Supreme Medicinal God

Ye Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw the whole cave.

As depicted in the ancient book of Master Kongyue, in the center of the cave, a huge coffin lies on its back, which is more than one person tall. The coffin is made of bronze, and the shell is carved with strange and strange spells and patterns.

Because the age is old, the bronze coffin is eroded through the years, and the dark green patina left is simple, mysterious and strange.

What makes Ye Feng even more eye-opening is that there is a colorful tree growing on the coffin, and the beard under the tree wraps the coffin tightly like a long snake and plunges into the ground next to it.

The top of the tree extends to the top of the cave. I don't know whether it protrudes from the top of the cave or grows in the soil.

Ye Feng understood that it was not a big tree, but a beckoning streamer that was once carved out of ebony. The body of the tree was painted colorfully. After more than a hundred years, ebony actually grew roots.

Zhiming Shen's eyes swept away, and from the Soul Streamer, there were countless innocent souls, like waves of anger, rolling in it, and the bronze coffin was obviously made of some special material, and the mind could not enter at all.

Ye Feng was attracted by the huge coffin and the Soul Streamer, and then noticed that before him and the coffin, there were countless figures standing.

The closest to Ye Feng are three rows of stone statues with a height of one person. Together, there are more than one hundred stone statues. They are like terracotta warriors. They hold the sword handle in their hands and stand there motionlessly. They are like guards guarding the coffin.

After the three rows of stone statues, there are five knights riding stone horses, dragging long stone knives and standing quietly there.

After the stone knight, there are three guys in black robes, one with white hair in the middle, and the other two are middle-aged men. They look at Ye Feng together with a serious look.

The left-most middle-aged man is a thin man with tall cheekbones. He coldly said: "It really is you, Master, it is him. He defeated me with a flying sword last night."

The middle-aged man on the right is a fat man, and there is a smile on his face: "Senior brother, isn't it Feijian? What's so great, as long as we wake up the hero, killing him is as simple as killing an ant ."

Seeing that the fat man is so arrogant, Xiaobai yelled at him twice, don't brag, and bragging, I will bite you to death.

The old man in the middle looked gloomy. He looked at Ye Feng coldly and said lightly: "Little brother, you can get a flying sword at such a young age. It's gratifying. Our well water doesn't violate the river, why don't you live with us?"

Ye Feng looked serious: "I am not with you, but with evil spirits. You kill people and treat human life like a mustard. The owner of this house is just a business, but you kill the family. In order to resurrect your so-called hero, no matter what Kill five people to pay homage, if you are allowed to go down, I don’t know how many people will die in your hands."

The old man smiled and said, "Little brother, when a general is successful, his hands are not covered with blood, which country is not built on corpses and bones? Without sacrifice, there is no great cause. These people use their sacrifice to cast our great cause. , I am very grateful to them, but there is no way, I hope the little brother, can be more open."

"It's shameless to say that I'm justified in killing and killing myself. I don't change my face and heart. I really admire you, but this set of rhetoric doesn't work here with me. There is only one ending. You just obediently capture it, I leave you all Corpse, don’t let your gods disappear."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, the old man's complexion turned green, and the thin man said to the old man: "Master, I will say it. Don't talk nonsense to him, just kill him."

The fat man snorted coldly: "It's crazy, not just the flying sword, let it out to let your fat grandpa know."

Ye Feng sneered, his palms were gleaming with gold, a powerful sword gas condensed from his palm, a dagger-sized flying sword, crystal clear and gleaming.

The old man and the fat man showed a surprised look together. They always thought that the thin man said that Ye Feng Feijian was powerful, it was deliberately exaggerating, Ye Feng young green, how could he make Feijian.

In their investigation, the major ancient martial arts masters, most of the kung fu are around the pinnacle of congenital realm, not to be afraid.

And the original six ancient Wumen factions, only five major factions, strength loss is not small.

The ancient Wu factions, who had just held the Huashan Ancient Wu Contest, fought each other and suffered heavy casualties, which was a good time for them to start at this time.

Therefore, they rushed to perfect the blood of the Yin Sha, and after killing five people, they used their souls to honor the ancestor Jiu Sha, opening the altar and welcoming the resurrection of Ji Sha.

Unexpectedly, everything was under the control of the plan, proceeding step by step, the five souls had gathered together, and waiting for the following altar practice, suddenly Ye Feng appeared, destroying their bloody ghosts and discovering their secrets.

They set up enough organs to want to confuse Ye Feng and ambush. As long as they opened their altars and ended their lives, they resurrected the ancestor Jiu Shazhen, and nothing matters.

Unexpectedly, Ye Feng came so fast, all the organs, the nine-turn ecstasy array, the fourth-level beast black dog, etc., were in front of Ye Feng.

"Little brother, let me say one last time, we can make a friend, as long as we are used..."

Ye Feng sneered: "It's impossible, since ancient times, righteousness and evil have never stood apart, and I can never be friends with you."

A anger burst into the old man's eyes: "Boy, you really don't eat hard and hard, don't eat toast or drink fines, then don't blame me, your boy takes his life..."

The old man in black robe missed the words. The three rows of terracotta warriors closest to Ye Feng suddenly opened their eyes. The original stone carved pupils became dark, and the cold black light bloomed.

The stone figures pulled out the stone swords around their waists, more than a hundred stone statues, all murderous, turned their heads, looked at Ye Feng, and raised the stone sword to rush towards Ye Feng.

In front of more than one hundred ancient statue warriors, Ye Feng and Xiaobai and Ice Silkworm appeared weak, but Ye Feng and Xiaobai glanced at each other, and each person and dog did not show any fear.

Seeing Ye Feng surrounded by stone warriors, a sneer appeared on the old man's face. He had words in his mouth, his hands burst into a dark light, and he got into the Soul streamer, which attracted the ghosts in the Soul streamer. Breath, and sent out a scream of sorrow.

Ye Feng thought that the old man in black robe wanted to summon a monster to deal with himself, but found that the old man in black robe was opening the altar and wanted to borrow a stone statue to entangle Ye Feng, so he could hurry up and resurrect his ancestor Jiu Sha.

Although Ye Feng was not afraid of these samurai warriors, he was entangled and could not stop the old man in black robe from opening his altar. All his hard work would be wasted, and Xiaoliang's soul would be devoured by Jiusha real people.

(End of this chapter)