At this time, Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he was too lazy to investigate the changes around him.

His gaze was focused on the little girl in his arms, and the majestic True Yuan under his raised hand poured into her body, and the black qi on the girl's body was suppressed.

"In this state of rage, it is impossible to pull out this power in her body." Ye Fei frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

Under his investigation, the power of seizure that had been lurking in Xiao Yi's body before was frantically devouring her blood essence at this time, and it even drove the hidden power of black magic in their bodies.

Black witchcraft is the key to it, just like Su Ya in Jiangdong before, the consequences of forcibly pulling out the poison are unpredictable, not to mention that Ye Fei is facing two forces now.

"Heisha, get out of here!" Ye Fei's whole body was full of murderous aura, and he suddenly raised his head and looked into the air, letting out a low roar.

Before his roar fell, he saw two figures suddenly appear in the sky above the dense forest in front of him, one of whom was undoubtedly Black.

The other person is a long-bearded old man, who is slightly short and thin, and his face is carved with strange lines, which makes people feel afraid at a glance.

"High Priest, this person is Ye Fei, and the Dingfeng Bead is in his hands." Hei Sha ignored Ye Fei, but turned his head to look at the long-bearded old man, looking very respectful.

The long-bearded old man looked at Ye Fei below, his deep gaze was like an ancient well without waves, and there was an indescribable sense of indifference in his calmness.

"Foreigner, give the Dingfeng Bead to the old man, but you can save your life." The long-bearded old man's voice was flat, and he spoke slowly.

Ye Fei below raised his head and swept into the air, but after a moment of hesitation, he slowly raised his palm, and a black bead appeared in his palm.

The long-bearded old man in mid-air, after seeing the Dingfeng Bead, couldn't help but change slightly on his calm face.

"Let these people go, it doesn't hurt to give you this pearl." Ye Fei's face was indifferent, and he responded in a low voice.

The black magic that lurked in the body of the entire tribesmen broke out, even if he couldn't save them all for a while, and the two above were eyeing each other, even if there was a method to pull out the poison, I am afraid there would be no time to use it.

"The people of the slave tribe are not worthy of being compared with the Wind Bead." After the long-bearded old man finished speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and within the tribe behind, one-third of the people fell directly, with no breath on their bodies, and they were obviously dead.

Ye Fei's heart trembled, these people of the Holy Clan obviously did not have it at all, and regarded the tribesmen in the Southern Xinjiang Mountains as human beings.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ye Fei's eyes were calm at this time, and his spiritual sense spread out and locked the figures of the two people above.

Han Yanran, who was in the rear, suddenly buzzed in her mind when she saw this scene, the breath on her body was instantly chaotic, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but overflow with blood, and she felt remorse in her heart.

In mid-air, the long-bearded old man glanced at Ye Fei and said again: "It's not a pity for these slave people to die, the old man will say it again, and kneel down and offer the Dingfeng Bead, but you can leave a whole corpse." ”

What I said just now is not to kill Ye Fei, but now it has become a whole corpse, obviously this long-bearded old man will not directly shoot and kill when he has a third sentence.

Ye Fei below was expressionless, he gently picked up Xiao Yi in his arms, and slowly walked to Han Yanran's side.

"Help me take care of her." Ye Fei's voice was low, his eyes slowly glowed red, and the killing intent on his body was rising.

Han Yanran's body trembled, and she was awakened by the momentum emanating from the person in front of her, and there was a wisp of color in her eyes that were already a little confused.

"Ye Fei, you..." Han Yanran's eyes flickered, she could clearly feel at this time that the momentum of the person in front of her was rising, and the killing intent that was close to materialization made people can't help but be creepy.

Without responding to Han Yanran's words, Ye Fei immediately turned to look at the two of them in mid-air after settling the little girl.

His figure immediately rose into the air, not afraid of the black mist in mid-air, until he stood ten meters in front of the long-bearded old man, and then suddenly stopped.

"The people of your holy clan will bury them with you." Ye Fei's eyes were cold, and his cold voice was like ice that would never melt.

When the long-bearded old man heard this, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort: "Foreign juniors, these tribesmen in the Southern Xinjiang Mountains were originally raised by my Holy Clan, and even the Southwest Tang family didn't dare to meddle in the affairs of the Southern Xinjiang Mountains, you are a yellow-mouthed child, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of the old man!" ”

The Southern Xinjiang Mountains have always been the territory of the people of the Holy Clan, and the super martial arts family did not dare to provoke them, a young junior, how could this old man be in his eyes.

"Captive..."Ye Fei muttered in a low voice, his eyes covered with a red glow.

It was useless to say more, the momentum of his whole body rushed to the sky, and the sound of thunder and thunder swept around, and the thunder in his palm condensed and formed under the finger of his hand.

The strength of this long-bearded old man, Ye Fei couldn't analyze it, and the cultivation methods of the people of the Holy Clan seemed to be very different from them.

But at this time, these were not things he needed to consider, and there was only one thought in his mind, and that was to kill the two people in front of him.

