"That snake should still be at the bottom of the cliff." Ye Fei smiled lightly, he had already sensed the power coming from the bottom of the cliff at this moment.

Before he got the immortal treasure, the shadow of the Xuan Snake in the Dingfeng Bead had helped him many times, and the true body of this Xuan Snake at least had the strength of Jindan Dao, which was undoubtedly an extremely terrifying existence for Ye Fei back then.

Dodging and rushing into the cliff, an invisible tearing force instantly wrapped Ye Fei's whole body.

Ye Fei smiled slightly, and did not use spiritual power to resist, but let this force drag him directly to the bottom of the cliff.

"Hiss ......"

"Roar!" There was a low roar in his ears, and the pulling force in the air was obviously a little stronger.

At the bottom of the abyss cliff, Ye Fei's whole person was firmly sucked by the earth, and it was extremely dark all around, and in the darkness in front of him, there was a behemoth faintly writhing towards him.

"This beast is very strong, and it will be taken out of this place in the future." The expression on Ye Fei's face remained unchanged, and the spiritual power in his body immediately surged.

I saw that at the center of his eyebrows, the strange Saint Clan Tengtu suddenly burst out with a burst of ghostly light at this moment.

In the darkness ahead, the huge body of Xuan Se appeared in Ye Fei's sight almost at the same moment, and the huge head stretched towards Ye Fei.

If ordinary people saw this scene, they would definitely be frightened, and the appearance of this behemoth at this moment seemed to be about to swallow Ye Fei in one bite.

"Long time no see......" Ye Fei smiled slightly, his body did not move for half a minute.

"Whew." The Xuan Snake made two low frequencies, and its slightly sharpened head stopped one foot in front of Ye Fei.

This beast did not open its big mouth, but stretched out the bright red letter, and stared at Ye Fei with its eyes, this person and beast, looking at each other at the bottom of the abyss, the picture was a little strange.

"I'm going to use the Spiritual Eye to heal my wounds." Ye Fei looked at the snake in front of him, and said with a low smile at this moment.

This kind of ancient relict beast has already had preliminary intelligence, and it can naturally understand Ye Fei's words, only to see its body twist, directly dragging Ye Fei's whole person away, and then disappeared into the darkness.

Under the leadership of the Xuan Snake, a soft aura was faintly visible not far ahead, and as Ye Fei kept approaching, it slowly became dazzling.

"Xuan Snake, you help me protect the Dharma, don't let people break into this place." Ye Fei's figure flickered, and then fell from the body of the Xuan Snake.

"Roar!" The snake behind let out two low roars, as if in response, and slowly retreated into the darkness.

At the same time, at the bottom of the abyss, those terrifying poisonous insects, as if they were threatened by something, all moved away from the range of the Eye of the Spirit Spring.

Ye Fei smiled, turned his head to look at the darkness behind him, and was slightly moved in his heart, although these poisonous insects and foreign objects could not hurt him, the actions of the Xuan Snake made him secretly feel warm in his heart.

"Next, it's time to regain your spiritual power."

"The aura here is strong, and two days is enough." Ye Fei settled down, didn't think much about it at this time, and flashed into the pillar of spiritual light in front of him.

In an instant, the majestic spiritual pressure squeezed towards Ye Fei's body from all directions.

At the bottom of the Spiritual Weapon Eye, as Ye Fei stepped in, the spiritual energy inside it began to become restless.

"Suck it for Ye." Ye Fei snorted, and thunder flashed in his eyes.

The exercises in his body turned wildly away at the same time, and the aura that was tumbling around him, as if he had found an outlet, swarmed towards Ye Fei's figure.

In the forbidden land of the Holy Clan, deep in the jungle, the eyes of the spiritual spring, which were originally calm, immediately became tumbling and restless, and the invisible spiritual pressure swept in all directions.

"This spiritual eye is indeed good." At the bottom of the Eye of the Spirit Spring, Ye Fei sat cross-legged at this time, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

The aura in this place seems to be endless, and it is not the same as the spirit crystal vein, but it is just that Wu Song back then, why this place was set up as a forbidden place, Ye Fei couldn't understand it in his heart.

Let the people of the Holy Clan be able to borrow the Eye of the Spirit Spring to cultivate, and now the strength of the entire Saint Clan tribe is afraid that it is not weak and first-class Hidden Sect.

Time passes quietly, and a day passes in the blink of an eye......

Within the Holy Clan, with the arrival of Ye Fei, the entire tribe seemed to have become much more active, and under the organization of the Black Evil, the clansmen made a huge sacrifice to the Holy Son.

Although it did not appear, it did not affect the worship in the slightest, and the entire Holy Tribe gathered around the altar and bowed in the direction of the forbidden land at the same time.

In the southern Xinjiang mountain range, in the center of the jungle, at the top of a huge ancient tree, there was a beautiful woman wearing a red veil, the expression on her face was calm, and the direction of her gaze was the Holy Tribe in the depths.

"Let's hope he gets out safely."

"It is rumored that the martial cultivator who has received the power of Wu Song's blow, except for Fu Cangtian, is still alive in the world, and I am afraid that he is the only one." At the top of the ancient tree, Lingyan Ji's eyes flashed with a faint light, and she couldn't help but murmur at this time.

can make the Huaxia Hidden Sect jealous, how can this holy tribe be an ordinary place?

