"Everyone has his own weakness, and his weakness is that he is too ambitious and afraid of death. It's that simple." The primitive tribe's eyes seemed to have insight into everything, and he said calmly to Ling Tianyun. It seemed that everything was under his control, and his confident expression arose. "I don't want to leave here, but I don't want to leave. If I leave here, it's not me. I also have my weakness." He answered another question from Ling Tianyun.

"To put it bluntly, you just don't dare to leave here. You are afraid that once you leave here, you will be targeted. And that strength is far superior to you. Who are you afraid of? If the only one who can scare you in this world is the real god, but there are no gods in this world." Ling Tianyun didn't seem to be very satisfied with his answer, and he continued to ask.

"God? There is no God in this world, but there is a person who is even more terrifying than God. He is the master of this world. If there was no His existence, a person like me would have ascended long ago. Would he still stay here?" The eyes of the primitive tribe showed a deep hidden horror, which was a true fear that came out of his heart. When he talked about that person, his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Who is he? Why does he still stay in this world? Isn't it the ultimate goal of martial arts? It is also the ultimate goal of martial arts. Is there anything terrible happening in the ascension of the upper realm? Why does his existence block the ascension of the martial arts cultivator who breaks through the limit? Why can monsters ascend, but humans cannot? Is there any conspiracy in this?" Ling Tianyun felt a little strange and similar in this matter, and couldn't help but ask again.

"You won't understand, human hearts are unpredictable. Sometimes human beings are not as good as those monsters that have been cultivated by swallowing the essence of heaven and earth. Human hearts are too complicated and do not think about monsters. As for why they want to cover up the way of heaven, they have to ask him. But you don't have time to ask, and I dare not ask, it's heaven that can live for one day." The fear in the eyes of the primitive tribe became stronger and stronger. He seemed to dare not mention that person, as if the man left an irrefutable shadow in his heart.

"Okay, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it. If you can defeat me and take over my body, I will have no regrets. I just blame myself for not being good at learning skills." Although Ling Tianyun was shocked, he still looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water. He was also secretly thinking in his heart: Ye Yinfeng, it's up to you. Let's attack inside and outside and kill this Wushu. I hope you don't disappoint me.

"Since that's the case, I will come to take your body, and your current soul will naturally become my delicious food." The tone of the Primitive tribe suddenly changed, and an old voice came into Ling Tianyun's ears. Then the Primitive tribe let out a shocking roar, and the powerful force stirred up. He waved his fists and rushed towards Ling Tianyun directly.

His eyes shrank, Ling Tianyun condensed his energy and gathered his spirit, and the power around him gushed up. His fists met with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Two "bang, bang", the qi that was stirring and opened became wildly. The two fists collided together, and the qi that was storming and stirring up rushed toward the surroundings like ripples. The force wave swept across the four directions, shaking all the branches around them, and the fallen leaves immediately floated up.

An irresistible dizziness enveloped, and Ye Yinfeng felt that the soft body that was lying on his chest became colder and colder, and the whispering sound had already stopped. A twitching pain in his heart, coupled with the miasma that enveloped him, Ye Yinfeng felt that his mind was a little blurred. His mind was full of the figure of the little girl in torn clothes and curled in the corner of the wall, and then the figure of the little girl overlapped with Su Liuer's charming figure.

In a trance, a beautiful face appeared in Ye Yinfeng's mind. The beautiful face appeared, and the figures of the poor little girl and Su Liuer who were frozen in his mind suddenly made a "wow" sound, and became fragmented like an ice mirror shattered.

Suddenly there was a sudden sensation in his mind. He felt the dizziness became weaker and weaker. At the same time, he also felt that his dry dantian was moistening like a spring rain, and the true energy, like a spring water, stirred up from the star flower. The three star flowers in the dantian gradually turned from dull to bright, and the dazzling light shot out from the three star flowers in the dantian. The true energy turned into silk and the spring water turned into a stream into a river. He felt that the true energy in his dantian was recovering rapidly.

The latest power flowed all over his body again, and the true energy turned into rain and dew and began to nourish his scarred body. His power began to slowly recover. When he opened his eyes, he saw a golden soft light covering him, and the golden soft light separated the layers of miasma. It was the soft golden light that moistened his body and made his dantian revive.

Ye Yinfeng looked closely and saw that the golden light emanated from the "Pan Yu Sword". He always thought that the divine sword in Linglong Valley was just a magic weapon. At this moment, his mood was even more mixed. Nangong Xianchen saved his life again. The light emitted by the Pan Yu Sword could isolate the miasma. Under the protection of the golden light, he was no longer eroded by the miasma. The dizzying aura had long since disappeared.

The blood gradually condensed. Ye Yinfeng saw the terrifying sword wound on Su Liuer's chest. Zuo Qingshan's sword penetrated Su Liuer's chest. Even the god Daluo could not save her life. Ye Yinfeng felt a little lonely and lost. He hugged Su Liuer, who had been cold, and was at a loss. He didn't know what to do, nor did he know where he was going.

