World Wide Martial Art

"Sure enough! Brother Huanxi's conclusion is correct! Everyone, take action!"

Seeing this scene, Huan Youfang was completely relieved and rushed towards the dead souls with a loud shout.

Huan Zuoliang took his sister Huan Yuejiao's hand, and immediately stepped forward with his companions to start hunting for dead souls and collecting dead soul crystals.

A new star happily collects crystals of dead souls. In the starry sky among the ruins of the secret road to the sky, Ye Feng takes his psychedelic ancestor back to the place where he originally slept.

"You continue to retreat here and wait for my call."

Ye Feng still looked like the Qianyou Evil God, and calmly told the psychedelic ancestor, "You must not leak the news about my arrival!"

"Understood, the little one is absolutely tight-lipped. Even if other weird adults come to inquire, the little one will not say a word."

The psychedelic ancestor quickly raised his hand to pledge, looking loyal.

"Ah."

Ye Feng sneered, he didn't believe in the loyalty of the psychedelic ancestor at all.

Whether they are weird or demonic, demons or monsters, they all have the same virtue and are all insidious and cunning characters.

If you want to keep the psychedelic ancestor silent, there is only one way to hold his life in your hands.

Ye Feng raised his finger and pointed a little at the forehead of the psychedelic ancestor.

A ball of illusory brilliance was like lightning, instantly falling into the sea of ​​psychedelic ancestor consciousness.

"this……"

The psychedelic ancestor's expression froze. He didn't even have time to react. Ye Feng's method had already hit him, and he couldn't avoid it at all.

"Master Weird, what are you doing..."

The psychedelic ancestor gave a bitter smile and looked at Ye Feng in fear, hoping to get an answer.

"It's just a small trick."

Ye Feng waved his hand disapprovingly, "Make sure you don't talk nonsense. If the information about me is leaked, you will be killed immediately. Otherwise, nothing will happen."

Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent expression, the Psychedelic Ancestor breathed a sigh of relief. He just restricted him from talking nonsense, which was a good thing.

The psychedelic ancestor knew that among the five weirdos who had sneaked into the depths of the chaotic world, there was one who loved killing the most. He often killed his subordinates for no reason, just for pure fun.

What he was afraid of was that Ye Feng would be like this. Fortunately, Ye Feng was more rational. He was lucky to be able to save his life.

"Okay, take care of yourself."

Ye Feng waved his hand and lazily ignored the Psychedelic Demon Ancestor. He flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"As expected of the supreme weird master, his speed is so fast that no one can compare with it in this lifetime."

The psychedelic ancestor said with admiration, and there was silence all around. He waited for a while to make sure that Ye Feng had really left, and his expression immediately turned into disgust.

"It's really unlucky. I slept well, but this happened to me."

The psychedelic ancestor shook his head and muttered, then lay down where he originally slept. A secret realm was once again woven, and soon his thunderous snoring sounded again.

“This time I gained a lot.

"

Ye Feng has already flown out of the starry sky ruins of the Secret Road to Heaven. He is playing with the three fragments of the Holy Tower of Heaven that he got from the psychedelic ancestor, and he is in a very good mood.

Not only did he figure out the problem of the secret road to the sky, but he also figured out the truth about the treasure fragments, and solved the biggest confusion in his heart.

It's a pity that the psychedelic ancestor of the Broken Ferocious Sword has never seen it. It would be better if we could figure out the Broken Ferocious Sword.

"The most important thing now is to collect the thirty-six fragments of the Holy Tower of Tongtian, so that the Holy Tower can see the light of day again and open the secret road."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The fragments of the Tongtian Holy Tower must not fall into the hands of the devil. These insidious and cunning guys definitely have some dangerous plans.

"There is no need to rush the development of the human race. Although I have figured out the truth about the Tongtian Holy Tower and the Tongtian Secret Road, these truths are not of any substantial help to the human race. They are just important to me."

Ye Feng pondered, the development of the human race must be planned slowly and cannot be exposed. If something strange or the devil pays attention, it will be a big trouble for the human race and may lead to disaster.

"Eh?"

Thinking all the way, Ye Feng unknowingly returned to the Dead Souls Daze again and found the Huan Silk Group hunting the dead souls on the edge of the Daze.

"Haha, these guys."

Ye Feng felt very amused as he watched them try their best to anger the dead souls on the edge of the swamp, and then drag the dead souls out of the swamp to seize the soul crystal.

The reason these guys put so much effort into hunting the dead souls cannot be separated from him. It should be because he killed the leader of the dead souls.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng found the Demonic Treasure House and entered it. The body of the dead soul leader had turned into a divine soul and dissipated, but his head was still retained.

Although the leader of dead souls is completely condensed by souls, his head is the focus of the gathering of souls. It dissipates slowly. It still exists today. It happened to be picked up by Ye Feng, and then he walked out of the Demon Treasure House and walked towards Huan Silk and the others.

Huan Silk and the others were still hunting the dead souls in full swing. Suddenly they saw Ye Feng walking out of the dead souls, and their pupils could not help but shrink.

"You damn guy! I knew it must be you!"

Huan Youfang roared angrily, wanting to rush into Daze and fight Ye Feng for his life.

Huan Zuoliang's eyes were gloomy at the moment. Even though he had a softer temper, he was extremely annoyed by Ye Feng's repeated troubles.

As for Huan Silk, he was even more murderous and had already grasped the blood-colored sword tightly.

He had long wanted to fight Ye Feng to the death. Ye Feng's repeated sabotage had completely angered him. Now was the time for reckoning.

"Yo?

What's wrong with you guys?

So angry. "

Ye Feng was dissatisfied with their performance and asked with a smile.

Just when Huan Silk was about to slash at Ye Feng with his sword, Huan Yue's confused voice suddenly sounded.

"Why...the dead souls didn't attack him, but instead avoided him?"

"Yes! Why don't the dead souls attack him?"

The Huan Silk crowd suddenly realized that Ye Feng walked through a group of dead souls, and the dead souls were like divided waves, leaving a line for Ye Feng to pass.

Ye Feng walked over from the dead souls in such a leisurely manner. If you ignore the murderous and fearful eyes of the dead souls looking at Ye Feng, then these dead souls seemed to line up on both sides of Ye Feng to pay him respects.

This scene was so weird that Huanxiang and the others had not noticed it before. Now they realized something was wrong and their eyes gradually fell on Ye Feng's hand.

"That's... the head of the leader of dead souls!"

The pupils of the rookies shrank suddenly, and they were led by dead souls. According to the records of the royal court, they were the terrifying existence of the third level demon king.

This is the leader of all the dead souls. He can control all the dead souls on the Great Swamp. Most of the time, the leader of the dead souls is asleep. If he wakes up and controls the dead souls to wreak havoc on the Great Swamp, even if he encounters the Demon King in the Fifth Layer, he will be harmed. There is a crisis of pregnancy.

But now, the head of the notorious leader of dead souls was casually held in Ye Feng's hand as if it were a piece of tatters.

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