In just a few moments, Ye Feng showed his terrifying strength to ignore everything and crush his opponents. The three masters of the Tianhe Sect who had reached the stage of condensing energy into a gang died on the spot, extremely tragically.
Long before he cultivated the Supreme Way, Ye Feng's strength had already surpassed the level of condensing energy into a gang. What's more, now that he has cultivated the Supreme Body, he has also begun to temper the Supreme Spirit.
It's just that I haven't done anything with anyone in the past few days after completing the cultivation, but I didn't expect that the power of this supreme physical body would be so powerful.
The top masters who could condense Qi into a gang could kill with their hands raised, and the headmaster of the Tianhe Sect who was half a Martial Emperor was hunted by him like a lost dog.
Ye Feng felt that his heart felt happy and he couldn't help but grinned. His current martial arts realm was only in the late stage of King Wu, but his strength was already so tyrannical. Maybe it wouldn't be long before his strength could rival that of King Wu.
As a leader of a sect, Xu Shanhe naturally had some means to save his life. Ye Feng used the Great Void Escape Technique to chase Shibali all the way, but in the end he was able to escape.
Ye Feng didn't care about this. His strength was getting stronger every day. Xu Shanhe would only feel more desperate the next time he encountered him.
Of course, this does not mean that Ye Feng who is below the Imperial realm is truly invincible. Some people with outstanding talents who practice advanced skills are much more powerful than others in the same realm under the same cultivation level. , so Ye Feng will not underestimate other warriors on Jiuyang Continent because of this.
"But this level of cultivation really needs to be improved quickly,"
Ye Feng secretly thought in his heart that his lack of martial arts realm was his biggest shortcoming. If he also had the cultivation level of the Peak Martial Emperor, Xu Shanhe would not be able to escape at all.
A few days later, Ye Feng and his party arrived in Qizhou City.
Walking on the street, there are many martial artists among the people coming and going. The martial emperor realm masters who are rarely seen in Qizhou City on weekdays are now almost all over the streets.
In some teahouses and wine shops on both sides of the street, Ye Feng even sensed some obscure auras, which should be existences above the level of Emperor Wu.
The appearance of the nine ancient temples has attracted powerful people from the two holy places of Nanhuang Daomen and Dongzhou Shenzong. The other three holy places also want to get a share of the pie, but the distance is too far and it will take several days to arrive.
Ye Feng did not go to the Ye Family Mansion. In the undercurrent of Qizhou City, even if Ming Lao, a powerful Martial Saint, was secretly protecting him, he had to be more honest to avoid accidentally provoking a Martial Lord-level being to jump out and kill him. destroyed.
In the city, Ye Feng heard that people from the three major aristocratic families in Qizhou City who had explored the nine ancient temples more than a year ago were found by the two holy places, and were now making various plans and preparations.
It was obvious that Dao Sect and Shenzong planned to take down the Immortal Furnace in the Alchemy Palace before the powerful men from the other three holy places arrived.
"The co-leader of the human race in ancient times is so damn cruel," a dirty old man with tattered clothes was sitting in an inconspicuous corner against the wall, holding his nose between his fingers, as if saying to himself Talking to himself.
Ye Feng overheard this and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
"These bastards from Dao Sect and Shen Sect are also a bunch of fools. Immortal weapons are so easy to obtain. They are all rushing to die and reincarnate."
As the old man was talking, he stretched out the hand that had picked up the booger, and without wiping it, he picked up a piece of fried fish and started chewing it, which made Ye Feng feel a chill at the sight.
As if aware of Ye Feng's gaze, the ruined old man looked up, stuck out his tongue and licked the oil at the corner of his mouth, raised his nose and raised his eyes, grinning with big yellow teeth, and said: "You kid is eavesdropping on me, old man."
Ye Feng looked a little embarrassed, stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "You just did it unintentionally, please forgive me,"
Ye Feng did not sense the slightest trace of a warrior's aura from this ruined old man. This situation only existed in two outcomes, either this ruined old man was a hidden master, or he was just an ordinary person with no martial arts skills.
If they were really ordinary people, how could they call the powerful men of that sect and the Shen Sect a bunch of bastards, and not have the slightest respect for the master from the ancient times?
Ye Feng felt that this old man was most likely an expert, but his image was a bit too that.
"If you want me to forgive you, old man, I can give you a glass of wine and try it," the old man said with a hoarse smile as he licked his fingers.
Ye Feng just stretched out his hand, and Ling'er took out a bottle of wine from the Qiankun bag and put it in his hand.
"Throw it over,"
When the old man saw the wine, his eyes suddenly lit up and he narrowed his eyes into thin slits.
Ye Feng smiled, then raised his hand and threw the bottle of wine over.
The old man reached out to catch it, then raised his head and poured wine down his throat.
Only then did Ye Feng notice that the unattractive old man in front of him only had one hand and the other sleeve was empty.
This discovery made Ye Feng feel a little disappointed. For a strong man with some achievements in martial arts, injuries such as broken arms and missing legs can be recovered with just a rejuvenation pill that can grow flesh and bones, and this old man even A broken arm cannot grow back, so he is really just an ordinary person.
The bottle of wine was quickly drank. Old Man Rui wiped his mouth with satisfaction, glanced at Ye Feng, and said: "I can't drink your wine in vain, so I would like to remind you that the nine ancient palaces in Tianluo Mountain are thousands of years old." Don't go, otherwise whoever goes will die."
Ye Feng was confused when he heard this. He didn't know what the old man meant. He was a reclusive master pretending to be crazy or an old liar.
At this moment, the old man glanced at Ling'er, who was standing behind Ye Feng, and said with a grin: "Little girl, you covered your breasts and buttocks so tightly, aren't you scared?"
