Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At the end of the second Sunday, the running time is less, almost only two hours, and the vitality runs relatively smoothly. Whenever it is difficult to do, Ye Feng will stop briefly to feel the changes.

The tower space is quiet. The magic flame dragon and lion skillfully lie on one side, emitting a layer of light red halo, isolating the external atmosphere from the tower, so as not to disturb Ye Feng's meditation comprehension.

With dragons and lions sitting on one side, the negative energy that occasionally flows into this space is absorbed by it. Even if some are close to Ye Feng, they are all shattered by the huge smell emitted by the virtual shadow of Wu Sheng, which has no impact on Ye Feng at all.

As time passed by, Ye Feng entered the cultivation state of forgetting things and me, but worked tirelessly on the meridians again and again.

The injuries to his body have almost completely recovered.

Although the recovery of mental power is not so fast, it obviously won't have much problem.

In such a boring practice, Ao yuan, the three elders who guarded outside the array, was full of anxiety.

Shortly after Ye Feng entered the array, the sea eye suddenly fluctuated, huge magma ejected from the vortex center, and huge negative energy rushed into the sky.

Although this fluctuation is not even a small riot, it means a devastating crisis for a virtual martial artist.

Looking at the magnificent energy ejected from the sea eye from time to time, elder Ao yuan could only sigh in a deep voice:

"It's over. Even the smallest fluctuations can't afford the negative energy caused by a mere virtual environment."

He didn't have a good way to do all this.

He can't activate the shensha array alone, and he doesn't dare to step into the sea eye with the current cultivation of elder Ao yuan.

"Alas... I hope you are lucky. Everything depends on Ye's own luck."

With a sad sigh, elder Ao yuan closed his eyes again.

He didn't know what Ye Feng had experienced

At the same time, inside the hall of eternal life, there has been a storm at the moment.

In the princess hall, the gate is closed. Contrary to the noise outside, the hall is quiet, and even has a faint border to isolate the noise from the outside.

White tiger city appeared in the middle of the main hall with a calm face and his eyebrows locked into a Sichuan character. Since he received the news that Ye Feng had returned to danger alone, he has become the current honor.

Wu Ji, with a sad face, was somewhat dim in her beautiful eyes. She sat on the ground with her arms around her knees and stared at her white toes in a daze.

"Don't worry too much. That boy has always been lucky. Didn't the thunderstorm in duanyun stream still kill him? Maybe he will appear automatically in a few days."

For a long time, White Tiger City pretended to be calm and comforted.

"It's different..." Wu Ji flashed remorse in her eyes. "It's all my fault that I didn't stop him. The Twelve Gods and evil spirits array went straight to the deep sea eye. Even the eight elders didn't dare to break in easily."

"The boy has a quick mind and a jade amulet in his hand..."

White tiger city still needs to comfort. Half way through, even I feel that there is no bottom. If there is really danger in the sea eye, what role can a small jade symbol play?

"Well, if there is really a great change, I'll send you to leave first. Hum... If our sect leader wants to work hard, he has to be afraid of the holy land."

Looking at the border arranged in mid air, the tone of white tiger city was a little cold.

The news of Ye Feng's re-entry spread like wildfire. As soon as he returned to the Changsheng hall, the news had spread out.

Originally, the Shui people didn't hold much hope for Ye Feng's fight against Ao feibai. As soon as the news came out, it attracted an uproar.

The martial artists in Changsheng hall were dejected and sighed one by one. However, those people in Yinlong hall talked nonsense and said that Ye Feng was afraid to fight Ao feibai because he was afraid, so he pretended to be dead and hid.

This incident is a big blow to the martial artists of Changsheng hall.

Changsheng hall has been bullied by Yinlong hall for a long time. Although Ye Feng's hope of winning is extremely slim, they also expect Ye Feng to fight Ao feibai and frustrate the spirit of Yinlong hall.

Unfortunately, the last hope will be dashed.

Under such a huge gap, many aquarium warriors even hate Ye Feng.

Now there are rumors everywhere outside.

Wu Ji didn't want to hear such voices, so she hid in the hall and didn't want to go out.

"Master Bai, I won't go with you. Ye Feng will come out. Even if I wait here for ten or a hundred years, I will wait for him to show up..."

Suddenly, Wu Ji raised her head and opened her red lips with determination in her eyes.

"Alas..."

White Tiger City can only sigh.

This girl has a fierce temper. Once she decides something, I'm afraid she can't change it.

"Smelly boy, if you can't live out... I swear, all my life... Scold you every morning, noon and evening!"

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In the sea eye, there is still an eternal magma world. Looking carefully from top to bottom, it is different from when Ye Feng first entered.

This silent world is becoming more and more active.

Boom!

At a certain frequency, a startling sound was sent out, and tens of thousands of blood red waves rushed to the sky and rushed to the narrow exit above the sea eye.

At almost the same time, the Twelve Gods and evil spirits array overflowed with golden ripples, suppressing most of the energy.

However, the terrible thing is that the frequency of magma eruption is getting shorter and shorter. It is not difficult to guess that when the fluctuation here reaches a certain degree, the energy tide riots that have been separated for hundreds of years will come.

This time, it will be some time earlier than before, which makes the whole aolaihai sea area full of unknowable variables

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Ye Feng's face reflected a faint red light, and his whole body was emitting a thick white fog.

After running in again and again, the running time of meridians has been shortened by more than half, and the process has become quite smooth.

Aware of the virtual shadow of the martial saint, I couldn't help but praise my hair.

The three prohibitions of divine law are extremely difficult to practice, otherwise they will not be put aside by him.

"Senior, it seems that I have almost finished my cultivation. It's not impossible to shorten the operation week to one tea in a few days."

Ye Feng finished cross knee meditation and opened his eyes, showing some pride in his eyes.

"Well, you've almost mastered the method of carrying Zhou Tian, but... Using meridians to carry Zhou Tian is only the first step of the 'three prohibitions of God and law', and the next step is the real difficulty."

A basin of cold water poured directly on Ye Feng's head and face. Wu Sheng's words immediately made Ye Feng feel no satisfaction.

He held his breath, bowed and said, "please... Give me some advice."

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