Braving the wind and rain, Ye Feng quickly left this wild jungle.
When he saved Shui Bingyan, he just did it casually.
What Ye Feng gained the most from this trip was that his cultivation level had been greatly improved.
In addition, he also got an old tree that was suspected to be an immortal tree.
Now Ye Feng must hurry back to the Fengshen League and let the big yellow dog see if the old tree is an immortal tree.
If it were true, it would be a huge profit.
Along the way, Ye Feng was secretly thinking about the previous conversation between the three-headed barbarian king and Shui Bingyan.
It seems that in the center of this extraterrestrial battlefield, there is a holy-level area. Only those with luck seals who have reached the holy level can enter. There are treasures left by the ancient saints inside.
The ancient saints were a group of tyrannical beings that could rival the ancient emperors.
The treasures left by the saints are definitely comparable to those inherited by the emperor!
So at this moment, Ye Feng was naturally very excited about that holy level area.
However, Ye Feng knew that his current strength was too weak and he was still far behind those saint-level geniuses.
At this time, Shang said in his mind: "I guess those saint-level geniuses did not transform themselves by hunting monsters with their destiny marks. There may be other ways."
Hearing this, Ye Feng nodded and said: "I have six or seven thousand people from the Wind God Alliance sharing the power of luck with me, and they are all worthy of the supreme level of luck, like Shui Bingyan, a top-notch person from a super-rich clan.
The geniuses must have other ancient methods."
The appearance of Shui Bingyan brought a certain amount of pressure and urgency to Ye Feng.
Shui Bingyan is definitely not the only one among those saint-level geniuses, those from super wealthy clans or ancient forces.
Ye Feng suddenly felt that he had to hurry up, otherwise he would not have any chance when these people transformed the luck mark to the emperor level in advance.
Shang seemed to have guessed what Ye Feng was thinking, and the old demon dragon said in his mind: "Ye Feng, don't worry, the emperor level, which is unique in ten thousand, only exists in legends. It cannot be so easily defeated by anything."
The method of sharing luck that you got from that big yellow dog is definitely the most unnatural method that can be achieved by humans."
Ye Feng heard Shang's words, nodded, didn't say anything more, and just sped towards the wilderness.
In these nearly two months, Ye Feng has explored almost the entire northwest.
So this time, it only took Ye Feng three short days to return from the wilderness to the Fengshen Alliance shelter.
With the underground fire dragon walking on his behalf, his speed was indeed countless times faster.
Otherwise, if one person travels across thousands of mountains and rivers, the efficiency will be extremely low.
At this time, Ye Feng was very lucky. He joined forces with Shang and subdued this somewhat naive underground fire dragon, which helped him a lot.
Moreover, this underground fire dragon has now been baptized by underground lava and is undergoing transformation. It will also have endless potential after being taken out of the battlefield outside the territory.
"Huh? Do you have the spirit of war?"
At this moment, when Ye Feng was about to approach the Wind God Alliance, he suddenly felt an unusual breath in the air.
That is the aura of war that belongs to killing!
There is a fierce fighting spirit flowing in the air!
"not good!"
Ye Feng's eyes changed and he immediately summoned the underground fire dragon.
"Go with all your strength!"
Ye Feng jumped up and landed on top of the underground fire dragon's head, and immediately shouted loudly.
"Roar!!"
The underground fire dragon let out a roar, and instantly spread its wings to the sky, flying towards a large blurry city wall building in the distance.
That is the place of refuge for the Wind God Alliance!