The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 986 The Dark Forest
In the jungle, the spiritual consciousness is suppressed, and it is impossible to explore too far away.

At the edge, Ye Fei paused, slowly raised his head, and when he looked forward, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Black trees."

"Grey bushes, jungles..."

This place is undoubtedly a dark forest, and the atmosphere inside it is noisy, exuding a feeling of trembling.

There were no animals, insects, rats or ants, or even a single bird. The whole forest was filled with a terrifying silence.

At the edge of the forest, Ye Fei pondered a little, and then stepped into it. His figure, as if swallowed by darkness, quickly disappeared without a trace.

In the darkness, the surrounding area was still quiet. After walking for some time, Ye Fei suddenly stopped.

"Crack." On a black old tree, a dead branch was broken under his feet.

Before the black branches fell from midair to the ground, they turned into a burst of fly ash, dissipated, and collapsed into the air.

This forest seems to have been completely dead a long time ago, without a trace of life.

On the ancient tree, Ye Fei was silent for a long time, a gleam flashed in his eyes, the ancient runes and seals in his palm were condensed, and at the same time, a golden light slowly emerged on the center of his brow.

"Take the spirit as a guide."

"disease."

The golden light melted into the fingertips, and when he raised his hand, it flashed forward.

"Sure enough, it's hidden here..."

Ye Fei whispered, his figure flickered immediately, and instantly caught up with the golden light in front of him.

He and Xuan'er are connected by breath, and they can sense its position as long as they are within a thousand miles of the ancient black snake.

Ye Fei was extremely fast, and within a short time, he had already stepped into the center of the dark forest. The perception of the blood in his body was getting closer and closer, and he was almost able to pinpoint Xuan'er's exact location.

In the black bushes, his figure paused, spiritual power surged in his body, and he was ready to use teleportation power immediately.

But at this moment, the surrounding air suddenly became solidified, and an invisible suppressing force appeared out of thin air, instantly covering Ye Fei within a radius of several feet.

"Huh? Tribulation Realm." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and a serious look appeared on his face.

To be able to suppress his spiritual power in an instant is undoubtedly only the powerhouse in the Tribulation Realm can do it.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei immediately stabilized his figure, and his spiritual consciousness swept away. This aura is obviously not the master of the tomb, and there is no doubt that there are other powerful people in the catastrophe here.

"Since you're here, why hide and hide." On the black ancient tree, Ye Fei raised his head and looked forward.

At this moment, the spiritual power in his body was surging according to the law, and his eyes were flickering with confusion, obviously he was ready for the first battle.

Xuan'er must be saved, no matter what is in the way, just cut it off.

"presumptuous!"

"Why don't you, junior, dare to utter wild words here."

In the darkness ahead, a low shout followed.

Before the words were finished, a black shadow flashed past, and an extra figure appeared on an ancient tree in front of him.

This person has half-white hair, a lot of wrinkles on his face, and a thin figure. He is wearing a light gray robe. Those deep eyes are faintly flickering with a faint light, and his whole body is impressive.

After the old man appeared, he glanced at Ye Fei lightly, with a look of disdain on his face.

"Are you a junior from Keling Yumen?" The old man looked up, with a condescending expression on his face.

Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and his face showed a thoughtful look. He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a real person or a disabled spirit. It can be seen that the strength of this person is several times stronger than him.

"Who are you?" Ye Fei whispered without acting rashly.

When he asked, the gray-robed old man on the ancient tree in front of him stared.

"Junior, don't come forward and salute."

"Old man Ling Yumen, Xu Kun, the eighth generation patriarch, didn't the current sect master tell you that this is the place where our sect has lived for generations?" Xu Kun said with a low snort and glanced at the person in front of him.

Following this person's opening, the majestic coercive force around him once again condensed.

In the dark forest, the surrounding ancient trees trembled, and an invisible force squeezed Ye Fei at this moment, unable to move an inch, which showed the strength of the people in front of him.

"Eight generations of ancestors..." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and the spiritual power in his body condensed.

According to his calculations, it is impossible for the eighth-generation patriarch of the Lingyu Sect to still be alive, and the person in front of him should undoubtedly be a disabled spirit.

Even if it is a remnant spirit, he has the power to fight even in the third stage of robbery.

Without any hesitation, Ye Fei's momentum surged, and when he raised his hand, the Lianhua Bingjian fell into his palm.

"Whoever blocks Ye will be killed without mercy."

There was an endless chill in the deep voice.

On the black ancient tree branch, thunder surged all over Ye Fei's body, and he broke free from the shackles in the air instantly.

I saw his figure flickering, bringing up a burst of ice mist, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of the person in front, and that sharp sword came head-on, with the momentum of piercing through the air.

"Bold, you, a junior, don't know how to respect teachers."

"This old man is your ancestor!"

Xu Kun let out a low cry, a light flashed all over his body, and a black sword appeared in his palm at the same time.

