When Ye Feng saw these Nascent Soul cultivators, his first thought was that these people were all remnants of the Immortal Le Sect. After all, it is impossible for a sect to stay in the sect at all times. There are always many disciples who would go out for a trip.

However, when Ye Feng looked carefully, he denied his thoughts. The aura of these people was obviously not from the Immortal Music Sect. Not only that, the aura of each of these monks was different. It seemed that they were not from other sects, but they looked like casual cultivators.

"Hey, my younger brother asked you, why don't you answer?" The Nascent Soul Cultivator frowned and looked unhappy.

Ye Feng's expression was as calm as usual: "I don't know what senior is going to ask me?"

Although he was calling out to senior, anyone could hear how disdainful the senior was.

Ye Feng's words were originally intended to arouse the anger of these casual cultivators, and then suddenly burst into pieces to kill these Nascent Soul stage cultivators, train their souls and seize treasures. However, unexpectedly, the monk who was about to get angry suddenly endured it for some reason, and his face did not show any anger. Instead, his tone became calm and he no longer felt arrogant.

"I just wanted to ask why the Lexian Sect suddenly became destroyed overnight. I saw that my little brother came here earlier than I waited again to find opportunities, so I was curious to ask." After the anger was reduced, the Nascent Soul cultivator even expressed his respect for his tone.

When Ye Feng saw the monk's tone, he actually showed respect, and the murderous intent in his heart disappeared a lot. After all, Ye Feng was not a bloodthirsty person, so he killed him when he saw the monk.

"I do know something about Lexian Sect. This sect was indeed destroyed a few days ago. However, I came here not to find any opportunity, but to look for someone."

"It turns out that the little brother is just looking for someone, but I am different from you. I came here to seek opportunities, so I won't bother you."

The monk said kindly, and at the same time he was secretly shocked. "I didn't expect that I would encounter this alternative here. A few days ago, this young man killed a mid-stage cultivator in the black market with one blow. He even offered 600,000 yuan of top-grade Yuan Ling Stone to compete with a woman for a treasure. Later, he couldn't buy it and directly attacked the woman and snatched the treasure. If I offended such a fierce person, I might not be able to survive today."

The monk obviously recognized Ye Feng, and it seemed that he had appeared in the black market before.

In fact, this monk not only appeared on the black market, but also grabbed a seat during the trading conference and was fortunate to participate in the trading conference. Therefore, he also saw the scene of Ye Feng killing a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk with one blow. However, the monk did not recognize Ye Feng at that moment, but fortunately he did not react slowly.

After a big greeting was already showing friendship, the Nascent Soul monk wanted to step into the lake and dig out the warehouse of the Lexian Gate, but before he could enter the lake, a calm voice sounded.

"You'd better not touch the lake. It's all my business if you die."

The monk's body trembled as soon as he heard this sound. His footsteps had just been lifted quickly and he quickly retracted them. At the same time, his eyes showed an incredible expression: "Little brother, just joking, this lake water looks normal, there is no danger."

Ye Feng didn't give any explanation, but his body soared to a mountain and sat cross-legged and quickly entered a state of meditation.

Seeing Ye Feng's ignorance, the Nascent Soul cultivator hesitated, thinking about whether he should give up the inventory at the bottom of the lake because he listened to Ye Feng's advice.

"Hmph, what danger can a lake have? Since the warehouse is below, what are you waiting for?" A casual cultivator snorted slightly, flew past the two of them and fell into the lake.

A ripples appeared on the surface of the calm lake, and then it returned to calm, and then it was as calm as before, as if the monk had no movement at all.

Some casual cultivators were curious and flew above the lake to see what was going on in the lake. However, they saw that apart from a clear and transparent blue lake and some broken things that sank into the lake, they could not find the casual cultivator who had just entered the bottom of the lake. Not to mention seeing that person, they could not even feel his breath.

Suddenly, a monk discovered through his spiritual sense that there were thousands of monks' souls standing cross-legged in the depths of the lake, as if they were breathing.

