"The sound of the broken piano!" After a calm anger, seven buzzing sounds resounded through the sky, and even the stones on the ground were beaten by the sharp sound. Ye Feng felt that the whole world seemed to have suddenly entered the silence, and what was heard was not that sharp sound in his ears.

The harsh sound was a strange silence. No sound could be heard at this moment, as if it had suddenly sunk into the underground abyss, cold and quiet.

Ye Feng let out a painful cry and took a step forward without thinking to escape the strange sound as much as possible. However, he suddenly realized that a powerful soul body was constantly drilling into his body with the sharp sound, and the power of this soul body was

He is powerful and domineering, and Ye Feng has no way to resist.

"Take a house!"

In an instant, this word came to Ye Feng's mind, and the body that took over his soul was not an ordinary monk, but a monk in the out-of-body stage known as a great monk, because the soul of the Nascent Soul stage monk was not so domineering and powerful at all.

"The person who can force Zifeng to be fully exerted, and the qualifications of those who break the strings and zithers are absolutely extraordinary, and they are also qualified to let me take my body and reborn."

The powerful soul body rushed into Ye Feng's dantian without hesitation, and then the domineering alien soul power vented out to destroy Ye Feng's already weak soul, and then occupied the magpie's nest.

But at this moment, a small cauldron in the depths of the dantian rushed out suddenly, and became bigger in an instant, and then suddenly sucked this powerful soul into it.

The whole process was amazingly fast, and the soul in the out-of-body stage had no time to react.

"Is this the soul cauldron left to me by my grandfather Ye Duan'e?" Ye Feng was clear at this time and saw this scene. He did not expect that this soul cauldron, which usually hides like a stubborn stone, would attack this soul in his out-of-body stage when someone took over him.

Give it to the income.

“It doesn’t seem like this is the first time.”

Ye Feng vaguely remembered that when he was in the Rakshasa ghost land, he was also eroded by alien souls. Then, after he woke up unconsciously, it was like nothing happened. This is probably closely related to this soul cauldron.

At this time, the soul cauldron that had been uncontrollable actually slowly rotated above the dantian. Ye Feng noticed that every time the soul cauldron rotated, the soul of the out-of-body cultivator screamed and weakened a little, and an illusory energy was also sprayed out from the mouth of the cauldron.

In the illusion energy, Ye Feng's soul almost subconsciously rushed over and absorbed it in big mouthfuls. Even Ye Feng himself was surprised that he would subconsciously swallow this strange energy.

As soon as the energy entered Ye Feng's soul, Ye Feng immediately felt that the damage of his soul was recovering rapidly under the nourishment of this illusory energy, and the speed was hundreds of times faster than taking Tianyuan Pill.

After only absorbing several energy emitted from this soul cauldron, Ye Feng's soul damage was completely recovered, which surprised him. Moreover, as the absorption continued, Ye Feng's soul was completely damaged, he found that his soul was really fast and powerful.

A feeling of power flows through the whole body.

"I didn't expect that the function of the soul cauldron is to transform other people's souls into energy for yourself to absorb and strengthen your own soul. In this way, isn't your own cultivation speed faster than mine now?"

Ye Feng thought in surprise that the biggest reason for limiting monks to break through the bottleneck is realm, and most of the realm is about the strength of the soul. A powerful soul can comprehend some of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth and quickly break through its own bottleneck, while a cultivator with weak souls does not.

It is so easy to understand the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, so the cultivation level will not be broken suddenly. Now Ye Feng discovers that this soul cauldron can actually strengthen his soul, which is a powerful and almost heaven-defying function, how can he not be ecstatic?

As long as there are enough souls, Ye Feng can make a very rapid progress in a short period of time. It is definitely not an exaggeration to break through to the Nascent Soul stage within half a year.

At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Le Zifeng's figure appeared. At this moment, he was as embarrassed as he was ragged, and his body was covered in blood. He was obviously suffering great damage. At this moment, he fell from the clouds powerlessly, gasping heavily, and Jiaoweiqin in his hand

The seven strings were broken and swinging weakly with the wind.

Le Zifeng felt relieved when he saw Ye Feng's disappearing figure: "Fortunately, this person is dead. I didn't expect that this young man in the late stage of the Jindan was so strong. The casual Nascent Soul cultivator was not his opponent at all. If I hadn't been lucky enough to cultivate the external Nascent Soul, I would have died this time.

It's him, it's me."

Looking at the broken string zifeng's mouth in his hand, a trace of pain appeared. He sighed, and a wisp of the burnt-out zither at the chopped zither instantly turned into a stream of light and penetrated into his dantian. At this time, his Nascent Soul was sitting cross-legged and floating tightly in front of him. Then

A pure true energy spewed out and fell on the Jiaoweiqin to nourish the damaged part.

