"Oh? So, Ye can't get Thousand Soul Silks at all?" Ye Fei said with a narrowed eyes, but Ye Fei dared not be careless about a mutated white tiger with seventh level of strength. After all, he was able to kill the patriarch of the python clan, and there must be few opponents in the same level of strength. In addition to a bunch of seventh level of strength monsters, he could not get close to him.

The demon python was silent for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but..."

"But what?" Ye Fei asked with a frown.

"Human, if you really want to get Thousand Soul Silks, just go with us. I won't harm you. You need the elders of the clan to see you before you can get a solution!" The demon python said in a low voice.

Ye Fei pondered for a moment and smiled and said, "You are not kidding, are you? Let Ye go deep into your python clan, hehe, do you think Ye will go?"

"This, then, since you don't want to go to my python clan, then you can wait here for some time now. I've gone back to ask the elder and come and reply to you." The demon python said solemnly.

Ye Fei's eyebrows moved and thought, "Okay, I just don't know what price Ye needs to pay? It's impossible to help Ye for nothing, right?"

"Hehe, when the elder comes, I will naturally tell you to say goodbye!" Before the demon python finished speaking, he flew away with two giant pythons. Ye Fei showed a thoughtful look and looked at the direction where the three demon pythons escaped.

"Although the python clan is not as cunning as the nine-tailed fox, after all, it is not like those low-level true immortal-level monsters with low intelligence or even no intelligence.

And these monsters with six or seven levels of strength are obviously not low in intelligence, and it seems that they have to be on guard against one or two." Ye Fei finished speaking. He looked around, and together with the escape light, he familiarized the nearby terrain. Finally, he returned to his original place and slowly landed on the ground and sat cross-legged.

...

More than half a month later, Ye Fei suddenly opened his eyes and two rays of light flew in the distance, namely a gray python last time and a red python with a seventh level of cultivation.

"You just want Thousand Soul Silks?" The red python asked with a mouthful of words.

"Not bad." Ye Fei flashed and appeared in the air.

"Arrogant!" As soon as the words fell, the red python opened its mouth and squirted out a ball of flame. With a puff, it turned into a sea of ​​fire and swept towards Ye Fei. Then the python's body swung and shot towards Ye Fei.

Seeing this, Ye Fei frowned and snorted coldly. A blue light flashed around him, and the water waves were rippling around him. No matter how fierce the surrounding sea of ​​fire was, he could not get close to Ye Fei at all.

Seeing the red python rushing towards him, Ye Fei clenched his fist with one hand and smashed towards the python body. With a muffled bang, Ye Fei felt his shoulders swaying and he retreated two or three steps in the void, while the red python flew backwards more than ten feet away.

"Huh? The body is indeed strong, and it can easily resist my worry-free flames." The red python was bombarded and said without anger, and Ye Fei frowned.

"What is this mean by you?" Ye Fei looked at the two pythons.

"Haha. Don't get me wrong, this immortal friend. I will tell you the truth. If you want to pick Thousand Soul Wires, even if I ask the python spirits to stop them, you must have the strength to resist the White Tiger King's slaughter. I just try your skills." After the red python said, a red light flashed around him and turned into an old man in a red robe. His words and deeds were no different from those of humans, and he was not as stiff as other monsters.

"Oh, the way of treating guests in the Python clan is really special. I wonder if you are satisfied now?" Ye Fei asked in confusion, wondering what the old guy was going to do.

After pondering for a while, the old man in red robe stroked with one hand, and a soundproof barrier appeared around Ye Fei and the others. Even the gray python was placed outside, and Ye Fei was even slightly stunned.

"Friends of Immortality, let's go down and talk slowly." The old man in red robe landed on the ground, and Ye Fei followed closely behind.

The old man in red robe looked around cautiously and asked, "I wonder what the use of a fairy friend wants Thousand Soul Silk?"

"Save people!" Ye Fei replied simply.

"I am a long time, can there be a ghost cultivator from the Nether Palace appear?" the old man in red robe asked in surprise.

"When Ye Fei is down, Immortal Friend Hongyuan might as well talk about how to help Ye, and what Ye needs to do." Ye Fei raised his lips and said.

The old man in red robe smiled: "To be honest, when Lich Mountain was not destroyed, I often went out and contacted many human friends, but now things have changed.

Although I returned to the python clan, I just wanted to practice steadily. I didn’t expect that the clan leader was killed by a mutated white tiger some time ago, and there was no opponent in my python clan. In the end, I was helpless and controlled my python clan. What I said might be simple, but I won’t talk about in detail about some of the things I have.

I don’t go around with you. I am equivalent to the seventh level of cultivation. But before, I just took a simple move and could see that the strength of the immortal friend is not inferior to me. However, when dealing with the White Tiger King’s Battle of the Slaughter, I cannot guarantee that you have a chance of winning.”

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, then raised his lips and said, "Hehe, Immortal Friend Hongyuan, you have said so much to Ye. You don't want Ye to help you deal with Zhan Tu and regain the position of leader of the Python clan?"

