Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Er... OK, but how can I get rid of this fantasy when it is so realistic?"

Picking up the joy in his heart, Ye Feng asked some speechless questions.

In front of him, the blade is very strange, which makes him feel like he can't start.

"Since this illusion is triggered by the purple evil mysterious fire, you have a trace of the origin of the mysterious fire. You can try to refine it."

Ye Feng nodded.

The purple evil mysterious fire here may be contaminated with the smell of red lotus fire, which will become very powerful and trigger this lifelike illusion.

However, even if the XuanHuo is strong, it is only the companion flame of the red lotus industry fire after all. If you have the origin, you should have the possibility of refining and expelling it.

WOW!

Ye Feng didn't hesitate at once. His mental strength spread out and turned into an invisible net. He pressed down against the purple flame at the edge of the blade.

"Hiss..."

As soon as he touched the purple flames, Ye Feng grinned with pain. After a slight pause, he tightly shrouded it.

At the same time, the purple fire source that was subdued by itself was also stimulated and could not absorb the purple fire energy flowing in.

So... After a incense burning time, a small part of the purple evil mysterious fire dissipated in the air, while the others were completely absorbed into the source of the purple fire by leaf maple.

It made the original flame grow slightly.

The purple fire was gone, and the remaining energy was fused with Dantian at the moment. Ye Feng was also vaguely aware of his yuan force and became a little vigorous.

"There are many advantages to practice in this sutra field. No wonder there is such a high threshold for practice."

With a sigh in his heart, Ye Feng gathered his mind and began to eliminate the still leaping spiritual blade.

After losing the spiritual pillar of Zisha XuanHuo, those blades will soon be solved

To Ye Feng's regret, the source of XuanHuo, which was incorporated into his body, has not been used directly so far. Otherwise, it can become a sharp and incomparable means of spiritual attack.

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Ye Feng's stone room on the second floor has been surrounded by many martial artists. Except for a few worried eyes, most of them just came to see a joke.

"It's been almost half an hour, this boy... I'm afraid it's going to be abandoned."

"If you fall into a spiritual illusion and can't find a way out by yourself, you are likely to lose your mind and become an idiot."

Several disciples of Tianyuan sect spoke loudly, with obvious mockery in their words.

"Don't be sarcastic. When you first came in, you weren't much better?"

The diyuanzong man who drew the Yuanli barrier for Ye Feng shouted coldly.

"Someone has asked elder he to come here long ago. Why hasn't he arrived yet? If this goes on... I'm afraid something will happen."

Several Di yuan sect disciples flashed helplessness in their eyes.

At this moment, a cry came from around, "get out of the way, get out of the way, elder he is coming."

Outside the crowd, a figure with Hefa and Tongyan appeared. The old man held a dust brush. Wherever he passed along, both disciples bowed their heads and showed respect.

"Elder he, it's him, a worker. I don't know how to get in?"

The people in front quickly stepped aside. Elder he brushed the dust and his eyes fell on Ye Feng's face.

"Hmm? Is it... This boy?"

Seeing Ye Feng's face clearly, elder he was stunned.

Didn't he just become a factotum of Diyuan sect for two days? Why... He broke into the inner door.

Even into the Sutra ashram?

"How long has he been in a dreamland?"

Too late to ask the details, elder he looked down and asked the elder martial artist of diyuanzong around him.

It is quite dangerous to fall into a dreamland in the stone chamber of Daochang. The longer the time, the greater the possibility of losing yourself.

"Almost... About half an hour."

"Ridiculous... Why don't you inform me in time for such a long time?!"

Hearing the speech, he Changlao's face flashed a trace of dignity.

If he is just an ordinary factotum disciple, it's not a big thing to die or become an idiot, but Ye Feng is different. Tianlan specially told him to take care of him before he left. If he died in the Sutra ashram for some reason, where will his old face go from now on?

After a low scold, elder he stepped forward, waved to disperse the yuan force barrier, and slowly stretched out his right hand to Ye Feng in the stone chamber.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of other martial artists around showed a look of expectation.

"It's said that elder he is superb in controlling his mental power. He can forcibly pull people out of the spiritual illusion without hurting God. He can see his old man's hand. The time we wasted today is nothing..."

"Yes, yes, even if I can't find the cultivation stone room on the third floor, I can recognize it."

"Shh, don't talk, concentrate on watching!"

All the disciples held their breath and stared at elder he, trying to see what he did.

"I haven't lost my mind for half an hour. This boy... Spirit is very good."

After whispering, elder he pressed his hands gently.

The fluctuation inside and outside the surrounding area suddenly stopped. Immediately after that, there was a spiritual force in front of his forehead, which turned into an almost crystal palm. After a slight pause, he flew to Ye Feng quickly.

"Give me... Up!"

Cut off the drink.

At the moment when Jingying's palm was next to the Tianmen on Ye Feng's head, he suddenly hooked his five fingers, grabbed it in the air, and immediately pulled it out.

They opened their eyes and looked for a long time. Ye Feng, sitting in the stone room, had no movement, but still closed his eyes.

"Huh?"

"How could... Miss?"

Elder he's face changed slightly.

This is the first time he has appeared in such a situation.

Once again, he condensed his eyes and rushed out of his mind for the second time. The original glittering palm suddenly became several times larger. His big hand directly covered Ye Feng's head and grabbed it down.

Boom!

Just at the moment when the big hand came, a turbulent wave of mental power suddenly rushed out of the tianlinggai of leaf maple, mixed with a large violent purple flame.

Even elder he couldn't help being slightly moved by the sudden huge breath, and hurriedly took back the spiritual power inspired by himself.

A strange scene appeared at this moment.

The mental power that burst out was like an angry child who was provoked. He chased elder he like a storm. He was only one line away from colliding with the mental power he inspired