Ling'er was stunned for a moment, and then looked sullen, but the old man who wasted the money threw half of the fried fish in his hand into his mouth, and disappeared without a trace in a flash.
"What a master,"
Ye Feng looked stunned. There was no trace of the old man's movements. He could be said to have come and gone without a trace. He really looked like a reclusive master.
He glanced at the sullen Ling'er and just smiled without saying anything.
What the old man said before leaving was quite profound. It seemed that he was teasing the little girl disrespectfully for the old man, but in fact, it was a subtle reminder to Ye Feng to pay attention to the little girl's hidden cultivation.
Ye Feng had vague doubts about this before, but now he is even more certain.
"That old man just now was really a master," Lu Miaoshuang said with surprise.
"It is very possible that Jiuyang Continent has Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons. After more than 30 million years, how come there are not many masters who have never been born," Ye Feng said with a smile.
Ling'er remained silent, not knowing what to think.
At this moment, a large group of warriors in Qizhou City suddenly rushed out of the city. Someone shouted, "Daomen and Shenzong are going to the ancient palace to collect the immortal furnace."
As soon as these words came out, the whole city was in an uproar, and countless warriors rushed out of the city.
At the same time, a middle-aged man wearing Taoist robes appeared in the sky above Qizhou City and said loudly: "Dear friends from all sides, our two holy places of Taoism and Shenzong lack some manpower. If anyone is willing to join, regardless of success Whether it is or not, there must be a big thank you,”
"I'm joining,"
Countless warriors soon responded. Naturally, the two holy lands would not ask for all kinds of warriors, and their minimum cultivation level must be at the level of a half-step Martial Emperor.
Ye Feng and his party also followed the flow of people to the outside of the city, and saw hundreds of strong men flying in the sky, either glowing all over their bodies, or with Taoist treasures under their feet, all with powerful momentum and endless pressure.
These are the powerful men sent by the two holy places of Dao Sect and Shen Sect. They include the Martial Emperor Realm, the Martial Saint Realm, and the peerless strong men at the Martial Lord level. Many people even speculate that among them there may be some important people who have achieved Taoism and become immortals.
Soon another group of warriors joined the team, there were over a thousand of them, and the minimum was half-step to the Martial Emperor realm. These masters and strong men gathered together, invisibly forming a majestic coercion that shook the world.
"The nine ancient palaces overlap each other like a nine-story ancient pagoda. They are full of dangers. The two holy places have been preparing for so many days. I don't know if they can take away the fairy furnace this time."
"I heard that among the nine ancient palaces, the most difficult ones are the Alien Beast Palace, the Formation Palace, the Divine Ability Palace, and the Weapon Refining Palace. It is already very difficult to break through the barriers of the eight ancient palaces and reach the Alchemy Palace. Whether or not the immortal furnace can be taken away remains to be seen."
"Grandma, a lot of martial saints died not long ago, and even a few strong warriors were seriously injured. Let's just stay here and don't join in the fun,"
Listening to the discussions among the people around him, Ye Feng realized that the nine ancient palaces that appeared this time were completely different from the last time.
More than a year ago, a group of people in Qizhou City who had the highest cultivation level but the Martial Emperor realm were able to explore the nine ancient palaces. Although there are dangers, they are not so deadly and troublesome.
There were nearly a thousand strong men who could fly in the air, headed by the two holy places, and rushed towards the location of the nine ancient temples.
On the ground below, although many people retreated, there were still a large number of people who followed, wanting to fish in troubled waters to see if they could get some benefits.
"You guys wait for me here, I'll go take a look," Ye Feng said suddenly.
The Lord of Nine Suns plotted against him twice in succession. He wanted to know what the conspiracy was behind the appearance of the nine ancient palaces.
"Don't go, it's too dangerous," Murong Yunxue suddenly took Ye Feng's hand.
"Yes, didn't that old man say that anyone who goes will die? Brother Ye, you'd better not go," Lu Miaoshuang also advised from the side.
"Young master, don't put yourself in danger," Ling'er also said.
Regarding Ye Feng's decision, the three women around him unanimously opposed it.
"I just went over to take a look. If something goes wrong, I will go back," Ye Feng said.
"Then I'll go with you," Murong Yunxue said immediately.
"If the young master insists on going, Ling'er will also follow."
Lu Miaoshuang did not hesitate, nodded, clenched his fists and said: "We will die together,"
Seeing the look of her generously willing to die, Ye Feng burst into laughter and said, "Don't say it so unluckily, okay? I'm not going to die."
No matter what Ye Feng said, the three women just didn't agree with him taking the risk.
"I'm much stronger than you. If you follow me, you won't be able to move as well as I can on my own. What's more, you all know my speed. As long as you're careful, there won't be any problems."
Ye Feng insisted on going, a man and three women were in a stalemate for a while, and Murong Yunxue finally had to agree.
"The most important thing in martial arts training is mentality. Knowing the danger and still moving forward is certainly courageous, but you must also have the belief that you are not afraid of anything, so that you can go further,"
Ye Feng reached out and pinched Murong Yunxue's face, but did not say the words in his heart.
Ye Feng was walking at the back among the crowd of large troops, but he saw a familiar figure in the crowd not far away, it was the ruined old man who said some incomprehensible words.
"Well, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that people will die?" The old man immediately passed through the overlapping crowd and appeared next to Ye Feng.
"Then why are you still here, old man?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
The old man curled his lips, looked at Ye Feng up and down, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and said: "I didn't pay attention just now, the technique you practice is quite weird, and there are a lot of good things."
Ye Feng's face froze, not sure how much of his secret the old man had seen.
"Don't look at me with that thief-proof look, old man, I won't steal your little guy's treasure," the old man's eyes widened, and he blew his beard and glared.