Martial God Space

Ye Xiwen immediately noticed that a lot of arrogant breath was passing through the void.

He opened his eyes of salvation and looked far away, and suddenly he saw thousands of miles away. Outside these thousands of miles, hundreds of tyrannical breaths were looming, traveling through the void.

And they are leading a master of the early long-lived environment of the strong and boundless.

This immediately attracted Ye Xiwen's attention. It should be known that although Ye Xiwen has beheaded a lot of existence of comparable sermons, if the existence of comparable sermons is rare, then the true master of sermons is even more There is no one in the world, and any master of the level of proficiency must enjoy the status of honor, cultivate a positive result, be extraordinary, and will not be easily dispatched under idle conditions.

Now it was actually shot by a master of authenticity, which made him a little strange.

But without waiting for him to think about it, these hundreds of masters have come to his side.

This is a lineup of hundreds of statues, and without exception, all are demigod peaks. Such a lineup can be called elite and tyrannical.

These are all the best among the local treasure monsters, but Ye Xiwen is not afraid. He runs the Tiandi refining tactics, and his breath is no different from the local treasure monsters.

He is also very clear that the treasure monster in Qihuangtian seems to be very angry about the fact that Qihuangtian is about to be opened once every 100,000 years. Every time the gap is opened, a large number of gods in the treasure house deep in Qihuangtian will spit out The thing that repairs the gap is the power of Emperor Qitian.

Therefore, it is very bad for outsiders. Using this, Ye Xiwen can easily penetrate into the depths of the Emperor's Heaven, and others will not easily choose to enter the depths of the Emperor's Heaven unless they have reached the Emperor's Treasury to spit gods. The angry Baoya made dumplings.

And these treasure monsters all look the same power, they are all dressed in bright yellow, and they are clever and well-equipped.

"Broken Dragon Family is doing business!" The leading expert of the sermon is quite proud of his words. Obviously, he is very confident in this Broke Dragon Family. No matter who it is, it is impossible to ignore the Broke Dragon Family, in the emperor's heaven, This name represents supreme prestige.

Ye Xiwen retreated a little, he was not afraid of trouble, nor would he easily cause trouble, especially in an environment where Qi Huangtian and his enemies were unknown.

"Great commander, and what he said, dare to stand in front of us, kill it!" Someone suggested later.

"Don't get out of the way, let me ask you, have you seen a seriously wounded fallen angel come here?" said the master of witness.

"No, I haven't seen it!" Ye Xiwen said, fallen angel, this time the Emperor Heaven opened, has anyone from the Demon Race entered it?

The master of the sermon frowned and looked up and down at Ye Xiwen, as if judging whether he was lying.

"Go, chase, she must not be allowed to run away!" said the commander coldly, "I will not believe it, how far she can run if I win!"

There was a bit of anger on his face, which made people escape from his own hands. It was a shame.

Ye Xiwen squinted his eyes. These people of the Broken Dragon family were looking for someone, looking at such a bad look, even the master of the certification level was personally dispatched. It was not a trivial thing to think about.

But these have nothing to do with him!

Just when the great commander didn’t know, Ye Xiwen had looked at them up and down with the eyes of salvation. They were all treasure monsters born of treasure, and none of them were really cultivated from artifacts. He was too much. Disappointed, all he wanted was the artifact, which was used to feed the Tianyuan Mirror. Otherwise, there would be no need for extra branches.

These people are not yet clear that they really walked out of the ghost gate, because Ye Xiwen was too lazy to deal with them, they could survive, otherwise they would have died in Ye Xiwen's hands.

These people have dispersed, fanned out, and searched out in a fan-shaped spread. Although the number is not large, they are all powerful, and they can't escape the scope of their search within 100,000 miles.

Soon, it has disappeared into the sky.

Ye Xiwen was about to leave. Suddenly, in the sky, there suddenly appeared blood stains with pale gold, sliding down drop by drop.

A petite figure fell out of the void.

"Ye Xiwen..."

The weak figure came from the petite figure and fell from the sky.

Less than half, Ye Xiwen, who was already fast-witted, was caught in the air, but I saw that this was a young girl of the fallen angel family. Her long gray hair hung softly on her chest, her skin beat the snow, and her delicate face was extremely pale. .

The corner of the mouth kept overflowing with light golden blood.

"Ling Fei!"

How Ye Xiwen could not recognize it was not Ling Fei who threatened to take him as a slave and asked him to take her to the human world.

