soul source was greatly depleted due to the shock of Zhong Bo, his ability to condense Qi into a gang was unquestionably tyrannical.
From the moment he entered this palace and discovered the Immortal Bell, Yang Yuantian was determined to win it and would not allow anyone to stop him.
"Qiang!"
The long sword behind Lu Peng was unsheathed, and the ten-foot-long golden sword energy was slashed out. The target was not Yang Yuantian, nor the fairy bell, but the fat little Han Fei hiding in the corner!
The fat man who originally had a wretched and timid look on his face turned out to be extremely determined at this moment. He punched out, the wind roared, the air exploded, and the golden sword energy struck by Lu Peng was shattered into powder.
"You have been shaken by Zhong Bo for so long, and you are still able to persist until now. But with the strength you two have left now, you can't even think of competing with me for the Immortal Bell!"
Han Fei smiled coldly, stood up with his body like a meat ball, jumped up, and his speed was extremely fast. He spread out his chubby palms and grabbed the golden light transformed by the fairy bell.
At the same time, he squeezed the magic formula with his other hand, and a golden flame surged out, transformed into a golden crow, and rushed towards Yang Yuetian.
"The method of collecting fairy bells is only available in our five holy places. Who are you?"
Yang Yuantian was shocked and angry, and the power of wind and fire gathered together, turning into a war spear, and stabbed fiercely at the rushing Golden Crow.
The golden flame was so strong that it easily crushed Yang Yuetian's wind and fire power. His sharp claws shattered the war spear, and with a scream, like a real golden crow, it continued to rush towards Yang Yuetian.
Facing the attack of Zhiyang Fire, Yang Yuantian did not dare to neglect, so he could only grit his teeth and give up snatching the fairy bell, and faced it with a spear in hand.
Just when Yang Yuantian shot through the Golden Crow, and then crushed it with a strong shock, the golden light transformed by the shrinkage of the fairy bell had already fallen into the hands of the little fat man Han Fei.
"Haha, with the Immortal Bell in hand, let alone you, even if the real Martial Emperor comes, there is nothing I can do!"
The fat on Han Fei's face trembled wildly, his eyes were full of excitement, and he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.
"Little fat man, you are happy too early."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came, and Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of Han Fei as fast as lightning.
Han Fei, who was looking up and laughing wildly, felt alert in his heart, gathered the fire of the sun, and punched Ye Feng hard.
This little fat man looks harmless to humans and animals, but he is very powerful. Just now, he smashed Lu Peng's ten-foot-long sword energy into powder with one punch.
"Bang!"
A wave of air exploded with the two of them as the center, causing ripples in the air, and a figure like a meat ball flew out in an instant.
Han Fei's strength is indeed not weak, but for Ye Feng, it is still not enough.
"Crack!"
Dust stirred up under his feet, and Ye Feng disappeared in an instant like lightning. The next moment, he had caught up with Han Fei who had flown out before landing.
"Crack!"
Ye Feng stretched out his hand to grab it and crushed the opponent's five finger bones. The fairy bell that had not yet warmed changed hands and fell into Ye Feng's hands.
From Ye Feng taking action to seizing the Immortal Bell, Ye Feng's actions throughout the whole process were not sloppy at all. They were so resolute that they did not allow the other party to react at all.
With his powerful martial body and the unparalleled speed of the Great Void Escape Technique, Ye Feng is able to sweep through anyone except for masters who have reached the realm of condensing energy into a gang.