The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 824 The Secret of Destruction

Chapter 824 The Secret of Destruction
"Penglai Xiandao back then was definitely more than just this gathering place of ancient repairs." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but think inwardly.

In mid-air, Immortal Daoqing beside him was not saying anything at this time, he just slowly raised his head and looked at the Beiming Mountain in the distance, with a calm expression on his face.

"Ming!" The deafening low humming sounded again.

On the top of Beiming Mountain, the wind swept through the clouds, and a gust of wind blew up in the sky instantly, which could be described as majestic. Then a pair of golden wings fell into Ye Fei's eyes first.

Under the sunlight, the pair of golden wings are particularly conspicuous at this moment.

I saw that it was a huge body, with golden wings, and shaped like a falcon. On the back of the beast, two figures could be vaguely seen riding on it, a man and a woman, both with extraordinary bearing.

"The name of this beast is Jinpeng." Dao Qing said in a low voice after being silent for a long time.

Ye Fei nodded slightly when he heard the words, even though he knew that what he was seeing at this moment was just an illusion, but the aura of that Jinpeng still made him a little scared, which was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary beasts.

The body alone is several times larger than Ye Fei's Thunder Dragon, and its wings spread out, covering the sky and the sun.

As Jin Peng approached, Ye Fei could already see the two figures on its back. It was the Daoqing Immortal beside him and the woman named Hua Lanxue. .

"Thousands of years ago, the strength of the senior could reach the realm of a true fairy." Ye Fei calmed down, and couldn't help asking at this moment.

That Jinpeng is really extraordinary, it can control this kind of strange beast, and at the same time, the strength of the person Penglai Guxiu called Xianjun is self-evident, and it must be extremely terrifying.

Hearing this, Dao Qing couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"The Realm of Immortals is not so easy. In my heyday, I just survived the eighth heavenly tribulation." Dao Qing didn't hide anything, and responded directly.

According to Ye Fei's inheritance records, after reaching the realm of the gods, the power in Wuxiu's body will reach a perfect extreme, and if he wants to continue to improve, he can only survive the Nine Heavens Tribulation.

Heavenly Tribulation, for Wu Xiu, it is undoubtedly the most deadly.

Every crossing the catastrophe is almost equivalent to going through a life-and-death crisis. The most important thing is that the lifespan of a monk is limited, ninety-nine to the extreme, but it is only a thousand years. Every martial artist who steps into the catastrophe spends the rest of his time almost Prepare for robbery.

"Even there were no real immortals in Penglai Xiandao back then?" Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help asking again at this time.

The way of martial arts has been passed down for thousands of years, so there is no reason why there is not even a strong person in the Realm of Immortal Realm.

"I don't know."

"However, I've never seen a real immortal. Maybe they existed before, or maybe there are no immortals in this world." Dao Qing glanced at Ye Fei and responded in a low voice.

Ye Fei nodded slightly. There is no way to deliberate on this matter. Even in his memory inheritance, there is no record about real immortals.

The Lei Ting Medical Sage back then should also be a strong man in the Tribulation Realm. Whether he survived the Nine Heavens Tribulation in the end is beyond Ye Fei's guess.

"The junior has a question, I wonder if the senior can explain it." Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then turned his head and raised his hand to the person beside him.

"But it's okay to say." Dao Qing replied with a normal face, nodding.

He can let Ye Fei see that Penglai Xiandao thousands of years ago obviously won't hide anything from him.

Ye Fei heard the words, the expression on his face became serious at the moment, and at the same time he slowly raised his head, his eyes focused on the person in front of him.

"Senior has never seen a true immortal, and the strength of the eighth level of robbery should be the strongest in Penglai."

"In this case, how did the Penglai Xiandao collapse thousands of years ago?" A light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and his voice couldn't help but feel a little more deep at this time.

There are countless strong people on Penglai Xiandao. Unless a real immortal comes into the world, it is really hard for Ye Fei to imagine that there is any power that can completely destroy this place.

As soon as these words came out, Dao Qing's complexion changed slightly, and there was a look of sadness in his eyes.

He didn't answer Ye Fei's words, but suddenly raised his arm, a blue light flickered on his fingertips, the surrounding world suddenly collapsed, and accompanied by a burst of dizziness, the two appeared in another place.

"Look ahead, that's the Immortal Bridge, where the destruction of Penglai began." A blue light flickered in Daoqing's eyes, and while opening his mouth, he raised his finger to look not far ahead.

Ye Fei turned his head suddenly and stared into the distance.

It can be seen that in the mid-air ahead, a white arch bridge stands in the sky. The pure spiritual energy condenses into fairy mist and surrounds the fairy bridge. It seems illusory, but it is incomparably real.

At the head of the Xianqiao Bridge stands a white stone tablet with the three big characters of "Tongtian Road" on it, which is particularly eye-catching.

"The only thing that can make monk Penglai crazy is longevity." Daoqing glanced at Xianqiao, and couldn't help shaking his head again.