"Ye Xianyou is indeed smart, that's exactly what he meant." The old man in red robe didn't explain anything and answered directly.

"Ye just wants to pick Thousand Soul Wires. I don't want to participate in your race battle!" Ye Fei smiled in his heart. This old guy is a good plan.

"Friend Ye Xian, if you don't cooperate with us, I'm afraid you won't even get into Wuchen Valley. Just more than ten seventh-level spiritual immortals, do you have a way to deal with it?" The old man in red robe smiled without any concealment.

"Then tell me how to cooperate?" Ye Fei asked with a frown. Although he didn't want to participate, he had to take a risk after saving Mei Xiner with Qianhun Silk. Of course, he had to see what was going on. If he was not sure, Ye Fei would not be able to die.

"Ye Xianyou, if you cooperate with me, I can let you easily enter Wuchen Valley. As for whether you can get Thousand Soul Silks from Zhan Tu, then based on your own ability, I will not be able to intervene.

If you die, this matter has nothing to do with us. Zhan Tu cannot kill all of our python tribes, otherwise he will not be able to control this huge area.

And if you win, you must kill Zhan Tu. In this way, my python tribe can regain the position of the leader and you can also get your Thousand Souls Wires. How about it?" The old man in red robe said with a smile.

Ye Fei's eyebrows moved and thought for a moment: "Haha, Hongyuan's immortal friend has a good plan. If Ye loses or falls, this matter has nothing to do with you. If Ye wins, your python clan can regain your position. In this way, no matter what the result is, your python clan is beneficial or harmless. This danger is borne by Ye alone."

"You can't say that. Ye Xianyou bears certain dangers and has the opportunity to get a certain reward. Besides, my python clan also has to bear certain risks. Do you think the python clan is now a solid person?

Hehe, at least one quarter of them have been surrendered to the battle and slaughtered with all their hearts. Among them, there are three spiritual immortals with seventh level of cultivation. Once things are exposed before you enter Wuchen Valley, I will be in danger of falling." The old man in red robe said with a serious expression.

Ye Fei frowned and thought. It seemed that if he wanted to get Qianhun Silk, he had to take a risk. Although this old guy didn't need to take such a big trouble to deceive him, once the matter was exposed in advance, he might be the first to deal with him and lied to Zhan Tu that he didn't know him.

"Ye went deep into the python clan, how should I trust you?" Ye Fei asked.

"Haha, I said that once the matter is exposed, I will not be able to protect myself. Therefore, I will definitely try every means to send you to Wuchen Valley. As long as Ye Xianyou doesn't tell me about this, Zhan Tu can only blame us for the dereliction of duty in defense. Without substantial evidence, he cannot directly make things difficult for us.

Although my purpose and Ye Xianyou are different, the results are the same. If you want to get the Thousand Soul Silk, you will definitely fight Zhan Tu. If you don’t defeat him, you will not be able to do it. Our purpose is to kill him, so we can definitely cooperate.

But as a condition for us not to undermine the situation in advance, both parties must make an oath, and no one can give the other party. Otherwise, even if you give me the best benefits, I will not be able to cooperate with my fairy friends." The old man in red robe said with a serious expression.

"Make a vow? This is a good idea. However, if Ye loses and wants to escape, it may not be that simple, right?" Ye Fei was not so arrogant that he thought he was invincible at the same level. Once he lost to the King of War Tiger Slaughter, he still had to consider the issue of escaping. If the higher level of the Python clan did not stop him, it would be fine. Once all the higher level intervened to surround him, Ye Fei felt that he had no hope of escaping.

"Hehe, Ye Xianyou is considerate thoroughly, but if Ye Xianyou can make an oath and agree to cooperate with me, I can give you a space transfer talisman.

Although this talisman has only one chance to use and the distance to move is not too far, it is absolutely useless to rely on him to save his life, but it is still easy to escape from the high-level encirclement of Wuchen Valley.

Whether they can catch up with them in the future depends on Ye Xianyou's own strength." The old man in red robe said seriously, then took out a golden talisman, but his spiritual light was a little dim.

Ye Fei was silent for a long time, and the old man did not disturb him. The two sat quietly, thinking about their own thoughts.

...

More than a month later, the python tribe was in the Duchen Valley!

All the demon cultivators above the Golden Immortal Stage were summoned to the Python Tribe Hall. It is said that the Great Elder Hongyuan had a task to arrange discussions, which seemed to have something to do with the regional competition between the other two forces. Even the several Golden Immortal demon cultivators guarding Wuchen Valley were also left.

And at this moment, a hazy white figure floated like a wisp of blue smoke across several places with few guards, looking extremely familiar with the terrain and completely avoiding the guard's eyeliner.

Even if there are occasional guards, it is difficult for some demon cultivators below who are below the Golden Immortal to find this figure. With a few flashes, the white figure entered Wuchen Valley. (This chapter is completed) (To be continued...)
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