More than a month later, Ye Fei's face turned pale. It would probably be impossible to escape by relying on Ling Tian Shenyi. And if he went to the Underworld Soul Sect at this moment, it might also cause him a lot of trouble.

Now Ye Feiyue was eager to remember the treasure of the Supreme Yang. If he upgraded Yuan Cultivation to the realm of transformation of the infant as soon as possible, he would not have to be afraid of anything when facing these great perfections of the alchemy.

However, this ultimate treasure is really difficult to find, but this has become Ye Fei's primary goal, followed by Taiyuan Crystal and Xuanyu.

If you find these two materials and repair Ling Tian’s Divine Wings, there will probably be no threat below the transformation of the baby. Even the Great Perfection of the Condensation Pill can be easily shaken off.

Ye Fei asked Fang Ning about these two materials. He only said that he had heard of them, but had never seen them before. This made Ye Fei a little disappointed.

Now the Underworld Soul Sect cannot go, but it is not a solution to keep escaping like this. Now, after escaping from Meicheng, these six people have not given up on their pursuit of themselves for more than a year.

After thinking for a while, Ye Fei made a gesture with one hand, opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of essence and blood. The light on his body was blood-red. After a moment, it dissipated with a bang, and Ye Fei's figure disappeared.

"Huh? This kid can't hold on anymore, and finally fights his life!" Almost at the same time, the three men in black in the black prison, the man in the yellow robe and others, each sent a monk to perform the desperate escape technique to chase Ye Fei.

Above a mountain, the nearby waved, and a blood-colored escape light flashed out, and under a twist, a figure in white was revealed. However, his face was extremely pale.

As soon as he appeared, a ball of blood was sprayed out again. The blood mist was all over his body, and after a moment, his figure disappeared again.

Above a wasteland, a blood-colored escape light appeared, and the blood mist became abundant, and after a few flashes, it disappeared again.

In this way, Ye Fei used the blood escape technique three times in a row. He had little magic power left in his body, his face was extremely pale, his breath seemed to be empty, and he was sitting cross-legged on a black long sword and shooting outwards somewhere.

At this moment, he finally completely left the few people behind and could no longer feel the aura of the few people.

Almost at the same time, two people who were using the forbidden technique to pursue Ye Fei were also pale and bloodless, with a sharp breath falling, and their faces became shocked and suspicious.

"How is this possible? This boy is just in the late stage of the Condensation Pill. How could he still have such strong magic power and exert such a fast escape speed?" At this time, a man in black said with a pale face.

Upon hearing this, a young man in yellow frowned and said, "Is it because he was rescued?" After that, the two of them stopped escaping and waited for the rest of the people.

Now the two of them consume a lot. They can't recover without more than a year. They really can't guess why Ye Fei has such a fast escape technique. Of course, how could they know that the black spirit had already escaped with Ye Fei at this moment.

...

"Wow, master, we have been running away for half a year. Don't you rest for a while?" The black spirit swept through the Netherworld Sword and carried Ye Fei, and said this.

Hearing this, Ye Fei looked at a city vaguely in the distance and said, "Don't go into the city, let's take care of it here before talking."

After saying that, Ye Fei's yellow light flashed around him, holding a black sword in his hand, and with a thud, he sank into a yellow earth mountain on the ground.

Ye Fei stopped until he escaped several hundred feet deep underground and felt the pressure around him gradually increasing, so he stopped and let the Black Spirit open up a temporary cave.

Ye Fei arranged several formations around him, and the spiritual array was also arranged around him, so as not to be discovered by others. In this way, Ye Fei felt relieved.

In the temporary cave, Ye Fei sat cross-legged on a cushion with a pale face, while the black spirit was guarding the surroundings, and the golden puppets also stood on the edge of the cave.

However, Ye Fei was extremely weak in his breath at this moment. This time, he was the most embarrassing time to escape. He was actually chased by the Great Perfection of the Destination Pill. If he had not tried his best to use the Blood Shield Technique three times, he would have been caught up by several people.

However, Ye Fei suffered a considerable backlash. In addition, he swallowed too many pills in the past two years, and Ye Fei had already reached the limit of his tolerance.

