Chapter 185 Roadblock
Looking at the Qing Emperor who vented crazily in the dark void, Ye Feng and the trees of heaven and earth looked at each other and sighed. He thought that the Qing Emperor and his wife were very loving.
However, what puzzled Ye Feng was how he could not protect his woman with the strength of Emperor Qing.
"It seems that the discharge of the Qing Emperor will last for a period of time. I will practice first." He turned his head and said, Ye Feng.
"Hmm!" The tree of heaven and earth simply answered.
Ye Feng shook his head, his body flashed, and disappeared into the deepest part of darkness in the blink of an eye. The refined heavenly punishment was there.
As the owner of the heart of space, Ye Feng's mind can appear anywhere here, so although the distance is very far away, Ye Feng still appears in front of the punishment of heaven in an instant.
Standing in the dark space of nothingness, Ye Feng stood with his hands on his hands and quietly looked at the huge eyes of more than 100 feet in front of him, and his eyes flashed from time to time.
This is also the first time that Ye Feng has carefully looked at the eyes of heavenly punishment.
A circle of texture surrounds a total of nine paths.
Each one exudes an obscure atmosphere, which seems to explain the principle of heaven and earth.
Even if it has been refined by Ye Feng, this eye of heavenly punishment is still full of noble, respectful, majestic, awe-inspiring and inviolable atmosphere, like high gods, and cold eyes are indifferent to the world.
The silver eyes are cold and ruthless, and the silver light flashes and the atmosphere of Taichu spread outward and permeates, while Ye Feng's heart of space is constantly evolving the world with the help of these Taichu qi.
Although he is absorbing Taichu's qi, Ye Feng is very measured. He knows very well that the silver punishment eye refined by himself is just a split.
I'm afraid that no one would want to encounter the essence of the real Eye of Heavenly Punishment. Even if it is a divine skill of cultivation, Ye Feng is very sure of one thing. In front of the essence of the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, he has no power to counter at all.
This is self-knowledge. Ye Feng even knows very well that if this refined eye of heavenly punishment leaves the heart of space and returns to the outside world, it will immediately be out of his control.
Even in the heart of space, if there is no suppression of Thor, Ye Feng can't guarantee that he will be safe and sound.
Wo!
Stepping into the air, Ye Feng stopped on the outermost circle of the circle of the eye of heavenly punishment.
At the moment his feet fell, the breath of ancient vicissitudes rushed into his body in an instant. If it hadn't been for Ye Feng's practiced thunder formula, these magnificent breaths alone would have made him lose his ability to think.
In the face of the years, any power is small, and the gods may not be able to live forever, let alone other lives.
The ancient breath and the vast atmosphere of Taichu poured into Ye Feng's body along his feet, and the sound of the road echoed in Ye Feng's heart, as if explaining the truth of heaven and earth.
If you change a person, you will immediately immerse yourself in this road of heaven and earth, because this feeling is like a drug dealer falling into the sea of drugs, which is wonderful and indescribable.
But Ye Feng is none other than anyone else. His heart for practicing the thunder formula is far beyond the imagination of the world.
No matter in his previous life or this life, Ye Feng has always respected the sky and the earth, because heaven and earth raised him.
The gods can't honor him, let alone the road explained here.
Ye Feng knows very well that there is something wrong with the eye of heaven and punishment, and the road contained here is not the real road of heaven and earth.
If he sinks here and will inevitably become a slave to the eye of divine punishment, how can he allow this to happen?
During the operation of Thor's secret, the confusion in his eyes retreated quickly, and his mind returned to clarity again. Ye Feng stretched out a hand and put it on the silver eyes of heavenly punishment.
buzz!
The invisible shock wave fell into Ye Feng's body, and ancient pictures flashed in front of him. There were changes in the years, and some practitioners were killed...
These pictures are all experienced by the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, at least by the split of the Heavenly Punishment Eye in front of us.
A very subtle wave of consciousness came, revealing a little fatigue in ancient times, and the hysterical desire for madness and destruction hidden under fatigue.
"What's going on?" With a strange light in his eyes, Ye Feng did not expect to feel such crazy hatred and unwillingness in the eyes of heavenly punishment.