Ninety-nine to the extreme, it seems to be a curse of monks, the lifespan of less than a thousand years is undoubtedly far from enough for the strong who have reached the level of supernatural power, or even the level of robbery.

It will take at least 300 years to completely overcome the Nine Heavens Tribulation, and it will be even longer if there is no fairy body protection.

"You mean the source of longevity?" Ye Fei's heart trembled, and he quickly realized it.

Not only Penglai Guxiu, even in this era, the strong people in the martial arts world are also extremely crazy in their desire for the source of longevity.

The more powerful the martial arts are, the more cautious they are in their actions. In other words, they are more and more afraid of death, fearing that the spiritual power that is not easy to cultivate will be wasted. The limit of longevity is undoubtedly what they care most about. of.

"good."

"Tread the road to the sky, looking for longevity!"

"After the Immortal Bridge appeared, countless Penglai Guxiu began to flock to it, but in the end, none of them could come back safely. They seemed to be swallowed by this bridge, and they didn't even leave a trace of breath."

Daoqing's eyes showed reminiscence, he looked towards the Immortal Bridge ahead, and said slowly.

"It's not just this mysterious Immortal Bridge that destroyed Penglai." Ye Fei stepped forward at this time, glanced at the Immortal Bridge in front of him, and said subconsciously.

This mysterious ancient bridge, capable of devouring monks, must be known to Penglai Guxiu soon. After many people have disappeared, the remaining people will never step into it rashly.

"This bridge is just the beginning."

"Where did this fairy bridge come from? Until now, I don't know. Since the bridge appeared, a group of mysterious aliens have appeared in various parts of Penglai. They feed on the souls of monks." After Daoqing finished speaking, he raised his hand. With a wave, the scene in front of him changed again.

In the surrounding air, the spiritual power became extremely violent, and the strong smell of blood permeated the atmosphere.

On the ground, there were wreckage, severed limbs, and the breath of death began to envelope Penglai Xiandao, and strong resentment rose to the sky.

Ye Fei's eyes trembled slightly, and following his gaze, an ancient city appeared in front of the city gate. At this moment, a strange man with blood-red eyes shrouded in dim light was standing in the air.

"This is... the person who destroyed the Woodwind Tribe."

"No, it's not the same person, but the aura is almost the same." Ye Fei's eyes flashed brightly, and he immediately recognized the strange man covered in dim light. His blood-red eyes gave him priority in memory.

At this moment, following his gaze, he saw that strange person, his aura surged, and with a wave of his hand, thousands of soul slaves appeared out of thin air, the aura was astonishing.

That is a real soul slave, and there are many soul generals and soul kings in him.

And that strange man with dim light and red eyes could easily control these soul slaves just by relying on the power of strangers. With a single finger of his hand, the army of soul slaves began to swarm into the city frantically.

"Jie Jie...Kill them all. In the army of soul slaves of this deity, there are people who are adding a city." The voice of the strange man was so hoarse, and his face showed a cruel look.

"kill!"

"Hiss!"

The army of soul slaves is obviously not afraid of life and death. The monks in the city can't resist at all. The land that the army passed by is like locusts eroding, and they can't feel any vitality.

In contrast, the size of the soul slave army has become larger and larger.

"These people, alone, are enough to destroy the city, exterminate the sect, Penglai Guxiu, and they are completely powerless to resist." Dao Qing looked at everything in front of him, his eyes visibly trembling slightly.

"Even you back then were not their opponent?" Ye Fei frowned slightly, and couldn't help but ask at this moment.

Soul slaves are strong, but compared to Daoqing who has survived the eighth heavenly tribulation, they are not as good. Moreover, there are many strong people who have crossed the tribulation realm in Penglai Xiandao, so they should be able to resist the erosion of these people.

Dao Qing shook his head gently when he heard the words: "These people have some kind of special ability, they seem to be inexhaustible, and there are many strong ones, unless they are completely killed in a short period of time, it is possible to stop them. This catastrophe."

After Ye Fei finished listening, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

At this moment, in his mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene he encountered in the Hun Emperor Wood Wind Tribe, that strange person once said that he is immortal.

Those people on the other side seem to have no other way except for the sealing technique.

However, it is indeed not an easy task to drive them all to extinction. After all, there are not many strong people in the Tribulation Realm, and most of them are busy preparing to resist the Tribulation, and their time is extremely limited.

"Thousands of years ago, I knew that Penglai would die if I couldn't wipe out all these aliens, so I chose to go through the Ninth Tribulation."

"Only the power of a true immortal can prevent this disaster." Dao Qing's eyes were fixed, and then he said in a deep voice.

After he finished speaking, the world in front of him turned his head quickly again, and after Ye Fei's vision became clear, the two of them had already appeared on the top of a mountain.

The air around the top of the mountain was full of violent spiritual power. Not far ahead, a man covered in blood was lying on the ground at this moment, seemingly dying.

(End of this chapter)

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