World Wide Martial Art

"Okay, I'm going to leave for a while. You guys can rest here for the night. Situ Reading.\\nＣＯＭ"

Ye Feng smiled lightly and touched Chao Qing'er's little head.

"good."

Chao Qing'er smiled obediently, then jumped up and down to the crowd and walked toward her family without daring to look directly at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng flashed, jumped out of the wall, and headed towards the source of the monster, the place where the terrifying aura resurrected.

The Forest of Death was very large, and there was a chaotic void storm in the void. As a result, Ye Feng could not escape into the void and move forward, and his speed was much slower.

On the way, the shadow incarnation, who was sitting bored in the holy tower, chatted with Ye Feng from time to time.

"I'm so envious of your strength. If I had your ability, I wouldn't be able to reach anywhere in the world."

"Then you should practice as soon as possible, it is better than chatting with me here."

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. He didn't expect that the phantom incarnation would have a restless temper.

After all, Ye Feng himself can endure boredom and loneliness, and continues to practice and improve himself.

He never expected that his condensed incarnation would not like to practice.

"Practice is too boring. I still like to take risks and travel around the world."

The phantom incarnation waved his hand and said in disgust.

Ye Feng frowned slightly. Although he hoped that the phantom avatar would have its own personality, the original intention of the condensed avatar was to make things easier.

Now that the avatar is so weak, it won't be of much help if you don't practice.

"In this world, strength is the most important thing. You must improve your strength as soon as possible."

Ye Feng said solemnly: "Even if you don't like it, this is what you must do. Just practice."

"All right."

Regarding the words of Ye Feng, the phantom incarnation was still very obedient. Although he was reluctant, he still sat down and started practicing.

Ye Feng observed the phantom incarnation for a while and found that although this guy didn't like to practice, he made rapid progress when he really got into the state. He was indeed very talented.

Half an hour later, Ye Feng finally arrived at the place where the beast tide originated, on the edge of a cliff.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. It was extremely dark and deep below, like an entrance to hell.

And the terrifying aura that made Ye Feng feel nervous was constantly reviving, becoming more and more powerful.

"What exactly is happening below, it seems to be a divine being..."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes slightly. In today's disordered world, the divine realm is an invincible existence, and it is also an almost impossible existence.

Even the Nine-Horned Demon Ancestor from ancient times was sealed away for thousands of years and his body returned to heaven and earth, and his strength was completely gone.

After the body of the Demon King Seizing the Shejiao escaped, the strength of the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor could reach at most the seventh level of the Demon King.

However, because of the appearance of the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor, Ye Feng realized that there were still many dangers hidden in the disordered world.

In addition to those legendary demons who have ascended to the sky, the world of disorder also hides monsters created by the strange heart, as well as ancient strange things that may still be deep in the earth.

"Could this movement be caused by the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor?"

Ye Feng guessed in his mind that the only demons that can appear in the disordered world now are those weird heart monsters that fought side by side with the demons in ancient times.

After the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor escaped, Ye Feng became more vigilant. He knew that the other party would definitely not give up.

Right now it is very likely that the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor has awakened a former companion.

Thinking of this, a cold light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes. The Nine-horned Demon Ancestor had evil intentions. If he met him this time, he must kill him, otherwise there would be endless troubles if he kept him alive.

Ye Feng immediately jumped and rushed into the cliff.

The howling wind blew by his ears, Ye Feng restrained his breath, slowed down, and fell silently.

The fall lasted for a long time, showing how deep the cliff was.

When Ye Feng fell into the cliff, he saw a cruel scene.

The bloody corpses of countless monsters were piled up into a hill and placed on the ground not far away.

The blood continued to flow, gathering into a river, and spreading into the distance in the ravine under the cliff. The smell of blood was so strong that it seemed as if every breath was sucking the blood of the monster into the abdomen.

"This is……"

Ye Feng frowned. He saw a demon with eighteen wings growing on his back, calling something in a low voice on the edge of the mountain where the corpses of monsters were piled up.

The demon clan's palms were also constantly forming seals, and mysterious magic lines flew out. Around him, a huge formation covering the mountains of monster corpses was emitting a dim magic light and rotating slowly.

"Is this the Feather Demon King?"

Ye Feng's heart moved. The demon clan with wings on its back was the feather demon clan.

The higher the realm of the feathered demon clan, the more wings it has. The sixteen-winged feathered demon clan corresponds to the eight-star cultivator of the human race.

The feathered demon in front of him has eighteen wings on his back, and he is almost certainly the feathered demon king.

"The Feather Demon King went out to travel and disappeared for many years. Unexpectedly, he was in the Forest of Death..."

Ye Feng was observing in secret. He didn't know the Chao family's speculation that the Feather Demon King might have fallen into the Forest of Death.

At this moment, the Feather Demon King seems to be summoning something. The huge mountain of monster corpses is obviously created by his killings for the operation of the formation at this moment.

"Buzz..."

As the Feather Demon King continued to whisper, the terrifying aura became stronger and stronger, and rays of magic light flew out from the formation, turning into chains and entangling the huge mountain of monster corpses.

The sound of sucking came from the chain, as if countless people opened their mouths and took big bites of the meat.

The huge mountain of corpses has disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the magic light emitted by the chains has become increasingly dazzling.

"This mountain of corpses of monsters is used for sacrifice, and the formation of the Feather Demon King is to awaken a powerful existence in the divine realm!"

Knowing that this was not the Nine-horned Demon Ancestor causing trouble, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time became more and more curious about the purpose of the Feather Demon King.

What is the identity of this powerful divine being? Why is the Feather Demon King hiding in the Forest of Death and killing so many monsters?

As the chains continued to be devoured, the mountain of corpses finally disappeared completely, and the huge formation appeared completely in front of Ye Feng.

The Feather Demon King is standing in the center of the formation. A radius of 100 meters around him is covered with complex magic patterns. This is the entire formation.

"This formation is not simple."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, only a formation of this level could summon a powerful god.

The chains that had swallowed up all the corpses of the monsters were now walking on the ground. The chains were arranged and stacked one after another, forming a complex pattern.

At this moment, a low groan came from the pattern, as if something woke up. The terrifying aura that Ye Feng felt was completely revived at this moment. The Feather Demon King stared at the chain with a flash of uncontrollable excitement.