The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 815 Emperor Lin's Heart
"You guys, become the soul slaves of the emperor." The pope's eyes flashed coldly, and he murmured in a low voice.

The soul cultivators in front have not yet reached the level of soul generals, and under the blockade of the Pope's power, they have almost no resistance.

After finishing all this, the lord of the Holy See turned and left.

In the main city of Tucheng, Ye Fei at this time didn't know the Pope's purpose. Even if he still knew, he probably just laughed it off.

In mid-air, Ye Fei's figure turned into a streamer of light, flashing in the direction of Dongcheng at an extremely fast speed.

"Dracula has Tucheng Soul Emperor to help."

"And now I have Mufeng and Zhao Shanhe in my hand, the two soul emperors, so I won't be at a disadvantage in a battle." Ye Fei had already entered Dongcheng at this time, and his face showed indifference.

If he could put the Soul Emperor of Tucheng into his red fairy flute, with three Soul Emperors in hand, the remaining two main cities would be much easier to handle.

Tucheng, Dongcheng, in midair at this time, Ye Fei's figure suddenly stopped for some reason.

In mid-air, Ye Fei slowly raised his arm, and saw that his storage ring was flashing with spiritual light, and the next moment a black jade slip flashed out of it.

"Dark Island Lindi."

"I almost forgot, he should have entered the treasury too." With a smile on Ye Fei's face, he raised his hand and grabbed the jade slip into his palm.

From the jade slip, there was a sound transmission of spiritual consciousness, and it was undoubtedly the Lord of the Dark Island, Emperor Lin.

After only a moment of silence, Ye Fei turned around slowly, looked down at the city below, and under the sweep of spiritual consciousness, he could easily feel the breath of Lindi of the Dark Island, and this person was actually here.

"If Emperor Lin is willing to help me, it will be easy to take down Tucheng." Ye Fei smiled lightly, the relationship between the two has always been good, and the strength of the Lord of the Dark Island is extremely strong.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, even China's three major masters are probably no match for Emperor Lin.

When he was in the outside world, the combat power displayed by Emperor Lin reached at least the late stage of the god-through state, which was at the same level as the demon wind of the Fawang Palace, and his combat power was even higher than that of the blood patriarch Dracula.

On the main street of Dongcheng, Ye Fei fell down, and in front of him, there was a quaint restaurant.

"Mantianlou... Before Penglai was destroyed, it should have been extremely lively." Ye Fei raised his head and looked forward, glanced at the dilapidated plaque in front of the building, and then looked away.

Now in the building, wandering spirits can be seen floating around, and sometimes soul cultivators walk into the restaurant, looking for a quiet place, sitting at the wooden table and drinking alone.

The owner of the restaurant is also a soul cultivator. His soul power is extremely weak, but his consciousness seems to have recovered. There are many people drinking in the building, but it seems extremely quiet. This kind of silence reveals a sense of death.

Ye Fei walked into the restaurant, and with his spiritual awareness extended, he looked up at a corner of the second floor.

"Emperor Lin." Ye Fei whispered, a man in a black robe with deep eyes fell into his sight at this moment.

On the second floor, at the position by the window, Lin Di slowly turned his head and glanced at Ye Fei, his face changed slightly at the same time.

"You are here, please sit down."

"I heard that the wine here is no different from Soul Noodles. I wonder if you have tasted it?" Lin Di smiled flatly on his face, and at the same time he opened his mouth, he picked up the flagon on the wooden table.

Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly. After he walked up to the second floor, he looked up at Emperor Lin and frowned slightly.

"Incarnation outside the body, where is your body?" Ye Fei showed doubts, and at the same time walked slowly to the wooden table, looked up at the person in front of him, and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

Although Emperor Lin's strength is strong, Ye Fei's spiritual power has already recovered, and he can easily sense that the person in front of him is not his real body at such a close distance.

"I'm not in Tucheng, but I've been here before and left behind a wisp of spiritual consciousness."

"As long as you enter Tucheng, I can sense it." Lin Di didn't hide anything, put the jug to his mouth and took a sip, then turned his head and looked out the window, his face was as calm as water.

Hearing this, Ye Fei showed a thoughtful look on his face, and then sat down at the table.

The Emperor Lin left behind a ray of spiritual consciousness, as if to wait for him, but since this person is not there, it is obviously impossible for him to help him deal with Dracula.

"You're waiting for me, but something is wrong?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice after pondering for a while.

In front of the wooden table, Emperor Lin kept looking out of the window. After a long silence, he said, "Look, most of the wandering souls on the street outside the window were just ordinary people in Penglai back then."

Ye Fei was stunned, and subconsciously looked out the window.

It has been a while since he entered the treasure house of Tiangong, and he has a general understanding of what happened in Penglai Xiandao back then.

Here, not only the strongest martial artists in the martial arts world have gathered, but also many ordinary people live in this land. After all, the martial arts path is not suitable for everyone.

