The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 923 Seventh Tribulation Realm
In the Kunlun God Realm, within the valley, Ye Fei was silent for a moment when he heard the words, and then nodded slightly.

"The younger generation is willing." The act of erecting a monument is a matter of little effort.

He is also a member of Chinese martial arts, Ye Fei belongs to the younger generation, so this matter is nothing.

"Thank you."

"Look, the bluestone tomb on the far right side of the valley was left to me by the old man." At this time, Zhao Shanhe seemed to have become much more relieved, and pointed to the distance and said with a smile.

Looking at where he pointed, one can see that the blue stone tablet is full of dust and dust, and it seems that it has stood here for a long time, but there is no word on the tablet.

Ye Fei glanced over, then nodded slightly.

"After drinking your wine, I want to trouble you again at this moment. How dare you ask me to give you something as compensation?" Zhao Shanhe laughed, and looked at Ye Fei meaningfully at this moment.

Beside the wooden table, Ye Fei was stunned.

What can a remnant spirit give him? As the ancestor of Kunlun, even if he has a fairy artifact in his hand, it will remain in the Kunlun sect, and now he probably has nothing in his hand.

"What?" Ye Fei raised his head and subconsciously asked.

In the valley, in front of the wooden table, Zhao Shanhe in front slowly stood up at this moment, turned his head and glanced at the valley and jungle in the distance behind.

"After the old man dies, you can take my body away."

"Return it after a hundred years, and bury it in this valley..." Zhao Shanhe turned his head, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, staring at Ye Fei and said in a deep voice.

This sentence made Ye Fei's heart tremble slightly, and his face couldn't help showing disbelief.

If it is said that people who suffer damage, they are generally very concerned about their own bodies, and they will not easily allow others to move around, and even if they are strong in the robbery, after death, their bodies cannot be preserved without deliberate protection. Nearly three hundred years.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face became a bit complicated.

If the body of the strong man of the Seventh Heaven Tribulation can be maintained to this day, its own value is definitely comparable to that of an immortal treasure. It is undoubtedly a humanoid weapon, and refining it can exert great combat power.

"The old man's body is in the jungle behind, how dare you want it?" Zhao Shanhe did not respond to Ye Fei's words, but asked again in a deep voice.

Ye Fei's complexion changed slightly, he just thought for a moment, and then a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Why don't you dare." Ye Fei stood up, with a decisive look on his face, and looked up at the person in front of him.

He has no reason not to accept the treasures that are delivered to his door immediately.

Moreover, in Ye Fei's inheritance memory, there are many methods of puppet refining, and he can play a great role with a body of the Seven Tribulations.

"Haha, haha, very good."

"Remember, after a hundred years, return it. During this period, if there is a big war, the old man's body must be used to kill it." Zhao Shanhe couldn't help laughing at this moment.

He seemed to have thought of the picture of himself returning to the battlefield not long after.

"Battle..." Ye Fei whispered, an imperceptible gleam flashed in his eyes.

But before he asked too much, in front of the wooden table, Zhao Shanhe's figure began to become transparent, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

In the end, amidst a burst of laughter, the disabled spirit in front of him disappeared before Ye Fei's eyes.

In the Kunlun God Realm, Ye Fei was silent for a while, and after thinking for a while, the expression on his face became a little dignified unconsciously.

He vaguely felt that what would happen in the martial arts world in the near future, and the great battle at the mouth of Zhao Shanhe definitely did not refer to the war between the Eastern and Western martial arts worlds.

"In any case, improving my strength is the most important thing for me now."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei then shook his head lightly, but he didn't want to think too much. With a flickering figure, he quickly disappeared into the valley cemetery.

The next moment he appeared, he was in the jungle behind the valley, and he was standing in front of a simple wooden house.

"It should be here."

"The body of the Seventh Tribulation Realm..." Ye Fei's eyes flashed a faint light, and his spiritual consciousness swept out at any time.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his arm, and a flash of spiritual light stretched out at the same time, pulling out a tall figure from inside the wooden house in front of him.

In the front yard of the wooden house, the figure was dressed in black, with an extremely strong figure, with sharp corners on his face, a crew cut, and black eyes. Although he was lifeless, he still looked calm and majestic.

"He, is Zhao Shanhe?" Ye Fei was slightly taken aback, looking at the body in front of him.

This person looks like a middle-aged man.

His face is somewhat similar to Zhao Shanhe's, but he is obviously much younger, and there is still rune power in his body, which is obviously refined by someone long ago.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fei focused his eyes, the spiritual power in his body surged, and the Lianhua Sword fell into his palm when he raised his hand.

"cut!"

"Bang, bang bang..."

The sword light fell, and the force of this blow was not weak, and it stably slashed at the tall figure in front of him.

At this time, Ye Fei felt his arm tremble slightly, and the force of the sword swept across, leaving a shallow white mark on the body in front of him.

"Can't break through the defense!" Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and a smile appeared on his face at this moment.

If this body is refined into an immortal soldier, it will definitely be an extremely terrifying existence, and the strength of its own body will be greatly improved.

Immortal treasures do not break through defenses, and they can be said to be invincible under the catastrophe. Even a strong man in the first level of catastrophe can at least fight to a tie.

