On a convex stone in the valley, Ling Yanji stopped her body, the spiritual power in her body was excessively consumed, even if she ran down, she would eventually be caught up by the Pope, so it was better to fight here.

"Fog devouring." Ling Yanji pinched the trick in her palm, and the little spiritual power in her body was integrated into her hands at this moment.

The next moment, a thick red mist filled her body, and in the blink of an eye, the entire valley was enveloped, as if forming a formation barrier.

"Junior, where did you get the courage to dare to do it to the emperor!" The Pope's figure suddenly appeared, and the terrifying power of coercion covered the air of the valley at the same time.

Just a glance at the red mist below, a look of contempt appeared on the Pope's face.

I saw him raise his hand and wave it suddenly, and a shocking white blade fell from the sky again, easily cutting through the red mist of the valley.

Ling Yanji's figure took two steps back, and the aura in her eyes couldn't help but secretly say a lot, and the gap between the two of them was really too big.

"Have you given up, you Huaxia people are not qualified to enter this place at all." The Pope looked mocking, and his majestic majesty swept out, instantly locking the figure of the person below.

Just as he was about to make a move, in the depths of the upper valley in front of him, a flat voice suddenly came from this moment.

"If you say that, you dare to say it again." The voice was not loud, but it was incomparably clear, echoing through the valley with a wordless majesty.

Ling Yanji, who was originally like ashes, suddenly had a fine light in her eyes, and her face showed excitement at the same time, and she turned her head to look into the valley, this voice was familiar to him.

As she looked over, she saw a young man in a robe with an indifferent face walking out of the valley at this moment.

"Ye, Ye Fei!" In mid-air, the Pope's face changed drastically, and his figure subconsciously took two steps back.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, no one has ever made the Pope so jealous, but when he encounters a battle that does not need to fight, the Lord of the Holy See already has the intention of escaping.

The young man in front of him, that was the one who almost killed him with the realm of Jindan alone.

"Ling Yanji, I've seen Lord Ye." A charming smile appeared on Ling Yanji's face, and at this time, she slowly turned around and bowed to the concubines in the valley.

At this time, in the valley, Ye Fei's body did not emit spiritual power fluctuations.

His gaze fell on the Pope in mid-air, and at the same time he walked forward step by step, as if each step fell on the mind of the Lord of the Holy See.

In the middle of the air, the Pope couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, the spiritual power in his body secretly condensed, and he felt great pressure from this person in his heart.

"Pope, have you ever heard Ye's words?" Ye Fei's eyes were cold, and his voice obviously became much colder.

In the distance in front of him, the Pope's body trembled, he didn't feel the slightest power fluctuation on Ye Fei's body, but this son walked out slowly like this, which brought him an invisible oppressive force.

"Ye Fei, within the treasure house, there is an appointment in the Eastern and Western martial arts worlds, and the previous grievances will be put aside for the time being."

"The Emperor, farewell." The Pope's gaze froze, first with a serious look on his face, and with the last sentence coming out, his figure brought out a streamer of light, and disappeared in place in an instant.

The speed was so fast that even Ling Yanji in the valley couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and after reacting, she couldn't help but cover her chuckle.

In the upper valley, Ye Fei did not dodge to chase after him, the injuries in his body did not recover, and the soul slave in his hand had almost no combat power, if he forcibly fought with the Pope, half of the injuries would be aggravated.

"When the soul slave army is formed, the account of the first layer of the treasure house, Ye will find you to settle it." Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, glanced at the air, and then retracted his gaze.

After a moment of silence, he slowly walked to Ling Yanji's side, and at the same time took out a piece of elixir from the storage ring and handed it to the person in front of him.

Ling Yanji's injuries are not too serious, only some spiritual power is not enough, and he can recover in two days with his elixir cultivation.

"Thank you, Lord Ye." The smile on Ling Yanji's face remained unchanged, and after taking the elixir, he immediately swallowed it directly into his stomach.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, then without saying more, he turned around and walked towards the cave in the valley, Ling Yanji hurriedly followed, since she ran into Lord Ye again, she naturally would not leave alone.

In the cave, after the two of them talked, Ye Fei inquired in detail about the situation here.

Ling Yanji knew everything, according to her understanding, the second layer of this treasure house, the space was extremely empty, and she couldn't count how big it was for a while, but this desolate basin alone was equivalent to the floor area of the entire Huaxia.

The powerhouses of the Eastern and Western martial arts realms, after entering the second layer, will all appear on this desolate basin, and this is only the tip of the iceberg of the treasure house, and it didn't take long for those top powerhouses to leave this place.

Only a martial cultivator like Ling Yanji, whose strength was only in the Yuanying Realm, chose to stay in the basin.

