The demon world has not yet invaded Dongzhou in a large scale. Except for the frequent small-scale conflicts and fighting in the border area with the Southern Wilderness, neither the army of the demon world nor the human forces in Dongzhou have any intention of starting a major war.
Ye Feng looked to the north. Zhou Chang from the Thunder Palace was right. He could sense the location of Xiaolong in the Northern Cold Land.
Xiaolong and he were connected by blood and could sense each other. The moment he sensed Xiaolong, he believed that Xiaolong must have sensed the direction of his breath.
"You bastard, when are you going to let me out, ancestor?" In the creation furnace, ancestor Chen Bo, who had been suppressed for several months, began to roar again.
The isolation seal of the Creation Furnace prevented him from sensing the outside world, so he didn't know that Ye Feng had left the demon world.
Ye Feng pondered for a moment, and immediately released Ancestor Chen Bo from the Creation Furnace.
"Haha, this ancestor has finally reappeared!" As soon as the ancestor Chen Bo came out, he couldn't help but throw his head back and laugh.
Then, his expression changed, "This is not the demon world!"
"Of course it's not the demon world, it's the world I used to live in." Ye Feng said.
"The vitality of heaven and earth is too thin. How can such a garbage plane world breed a freak like you?" Ancestor Chen Bo looked unbelieving.
Ye Feng didn't bother to explain, and said: "Although this place is not as good as the Nine Worlds, there are still a few immortal-level experts. You'd better follow me honestly and don't cause trouble."
"Celestial Immortal?" Ancestor Chen Bo shrank his neck and rolled his eyes. He was injured by a Celestial Immortal and almost died, and that's why he ended up in this situation.
His current cultivation level is at the peak of Martial Master. If he wants to return to the semi-immortal realm or human immortal realm, he needs a lot of treasure resources.
However, everything he had collected in the secret realm for tens of thousands of years fell into Ye Feng's pocket, and it was impossible for him to regain his former cultivation level.
"Now if I kill this kid and take back my ancestor's treasures, as long as my ancestor and I return to the realm of human immortals, even if there are powerful immortals in this world, I will not provoke them."
Ancestor Chen Bo glanced at Ye Feng for a few times, his thoughts swirling in his mind, but he soon smiled bitterly again, secretly saying, "This guy's cultivation has actually reached the peak of Emperor Wu. He turned out to be the late Emperor of Emperor Wu.
If you are no match for him, what should you do?"
"You'd better listen to me and be honest, otherwise..." Ye Feng looked at Patriarch Chen Bo, his eyes full of warning.
Ancestor Chen Bo snorted and resisted the thought of killing Ye Feng now.
Not long after, Ye Feng arrived near Dongzhou Divine City.
Thinking back to the time when Dongji Mengdie brought him into the city, his family went through ups and downs and suffered many hardships. If the Demon Lord had not come to rescue him, he and his family would have died in this city.
But a year ago, Dongji Mengdie suddenly attacked him, causing him to be trapped in the world of space gaps, and then he went to the demon world. What kind of changes happened to her? The master in her mouth
, and who is it?
"Could it be Zhu Jiuyang?" Ye Feng thought to himself, but this was just a guess without any basis.
But now that he's here, he plans to enter the divine city to find out what's going on.
But before he could enter the city, he suddenly saw a commotion in front of the gate of the divine city, and a precious chariot flew out of the divine city.
"It's Mu Ling'er!"
"No wonder she is called the second saint of the Shen Sect. In the whole world, she is the only one who can be compared with Saint Mengdie."
"It is said that Saint Mengdie has gone into seclusion and is about to face the catastrophe of heaven and enter the semi-immortal realm. This Wood Spirit Saint left the city, probably to go to the front line to check on the battle situation."
Ye Feng heard the discussion of some warriors and frowned slightly.
Dongji Mengdie has been in seclusion and is about to undergo a catastrophe. Where did this Wood Spirit Saint appear?
It seems that he left Jiuyang World for only a short period of more than a year, but times have changed and many things have become different from the past.
