Hong Zijing, the leader of the Hong Sect, obviously calculated Ye Feng's temperament, and looked at Ye Feng with deep eyes that were sunken in, looking like he was determined to win.
"Okay, I'll enter the Ninth Heaven of Death," Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
"Ye Feng, don't mess around"
The White Tiger of the Huawu Organization guards the King of Hell slapped the table with his palm and shouted, "You don't understand the horror of the Ninth Heaven of Death. Everyone who died in it is a peerless genius of the contemporary era. You don't need to take risks."
"Yes, Mr. Ye, I can give you a data. In the past three years, a total of twelve powerful people in the divine realm have entered the ninth level of the God of Death. Six of the powerful people in the divine realm died before the third level of the divine realm, and five divine realm were in the divine realm.
The strong man failed to pass the fifth level of heaven, and the only peak powerhouse in the divine realm stopped in the sixth level of heaven. Mr. Ye, you are a smart person, you should know what this means."
Su Chen, president of the World Chamber of Commerce, reminded, "It is better not to try some things easily."
"Ye Feng, they are right. The Ninth Heaven of Death God cannot break through. Some of the levels cannot be passed by absolute power. We can find another way to solve Tang Yanqi's bloodline problems." Huawu Organization's Vermillion Bird Guard
Mo Qingyan's expression was solemn, afraid that Ye Feng would still insist on his own.
"What, Mr. Ye, you are afraid?"
Hong Zijing, the leader of the Hong Sect, gradually heard a vicissitude and intrigue. "It seems that the peerless and beautiful Young Master Ye is just like this. Young Master Ye can only watch his wife burned to ashes by violent blood, and he is helpless."
"Mr. Hong, you don't have to provoke me. I will go and explore the secret realm of the Ninth Heaven of Death."
Ye Feng clenched his fists slightly.
Of course he knew that there were many crises in the Ninth Heaven of Death, and he was afraid that ten deaths would not be alive.
But this is the best way at the moment.
After all, Xuanbingzhu is the thing of Hong Zijing, the leader of the Hong Sect. If the other party is unwilling to give it, Ye Feng will have no choice but to choose the path of a complete war with the Hong Sect.
Once you choose this path, countless forces will inevitably be involved.
By then, Chinese martial arts will inevitably fall into chaos, and this internal friction is the worst choice for China, which is now suffering from internal and external troubles.
On the contrary, as long as he breaks through the Ninth Heaven of Death, Hong Zijing has no reason not to hand over the Xuanbing Bead.
"Good Young Master Ye is indeed better than blue than blue. I look forward to Young Master Ye completing this unprecedented feat." The folds on Hong Zijing's face were completely hideous, and he looked extremely terrifying.
After speaking,
Hong Zijing waved his hand and a black hole appeared in the air.
The aperture is covered with dark light, which is extremely gloomy and terrifying.
"Young Master Ye, this is the entrance to the Ninth Heaven of Death God, please." Hong Zijing's breathing was a little rapid. This was his real killer weapon.
He had long known that Ye Feng would do whatever he wanted for Tang Yanqi.
It was precisely because he used this to make Ye Feng fall into the trap.
Once you enter the ninth level of the God of Death, Ye Feng will never come out alive.
By then,
Who can stop him from getting Tang Yanqi's bloodline
"Brother-in-law" Tang Ying's face was full of worry, and cold sweat oozed out of her forehead, and her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, fearing that Ye Feng would be in danger.
"Silly girl, don't worry, what the Ninth Heaven of Death can't stop me"
Ye Feng blew Tang Ying's perky nose bridge, looked at Tang Yanqi with a gentle look, and said softly, "I promised you that I will accompany you to see the vast country and the bright galaxy, so it will definitely not end here."
"I believe in you" Tang Yanqi stood on tiptoe and kissed Ye Feng's face.
Even if the Ninth Heaven of Death is terrible,
He believes this man will kill him
Ye Feng raised his lips, looked arrogant, looked at Mo Qingyan and Su Chen gratefully, and said, "This is my choice. I am confident that I can pass through this secret realm of death. Before I come out, I will protect me.
My wife and sister-in-law.”
"Ye Feng, you have to think clearly. The Ninth Heaven of Death God is changing endlessly and has infinite murderous intentions. Even if I am, I may not be able to break through." The White Tiger guards the King of Hell clenched his fists and persuaded him again.
Now Ye Feng has shown extraordinary talent.
As long as nothing unexpected happens, Ye Feng will be the mainstay of Chinese martial arts in the future, and may even support the sky of Chinese martial arts.
He really doesn't want such a character to die like this
"You can't do it, I can do it." Ye Feng smiled.
"Hmph, I hope you have this ability." The King of Hell glared at Ye Feng, and couldn't figure out where this man got his confidence.
"Be careful" Zhuque guarding her brows frowned, and she knew that she could not persuade Ye Feng.
Since that's the case, she can only choose to believe in this man.
“I will”
Ye Feng stepped step by step towards the entrance of the Ninth Heaven of Death God, and finally looked in the direction of Mr. Zhao, his eyes flashed.
With just a look, Mr. Zhao knew Ye Feng’s intention.
Mr. Zhao nodded solemnly. If Ye Feng had any accidents, even if he fought for this old bone, he would protect the two sisters Tang Yanqi and Tang Ying and prevent them from being hurt at all.
Seeing Mr. Zhao nodding, Ye Feng no longer hesitated. The purple gold pupils opened, and the purple-red aura blew like a storm inside. He stepped into the black aperture and entered the secret realm of the Ninth Heaven of Death.
Huh Huh Huh
As soon as Ye Feng stepped into the Ninth Heaven of Death, the leader of the Hong Sect smiled grimly, waved his big hand, and the aperture disappeared in place.
Then, a clear image contrasted in the air.
This image is the scene in the Ninth Heaven of the Secret Realm of Death.
Ye Feng was in the first level of the sky at this moment, and there was a fog that could not be seen clearly around him.
The people from all forces present watched Ye Feng enter the Ninth Heaven of Death, and most of them breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hehe, Ye Feng, this idiot, is too confident in himself. The Ninth Heaven of Death is a real purgatory. This is the absolute secret realm of death. Ye Feng is finished."
"When Ye Feng dies, who can protect Tang Yanqi, then we will divide the precious blood in Tang Yanqi's body together."
"Old Master Hong is really a clever plan. He can actually think of using the Ninth Heaven of Death to deal with Ye Feng, so that he can kill Ye Feng without any effort. It seems that the Emperor of Huaxia Night is time to replace him."
"I respected Ye Feng a little before, but now it seems that this is just a so-called disciple who is unknown."
"I heard that Ye Feng has many confidantes, and I don't know whose toys will become."
In the hall, there was a growing sarcasm for Ye Feng. Obviously, no one thought that Ye Feng could walk out of the Ninth Heaven of Death alive.
At this moment, Ye Feng's purple gold pupils were shining with a cold light. After entering the ninth level of the God of Death, he immediately felt a depressing aura.
"Is this a maze trying to trap me?" Ye Feng snorted coldly and walked straight forward.
He dares to enter the ninth level of the God of Death,