In the surrounding air, the power of the terrifying spiritual pressure increased several times.

In the dark forest, the two collided in an instant, and a terrifying counter-shock force erupted, sweeping away in all directions.

"I'm not a disciple of Lingyumen."

"Old man, if you dare to block me, Ye Mou will definitely destroy your remnant spirit." Ye Fei held the ice sword in his hand, and at this moment he cut out several sword lights in a row.

"Bang, bang!"

Ear-shattering explosions were heard continuously in the center of the dark forest, and the aftermath swept across tens of miles.

The strength of the two seems to be evenly matched at first glance.

At this time, after Xu Kun heard Ye Fei say that he was not a disciple of Lingyumen, the expression on his face became a little more serious.

The next moment, a cold light flashed in this person's eyes, and the gloom around him soared. It seemed that in an instant, his combat power had increased several times.

"Boy, since you are not the grandson of the old man."

"Then get ready to die." A chill flashed in Xu Kun's eyes.

Before he could finish his words, he quickly made a tactic with his hands. The aura on his body seemed to merge with this dark forest at this moment, and the whole person's aura changed drastically.

The power of the powerful man in the robbery broke out at this moment.

The black ancient trees around seemed to be alive at this moment, their branches turned into thorns, and the vines turned into tentacles, not only rolling and stretching, but also with the aura of covering the world.

Integrating oneself into the heaven and the earth, this kind of supernatural powers and techniques, martial arts in the third level of the robbery realm, is absolutely impossible to do.

"Immortal soldier, now." Ye Fei didn't hesitate, facing the unknown strong man in the catastrophe, he directly sacrificed the fairy soldier.

At the same time, thunder flashed all over his body, and the power of the boundary vein was ready to come out.

"Boom, boom!" The fairy soldier's figure flickered, as if teleporting.

At this moment, a punch blasted out, directly shattering the branches and vines extending in front of him, and the tall figure pointed directly at Xu Kun in front of him.

Not far ahead, Xu Kun was stunned when he saw the immortal soldier.

"Hiss, Zhao... Zhao Shanhe?"

"No, that guy should have died long ago, how could he appear here." A look of fear flashed in Xu Kun's eyes.

This is from himself, the subconscious fear. What shocked him was not the power of the seemingly menacing punch at this moment, but the person who punched. As early as in his era, his own strength was stronger than he.

In the air ahead, the power of that punch was approaching.

Xu Kun quickly raised his hand and waved a defensive sword energy, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Bang... bang bang."

Terrifying power erupted into shocking energy fluctuations.

After the two came into contact, Xu Kun instantly discovered that Zhao Shanhe in his eyes is now just a puppet with a very unique refining method.

"Boy, wait a minute."

"The old man has something to say, this matter may be a misunderstanding!" After Xu Kun stabilized his figure, he quickly raised his head, looked at Ye Fei in front, and said loudly.

In the air in front of him, Ye Fei showed a strange expression, and then he controlled the immortal soldiers and did not continue to launch an offensive.

"What do you want to say." Ye Fei raised his head and looked forward, and said in a low voice.

This person is the patriarch of Lingyumen, speaking of them, there is nothing wrong with them, if the person in front of him does not stop him from moving forward, there is no need to continue to attack.

On the black old tree in front of him, Xu Kun suddenly smiled when he saw this scene.

The aura on his body immediately subsided, and his figure flashed forward. The next moment, he was standing next to the fairy puppet. After looking up and down, he couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

The surrounding atmosphere has also become much more relaxed at this moment.

"Fun, interesting."

"Haha, haha, the old man never dreamed that this person surnamed Zhao would have such a day." Xu Kun laughed loudly, obviously, there seemed to be some festivals between the two of them a long time ago.

After seeing Zhao Shanhe being refined into a puppet, Xu Kun's face was full of embarrassment at this moment.

Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but a cold light flashed across his expression. Although Zhao Shanhe's spirit was gone, he was willing to let his body be turned into a puppet just for the sake of a battle. He still respected this person very much.

When he raised his hand, a red light flashed in his palm, and the immortal soldiers returned to the red immortal bamboo flute.

"Ye has something else to do. If Senior is willing to move out of the way, we will live in peace." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he didn't want to waste too much time on this disabled spirit in front of him.

After all, Xuan'er's situation is unknown, and Ye Fei felt extremely uneasy if he stayed here for an extra minute.

"Oh, don't worry."

"Boy, tell me, how did you bring Zhao Shanhe's body out of the Kunlun Snow Region?" Xu Kun asked with great interest on his face.

Ye Fei frowned slightly, his body was full of spiritual power, he was preparing to go deep into the jungle again, and he didn't want to waste time on the person in front of him.

"Little guy, if the old man's guess is correct, you entered here because of that ancient desolate beast." Xu Kun in front, after seeing Ye Fei's expression, touched the beard at the corner of his mouth and said again.

(End of this chapter)