The Holy Clan, on the altar square at this time, the faces of the Holy Clan people all showed horror, and they all looked up and looked forward, obviously not quite understanding what their Holy Son wanted to do at this moment.

And with the explosion of Ye Fei's surrounding momentum, the clansmen of the Holy Clan tribe were unable to get close to the altar, and they were all shocked back to a distance of several feet.

"Holy Son!" Heisha was also confused at this time, and while resisting the coercion, he couldn't help but whisper.

On the altar at this time, Ye Fei didn't pay attention to the people of the Holy Clan, the coercive power on his body was only aimed at the altar below, and you would not hurt those ordinary clansmen.

"Don't you come out......"

"Then Ye will destroy this altar." Ye Fei's eyes were cold, and a thunder burst out in his palm.

He could be sure at this moment that the remnant of the witch song was hidden at the bottom of the altar.

As soon as the words fell, a violent thunder arc erupted in Ye Fei's palm, and his face showed a decisive look, that is, he was ready to directly blast the altar open.

"You...... Come on in. At this moment, a deep voice suddenly came from the bottom of the altar.

Ye Fei's figure was stunned, and then his eyes froze, only to see that under his feet, the ground of the altar suddenly cracked, and a dark light stretched out from the crack.

This crack, as if it was an underground entrance, stretched out a huge space behind Ye Fei's spiritual sense.

After only a moment of hesitation, Ye Fei's figure immediately disappeared in place, directly blending into the underground entrance.

"Click...... Click. As Ye Fei's figure disappeared, the crack on the altar quickly closed.

At this time, on the altar square, the people of the Holy Tribe all looked at each other, and they didn't quite understand what was going on for a while, and after reacting, they could only bow down to the altar devoutly.

At the same time, after Ye Fei passed through that crack, he appeared in a cave.

At this time, a large mansion was built in an extremely retro style, and the position he was standing in at the moment was the front yard of the mansion, and the surroundings were empty, and the silence was a little terrifying.

"You're here, this is my former immortal mansion."

"Besides Fu Cangtian, you are the second person who can enter this place." In the hall in front of the mansion, there was a low voice with a little distance, which came slowly at this moment.

In the front yard of the mansion, Ye Fei's face froze, and the expression on his face obviously became a little more severe at this time.

The word Xianfu has proved the extraordinaryness of this witch song, and in the heyday of this person, he is afraid that he is an extremely terrifying existence.

But after thinking about it, since Fu Cangtian was able to walk out from here, proving that this person should have no malicious intent, whether this Wu Song really survived to this day, Ye Fei couldn't help but be a little curious at the moment.

After a moment of silence, he moved forward, and in a short time entered the inner hall of the mansion.

"The tenth generation of my witch clan, you already know my name." In front of the inner hall, at this moment, a tall man in a black robe slowly turned around at this time.

This person looks middle-aged, but his body is much taller than ordinary people, with long hair and a shawl, clear water chestnuts on his face, and a slightly cold appearance, and he is turning his head to look at Ye Fei at this moment.

"Witch Song." Ye Fei whispered, and his eyes focused on the person in front of him at the same time.

Under this look, his gaze froze again, and at this time, his mind couldn't help but be a little moved, with his early stage of spiritual sense, Ye Fei at this moment couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was a real body or a remnant spirit.

"I lived in an era that thousands of years have passed since this era." Wu Song seemed to see what Ye Fei was thinking, and his voice came again.

"You can't survive this far." Ye Fei nodded slightly, almost subconsciously opening his mouth to respond.

Martial arts, although with the strength of the stronger, Shou Yuan has increased greatly, but the so-called heavenly way can not be done, all things are limited, and no one can escape the cycle of life and death.

The innate realm, with a longevity of three hundred years, and the strong man of Jindan is a longevity of nearly five hundred years.

And after stepping into the realm of Yuan Ying, the growth of Shou Yuan will reach the extreme, each big realm can add a hundred years of longevity, ninety-nine is the extreme, unless you really step into the realm of true immortals, otherwise even the strongest person will not be able to live for a thousand years.

"Yes, what you see now is only the remnant spirit of the deity." Wu Song's expression was calm, and he looked at Ye Fei and said in a low voice.

After he finished speaking, he slowly turned around and sat on the bench in the hall, while looking at Ye Fei again.

"If you have any questions, just ask."

"The deity has survived to this day, just to protect the witch clan for a long time." Wu Song seemed to sigh secretly, then looked at Ye Fei, and said directly at this time.

When Ye Fei heard this, a slight light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but look deeply at the person in front of him.

An afterimage, no matter how strong it is, is only a remnant spirit, could it be that he thinks too much, this person does not have any purpose, it is really just to protect the Wu Clan, so he does not want to disperse the remnants.

