The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 803 Undead Monster
In mid-air, Ye Fei focused his eyes, looked at the eyes below, and couldn't help sighing secretly at this moment.

"It's useless."

"Uncle Wang, you are already dead." Ye Fei took a deep look at Feng Wangjian below, and couldn't help but respond in a low voice.

In Ye Fei's eyes, these tribal people in front of him are not ghosts, but real ordinary people.

And there is obviously only one explanation for all of this, what he saw at this time was not the real world.

"You..." Uncle Wang Jian was startled, and a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, in the sky above the tribe, the vortex formed by the condensed death energy, the speed of the rotation is getting faster and faster, and it is faintly visible inside, as if something is entrenched in it.

"Hey, there are still monks here."

"In the middle stage of Yuanying, yes, yes, I can barely accept it and become the soul slave of this seat." In the black mist vortex, there were a few strange laughter at this time, and an invisible force of coercion followed. Ye Fei swept over.

In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and he looked up at the black vortex in the distance.

In his memory inheritance, in the era of medical saints, people in martial arts seemed to be called monks.

"What are you?" Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and his spiritual consciousness spread out.

Under his perception, within the black mist in front of him, he didn't feel the breath of human beings, except for the extremely strong death breath, which was the shocking breath of hatred, writhing and writhing in it.

"presumptuous!"

"This seat is not a thing. The junior Nascent Soul has not stepped forward to bow down. If you beg me, maybe I can leave a ray of your consciousness." In the black mist vortex, as the voice came, a black shadow appeared out.

This black shadow was full of death energy rolling all over his body, his eyes were extremely blood red, and he had an extremely long black beard. He looked a bit like a human being, but he really didn't have any vitality on him.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, this was the first time he had encountered such a condensed life force since he stepped into the world of martial arts.

Moreover, there seems to be no record of this thing in the memory inheritance of the medical saint.

"Penglai's downfall back then may have something to do with this thing." Ye Fei couldn't help but have an idea in his mind at this moment, he hesitated for a moment, and the spiritual power in his body condensed accordingly.

No matter what the thing in front of you is, if you grasp it and study it, you will be able to know it.

"Lianhua Sword." Ye Fei snorted, and the ice sword fell into his palm when he raised his hand. The momentum on his body changed suddenly, and the endless power of ice began to spread over the tribe.

The tumbling snow foam turned into icicles, cutting out a sharp ice blade, which pierced the night sky.

"Jie Jie... overestimated one's abilities, even a little Nascent Soul in the middle stage dared to draw a sword in front of me." The black-clothed man in front of him gave a weird laugh, and the long beard on his body suddenly stretched out.

In the night sky, the long beard turned into a tentacle full of lifeless energy, covering the ice blade galloping ahead almost instantly.

The next moment, the black tentacles spread out, and the power of Ye Fei's sword disappeared at the same time without a trace.

"The power has been swallowed up." Ye Fei's eyes flashed with thunder, and he immediately withdrew his ice sword.

The power of thunder is undoubtedly the best choice for such an evil thing as the opponent. The chill on his body dissipated and was replaced by traces of violent arcs of thunder, exuding an astonishing sense of destruction.

"Thunder Realm, Ning."

"Immortal Thunder." Ye Fei's body was full of thunder, and he quickly made a tactic in his palm, raising his hand to point like the sky.

In the night sky, a thunder curtain suddenly appeared, covering the entire tribe.

With Ye Fei's finger, the power of thunder surged wildly, and a rough arc of lightning, with the intention of destruction, suddenly fell from the thunder curtain at a speed that was hard to guard against.

"Boom, boom!" The deafening muffled sound spread throughout the entire mountain range at this moment.

The majestic counter-shock force swept across, directly blasting away the black cloud, and at the same time, it landed steadily on the black figure in front of him.

"Are you dead?" Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help whispering at this moment.

The power of the Immortal Thunder's strike contained the power of the boundary veins. Even if he was a powerhouse in the divine realm, it would be absolutely impossible for him to forcibly resist without prior precautions.

The black clouds in the mid-air in front of him dispersed, and that strange black shadow was also blown away without a trace at this time.

And just when Ye Fei's spiritual power subsided, in the tribe below, the remaining tribe members suddenly fell down one by one, and wisps of dark death energy condensed in the midair again.

"Huh? This is..." Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and his face showed a look of vigilance.

Before he could react, there was no living person left in the tribe below. Even though these people were not real, Ye Fei still couldn't help but feel extremely uncomfortable in his heart at this moment.

This was influenced by the Wood Wind Illusory Realm, and he couldn't avoid this feeling.

"Jie Jie... the power of the boundary vein, the junior Nascent Soul has actually comprehended this kind of power, it is worthy of being the soul slave that this seat favors."

"Little guy, this seat is immortal. Even if your strength reaches the supernatural realm, you still can't kill me, and you still haven't stepped forward to surrender." In the black mist ahead, strange laughter came again.

