Cultivation little Taoist

Chapter 638 Military Prestige
The densely packed ones flying over in the air were the Nine Yin Miasma Bees!

This thing was born in the land of Nine Yins. It is an ancient mutated bee. It is black and purple and gathers in groups. It can spray purple miasma, and those who stick to it will die immediately.

This bastard named Li Zheng really has a lot of cards!
Following the thoughts of these Nanyang wizards, blood mist began to appear in the surrounding area, and among them, the ghosts flashed, and the five poisons appeared in large numbers.

Ye Feng's expression didn't change at all, he just said lightly: "Is it over?"

Li Zheng was taken aback. He could maintain such composure after seeing the trump card of these three poisonous insects and being surrounded by a group of wizards. It really is not easy!
However, Li Zheng was more confident in his heart. After a little reaction, he thought that Ye Feng was playing tricks.

"Have you been scared out of your wits? Why are you so stubborn?
Even the Maoshan Taoist surnamed Xu was quite surprised when he saw the background of our Nanyang wizards! "

Li Zheng wanted to stimulate Ye Feng with words, even if it made him show the slightest fear.

"No, I feel like you're very stupid." Ye Feng shrugged, pointing at the purple electric mayfly, "You use lightning-type bugs to deal with me, a master of Maoshan? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

"Zidian Mayfly is not for you, the remaining two are for you!" Li Zheng said with a gloomy face, "If you beg for mercy now, I might consider giving you a chance to die safely.

But you kid, you really don’t cry when you see the coffin! "

With a wave of Na Li's forehand, the golden-spotted bloodthirsty mosquito rushed towards Ye Feng with a "buzzing" sound.

But Zidian Mayfly rushed towards Zhang Lingxiu and Zhuge Ming.

The Nine Yin Miasma Bee also began to release purple miasma, mixed with the blood mist and various grievances, and the five poisons interfered with Ye Feng and the other three.

Zhuge Ming opened the Qimen Formation in an instant, and briefly resisted these things from the formation. Zhang Lingxiu also put the sword on his waist again, and the phantom of King Yama gradually appeared behind him.

Facing so many powerful poisonous insects, he can only hand over his hole cards and only hope for a one-hit kill.

The longer the delay, the higher the possibility of these poisonous insects finding their own flaws.

Ye Feng still didn't make any movements, but tilted his head and looked at Li Zheng with a faint smile.

"Do you think you are awesome?"

Li Zheng was startled, and then his face darkened: "What do you mean?
That Qimen style surnamed Zhuge, I'm afraid it won't last long in this miasma! "

Zhuge Ming's face indeed showed an expression of struggling to support, but he still looked at Ye Feng with confidence.

He knew that Ye Feng's arrogance must be based on self-confidence.

"How many compatriots you killed in those days, do you still remember?" Ye Feng changed the topic abruptly.

Li Zheng frowned: "If you said this, I would like to ask you, how many of our compatriots have you killed!"

"You intend to attack China and invade our territory, so you have the nerve to speak out?" Ye Feng asked sharply.

"Hehe." Na Li Zheng suddenly smiled disdainfully: "Why am I telling you these useless things?
After killing you, our next step is to establish a kingdom and a new land in China that completely belongs to our Nanyang wizards.

But, unfortunately, you will never see it again. "

"Do you think you are awesome?" Ye Feng asked again.

Li Zheng had a mocking look on his face, "I'll ask you this question after you die!"

Then the bell in his hand rang loudly, and these poisonous insects rushed over, and the Qimen Style was rushed away in an instant.

However, Ye Feng took out a golden military medal with a somewhat dull color, "This is what the five people who went back back then took from Mr. Xu Wenchang.

When he brought this object back to Maoshan, he made a will, if anyone violates the country again, his soul will be released, and the Tartars will be eliminated again! "

As Ye Feng injected Maoshan's stellar energy into the golden military medal, a golden light shot out into the sky, instantly dispelling the blood mist and miasma.

"This is the Chinese military power!"

Countless golden souls came out from the military medal, and the golden ocean instantly counterpressed the Nanyang wizard's formation and unjust souls, and at the same time a voice resounded through the sky:
"Defend the land that my ancestors worked so hard to leave us!
The name is right and the words are right, the ghosts drink to the gods, the determination is firm, and the death will not change!

There are ancient teachings that Han and thieves are not at odds!

Huayi must be strictly distinguished, and the Spring and Autumn Period preserves righteousness!

Live as a soldier, die as a soldier! "

Na Lizheng watched the golden ocean devour everything he had carefully designed in an instant, and gritted his teeth: "Stop talking nonsense! What Chinese military power! If I can stop my three poisonous insects, I will lose!"

The Nine Miasma Bee raised its tail and rushed towards the three people who were bathed in the golden light, and the Golden Spotted Bloodthirsty Mosquito also raised its needles, and at the same time, the Purple Electric Mayfly also began to brew the Nine Heavens. Xian Lei.

"Seniors can't stop it, I will stop it!"

