The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1117

In the night sky, Yaofeng was silent for a long time, then raised his head to look at the dark night in the distance.

Looking at the Eastern and Western martial arts circles, I am afraid that only a talented person can take that piece of jade slip from him so easily.

"This envoy is waiting for you." Yaofeng murmured, purple light flashed in his eyes, and his figure melted into the darkness.

Jiangdong City, Ye Family Manor, it was late at night, and Ye Fei was standing in mid-air, and his vision could see that the front had already turned into a wasteland, covered by the formation and unable to enter the eyes of ordinary people.

This array itself was set up by Ye Fei, and the covering barrier naturally couldn't block Ye Fei's eyes.

"I don't know how long it will take to go." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help murmuring.

In the past, when he left the Ye family, he would have walked out of Huaxia at most. It was not difficult to come back, but if he stepped into the source world, it would take a lot of energy to return to Huaxia.

After thinking for a moment, the hesitant look on Ye Fei's face quickly disappeared in mid-air.

"Wait for me... to come back." After a low murmur, his figure had disappeared.

In the Ye Family Manor, on the balcony of the central courtyard, Lan Fei's eyes trembled slightly at the moment, and the barrier in the darkness in front of her also couldn't cover her eyes. She knew that it would be at least a few years before she wanted to see each other again tonight. .

For a martial artist in the late Yuanying period, a few years is just a snap of his fingers.

However, for a person who misses, sometimes a few days, that is like the past few years.

"I'll wait for you." On the balcony, the lonely figure wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the expression on his face quickly recovered the toughness of the past, turned around and walked into the room.

Huaxia, the territory of East China.

In the night, under the guidance of the jade slips in his hand, Ye Fei walked all the way through the air, and soon appeared in a deep mountain, in the middle of the barren veins, with dangerous peaks and cliffs under his feet.

"Worship the Soul Gate." In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes flashed a glimmer.

With his spiritual consciousness swept across, he easily penetrated the large formation protecting the mountain here. It can be seen that this Huaxia hidden door ended up being destroyed because of Na Dingyin's rebellion.

There was already no one in the door, and the cover formation in the deep mountain was just a simple barrier method, set up to prevent ordinary people from stepping in.

In mid-air, Ye Fei pondered for a while, and then stepped into it with a flickering figure.

"This door should have been destroyed by the Guardian Alliance."

"In this space, there is still the aura of a powerful man in the Tribulation Realm." After Ye Fei entered the Soul Worship Gate, he searched around, and the traces of many people fighting around were extremely obvious.

The guardian alliance that Lan Cang talked about is not just a simple guardianship. Any existence that threatens the martial arts world is almost wiped out mercilessly. On this point, he coincides with the master of the Dharma King Hall .

At the peak of the gate, the main hall has been destroyed by the aftermath of the fighting, and there is still a bloody smell in the air that has not dissipated.

What happened here, although Ye Fei doesn't know, but the disciples in the Soul Worship Sect seem to be not much different from the ancestor named Ding Yin, and they have a deep hostility towards the martial arts world.

If it weren't for this, it wouldn't be where it is today.

Inside the Soul Worship Sect, Ye Fei was in front of a ruined hall at the moment, his eyes swept far away, and fell into the direction of the back mountain of this sect.

"It is recorded in the Jade Slips that the Nether Gate of Worshiping the Soul Gate is hidden in the stone wall at the back of the mountain. This Nether Gate was sealed as early as 300 years ago, so that Na Ding Yin had to get it. Seek far away."

In front of the ruined hall, Ye Fei couldn't help but wonder inwardly.

After thinking for a moment, he immediately put away the jade slips, his figure flickered at the same time, drawing a stream of light in the night sky.

This jade slip came from Yaofeng, the envoy of the Dharma King's Palace. As for whether it is true or not, Ye Fei does not know, but this Worshiping Soul Sect is located in East China, and it won't take long to waste time here to explore it.

"If I can't find the Nether Gate, I can only go to the Western Martial Arts World." In the night sky, Ye Fei stopped thinking at this moment, and his figure quickly disappeared in place.

Stabilizing his figure again, not far in front of him, it can be seen that there is an extremely deep canyon.

Under the sweep of spiritual consciousness, there is a steep rock wall at the end of the canyon. Below that rock wall, a huge bluestone can be seen standing under it, with a faint glimmer of light.

"Is it a sealing stone?"

"There is no one guarding this place?" Ye Fei immediately stepped into the canyon, his face could not help showing doubts.

On the boulder in front, the flashing ancient rune imprint at that time is obviously a seal.

The seal on this bluestone may be extremely difficult for others to break, but in Ye Fei's eyes, it is not too strong. The power of the ancient runes he has mastered far exceeds that of the person who arranged the seal.

Even so, it would take a lot of spiritual power to completely break the seal.

And Ye Fei didn't intend to remove the seal, he only needed to open a gap to allow himself to enter the Nether Gate.

