Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Now you are the leader of the peak. The leader must be able to leave the pass soon. There are no disciples in the sect. The disciples are going to go out and do some private things."

Ye Feng replied truthfully.

Lord Yan Xifeng's state is OK. In addition, as long as he has his own deterrent, the Lord of Chenxin hall and others dare not mess around.

So Wan Jue Zong's side, things are slowly getting back on track. He doesn't need to worry about the mundane affairs of the sect. He can go out to find the whereabouts of Tang chuxue and his sister Hua Ling.

"Going out? Then you should pay more attention to safety."

Lord Yan Xifeng was worried.

However, the thought of Ye Feng's accomplishments now made him feel that he only had it in the face of the Supreme Master, so he didn't say much.

Ye Feng said goodbye to master Yan Xifeng and walked down the mountain quickly.

Although Yuanling suggested him, it's best to go after the second transformation.

However, it took too long for Ye Feng to wait so long.

I can only find time to practice while looking.

Somehow, the time and space in the mysterious round platform gradually lost its effectiveness after he entered the king's territory. If he could speed up his cultivation according to the time flow rate inside, he could get twice the result with half the effort.

When he goes to his destination, he can appropriately increase the absorption of congenital Linglu.

If you think the situation is bad, you can reduce it to the original dose in time.

However, there are only about 100 drops left by the innate spirit dew. According to the current situation, it is estimated that he can only impact the holy land once or twice and will be exhausted.

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In the northwest, it is an extremely barren yellow sand desert, known as one of the four desperate situations of Yuanwu.

The desert is so big that it has no end.

Ye Feng has never heard of it. Someone has explored how big the desert is. Even in the records of major gates, it has not been mentioned.

Outside the desert, there is no special danger, but the yellow sand is thousands of miles, the environment is bad, and it is not suitable for living.

Therefore, even in the past, there was never a large door to make an idea in the desert.

Over the past few years, it is still deserted as usual.

Ye Feng didn't quite understand why the direction he sensed through the force of cause and effect was in the desert.

"Yuan Ling, are you sure you didn't feel wrong? This desert has always been deserted and difficult for birds to cross."

Near the desert, the climate is getting drier and drier. Ye Feng can't help frowning, arousing a layer of vitality armor to resist the wind and sand.

"The power of cause and effect shows that it is in the northwest. This... Can't be wrong. The northwest should be in the desert."

"Moreover, it is precisely because this desert is uninhabited and different that it is possible to hide special secrets."

Yuan Ling's explanation gave leaf maple a glimmer of hope.

It seems so reasonable.

However, the desert is too big. Looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. There is little hope.

"Well... Can there be a more accurate message? The desert runs across the northwest, with hundreds of thousands of miles of faces. No one can fly across. I don't have so much time to travel all over it."

Ye Feng's sight was already a vast sea of sand.

"Well... The closer you are to the desert, the stronger the feedback will be, indicating that the general direction is not wrong." Yuan Ling nodded and answered.

"That's really strange. Is there really any hidden clan in the desert?" Ye Feng whispered.

"Don't say it's you. Ben Yuanling hasn't heard similar news."

"However... I suggest you'd better stay at the edge of the desert, transform more holy power and continue to explore, otherwise you may encounter a great crisis." Yuan Ling reminded again.

"OK."

"I'm on my way these days, and I'm almost recovered. Moreover, I found that with holy power, the amount of innate spirit dew can be increased. In this way, the efficiency of transformation will also be improved."

Ye Feng didn't insist on going in directly.

The desolation of the yellow sand desert is well known.

At present, Yuan Ling said that he clearly felt the danger through the force of cause and effect, so he couldn't be reckless.

Looking for a seemingly safe place, Ye Feng began to absorb congenital Linglu for the second transformation.

This time, he increased the amount of congenital spirit dew by half.

The previous drop was divided into one month to absorb and refine. This time, it took one fifteenth of it.

Sure enough, he was pleasantly surprised and said: "Yuanling, after increasing the dosage, the transformation speed is slower than the first time, but it is not too slow. My guess is established. When you have holy power in your body, urging more congenital spirit dew can improve the transformation efficiency a lot."

"Really?" Yuan Ling was stunned.

After all, in the past, there was never a warrior in the Yuan Wu mainland who could be extravagant enough to use innate spiritual dew to transform into holy power.

Congenital things, but even the real divine realm to the strong, are hard to get.

"That's good. What's the effect?"

"Didn't you say before that the second time would be half slower than the first time, but now I feel that it is only about 12 / 10 slower." Ye Feng nodded to confirm after pondering for a long time.

The improvement of transformation speed is a great good thing for yourself.

Then he began to transform holy power wholeheartedly.

But no matter yuan Ling or Ye Feng, he didn't feel it. During his transformation, there was a wisp of purple fog in his body, which swam along his whole body.

It was this purple mist that made him get twice the result with half the effort and did not suffer too many difficulties.

At the same time, in the woods of black and white feathers in Youzhou, Shenwu mainland, a strange villain stood on a black-and-white branch, with a purple glow in his eyes.

"Finally, do you want to start..."

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Time flies, and more than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

This morning, Ye Feng opened his eyes and ended the process of closed transformation.

"Forget it, it seems that you still have to absorb and transform in the mountain gate. This place is really..."

His tone was full of regret.

Because it was not Ye Feng who took the initiative to leave the pass, but the weather in the desert became worse and worse, so he had to end the transformation ahead of time.

The bad weather will not have much impact on the current leaf maple. With his current cultivation, he can be unaffected even in water and fire.

However, in the process of transforming holy power, there can be no accident.

"However, in spite of this, the absorbed dose of congenital Linglu has been increased by half, and the conversion efficiency is passable on the whole. Maybe it will take up to half a year to complete the second conversion."

"Even now, take advantage of the unfavorable sandstorm weather to practice, first go deep into the desert to explore."

Ye Feng's heart is still very happy.

He looked up at the yellow sand in front of him and was about to step in.