Ancient God

On the Saint Child Peak of Taixuan Sword Sect.

Ye Feng and Jian Wushuang were chatting happily at this time.

Ye Feng talked a lot about his various experiences in the past two years, which can be said to be full of dangers and embarrassing.

When Jian Wushuang heard the last part, he said with a hint of sigh in his tone: "No wonder Ye Feng, you have become so powerful now. Even my master, Master Taixuan, cannot resist your momentum. Those huge sufferings, although dangerous, It’s painful, but it’s exactly what made you so brilliant today.”??

Ye Feng nodded slightly, patted Jian Wushuang's shoulder, and said with a smile: "You are not bad, you have already stepped into the quasi-sage, and in the realm of swordsmanship, you have also stepped into the half-step sword master. You are the younger generation in the entire Southern Territory." Among them, he can be regarded as a top genius."

Jian Wushuang gave a wry smile and said: "But Ye Feng, you have surpassed all the people of your generation. Even many strong men of the older generation are no longer your opponents. Your strength is now probably comparable to those of the major overlords." level.”

When Ye Feng heard what Jian Wushuang said, he shook his head and said: "There are still many powerful ancestors among many overlord forces. There cannot be only those strong men and masters who appear on the surface."

"This is true."

Jian Wushuang nodded and said: "On the surface of our Taixuan Sword Sect, my master Taixuan Sect Master is the strongest, the pinnacle of Nine Tribulations Quasi-Saints, but in fact, deep in the sect, there are still several ancient people sleeping in the spring of life. The saint-level ancestors all survived the ancient times and became saints before the dark turmoil. However, they are basically in a deep sleep state at ordinary times. It is not a matter of life and death for the sect. They will not wake up. They have to keep their longevity alive. , It’s like freezing yourself.”

When Ye Feng heard this, his eyes flashed slightly, and then he said with a smile: "In any case, you are now the holy son of Taixuan Sword Sect, so Taixuan Sword Sect must want to hand over the future of the sect to you. "

Jian Wushuang sighed and said: "It's my fault that I am too focused on cultivation, so I don't win over my major disciples or elder factions in Taixuan Sword Sect. As a result, I have no right to speak now. Otherwise, I would definitely be able to promote Taixuan Sword Sect." Jian Zong immediately joined Ye Feng, your great emperor alliance."

Ye Feng smiled and said: "Don't worry about this. The most important thing now is to improve your cultivation as much as possible. The catastrophe is coming. If you can't improve your strength as soon as possible, you will probably fall in the future."

Jian Wushuang's eyes showed a firm look, and he said: "That's right, I don't really like to win over forces and gain power. The only thing I am interested in is practicing swordsmanship."

Ye Feng smiled teasingly at this time and said: "You are the saint son of Taixuan Sword Sect. Why do I feel that you and that saint have a bad relationship? Logically speaking, you should form a training partner in the future and jointly control the whole world." Taixuan Sword Sect."

The corners of Jian Wushuang's mouth curved, and he raised his head slightly and said with a hint of loneliness: "Women will only affect the speed at which I draw the sword. The most important thing to keep away from with swords is feelings."

Hearing this, Ye Feng glanced at Jian Wushuang in surprise, then extended his thumb and said, "I admire him."

…

In the afternoon, Ye Feng said goodbye to Jian Wushuang and walked out of Taixuan Sword Sect.

"The next step is to go to the Netherworld Demon Sect. Whether it is the key to the Styx Treasure House or the four demon guards of Demon Emperor Yama, they are all related to the Netherworld Demon Sect, so we must check them carefully."

Ye Feng touched the Yama Emperor's Token in his arms. It was an ancient token that could awaken the four demon guards under the Yama Demon Emperor. It was given to him when the Yama Demon Emperor left the Human Emperor Peak.

Ye Feng thought in his heart that if he could lurk into the ancestral land of the Netherworld Demon Cult and awaken the four demon guards, he would definitely have four huge boosts in an instant.

According to what Demon Emperor Yama once said, each of the four demon guards has the strength of a saint king and is very powerful. If they can be awakened and resurrected, then he no longer has to worry about the safety of the emperor's alliance.

Even if Old Man Fate is the top powerhouse among the Saint Kings and possesses the secret of Fate, there is no need to be afraid.

Ye Feng was very fast. Three days after he left Taixuan Sword Sect,

In three nights, we arrived at the border of the Netherworld Demon Cult.

If it were before, Ye Feng would probably have to travel for several months to reach the area of ​​the Netherworld Demon Sect.

But now, Ye Feng used Void Jump to reach the Netherworld Demon Sect in just three days.

At this time, Ye Feng walked into the land of Netherworld Demon Cult, and he immediately felt a strong demonic energy spreading in the air.

Ye Feng couldn't help but murmur, "I heard that the area where the Nether Demon Sect is located was once a demonic land in ancient times. It seems that the legend is true."

Ordinary monks may not be able to feel it, but as a soul master, Ye Feng can indeed feel that the bottom of the earth under his feet is exuding a variety of evil spirits that are disgusting to the soul.

