"There, thousands of years ago, the last battlefield of Penglai, tens of thousands of ancient cultivators were immortal, and they became slaves in their wanderings." Daoqing's eyes showed a look of remembrance, and he slowly responded at this time.

After saying that, Daoqing's eyes flashed, and then he raised his hand and waved, and a golden light curtain appeared out of thin air.

Within the light curtain, the sight can be seen to be desolate.

The sky was shrouded in darkness, the air contained a terrifying aura, and the earth was full of wreckage, half-buried in the black earth, which made people feel a chill in their backs.

The most terrifying thing is that in the darkness, from time to time, there are black shadows passing through, which are the remnants of ancient cultivation, and some of them exude the aura on their bodies, even Ye Fei in his heyday can't help but be frightened.

"Most of the power of these slaves has reached the realm of the gods."

"Among them, there are many soul generals who have transcended the realm of the gods, as well as the existence of soul kings, who are entrenched in the middle of Penglai, and in another way, continue to write the glory of thousands of years ago." Daoqing didn't hide it, and explained one by one at this time.

Penglai Central Domain is a strange place, equivalent to a soul realm, and most of the people who enter it are suppressed by their own strength.

If you want to survive in it, you must subdue the soul slaves, and according to the strength of the martial arts, the number of soul slaves that can be subdued is limited.

When the strength reaches the Yuanying Realm, you can only master five at most, while the Tongshen Realm can subdue ten, and the powerhouses in the late stage of Tongshen can control as many as twenty.

"So I got into it and I barely had any advantage." Ye Fei's eyes froze, and the expression on his face became solemn at this moment.

He was already behind the powerhouses of the Eastern and Western martial arts, but now he was seriously injured, and his own strength was only in the Yuanying Realm, and he could only accept five soul slaves.

"The old man asked you to find someone, how could you die easily."

"This bamboo flute is called Red Fairy, with this thing, you will not be subject to the restrictions of the rules in the Penglai Middle Domain, and the number of soul slaves is also unlimited, but you have to remember that you can only accept lonely souls, and don't provoke soul generals before your strength is insufficient." After Daoqing glanced at Ye Fei, he immediately handed over the bamboo flute directly.

Ye Fei nodded slightly when he heard this, the so-called soul generals were actually the same existence as when he met Wen Qian before, and in the hands of these powerful soul slaves, they all controlled many soul slaves.

At the same time, he reached out to take the red flute, and there was a cold feeling coming out of his palm.

Ye Fei couldn't help but be shocked, the Lianhua Sword in his body was actually emitting bursts of sword sounds at this moment.

"An immortal weapon, worthy of an old monster that has survived for thousands of years, is a fairy treasure when you make a casual move." Ye Fei was shocked in his heart, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart at this moment.

After just a moment of thought, Ye Fei immediately put away the red flute, he glanced at the light curtain above again, and a faint light flashed in his eyes.

For Lan Fei, the second layer of this treasure house, he has to go through, but the person in front of him has something to ask for himself, if he doesn't take the opportunity to kill a wave, he fights with that Dao Qing incarnation, isn't it in vain?

"Senior, this place is dangerous, and now I am seriously injured, can I pass on a life-saving technique." Ye Fei took a deep breath at this time, and after finishing speaking, he raised his hand towards the person in front of him at the same time.

The Taoist skills mastered by Penglai Guxiu have long been lost in this era, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly a living fossil, and the Taoist magic he has mastered is estimated to be countless.

"You kid, you can't afford to lose at all."

"That's it, for the sake of the face of the medical saint, what do you want to learn, although you say it bluntly, there is a word first, and the old man only passes on one style." After Daoqing glanced at Ye Fei, he responded with a smile.

Ye Fei's eyes suddenly lit up, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"The Great Shifting Technique, the Fighting Stars Shift." Without thinking too much, Ye Fei just said directly.

This technique is extremely extraordinary, although it is a consumable Dao technique, but three times ignoring the environment, the teleportation of space limitations, once learned, it is undoubtedly mastered by the three life-saving powers.

At the edge of the cliff, Daoqing's face was stunned, and he couldn't help but take a deep look at the person in front of him.

"You know about it? After Penglai was destroyed, the people in this world who knew how to do this art were afraid that only the old man was left. The expression on Daoqing's face became much more solemn at this moment.

This Dou Turning Star Movement is not a Dao technique in the true sense, but a special forbidden method.

As long as you know the forbidden runes, you have a lot of attainments in the way of formations, and you can easily learn them.

"The younger generation knows by chance, and I have seen that Wen Qian exerted it, and the power is really good, and the memory of the younger generation is preceded." Ye Fei said bluntly at the same time, he had been coveting this technique for a long time.

After Daoqing thought for a moment, the golden light in his palm condensed, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Ye Fei's eyebrows in front of him.

Ye Fei's mind suddenly became clear, and one after another ancient forbidden methods were imprinted in his sea of consciousness, which was the shifting rune that turned the stars.

"Thank you, senior." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fei's mouth, and he opened his mouth to thank him.