"Like Mengdie, she is called a saint. She should be a high-ranking member of the Shen Sect. I think she will know some secret things."
Ye Feng's heart moved, and he immediately flew into the air and flew towards the direction of the treasure chariot.
Patriarch Chen Bo grunted behind him, muttered a few words, and then followed him.
The precious chariot streaked across the sky like a meteor, and was guarded nearby by more than a dozen martial arts experts wearing golden battle armor. Each of them had a strong aura, and they were all experts who had reached the late stage of the Martial Saint or above.
Ye Feng mastered the speed of space. How fast was he? In just a moment, he caught up with Bao Chaan.
"Buzz!"
The formation flew out of his body and floated in the sky. A dark curtain of light fell out of thin air, sealing off the world within hundreds of miles.
The flying chariot stopped instantly, and a dozen guards wearing golden armor looked like they were facing a powerful enemy.
"Who dares to act so arrogantly here?" A cold voice came from the chariot.
Ye Feng's figure appeared, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the treasure chariot. The voice coming from inside sounded slightly familiar.
"Is it you?" Seeing Ye Feng appear, the woman in the carriage seemed to be full of surprise and disbelief.
"Do you know me?" Ye Feng did not change his appearance. The other party could recognize him at a glance, which shows that he should be a person who is relatively familiar with him.
The curtains of the Bao chariot fluttered, and a young girl in a blue dress floated out.
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and finally understood why he felt that the other party's voice was familiar. It was because the woman in the chariot was Ling'er!
She once followed Ye Feng as a maid, but now she has transformed into the second saint of the Dongji Divine Sect, and is as famous as Dongji Mengdie.
"In the world of space gaps, even the strong men in the fairyland may not be able to come out alive, but you are not dead?" Mu Ling'er looked at Ye Feng, his expression still filled with wonder.
"My life is relatively tough, so many people who want me dead will be disappointed." Ye Feng said.
"But today you met me, I'm afraid you will be the one who is disappointed." Mu Ling'er suddenly smiled and waved her slender jade hand gently, "Take him down!"
"yes!"
More than a dozen guards wearing golden battle armor rushed forward, each using their Taoist soldiers and magical powers to attack Ye Feng.
Ye Feng said nothing, the killing sword appeared in his hand, and the horizontal sword was in his hand.
"Qiang!"
With a sweep of the sword, the middle-grade Taoist soldiers sacrificed by the three martial saints at the front were shattered into powder.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng flipped his palm in the air, pinched the Black Dragon Sword Seal, and his palm turned into the head of the blood dragon.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!..."
Three martial saints wearing golden battle armor flew out on the spot, blood spurted from their mouths, suffered severe injuries, and fell from the air.
"kill!"
The other martial saints continued to rush forward without fear of death, but Ye Feng still swept them with one sword.
boom!
The sky shook and the earth shook, the void shattered, and all the strong warriors wearing golden battle armor screamed and flew backwards as if struck by lightning.
Ye Feng's current combat power far exceeds that of the late Martial Saint. A martial arts expert of this level is no longer enough to be his opponent.
"I didn't expect that in just three or four years, you would have grown to this point." Mu Ling'er got off the chariot and looked at Ye Feng with a smile.
At the beginning, when she was in the early stage of the Martial Saint, Ye Feng was still only in the Martial King stage, which was a three-level difference.
Nowadays, time has passed, and she is already in the late stage of Martial Emperor, and her cultivation level has improved by one great level, while Ye Feng has reached the peak level of Martial Emperor, and has improved by two great levels.
But between Martial Emperor and Martial Lord, there is still a big realm of Martial Saint, so she has full confidence that she can take down Ye Feng.
Ye Feng didn't say anything, he just held the sword in his hand, and his majestic energy and blood shot straight into the sky like a dragon.
Kodama Kodama raised her hand, and the pure wood element power was condensed, turning into a blue dragon and flying out. It let out a dragon roar, shook the void, and rushed towards Ye Feng with dragon-shaped power.
