National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

"It can't be said, you told me that there must be a cause and an effect. After I met you, I can't tell you everything that happened before."

Shi Kui is very determined, and Ye Feng also understands that in the future, for some reason, he must have discovered something when he came to the ancient civilization, so he told Shi Kui not to tell him what happened before.

If you can't believe other people's words, how can you not believe your own words.

Soon they came to the end of the ruins, Ye Feng stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of him.

A biting cold air gushed out from the opened stone door.

Behind the stone gate is a spacious space, which is a place similar to an altar.

With a flick of Ye Feng's finger, the originally dark altar suddenly became bright.

On the high platform in the center of the altar grows an ice lotus. This is the ice soul in the Chinese legend, and it has already condensed into a heaven-level ice soul with substantial spirituality.

"The spirit-gathering circle, that's right, the transformed spirit-gathering circle. What gathers is not aura but mana."

Ye Feng was a little surprised, but Liu Chunliang who was beside him was extremely excited at this time, the reason for his excitement was not because of the ice lotus, he knew that none of these ice lotuses belonged to him.

The reason why he was excited was because he discovered that there are a lot of ice-type medicinal materials and various rare medicinal materials growing here.

Liu Chunliang was about to dig with a shovel, but was stopped by Ye Feng.

"Those magic tools and ancient books from the ancient period are yours, and the medicinal materials and ice souls are mine."

"Oh? Brother Feng, is it true?"

Liu Chunliang originally thought that the best and most valuable things were not for him, but he didn't expect that Maple Leaf would not want them today, which is great.

"Well, when did I lie to you?"

"Brother Feng, you are simply my lucky star!"

Liu Chunliang let out an excited and weird laugh while running towards the messy pile of magic tools left over from the ancient period.

Ye Feng came to Bing Po, waved the thing into the storage ring, and the same goes for other medicinal materials.

He can be sure that these medicinal materials and ice souls are all left by himself. Most of these medicinal materials are medicinal materials for cultivating immortals. Even if the ice soul is restricted, it cannot produce spiritual wisdom at all, and it is easier to be absorbed by humans in this world.

After Ye Feng took away the ice soul on the stone platform, he suddenly found that there seemed to be a line of writing written on the stone platform.

Taking a closer look, it turns out that this is the writing of the world of cultivating immortals, and it is not surprising that the style of writing is written by him himself.

Text content:

God, you are a kun!

There is also a middle finger pattern engraved on the bottom.

Ye Feng couldn't help laughing after reading the text clearly. It seemed that he had a lot of resentment towards Tiandao at that time.

And just as Ye Feng was reading the text, when Liu Chunliang was packing up the magic weapon, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Followed by several people laughing.

"Hahaha! It really is a relic of the ancient law. I really didn't expect there to be such a place along the coast of the East China Sea."

The super-ranked man in the Demon God Temple couldn't help laughing out loud, the greed and desire in his eyes were fully exposed.

Just now they were led by Nishihara Xiang to the passage where the fight took place before, and found the entrance through the footprints to this ruins.

"Seniors, save us! They beat us to death, you must avenge us."

Xiangyi Nishihara, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, suddenly knelt down in front of Ye Feng, hugged his thigh, and began to cry. This appearance was comparable to Liu Chunliang's shameless appearance.

Ryoko Nishihara also hurriedly came to Liu Chunliang's side at this time and said, "Hurry up and find a way to deal with these five people, or we will be the ones who will die!"

"Hahaha! Can two high-level magicians still pose a threat to me, a super-level magician? Isn't this too ridiculous?"

The super-level magician of the Demon God Temple let out a burst of laughter, and the others also laughed at this time.

Do you really think they didn't investigate?

A high-level Taoist priest, a high-level magician with a disfigured face, no matter how strong they are, they are only high-level. Could it still threaten them?

Don't forget, except for the leader, the other four of them are also first-class high-level magicians.

The lowest is high-level eight stars.

Even in the Eastern Territory, it is definitely a sideways existence.

"You're laughing at Nima."

Ye Feng suddenly took out a special Gatling from the storage ring.

Before the other five could react, spiritual energy poured into them.

The bullet escaped in an instant.

"Hmph, no matter how powerful a firearm is, can it still work?"

Before the super magician of the Demon God Temple could finish speaking, he felt a burst of pain in his body, blood poured out from the hole of the gun, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

The same is true for other people. The gun in the opponent's hand looks like a normal firearm. Why is it so powerful!

"Damn it, I have saved you all!"

In Ye Feng's hand, the Gatling spins three thousand times a second, and these magicians of the Demon Temple were beaten into sieves before they had time to react.

Some wanted to use magic to resist, but found that their magic defenses were like paper, and they didn't work well in front of Gatling.