The white-clothed Holy Son couldn't control so much at this time, he had planned to sacrifice the people of the entire Southern Xinjiang Mountain Range, and since he had opened the blood sacrifice, he naturally wouldn't stop easily.

At this time, Ye Fei, who was in mid-air, suddenly closed his eyes for some reason, and a strange aura emanated from his body.

Half a minute passed, and with dozens of members of the Holy Clan, under the order of the white-clothed Holy Son, committed suicide on the altar, Ye Fei, who was in mid-air, suddenly opened his eyes, and a blue light flashed in his eyes.

"I see... This person, Ye, will help you clean up the portal. A faint smile crossed the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and his gaze immediately moved away from the altar.

After he finished speaking, the aura on his body changed sharply, his arm was wrapped in a burst of blue light, and a strange Tengtu loomed between his eyebrows.

"Witch Knife, come." Ye Fei slowly raised his arm and stretched out into the air.

As his words fell, a blue light flickered in the depths of the tribe, and then quickly slashed through the air, and the Holy Clan's Supreme Treasure Spirit Weapon Witch Knife suddenly appeared in Ye Fei's hand.

"It's... This is impossible, how can you summon my Holy Clan Supreme Treasure? After the white-clothed holy son saw the witch knife, the whole person was completely stunned.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, turned his head to look at this person with a witch knife in his hand: "It was taught to me by your Holy Clan Ancestor, this knife can break your blood sacrifice." ”

Just now, after his spiritual sense touched the altar, he sensed the remnant thoughts of the Holy Clan Ancestor, how strong this person was Ye Fei could not imagine, but he could clearly feel the sadness contained in this person's remnant thoughts.

"Hmph, the ancestor of my clan will teach you to use the witch sword, you can't be a three-year-old child when this holy son is a three-year-old child!" The white-clothed holy son snorted coldly, glared at Ye Fei angrily and roared.

"Don't you understand, it's because he doesn't want to wake up."

"Sacrificing all the bloodlines of one's descendants for one person to live alone, but no matter how much of an individual can do it." Ye Fei was blunt, his gaze fell on the person below, and his eyes were gradually enveloped by a cold glow.

Too lazy to talk nonsense with this person anymore, Ye Fei's body was as sharp as electricity, and the blue light on his arm was flourishing at the same time, and the blue witch knife burst out with bursts of dazzling spiritual light.

Without any hesitation, the true element in the body was condensed, and the witch knife slashed out the full moon and slashed it down.

The huge black blade appeared above the Holy Tribe for the second time, but this time it was faintly glowing with blue light, less cold breath and more of a sense of slaughter.

"I... I don't believe it, it's not true... No! When the white-clothed Holy Son saw Ye Fei urging the witch sword, the last wind defense line in his heart seemed to be destroyed in an instant, and his eyes were full of confusion while whispering.

The huge blade slashed, and the blood-colored altar below suddenly collapsed, and the remaining clansmen of the Holy Clan also regained consciousness, looking at everything around them, they were a little difficult to react for a while, and they looked a little sluggish.

As the altar collapsed, the white-clothed holy son on the side spurted out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes were full of death, and he slowly fell to the side of the altar.

Before Ye Fei could make a move on him, this person seemed to be unable to think about it for a while, and he died on the spot.

"Are you dead?" Ye Fei glanced at the Holy Son below, and after confirming that this person was dead, the aura in his body calmed down.

Slowly raised his arm, looking at the blue magic knife in his hand, the corner of Ye Fei's mouth flashed a faint smile, no matter whether he can find the spiritual spring or not, it is no longer a loss to get this treasure.

After putting away the witch knife, his figure fell to the ground, and he turned his head to look at the altar behind him, his face showing a complicated color.

After a moment of silence, Ye Fei took a deep breath and raised his hand to bow to the altar, whether it was the gift of the knife or the strength of this senior, it was worth his hand.

"The altar has been shattered, presumably those tribesmen in the mountain range should be safe and sound at this moment." Ye Fei muttered, then turned around and looked in the direction of the black evil.

This person had not been confined to the Absolute Spirit Array before, but he had escaped the catastrophe of the Blood Sacrifice, and was looking around with a blank face at this time.

Ye Fei walked forward slowly, the expression on his face changed slightly, Han Yanran, who was originally with Heisha, had disappeared without knowing when.

"Where's she?" Ye Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his hand to point at the center of the black eyebrows, and shot out a true yuan power.

The black eyes suddenly regained their clarity, and after seeing Ye Fei, he was slightly stunned at first, his eyes fell on his eyebrows, and he suddenly knelt on the ground with a pious look on his face.

This sudden move also made Ye Fei a little confused for a while, and his face showed incomprehension.

"Back to Lord Holy Son, Miss Han has already left alone, and her subordinates don't know where she went." The Black Demon looked extremely respectful and whispered in response.

Ye Fei's eyes froze, and he slowly reacted at this time, his spiritual sense shrouded his body, and he found that at the center of his eyebrows, there was a totem pattern that was exactly the same as the previous white-clothed holy son.