Zhang Lingxiu sneered coldly, and the phantom image of King Yama behind him had condensed into reality, and he swung the long sword in his hand, a tyrannical sword energy of extinction flashed across in an instant, and those bugs that were still preparing their big moves were instantly knocked down to the ground.

Ye Feng drew out the money sword and shot it out.

"One sword pierces the soul and descends to the underworld!"

The money sword pierced through Li Zheng's chest, and then Ye Feng hit him on the chin, shattering the back of his head.

Na Li Zheng didn't snort until he died, he opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Feng in front of him, and lay down slowly.

"In this small place, the people around you are coaxing you, and with Tian Zongzi's sweet words, you may feel that you are very powerful."

Ye Feng drew out the money sword, "Don't always live in your dream of attacking China and creating a new world, the reality is cruel."

He paused, and suddenly smiled: "I am reality!"

The remaining Nanyang wizards were killed by Zhang Lingxiu's sword in sevens and eights, and the most important thing was that their hearts were broken.

They fled in all directions, but those golden souls didn't intend to let them run away. They chased after them and killed them cleanly.

"Old Zhang, you clean up the mess, Zhuge and I will save the child!"

Zhang Lingxiu nodded in silence as a response.

Ye Feng threw the military medal in his hand to Zhang Lingxiu, and then took Zhuge Ming to let Mo Yu continue to look for the place of anger.

"It's okay, little brother, and he's hiding such a big move!" Zhuge Ming laughed as he ran after Ye Feng.

"There is no big move, dare to act so aggressive?" Ye Feng shrugged, watching Mo Yu open a mechanism, this time finally revealing the road leading to the underground.

"go!"

The two jumped down, it was a long staircase, and the inside was extremely dark, but the two of them were not afraid at all. When they went down to a flat ground, Zhuge Ming suddenly stopped Ye Feng: "It's not right, this place doesn't seem to be Nanyang. It was dug out by a wizard!"

Ye Feng touched the wall casually, and there were obvious traces of artificial excavation, but in terms of age, it was indeed a bit long ago.

"This place seems to be remodeled from a certain tomb." Zhuge Ming frowned, knelt down on the ground and touched it, "Mechanism brick!"

"Mo Yu, check the surrounding terrain immediately!" Ye Feng shouted anxiously.

"I created Yin Qi perception for the two mages."

As Mo Yu said, a wisp of yin energy penetrated Ye Feng and Zhuge Ming's minds, and the surrounding terrain was also instantly generated in their minds.

This is a huge space like a tomb, and there is actually a small city in the middle, which forms the city wall.

And in the center, there are three hundred small light spots shining.

"That's where the three hundred boys and girls are." Mo Yu said softly.

"Understood." Ye Feng hummed, and just as he took a step, he suddenly heard the sound of strings tightening in the darkness.

"I see, this is Meng Huo's tomb! The place my ancestors designed for him back then!"

Zhuge Ming woke up suddenly, grabbed Ye Feng and returned to the stairs in an instant, and at the same time climbed up a short distance, there was the sound of arrows "swish" at the bottom.

Afterwards, there was a sound of explosion in an instant. It turned out that some arrows contained fire phosphorus, which would ignite in the wind, and fire oil was hidden in the mechanism bricks, which immediately caused the fire to explode.

"Did Mr. Kong Ming manage things so leniently back then?" Ye Feng said a little speechlessly.

"Mr. Kong Ming captured Meng Huo seven times and made him completely convinced.

In fact, not only the seven captures and seven moves, Mr. Kong Ming also gave Meng Huo a generous gift—helping him design the tomb behind him. "

Zhuge Ming explained: "In that era, all people with real power paid great attention to the construction of their own tombs. Mr. Kong Ming was a master of Qimen Dunjia. If he participated in the design of the tomb, it would naturally be unparalleled in the world. At the time, it was undoubtedly a generous gift.

After receiving such benefits, Meng willingly surrendered to the then Shu Kingdom. "

"Then can you solve it?" Ye Feng asked in a deep voice.

Unexpectedly, Meng Huo's tomb was arranged in such a small place!

"No, according to my family's records, Mr. Kong Ming designed the tomb as an infinite series of dead ends. The specific method was not recorded in detail in order to ensure the safety of the tomb. But I guess, since Mr. Kong Ming wanted to design such a dead end, That must be a dead end.

This is not a matter of whether I have self-confidence, but Mr. Kong Ming, no matter in terms of attainment or seniority, he is my ancestor. "

"Not only your ancestor, but also Tian Zongzi's ancestor." Ye Feng smiled, and patted Zhuge Ming on the shoulder, "Then this matter will be easy."

Zhuge Ming looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"

"I said that since you are the ancestors of both of you, it proves that Mr. Kong Ming should not put more pressure on you than on Tian Zongzi?"

"That's natural... Tian Zongzi may be stronger than me, but according to his ability, in front of Mr. Kong Ming, he is just as good as me."

"That's it." Ye Feng smiled, "Let's enter this tomb according to Tian Zongzi's method!"

(End of this chapter)