The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1362 Promenade Altar
"Bold, junior."

"This old man asks you, how dare you refuse to answer!" Demon Sword Master Uncle snorted coldly, regardless of his status at this moment, obviously vowed to kill Ye Fei here.

This sudden attack, the disciples around the platform in front of them obviously didn't react for a while.

But on the stands, the masters, uncles and strongmen of other sects are naturally not the same. After seeing the Demon Sword Sect's move, they obviously have no intention of interfering. If the junior dies here, it will be of great benefit to them And no harm.

The appearance of Ye Fei has already caused fear in the hearts of these master uncles and strong men.

"Noisy..."

On the platform, Ye Fei murmured.

The next moment, his whole body was concentrated, and he lifted the Nine Profound Sword, and then it fell into his palm. His eyes were full of fighting spirit. Although the aura could not be compared with the person in front, there was no fear in his eyes.

"That Ye Fei dared to draw his sword!"

"He wants to fight with the master uncle of Demon Sword Sect?"

"This courage alone is beyond my reach..."

Around Jingtai, the Tianjiao disciples of the major sects at this moment couldn't help showing admiration in their eyes. Leaving aside the trial ground and crossing the border, Ye Fei's actions at this moment deserve their special attention.

In mid-air, the expression on the face of the Grandmaster of Demon Sword's uncle suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Presumptuous! Xiaoyaomen has taught you how to respect your seniors." The uncle of the Demon Sword Master gave a low voice, and at the same time his breath gathered, and the killing intent in his eyes became stronger.

On the main peak of Magic Immortal Fort, the two were about to collide with each other.

But at this time, a loud shout resounded through the audience.

"Old thing, are you dead when you're an old man?" On the stands behind, Nangong Xie's face was full of anger at this time, and the breath in his body exploded.

As the voice fell, his figure stepped into the air at the same time.

As soon as possible, he took a step slower, but suddenly he made a tactic in his palm and pointed forward, his figure disappeared in place, and the next moment he blocked Ye Fei's body.

"Volvet Demon Lock."

"seal up!"

When Nangong Xie raised his hand, a long, pitch-black and dim light rope fell into his hand.

This black rope is obviously not a mortal thing. After it was released, it instantly blocked the person in front of it. Even if it is an eight-star celestial demon, it is also restricted in stature at this time.

"Xiaoyaomen, inheriting the ancient artifact Fumo lock!"

"Nangongxie, are you really going to fight this old man?" In the midair ahead, the black-robed master uncle of the Demon Sword Sect couldn't help but a trace of fear flashed in his eyes after seeing the black rope in front of him.

Above the main peak, following the sudden attack of these two people, the atmosphere in the arena immediately dropped to freezing point.

"Old Demon Sword, this old man's disciple, if you lose a strand of hair, this old man will destroy your Demon Sword Sect." Nangong Xie was not to be outdone, and his aura kept rising at this moment.

Behind, seeing this scene, Ye Fei's eyes also fell on the person in front of him.

He could sense that Nangong Xie's strength might not only be at the level of an eight-star heavenly demon, but the aura at this moment alone could already suppress the people in front of him.

"Speak wildly."

"you dare!"

The uncle of the Demon Sword Grandmaster is very angry at this moment. Looking at the larger sect, no one has ever dared to threaten to destroy the Manchu Demon Sword Sect in front of him. This has already risen to the height of the sect's honor.

If they were in other places, the two might have already fought together, but now they are in the Immortal Fortress, these two strong masters and uncles are obviously restrained.

And at this moment, on the stand in front of him, the old man in white robe from the Immortal Fortress focused his eyes.

"seal up."

I saw him slowly raise his arm, a faint glow appeared in his palm, and then he pointed forward.

In an instant, in the mid-air ahead, the aura of the two master-uncle-level powerhouses who were on the verge of sword dissipation instantly dissipated, and the whole person was also locked in place, unable to move for a moment.

This force, like Tianwei, seems invisible, but it cannot tolerate the slightest resistance.

"From now on, in the Magic Immortal Castle, the power of the two of you will be sealed."

"If you dare to mess around again, the old man will never show mercy!"

The white-robed old man spoke in a low voice, and looked at the two people in front of him.

