Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"Let God keep you."

Jin Zhenhai shook his head and insisted on sending Ye Feng away.

"That's the key!"

Ye Feng said bluntly, "if I leave alone, it will be dangerous to face the assassination of the demon soul family, but the pavilion Lord arranges God to send me away. Don't you want to cover up?"

As soon as Ye Feng said this, he didn't need to explain it too clearly. Jin Zhenhai and the gods thought of the key to the problem, and his face became very ugly.

Ye Feng must be assassinated if he leaves alone, but arranging God to send him will make the demon soul family suspicious.

The demon pavilion has a ten thousand demon refining array, which is as solid as gold soup. It is the safest for Ye Feng to stay in the demon Pavilion.

Why arrange for God to send him away?

Isn't it clear to tell others that there is something wrong with the demon pavilion?

The demon soul clan is not a fool. If you find this, you will inevitably come to test. The ten thousand demon refining array was destroyed by the high priest and can't stand the inspection. You'll know when you try.

Then, when big trouble comes, we can't help but guard against it.

What's more, even if the God guard is arranged to send Ye Feng away, the demon soul family will still have other gods.

"Instead of taking risks, we'd better wait and see what happens. Now we can only bet that they dare not do it and that the high priest can solve the problem of Kung Fu."

Ye Feng's eyes flickered and said calmly.

"This seat is confused."

Jin Zhenhai sighed and felt a little ashamed.

He didn't think of this. Without Ye Feng's reminder, something really happened because of his decision.

At this time, Jin Zhenhai and Shenshou paid more attention to Ye Feng.

Before, in their eyes, Ye Feng was just a descendant with extraordinary potential, which should be cultivated and protected.

But now, Ye Feng's wisdom makes them agree with the former.

This younger generation is not only extraordinary in potential and blood, but also superior in wisdom. It needs their existence to be treated with peace of mind.

Jin zhenhaidun paused and then said, "in that case, according to what childe Shenfeng said, you stay in the demon Pavilion for the time being, but if the demon soul family comes up, I will arrange someone to send you away at the first time. I hope you don't refuse."

"Yes, if anything happens, Shenfeng will obey the arrangement of the pavilion Lord."

Ye Feng nodded slightly and then left the Wanyao hall.

Jin Zhenhai and the gods stayed to discuss other issues.

What they are talking about has nothing to do with Ye Feng. After all, Ye Feng can't get involved in the battle between the demon soul family and the demon Pavilion.

A few days later, Ye Feng was immersed in the library. Now he can only hope that the high priest can heal himself. There is no other way but to wait.

Looking at the ancient books in his hand, Ye Feng was absent-minded.

He worries a lot. If the high priest can't solve his obsession for a long time, or he can't get rid of it in this life, will he have to wait all his life?

"Besides the high priest, can anyone help me find Hualing..."

Ye Feng pondered in his heart. He knew that the high priest could find Hualing, or he learned the news from Mo Chang's tuyere.

It seems that we need to find an opportunity to contact the people of Taichu chamber of Commerce and consult Mo Changfeng again.

People can't hang from a tree.

What's more, there is a hidden danger of the demon soul family, which is a great danger.

Even if ye Feng enters the demon Pavilion, he is not a member of the demon family.

The upper level of the demon clan killed him. He didn't care. He would leave the first time, not for the high priest.

Ye Feng thought about things. His fingers unconsciously turned the pages of the book. Suddenly, he felt a different touch and looked down at the ancient books.

This ancient book is called the chronicle of the holy family. The demon family calls itself the holy family, and their capital is named the holy city.

What is recorded in ancient books is the history of the demon family, its rise and decline, and the major figures of the demon family.

Now turn to the page, it is about the demon respect, the invincible existence of the demon family in history.

"The touch of the pages is different, much thicker..."

Ye Feng narrowed his eyes and rubbed the paper. His eyes lit up fiercely and quickly converged.

"There's something."

The unexpected discovery made Ye Feng's heart jump wildly. This ancient book has a high status in the demon Pavilion library. Ordinary Tianjiao can't see it. Relying on the identity of the God owl family, Ye Feng polished the Jiaoyuan elder for a long time before he could see it.

Now, it must be extraordinary to hide this thing in the page.

Ye Feng pressed down his restless mood, calmed his mind, rubbed his fingers gently, and a slight sound came from the page.

The original page of paper turned into two pages. The things in the paper fell down. It was a piece of jade as thin as cicada wings and green and crystal.

Ye Feng took a breath, quickly put away the jade, closed the ancient books, put them back on the bookshelf, turned and left.

Ye Feng is now on the fifth floor of the library. In addition to Shenshou, only he can enter here. At present, only Ye Feng is here. There is no need to worry.

When leaving the library, Ye Feng and elder Jiaoyuan greeted each other. The other party lowered his head and didn't even lift his head, calming Ye Feng's nervous mood.

Back in the room arranged by Jin Zhenhai, Ye Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He looked into the room and didn't feel peeped. Only then did he carefully take out the jade.

The thin piece of jade feels cold. There are winding lines on it. The lines are linked together to form a strange flower.

The flower has seven petals, each with different runes, and the stamens seem to be burning with fire.

Ye Feng gazed for a moment and felt burning eyes. The flame in the stamen rushed up at night and rushed towards him!

"Bad"

His face changed slightly, and Ye Feng raised his hand to stop it. At this time, he found that the jade lay quietly in the palm of his hand, and nothing happened.

"Illusion?"

Ye Feng frowned and then shook his head. It's not an illusion. It should be the miraculous place of the strange flower, which will make the peeping person fall into it.

The next moment, he saw the fragments of jade turn into smoke and disappear silently in the palm of his hand.

As for the strange flowers carved on jade, they grew and turned into reality.

Strange flowers swaying, Taoist rhyme flowing, mysterious and mysterious breath spreading, refreshing flower fragrance intoxicating.

Without waiting for Ye Feng's reaction, the strange flower suddenly flashed and rushed directly to the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows.

"Bang!"

There was a roar in my mind, and the spirit seemed to be smashed down with a sledgehammer.

Ye Feng had a splitting headache and fell to the ground. He kept his head with his hands, clenched his teeth, and the suppressed hoarse pain oozed out between his teeth.

After a long time, the sharp pain in his mind gradually disappeared. He was sweating profusely, and his back had long been soaked, as if he had been drenched in a heavy rain.

"What happened?"

Ye Feng opened his eyes. His eyes were a little confused. He just vaguely noticed that something flashed by.

Looking at the palm, the strange flower had long disappeared. Ye Feng's heart sank and his thoughts sank into his mind. He saw a mysterious, magnificent and wonderful flower floating in the middle of his mind.

This strange flower sways in the void, with tiny roots that are uncertain between the void and the real. It plunges into the void and absorbs nutrients.

The stamens of strange flowers are now burning with flames, steaming their minds and reflecting everywhere.

In the flame, a stone tablet was built by sparks, and the words on the stone tablet lit up one by one.

"What is this?"

Looking at the inscription, Ye Feng was shocked. The first line said, "resurrection, life and death, flower magic."