Bang!
Ye Feng waved the killing sword in his hand. The power of the killing sword was as red as blood, and the sword was powerful, smashing the green dragon-shaped power into pieces.
Mu Ling'er's attack was not that simple. The broken wood energy transformed into dragon claws again, covering the sky and the sun, and covering Ye Feng under his claws.
She has a ninth-level wood spirit talent, which is comparable to Dongji Mengdie's ice god talent. She has great hope of becoming an immortal in the future. Her cultivation level in the middle stage of Wu Zun is enough to rival the strong ones in the later stage of Wu Zun.
Keep pace with each other.
Regarding the offensive she launched, Ye Feng appeared calm and unhurried, slashing out his killing sword and slashing towards the cyan dragon claw.
There was a loud clang, but the dragon's claw was not broken into pieces. An extremely powerful force was transmitted, causing Ye Feng's figure to retreat, and the void behind him exploded and shattered.
"You have such a strong physical body. Although your strength is comparable to that of a peak Martial Saint, you are still far behind me. If you weren't physically strong, the blow just now would have seriously injured you." Mu Ling'er said indifferently.
"Do you think my strength is nothing more than this? In that case, you would underestimate me too much."
Ye Feng's voice came, and Mu Ling'er frowned. She saw that Ye Feng's body was shining brightly, like blood-colored flames burning fiercely and rising. His black hair also turned into long blood-colored hair, flying and dancing wildly.
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"What's the use of using secret techniques to improve strength?"
Mu Ling'er struck with a palm from the air, and the air where the palm wind passed became distorted and shattered. The aura containing mysterious Tao power, once hit by this palm, even a strong man in the Martial Master realm would be shattered.
Bones are shattered, body and spirit are destroyed.
Ancestor Chen Bo, who was watching the battle all the time, curled his lips and said, "This little girl is only in the middle stage of Martial Master. Her strength is average, but her tone is scary."
He used to be a human immortal, and with his cultivation at the peak level of Martial Lord, he was still not sure of defeating Ye Feng. Mu Ling'er's strength could at most be comparable to that of late Martial Lord, so how could he possibly defeat Ye Feng?
Ye Feng's figure suddenly moved, and fine scales appeared on his body, activating the power of the dragon's bloodline.
At this moment, he was like a god of death resurrected, his aura so powerful that even the ancestor Chen Bo, who was at the peak of Martial Master level, could feel the suffocating pressure.
A sword slashed out, piercing the void, chaos and killing swordsmanship agitated, the world in all directions shook endlessly, Hunyuan's ultimate kill, destroying the universe!
Mu Ling'er finally changed color, the light between his brows flickered, and a pagoda flew out. It was a top-notch Taoist weapon.
I saw Ye Feng put away the killing sword, a golden staff appeared in his hand, a colorful glazed cauldron was suspended above his head, and he drove two top-quality Taoist weapons to attack him.
The golden staff was swung, as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, and the pagoda that Mu Ling'er offered was directly thrown away.
Immediately afterwards, the colorful glazed cauldron flew towards her, transformed into the size of a mountain, and suppressed her.
"Aoki Divine Stake!"
Mu Ling'er pressed the seal with his hand, and a towering ancient sacred tree appeared behind him. Its branches and leaves were like a huge canopy, and it withstood the colorful cauldron falling from the sky.
But Ye Feng had an endless supply of various treasures on hand. He turned his hand and took out the white jade bottle. A beam of light flew out and wrapped around Mu Ling'er's body. With a swish, he pulled her into the bottle and trapped her in the bottle.
Inside the Taoist soldiers.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Feng never thought of killing him, otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble and he would directly unleash his strongest combat power, which Mu Ling'er would definitely not be able to resist.
"The strength this boy has shown is no weaker than mine. There must be hidden methods that he has not yet used. Ancestor, I did not take action against him. It seems to be wise."
Ancestor Chen Bo, who was watching the battle, had his eyes flickering and thought to himself.
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