Thinking of this, Ye Fei stopped hesitating immediately, and saw that he quickly made a tactic in his palm, and at the same time raised his hand with a red glow, another figure appeared in front of his eyes.

"Refining immortal soldiers requires spirit."

"Compared to Zhao Shanhe's body, Wright is much weaker." With a smile on Ye Fei's face, he couldn't help but think to himself.

He only needs to transfer all the sealing runes in Wright's body to Zhao Shanhe's body, refine and seal them, and a powerful puppet with the power of catastrophe will be born.

In the front yard of the wooden house, the spiritual power in Ye Fei's body has reached the extreme at this moment.

A series of ancient rune seals quickly condensed in his palm, and the two puppet bodies in front of him were firmly wrapped together by his spiritual power and rune seals.

"Rong!" He only heard a low shout.

In the courtyard ahead, the aura of the blood patriarch Wright's body really weakened rapidly, and one after another blood was pulled out, and instantly merged into Zhao Shanhe's body beside him.

Time is slowly passing by.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed quickly...

It has been five full days since Ye Fei entered the Kunlun Divine Realm. In the next two days, he was almost engrossed in refining Zhao Shanhe's body, and a puppet in the Tribulation Realm was quietly born.

Kunlun Divine Realm, the big snow mountain hidden behind the Ninth Peak, a person walked out slowly at this moment.

"Roar!" In an instant, a low shout froze the flying snow all over the sky again.

In front of the snow-capped mountain, the Ice Qi Desolate Beast, almost instantly, sensed that the person who came was the human being who sealed it with a fairy treasure a few days ago.

"Human, you have finally come out." The voice of the Ice Qi Desolate Beast came through sound transmission.

At this moment, the snow-capped mountain was in the middle of the sky, and the person who walked out was undoubtedly Ye Fei. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his head to look down, and his gaze fell on the Ice Qi Desolate Beast.

"Ye doesn't want to fight with you."

"I'm leaving right now..." In mid-air, the smile on Ye Fei's face remained unchanged, and at the same time, his spiritual knowledge was transmitted.

The combat power of this Ice Qi Desolate Beast cannot be underestimated, but it seems that this beast will not leave the Kunlun God Realm, so there is no need for him to fight head-on.

"Hmph, damn human, you will be buried here." The Ice Qi Desolate Beast roared, and its figure flickered at the same time, and it appeared in front of Ye Fei the next moment, at that almost teleporting speed.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, without any trace of fear on his face.

I saw the spiritual power in his body surging, and the spiritual pressure at the peak of the late Nascent Soul swept away.

"Xuan'er, don't be afraid of it, let Xuan'er come out." There was a golden light flashing on Ye Fei's collar, and the voice of the ancient black snake sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness at the same time.

In mid-air, Ye Fei couldn't help shaking his head slightly when he heard the words.

Since he didn't want to fight, he naturally wouldn't let the black snake out. Now that his spiritual power has recovered, there are many ways to deal with this beast.

"Immortal Soldier, now." After only a moment of hesitation, Ye Fei suddenly raised his hand and dropped the red fairy bamboo flute into his palm, and moved forward suddenly.

Within the Kunlun Divine Realm, after two days of refinement, the body of the Seventh-Layer Calamity Realm has been refined by Ye Fei into an immortal weapon, and after being integrated into Wright's spirit, its combat power has increased greatly.

To what extent, even Ye Fei himself cannot accurately judge.

As the voice fell, a bloody light flashed.

"Boom!" Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled sound that shook the sky.

In the mid-air ahead, a huge figure appeared out of thin air at this moment, with blood glowing all over its body, and at the same time, with the power of a punch, it unexpectedly knocked back the Ice Qi Desolate Beast several steps.

Ye Fei's ice sword slashed down on this beast, unable to shake it at all.

But at this moment, he was knocked back by the immortal soldier's punch. Although the beast could not be hurt, one can imagine how terrifying the punch was.

"Hoho..." The Ice Qi Desolate Beast was completely enraged at this moment.

Instantly stabilized his figure, then suddenly opened his mouth wide, spraying out a stream of cold mist that could be seen, and the place where the cold mist passed seemed to be frozen in space.

In front of the snow mountain, Ye Fei couldn't help but chuckle when he saw this scene.

"Let's let go of this battle first, and when Ye Mou enters the realm of psychic powers, he will come here to experience the power of wild beasts in person." After Ye Fei said, the red glow in his palm flickered, and the immortal soldiers in front of him were instantly withdrawn by him.

But at this time, the cold fog in the distance is about to approach.

"Hoohoo."

Only the sound of whistling was heard, but at this moment Ye Fei's figure suddenly disappeared in place. Although the desolate beast is late and powerful, it doesn't know the teleportation technique.

The Ice Qi Desolate Beast couldn't leave the Kunlun Divine Realm, so it could only watch Ye Fei leave helplessly.

"Roar! Junior human, next time you come here, you will definitely die without a place to bury you." The Bingqi Desolate Beast roared continuously, and at the same time sent a sound transmission in the direction where Ye Fei disappeared.

(End of this chapter)