The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 1093 Meng Xiucai

In the main hall of the City Lord's Mansion, the power of the Nascent Soul's mid-stage blow disappeared without a trace, and the calmness in the air quickly returned. Following the gaze of the scholar in Tsing Yi, the calmness in his body at this moment made Wang Yunpeng feel at ease. Tremor.

"It's only this time, it won't happen next time."

"Where is the gate of the Demon Soul Sect?" The scholar in Tsing Yi looked calm, with a faint glimmer in his eyes, he looked up at the person ahead.

Wan Yunpeng's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

Even though the young man in front of him never had any fluctuations in his breath from the beginning to the end of his life, the invisible oppressive feeling in his heart at this moment is hard to describe in words.

"Qing...Qingshui City to the east, about a thousand miles away, across the Gangfeng Rift Valley, is the Demon Soul Sect's mountain protection formation." In the hall, Wan Yunpeng's voice trembled slightly, and he didn't dare to hide it at the moment.

"Oh, it's not too far."

The scholar in Tsing Yi murmured, then slowly stood up.

After all, he no longer understood the person in front of him, turned around and walked towards the door of the hall. After a while, his figure slowly disappeared from Wan Yunpeng's sight.

"This person..." In the hall, Wan Yunpeng was shocked.

After hesitating for a long time, he still didn't have the courage to go after him, finally sighed secretly, turned and walked into the secret room in the mansion.

In Qingshui City, on the noisy street, the scholar in Tsing Yi walked slowly on the long street after leaving the City Lord's Mansion. Suddenly, his figure paused a little, and a little confused look appeared in his eyes. .

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"It's about to hit, bang..."

When the scholar was in a daze, there was a shout from behind. It was a strong man pushing a cart. On the cart was a large pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine that was sent to the inn ahead.

Because the scholar was blocking the way, the cart bumped into the corner of the wall. There was a fragrance, and the wine spilled all over the floor.

"My surname is Meng, you kid is in a daze here, look at this wine... this." The strong man in the back also sat down on the ground at this moment, looking at the cart that fell in front of him, with a serious look on his face. Distressed color.

The scholar in Tsing Yi in front only reacted at this moment.

"Brother Li, I seemed to be in a dream just now. I dreamed that I, Meng Zhou, had become a fairy." The scholar's face was full of excitement at the moment, and he couldn't help but said excitedly.

Beside the corner, the strong man, when he heard this, he didn't care about the broken wine jar, he quickly got up, looked up at the scholar in front of him, and the expression on his face became a little more serious.

"Meng Xiucai, you, are you alright?"

"Is there a crash somewhere? Why don't Brother Li take you to Zhang Langzhong's house to have a look." The sturdy man didn't blame the scholar in front of him, but instead showed a worried look on his face.

The scholar in Tsing Yi in front of him didn't seem to have heard the words of the person in front of him. He raised his head and looked in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, and the excitement in his eyes inevitably became stronger.

"Just this time, this time is not an example." Meng Zhou murmured, then turned around and ran towards the direction of his gaze.

His eyes are full of tenacity at this moment, and he firmly believes that everything just now is definitely not an illusion.

On the long street, at the corner of the street, the strong man turned his head to look at the scholar's distant back. At this moment, he was a little taken aback. After recovering, he couldn't help shaking his head slightly, and muttered a few words to himself.

The scholar's body was attached by Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness just now.

At this moment, following the departure of his power of spiritual knowledge, the consciousness of the Tsing Yi scholar recovered at the same time. Ye Fei would not have thought that his unconscious action would make the future Central Plains world have an extra eighth-layer tribulation the strong.

The source world, the land of the Central Plains, Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness swept across, and the Gangfeng Rift Valley not far ahead had already appeared in his sight.

Ahead, there is a strong wind blowing all over the sky, and two huge canyons stand on both sides like ancient gates. The howling wind inside the gate is enough to tear apart the martial arts under the tribulation.

"Give me the power of ancient runes." In mid-air, Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness condensed.

The phantom of his figure was condensed in the midair of Gangfeng Rift Valley at this moment. Although it seemed vague, the power on his body, under the blessing of the power of ancient runes, seemed extremely terrifying.

The Devil Soul Sect, the top of the ancient peak, also has a shocking momentum at this moment.

"Come, who is it?"

With a low shout, his mind trembled at the moment.

With the sound of that voice, the gang wind in the rift seemed to be frightened to a standstill at this moment.

"Ancient seal, seal the sky." Outside Gangfeng Canyon, in mid-air at this time, Ye Fei's eyes were full of coldness, and the power of runes in this world that could be condensed had already been condensed to the extreme at this moment.

Although it was just an incarnation of spiritual consciousness, the power of this blow was indistinguishable from that of Ye Fei's real body.

In an instant, the entire Gangfeng Rift Valley trembled at this moment, and the terrifying howling hurricane was almost instantly dispersed, and cracks appeared in the Demon Soul Sect's mountain protection formation at the same time.

"Hmm! This is..."