After he finished speaking, in mid-air, Nangong Xie and the black-robed master uncle of the Demon Sword Sect lost all aura in an instant, as if they had become ordinary people, and they couldn't even step into the air.

The two fell from mid-air one after another, looking very embarrassed.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei quickly made a flash and supported the person in front of him.

"Senior Nangong, are you alright?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice, his eyes flickering slightly.

At the same time, he subconsciously checked his spiritual consciousness, and couldn't help but be surprised.

At this moment, Nangong Xie has no demonic power in his body, as if he was forcefully ripped away by some force, almost nothing left. At this moment, he has become a handless chicken. The old man of power.

"You needn't be so surprised."

"Those three are all powerful at the level of demon immortals. Such methods are not surprising, and the old man Demon Sword is not much better at the moment." Nangong Xie glanced at Ye Fei, and then said bluntly.

When he opened his mouth, he glanced at the person in front of him, and the mocking look on his face never faded.

"Magic fairy..."

Ye Fei murmured, according to the division of the realm of the Outer Territory Demon Land, the powerful Demon Immortal should have broken through the limitation of the Nine-Star Heavenly Demon and reached the legendary realm of the True Immortal.

Facing such a strong man, no matter how strong his fighting power is, he might not be able to fight.

At the top of the main peak, following the attack of the white-robed old man, the former calm was restored on the peak. The black-robed master uncle of the Demon Sword Sect, although the gloomy look in his eyes has not dissipated, he dare not make any more moves at this moment.

After all, I saw the old man in white robe in front of me, his eyes fell on Ye Fei and the others in front of him.

"You wait for six people. Now that you have obtained the qualifications, you can follow the old man into the apse."

"Other sect disciples, you can wait for a few days in my Immortal Fortress. This trial test has just begun." Above the stands, the voice of the white-robed old man was calm, and then it spread around.

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the people around the platform showed puzzled expressions.

This trial of the Immortal Castle is held every 300 years. It is basically the first time for them, the arrogance of the sect, to participate in it. However, there are not many records about this so-called trial in the ancient books of the clan.

"Don't worry senior, I will wait here."

Compared with the sect disciples in front, those master uncles who lead the team obviously know more.

Everyone raised their hands and bowed politely.

The old man in white robe nodded slightly at the same time, then slowly turned around and walked towards the rear of the main hall. The other two magic immortals in the magic fairy castle disappeared almost at the same time.

"Junior Brother Ye, thank you."

Beside the Jingtai, Yu Suqing stepped forward slowly at this moment, looked up at Ye Fei, her face showed gratitude.

Although many people don't understand the qualifications of the Moyuanchi, Yu Suqing knows very well that most of this is due to the person in front of him.

"Brother Ye, please make a note of this matter. If there is an assignment in the future, I will never refuse." Li Busheng also raised his hand at this time, his eyes were concentrated, and his face showed sincerity.

The other people who were enveloped by the golden light came to their senses almost at the same moment, and they all looked at Ye Fei with expressions of gratitude.

Zifeng, the elder brother of Xiaoyaomen, also looked at Ye Fei and nodded slightly at him.

At this moment, there is no need to say more.

"Let's go in."

Ye Fei smiled lightly and didn't explain too much. After slightly nodding to a few people, he followed suit and walked forward.

He also has a lot of interest in the Moyuan Pool. The thing that can make everyone care so much is naturally not an ordinary thing. On his arm, six magic stars have already lit up. The baptism of the pool can light up its seventh star point.

"If I can step into the Realm of the Demon Immortal, my own spiritual cultivation will at least be able to reach the Ninth Level Tribulation Realm." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help but think to himself at this moment.

His Dao Fusion Technique has perfectly fused two different forces in his body, and the improvement of the power of evil spirit can also drive the spiritual power in his body.

There will be no hindrance to his cultivation.

On the top of the peak, several people behind looked at each other at this moment, and then quickly climbed up to Ye Fei in front.

A group of people crossed the peak platform, followed the old man in white robe, and entered the main hall of the Immortal Fort behind. After entering, the people did not stop, but moved forward all the way.

Passing through the main hall, a long white corridor fell into the eyes of everyone.

"Old man, Zong Yuanhao, one of the three elders of Magic Fairy Castle."

