"Everyone has their own weaknesses, and his weakness is that he is too ambitious and afraid of death, it's as simple as that." The primitive clansman's eyes seemed to see everything, and he said indifferently to Ling Tianyun. It seemed that everything was under his control, and his confident expression came naturally. "It's not that I can't leave here, it's that I don't want to leave, and it's not my own to leave here, and I have my weaknesses." He answered another question from Ling Tianyun.

"To put it bluntly, you just don't dare to leave here, you're afraid that once you leave here, you'll be targeted, and that one's strength is far beyond you, who are you afraid of. If there is only a real god in this world that can make you afraid, there is no god in this world. Ling Tianyun didn't seem very satisfied with his answer, and he continued to ask.

"God? There is no god in this world, but there is a person who is more terrible than God, he is the master of this world, if it were not for his existence, people like me would have soared a long time ago, would they still stay here? There was a hidden horror in the primitive people's eyes, a real fear that flowed from the bottom of his heart, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly when he said about that person.

"Who is he, why does he still want to stay in this world, isn't the shattered void soaring the ultimate of martial arts, but also the ultimate goal of martial arts. Could it be that something terrible happened to the Ascension Upper Realm, and why would his existence prevent the Martial Cultivation Ascension who broke through the limit. Why can monsters soar but humans can't, and is there any conspiracy involved? Ling Tianyun faintly felt that there were some strange differences in this matter, and couldn't help but ask again.

"You won't understand, people's hearts are unpredictable, and sometimes human beings are not as good as those demon beasts cultivated by the essence of swallowing heaven and earth. People's hearts are too complicated, and they don't think about demon beasts with simple thoughts, as for why he wants to cover the way of heaven, then you have to ask him. It's just that you don't have time to ask, and I don't dare to ask, I can live one day at a time. The fear in the primitive man's eyes grew stronger and stronger, and he didn't seem to dare to mention the man, as if the man had left an indelible shadow in his heart.

"Well, if you don't want to say it, don't say it. If you can defeat me and take away my body, I have no regrets, only blame myself for not being good at learning. Although Ling Tianyun's heart was shocked, he still put on the appearance of a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water. He was also secretly thinking in his heart: Ye Yinfeng, it's up to you, let's fight inside and out, turn this witch over and over, I hope you don't let me down.

"In that case, this seat has come to take your body, and this wisp of your soul now will naturally become a delicious food for this seat." The primordial clansman's tone suddenly changed, and an old voice came into Ling Tianyun's ears. Then the primordial clan let out an earth-shattering roar, and the majestic power surged out, and he swung his fists and rushed directly towards Ling Tianyun.

His eyes shrank, Ling Tianyun condensed his energy, the power around him gushed out, and his fists greeted the other party with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. "Bang, bang" twice, the surging energy rose wantonly, the fists of the two collided together, and the energy of the collision and excitement surged to the surroundings like ripples. The force wave swept in all directions, shattering all the branches around them, and suddenly the fallen leaves fluttered up.

An irresistible dizziness shrouded him, and Ye Yinfeng only felt that the soft body lying on his chest was getting colder and colder, and the murmuring sound had already stopped. A convulsive cramping pain in his heart, coupled with the miasma that shrouded him, Ye Yinfeng only felt that his mind was a little blurred. His mind was full of the figure of the little girl in the corner of the wall in tattered clothes, and then the figure of the little girl overlapped with Su Liu'er's charming figure.

In a trance, a peerless face appeared in Ye Yinfeng's mind, and as soon as that peerless face appeared, the figures of the poor little girl and Su Liu'er that were fixed in his mind suddenly made a "whoosh" sound, and became fragmented like an ice mirror shattered.

Suddenly a stir in his mind, he only felt that the dizziness was getting weaker and weaker, and at the same time, he also felt that his depleted dantian was like a spring rain moistening, and the true qi bubbling like spring water was stirring up from the star flower. The three star flowers in the dantian gradually turned from dim to bright, and the dazzling light shot out from the three star flowers in the dantian, the true qi turned into a stream, and the spring water turned into a river, and he felt that the true qi in his dantian was recovering rapidly.

Once again, the latest power flowed through his body, and Zhenyuan turned into rain and dew and began to nourish his scarred body, and his strength began to slowly recover. When he opened his eyes, he saw a soft golden light enveloping him, and the soft golden light blocked the layers of miasma. It was the soft golden light that moistened his body and made his dantian begin to recover.

Ye Yinfeng fixed his eyes, but the golden light emanated from the 'Panyu Sword', he had always thought that the Divine Sword of the Linglong Valley was just a divine weapon, and his mood at this moment was even more mixed. Nangong Xianchen once again saved his own life, the light emitted by the Panyu Sword could isolate the miasma, and under the protection of the golden light, he was no longer eroded by the miasma, and the dizzying aura had already turned into nothing.

The blood and qi gradually condensed, Ye Yinfeng saw the terrifying sword wound on Su Liu'er's chest, Zuo Qingshan's sword pierced Su Liu'er's chest, even if it was Da Luo Immortal, it was impossible to save her life. Ye Yinfeng was a little lonely and lost his mind, he hugged Su Liu'er, who was already cold, and he didn't know what to do, he didn't know what he was going to do.