And the changes thousands of years ago not only brought catastrophe to the monks of Penglai, but also the doomsday of these ordinary people. Ye Fei already knew this.

"What do you want to say." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of the words of the person in front of him.

At this moment, Emperor Lin suddenly withdrew his gaze. He turned his head and looked up at Ye Fei, the expression on his face became much more serious.

"The source of longevity is not something that ordinary people can spy on."

"I want you to leave this place and leave with me. The treasure house of Tiangong should not have been opened from the very beginning." Emperor Lin stared at Ye Fei with lightning eyes and said word by word.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei was stunned.

As far as he knew, Emperor Lin wanted to obtain the Heart of the Source of Longevity. Compared with him, it could be said that he was not weak at all. It was extremely weird that the person in front of him suddenly said such words.

"What did you find?" Ye Fei asked with a flash of light in his eyes.

On the second floor of this treasure house, with the strength of Dark Island Lindi, it is not difficult to occupy a main city, but this person has never made a move. It must be the person in front of him who discovered some extremely important secret, which made him change. thought.

"Ye Fei, I can feel that Penglai's golden compass is on you."

"As you know, if you want to obtain the source of longevity, you need to summon the Immortal Bridge, but according to this emperor's understanding, this matter is definitely not that simple." Emperor Lin showed a serious look, and at this time he seemed a little serious.

After he entered the second floor of the treasury, he searched for Ye Fei for a long time. Except for Fengcheng, each of the other three main cities had a trace of spiritual consciousness left by him.

"I would like to hear the details." Ye Fei said calmly, with a calm face.

He is determined to obtain the source of longevity, no matter how difficult it is, as long as he is willing to do his best, he will be able to find a solution.

"Ye Fei, there is a price to pay for longevity."

"As far as I know, there is a terrifying existence guarding the Immortal Bridge. It is definitely not something you and I can fight. If you summon the Immortal Bridge, you will definitely die." There was a glint in Lin Di's eyes, and he responded in a low voice. road.

At the table in the restaurant, Ye Fei couldn't help raising his head to take a deep look at the person in front of him after listening.

If it weren't for the aura of this incarnation, which was the same as that of Emperor Lin, Ye Fei would even doubt whether this person is Emperor Lin.

"Are you scared?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice.

He didn't know the specific situation, but from Emperor Lin's words, he could clearly hear that summoning the Immortal Bridge lurked a great danger, which terrified the Lord of the Dark Island.

"I still have a daughter..." Lin Di sighed secretly, his voice obviously became much deeper.

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help picking up the wine jug on the wooden table and took a big gulp.

At the wine table, Ye Fei immediately withdrew his gaze and stood up slowly. He could understand what Emperor Lin said, but it was absolutely impossible for him to give up the Source of Longevity.

"Senior Lin, you can leave."

"But Ye won't leave. No matter what is on the Immortal Bridge, anyone who stands in my way will die." Ye Fei's eyes showed determination, and he was afraid that even if he risked his life, he would also obtain the source of longevity.

Ye Fei doesn't care whether this thing can live forever, the only thing he cares about is that the source of longevity can awaken Lan Fei.

On the first floor, in front of the fairy gate, Lan Fei's soul was completely shaken away. In Ye Fei's knowledge, he couldn't think of any way to wake up Lan Fei except for what the Qing Xianjun promised.

"Boy Ye, have you ever thought about it, if you die, what will happen to your sister, your entire Ye family, and the Huaxia martial arts family?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Emperor Lin stood up at the same time, his deep eyes were fixed on the person in front of him.

On the second floor of the restaurant, Ye Fei paused, and saw him slowly raise his hand, and fisted the person in front of him.

"I just, haven't had time to be afraid."

"Farewell..." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and after finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Wuxiu is also a human being, in the face of life and death, Yan has reason not to be afraid.

On the first floor of the treasury, in front of the white fairy gate, Lan Fei is just a Jindan junior, how could she not be afraid when facing the blow of Daoqing Xianjun?
At that critical moment, she also had no time to be afraid, and most of the choices she made were instinctive reactions.

In Mantianlou, at the wine table by the window on the second floor, Emperor Lin looked at the direction Ye Fei was leaving. After a long silence, he sat down slowly and couldn't help turning his head to look out the window again.

On the long street, wandering spirits wandered, and an inexplicable sadness appeared in Lin Di's eyes.

"Ye Fei, Ye Fei, what I am afraid of is not the thing guarding the Immortal Bridge, but what is it that has destroyed the entire Penglai Immortal Island for thousands of years."

"The catastrophe that time was mostly related to the Immortal Bridge." Emperor Lin sighed secretly, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly at this moment.

In front of the first layer of immortal gates, judging from Lin Di's attitude, his desire for the source of longevity is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And something that can make him change his mind must be extremely terrifying, not only for Penglai Xiandao, but even for the outside world.

(End of this chapter)