"What's the cloud mark in the center of my eyebrows?" After Ye Fei pondered for a while, he immediately asked the question he was most concerned about at the moment.

The mark on his eyebrows, in ordinary times, seems to be nothing, and it can't be perceived at all, and it will only be visible when he enters the Holy Clan, and it is even more impossible to fade it.

"The Holy Seal, every generation of the Holy Lord, will have this seal."

"The power in the seal will become stronger and stronger with the power of the belief of the Wu clan, and there is no end, if you lead the Wu clan to dominate China, the power of the seal on your forehead may be able to fight with the true immortals."

Wu Song did not hide it, and responded directly at this time.

"There is no end to ......"

After Ye Fei listened, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, if it was really as the person in front of him said, the power of this mark was really a bit against the sky.

Just a moment of contemplation, Ye Fei quickly calmed down, no matter how strong this seal is, it is also an external force, and his current strength is cultivated step by step by himself.

The so-called power of faith, in the inheritance of the medical saint, there is no record of it, and Ye Fei is a little bottomless in his heart.

"This seal is too precious, if you can, please take it back from Wu Song's seniors, Ye is just a junior in the family, and he doesn't have the heart to dominate China." Ye Fei said, and at the same time raised his hand towards the person in front of him.

When Wu Song heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and said, "I didn't want you to dominate Huaxia, once the holy seal is planted, it cannot be eliminated, and this seal will not have an impact on your cultivation." ”

Wu Song's meaning is already very clear, he will not ask about the future development of the Wu clan, and he will not eliminate the mark of Ye Fei's eyebrows.

Ye Fei's eyes froze, and the expression on his face at this time was slightly dignified.

"Ye has another question."

"Dare to ask the seniors, why did you choose Ye?" A fine light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he looked at the person in front of him and said in a deep voice.

The position of the Holy Son of the Wu Clan, Ye Fei was not interested, after he killed the previous Holy Son, the mark of Tengtu appeared inexplicably in the center of his eyebrows, and the speechlessness was deliberately called by the person in front of him.

In the hall, Wu Song heard this, and immediately shook his head again.

"It's not you chosen by the deity, it's you who chose my clan."

"The one who killed the previous Holy Son will become the current Holy Son himself, and even in my heyday, I can't interfere in this matter." Wu Song's face was as usual, and he spoke again and again at this time.

Ye Fei's face was black at this time, and the person in front of him said a few simple words, almost pushing this matter away, as if this matter really had nothing to do with him at all.

This witch song, which has survived for thousands of years and is unwilling to leave, can never be just to simply protect the witch clan, this Ye Fei is extremely sure.

"If it's really as my predecessors said, my strongest person in China, Fu Cangtian, was once the holy son of your Wu clan?" Ye Fei thought for a moment, then looked up at the person in front of him.

"Well, yes, you're a lot like him." Wu Song did not hesitate, and responded directly.

Ye Fei laughed lightly and spoke again: "Elder Fu is not dead, if the younger generation is not mistaken, there is only one Holy Son of the Wu Clan." ”

In the face of this Wu Song, Ye Fei couldn't see through this person's strength, he didn't want to rush to fight with him, the reason why he wanted to see this person this time was just to let him fade the seal on his eyebrows.

What this seal said had no effect at the moment, but it had been hidden in the center of his eyebrows, and Ye Fei's heart was extremely uneasy for some reason.

"How do you know that Fu Cangtian is still alive?" Wu Song did not respond to Ye Fei's words, but asked rhetorically.

In the hall, Ye Fei was slightly stunned, and his heart couldn't help trembling slightly at this time, and he was a little speechless for a while.

Fu Cangtian had seen it once, but it was only an incarnation, whether this person was dead or alive, and now Ye Fei was really difficult to confirm for a while.

"What does the senior mean......" After Ye Fei pondered for a while, the expression on his face couldn't help but become a little more serious.

Wu Song in front of him, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes at this time, and then he slowly stood up.

"That Fu Cangtian is indeed a rare martial arts genius."

"But this person should be dead, and even if he is still alive, most of them exist in the world in the form of remnant spirits, without any power that can shake the inheritance rules of my witch clan." Wu Song's gaze focused on Ye Fei and said in a low voice.

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei's heart was shocked, if this was the case, the situation in the martial arts world was not as simple as he imagined.

Fu Cangtian died, with his strength, who could kill him, and it was shot by the major forces in the martial arts world without noticing, if there was really such an existence, how strong would that person's strength be?

"Senior, do you know that in today's martial arts world, there are strong people who have surpassed the Tongshen realm?" Ye Fei froze down, and then asked again.

The remnant spirit in front of him, I don't know how many years he has survived, should be extremely clear about the affairs of the martial arts world.

And after seeing Wu Song's remnant spirit, Ye Fei could be sure that the person in front of him definitely had a way to leave this place.