With his attainments in the formation, it can be said that it will not take long to comprehend these forbidden runes, and this technique does not need to be cultivated at all, and it is extremely simple to master.

Next to the cliff in front of him, Dao Qing nodded slightly, only to see him raise his hand again, pointing towards the light curtain in mid-air, and pointing at this moment.

"Whistling ......" a gust of wind entrenched above the light curtain above the two of them.

After a while, it slowly condensed into a wind whirlpool, and there were bursts of tearing force from within it, as if it wanted to see the space torn apart.

"Entering the whirlpool, the old man was sent to Penglai Zhongyu." Dao Qing's body was full of momentum, and the terrifying power of coercion was a little stronger than the incarnation that fought with Ye Fei before.

"Senior, slow, can the person you are looking for have a portrait?" Ye Fei saw the entrance open, and hurriedly asked at this time.

The old man in front of him just said that he should find someone, but who he was going to find and what that person looked like, Ye Fei didn't know anything.

And looking at Daoqing's appearance at the moment, it seems that he doesn't plan to reveal too much.

"After you enter, if you meet her, you will naturally be able to recognize her at a glance and give her the red fairy flute, if you don't find her, your previous agreement with me will be null and void." After Daoqing finished speaking, he immediately raised his sleeves.

Ye Fei on the cliff platform on the top of the mountain, he didn't have time to react at this moment, and the whole person was dragged up by a majestic force and thrown directly into the Gangfeng Whirlpool.

As Ye Fei's body was swallowed, the strange wind slowly dissipated, and the light curtain in mid-air gradually receded at the same time, and finally disappeared into the sky.

At the edge of the cliff, Daoqing's face was calm, and he turned around and took a step forward, facing the bluestone sculpture in front of him, and his figure gradually blended into it.

"Old thing, if you can't wake up Fei'er, Ye will definitely smash your sculpture!" Ye Fei let out an angry shout, but at this moment, the environment around him had already undergone earth-shaking changes.

It was dark all around, the cliffs at the top of the mountain had long since disappeared, and the pungent smell was dark on the dry earth.

The sky here is almost the same as the night, the visibility of the line of sight is extremely low, and the surroundings are all gray and misty, under the perception of spiritual sense, Ye Fei at this moment is in a sandy mountain range.

The mountains don't feel any life, and there is an indescribable dead silence in the air.

"Have you already come in......

"What a desolate battlefield." Ye Fei looked around, and his spiritual sense reached out at the same time, moving towards the front.

Now, he still needs to find some soul slaves and subdue them, otherwise with his current state, I am afraid it will be difficult to support him here for too long.

If he encounters a soul slave at the level of a soul general, he will most likely have to explain it here.

Time passed quietly, Ye Fei's body was extremely injured, and he didn't feel too much about the suppressive power in this space, so he could only take out the spirit crystal to recover his spiritual power while moving forward.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Fei's figure suddenly stopped, and there was a distant sound of the guqin in his ears.

"Someone playing the piano?"

"No, it's a soul slave." Ye Fei's eyes froze, and he reacted instantly, in this space, except for them outsiders, there were almost no other human beings.

There are only remnants of ancient cultivators who died in the Great War thousands of years ago.

The sound of the piano is melodious and long, as if it is like a confession, revealing a faint sense of sadness, which makes people feel moved when they hear it.

"Just ahead, take out the foot of the trough, my spiritual sense can already sense the position of the Dao soul slave, but this soul power seems to be a little weak." Ye Fei frowned slightly, and couldn't help but say secretly in his heart.

He then moved forward, and the soul slave who played the harp had already appeared in his sight.

At the foot of the valley, in the weathered and dark forest stones, there are faint traces of scattered corpses, most of which can no longer be distinguished, and can only vaguely guess that there are many people who died in this valley.

It is enough to see the tragedy of the war that year.

"This soul slave, the soul power is not enough to build a foundation, it is really a little weak, no wonder it has not been taken away." Ye Fei raised his eyes and looked forward, and couldn't help but whisper.

As he looked out, it could be seen that in the depths of the valley, there was a long-haired woman in a green dress, her body was transparent, and her appearance was very ordinary, but there was an indescribable desolation in those eyes.

Just like this, the sound of the piano played by the soul, like crying and complaining, has a long history, and in the ups and downs of the plain rhythm, there is a sense of loneliness.

"What's your name?" Ye Fei walked to the trough, and his gaze fell on the soul slave in front of him.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and deep in the trough ahead, the woman in green looked at Ye Fei with a somewhat dull expression, and did not respond to his words.

Ye Fei laughed lightly, a hint of self-deprecation flashed on his face.

Most of the soul slaves of this level are extremely vague, and this female soul is in a low burial place, bound by the anger of this place, and I don't know how long she has been trapped, I am afraid that she has already lost the residual thoughts that have left little.

"Anyway, you and I are fated, Ye will take you out of here." Ye Fei whispered, the red light flashed in his palm, and the dark red bamboo flute fell into his palm.