"Why can you talk in my head?"

Ye Ziheng asked, full of surprise in his tone.

"Oh, boy, you don't want to see who my blood feather devil is. It's just some skills of divinity transmission. I can do it at any time if I want to."

The blood feather devil said, with a trace of pride in his tone.

"Mind transmission, it sounds like it's quite advanced. Would you like to teach me?"

"Teach you, OK, but you have to reach the level of seven martial arts at least."

When ye Ziheng heard this, he couldn't help being stunned.

"So you were also a martial arts man of seven levels before you died?"

"Boy, don't take such a low realm to guess my strong cultivation. The strength of my life is not what you ants can understand."

"Oh, so you're very good at it?"

"Of course."

"Better than real people?"

"The real man, the real person is what, is the strongest hopeless situation on your planet. I will kill you."

"Since you are so good, I want to ask you, how did you die?"

As soon as this word comes out, the blood feather demon immediately no longer talks, silent half ring, just slowly reply way.

"Well, you may not believe it. In fact, I don't know how I died."

Ye Ziheng snorted and didn't bother to refute him. He didn't even know how he died. This guy is probably bragging.

"Well, do you believe it or not, I used to be a good critic, but I don't remember how I used to be."

Ye Ziheng ha ha ha a smile, also is not in with him many words, is preparing to return to own villa. But his feet just took a step out. In a flash of time, the color changed. Ye Ziheng felt that he was trapped in a burst of darkness and kept falling down. He wanted to break free, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Hum ~"

after a burst of tinnitus, ye Ziheng regained control of his body, and his body did not feel like he had just fallen, and the darkness around him slowly changed. A rock wall rose from the ground and surrounded ye Ziheng. A dark golden sun gradually emerged from the black sky, shining on ye Ziheng's body, but ye Ziheng did not Some feel half warm, but also feel a little cold.

"Well, what's going on?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the sudden change around the scene, his eyes showed a touch of surprise.

"I just told you not to go forward. You didn't listen to me. You can't blame me."

The voice of the blood feather demon rings again in ye Ziheng's mind. Ye Ziheng realizes the seriousness of this matter and asks in a hurry.

"What the hell is going on here, my lord?"

"Can't you see that someone is going to mess with you, young man."

"You want to mess with me, why?"

Ye Ziheng is still a blank face, do not know what happened.

The blood feather demon shrugged.

"I don't know why people want to mess with you. Shouldn't you know more about it than I do? After all, you have some points in your mind for what you have provoked yourself."

"The man I've offended?"

Ye Ziheng is suddenly stunned and thinks of Yang Di and Yang's family, but is this possible?

The Yang family is not a small family. The strongest one in the family is just the cultivation of wupinjing. However, how can a person who practices Wupin state create such a huge and closed world from reality? It's really incredible. Someone else must be doing something strange about it.

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