All his shock and astonishment were naturally staged, and his acting skills were so superb that no one could spot the clues.
"This magical power is indeed terrifying. With my current strength, I can use it with all my strength to instantly solve the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm. It is really unexpected."
Ye Feng thought so in his heart.
He pointed at the kings and pretended to be shocked: "Two fellow Taoists, why did this man die so suddenly? Could it be that you took action?"
Hearing this, the two ancestors twitched their mouths.
They are in the Shattering Void Realm, and their strength is terrifying. With one slap, they can easily crush someone at the peak of the Divine Origin Realm to death.
However, it would be too difficult to silently kill a person at the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm without any injuries on the opponent's body.
At least, the two of them think they can't do it yet.
"No, we didn't take action." Ancestor Lingmiao was the first to speak, disassociating himself from this matter.
Ancestor Jin Ling was silent.
However, his eyes suddenly flickered and he looked towards the hardwood plains hundreds of miles away.
He knew that the skull and corpse of an ancient holy god was buried underneath.
Even if his true form comes in person, he cannot stop his remaining power.
"Could it be that the ancient Holy God took action?"
Ancestor Jin Ling's clone couldn't help but guess this.
The Piaomiao Sect is shrouded in great fortune.
All those who target the Piaomiao Sect will not end well.
But today, the kings of the Demon Temple died suddenly and died with their eyes open, which is definitely related to the ancient Holy God.
Thinking of this, Ancestor Jin Ling's clone was shocked.
He frowned, looked at Ancestor Lingmiao, and said through a message: "We'd better not continue to explore this matter."
"Why?" Ancestor Lingmiao frowned.
"Listen to me, that's right!" Ancestor Jin Ling's clone had a serious face and a deep voice, which made Ancestor Lingmiao stop asking.
The two of them looked at Ye Feng at the same time.
"Ye Xiaoyou, this person is a practitioner from the Demon Temple. How about we take his body away for you to prevent the people from the Demon Temple from using this as an excuse to attack you?"
Ancestor Jin Ling's clone asked.
Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, thank you very much!"
He turned to look at the three-petaled black flower hanging high in the air. One of the petals had already cracked.
This is the devil flower.
A top-grade spiritual treasure.
"So, what should I do with this spiritual treasure?" Ye Feng asked.
"This object is too dangerous. With your current strength, Xiaoyou Ye, you cannot grasp it. Let's take it away and suppress it for the time being, erasing the mark of the soul inside." Jin Ling Patriarch's clone said.
Ye Feng was silent for a moment and said: "Okay."
The Demonic Flower is a high-grade spiritual treasure. With its current strength, it is indeed difficult to control.
It would be safer to let the two Breaking Void Realm take him away.
"Little friend Ye, let's say goodbye first!"
The clones of Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling exerted their power at the same time, suppressing the injured Demon Flower with their own powerful pressure, then rolled up the corpses of the kings and disappeared instantly.
Everyone looked up and looked at the empty sky.
There, the two figures of the Void-Breaking Realm had long since disappeared.
"It was really dangerous just now!"
"Yes, fortunately there are two ancestors of the Shattering Void Realm who took action, otherwise, we might all be affected."
"Tell me, who silently killed the seventh great master of the Divine Origin Realm in the Demon Temple?"
"It's hard to say, it's hard to guess."
"I think he has been punished by God."
"Huh? I think so too!"
The guests present were talking a lot.
Ye Feng felt relieved when he heard this.
It seemed that no one suspected him.
Today's truth is destined to be a mystery.
However, when he thought of the Demon Temple, his eyes suddenly turned gloomy.
This force is very dangerous!
Ye Feng pondered for a while, showed a warm smile to everyone, cupped his hands and said: "Everyone, the enemy has retreated, keep drinking!"
"Drink, drink, drink!"
The guests present continued to eat.
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Hardwood plains.
Ancestor Lingmiao followed the clone of Ancestor Jin Ling with a blank expression and fell three hundred miles underground. Looking at the huge human skull, a look of horror suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"The corpse of the ancient holy god!"
Ancestor Lingmiao's body was shaken.