"You and the other six are among the disciples of the younger generation, the arrogance of the Eight Great Sects. After experiencing the baptism of the Moyuan Pond, I still have tasks to share with you."

In front, the white-robed old man did not stop, walking slowly towards the front of the white corridor at this moment.

But his voice, at this time, has already echoed in the ears of everyone.

"Mission?" Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

The expressions of the other people didn't change much, they all raised their hands politely and clasped their fists, and then quickly followed the person in front of them.

Not long after, everyone had already passed through the promenade, and the place they were at now seemed to be no longer on the main peak. Their gazes looked at a blank land, and the surrounding air was filled with a strange atmosphere.

This breath is not spiritual power, nor is it the power of evil spirits, but it seems to be more pure than the two.

And Zong Yuanhao in front of him also slowly stopped at this time. Not far from him, a strange altar made of white stones fell into everyone's eyes.

On the altar, like a plain, at the end stands a white stone tablet, on which many names can be vaguely engraved.

"This is the holy land of my Fairy Castle, the Altar of the Saint."

"You can step into the altar and use the power in the magic element pool to reshape your body just by exercising your own cultivation methods. Your own strength will be raised to a higher level, and you will be more likely to comprehend the supreme ancient art."

Zong Yuanhao's voice was like thunder, and he spoke slowly at this moment.

When everyone around heard the words, their eyes flashed, and their faces showed excitement.

Forcibly raising one level of realm, that is already an act against the sky, and it is even more likely to comprehend the Supreme Art, which is an irresistible temptation for every demon cultivator.

"Not yet on the altar." Zong Yuanhao said again, and the hearts of the six people around him were shocked.

Yu Suqing and the others walked forward without any hesitation at this moment.

After they stepped into the altar, they saw a flash of whiteness, and the people on the altar disappeared without a trace, and Yu Suqing's name was written on the stone tablet at the front of the altar.

"This is……"

A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he had a vague premonition in his heart.

But all altars must be used for offering sacrifices. At least in his knowledge, he has never seen an ancient altar, which is only beneficial to practitioners and not harmful.

"Brother Ye, let's take a step first." Li Busheng who was at the side obviously couldn't bear it anymore.

After he stepped onto the altar, his figure also disappeared without a trace.

Several other people stepped into the altar without much hesitation. After a while, only Ye Fei and Zifeng were left in front of the white altar.

"Ye Fei, what do you feel?" Zifeng's expression remained unchanged, and he came over by voice transmission at this moment.

Ye Fei was stunned, obviously that bad feeling was not his illusion.

The Zifeng in front of him is the incarnation of a fairy. The strength of this person must be far more than the three elders of the Magic Immortal Castle. He can feel strange, which shows that this altar is not simple.

"We have no chance to choose."

"One step ahead."

Zifeng's eyes were calm, and he took a deep look at Ye Fei at this moment, and then walked towards the white altar in front without too much hesitation, and his figure also quickly disappeared.

At this time, Ye Fei couldn't help but hesitated.

He turned his head slowly, and saw Zong Yuanhao on the side, looking at him calmly at the moment, just as Zifeng said just now, they have no chance to choose at this moment.

"Senior Zong, if the younger generation doesn't enter the altar, what should we do?" Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and then he said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air froze.

Zong Yuanhao in the distance couldn't help but look at Ye Fei meaningfully at this moment, and a smile appeared on his face at the same time.

"There are ancient teachings passed down in the Magic Immortal Castle. If the top six people do not enter the magic pool, they will have different intentions."

"Shut up!"

There was a sense of speechlessness in the flat voice.

It can be seen that as long as they enter this place, they must step into the altar. If someone resists, this strong man at the level of the magic fairy will probably attack directly regardless of his status. It is impossible for the eight major sects to offend the magic fairy castle because of the juniors of the sect.

"I see."

Ye Fei smiled lightly, turned his head and glanced at the people behind him.

At this time, the oppressive force in the surrounding air became faintly stronger, an invisible force was locking onto Ye Fei's figure at this moment, it could be seen that Zong Yuanhao was already ready to strike at any time.

And at this moment, a red light flashed across Ye Fei's sleeve, which was the abnormal movement of the red fairy bamboo flute, and at the same time, Ye Fei's eyes suddenly condensed.

(End of this chapter)