It seems that an extremely terrible thing once happened to the Eye of Heavenly Punishment.
Unwilling to and crazy are like the same wave of tide, constantly rolling, hitting Ye Feng's mind. In a trance, Ye Feng heard hysterical roar and shocking anger, that kind of betrayed anger.
Wo!
Ye Feng, who flashed away, looked at the eyes of heavenly punishment close at hand with lingering with a flinity on his face, and his face was full of lingering shock.
At that moment, when some vague pictures appeared, an unprecedented pressure made Ye Feng almost suffocate and retreated like an electric shock.
That kind of pressure is more majestic and vast, more respected and noble than the eye of heavenly punishment.
If the eye of heavenly punishment is a high-ranking official for a long time, then this kind of respect and nobility is the emperor who dominates the world.
faintly, Ye Feng recalled the fragmented scenes he saw when he entered the inheritance space of the Qing Emperor. This breath was very similar to what he felt at that time, but it was too powerful too many times.
"Is it some immortal!" For a moment, such a strange idea came to Ye Feng's mind.
In addition to those immortals who have jumped out of the three realms and are not in the five elements, who will have this kind of atmosphere?
Ye Feng, who had not calmed down for a long time, looked uncertain, which was definitely not good news for him.
If a great fairy is really enslaved this world, it will never allow a cultivation that threatens him to be born in this world.
In a short time, Ye Feng's mind changed his mind, especially after thinking that he was carrying the thunder formula, he had a strong uneasiness.
Even if they are immortals, there are few people who can jump out of the three worlds and not in the five elements, and immortals who have reached this level are absolutely not allowed to appear in this world where ordinary people still live, let alone enslave a world.
This is the rule set by the most respected gods in heaven and earth, and even immortals must abide by it.
"Is it that this person who wants to kill the gods and become equal to the gods!" Thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help shivering.
He is carrying the Thor's secret. When he cultivates to the peak, he is bound to become the Lord God, and the moment he becomes a god is undoubtedly the most vulnerable.
Thinking of the strangeness of his coming to this world, Ye Feng didn't dare to think about it.
"Want to fatten me like a pig before killing!" Ye Feng, who was cold in his eyes, looked cold. "I'm afraid you will regret it then."
Although this is only Ye Feng's speculation, he believes that it is likely to be true, otherwise there is no such coincidence.
With his strength, how could he encounter a series of changes? In the end, he was struck by lightning for no reason, and there was an inexplicable divine skill in the soul of this world.
If it's a coincidence, I'm afraid it's hard to believe who it is.
"But now is not the time to take care of these." Ye Feng, who smiled coldly, temporarily put down his mind. Now he is only the fifth king, and he is not even an immortal, let alone a god.
You should know that the so-called holy step, the saint who has achieved the holy throne is only a semi-immortal. It is not an addition to say that Ye Feng is 108,000 miles away from becoming an immortal, let alone becoming a god.
In Shandong, Ye Feng appeared in the pupil of the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, sat cross-legged about a foot away from the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, closed his eyes, calmed down and began to practice.
The Taichu spirit here is the strongest, and the quality is also the highest. The effect of cultivation here is undoubtedly the best.
In the heart of space, part of Ye Feng's divine thoughts are cultivated here, and outside, Ye Feng also encountered trouble.
He was finally stopped.
Five men in gorgeous clothes with the word "Le" embroidered on their left chest lined up, blocking Ye Feng's way.
These five people are free and easy, breathing is long, and their breath is calm. At a glance, they are definitely young and talented. Looking at their age, the oldest is only in their thirties.
Of course, it is undoubtedly stupid to judge a person's age by its appearance in the world of practitioners. Any successful person can slow down the speed of his aging thousands of times.
"How many people are from Bliss City?" Ye Feng, who stood with a knife, looked at the five people in front of him with a light and calm look and asked a seemingly idiotic words.
"Not bad." Among the five people, in the middle was a man with a temperament and a cold look, with a smile at the corners of his mouth. "My name is Tang Ao, the leader of the martial arts team of the bliss hall."
"You are Ye Feng, the grandson of Ye Kuanglan." Tang Ao, who had finished introducing himself, stared at Ye Feng and frowned slightly.