Before the voice fell, I saw the blood-red eyes, long beard, and strange shadow walking out of the darkness.

Just like what he said, it seems that he really has an immortal body. The condensed figure at this time, perceived from the breath, is actually much stronger than before.

"If you don't die, then Ye will seal you forever." Ye Fei reacted very quickly, and the spiritual power in his body skyrocketed accordingly.

I saw that he quickly made a formula in his palm, the aura on his body was constantly changing, the power of ice condensed around his body, but the power of thunder erupted in his eyes.

"Ice Realm, seal your figure."

"Thunder Realm, suppress the soul..." Ye Fei let out a low voice, then suddenly raised his hand.

The power of pure ice was condensed into a transparent square seal, which instantly enveloped the black shadow in front of it for a radius of ten miles, together with the dead air in the black clothes in the midair, it was forcibly sealed within the ice world.

In the night sky, the thunder curtain condensed by the thunder world turned into a giant net of thunder arcs, tightly wrapping the outer layer of the ice world.

The power of the two world veins came out together, and the power was self-evident.

In the world of martial arts, the strength has reached the level of the gods. Most of the Taoism and techniques are actually extremely weak. The real battle of the strong is actually the power of the boundary vein.

The ultimate power in the world can easily overwhelm fairy arts and Taoism.

However, the power of the boundary veins can be strong or weak. Every time the strength of the god-passing realm is improved, the power of the boundary veins mastered will undergo a qualitative change, thus evolving into a shocking offensive.

"Take it." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and typed out the rune seal in his palm.

In the mid-air ahead, the power of the two boundary veins shrank rapidly at a speed visible to the line of sight at this moment, and finally condensed into a ball of aura the size of a marble.It returned to Ye Fei's palm.

"Junior, if you have the guts to let me out, how dare you fight this seat openly!" Within the seal of the spirit ball, the black shadow roared at this time.

As Ye Fei guessed, facing the sealing method, this thing doesn't seem to have much resistance.

"Tongue." Ye Fei murmured, and put it directly into the storage ring.

Since this kind of strange creature cannot be killed, it is almost meaningless to fight it except for wasting energy and consuming spiritual power. There is absolutely no need for him to fight head-on.

After sealing the shadow, the spiritual power in Ye Fei's body was stable, and he looked down at the tribe below.

After this incident, there was no longer a living person in this tribe, and under the bright white moonlight, it seemed extremely silent at this moment.

After a while of silence, Ye Fei continued to rise into the sky, and at the same time his eyes flashed, and he raised his head to look at the famous moon in the sky.

"Mu Feng, do you really think that Ye can't break this illusion." Ye Fei's face showed indifference, his aura continued to rise, and his voice was a little colder.

When his consciousness came back to life, that wood wind should have withdrawn this technique, but until now this person has actually trapped him in the illusion world.

Ye Fei was a little annoyed.

"The eye of the formation is that round of bright moon..." Ye Fei whispered, his attainments in the formation are definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

This illusion is actually a kind of formation, and naturally has a corresponding formation eye, as long as it is smashed, this world can be easily broken.

"Brother Ye, calm down, this fantasy world was not created by me, you will understand when you walk out." Mu Feng's voice came suddenly at this moment.

After the voice fell, I saw in the middle of the sky ahead, a channel for teleportation through the sky appeared in Ye Fei's sight.

Ye Fei stopped his figure, only hesitated for a moment, then his figure flickered and entered the teleportation array.

The dazzling aura blurred his vision, and under a burst of dizziness in his head, when Ye Fei regained his vision, the first thing that came into view was a towering ancient tree that couldn't be seen from the top at a glance.

"Ancient construction wood." Ye Fei collected himself, then raised his head and looked forward.

Following his gaze, Mu Feng was sitting cross-legged under the ancient tree at the moment. After feeling Ye Fei's breath, the man slowly opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face at the same time.

Ye Fei looked as usual, and then walked forward slowly.

"What do you intend to do by trapping Ye in that illusory place?" Ye Fei glanced at the person in front of him, and couldn't help asking in a deep voice.

Under the ancient tree in front of him, the smile on Mu Feng's face remained unchanged, he stood up slowly, raised his hand, and a small stone table appeared out of thin air, and the person sat at the table at the same time.

"Brother Ye, please sit down." Mu Feng raised his hand to signal, and at the same time put the wine pot in his hand on the stone platform in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he said again: "When you and I first met, Mu remembered that you had a soul slave who knew how to play the qin, and if he wasn't here, he would still be in Brother Ye's hands."

This Mufeng didn't respond to Ye Fei's words, but asked about the soul slave in his hand, which made Ye Fei confused for a while.

After a moment of silence, a red light flashed in Ye Fei's palm, and a simple and charming woman in a light-colored dress appeared next to the two of them. This woman was the first soul slave he entered and subdued. .

(End of this chapter)