"It seems that what is said in the jade slips of Yaofeng is true." In front of the bluestone in the canyon, Ye Fei took a look at the sealing stone in front of him. At this moment, he stopped thinking about it, and the spiritual power in his body slowly began to condense.

The sooner he stepped into the source world, the sooner he would be able to return, this matter is urgent for Ye Fei.

At this moment, the spiritual pressure in the mid-stage of Tongshen swept across, and the ancient seal in the palm condensed and formed.

"Give it to Ye Mou!" Ye Fei shouted, raised his hand and pointed forward.

"Boom, boom..."

In an instant, the entire canyon trembled suddenly.

On the huge bluestone in front, as Ye Fei's ancient seal rolled over, a visible crack appeared, and a real dim light flashed out of it.

In front of the boulder, seeing this scene, Ye Fei couldn't help but smile slightly.

Just when he was about to open his mouth wider, a fierce force suddenly came from the night sky behind him. It was a jet-black sword light, which broke through extremely fast and pointed directly at Ye Fei's figure.

"Huh? The power of the Tribulation Realm." Ye Fei was stunned, his eyes flickering coldly.

The next moment, his figure turned sharply, bringing out an afterimage, dodging the power of the sword, and at the same time, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and there was a flash of thunder in his eyes, and he turned his head to stare back.

Following his gaze, he could see an old man in robes with a long face, short beard, thin figure, and holding a black sword in his hand, had already appeared in the night sky behind him.

"Ye Fei, do you still remember this old man!" In the night, the old man said in a low voice, gnashing his teeth.

Looking past, Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly when he saw the comer clearly.

"Ding Yin."

"Ye Mou thought that you had already lost your morals, but I didn't expect you to still be alive." The expression on Ye Fei's face did not change at the moment, and he looked at the person ahead and smiled slowly.

At the time of the nine-storey barren pagoda, the ancestor of the Soul Worshiping Sect seemed to have escaped and disappeared while taking advantage of the chaos.

But with the establishment of the Guardian Alliance, there is no place for this person to hide in the Eastern and Western martial arts circles. It stands to reason that it should be impossible for him to survive to this day.

"Hmph, junior, today, this old man will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces." In the middle of the sky in the distance, Ding Yin seemed to hate Ye Fei to the bone. Come.

The powerhouse of the Triple Tribulation Realm has an extraordinary aura, that terrifying spiritual pressure force can almost instantly suppress the entire audience.

"Just relying on you, I'm afraid it's not enough." Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and his figure stepped into the air at the same time.

The next moment, the aura around him changed suddenly, and the power of ice swept over him, as if the night had been frozen, and a white sky was spread in the mid-air of the canyon.

The real body of the ice world is sacrificed, and the momentum is not weaker than the person in front.

In the night sky ahead, Ding Yin showed a sneer. After seeing Jiemai's real body, he did not rush forward, but used his spiritual sense to firmly lock onto Ye Fei's figure.

"Ye Fei, do you think the old man is the only one waiting for you?"

"Senior Rong, if you don't make a move, if you let this kid drag on, I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the Guardian Alliance." The smile on Ding Yin's face remained unchanged, and he spoke slowly at this moment.

When Ye Fei heard the words in front, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

As the voice of the person in front fell, it could be seen that in the distant night sky, a man wearing a dark robe, with a majestic face and a shocking aura suddenly appeared at this moment.

This person is none other than Rong Yihai, the ancestor of the Fire Worship Cult.

In the Chinese martial arts world, in terms of hard power, this ancestor of the sect is only weaker than Fu Cangtian and other powerhouses, and his own combat power is extremely terrifying.

"Ye Xiaoyou, long time no see." Rong Yihai smiled, and his spiritual sense locked onto Ye Fei at the same time.

With the appearance of this person, under the awe of his aura, the ice real body in the night sky shattered, and the aura of Ye Fei was completely suppressed almost instantly.

"It shouldn't be."

"Although Rong Yihai is strong, it is impossible to shatter my Ice Realm body just by virtue of his aura." The expression on Ye Fei's face could not help showing a dignified look at this moment, and he couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

His own state has not returned to the peak state, and at this moment he feels a sense of lack of spiritual power.

"The spiritual power is consumed too quickly, could it be..." Ye Fei also reacted very quickly. After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the sealed stone tablet behind him.

It can be seen that within the stele, there is a very thin spiritual thread, without him noticing, it is constantly absorbing the spiritual power in his body, it is really strange.

After only a moment, the ancient seal in Ye Fei's palm condensed, and he raised his hand towards the bluestone behind him.

The power of the ancient runes instantly condensed into a seal, temporarily sealing the crack, and at this moment the spiritual power in his body slowly stabilized.

"Haha, haha, did you notice it?"

"But unfortunately, it's too late."

In the night sky in front of him, Ding Yin couldn't help laughing out loud at the moment, he was naturally very familiar with this sealing stone.

The ancient seal on this stone is extremely difficult to break apart, even if a way to break it is found, the suction force within the Nether Gate will continue to absorb the spiritual power of the person who opened it.

(End of this chapter)