In the compass space, in the deepest part of the mountain range jungle, there was a concave basin, and the flash that Ye Fei had just seen came from the center of this basin.

In mid-air, Ye Fei's speed was extremely fast, and the situation in the center of the basin in front of him quickly fell into his sight.

"It's not a treasure...... Ye Fei muttered, and he couldn't help frowning slightly at this time.

In a short time, his figure landed on the basin, and as he looked around, he could see that not far ahead, there was a small altar, and the source of the light was on the altar.

Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then slowly approached, looked up at the altar, and his face showed a thoughtful look.

In the center of the basin, this altar is circular, made of black stones, the ancient runes on it reveal the breath of time, and there is a broken seal in the center, which is now glowing with a faint light.

"The power of this seal seems to have existed for a long time, and the power is about to disappear." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and after a little silence, the spiritual light in his palm condensed.

Without too much hesitation, a stream of spiritual power came out simultaneously under the raised hand, and landed steadily above the altar.

The power of this blow is not strong, but it can easily break the seal, and on this altar, the power of the seal is already extremely weak, and there should be no danger.

If there was something murderous sealed, with the mutilated power on the altar at this moment, it was impossible to restrict it, and because of this, Ye Fei simply chose to break the seal directly.

"Boom...... Click. ”

The aura flashed, and the small altar in front of him trembled, and the power of the broken seal collapsed.

In the center of the altar, a cyan light curtain could be seen flickering in his sight, and under Ye Fei's gaze, it condensed into a humanoid phantom, this person was no stranger to him.

"Huh? Daoqing seniors. Ye Fei's face was stunned, and then he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

With the shattering of the seal, the humanoid phantom became clearer and clearer, and he was looking down at Ye Fei at this moment, the expression on his face was as calm as water, and he couldn't see the slightest change in expression.

On the altar, Daoqing's gaze has been condensed on Ye Fei.

To be precise, it should have been focused on his finger, the storage ring.

"You've seen her." After a long time, Dao Qing spoke in a low voice, his voice low and distant, vaguely revealing a sense of heaviness.

As soon as his words fell, before Ye Fei could open his mouth to respond, he saw a red glow on the storage ring, and the red fairy bamboo flute suddenly appeared at this moment, floating in the air.

Ye Fei's eyes froze, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.

"Red Fairy Bamboo Flute!"

"In this way, I'm not just conscious of the compass." Ye Fei subconsciously raised his arm and stared at the storage ring in his finger, his face couldn't help but show a look of doubt at the moment.

As a strong man in the late Yuan Infant period, it is impossible for him to distinguish between the consciousness body and the ontology.

At this moment, standing on top of this basin, there is absolutely no doubt that it is a conscious body, but for some reason, it is almost no different from the main body, and even the items in the storage ring, he can take them out at will.

After thinking for a moment, Ye Fei couldn't help but shake his head slightly, leaving the matter behind him for the time being, and then looked up at the air in front of him.

As he looked over, it could be seen that after the red fairy bamboo flute appeared, the red light on it became more vigorous, and then a phantom condensed from the bamboo flute, standing in the air.

"Hua Lanxue." Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, he knew this woman.

On the altar in front of him, the expression on Daoqing's face at this moment finally changed, his eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he quietly stared at the phantom in front of him.

Above the red fairy bamboo flute, Hua Lanxue also looked at Daoqing in a daze at this time.

The two phantoms stood looking at each other like this, and who was not saying anything, as if they had forgotten the time at the moment, looked at each other quietly.

"Snow ......" Daoqing finally held back at this moment and spoke in a low voice.

In the middle of the air in front of her, Hua Lanxue's figure trembled, tears welled up in her eyes, she slowly raised her arm, as if she wanted to grab something, but saw that her arm gradually blurred, and finally disappeared.

The next moment, Hua Lanxue's phantom figure also quickly dissipated.

On the red fairy bamboo flute, the flickering red light dissipated, and soon returned to Ye Fei, as if there was a spirit, integrated into his storage ring.

"Senior, this matter." Ye Fei's face was complicated at this time, and he didn't know what to say, just now the Red Fairy Bamboo Flute, he couldn't control it, otherwise the phantom of Hua Lanxue should not dissipate so quickly.

On the altar in front of him, Daoqing was silent for a long time, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

"To be able to see her again, I should thank you." The helplessness on Daoqing's face had not subsided at this time, he glanced at Ye Fei and responded in a low voice.

When Ye Fei heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and then raised his hand to him and hugged his fist.

He couldn't sense whether the Dao Qing Immortal Monarch in front of him was the real body at the moment, or just a wisp of consciousness, and the gap in hard power between the two was indeed too huge.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, I am afraid that there is no one whose strength can be compared to this Daoqing.

"Senior, the covenant between you and me, does it still count?" Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then raised his head and asked.