"In this southern Xinjiang mountain range, the martial arts people in the late stage of foundation building, the old man doesn't need to kill him with all his strength, and a small middle stage of foundation building dares to shoot at the old man!" The long-bearded old man looked disdainful, and after snorting, the breath of his whole body immediately condensed.

Not far ahead, a thunderbolt whip raged, and with a surging momentum, it was already approaching the long-bearded old man.

Ye Fei's hand can be described as merciless, and at the same time as the thunder in his palm was condensed, his figure was accompanied by the thunder explosion, blending into the lightning, and at the same time blasted towards the person in front of him.

"Take advantage of the momentum of my holy clan to stand for a thousand years and suppress this son!" The long-bearded old man let out a loud shout and raised his hand to point behind him.

Immediately afterwards, the lines on the old man's face, as if he had come to life, began to flow strangely on his cheeks, making people feel a tingling scalp at a glance.

As soon as his words fell, a terrifying power suddenly rose from the depths of the mountain range, condensing towards the fingertips of the long-bearded old man.

This momentum was so strong that it directly dispersed the black mist in mid-air, and together with the poisonous miasma above the tribe, it was also swept away at this time, and the main pole of the ancient tree within a radius of a hundred miles was bent by force.

"What is this..."Ye Fei's whole body was shocked, and the whole person was directly fixed in place, and the feeling of squeezing in the air made it difficult for the true yuan in his body to operate.

At the same time, the thunder and lightning condensed by Ye Fei also quickly disappeared into the air as if it had been crushed.

The black demon in the rear, after feeling this momentum, suddenly had a pious look on his face, and quickly fell to the ground, and knelt down directly and bowed.

"This is the power of my Holy Family."

"Even if you are a master of the Innate Realm, you don't dare to make a mistake under the majesty of the Holy Clan, junior, you still don't kneel!" The long-bearded old man stood in mid-air, with a serious expression at this time, and looked at Ye Fei and let out a low sigh.

Throughout the lineage of the Holy Clan, there are countless black witchcraft inherited, and only this style is his favorite, and I am afraid that in the face of the innate powerhouse, this high priest will not be afraid of half a point.

This technique is completely a kind of momentum rolling, and the Holy Clan can be inherited for thousands of years, relying on this long-lasting momentum.

"Bullshit Holy Clan, Ye only kneels to his parents in this life, and he does not obey heaven and earth, let alone a small Southern Xinjiang remnant." The unyielding intent in Ye Fei's bones was also completely stimulated at this time.

He frantically turned the true yuan in his body away, and at the same time, he took out a bottle of pills from the storage ring and poured it all into his mouth.

The majestic medicinal power exploded in Ye Fei's body in an instant, and the momentum on his body rose again, and his body slowly broke free from the restrictions.

"Temporarily improve the strength of the technique, Ye will also." A wicked smile flashed at the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and taking advantage of this gap to break free from suppression, he raised his hand and suddenly pointed to his chest.

Then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the bright red blood mist gathered in front of his eyes, Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and his right hand quickly raised to draw a strange rune.

This rune was guided by essence blood, and after it was formed, it was condensed at the center of Ye Fei's eyebrows, turning into a blood-colored lightning pattern.

This technique is a Taoist technique that can immediately improve the strength of the medical saint in the records of the medical saint inheritance, and it is called the blood thunder method.

But any method of ascension will do great damage to the foundation of the martial arts, with Ye Fei's current strength, he can only reluctantly use it, if he wants to master this technique thoroughly, I am afraid that he needs to at least step into the innate nature.

"Old thing, take your life." The blood mark on the eyebrows was formed, and the momentum of Ye Fei's whole body climbed several times.

The coercive power in the air, although there are still some restrictions on him, it is impossible to completely suppress Ye Fei.

In the middle of the air in front of him, the long-bearded old man's face changed slightly, and his gaze, which was as calm as water, finally had a ripple at this time.

"Daoshu, I underestimate you, but in this state, how long can you last." The long-bearded old man snorted coldly, and at the same time, the lines on his face wandered again, and in the depths of the mountain range behind him, the coercive power was actually a little stronger.

Borrowing the power of the Holy Clan to suppress this son, the consumption of the long-bearded old man can be basically ignored, which is enough to be invincible in the face of a person who forcibly improves his strength.

"It's more than enough to kill you..."Ye Fei's voice was a little evil.

After this blood thunder method was cast, the temperament of Ye Fei's whole body at this time had undergone earth-shaking changes, and there was a little more madness in his reddened eyes, and the lightning around his body was all dyed with a trace of blood red.

Saying that, the corners of Ye Fei's mouth suddenly smiled, and in the next moment, another Ye Fei actually appeared in front of the long-bearded old man, and raised his hand to blast it with a punch.

Not far behind, the smiling Ye Fei gradually disappeared into mid-air with that punch out.

"Bang!" A deafening muffled sound spread all around.

The long-bearded old man didn't have time to react, and was hit steadily by Ye Fei's punch, and the whole person fell from mid-air and smashed into the dirt on the ground.