But Ye Feng doesn't care. He practices the Divine Art of Creation and can absorb and refine energy of any attribute in the world. These demonic energies have no impact on Ye Feng at all, but can instead enhance his strength.

On the night of the second day, Ye Feng walked into a small village and prepared to rest for a night before setting off.

Moreover, Ye Feng still has to think about how to sneak into the Netherworld Demon Sect. The fastest way is to pretend to be a member of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

If you can disguise yourself as a member of the Netherworld Demon Sect and sneak into the Netherworld Demon Sect, you can easily sneak into the ancestral land of the Netherworld Demon Sect.

At this moment, the figure of a beautiful girl in yellow clothes appeared in Ye Feng's mind, it was Luo Lingxi.

Luo Lingxi is a very mysterious girl who once trained with Ye Feng in the Sword Sect of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Later, Ye Feng learned that Luo Lingxi's identity was extremely noble and she was actually a saint of the Nether Demon Sect.

At this time, Ye Feng remembered that when Luo Lingxi was in the Sword Sect, he kept his name anonymously, as if to find the inherited treasure of the Thunder Emperor Palace in Zhongzhou, the Thunder Emperor Sword.

Only then did Ye Feng realize that the Thunder Emperor Sword that Luo Lingxi was looking for was the rusty long sword given to him by Uncle Nan, which he had been carrying on his back.

Ye Feng settled in a small village at this time. He stayed in a dilapidated inn. After washing off the dust from the journey, Ye Feng began to observe the heart of the emperor in the emperor's tower.

Now nearly one-tenth of the blood has dripped from the Emperor's heart, and a lot of the innate shackles and Demon Emperor formation runes in his body have also been removed.

Ye Feng estimated that it would only take him another month to use all the blood from the Emperor's heart, cleanse his entire body, remove all the power of the Demon Emperor's formation runes, and completely step into the realm of the ancient saint. .

At night, the whole village is very quiet.

"Boom!"

But just in the middle of the night, in the mountains outside the small village, an extremely loud vibration suddenly sounded.

"The monsters in the mountains have awakened again and are hitting the seal."

In the village, an old man woke up from his sleep, murmuring with fear in his eyes.

Ye Feng's spiritual mind was so powerful that he naturally heard the murmurs of some old people.

"Is there a monster in the deep mountains? What seal is it striking?"

Ye Feng's eyes showed a trace of doubt.

He jumped out of the small village and shot towards the mountains at high speed.

Ye Feng was a little curious. Is there a monster sealed in the mountains outside this small village?

Ye Feng secretly guessed whether it was related to the demons from outside the territory.

Therefore, he was very curious and wanted to check it out. After all, the demons outside the territory were ready to move now. It would be of great benefit to him to know the movements of the demons outside the territory in advance.

But just in Ye Feng

When he arrived at the place where the roaring sound came from, he saw a very surprising scene.

In a mountain range not far away, a majestic black evil dragon with a height of several kilometers was seen, tied up with countless thick silver iron ropes, and roaring towards the sky.

Not far from this mountain range, a group of powerful monks wearing uniform uniforms, numbering hundreds of them, holding crossbows in their hands, shooting flaming arrows, were attacking the black evil dragon several kilometers long in a group. .

The pungent sulfur burning arrows burned on the evil dragon's huge body, making the huge evil beast roar in pain.

"This kind of uniform clothing is the clothing of the disciples of the Netherworld Demon Sect. These people are from the Netherworld Demon Sect!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up. Before he came, he had learned some information about the Nether Demon Cult, such as the famous figures in it.

At this time, Ye Feng's eyes were suddenly fixed on the front of the group of troops besieging the evil dragon.

There stood a young man, wearing a black robe and a scar on his face. He looked a bit ferocious. The most striking thing was that one of his hands turned out to be a black metal arm and palm.

"Iron Hand Hall, Hall Master Mo Juren!"

Ye Feng's eyes lit up slightly. This person was a relatively famous figure in the Netherworld Demon Cult, so even Ye Feng recognized him at this time.

Although Mo Juren, the leader of the Iron Hand Hall, is a figure in the Nether Demon Sect, he only controls a small hall. He is a somewhat famous person, but after all, he is a marginal figure.

But this kind of person is Ye Feng's best disguise target now.

If you want to sneak into the Nether Demon Cult, secretly search for the key to the Styx Demon Sect's treasure house, and search for the four demon guards of Demon Emperor Yama, it is very important to have a suitable identity.

This identity cannot have too high a position in the Netherworld Demon Cult, otherwise the people around you will be able to find out if you show off your skills even though you are disguised.

However, the disguised identity cannot be too low in the Netherworld Demon Sect. For example, if you pretend to be an insignificant outer disciple, you will not have any rights to walk in the Netherworld Demon Sect and secretly search for the information you need.

Just now, Ye Feng met a group of Mo Juren, the leader of the Iron Hand Hall, who was hunting an ancient evil dragon. God helped me!

"We have to find a way to lure Mo Juren out alone without letting the hundreds of Netherworld Demon Sect disciples in that group of people discover him."