"Why does everyone add my grandfather's name before saying my name?" Ye Feng, who touched his nose, laughed at himself, "It seems that Grandpa was really famous in those years!"
"So you are indeed Ye Feng." Tang Ao smiled and said, "I think you are injured now. How about it? Do you want us to escort you back to the city?"
"Will you be so kind?" Ye Feng was surprised and did not believe.
"Doing this is just to prevent you from being killed before you recover from your injury, so that I don't have a chance to ** you." Tang Ao laughed and said, "Go further, those people are not as good as me to talk."
"You mean there are still people waiting for me ahead." Ye Feng, who squinted his eyes, said lightly.
"Well, those guys, whether you are injured or not, they just need to confirm that you are Ye Kuanglan's grandson and then kill you, that's enough." Tang Ao nodded seriously, "So you'd better go back to the city with us. I've heard how great Ye Kuanglan is since I was a child. Now, I'd like to know if his grandson is also so great."
"Are you sure?" Looking at Tang Ao, Ye Feng asked.
"There is a saying that a tiger father has no dog son. By interacting with you, you can know whether your grandfather is really as magical and powerful as rumored." Tang Ao nodded seriously.
"Then you just need to follow me. I'm sure I won't let you down." Ye Feng, who suddenly showed a bright smile, passed by Tang Ao and others.
"The team leader, he is~~~" beside Tang Ao, a member of the martial arts group saw Ye Feng go away with a hesitant look.
"This man is really not ordinary conceit." Another person sneered.
"I don't know if he has the same conceit and arrogant capital as his grandfather. Don't be trampled into a piece of shit." Some people don't like Ye Fengdao.
"You~~~" Listening to these people's words, Tang Ao sighed, "This is the gap between you and others."
"If ten thousand steps back, what if he is defeated? Can you deny his grandfather's strength? Don't forget that even if the rumors are exaggerated, it is an indisputable fact that our king was defeated in the hands of that madman.
"Let's go. Let's follow him so far away. To be honest, I'm also curious about how strong this guy is." Tang Ao, who left this sentence, followed the group.
The rest of the people looked at each other, nodded and left together.
It turned out that Tang Ao did not deceive Ye Feng. At the speed of Ye Feng's march, he soon met the next group of people.
"Are you Ye Feng?" The man who spoke was cold-eyed and looked cruel.
"I am!" Ye Feng nodded and answered.
"Very good." The cold man smiled brightly and said, "Remember, the person who defeated you is Cheng Song!"
Boom!
There is no superfluous nonsense at all. The man named Cheng Song didn't care whether Ye Feng was injured or not, and immediately knifed.
miso!
A ferocious knife sounded through the void, and the bright knife light crossed the sky and rushed like lightning.
There is a tragic atmosphere in the huge knife. The knife is a momentum that never comes back. Cheng Song's speed is extremely fast, and the moment the knife has appeared beside Ye Feng.
"Good!" There was a burst of applause, but it was Cheng Song's companions.
A knife that can be called experience broke through the air, bringing a gust of wind, and the magnificent knife swept over, accompanied by the roar and roar of the wind.
click!
Boom!
With a buzz, the earth trembled, and countless small cracks spread rapidly outward.
A ferocious and terrible knife mark suddenly appeared on the earth. Grass and trees were flying, dust was flying, and the magnificent knife was smashed and restored to spread outward.
Shrugly raised his head, Cheng Song's pupils contracted, and Ye Feng avoided his blow.
As if he had expected Cheng Song's knife for a long time, Ye Feng did not hurry and retreated at the last moment when the knife came.
Not a trace, not a little, just wiped the knife and retreated, perfectly avoiding Cheng Song's knife.
"Very good knife." Ye Feng, who touched his nose, looked relaxed and sincerely praised, "It's just that the momentum is more than enough to change. If you are not exhausted at the last moment, you can have 16 different choices, so that I can't avoid it calmly."
Cheng Song heard the words, raised his eyebrows gently and looked at Ye Feng with a surprised face.
"Can you use a knife?" Cheng Song looked at Ye Feng with bright eyes, which sounded like doubt but more like affirmation.
"I'm not talented, I know a little about it." Ye Feng, who nodded with a smile, said lightly, which made people have an impulse to rush up and beat him.