He entered the second layer of this treasure house, it can be said that he came completely for Lan Fei, and Ye Fei, the source of immortality, was determined to win, but if he wanted to wake up Fei'er, he undoubtedly needed to take action from the old monster in front of him who didn't know how many years he had lived.

Lan Fei's soul was gone, and in Ye Fei's cognition, it was already regarded as a god destroying the Dao.

I am afraid that even if he has the anti-heaven medical skills of the medical saint, it is impossible to resurrect a dead person, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly Ye Fei's all hope.

"How can this gentleman deceive you, the power of the source of immortality is not something you can understand now." Daoqing's expression at this time had already returned to his previous calm, and he nodded in response.

"Thank you." When Ye Fei heard this, a spiritual light suddenly flashed in front of him.

Now that the soul power of the golden compass has been gathered, and Daoqing has appeared here again, it should not be difficult to find the Immortal Bridge, and the source of immortality is already close at hand at this moment.

On the altar, Dao Qing glanced at Ye Fei deeply, and then spoke again: "Don't be in a hurry to say thank you first, the source of immortality is not so easy to get." ”

"Please also ask the seniors to speak out, and I am grateful." Ye Fei, who was below, stared at this time, and hurriedly spoke.

No matter what the price is, he must get the source of immortality, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly the person who knows the most about Penglai Immortal Island, and he must know how to achieve the source of immortality.

"You go up to the altar and see it." At the same time as Daoqing spoke, he immediately raised his hand and waved.

I saw that on the altar in front of me, a staircase shining with blue light stretched towards Ye Fei in front of him, and soon appeared at his feet.

On the basin, in front of the altar, Ye Fei's eyes showed tenacity, and without the slightest hesitation, he stepped on the stairs.

At this time, Ye Fei was already a little confused, now he was a consciousness body, or the main body had entered the compass, after he stepped into the altar, his eyes were suddenly blurred.

The surrounding world seemed to be spinning rapidly.

One after another flickering phantoms fell into Ye Fei's sight, making him feel dizzy and a splitting headache in his brain.

"Calm your mind, concentrate your mind." A whisper suddenly sounded in his ear.

Ye Fei's heart trembled, his mind was instantly clear, his eyes were slightly closed, the spiritual power in his body was regularly mobilized and rotated, and the sharp pain in his brain quickly disappeared without a trace.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in another world.

"This is ......" Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he turned his head to look at everything around him, and at this moment, his heart couldn't help but be a little moved.

Beside Ye Fei, Dao Qing was still standing there, and at the feet of the two of them, the altar had disappeared, and they were standing in mid-air at this time.

Above the sky, the white clouds fluttered, since entering the treasure house, the morning sun, which had not been seen for a long time, was hanging in the sky at the moment, the soft sunlight sprinkled on the earth, and Ye Fei could even feel the warmth of a trace of morning light.

The surroundings are full of spiritual power, the air is very fresh, and you can't feel the slightest bit of death.

In front of the two of them, a mountain peak soars into the sky, the mountain peak is surrounded by fairy mist, there are faint strange beasts in the clouds, and under the mountain are mansion halls.

On the ground, you can feel the breath of many martial arts people, and the strength of these people is above Yuanying.

"Martial Dao Hidden Gate?" Ye Fei froze, observing the surrounding scene, and subconsciously whispered at this time.

I really want to miss the hidden door in Huaxia here, but the scale is much larger, and the overall strength is definitely not comparable to the hidden door, it seems that the lowest strength also has the realm of Yuan Ying.

"That mountain is called the North Styx Mountain."

"This is Penglai thousands of years ago, and what you see is what once existed." Daoqing took a step forward at this time, and his deep eyes flashed with reminiscence.

When Ye Fei heard this, he also reacted instantly.

"Once, ......" In this way, what he saw at the moment should be Daoqing's illusion of memory, but at this moment, Ye Fei felt an indescribable sense of reality.

It was as if he had traveled through time at this moment, and even felt the warmth of the sun.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, on the top of the North Styx Mountain in the distance ahead, there was a sudden roar, which could be described as deafening, and the immortal mist surrounding the mountain peak trembled and rolled.

"I'll wait, welcome to Xianjun!" Within the sect below, countless martial cultivators walked out of the main hall of the mansion at this time.

These people, all with respectful expressions on their faces, raised their hands and clenched their fists and bowed to the top of the North Styx Mountain almost at the same time.

It was only at this moment that Ye Fei felt how terrifying the overall strength of Penglai Immortal Island was back then, and many of the ancient cultivators below could not see through the strength, which showed that he had stepped into the realm of the gods.

Just at the foot of this North Stygian Mountain, there are at least dozens of powerhouses in the Divine Realm.

Dozens of psychic powerhouses, if this appears in today's martial arts world, I am afraid that both the Huaxia Hidden Sect and the Western martial arts world will be shocked.