"Why are there so many unjust souls at the bottom of the lake? Could it be the disciple of the Lexian Sect? Huh? That's it." When the Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly saw a very familiar face among the group of unjust souls. The appearance of the unjust soul was exactly the same as the Nascent Soul cultivator who entered before.

Isn't that true? The Nascent Soul monk took a breath, his body quickly raised his body away from the lake as if he had encountered something terrifying.

"My fellow Taoists are about to retreat. This lake is strange and cannot be touched."

Before he could finish his words, another cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage landed on the lake. The cultivator was on the lake as usual, but he did not walk on the water as easily as before, but his body was strangely calm.

"What's going on in this lake?" The wandering cultivator screamed in horror. He tried hard to wield his true energy and wanted to fly away from the lake, but all this was futile.

The mysterious power contained in the lake not only made the entire body of this casual cultivator lose his true energy quickly, but even the natural power of the Nascent Soul cultivator to fly. No matter how hard he struggled to fly, his body continued to sink, as if he fell into a quagmire.

"This water is called Sanqian Ruoshui. It is born with a strange force. No matter who is standing on the lake, he will not float up. He will only be affected by the mysterious force in the lake and gradually sink into the bottom of the lake. No matter how hard you struggle, because this is a lake that can never float up."

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes, stepped on his feet and stood firmly on the lake, without a trace of sank to sink: "Of course, except me."

Ye Feng looked at the corner of the bottom of the lake and showed a smile. Just now, the injustice of a Nascent Soul cultivator was added to the weak water. The throughput of this spiritual energy increased a lot. It seemed that the spiritual energy in the spiritual vein would be absorbed soon, but Ye Feng was also very satisfied because

Dozens of medium-sized spiritual veins have differentiated the weak water of Ye Feng's two lakes twice and turned into weak water of the Eight Lakes, filling the entire valley where the Lexianmen is located.

"It is another great improvement to have so many lakes."

The weak water of Eight Lakes was something Ye Feng dared not think about before, because Ye Feng knew deeply how hard it was to condense weak water. Not to mention the huge energy of heaven and earth needed for this weak water, he was exhausted by breathing alone, and he probably had no time to practice. Fortunately, he obtained a magic trick, soul tempering and treasure refining technique, otherwise how could Ye Feng gather in a lake of weak water in such a short time?

"Hmm?" Ye Feng suddenly found that deep in the bottom of the lake, the breath of a monk suddenly flashed, and this aura made Ye Feng very sensitive. It was the woman in pink whom he was chasing.

"I didn't expect that I could reveal my breath for so long,"

Ye Feng gazes and raises his palm. The originally calm lake surface suddenly surges, with huge waves slamming towards the surroundings. The peaks suddenly collapse and shatter under the impact of this weak water, crushing into powder.

"Hiss!" The wandering cultivator beside him took a breath of air when he saw this inconspicuous weak water moving.

No wonder the Nascent Soul cultivator who entered before died silently. Judging from this momentum, even if a Nascent Soul cultivator comes with a dozen people, it is probably impossible to block the impact of the lake, because the power of each wave of the lake is comparable to the full-strength attack of a Nascent Soul cultivator. The waves hit the joint attack of several Nascent Soul cultivators. Which Nascent Soul cultivator can withstand this power?

Perhaps, monks who have cultivated the external Nascent Soul can resist it, of course, this is just maybe.

"I want to escape? Can you escape?"

Ye Feng's body burst out from the lake and directly rushed towards a mountain with his strong body. With a loud bang, a mountain peak was actually knocked down by Ye Feng. Then he saw him slapped the ground from the air.

"Boom"

The earth trembled violently, and an angry female voice came from the ground: "Why should I chase me without any grudges or grudges?"

"No grievances or grievances? Do you dare to say there is no grievances or grievances." Ye Feng's expression changed and roared angrily; "Have you killed a foundation-building monk in the Great Chu Kingdom four years ago? Have you plundered a girl?"

"Are you a remnant of the Ye family?"