After a moment of thinking, Ye Fei's mind moved and appeared in the space of Fan Jing in the mysterious necklace. The spiritual energy here is rich, and relatively speaking, he will get better sooner.

In this way, Ye Fei meditated with his eyes closed, and the place was always extremely quiet. Hei Ling was obediently staying in the cave and did not dare to go out for a step.

...

Xuanzhou, near Ghost Valley!

Four figures were floating in the air, each with doubt on his face, looking at the ghost valley in the distance. The terrifying fluctuations emitted by these four people were all old monsters in the transformation stage, and there was no sign of human being on weekdays.

One of the middle-aged men dressed in black and ferociously looked frowned and said, "Three, this ghost valley has indeed had some abnormal movements before, but it has been so quiet recently."

Hearing this, one of the old men dressed in white and covered in white hair smiled slightly and said, "Old Demon Wei, hasn't anyone come to see your Demon Bone Sect? Didn't you find anything?"

"Haha, Mo Hai, your Lingshan Sect discovered it first before our people. Even if you know anything, you should know more." The middle-aged man in black robe named Wei Laomo smiled slightly and said to the old man in white.

"Amitabha, the two donors need to argue no more. Since the four of us have arrived, we should unite and check the reasons carefully. I wonder what the donor Song Chen thinks?" At this moment, an old monk wearing a cassock and kind-looking smiled at a thin middle-aged man in a gray robe.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man in gray robe nodded and said, "Song thinks that Master Kuran's words are reasonable. I have indeed discovered an abnormality in Qiankun Cave, but no reason has been found."

The middle-aged man in black robe frowned and said, "I was the bestowal of Zang Tian in my sect that year, because of the great disciples of fellow Taoist Mo Hai."

"Wei Dong, you can't say that. The white-haired demon has long been cleared by us. After all, no one knows his true identity at the beginning. Zang Tian's death was just not good at learning skills." The old man in white said in a slight corner of his mouth.

"Hmph, Zang Tian trapped the people of our three major sects back then, and someone in my Qiankun Cave also fell in the hands of Zang Tian. If we make careful calculations, we will suffer a lot of losses." The thin middle-aged man in gray robe glanced at the man in black robe and said in this way.

"Fellow Daoist Song Chen, your core disciples have not died. Of course you are fine? Zang Tian is the object of Wei's efforts to cultivate vigorously." The man in black robe flashed with anger, and his robe suddenly shook.

"Amitabha, why did the three donors start to argue again? I am here to see the Ghost Valley today. Can you put the old things out first?" Master Kuran said helplessly.

Upon hearing this, the three of them shrugged and became a little silent!

...

Time flies like light, and it is fleeting in the blink of an eye. Ten years seem to be very long for mortals, but for immortals, it is just a matter of retreat.

On the edge of Yuzhou, deep in the ground of a wasteland, there was a temporary cave, and a pitch-black sword was inserted into the ground. A black illusory figure floated beside it, looking a little obscene.

Not far away, a golden puppet about the size of twelve stood on the ground, looking completely spiritual, and his eyes were dazed.

A white figure sat cross-legged in the middle, with white light flashing all over her body, and her aura was extremely powerful, and the vital energy of the heaven and earth around her was quickly absorbed by this figure.

This person is Ye Fei who has been in seclusion for ten years!

However, Ye Fei's injuries had improved a long time ago, and he exuded a stronger aura than ten years ago. He sometimes frowned and sometimes swallowed a few pills.

Not far away, the black spirit's eyes kept spinning, looking a little bored. He stepped on the black sword and flew to the puppet's head and knees, muttering to himself something.

"Hey, this time it's too long, I'm suffocating. I guess the master is rushing to the Great Perfection of the Condensation Pill. After all, the enemy is too powerful. Hey, if I recover my strength, I will destroy them in the blink of an eye.

Wow, the little demon couldn't wake up. I'm too bored. Why not take advantage of the master's retreat and go out for a walk first? OK? OK! Wow! I agree myself." In this way, Black Ling's eyes were circling and talking to herself. (This chapter ends)

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