The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 826
The sky was already covered in blood mist, and the oppressive force in the air was still rising with the passage of time. Ye Fei was in mid-air, and his body did not move at this time.

There was only a moment of silence, Lei Wei flashed in his eyes, and at the same time he slowly raised his arms.

"Thunder Realm." Ye Fei whispered, and the power of violent thunder condensed in his fingertips.

The collision of the power of the boundary veins, when he was in Tucheng before, he had already surpassed Dracula, so naturally he would not have the slightest fear at this moment.

Just as the spiritual power surged in Ye Fei's body and the power of thunder erupted, his figure suddenly trembled, the arc of lightning on his fingertips suddenly went out, and his face turned pale for no reason.

"My spiritual power..."

"It's not suppressing, it's dissipating!" Ye Fei's complexion changed slightly, but in less than half a breath, his original strength in the late stage of Nascent Soul fell directly to the realm of Jindan.

Not only that, this decline seems to have no end.

Within two breaths, Ye Fei fell into the innate state. At this moment, the spiritual power in his body has almost disappeared, and even the spiritual consciousness seems to be dissipating. This feeling is something he has never experienced since he stepped into the martial arts.

In the sky, the blood realm was still tumbling, but at this time Ye Fei's fall in realm never stopped.

Not long after, his body trembled slightly, and he had to fall from mid-air, and stood on the basin below. At this moment, the spiritual power in Ye Fei's body, according to the division of realm, had already fallen into the category of inner strength.

"What kind of technique is this?" On the basin, Ye Fei slowly raised his palm, looking at the palm, the last trace of spiritual power disappeared without a trace.

The two of them hadn't really made a move yet, Ye Fei at this time, under this blood world, turned into an ordinary person.

"Children of Huaxia, I'm killing my family now, so I won't waste my efforts." Dracula's figure condensed as the blood circle rolled and twisted, with a sneer on his face, and he looked down at Ye Fei in a low voice.

In mid-air, the power of the boundary vein has not dissipated, and the patriarch of the blood clan is as imposing as a rainbow at this moment.

On the basin at this time, Ye Fei's figure was locked by the power of spiritual pressure, and the gap between the two is already extremely obvious. An ordinary person has no resistance at all in the face of a strong man in the late stage of psychic power. .

Ye Fei frowned slightly, and kept thinking in his mind. With his spiritual consciousness dissipated, he couldn't sense what kind of power was taking away his spiritual power.

"This technique is quite mysterious. It came from Penglai back then. I didn't expect that there are still people in this world who understand it." A slightly deep voice suddenly sounded in Ye Fei's mind.

"Senior, please explain clearly." Ye Fei reacted very quickly, and quickly said in a low voice.

Dao Qing's strength is self-evident. Although this person will not make a real move, as long as he breaks through this strange force, once Ye Fei's spiritual power recovers, it will be easy to deal with the person above.

"I can suppress your spiritual power and restrict your figure if you attack in your heyday, but it is impossible to take away what you already have." Dao Qing's voice echoed in Ye Fei's mind middle.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and his mind was instantly clear.

He raised his head and looked into the air, with a slight smile on his lips. Although he still couldn't feel any spiritual power, Ye Fei slowly raised his arm and pointed towards the blood world.

This seemingly random finger made the entire blood world tremble.

"Boom, boom!" Bursts of Lei Wei appeared out of thin air, and a thunder curtain appeared in midair.

"You..." Dracula's complexion changed drastically, and he subconsciously took two steps back, staring at the person below, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The appearance of the Thunder Realm instantly restored Ye Fei's spiritual power, and his figure stepped into the air at the same time, with an astonishing aura, he soared into the sky, and violent thunder arcs surrounded him.

"Impossible! How did you find out?" Dracula couldn't believe it all the time, fixed his eyes on Ye Fei, and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, raised his head and glanced around, and said, "Is it the illusion you are talking about? It would be too childish to try to suppress Ye with such little tricks."

Just as Na Daoqing said, even the Immortal Monarch couldn't take away his spiritual power, and it was naturally impossible for a small late-stage psychic to do so.

In this blood realm, the only reason why Ye Fei felt that his spiritual power disappeared was that what he perceived was not real.

"No... no, the Blood Reversal Art of our family is as simple as an illusion." The corners of Dracula's mouth trembled slightly, and he couldn't help gnashing his teeth at this moment.

This technique is the inheritance secret technique of the blood clan. People covered by the blood realm, no matter how powerful they are, will eventually become ordinary people. The sense of reality is definitely not something ordinary people can easily see through.

Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't respond to the words of the person in front of him. Murderous intent burst out in his eyes at this moment.

"Thunder Dragon." Ye Fei whispered, spiritual power surged all over his body, and the thunder dragon pattern on his body erupted with dazzling aura.

"Roar!" Indistinctly, a low shout shook the world, and the phantom of the thunder dragon appeared in the thunder curtain, instantly overshadowing the prestige of the blood world in terms of momentum, suppressing Dracula's figure.