Ancestor Jin Ling had a serious look on his face: "Don't use your spiritual consciousness to scan, let alone use magic eyes like the Heavenly Eye to observe. Otherwise, we will be injured by the residual power of the ancient Holy God."
Hearing this, Patriarch Lingmiao's breath froze.
He looked at the clone of Jin Ling Ancestor with bright eyes, as if he was asking about the ins and outs of this matter.
"I have developed the Heavenly Eye."
After a long time, the clone of Jin Ling Ancestor spoke, "Then, I looked around in your spiritual kingdom and discovered this place."
Ancestor Lingmiao suddenly became awe-inspiring.
He held his breath and waited for the next step.
Just listen to the clone of Jin Ling Ancestor say:
"That time, I used my heavenly eyes to observe the corpse of the ancient holy god at close range. It was backfired and fell to the bank of the Liushui River. Then, guess what I saw?"
"What did you see?" Patriarch Lingmiao asked.
"I see that the Piaomiao Sect is shrouded in majestic destiny, with unparalleled holy power and endless potential!"
As soon as these words came out, Lingmiao Ancestor's eyes widened.
No wonder Ancestor Jin Ling values Ye Feng so much. It turns out that’s what happened!
Suddenly, Lingmiao Ancestor's eyes narrowed: "I understand! The Piaomiao Sect is shrouded in great luck, and the reason for this is because they are close to this ancient holy god, and the elders of the Demon Temple have evil intentions, so they are wiped out by the will of the ancient saint.
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"Well, I guess that's it." Jin Ling Ancestor's clone nodded in agreement.
"I see!"
Ancestor Lingmiao was suddenly enlightened and felt relieved, "Since the Piaomiao Sect has great luck, we don't need to worry. In front of the ancient holy god, the mere Demon Temple is nothing."
"Yes, if the master of the Demonic Temple dares to come to Piaomiao Sect to act wildly, he will definitely be killed by the will of the ancient Holy God." The clone of Jin Ling Ancestor said, looking very confident.
"Then, let's go!"
"Well, we still have to go back and erase the mark of the Demon Flower."
Whoosh!
The two ancestors disappeared instantly.
After they left, the eyes of the corpse of the ancient holy god buried deep in the ground, the two eternally burning flames, suddenly flickered, as if he understood their conversation.
"The luck is shrouded in...Piao...Piao Miao Sect?"
The strange syllables slowly spread underground.
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Demon Temple.
The masked Demon Temple Master appeared in the light, looking at the broken soul lamp beside him, and fell into deep thought.
Then, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to deduce.
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Piaomiao Sect.
The star rising celebration continues.
It wasn't until that night that people from all major forces left one after another. Before leaving, they all sent various blessings.
for example:
Head Ye will get into pairs as soon as possible.
Master Ye, married three wives and four concubines!
Master Ye, gave birth to eight children!
Hearing these blessings, Ye Feng's face stiffened.
in the crowd.
The eldest princess Lingyue's pretty face turned red when she heard these blessings from everyone. Then she glanced at Ye Feng's handsome profile from a distance. She suddenly felt hot all over her body and quickly lowered her head.
"Bah, these people are so unruly!"
She hurriedly walked to Ye Feng, left a peace charm, and immediately rose into the air and disappeared.
Ye Feng stood in Zongmen Square.
He raised his hand, looked at the fragrant peace charm in his palm, scratched his head, and felt a little at a loss.
"Lingyue has started giving me gifts, what should I do..."
Ye Feng was at a loss.
He was thinking, should he find an opportunity to reveal that he had no interest in the personal relationship between his children for the time being, and only wanted to develop the sect's lofty ambition?
"That's it!"
"Let nature take its course for this kind of thing."
Finally, Ye Feng ordered his disciples to clean up the sect square, and he returned to the main hall.
After putting away the peace charm, he sat on the recliner.
"Evil spirit, condense!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Feng made a secret with both hands.
A large piece of evil spirit floating in the void was attracted by him and turned into a vortex above the palm of his hand.
This is the evil spirit left behind after the kings were wiped out by the "Weird Curse", and it is very strong.