At the same time, the Holy Clan Tribe's forbidden land took out the bottom of the abyss, and after a day of absorption and stabilization, most of the injuries on Ye Fei's body had recovered.

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

After a long period of absorption and refining, there was almost no sign of depletion in the eye of this spiritual spring, as if the spiritual energy in this place really had no end.

"In the Yuanying Realm, it is really difficult to make another breakthrough." In the eye of the spiritual spring, Ye Fei at this time had already opened his eyes.

The light in his eyes flashed, time was quickly restrained, after this recovery, Ye Fei's realm at the moment had been stabilized at the peak of the early stage of Yuanying, but there was no sign of a breakthrough.

"If you want to step into the middle stage, I'm afraid you need some superb natural treasures."

"Or with the help of the elixir." Ye Fei slowly stood up at this time, his eyes flickered, and at the same time, he slowly raised his palm, and his gaze fell on the storage ring in his finger.

In his storage ring, there are still some low-level elixirs, which can provide limited help to Ye Fei today.

And the materials for refining high-grade pills, he also had a lot of money in his hands, and the black Jiao Poison Dragon on the Twelve Dark Islands of the North Sea, the valuable things on its body were all lying in Ye Fei's storage ring at the moment.

"After dealing with the affairs of the Tongma, I need to return to Jiangdong as soon as possible."

"With the corpse of the Black Jiao Poison Dragon, plus some thousand-year-old medicinal materials, it is enough to refine the Five-Grade Spirit Pill." Ye Fei had already made a decision in his heart at this time, and then flashed his figure and walked out of the pillar of light.

The five-grade pill recipe, Ye Fei's inheritance memory, recorded a lot, but it was a little difficult to refine, the quality of the pill furnace in his hand was too low to withstand the spiritual pressure of the high-grade pill.

And in this era, even in the hidden door, there are very few martial cultivators who know the way of alchemy, and the rarity of the Dan furnace can be said to be above the spiritual weapon.

"It's time to leave, the last jade of the Tiangong jade plate, I hope I can get it smoothly." After Ye Fei thought about it for a while, the spiritual power around his body immediately surged, and his body brought out a spiritual light.

After saying goodbye to the Xuan Snake again, he quickly rushed out of the abyss, there was nothing peculiar about this forbidden space, and Ye Fei barely stayed too much.

After leaving the forbidden place, it seems that the black demon has been waiting in the main hall for a long time.

"Holy Son, are you leaving?" Hei Sha's expression was extremely respectful, and at this time, he raised his hand and bowed to Ye Fei, and asked cautiously.

When Ye Fei heard this, he nodded slightly.

"The affairs of the Holy Clan can be left to you, if there is any need, you can send someone to the Ye family in Jiangdong." Ye Fei glanced at the person in front of him and responded in a low voice.

Although he was the Holy Son of the Holy Clan, Ye Fei always felt a little unfamiliar with this tribe.

In the main hall, when the black demon heard this, he hurriedly raised his hand and said, "My subordinates will definitely live up to the trust of the Holy Son." ”

After some explanation, Ye Fei immediately stopped saying more, turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall, and Hei Sha followed closely to see him off.

The Holy Tribe, at this time, the tribesmen walked out of the tribal building again, their expressions were extremely religious, and in the eyes of these people, the Holy Son was undoubtedly like a god-like existence.

"Holy Clansman, Congratulations to the Holy Son!"

In the center of the tribe, on the altar square, hundreds of Saint Clan clansmen knelt on the ground again at this time, bowing down to Ye Fei sincerely.

When Ye Fei entered the altar, his figure suddenly froze, and the strange mark in the center of his eyebrows actually burst out with bursts of ghostly light, and a trace of invisible power began to condense in the center of his eyebrows.

"It's ......"

"The power of Wu Song's blow!" Ye Fei was shocked in his heart, this power was extremely familiar to him.

As the people of the Holy Clan knelt down, the original Tengtu mark at the center of his eyebrows slowly turned into a transparent white cloud, and the power of the blow of Wu Song in it seemed to be slowly recovering.

Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the Holy Clan altar in front of him.

After a moment of silence, Ye Fei's face showed a decisive look, and under the flickering of his figure, he appeared on the altar in the next moment.

The center of the original altar, the location of the sculpture of the witch song, had already been sealed at this moment, and there were ancient runes carved on it, and within the runes, Ye Fei felt a fluctuation of breath.

"Two days ago, there was a dead silence at this altar." Ye Fei frowned slightly, and at this time, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

Two days ago, after Ye Fei entered the Holy Clan Tribe, he noticed this altar, and after some scrutiny, he finally gave up the investigation without feeling any aura fluctuations.

And at this moment, within the altar rune, there was already a clear fluctuation of power.

"Guided by the Spirit."

"Wu Song, your remnant spirit has not disappeared, and you haven't come out to see me yet." Ye Fei quickly pinched the trick in his palm, and at this moment, the spiritual power in his body exploded, and he raised his hand to point downward.

At the beginning, when he only had the Innate Realm, he didn't have the strength to figure out the strangeness of this altar, but now Ye Fei is already a powerhouse in the Yuanying Realm, so naturally he won't easily skip this matter.