Ye Fei's aura became more and more powerful, and Dracula's blood reversal technique was indeed very good, and the feeling of the disappearance of spiritual power really made people not have a trace of doubt.

But once you understand the reason, this technique can be broken at one point.

"I thought you would live a little longer. Since you are looking for death, Ye Mou will give you a ride today." Ye Fei was too lazy to talk nonsense, and quickly made a formula in his palm, and the arc of thunder condensed.

He suddenly raised his hand and pointed towards the person in front, and a thunderbolt pierced the sky.

After the real body of Jiemai was condensed, Ye Fei was stronger than the person in front of him in terms of combat power. His eyes flickered coldly. At this moment, he had almost no reservations. Thunder Dragon broke through the clouds and pointed at Dracula.

In mid-air, Dracula's pupils shrank slightly, the blood mist around him condensed, and a blood defense in front of him calmly formed instantly.

"Hoohoo!"

"Bang, bang..." Thunder Dragon approached, followed by a look of disdain, and suddenly hit the blood mist barrier, erupting with an astonishing counter-shock force, sweeping away in all directions.

"Pfft..." Dracula spat out a mouthful of blood, and retreated a few steps backwards.

Under Ye Fei's thunderous blow, he didn't even have time to cast his bloodline real body at this moment, and he was already seriously injured.

Ye Fei took this opportunity to show an afterimage, and the next moment he appeared in front of Dracula. The aura on his body changed suddenly, endless chill emerged, and the Lotus Sword in his palm was already in his palm at some point.

"You can rest in peace." Before he finished speaking, he swung his sword down.

At the same time, an ice world quietly appeared in the surrounding sky, and the transparent ice completely blocked the figure of the person in front, and Dracula was powerless to resist under the serious injury.

At this moment, in the distant sky, a ray of purple light suddenly appeared, and an impressive aura swept over.

"Patriarch Ye, long time no see." Not far ahead, the purple-haired man from the Palace of the Fawang appeared in front of Ye Fei with a smile on his face.

With the appearance of this person, Dracula, who was sealed in the ice world, was pulled out of the seal by him, and the power of Ye Fei's sword finally failed.

In mid-air, Ye Fei's eyes were calm, and he raised his head at the same time, the cold light in his eyes did not disappear.

"Yaofeng, you finally appeared." The spiritual power in Ye Fei's body surged, and his aura became even stronger.

This is the first time since he entered the second floor of the treasury that the person from the Dharma King's Palace appeared in front of Ye Fei. Compared with the Holy See and the blood clan, the person in front of Ye Fei would undoubtedly be killed.

In the first floor of the treasure house, almost half of the disciples of the Huaxia Yinmen died because of this.

"Heh, Patriarch Ye, you can't kill the patriarch of the blood clan. I am here this time, and I don't want to touch you."

"See you at the edge of the Black Sea. You can rest assured that the Dharma King's Palace will not compete with you." The smile on Yaofeng's face remained the same, his eyes focused on Ye Fei, and he said slowly.

After he finished speaking, purple light flashed all over his body, and his figure retreated accordingly.

As a strong man in the late stage of the psychic state, this person is even stronger than Dracula. If he doesn't want to fight and chooses to leave, with Ye Fei's current strength, it is unlikely to stop him.

"Dharma King Hall..." Ye Fei whispered, looking in the direction where the man disappeared, with a thoughtful look on his face.

It is difficult for him to guess the purpose of these people at the moment. Ye Fei has no means to stop Yaofeng from choosing to flee from this place without taking action. After a moment of silence, he can only shake his head slightly.

In the middle of the air, the power slowly subsided. After thinking for a while, Ye Fei raised his arm subconsciously.

"Senior Daoqing, is there just a remnant of senior's remnants in the golden compass?" Ye Fei looked at the storage ring in his finger, and then sent out a spiritual consciousness.

The difference in strength between him and Daoqing is so huge that Ye Fei can't tell whether the real body of Daoqing Xianjun is hidden in the compass, or it is just a remnant.

He is also not sure whether this person is a remnant soul, or has really survived for thousands of years.

"It does not matter."

"You are willing to trade your life for your life, and I am willing to help you." Dao Qing's voice came again.

Hearing this, Ye Fei's eyes flashed with determination, and he didn't think too much at this time, but after a moment of thinking, his figure brought out a stream of light, and he walked towards the extreme east.

As Na Daoqing said, these things are really not important.

As long as he summoned the Immortal Bridge and obtained the Source of Longevity, Lan Fei would be able to wake up. As for other things, Ye Fei had no time to think about them, and he was too lazy to think too much at the moment.

Time is passing quietly...

Along the way, Ye Fei moved forward almost at full speed, and with constant teleportation, he gradually got closer and closer to the target point.

"Passing through the ancient city in front, a hundred miles to the east, is where the Immortal Bridge appeared." Dao Qing's voice sounded in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness at this time.

(End of this chapter)