A flash of cold light flashed, Ying Sheng's body split into two halves, and the Holy Fire of Molten Sky enveloped his body and soul.
"Ah! Don't kill me, don't kill me, I know I was wrong!"
Ying Sheng's spirit kept wailing in the flames.
Ye Feng could directly wipe out Ying Sheng's soul, but he didn't do that. He was very unhappy with Ying Sheng and would definitely let the other person experience the pain of being burned by the flames.
When Ying Sheng saw that Ye Feng was unmoved by his begging for mercy, Shenhun's expression suddenly turned ferocious, "How dare you kill me? I am the supreme Shadow Clan, and you are just a humble ant. If you kill me, the Shadow Clan will not let you go."
If you let me go, your entire tribe will die because of you!"
Ying Sheng knew that Ye Feng belonged to the Shenxiao Clan, but after all, the Shenxiao Clan was just a hidden clan of the Demon Clan. Although they had good blood, they were still nothing compared to the Shadow Clan in the God Realm.
"ridiculous!"
Ye Feng dismissed it and watched Ying Sheng's spirit turn to ashes as he kept cursing, wailing, and even begging for mercy in pain, and then he took back his power and transformed back into a human body.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Ye Feng's face turned pale. This battle was also very draining for him.
Ye Feng would never use methods such as the Immortal Reincarnation Flame. After all, maintaining such a personal flame is an extremely difficult task for him.
There is still a scar on the back of the neck that has not healed yet. It was caused by the knife in the sneak attack. The power of the Shadow Clan is like black shadow maggots, scurrying around in the flesh and blood, and it is difficult to dispel.
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and moved forward with difficulty. His strength was almost exhausted now. If he encountered an enemy again, even if he was just an ordinary person, a prodigy with the strength of the fifth level of the divine realm or the seventh level of the divine realm, Ye Feng would be hard-pressed to resist.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a vibration in the void, and Ye Feng's pupils shrank. He captured the movement, which indicated that someone was coming across space.
"Who!"
Ye Feng gritted his teeth and prepared himself, when he saw a figure flying out of the space.
"Shen Feng? What's wrong with you?"
The visitor couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw Ye Feng's weak appearance.
"call……"
Ye Feng's body suddenly relaxed and he almost sat down on the ground, "You scared me to death."
The dragon wizard scratched his head, his eyes still a little confused. He had been wandering around the periphery of the medicine garden before, and came to investigate after noticing the fluctuations in the battle.
Unexpectedly, the battle was over, but Ye Feng looked weak.
"what happened?"
The dragon wizard asked curiously.
"Meet ShadowClan."
Ye Feng shook his head and said weakly: "This is not the place to talk. Take me to a safe place first and wait until I recover."
Hearing this, the dragon wizard hurriedly stepped forward, enveloped Ye Feng with dragon energy with one move of his palm, and flew away with Ye Feng.
Finally, the two stopped in a valley, which was deep in the medicine garden. The valley was quiet and hidden, and generally did not attract anyone's attention.
On the way, the dragon wizard had already learned about Ye Feng's experience and was very surprised. Ye Feng was really powerful. He was able to kill Ying Sheng, a top genius of the Shadow Clan, even though he was one against four, he did not suffer serious damage, but his strength was exhausted.
The Dragon Witch thought about it for a while. If it were him, he would only be the same as Ye Feng at his best, so he even more lamented that Ye Feng's talent was unparalleled.
You must know that Ye Feng is only at the eighth level of the Holy Realm now, and who among those who enter the medicine garden is not the fifth level of the Divine Realm?
Even if the top genius here is at the fifth level of the divine realm and has the strength of the eighth level of the divine realm, compared with Ye Feng, he is completely worthless.
Ye Feng is at the eighth level of the Holy Realm, the Holy Realm!
A person from the Holy Realm has such fighting power, which makes Dragon Witch, who considers himself extremely talented and a member of the noble bloodline of the Dragon Clan in the God Realm, feel ashamed.