The Jiaowei Qin, who is the external star Nascent Soul, is actually part of the Lezifeng Yuanying. Now that the body of the piano is damaged, if the external star Nascent Soul is not repaired, the power of the external star Nascent Soul will definitely be greatly affected in the future.

"If the materials were not limited, the Jiaoweiqin could not be tempered into a powerful body, it would never be damaged in this battle."

Le Zhifeng was worried that Aige was damaged. After he came to his senses, he suddenly remembered that his disciples were now being swallowed by the weak water. It was a life and death period, and he was in urgent need of help from himself.

With his exhausted body forcing his thirsty body, the joy of the sect was about to save his disciples, but a familiar voice shocked him.

"The so-called sound of the broken string was unexpectedly hidden in the strings of an old monster who left the body, but unfortunately, the remnant soul of the out-of-body cultivator tried to take over the body and me, but unexpectedly, I refined it and became a nourishing substance for my soul, not only the soul I just received.

The damage has recovered and even the previous hidden wounds have been healed. It seems that the residual souls in the out-of-body stage should not be underestimated."

The earth trembled violently, and Ye Feng suddenly rushed out from the ground. At this moment, the aura he emitted was even stronger than before. His body was shrouded in the phantom of a three-legged cauldron. In this illusory cauldron, a face that made Le Zifeng very familiar with appeared in the illusory cauldron.

There were constant miserable screams in the cauldron.

"master!"

Le Zifeng suddenly exclaimed when he saw the face in the phantom. Didn’t his master sit and transform before Jiazi? Why did his soul appear on Ye Feng? Is it true that his master’s soul has been hiding in his Jiaoweiqin as Ye Feng said?

Le Zifeng is a smart person. He recalled the past. It seemed that one day his master had borrowed his Jiaoweiqin for a while before he sat in the procession, saying that he had done his last bit of strength to add power to this magic weapon.

"Is it because of the moves at that time that the soul was hidden in my Jiaoweiqin without knowing it?"

Le Zifeng stared at the gradually refined soul, his eyes flashed. He guessed that perhaps his master had sealed his soul into Jiaoweiqin after he sat in the process of transforming himself. It was not to keep a move when there was a great enemy in the future, but to take advantage of the right opportunity to seize himself.

Now I found that there was a boy in front of me who was more suitable for taking over the body than me, so I gave up on myself and took over the body more of others. However, I was not lucky and was trapped by a strange cauldron from this person.

"Master" Le Zifeng's voice was a little trembling.

The answer to him was a screaming roar: "Damn it, I should have taken you away long ago. Although there is a chance of failure, it is not as painful as today, and the soul is being refined and suffered from the pain of soul training. Ah! Ah! Ah!" The soul still in the cauldron screamed constantly, even though she still struggled.

Struggle, but all this is in vain. The soul cauldron seems to be born to restrain the soul. No matter how hard this soul in the out-of-body stage struggles, it cannot come out of it. It can only watch itself be refined little by little and then absorbed by Ye Feng's soul.

"I lost this battle." Le Zifeng's words revealed endless sadness and pain; "After today, the Immortal Lemen will be removed from the Immortal Cultivation Realm."

He looked at the disciples who were still struggling to resist Ruoshui, and then turned his head and turned away with a roar of unwillingness.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Master, you cheated on Zifeng so miserable."

The roar was filled with resentment, and it almost seemed to soar into the sky, covering up the sun and the moon.

Ye Feng didn't know what blow this Le Zifeng was, so he left his disciples and left with resentment as if he was soaring to the sky. But Ye Feng knew one thing, that is, the Immortal Music Sect had been destroyed by him now.

"Master, don't leave me and leave,"

"Help, help, who will save me?"

"You Zifeng, it is a shameless villain who abandons his disciples and ignores him when the disaster comes. You are not worthy of being the leader, you are not worthy of."

A stream of unwilling resentment came from these dying people, extremely miserable.

"They are all dying people, why bother to blame others? If you want to blame, you will blame yourself for being too weak, so weak that you don't even have a chance to escape." Ye Feng looked down at them coldly. Now Le Zifeng has left, and there are no masters in this small sect, although there are still many Yuanying.

However, the monk in the period had no harm to Ye Feng.

"Die!"

Ye Feng pressed the mountain at the Lexianmen with one hand. At this time, the soft water seemed to turn into an iron plate and screamed. The sound of his body explosion sounded crackling, followed by a smell of blood soaring into the sky, as well as tranquility, especially quiet, except for the sound of the wind.

Looking at the weak water stained with blood, Ye Feng flashed and jumped into it.

"The souls of these monks, as well as dozens of medium-sized spiritual veins here, and the wealth of this sect are all opportunities for me to enhance my strength."

If there is not enough murder, Ye Feng will be exterminated.

PS: Well, Xiaobiu admitted that she was a little dizzy after drinking today and wrote very badly.
Chapter completed!