This pattern looks like a biting snake, and at first glance it looks a bit like a witch knife, which is a little weird.

After muttering for a while, Ye Fei's brows furrowed slightly, the power of the true yuan condensed into the center of his eyebrows, and the pattern was immediately hidden under his skin.

"This tattoo should have been left by the person in the altar, and this person is afraid that he has already woken up." Ye Fei turned his head abruptly and looked at the altar in front of him, which had become a ruin.

Under the spiritual sense, he didn't find any breath, which couldn't help but make him Ye Fei puzzled again.

After thinking for a moment, he put this matter behind him for the time being, this Holy Clan Ancestor should have no malicious intentions, otherwise he would not have helped him.

Turning his head to look at the black demon in front of him, Ye Fei immediately spoke: "What strange place is there in your Holy Clan?" ”

Now that the affairs of the Holy Clan have basically come to an end, if the spiritual spring can be found again, it will naturally be very good.

"Lord Hui, there is a forbidden place for my clan in the mountain behind the Holy Clan." Black Shari didn't even think about it, and responded almost immediately.

When Ye Fei heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, this matter seems to be a drama, and the spiritual spring should be hidden in the land of the Holy Clan.

Now that the Holy Clan has been killed or injured, the killing intent in Ye Fei's heart has also calmed down, if he can find the spiritual spring, the lives of the people in front of him can be left behind.

"Take Ye there immediately." Ye Fei said in a low voice.

Heisha didn't dare to slack off at all, and then nodded again and again, and walked towards the tribe with Ye Fei, and the people of the Holy Clan around him also got out of the way.

The tattoo on Ye Feifang's eyebrows, many people of the Holy Clan noticed it, and at this time, everyone had a respectful look on their faces, which was the unique status symbol of the Holy Son, and they naturally did not dare to slack off.

Regarding the identity of the Holy Son, Ye Fei didn't think so, no matter what purpose he had for the Holy Clan's ancestor, it was absolutely impossible for him to stay here.

After the two of them passed through the tribe, a circular hall was built, and it quickly appeared in Ye Fei's sight.

"My lord, the forbidden place is at the back of the temple, and my subordinates are not qualified to enter, you can see it when you pass through the main hall." Hei Xue raised his hand to Ye Fei and said slowly.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, since he had determined the position, he didn't say anything more, and directly entered the main hall with his figure flashing.

In the Holy Clan Hall, it was only a moment's stay, and Ye Fei immediately passed through the main hall, and the so-called Holy Clan forbidden land appeared in front of him.

Behind this hall, there is an empty basin, which is a little panicked at a glance, and it is somewhat similar to the North Mountain of Black Stone Town when Ye Fei was in Kunshan before.

Stepping into the basin, about ten minutes ahead, Ye Fei suddenly stopped, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"This is the black wind..."Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, his gaze fell on the black wind that seemed to be connected to the day not far away.

A sense of familiarity suddenly came out of his heart, the black wind here is exactly the same as the land of Kunshan, if there is really a spiritual spring, it must be in it.

After only a moment of hesitation, Ye Fei took out the Wind Fixing Bead from the storage ring and held it in his palm.

At the same time, his figure flickered, and he stepped directly into the black wind, with the help of the Wind Bead, the black wind here was like nothing in Ye Fei's eyes.

After passing through the black wind, an extremely pure aura rushed towards Ye Fei in an instant, making his whole body tremble.

In front of his eyes, a mountain forest with lush vegetation appeared like a paradise.

There is a faint sound of birds chirping, and the stream not far away flows by, and the pure aura nourishes everything here, a scene of birds singing and flowers.

"If there really is a spiritual spring." A flash of excitement flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the scene in front of him had reached a consensus with the record of the revival of all things in the place where the spiritual spring was located in his inheritance memory.

Following the aura in the air, Ye Fei entered the mountain forest and walked towards the depths of the interior.

As he went deeper, the aura of the air around him also became thicker and thicker, and where Ye Fei was standing at this moment, his aura was already stronger than that of the Ye family's manor.

"If I cultivate in such a place for many years, my strength will definitely grow extremely fast." Ye Fei couldn't help but whisper, and then his figure flashed, and he walked forward again.

About half an hour or so of moving forward, through the spiritual sense, Ye Fei had already sensed the location of the spiritual spring, which was less than five hundred meters in front of him.

Just as Ye Fei was about to continue walking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ye Fei, save me." On the right side of the mountain forest, the source of the sound was less than a hundred meters away from Ye Fei.

"Han Yanran..."Ye Fei frowned slightly, his face showed doubt, and he turned around and flashed to the right.

This voice was obviously from Han Yanran, why did this woman appear here, Ye Fei didn't think much about it at this time, he passed through a few bushes, and then found this woman.

At this time, Han Yanran, who didn't know who sealed the true qi in her body and tied it to the branch of an ancient tree.

Where the branches of the ancient tree stretched out, there was a bottomless cliff, and under Ye Fei's spiritual sense, he found that under the cliff, there were actually bursts of strange absorbing power, which had already bent the branches.