Wang Feng's eyes narrowed and he asked doubtfully.
Ye Muqing smiled and said nothing more. Instead, she pointed at Princess Leng Ling and said, "This girl is the disciple of the image stone I left behind!"
"The photo stone was originally given to you, but I accidentally ran into this girl. She has good qualifications, so I accepted her as my disciple!"
Wang Feng took a deep look at Ye Muqing's shadow, and did not ask any more questions. Instead, he followed Ye Muqing's gaze and nodded appreciatively: "You are indeed a good apprentice!"
Ye Muqing smiled and waved to Princess Leng Ling.
Princess Leng Ling's expression was reserved as she slowly walked up to Wang Feng. She felt uneasy when she thought that the person she had always suspected was actually her master's man.
"I have something to do as a teacher, so I can't teach you in person!"
"From now on, stay with your husband and he will teach you personally!"
Ye Muqing smiled, rubbed Princess Lengling's hair, and whispered.
"Yes, Master!"
Princess Leng Ling nodded and said obediently.
She could never have imagined that the master who was so magnificent back then was just a trace left by a shadow stone. How noble should the real master be?
What kind of existence should this person be who can become the master's husband?
At this moment, Princess Leng Ling couldn't help but feel a little curious about Wang Feng. In her opinion, the man who could match her master must be the only strange man in the world, who is unparalleled in martial prowess!
Ye Muqing turned to look at Wang Feng. She knew that her husband must have many questions in his mind. She thought about it and said, "If your husband wants to know everything, he must enter the Lost Battle Realm!"
Lost the battlefield?
Is this the Lost War Realm again?
Wang Feng's face was slightly startled. Last time, the Forest Prison Yan Long also asked him to enter the Lost Battle Realm. Now Qing'er said this again, what exactly is the Lost Battle Realm?
"What exactly is the Lost War Realm?"
"That is the only pure land in the world, and it represents hope!"
Listening to Ye Muqing's words, Wang Feng did not solve his doubts at all, but became even more confused. What hope did it represent? He opened his mouth and wanted to ask, but was interrupted by Ye Muqing.
"The Heavenly Underworld Clan are also being used. They are also pitiful people. I hope you will treat them well!"
Ye Muqing said something that Wang Feng didn't understand, and then slowly dissipated.
"we will wait for you!"
Ye Muqing glanced at Wang Feng with nostalgia and murmured softly.
"Qing'er!"
Wang Feng's eyes were red, and he reached out frantically to catch Ye Muqing, but he couldn't stop Ye Muqing from dissipating.
Until Ye Muqing's shadow completely dissipated, Wang Feng did not come back to his senses, looking completely lost.
After a long time, Wang Feng came back to his senses and kept thinking about Ye Muqing's words in his mind. He originally thought that the Tiandao Nether Clan invaded the Qiankun Holy World just to occupy a wider and more prosperous land. Now it seems that there is far more behind this than he imagined.
So simple!
It wasn't until this moment that Wang Feng truly understood how terrifying the enemy Ye Muqing mentioned was!
The Tiandao Underworld is a powerful race that can rival the entire human race. Its talents and qualifications are the best among many races, and it can be called the most favored race by Tiandao. However, even such a powerful race can be bewitched and used by others. So what is behind this
How terrifying should this person be?
No wonder even Qing'er, an unpredictable being, is so cautious!
A cold light flashed in Wang Feng's eyes. No matter who the person behind this was, one day, he would definitely put an end to it.
"Master!"
Seeing that Wang Feng had recovered a lot, Princess Leng Ling came to Wang Feng's side and said, her well-behaved appearance was completely different from the one who had questioned Wang Feng before.
"Your master is not here, I will teach you from now on!"
Wang Feng smiled and said to Princess Leng Ling, with Princess Leng Ling's current cultivation level, he would be more than enough to teach her, and no matter how bad she was, Li Xiaoyao and others would be there.
"Yes, Master!"
Princess Leng Ling responded obediently. If someone from the Hidden Sun Holy Dynasty saw this obedient appearance, they would probably be shocked.
"Xiaoyao, kill those people, I want to know the branch of the Killing God Pavilion!"
"If you dare to touch my mother-in-law's disciple, kill him and several branches of the Killing God Pavilion!"
Wang Feng looked indifferent and said without any emotion.
It's okay if you don't know him. Since Leng Ling is Qing'er's apprentice, he is his person. If he dares to touch his people, if he doesn't give Sha Shen Pavilion a few glances, do you really think that no one can cure him?
"Master, the Killing God Pavilion is very powerful!"
Princess Leng Ling looked shocked, quickly took Wang Feng's hand, shook her head and said.
"Don't worry, Master is also very powerful!"
"Since you are Qing'er's disciple, you are also my disciple. No one can let my disciple be wronged easily!"
Wang Feng patted Leng Ling's hand and said with a faint smile. His words were filled with extreme self-confidence and a kind of contempt for the world, which shocked Leng Ling's heart.
She... seemed to know why Master fell in love with him!
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Li Xiaoyao responded, and then under Leng Ling's shocked gaze, he instantly appeared in front of the dozen or so powerful men from the Killing God Pavilion. With a wave of his hand, the majestic power transformed into a big hand, killing these dozen or so powerful men from the Killing God Pavilion.
The strong hold on!
Even if the several dignified Saint Kings and the peak Saint Tribulation experts were seriously injured, they were beyond the reach of ordinary people. In front of the master's men, they were like ants who could be manipulated at will?
Master... who exactly is he?
Leng Ling was shocked. She looked at Li Xiaoyao and then at Wang Feng, her heart filled with doubts and curiosity.
"ah!"
The shrill screams came from the mouths of the dozen or so powerful men of the Killing God Pavilion. The soul-searching technique used by Li Xiaoyao made their souls feel as if they were being torn apart, making them extremely painful.
"Bang! Bang!"
A quarter of an hour later, the dozen or so powerful men from the Killing God Pavilion were crushed to pieces by Li Xiaoyao's giant hands. He flashed, appeared in front of Wang Feng with a calm expression, and said: "Sect Master, I just learned that
Three branches, the rest of their memories were destroyed by the restrictions in their souls!"
Li Xiaoyao's words shocked Leng Ling. He could freely explore the soul memories of the peak Saint King. This master's subordinates were probably powerful at the Saint King level, or even stronger.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for killing the powerful man from the God-killing Pavilion. You will receive a reward of 500 billion sect points and three random summoning opportunities for the primary level of the Holy Realm!"
After Li Xiaoyao killed the dozen or so experts from the Killing God Pavilion, Wang Feng's mind also rang with the cold voice of the system.
However, Wang Feng ignored the system prompts in his mind, nodded, and waved his hand, and several figures fell beside him out of thin air, which made Leng Ling slightly frightened. Could it be that the master was carrying a secret weapon with him?
Treasure?
Thinking of what Wang Feng said about the great power, Leng Ling no longer dared to underestimate Wang Feng. There must be something extraordinary about the master being favored by someone like the master.
As the princess of the Hiding Sun Holy Dynasty, although she cannot fully know the details of the entire Hiding Sun Holy Dynasty, she also knows that no one in the Holy World of Qiankun has a secret realm that can be carried around and can accommodate living people!
The secret realms that can be carried with them may be available to those top beings, but no one in the Qiankun Holy Realm owns the secret realm that can accommodate living people. At least she has never heard of anyone owning such a treasure.