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart, and then he hid his figure in this dense forest, and then suddenly said to the outside: "Brother Mo, long time no see, I didn't expect that we would meet here, you are hunting Nielong? Do you want my old friend to help you?"

Mo Juren, who was commanding the team not far away, suddenly heard someone calling him.

But that voice was very unfamiliar to him, but the other person said it was his friend.

Mo Juren's eyes flashed slightly. Could it be that he was a good friend he made while practicing outside when he was young, but he has forgotten about it now?

Curiosity made Mo Juren walk towards the dense forest. He was not afraid of any danger. He was the leader of the Netherworld Demon Sect. He had a powerful cultivation level in the fourth holy realm. In this world, only the most powerful quasi-sage If the old monster of the same level doesn't take action, he won't be afraid at all.

At this time, Mo Juren said to the hundreds of disciples of the Iron Hand Hall around him: "You continue to attack this evil dragon. You must subdue this mountain monster. When the time comes, capture it and present it to Master Mozi. Mozi will be happy. My status will also be greatly improved."

At this time, Mo Juren said, stepping into the dense forest where the sound came from just now.

…

After a while, Mo Juren walked out of the dense forest again.

"Master, are you talking to your friend so quickly?"

All the Iron Hand Hall disciples had surprised expressions in their eyes and couldn't help but ask.

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Mo Juren smiled slightly and said: "That one is not my friend. He just admitted his mistake. Now that he is gone, we will continue to attack that evil dragon."

"Yes, Hall Master!"

Hundreds of disciples of the Iron Hand Hall shouted loudly and shot all the flaming arrows from the crossbows at the huge evil dragon.

What no one saw at this time was that there was a subtle and weird smile flashing deep in Mo Juren's eyes.

"The art of disguise and transformation that Shang once taught me, I didn't expect that I could still use it when I was about to enter the realm of a saint."

At this time, "Mo Juren" couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

That's right, this Mo Juren who came out of the dense forest is actually Ye Feng in disguise!

The real leader of the Iron Hand Hall, Mo Juren, had become a dead body, lying in the wilderness of the dense forest just now, and was killed by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng now became "Mo Juren" and the master of the Iron Hand Hall of the Nether Demon Sect. He stepped forward and said to everyone: "This evil dragon has been seriously injured. Leave it to me." Come on, let me catch it!”

boom!

Ye Feng directly stretched out a hand. He even disguised Mo Juren's iron hand and transformed it into a star battle body. It was many times more powerful than the real Mo Juren's iron hand.

"boom!"

The space boiled, and Ye Feng's hand suddenly turned into a black iron hand the size of a small mountain. It was heavy and towering. It instantly grabbed the body of the evil dragon, and then pulled hard. He directly pulled the roaring evil dragon out of the deep mountains. It was very violent and shocking!

"So powerful!"

"As expected of the hall master!"

At this moment, the hundreds of Iron Hand Hall disciples around them all had shocked expressions in their eyes, followed by deep admiration and excited yelling.

However, several of Mo Juren's direct disciples walked up to Ye Feng at this time, looked at their "master" and said, "Master, have you become stronger?"

Ye Feng glanced at these young men and women and said: "I am indeed stronger than before. You have sharp eyes and can see my changes. However, this is my secret. Our Iron Hand Hall is under the magic spell." The church belongs to a small church, and there are many people who are hostile to me, so I was just hiding my clumsiness in the past. This time, in order to capture this evil dragon, I will not hesitate to expose the powerful strength I have hidden. In fact, I have already entered the realm of quasi-sage. level."

"Quasi-saint level?"

The eyes of several direct disciples were shocked.

But immediately, they were deeply ecstatic.

As the master becomes stronger, the status of these few direct disciples of the master in the Netherworld Demon Cult will naturally increase.

Ye Feng said with a smile at this time: "This time I do not hesitate to show my strength, just to capture this evil dragon as soon as possible, dedicate it to Lord Mozi, and make Lord Mozi happy. My Iron Hand Hall will also be mastered by the Demon Cult. Greater rights.”

At this time, Ye Feng put the evil dragon several thousand meters tall into a spirit beast bag, and then threw it to several direct disciples in front of him, saying: "You guys, give this little gift to Mozi, and say I offered it to you, now let’s go back to the Demon Cult directly.”

Ye Feng said, stepped directly into the sedan chair that belonged to the real Mo Juren, and began to close his eyes and rest.

"Master, don't worry, this evil dragon will definitely make Demon Zi happy this time, and Master's Iron Hand Hall will definitely receive a huge reward."

A direct disciple of Mo Juren spoke respectfully. He was Mo Juren's great disciple, named Lu Qing, and he had a powerful cultivation level in the second holy realm.

At this time, Lu Qing was holding the spirit beast bag containing the evil dragon and looking at Mo Juren who was resting in the sedan chair with his eyes closed. He did not dare to disturb his master's Qingxiu any more. He looked at the entire team of several hundred people and shouted loudly. He said in a voice: "Get up the sedan! Go back to the Demon Sect's base camp!"