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The journey is like a broken bamboo.

I don’t know how many eighteen layers of hell were destroyed.

Just looking at the Yin spar that gradually increased in the backpack.

Ye Feng’s eyes slowly became more bloody.

If the disciples of Qingyunmen saw it, it would be a prelude to enchantment.

I was affected by the anger of the Immortal Sword.

As a sword with the absolute immortal path, even Ye Feng could not fully control it now.

Because, there is still the existence of the fifth volume of the Heavenly Book in the Immortal Sword.

As long as the fourth volume of the Heavenly Book was not obtained, it was impossible for the Immortal Sword to be completely controlled by Ye Feng.

Touch!

Under a huge sound, the eighteen-layer Purgatory Platform was completely destroyed.

For a long time after that, there was no more eighteen-layer purgatory.

And those who did evil deeds in their lives have no way to enter and become lonely souls and wild ghosts!

Fortunately, it was spared the suffering of eighteen layers of purgatory.

I don’t know if I should smile bitterly.

Yan Wang looked at this scene, twisted his head to the side, and couldn’t see his heart!

But the heart is dripping blood, and a good ghost world was destroyed by two small ancestors like this.

I made sins in my last life!

Pray which fairy sister will receive these 05 Ye Feng.

If crying is useful, wouldn’t the name of the Lord of the Ghost Realm be in vain?

Ye Feng completely got the eighteen Yin spars in his hands again, and immediately punched the spars into a graphite disk one by one.

There are a total of eighteen stone holes on it.

Exactly eighteen spars.

The crystal clear spar appears to shine on the graphite disk.

Whoops!

A dark vortex appeared in front of Ye Feng.

“Brother!” Xiao Yinyin was finally able to see Ye Feng’s figure, and immediately changed into clothes with an innocent expression.

The speed of this expression change, looking at the Yan King, was really not calm in his heart.

You boss, you can’t afford to mess with it.

Now, he doesn’t want to care about anything, just let them toss it.

Ye Feng glanced at Xiao Yinyin, his eyes were complicated, and then he plunged into the black vortex.

In the face of the unknown Yang Prison, can he protect himself safely with his current strength?

In the Yang Prison, there is a total of eighteen floors of space, and according to the Battle Saint Ape.

His body and soul are in this layer.

In the first layer of Yang Prison, there is a realistic scene.

The fairy mist is ethereal and refreshing, and people enjoy the feeling of being in it.

The spring water clangs and rattles.

The deer drinking the stream and the white crane treading water fishing seem to be a scene of the world.

Land beasts are almost all human wonderland!

Ye Feng swept his mind and roughly understood the situation of the entire small world.

Looking at this is like the ancient world of Omori.

Ye Feng also thought that he had come to the wrong place.

There are eighteen layers of Yang Hell, and each layer is a world.

However, this divine thought was the Lord of the World who disturbed this small world.

One hundred thousand miles away from Ye Feng, in a bronze door.

An old figure was motionless, dust all over his clothes.

It’s like a terracotta figurine!

The deterrent emanated will make the animals in a radius of a hundred miles dare not take half a step closer.

Such a strong person, let alone a thousand years, will not let the dust stain his body for ten thousand years.

At this time, there is so much dust that it looks like a person who has been sitting still for hundreds of thousands of years.

Suddenly, an obscure eye slowly opened.

The dust from the hollow eyelashes fell down.

The dust fell to the ground, and an overwhelming momentum suddenly appeared.

The people and immortals and animals a hundred miles away all fled one after another.

It was as if he had been frightened.

Ye Feng sat quietly next to the stream flowing water.

Looking at the restless spirit beast, Ye Feng’s eyes flashed with an incomprehensible depth.

The gray-clothed old man’s eyes looked in the direction of Ye Feng, and Ye Feng’s eyes were also looking in the direction of the bronze door.

The two are separated by 100,000 li and look at each other across the shore.

There is no better distance in the world than this.

100,000 li, close at hand.

Like the wind blowing a hundred thousand miles, as far as the eye can see, do not ask the end.

“A little devil in the Xuan Immortal Realm actually found here? Can’t the King of Yan stop it? ”

The old man in gray thought of a lot.

Of course, he only knew the strength of the Yan King.

In the entire Six Realms, no matter who comes, it is difficult to be the opponent of Yan King in the Ghost Realm.

The worst can also be a tie.

And if you want to destroy the Yin Hell and enter the Yang Hell, either the Yan King takes the initiative to let go of the Yin Hell entrance, and then it is destroyed in the Ghost Realm!

If the second situation happens, it is not something that the old man in gray can stop.

If it is the first case, then if the king of Yan can take the initiative to let people in, how strong is its strength or background.

The gray-clothed old man’s robe shook off the dust on his body, and the heavy voice of the bronze door sounded.

The word “one” is written on it.

A hundred thousand miles away, for the gray-clothed old man, it was just a problem between dripping water.

Two people, four eyes facing each other, two you look at me, I look at you.

All the animals around them disappeared.

Only the clear spring sounds.

“Who are you?” What happened in the ghost world? Why did you enter the Yang Prison? ”

The gray-clothed old man 290 asked three questions in succession, because the old man saw that Ye Feng’s cultivation was in the Xuan Immortal Realm.

And he has already broken through that level!

Looking at Ye Feng’s appearance, he was very surprised. Although his cultivation is not high, the aura on his body is very powerful.

This made the gray-clothed old man dare not act rashly.

The cloudy old eyes exuded brilliant golden light, filling Ye Feng’s side.

However, Ye Feng’s body was shrouded by a light curtain, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and uncertain.

Ye Feng looked at the gray-clothed old man, his face was calm, but his heart was volatile.

According to the words of the Fighting Saint Ape, this era has already entered the era of the last law.

The level of the Golden Immortal is already a rare existence.

Ye Feng also did not think that the power in the Yang Prison was a Golden Immortal level existence.

However, at this time, when I looked at it, I realized that I was lonely and unheard.

Judging from the aura emanating from the gray-clothed old man’s body, it was absolutely impossible for the Golden Immortal to emit it.

At least it is also a Daluo Golden Immortal level existence.

If the powers in the eighteen-layer Yang Prison were so powerful, then why did this force stay here for so long and be unwilling to leave?

“I have come here to take away the body and soul of a man.” Ye Feng said slowly. _

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