The woman in pink exclaimed suddenly, and at the same time, a pink light rushed out from the ground and flew towards the distance without thinking.

"I said you can't escape."

Ye Feng waved his sleeves and the weak water that was originally surging, suddenly flew up and turned into a river to go straight to the sky. Ye Feng stepped on a wave and pushed forward quickly with the weak water, which was faster than the average flight speed.

"Oh my God, is this the person who destroyed this Lexian Sect?" A casual cultivator couldn't help but exclaim when he thought of something.

After seeing the power of the weak water in this lake, he had no doubt that the young man had indeed destroyed the strength of this sect.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that a lake of weak water had escaped from the river and turned into an angry dragon and rushed towards him and others.

"Damn it, what's your name? Now, I've been noticed by this person, but now I'm going to kill us to silence us." The Nascent Soul Cultivator who had seen Ye Feng's appearance in the black market cursed, and at the same time his body flew away quickly.

Some wandering cultivators also woke up and fled without saying a word.

"You know too much. Letting you talk will only cause me more and more trouble. For unnecessary trouble in the future, I will just kill you here." Ye Feng's cold voice came. He didn't want to kill these monks at first, but now these monks have guessed that this sect was destroyed by themselves. If this happens, they will probably let the monks traveling to Lexian Sect come to take revenge and add to Ye Feng's unnecessary trouble.

"Crazy"

The weak water immediately covered the sky above a monk's head, and then fell down like a dam breaking a dam. A scream sounded the wretched soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator was added to the weak water.

"ah!"

Another Nascent Soul Cultivator was pounced on by the weak water and died in an instant.

Then, the Nine Palace Pagoda, all the ghosts flew out, and screamed in the air for a few screams, and the four Nascent Soul cultivators disappeared without even leaving their bones. Ye Feng looked at the Nascent Soul cultivator who escaped first, frowned, and finally turned around and chased the woman in pink.

It’s not that he didn’t want to kill the last trouble, but he really couldn’t take it off. If he chased the monk, the woman in pink, would probably be escaped.

"Forget it, let him have his life."

Ye Feng did not have the idea of ​​turning around and killing the monk, but chased the woman with a faster speed with weak water.

"Huh! Huh!"

The monk who escaped by chance immediately gasped and subconsciously touched the cold sweat on his forehead: "Fortunately, that man gave up the idea of ​​killing me, otherwise I would have died in the lake like those casual cultivators. Fortunately, I have saved my life now."

Thinking of the scene where Ye Feng raised his hand to kill several Nascent Soul cultivators, he couldn't help but tremble. You must know that this young man only has the late stage of the Jindan stage. If he had Nascent Soul that day, he would not have been the king of the Nascent Soul stage. The monks with Nascent Soul appearance may not resist.

"What happened today must not be told, otherwise it will definitely cause trouble."

The monk made up his mind to not tell this matter, otherwise it would be bad if the young man found out that he came to silence him.

"Give up, you can't escape."

Ye Feng's eyes turned blue again, and his cold murderous intent locked the woman away. The distance between the two was getting closer and closer. This woman would definitely not be able to escape from Ye Feng's palm.

"If you kill me, my sect will never let you go. Can you, one of the elders and seniors of my sect with your late-stage Jindan cultivation? If you think so, you will be very wrong." The woman in pink shouted: "As long as you let me go, I can not tell what happened today, and at the same time reconcile with fellow Taoists?"

"We will never reconcile, because the hatred is too deep. Maybe I can't beat the elders of your sect, but killing you with my cultivation is enough." Ye Feng shouted coldly, and slapped out of the void with his palm. The huge force directly passed through the layers of atmosphere and fell on the woman in pink.

"puff!"

The woman vomited blood, her delicate body swayed in the sky, and her flight speed couldn't help but slow down.

"No, if this continues, you will definitely be killed by this guy." The woman suddenly took out a few communication jade talismans, then moved her mouth slightly, and then changed one direction and changed the trajectory of the flight.

"Is it useful to struggle before death?"
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