After listening to Feng Zhang's words, the unexpected expression on Feng Ting's face became more intense. On the spaceship crossing the desert of death, Feng Ting saw that Ye Feng had some fighting ability and easily subdued the maid at the fourth level of Shenwu next to her.

He supported a few moves in front of a strong man in the Martial King Realm, and jumped into the desert of death with him when the opponent was unprepared.

But these did not seem to prove how powerful Ye Feng was in combat. In Feng Ting's mind, a seventh-level divine martial artist could easily defeat Ye Feng, let alone her brother who sent several people along with him.

But the scary thing is that none of those powerful seventh-level divine warriors have returned, and they are all outside. Could this be Ye Feng’s doing?

No, Ye Feng once told Feng Ting that the reason why he was able to walk out of the desert of death safely was because he was rescued by an expert in the Martial King realm.

So, it is very likely that the person who killed these seventh-level divine warriors was the Martial King Realm master. This must be the case. How could Ye Feng, who is at the third-level divine martial arts level, have such strength?

Feng Ting had this in her mind and told Feng Zhang her thoughts. Feng Zhang was convinced and convinced of her sister's statement.

After all, he had never heard of a third-level divine warrior being able to wipe out a group of seven-level divine warriors.

Feng Zhang's face turned slightly ugly when he thought that the strong men he sent failed to bring back Ye Feng's head.

Soon, Feng Zhang came to the wing where Demon Yan was.

"Did you bring the heads?"

Mo Yan asked Feng Zhang.

Feng Zhang's eyes flashed and he said: "No, there is a strong Martial King standing behind this person. All the people I sent have been killed!"

After listening to Feng Zhang's words, Mo Yan's expression changed, and he said with some surprise: "Is there such a thing?"

Mo Yan was a little dubious. He didn't doubt Ye Feng had the strength to kill the assassin sent by Feng Zhang, but he doubted whether Feng Zhang had sent the assassin?

"Absolutely true!"

Feng Zhangdao.

"I believe in you, and I also believe that your Feng family is sincere in marrying our Heavenly Demon Sect."

Mo Yan said lightly that his status in the Heavenly Demon Sect was not low, and in some matters, Mo Yan could represent the attitude of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

After saying that, Mo Yan walked straight out of the room. Feng Zhang was a smart man, so he could naturally understand the meaning of Mo Yan's words.

However, he has no time to pay attention to this now. The Shenwu Conference is about to be held, and tomorrow, Feng Zhang will also go to the Holy Mountain.

The Holy Mountain is a holy place in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, where all previous Shenwu Conferences have been held. The Holy Mountain is ten thousand feet high, rising straight into the sky, covering a vast area, and is extremely majestic and spectacular.

Legend has it that extraordinary and holy beings once practiced here on this mountain peak, so there are many cultivation relics left in the mountain.

In the place where saints practiced, the artistic conception of cultivation left behind can be used for future generations to understand and practice, which can often achieve unexpected results.

Therefore, even in normal times, the Holy Mountain has powerful people from all over the eastern Taixu Realm coming here. There is an endless stream of people coming here, every day, in order to understand the artistic conception of the saint's cultivation in the Holy Mountain area.

Now, the Shenwu Conference is about to be held, and the Holy Mountain area is even more lively than ever. Powerful people from all walks of life have arrived in the Holy Mountain area and are stationed here.

On the one hand, you can wait for the Shenwu Conference to be held, and on the other hand, you can also improve yourself through the many cultivation relics on the Holy Mountain.

On this day, in the area at the foot of the Holy Mountain, a young man in white came here in a simple manner. Looking at the majestic ancient peak that was ten thousand feet high, a strange light shone in the young man's eyes. He was deeply attracted by the majesty of this mountain.

The shock came.

"What a holy mountain!"

The young man sighed. Even though the distance was far away, he seemed to be able to feel the wonderful power connected with heaven and earth from this mountain peak.

Naturally, this young man had traveled several days to reach Ye Feng at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

In the past few days, Ye Feng passed through countless teleportation formations day and night, and relied on his own flight to reach the place where the Xuanwu Conference was held, at the foot of the Holy Mountain.

This made him sigh at the vastness of the eastern part of the Taixu Realm. While he was on his way, she also vaguely knew that the area from Dayu City to the Holy Mountain was only a very small area in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm.

However, just this distance seems to be much wider than the Jiuyou Divine Kingdom. Because the teleportation range of the teleportation array in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm is much farther than the Jiuyou Land, Ye Feng's uninterrupted

The transmission still took several days.

One can imagine how far the distance from Dayu City to the Holy Mountain is. Because the journey is too long, Ye Feng looks a little tired at the moment, with a somewhat dusty and simple look.