Compared with that time, Ling Feiyomo was one or two years older than him at that time. Seventeen or eighteen years old, it was just the age of flowers. At that time, he was a little childish with a little fat, which is now completely Opening long is definitely a beauties that ruin the country.

But what makes Ye Xiwen strange is how Ling Fei came in. What's more important is that Ling Fei was hidden in the half plane just now, and he didn't even notice it.

This is more terrible than anything. Next time, if someone is so close to themselves again, and they are so unaware, this is the rhythm of death.

But at this time he could not care about so many, and quickly picked up Ling Fei. One arrow step had already appeared thousands of miles away, and another arrow step completely disappeared into the void.

Contrary to the direction of those people just now, if he didn't guess wrong, the person they were looking for might be Ling Fei.

Continue to stay at this time, in case they come back with a carbine, wouldn't it be that they were caught.

And as Ye Xiwen expected, the people came back with a carbine, and they returned directly.

"It really has something to do with the previous man. Damn, the blood was left by the fallen angel!" The great commander couldn't help but anger, and it was a real shame. He was actually brushed by Ye Xiwen and completely ridiculed.

Passing by in person without knowing at all.

"Sou, send me a message, search, you must find them, I want to smash them tens of thousands of corpses!" The commander said roaring.

"Lord commander, she is the one the second son wants, if it's killed, it's not good!" Someone reminded.

"Kill, now at the time of the crisis, this bitch even dared to steal the artifact. It must have been a spy, and it was just killing. The second son will blame, and naturally I will bear it!" The commander said coldly."Don't say anything, chase, be sure to catch up with them!"

These people suddenly chased in the direction of Ye Xiwen.

In a valley, Ye Xiwen fell down, the nose was lightly fragrant on her body, put Ling Fei down, stretched her hand against her back, transported the true element, and operated the Sky Phoenix Regeneration in her body. A moment later, the bitter white on her face faded a lot, and she began to be a little more ruddy.

"Cough cough!" She coughed twice, and a spit of blood spewed out, but it looked a bit more ruddy.

Ye Xiwen breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Ling Fei's injury was much better immediately after the blood spurted out.

After another moment, Ling Fei finally improved completely, which is also because the Sky Phoenix regeneration operation is performed outside the body. If Ye Xiwen, this injury will not take so long.

"Ye Xiwen..." Ling Fei shouted, then dropped his eyelids, fell into Ye Xiwen's arms, and fell asleep.

Ye Xiwen couldn't laugh or cry, the waste here was bold enough, and there was no vigilance at all.

However, he also knows that Ling Fei has consumed too much life force. Although Sky Phoenix Regeneration is good, every treatment will consume life force.

The whole valley was unusually quiet, so quiet that she could hear her breathless breath.

Ye Xiwen did not move, like a statue.

The night is sultry, the night of Emperor Qitian is the same as the outside world, the moonlight is scattered, it is full of treasure, and the power of Yuehua is also mixed with treasure and rules, which makes people have a whole body With an open and cheerful feeling.

'Crackling'

In the nearby campfire, crackling sounds from the burning branches illuminated the valley.

The cool white moonlight shone on her face, and the skin that was white as a fat itself even looked like a frost. Xuexue, and her red lips opened and closed from time to time.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and the jewels generally turned slightly with big light gray eyes and stretched out.

"I haven't slept so well in a long time!"

Then she turned to look at Ye Xiwen, faced with Ye Xiwen without any slight embarrassment, she looked completely familiar.

"Hey, do you want to explain why you are here?" Ye Xiwen asked.

"Hey, didn't you hear that Qi Huangtian was fun, then came quietly!" Ling Fei smiled, and smiled cutely.

"It's coming quietly, and you slipped out of Demon Realm again?" Ye Xiwen thought that the last time Ling Fei was just the practice of the Great Saint, he would actually escape from Demon Realm. Of course, in the end, he was brought back by his elders, But it left a very deep impression on Ye Xiwen.

The elder gave Ye Xiwen an unfathomable feeling, which was simply unmeasurably powerful.

"What is slipping out!" Ling Fei was dissatisfied, his mouth narrowed, and his thin white slender legs were pushed, as if to relieve the stiff muscles of the whole body."I came out of the fair and righteous way, these hundreds of years of boredom died, you do not come to me to play!"

Ye Xiwen was immediately ashamed, but he dared, if he really went to the site of the fallen angel of the Devil Realm to find Ling Fei, with his strength of fighting five slags at that time, it was not a mere slag in minutes.