"It's actually the power of the Eightfold Tribulation Realm. The old man heard that Taiyu is the head of the Demon Soul Sect's Elder Hall. May I ask who is your Excellency?" Not far ahead, as the voice came, a man in a gray robe with a serious face The long-bearded old man of color came from the sky at this moment.

His gaze swept into the midair at this moment, but he couldn't see the face of the comer clearly.

But the power that could shake the Great Mountain Protector Formation of the Demon Soul Sect, and the power that made his heart tremble at this moment, was undoubtedly an old monster of the Eighth Tribulation Realm.

"Get out!" In mid-air, Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness uttered a low shout.

In the next moment, the power of the ancient runes condensed into a tornado vortex, which then appeared and swept towards the old man in front of him.

There was a killing intent in this blow.

"How dare you." The old man in front of him looked shocked at this moment.

He also didn't expect that the person in mid-air, as a strong man in the eighth stage of tribulation, would show no mercy in front of his Demon Soul Sect's mountain gate, and would directly attack if he disagreed with him.

One must know that the three major ancient sects in the Central Plains are all rumored to have powerful real immortals sitting in their towns.

Even if it is just a legend, even if there has never been a true immortal strongman or an old monster in the Ninth Layer Tribulation Realm, it definitely exists.

In the middle of the sky at this time, Ye Fei's strength had already been condensed to the extreme at this moment, but just when he was about to make a move, there was a sign of condensing in the sky that hadn't appeared for a long time.

"The power of repulsion."

"Sure enough, this is not the real real world." Ye Fei raised his head at this moment, looking into the mid-air, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly at this moment.

Between heaven and earth, the power of ancient runes slowly converges and dissipates.

The avatar formed by the power of Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness has become a little unstable, and he can't last long in this state.

"What is this..." Not far ahead, Wen Taiyu couldn't help showing a blank look on his face at this moment.

The strength of that blow just now was extremely impressive, even if he took it reluctantly, he would probably be injured, but for some reason, when the strength was condensed to the extreme, it suddenly restrained and dissipated.

Not long after, a voice came from midair.

"I will come again." Above Gangfeng Canyon, Ye Fei's cold voice sounded slowly.

In the surrounding air, the terrifying power of the runes has all dissipated.

In front of the large formation of the Demon Soul Sect, Wen Taiyu's complexion changed drastically at this moment, and his face showed an unprecedented solemn expression. As the head of the Elder Hall of the Demon Soul Sect, how could he not know that a strong man in the eighth level of robbery represent something.

"Who are you? Come to my Demon Soul Sect, what's your purpose?" Wen Taiyu's eyes flickered in the air ahead, and he asked in a deep voice.

At this moment, in the air ahead, that terrifying power has disappeared without a trace.

And with the last trace of spiritual power, hidden in the air, that cold voice came to Wen Taiyu's ear again.

"Come here, destroy the sect." The simple four words, but there is an invisible chill.

After the words fell, the majestic momentum in the distant midair disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the chief elder of the Demon Soul Sect, the old man named Wen Taiyu, couldn't help trembling at this moment, and his figure could not help but take two steps back subconsciously at this moment.

At the same time, not far behind, the disciples of the Demon Soul Sect rushed out with inquiries.

"I'll wait, meet the Great Elder!"

"The junior who attacked my sect's protective mountain formation has already been taken down by the elders?" Among the disciples behind, a middle-aged man with a long face, short hair and wearing a blue robe took a step forward.

This person's aura is not bad, at least he has the strength of robbery. He is not an unknown person in the Demon Soul Sect, but the master of law enforcement who is in charge of the sect's rules and punishments.

"This person, let's go." The expression on Wen Taiyu's face was a little ugly at the moment, and he said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Demon Soul Sect in front were all stunned.

"Elder, don't tell me that even your old man..." The head of the law enforcement hall was definitely not stupid, and the expression on his face became serious at the same time.

The Zongmen's mountain protection formation was attacked, and this was the first time he heard of it since he joined the Demon Soul Sect.

Thinking about it carefully, the opponent is probably extremely powerful, if not for having absolute confidence in himself, who would dare to so blatantly oppose the Demon Soul Sect, one of the three ancient sects.

"Don't talk too much."

"You take a trip to Beizhou immediately, and ask Wan Yunfeng to deduce the divine calculation of Mu Yunzi, come to my Demon Soul Sect to tell, I want to see who that person is?" Wen Taiyu waved his sleeves at this moment, and immediately Said in a deep voice.

In the middle of the sky ahead, the head of the Law Enforcement Hall heard the words and immediately raised his hand to say yes.

Dongzhou, Qizong, at the top of the sixth peak at this moment, Ye Fei stood in the void, and after a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, the eyes were radiant and introverted, and the invisible force around him slowly disappeared .

After pondering for a while, he raised his head and stared into the sky.

Following his gaze, it can be seen that the faintly condensed black cloud disappeared without a trace after Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness returned, as if it had never appeared before.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly, and then looked away.

(End of this chapter)