In the valley, Ye Fei's killing intent in his eyes was already determined at this time, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense with this person.

I saw that under his raised hand, the Lianhua sword fell into his palm, and the spiritual power in his body was mobilized with all his might, and he pointed forward with the sword, and the soul generals and soul slaves around him all moved immediately.

"Kill those soul slaves first." Ye Fei's eyes froze, his body brought out a cold glow, and a burst of ice mist appeared around his body.

On his side, the ten soul generals let out a terrifying roar and rushed towards the horse commander at the same time.

Ye Fei was alone, rushing into the soul slaves below, and hundreds of soul slaves followed closely behind him, and the battle between the two seemed to be a big battle of no small scale.

Whether it is Ye Fei or the commander of the horse in front, they all control more than 100 soul slaves.

"Hmph, boy, how can this commander be afraid of you!" The horse commander gritted his teeth and shouted, leading the soul generals behind him, and then rushed forward.

On the upper valley, bursts of explosions continued to reverberate.

Ye Fei's ten soul generals were fighting with the horsetail horse commander at this moment, and the terrifying power of the shock swept in all directions.

And at the same time, in the upper valley below, Ye Fei held an ice sword and rushed into the soul slaves, which was almost like chopping melons and vegetables, and dozens of soul slaves fell to the ground and died under one sword.

"It's a pity, if my spiritual power is restored, I can take all these soul slaves into account." While Ye Fei killed the soul slave, he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

He now controls ten soul generals and a hundred soul slaves, which is already at the limit, not because of the number of limitations, but because the spiritual power in Ye Fei's body can't keep up.

Because of this, he was desperate to release the suppression of his spiritual power and rushed into the local camp alone.

As time passed, the victory or defeat was already obvious, and the horse commander in mid-air could not get out at all under the restriction of Ye Fei's ten soul generals.

And in the valley below, those soul slaves had been almost killed by Ye Fei.

"Next, it's your turn." Ye Fei let out a low snort, and his body stepped away at the same time, and the almost substantial killing intent spread around him.

In mid-air, Commander Ma's face changed drastically, and when he saw that he couldn't defeat Ye Fei, he already had a retreat in his heart.

"There are nine soul generals in this commander, and you want to kill me too?" The soul power of Commander Ma's whole body skyrocketed, and the rune in his palm quickly condensed and formed, controlling the nine soul generals and blocking him.

The nine tall figures stood side by side at this moment, as if they had turned into a huge black wall, standing in mid-air.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Commander immediately turned around, and fled towards the rear almost without looking back, and as long as he returned to the camp, he would be able to save his life.

"You can't run."

"The soul slave seals the road, and the bamboo flute presses the soul." Ye Fei let out a low snort, and the red fairy flute fell into his palm.

Behind him, hundreds of soul slaves swarmed in, instantly blocking the way of the horse leader.

At the same time, on the dark red bamboo flute, a red light seemed to come as promised, drawing a long rainbow in mid-air, instantly enveloping and restraining the figure of the horse leader.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, plus that horse commander, there are a total of ten soul generals here, who can be exchanged for ten merit points, which is undoubtedly a lot of money.

"If you dare to chase it out, you are doomed to death." The cold light in Ye Fei's eyes surged, and the spiritual power in his body turned away.

The bamboo flute in his hand, as early as the time of the desolate basin, Ye Fei had already discovered that this treasure could suppress the soul power of the soul general, and the soul general who fought with him alone, Ye Fei could easily win with this flute.

In the middle of the upper valley, the soul general led by Nama had been suppressed by the soul general in Ye Fei's hands, and he had a hundred soul slaves to help, so it was easy to kill this person.

"Red, Red Fairy Flute, how can this treasure be in the hands of an outsider of yours?" Ma Commander's body trembled, as if he recognized the immortal treasure in Ye Fei's hand, and the horror in his eyes became much stronger.

But before this person could react, a huge ice sword fell in mid-air, bending its body and sealing it.

Ye Fei's hundreds of soul slaves swarmed up at the same time, and in just a few breaths, they devoured the horse commander cleanly, and once this person killed the nine soul generals in his hands, he didn't have too much resistance power.

In the middle of the valley, Ye Fei's eyes were calm, looking at the merit changes on the soul card in his hand, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

"If you want to break 100 merits, it will take a little time, and this matter is in a hurry." Ye Fei muttered, and then put away the soul card.

After a moment of silence, his gaze focused on the bamboo flute in his palm, Fang Cai's soul cultivator obviously recognized this treasure, Daoqing, who was on the first layer of the treasure house, didn't know what it had to do with the soul cultivation here?

Just thinking for a moment, Ye Fei shook his head lightly and left this matter behind him first.

Why Penglai was destroyed back then, what was the purpose of the four soul emperors who occupied this place, and the matter of Huaxia Hidden Gate, Ye Fei didn't bother to pay attention to it now.

He entered this place with only one purpose, and that was to find the source of immortality, and then leave the power to wake up Lan Fei.