"The Holy Mountain is the holy land in the eastern part of Taixu Realm. Brother, he must be an outsider!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he heard a voice coming from behind him.

He turned his eyes and saw a man and a woman walking towards this side. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful, both with extraordinary temperament.

The man looked to be in his early twenties, with a slightly resolute face, sharp edges, thick eyebrows and big eyes, which made him stand out.

Women are slightly smaller than men, with petite and exquisite bodies, fairer skin than snow, and delicate facial features, giving people a sweet feeling.

"I'm from Jiuyou."

Ye Feng responded calmly and did not hide his identity. Perhaps in the eyes of some strong people in the eastern Taixu Realm, the Land of Nine Nethers can only be regarded as a wild land without an owner, but Ye Feng still explained his origins as timely. He

Don't like hypocrisy.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the eyes of the man and woman condensed, and their expressions showed a bit of surprise. They did not expect Ye Feng to give such an answer.

Just as Ye Feng thought, the land of Jiuyou is just a wild and unowned land in the eyes of the strong people in the eastern part of Taixu Realm. The level of martial arts there is generally low. Even some people of Jiuyou don't know that Jiuyou

There is an even more vast Taixu Realm outside the secluded world.

In fact, before receiving the Divine Martial Order, Ye Feng was one of these people. At that time, he had not even heard of the Tiancang Divine Kingdom, Yuxiao Divine Kingdom, and Ten Thousand Demons Divine Kingdom belonging to one region.

It can be seen that the information about the people of Jiuyou is blocked.

"Then why did my brother risk crossing endless territories to reach the Holy Mountain?"

The young man continued to ask Ye Feng. There were so many people coming to the Holy Mountain to gain enlightenment, and there was an endless stream of them every day. The young man regarded Ye Feng as someone who could come to gain enlightenment.

"Participate in the Shenwu Conference."

Ye Feng responded truthfully and still didn't hide anything.

"You...Shenwu Conference?"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the faces of the man and woman. The girl's beautiful eyes flashed, and a hint of suspicion appeared on her sweet face, expressing doubts about Ye Feng's words.

Because Ye Feng said before that he was from Jiuyou, in the eyes of this couple, no one from Jiuyou was qualified to come to participate in the Shenwu Conference, so the girl was a little suspicious of Ye Feng's words.

At this moment, many people gathered at the foot of the Holy Mountain, including many around Ye Feng and the other three. They also heard Ye Feng's words, and many of them cast contemptuous glances at Ye Feng.

The Shenwu Conference is a martial arts feast for the people of the Shenwu Realm in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm. Those who can be invited to the Shenwu Conference are all geniuses with peerless appearance and absolute influence in their region. Who is this person?

Can I participate if I want to?

When Ye Feng came here, he did not deliberately hide his own cultivation. Many people present saw that he only had the cultivation of the third level of Shenwu. This level of cultivation was simply too ordinary.

In fact, the cultivation level under the Holy Mountain is relatively low. Would the Shenwu Conference really invite such people to participate?

Doubts appeared on many people's faces, and they doubted the authenticity of Ye Feng's words even more. Some even sneered, saying: "Shenwu Conference? Who do you really think you are? With a mere third level of Shenwu cultivation, I'm afraid even the Holy Mountain

Are you not eligible to enter any area?"

Ye Feng ignored those who were talking. He didn't want to talk too much, let alone show off. He just nodded to the girl in front of him and confirmed what he just said.

"Being invited to the Biology Conference, this brother must have a great reputation in the land of Jiuyou, right?"

The young man didn't believe Ye Feng's words, but he didn't show it deliberately and said to Ye Feng.

"I didn't pay much attention to it."

Ye Feng continued to say that he was busy practicing on weekdays and really didn't know what kind of position he was in the hearts of the people of Jiuyou.

"My little sister and I are also preparing to participate in the Biology Conference. My name is "Wen Yang" and this is my sister "Wen Yue"."

The young man's eyes flashed, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he introduced himself to Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng."

Ye Feng also reported his name.

"It turns out to be Ye Feng."

Wenyang smiled and said: "Since the three of us are all preparing to participate in the Shenwu Conference, why not go together!"

"good!"

Ye Feng nodded in response. He had a good impression of Wen Yang, so he agreed.

Then the three of them walked towards the foot of the Holy Mountain together.

"Is it possible for the third level of Shenwu to participate in the Shenwu Conference?"

After Ye Feng and the others left, many strong men around him were still immersed in an atmosphere of disbelief. Most of them were strong men at the sixth or seventh level of Shenwu, but none of them had been invited by the Shenwu Conference. Now that Ye Feng is at the third level of Shenwu,
Chapter completed!