Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Just instill the mental force or meta force into the transmission order, you can turn on the transmission function. This false "music without trace" controls the black smoke illusion, which also uses the mental force. There is a connection between the two. Theoretically, the mental force controlling the black smoke illusion can completely turn on the transmission order.

But Ye Feng did not dare to act rashly.

Because once this method fails, it wastes the transmission order. Instead, it is easy to be self defeating and transmit yourself.

Would it be a risk?

Ye Feng hesitated.

However, at this moment, the situation in the scene suddenly changed. The spiritual fluctuation from Tang Qingqiu's mind suddenly disappeared, resulting in the sharp decline of the spiritual power of the void beast link. Only in the past moment, the black smoke controlled by "Le Wuji" spread upward, trapping Lin Tujue with the lowest spiritual power.

It seems... I can't do it if I don't want to try

Ye Feng smiled bitterly in the dark. Seeing that the "Le Wuji" controlling the black smoke had shown a victory posture, he was elated. He no longer hesitated, raised his hand, and shot the transmission command symbol that had been prepared for a long time.

"Boy, you're going to fight to the end..."

"Le Wuji" smiled Yin, didn't even look at it, pinched his hand, and a black smoke controlled by him rolled up towards the transmission token in an instant.

Even overlord Dan has been taken. In the view of "Le Wuji", Ye Feng, who has reached the end of a powerful crossbow, has absolutely no means. He can also hurt himself or compete with himself.

"Son of luck" is readily available.

He laughed, and the black smoke as fast as a spirit snake immediately drowned the "transmission token". However, to the surprise of "music without trace", this slap big thing had no abnormality, but with the diffusion of his own spiritual power, it burst out a dazzling light at this time.

The light of Taoist runes scattered through the black fog.

"Is this? Eh..."

"Le Wuji" was attracted by it. He turned his head and looked at it. His face became very wonderful in an instant.

Until this moment, the man realized what the thing he controlled with his mental force was.

"You, boy, you're cheating on me..."

Before his voice fell, the figure of "Le Wuji" retreated quickly, but the rune has been excited, but the light has enveloped him in an instant. No matter how fast he is, how can he be faster than the light?

A slip of foot becomes eternal hatred.

"Le Wuji" didn't expect that he would be overcast by Ye Feng in a moment of carelessness and eliminated by such means. When he reacted, he was no longer in the underground dragon tomb, and even out of the Tianlong secret land.

It was quiet around, as if the battle of life and death just now was just an ethereal dream.

A moment later, "Le Wuji" roared. The long gun in his hand contained his infinite anger. It flew into the sky and killed a flying monster before it fell down.

After another long calm, there was a hysterical and unwilling roar in the area.

"Damn it!"

"Wan juezong... Ye Feng... I remember you. I hope you will have such good luck next time..."

"Good luck... Good luck..." the echo rippled between heaven and earth for a long time

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No one expected that Ye Feng would send the most strange and powerful opponent by the same strange means. This adventure was a success.

The black smoke around Lin Turk disappeared, and the calm in the dragon claw area was restored.

Tang chuxue took back the spiritual link inspired by the void beast. Ye Feng also lost his face and vomited a mouthful of blood essence for the first time after the link was eliminated. All the functions of his body plummeted.

The efficacy of bawangdan has passed, and the exposed sequelae is undoubtedly quite serious, but Ye Feng's face is full of comfort.

When the dust settles, it's your own side that laughs to the end.

"It's over at last!" Tang chuxue also sighed infinitely, and walked to Ye Feng.

"I'm fine. Chu Xue, it's almost time. Maybe you'll choose the son of Qi luck soon. You'd better deprive the 'destiny yuan soul' as soon as possible and then solve Tang Qingqiu..."

Ye Feng closed his eyes and gasped for a while, and reminded him in a deep voice.

"Miss Tang, people are right in front of you now. Just do it. I Lin Tujue will protect the Dharma for you here!"

He threw Tang Qingqiu with his eyes closed in front of Tang chuxue. Lin Tujue was also frightened. After taking a deep breath, he nodded and said.

Seeing Miss Tang's third daughter, who fell to the ground and let herself be slaughtered, who used to be high and insurmountable in front of her, she was like a dead man at the moment. At the beginning of Tang Dynasty, Xue couldn't help but look in a trance.

She really can't believe that Ye Feng has fulfilled his promise so soon and can let himself get back the "destiny yuan soul".

This is the most precious thing left by my parents. Now I finally want to return to Zhao. Tang chuxue's eyes were moist. He looked at Ye Feng and Lin Tujue and said, "Xiao Feng, senior brother Lin, thank you."

"Ha ha, thank you for what? Without your advice and spiritual link, Miss Tang, we would all draw water in bamboo baskets..."

Lin Tujue smiled boldly. Ye Feng also said with a smile, "it's not too late. First snow, you'll do it quickly."

Tang Chu Xue, who nodded, said nothing more.

She went to Tang Qingqiu and sat down cross legged. Then a circle of seven color light patterns filled the body of Tang Qingqiu. After transporting the mental power skill to the extreme, Tang chuxue suddenly shouted with a little finger, and there was a seven color halo on the tip of her finger. In an instant, she penetrated into Tang Qingqiu's eyebrow and sea.

"Ah..."

Tang Qingqiu suddenly screamed in a faint state. The figure actually sat up like a conditioned reflex at the moment. She sat on the ground with a wide mouth and a confused emptiness in her eyes. The whole person seemed to have lost her soul and turned into a walking corpse.

A vague and illusory dark shadow, pulled by the colorful halo inspired by Tang chuxue, separated from Tang Qingqiu. Tang chuxue, who kneaded the formula, slowly pulled it, then sank down and completely integrated with Tang chuxue

Tang chuxue, who opened her eyes, wept with joy, while Tang Qingqiu, opposite her, completely lost her vitality, fell to the ground and died.

"How's it going? Is it over? The soul of heaven's destiny yuan has returned safely?" Ye Feng on the side also regained some strength. Looking at Tang chuxue with red eyes, she asked fondly.

"Well... Although it will take some time to refine and repair yuan soul, it should be all right. Yuan soul will come back to me again. I believe my father can rest in peace under the nine springs."

The snow in the early Tang Dynasty with tears and peach blossoms smiled. This look like joy and sorrow is unspeakably charming and moving. It makes even Ye Feng swing in his heart