"Before that, my combat power must be in its prime." Ye Fei slowly raised his hand and arm, the spiritual power in his palm was condensed and palmed, his face showed indifference, and a murderous intent rose in his eyes.

With the death of the leader of the Tucheng camp, the Northwest Front erupted.

The original confrontation between the two parties collapsed almost instantly, and the three leaders of the Wind City camp, led thousands of soul slaves behind them, as well as the people of the Hidden Gate led by Master Kuyun of Buda Palace, had already rushed to the battlefield.

On the side of the Tucheng affiliated camp, it was also not to be outdone, and the gathering of the soul slave army was earth-shattering.

At this time, Ye Fei, after the battle in the valley, quickly hid his breath, and after he restored his body to its best state, he raised his hand and took up the white ghost face, and his figure stepped into the air and rushed towards the battlefield.

"After this battle, my merit points may be able to break 100." A fine light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he couldn't help but secretly say in his heart.

This battle of soul slaves can be said to be deliberately provoked by Ye Fei, he sneaked up on the enemy camp, this method can only be used once, and if you want to continue to gain meritorious service, you must go to the battlefield.

Compared to the front line of the four main cities, this northwest battlefield can only be regarded as a small fight, but with Ye Fei's current state, this place is more suitable for him.

About twenty miles away from the battlefield, on a raised boulder, Ye Fei's figure appeared out of thin air, his eyes flashed slightly, and his spiritual sense stretched out, sweeping forward.

"Is there already a war...... Ye Fei muttered, and the spiritual power in his body condensed.

On the battlefield, the soul cultivators of the two major affiliated cities had already collided together at this moment, and the majestic soul power fluctuated, sweeping in all directions, making it easy for his spiritual sense to perceive.

There was only a moment of silence, and just as Ye Fei was about to rush to the battlefield, his figure suddenly shook, and there was a cautious look in his eyes.

"There will be a soul hunter here, and Ma Shanming's death is not unjust."

"It's just that you, an outsider, broke into my Tucheng camp alone and killed a commander, but there was no one in Tucheng who deceived me?" Not far from the back, a distant voice suddenly came.

In the surrounding air, majestic soul power surged, and a terrifying oppressive force appeared out of thin air at this moment.

Ma Shanming should be the horse commander who was killed by Ye Fei not long ago, and the owner of this voice at this moment is obviously also a person from the Tucheng camp, but the soul power that erupted in this life made Ye Fei's face instantly become solemn.

"Soul King powerhouse......" Ye Fei turned his head suddenly, looking up at the distance behind him.

The oppressive power coming from the air around him far exceeded the level of the soul general, and compared to when he was in the annex city of the Wind City, he faced that soul king Qi Chang, it could be said that he was not weak.

As he looked over, he saw a man in a yellow robe, a slightly lean figure, a sharp water chestnut on his face, long hair, and a short beard, stepping into the air from a distance.

In the next moment, it had already appeared in front of Ye Fei.

"Click, boom." Under the pressure of terrifying soul power, the raised boulder under Ye Fei's feet instantly turned into powder.

The Soul King is strong, that is the power of a strong man who is said to be comparable to the power of a strong man who has surpassed the Divine Realm, with Ye Fei's current state, it is obviously a little impossible to escape from the hands of this person.

"Soul hunter, you're ready to die." In mid-air, the Soul King was condescending, and there was a touch of momentum in his seemingly flat voice that people did not dare to refute.

The terrifying soul power permeated the heavens and the earth, as if even the surrounding air had been frozen a little.

Ye Fei's body did not move, he raised his head and swept into the air, he immediately reached out and took off the face on his face, and the aura on his body suddenly calmed down a lot.

"The Soul King is strong, and he is actually here, I don't know if your Excellency can tell me the name." Ye Fei's face was as usual, and judging from the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from his body, it seemed as if he had given up resistance.

In the middle of the air at this time, the yellow-robed man, after glancing at Ye Fei, showed a look of arrogance on his face.

"As a soul hunter, you are indeed qualified to know the name of this king."

"Little doll, the one who killed you, the commander of the attached city of Tucheng, the soul king Shang Delu." In mid-air, Shang Delu glanced at Ye Fei below and said slowly.

In his eyes, the soul hunter below was obviously no different from a dead man, and the gap in hard power between the two could be fully expressed from his breath.

And at this moment, above the basin below, Ye Fei's eyes suddenly froze, the aura on his body suddenly soared, and arcs of thunder surged out of his body.

"Thunder Realm, Immortal Thunder." Ye Fei's eyes showed a decisive look, at this time in his palm, that small section of Jianmu had already been held in his palm.

Through the pure spiritual power on the Ancient Jianmu, he could return to the peak in a short period of time, but as time passed, the spiritual power in the Ancient Jianmu would soon be exhausted, and Ye Fei would not escape death.

And now, Ye Fei is extremely clear in his heart, he can only have a glimmer of life by fighting with all his strength before his spiritual power is exhausted.