The faint light glowed with a cold aura, and Ye Yinfeng carried the bladeless iron sword on his back and hugged Su Liu'er to his chest, and a golden soft light flashed from his waist. The golden soft light surrounded them, isolating the layers of miasma that permeated, step by step, Ye Yinfeng walked like a puppet in this dark jungle. He didn't know where he was going, he didn't know where he was going, he just instinctively walked forward step by step.

A sudden mountain blocked Ye Yinfeng's way, he raised his head slightly, and looked at the mountain that was suddenly blocking in front of him. Behind him was the dark jungle from which he had come to the foot of a mountain. He saw a few sporadic fires on the top of the mountain, and Su Liu'er in his arms was already cold, so he raised his head and walked towards the mountain.

Two spears stood in front of him, and two short, thin men dressed in strange bodies appeared in front of him. It was a path leading into the mountains, and the two men in the hides were like primitive wild monkeys, and he saw curiosity and hostility in their eyes. "Whoever stands in my way, die!" Sen Leng's voice jumped out of Ye Yinfeng's throat, and he looked coldly at the two primitive men who were standing in front of him.

With a "swish", Ye Yinfeng's eyes were cold, but it was a primitive man who raised the spear in his hand and stabbed at him fiercely. Naturally, the spear was not directly stabbed at Ye Yinfeng, because he was still holding Su Liu'er in his arms. Suddenly, a nameless anger scurried, Ye Yinfeng's feet slidied, his body swept up like a gust of wind, and his feet kicked at the primordial man who stabbed with a spear like lightning.

With a "bang", Ye Yinfeng kicked the primitive man into the air, and the spear flew out of his hand. The primitive man's body fell heavily into the rocks under the corner of the mountain, and then remained motionless. Ye Yinfeng, who kicked angrily, knew how powerful his own kick was, even if it was a giant beast, he believed that he would be kicked away by his own kick, and then he looked at the other primitive man whose face suddenly changed.

"Aha", to Ye Yinfeng's surprise, his kick just now did not deter the other party, and the other primitive clansman raised his spear and rushed towards him. There is no suspense that the other primitive man was also kicked by Ye Yinfeng, and the position where he fell was just the same as the first place, the difference was that Ye Yinfeng's kick broke the spear in the hand of the primitive clansman.

The mountain road was rugged but not difficult, and Ye Yinfeng, who had recovered his strength, rushed to the top of the mountain like walking on flat ground. Reaching the top of the hill, he saw a wide square, with many primitive people sitting cross-legged with only animal skins wrapped in leaves. These primitive clansmen lowered their heads and frowned, and their mouths were full of words, and no one noticed Ye Yinfeng's arrival. Such a strange picture is like a sacrificial event.

Ye Yinfeng looked around the entire square and the primitive clansmen sitting cross-legged, he didn't see Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man. As his gaze passed through the crowd and landed in the center of the square, he saw Ling Tianyun's figure.

He saw Ling Tianyun sitting cross-legged on an altar, and there were more than a dozen young men of the primitive clan on the altar. More than a dozen primordial youths and Ling Tianyun surrounded an old man who looked like a withered branch in the center of the altar, Ling Tianyun and the dozen or so primordial youths all bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, as if they had fallen into a deep sleep, what made Ye Yinfeng feel strange was that there was an invisible energy wave spreading out from the altar, it should be said that an invisible energy wave was emitting from the withered old man. This energy wave gave Ye Yinfeng a familiar feeling, it was the energy wave formed by the emanation of divine consciousness.

Ye Yinfeng immediately had a bad premonition in his heart, the old man who was shaped like a withered branch didn't seem to have any good intentions, and was performing a forbidden technique. He placed Su Liu'er on top of a boulder, and then he stretched out his right hand, and the bladeless iron sword was tightly held in his hand. He shuttled past the primitive people who were sitting cross-legged, and walked straight to the altar, his steps were light, and the aura around him was also collected by him.

When his figure reached the edge of the altar, a faint gaze suddenly fell on him. An inexplicable chill rose in his heart, and Ye Yinfeng followed that gaze, but it was the old man who lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows that suddenly opened one eye, and a look of unkindness and warning was shooting out of that eye, as if to warn him not to move forward.

Raising the iron sword in his hand, Ye Yinfeng's body shot like light, and the iron sword slashed towards the old man like a withered branch without hesitation. The sword light condensed a ghostly sword aura, Ye Yinfeng's feet turned into a streamer from the edge of the altar, and the iron sword lingered with a faint sword light, and the sword slashed straight towards the old man who was sitting cross-legged. He knew that the old man was performing the forbidden spell at this time, and it should be the weakest period, so he slashed out the sword without hesitation.

"Wow", but I saw the old man's long beard flying, and the right hand shaped like a withered branch was a little far away, and suddenly a finger qi pierced through the dark night and shot towards the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand. As soon as the iron sword flipped over, all the sword qi that burst out fell on the finger qi, and a huge impact force surged from the iron sword, making Ye Yinfeng's body stunned. With a mistake under his feet, Ye Yinfeng's body swirled like the wind, the iron sword flipped a few times, and his toes once again went a little from a boulder.

Several afterimages were dragged out in the air, and the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand turned into several sword shadows, and the sword shadow slashed down towards the old man again with the ghostly sword light. The old man's opened eyes revealed a deep gaze of vicissitudes, and there seemed to be an endless and deep black hole in that gaze, and Ye Yinfeng's gaze just touched that gaze.