The faint light emitted a cold breath. Ye Yinfeng carried the iron sword without a sharp edge and hugged Su Liuer in front of his chest. A golden soft light shone out from his waist. The golden soft light surrounded them and isolated the layers of miasma that spread. Step by step, Ye Yinfeng walked in the dark jungle like a puppet. He didn't know where he was going, nor where he would go. He just walked forward step by step with his instinct.

A sudden mountain blocked Ye Yinfeng's way. He raised his head slightly and looked at the mountain that suddenly blocked his body. Behind him was the dark jungle. He had already walked out of the jungle and came to the foot of a mountain. He saw a few scattered fires on the top of the mountain. Su Liuer in his arms was already cold. He raised his head and headed towards the mountain.

Two spears suddenly blocked his body, and two short and thin men in strange bodies appeared in front of him. It was a path leading to the mountains. The two men surrounded by beast skins were like primitive wild monkeys. He saw curiosity and hostility in the eyes of these two. "Die, those who block me!" A cold voice popped out from Ye Yinfeng's throat. He looked at the two primitive men blocking his body coldly.

With a "swish", Ye Yinfeng's eyes turned cold, but a primitive man raised the spear in his hand and stabbed him hard. The spear naturally did not stab at Ye Yinfeng directly, because he was still holding the fragrant Su Liuer in his arms. Suddenly, an unknown anger surged. Ye Yinfeng's feet slid, and his body swept like a breeze, and his feet kicked at the primitive man who was stabbing the spear like lightning.

With a "bang", Ye Yinfeng kicked the Primitive Man away with his kick, and the spear flew away. The Primitive Man's body fell heavily into the rocks under the horn of the mountain, and then remained motionless. Ye Yinfeng kicked in anger and knew how powerful he was. Even a giant beast, he believed that he would be kicked away by himself. Then he looked at the other Primitive Man whose face suddenly changed.

"Ah ha", what surprised Ye Yinfeng was that the kick he just now did not shock the other party, and the Primitive tribe member raised his spear and rushed towards him. Without any suspense, the Primitive tribe man was also kicked away by Ye Yinfeng, and the falling position was exactly the same as the first place. The difference was that Ye Yinfeng's kick cut off the spear in the hand of the Primitive tribe.

The mountain road was rugged but not difficult to walk. Ye Yinfeng, who had recovered his strength, rushed to the top of the mountain like walking on the ground. When he arrived at the top of the mountain, he saw a very wide square, with many primitive people sitting cross-legged around animal skins wrapped in leaves. These primitive people lowered their heads and lowered their eyebrows, and even muttered their words. No one noticed Ye Yinfeng's arrival. Such a strange picture was like a sacrificial activity.

Ye Yinfeng looked around the entire square and the primitive tribe members sitting cross-legged. He did not see Ling Tianyun and the one-eyed old man. When his eyes passed through the crowd and fell into the center of the square, he saw Ling Tianyun's figure.

He saw Ling Tianyun sitting cross-legged on an altar, and there were more than a dozen young men of the Primitive tribe on the altar. More than a dozen young men of the Primitive tribe and Ling Tianyun surrounded an old man shaped like a dead branch in the center of the altar. Ling Tianyun and the dozen young men of the Primitive tribe bowed their heads and lowered their eyebrows, as if they were in a deep sleep. What made Ye Yinfeng feel strange was that an invisible energy wave spread out from the altar, which should be said to be an invisible energy wave emitted from the old man like a dead branch. This energy wave gave Ye Yinfeng a familiar feeling, which was the energy wave formed by the scattered spiritual consciousness.

Ye Yinfeng immediately felt a bad premonition. The old man, who was shaped like a dead branch, seemed to have no good intentions and was performing a forbidden technique. He placed Su Liuer on a huge rock, then stretched out his right hand, and the iron sword without the edge was tightly held in his hand. He shuttled past the primitive tribe members sitting cross-legged and walked straight towards the altar. His steps were very light, and his breath was also put away by him.

When his figure came to the edge of the altar, a faint gaze suddenly fell on him. An inexplicable chill rose in his heart. Ye Yinfeng followed the gaze, but the old man who lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows suddenly opened one eye. A bad and warning gaze shot out from the eyes, as if warning him not to move forward.

He raised the iron sword in his hand, and Ye Yinfeng's body shot like a light. The iron sword slashed at the old man who was like a dead branch without hesitation. The sword light condensed with a faint sword energy. Ye Yinfeng's feet pointed from the edge of the altar, and his body turned into a stream of light. The iron sword lingered with a faint sword light, and the sword light slashed straight towards the old man sitting cross-legged. He knew that the old man was performing the forbidden technique at this time, and it should be the weakest period, so he cut out the sword without hesitation.

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Several afterimages were dragged out in the air, and the iron sword in Ye Yinfeng's hand turned into several sword shadows. The sword shadow once again slashed at the old man with a faint sword light. The old man's eyes opened showed a deep and vicissitudes of gaze. In that gaze seemed to be an endless dark hole, and Ye Yinfeng's gaze touched the gaze.
Chapter completed!