After all, here, soul slaves at the level of soul generals can also be subdued, and most people's idea is to gather five soul generals so that they are qualified to leave this place.

"Oh, Pope, how did you end up here?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he couldn't help but whisper at this time.

It stands to reason that with the Pope's strength, he shouldn't come here to find trouble with these young people, and the time in the treasure house is extremely precious for everyone.

"The slave family doesn't know."

"It is very likely that some places outside the Desolate Basin will be occupied by other powerful people, and the Lord of the Holy See will have nowhere to go, so he will appear here." Ling Yanji pondered for a while, then responded softly.

In this space, the strength of the combat power almost depends on the collection of soul slaves, and according to Ling Yanji's guess, there should only be one soul slave at the level of soul generals in the hands of the Pope.

This kind of strength is a bit weak.

"Lord Ye, how long have you been here? Can you take in the soul slave? Ling Yanji's eyes flashed, and she hurriedly asked.

In the jade slip she left behind, there was no record of the rules of the second layer, and she couldn't help but be a little worried at the moment, after all, the number of soul slaves each person who accepted them was limited, and she had to be extremely cautious in the choice of quality.

"It's been almost three days since I entered this place."

"As for the soul slave, I have subdued a lot of ......" Ye Fei did not hide it, and after glancing at the person in front of him, he said directly.

I saw that after he finished speaking, a flash of inspiration flashed in his palm, and five ordinary soul slaves appeared in the cave and floated in front of the two.

"This ......"

Ling Yanji glanced at the five soul slaves, and suddenly there was a black line on her face, what she was worried about in her heart still happened now, and these ordinary soul slaves played no role.

And once it is accepted, it will occupy a place, even after death, the number of soul slaves will not be refreshed because of this.

If he fights with people, Ye Fei sends these five soul slaves and is killed by other people's soul generals, he will undoubtedly become the only martial artist in this space who does not have the help of soul slaves to fight.

"Lord Ye, after you entered this place, didn't you see the stone tablet at the entrance? There is a record of soul slaves on it. Ling Yanji's face was ugly, and she didn't know what to do at this time.

Ye Fei didn't care, just chuckled and shook his head, just told Ling Yanji that he didn't enter from the Immortal Gate, and he didn't explain too much about other things.

After some conversation, the two returned to the cave and began to regain their spiritual powers.

Another day passed, and when Ye Fei woke up from his cultivation, his spiritual sense suddenly sensed the sound of fighting coming from the valley.

"Lingyanji's breath." Ye Fei's gaze froze, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, when he appeared, he was already standing in front of the mouth of the valley cave, raising his eyes and looking ahead, only to see a soul slave with remnants of armor and a big knife beside him in the open space in the distance, and at this moment he was letting out a deafening low roar.

Ling Yanji stood behind the soul general, and her complexion had obviously improved a lot.

Not far in front of her, an ordinary lonely soul floated into the valley at this moment, and was confronting Ling Yanji's soul at this time.

"She actually has a soul general!"

"It seems that this woman must have paid a lot of price in order to catch this soul general." Ye Fei looked up at the front, and couldn't help but murmur at this time.

On this basin, all soul generals have a lot of soul slaves to guard, and with a late Yuan Infant martial arts cultivator, if you want to subdue the soul generals, the difficulties can be imagined.

"Kill it." Ling Yanji's palm flashed, and she raised her hand and pointed at the soul slave in front of her.

The big sword soul general, the body moved like the wind, and it was directly slashed down, and the soul slave in front of him looked a little sluggish, and forgot to dodge for a while.

In front of the cave behind, Ye Fei smiled slightly, and his figure immediately stepped into the air, waving a strong qi in his palm.

"Hikohime, let it stop." Ye Fei's voice came, and at the same time, his strength, the big knife that steadily hit the soul general, made its position deviate and slashed past the soul slave's side.

This valley itself has some of it, and for some reason, there are often lonely souls floating into it, and it is because of this that Ye Fei chose to live here.

On the open space in front of her, Ling Yanji heard this, and immediately put her soul into the magic weapon, and couldn't help but turn her head to look at Ye Fei, her face showing doubt.

Ye Fei's figure fell into the clearing, only to see him slowly walk forward, raising his hand This visible spiritual silk stretched out from his fingertips and wound towards the soul slave.

"Lord Ye, who are you?" The incomprehension in Ling Yanji's eyes couldn't help but become a little stronger at this moment.

She vaguely remembered that the five soul slaves of Lord Ye were already sufficient, and it was impossible to subdue the other soul slaves.

"Although the soul slave is not as good as the soul general, if there are more of them, they are also a force that is not weak." Ye Fei smiled, controlled the soul slave in front of him, and floated towards him.

Under Ling Yanji's incredible gaze, this extremely ordinary-looking soul slave was directly sucked into his body by Ye Fei.