In the valley, Ye Feng sat cross-legged and swallowed a handful of elixirs to regain his strength.
The dragon wizard protects Ye Feng, and the power of his soul spreads out, covering an area of hundreds of miles. Anyone approaching him will notice it, ensuring that nothing goes wrong.
As the sky grew dark, Ye Feng stood up, his injuries already healed.
"Okay, let's go."
The dragon wizard nodded slightly when he heard the words. While Ye Feng was recuperating, no one passed by and no danger occurred.
This medicine garden is huge, and Ye Feng and the two don't know the specific location in the ruins, so they can only choose a direction at random to move forward.
Along the way, we met some people along the way, most of them were alone. Occasionally, there were only two or three people traveling in groups. They were very wary of each other and no conflicts broke out.
"They are all people from other teams, and they should have been sent here immediately."
The dragon wizard observed their expressions and said.
"Um."
Ye Feng looked calm. These people were ordinary people. They should be a team sent by ordinary forces. There was no threat. They had not encountered teams from top forces such as the Shadow Clan and the Divine Beast Clan.
After walking in the medicine garden for a long time, Ye Feng suddenly paused. He noticed a strange aura coming from not far away.
"It's the left side..."
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The aura was very weak and could not be detected without careful sensing. It could only be detected when Ye Feng's physical body transformed with the help of the Fire Saint.
Even the real dragon Dragon Witch didn't notice it.
"What's wrong?"
The dragon wizard looked solemn, thinking that Ye Feng had discovered an enemy.
"There are some discoveries, it should be a miracle medicine, the grade is not low."
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The source of this smell was not close to him. The smell was extremely weak, but inhaling it made him feel refreshed. It was obviously very extraordinary.
For those in the divine realm, ordinary medicinal materials are no longer in their eyes.
Only medicinal materials that possess divine power and can be called miracle medicine are attractive.
The magical medicine is divided into nine grades from one to nine. The most common first-grade magical medicine in the medicine garden is the most common first-grade magical medicine, but the smell that Ye Feng smells is far beyond that of the first-grade magical medicine.
"Although the second-grade magical medicine is extraordinary, it has no such effect. The lowest level is third-grade!"
Ye Feng's heart moved slightly. The third-grade magic medicine was difficult to find in the world, and even the king of gods found it difficult to find it.
As for higher-grade magical medicines, they are even rarer. They are often conceived by heaven and earth and take part in creation.
Legend has it that in ancient times there was a top powerhouse, a ninth-level God King. At first he was just an ordinary young man, and he didn't even have any talent for cultivation.
But he accidentally swallowed a sixth-grade magical medicine called Immortal Grass, and his talent and understanding completely transformed, and he easily became the God King.
"Although the third-grade magical medicine cannot be compared with the sixth-grade magical medicine, it is not trivial."
Long Wu's eyes lit up and he was very moved.
"Go and have a look."
Ye Feng took the first step and ran towards the place where the scent of medicine came from.
Not long after, Ye Feng and the two rushed to the place, and saw a large hall in front of them. The hall was a hundred feet high. The door of the hall was made of gold and hung with a plaque.
"Tibetan medicine cave."
"Is this a cave?"
Ye Feng's heart moved slightly. He had seen a small cave in the past during the battle between the Amethyst clan.
Today, this hall is called the Tibetan Medicine Cave, but you won’t know whether it’s true or not without entering it.
"There is no need for an existence like the Qingtian God King to fool people."
The dragon wizard laughed. Dongtian is a treasure land that ordinary people cannot get, so they often name their courtyards Dongtian to increase their reputation.
But the owner of the ruins is the God King Qingtian. Although the cave is difficult to find, it is not difficult for the God King. There is no need to make it fake and make future generations laugh.
"That's true."
Ye Feng agreed in his heart, gathered his thoughts, stepped forward and pushed the door open.