World Wide Martial Art

At the same time, Jin Zhenhai decisively waved his hand and ordered Shen Shou, who was still capable of fighting, to pursue him. Situ Reading

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If you don’t come now, when will you wait?

Jin Zhenhai himself looked at the high priest standing in the air with deep worry in his eyes.

"High Priest..."

Jin Zhenhai spoke in a deep voice, but before he finished speaking, he saw the high priest's face suddenly pale, his body trembling, and he fell directly from the air.

"not good!"

Ye Feng had been standing by the high priest's side. He had just noticed that the high priest's situation was not good, so he did not rush forward with the geniuses.

Now seeing the high priest falling from the air, Ye Feng quickly took action and hugged the high priest from the air.

"boom!"

Ye Feng fell to the ground, just like a mountain hitting the demon pavilion. The suspended demon pavilion suddenly sank, and Ye Feng's arms were almost dislocated.

"this……"

Ye Feng's face changed slightly, the high priest's body was so heavy.

Although the physical body of the ninth level of the divine realm is not large, it is like a magical weapon, extremely solid, like a hundred-refined steel, which is constantly polished and forged, and is the accumulation of endless power.

When the high priest was awake, he could still control his body and not release such gravity. But at this moment, he suffered a huge backlash, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and passed out with his eyes closed tightly. Obviously, he couldn't care about this anymore.

"Trouble."

Jin Zhenhai had already come to Ye Feng's side, took the high priest from his arms, and placed his palms on the high priest.

Then he noticed that the infinite demonic energy in the high priest's body was completely disordered, and it was rampaging through the meridians like a riot.

Jin Zhenhai even tried to sense the high priest's soul, but found that the high priest's consciousness seemed to sink into the endless deep sea and was difficult to reach.

In addition to Jin Zhenhai, there were several seriously injured guardians in the Demon Pavilion who had not left. They all looked over with tense faces and frowned at this moment.

Kong Liakong was one of them. In order to block Mo Wutian from attacking Ye Feng, he almost died on the spot. His injuries were the most serious among the gods. At this moment, he got up and staggered over.

"How about the High Priest?"

The guardians were extremely worried and asked in a deep voice.

"The situation is not good."

Jin Zhenhai frowned. His injuries were also serious, and his breathing sounded like a broken bellows.

But he did not take care of himself. Instead, he continued to instill evil energy into the body of the high priest, helping the high priest suppress the rioting evil energy in his body.

However, the high priest's cultivation at the ninth level of the divine realm and the total amount of demonic energy far exceeded that of Jin Zhenhai. The difference between the two was like the difference between a lake and an ocean. Even though Jin Zhenhai tried his best, he still could not suppress it.

Seeing this, the other guardians took action one after another, while trying to sense the consciousness of the high priest.

If the high priest wakes up, it will be very simple for him to stabilize the rioting demonic energy.

Unfortunately, the high priest's consciousness was so drowsy that he had already slipped into the depths of his consciousness. It took all his energy to get close, and it was impossible to wake him up.

In such a critical situation, Jin Zhenhai even discovered that the situation was even worse. The inner demons that the high priest had forcibly suppressed in order to drive away the Demon Soul Clan were now showing signs of getting rid of because the high priest was in coma.

Demonic thoughts surged out of the high priest's consciousness, and killing, desire, and all negative emotions kept rushing out like a bursting river.

The high priest is now seriously injured and unconscious. If the inner demon is completely freed, it may completely occupy the high priest's consciousness and mind.

By that time, the high priest's own consciousness may be permanently suppressed or even devoured by the inner demon, and he will become a complete madman.

"It's over!"

Jin Zhenhai's heart felt cold. The high priest's situation was so critical, and although the Demon Soul Clan was forced to retreat, with the wisdom of Mo Wutian, the tycoon, he could probably tell the truth about the high priest.

If the Demon Soul Clan makes a comeback and the high priest is possessed by his inner demon, the Demon Pavilion will be completely destroyed.

At this time, Kong Liakong looked at Ye Feng fiercely, his expression extremely serious, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Pavilion Master, the only one who can save the high priest right now is Mr. Shen Feng."

"What?"

This sentence made Jin Zhenhai and the other gods widen their eyes and look at Kong Liakong in shock, wondering if he had been severely traumatized by Mo Wutian and said such nonsense.

The high priest went crazy and used up almost all the treasures in the demon pavilion, but he still failed to solve his inner demons.

None of them in the realm of gods have any confidence in solving the problem of being possessed, and they can't even help the high priest.

Ye Feng is just a saint, how could he possibly be able to save the high priest?

Even if Ye Feng belongs to the God Owl clan and has extraordinary talent and potential, the Holy Realm can understand the laws of space, but the gap between the Holy Realm and the Divine Realm is too big, just like dust and stars, not to mention that the high priest still stands at the ninth level of the Divine Realm. , how to make up for this gap?

"Don't talk nonsense."

Jin Zhenhai said categorically. He looked at Kong Liakong seriously, "The only thing that can be done now is to find the Holy Medicine Master. Only he can save the high priest."

The Great Master of Holy Medicine mentioned by Jin Zhenhai is a long-famous power among the demon clan, and his medical skills are extraordinary and holy.

The high priest went crazy and the elders were helpless. Only the Holy Medicine Master could save the high priest.

It's a pity that this Holy Medicine Master disappeared from the world a hundred years ago, as if he has evaporated from the world. No one has seen the Holy Medicine Master again.

Finding the Holy Medicine Master is harder than finding a needle in a haystack. In fact, Jin Zhenhai is already desperate. He knows very well that no one can save the High Priest and can only accept his fate.

"Pavilion Master, I'm really sure to give it a try!"

Ye Feng saw that Jin Zhenhai didn't believe him, so he couldn't help but take a step forward and said with a solemn expression.

For Ye Feng, the high priest must be saved, not because he wants to help the demon pavilion, but because without the high priest, he cannot know the whereabouts of Hua Ling.

"you……"

Seeing Ye Feng's persistence, Jin Zhenhai couldn't help but frown, and was about to reprimand when he heard Ye Feng speak next.

"My God Owl clan has secret skills, and we are best at dealing with people who are possessed by evil spirits. For us, inner demons can be easily destroyed."

These words were so arrogant that Ye Feng actually said that he could destroy the inner demon that was helpless at the ninth level of the divine realm.

Jin Zhenhai and the God Guards stared at Ye Feng. Thinking of Ye Feng's wisdom and talent, Jin Zhenhai hesitated.

"I can give you a try, but I want to know, how sure are you?"

"100%! As long as I take action, I will definitely be able to help the high priest solve his inner demons!"

Ye Feng is extremely confident.

Jin Zhenhai couldn't help being stunned when he saw this. After a moment, he came back to his senses and nodded with a heavy face, "Okay, then you can take action. If you need any assistance from us, just ask."

"good!"

Ye Feng felt happy. He was also afraid that Jin Zhenhai and the others would not trust him.

It seemed that the high priest's situation was indeed serious and they had no other choice.

"We really need the help of the Pavilion Master and the guardians."

Ye Feng said solemnly that his level was too low and he was confident in dealing with the inner demons, but he could not suppress the demonic energy in the high priest's body.

"Go to the secret room."

Jin Zhenhai looked solemn.

Since he had decided to let Ye Feng take action, he naturally had no doubts about the appointment, and immediately walked into the secret room with a group of gods and the high priest.