Chapter 1,162 Fairy Holy Spring Ruins

A remote valley.

The spiritual energy here is thin.

The air was filled with a faint smell of burning. Looking from a distance, one could see that there were many active volcanoes still erupting all around, making the air extremely scorched.

"Can there be a fairy spring in this place?"

Ye Feng murmured, unable to help but doubt.

Still, he immediately began searching.

Half a day later.

Ye Feng stood on a cracked brown irregular boulder and looked around, but he couldn't find the fairy holy spring.

"It's not like he was poached by someone, right?"

Ye Feng scratched his head.

This area may not seem big, but there are really many volcanoes inside. There is some kind of fiery fire law in it that can interfere with spiritual consciousness, making the search extremely difficult.

"You have to ask someone."

Ye Feng released Shan Hanyu, handed over the missing jade pendant in his hand, and asked: "Hanyu, do you know where this jade pendant came from?"

Shan Hanyu held the jade pendant with missing corners and said:

"In my impression, this jade pendant was passed down from our ancestors. It has a history of many years. It was originally picked up by our ancestors when they went out."

"Where did you pick it up?" Ye Feng asked.

Shan Hanyu thought for a while and could only shake his head.

She didn't know about this kind of thing.

After all, it was too long ago.

"In that case, I have to spend some time researching the origin of this jade pendant." Ye Feng took Shan Hanyu into the misty world and stared at the missing part of the missing corner jade pendant.

"Yes!"

He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and placed the jade pendant between his eyebrows.

Powerful spiritual consciousness invaded it, allowing Ye Feng to feel another breath that had the same origin as the jade pendant.

"Here!"

Ye Feng felt something in his heart and flew over.

A distant valley.

This place is full of broken walls and ruins. It must have gone through a terrible battle. The aura of fairyland still remains in the mountain, and there are hundreds of them.

"A place where wars broke out in many fairy lands!"

Ye Feng touched his chin.

With a sweep of his consciousness, he found a nearby city, entered it, read through ancient historical books, and finally found the truth.

"I see!"

"Thousands of years ago, a war broke out in that valley. More than 150 immortals participated in the war, and the strongest ones were the three great immortals."

"As for the target of the fight, it is this jade pendant."

"It is rumored that the fairyland participating in the war is a cultivator who is besieging the Three Thousand Demon Realm! Good guy, isn't this the ancient saint of our China?"

Ye Feng clapped his hands.

After the war, the jade pendant was lost.

Only a chipped corner remains.

As for the strong men of the "Three Thousand Demon Realms" who were besieged by many fairy realms, they fled the scene and disappeared.

"It is said that the missing horn is held by Bianyang Celestial Immortal."

Ye Feng found this key figure based on the introduction in ancient books. He immediately emitted his spiritual consciousness and found the target figure in a cave in the distance.

Tear it apart!

Ye Feng tore apart the space and reached his destination.

In a quiet cave.

The sun shines.

A middle-aged Confucian scholar wearing a feather fan and turban was sitting in a rocking chair. There was a crystal ball in front of him, with a jade pendant sealed in it, shining with crystal brilliance.

"Your name is Bian Yang Tianxian?"

A cold voice suddenly sounded, scaring the middle-aged man in the rocking chair so much that he fell to the ground.

"You...it's you!"

Bian Yang Tianxian saw the face of the visitor clearly and was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, his eyes filled with madness.

"Can you escape?"

Ye Feng raised his chin, and the majestic power of the world surged out, suppressing Bian Yang Tianxian in place.

"Sir, spare your life!"

Bian Yang Tianxian knew that there was no hope of escape and quickly begged for mercy.

Ye Feng did not pay attention to Bian Yang Tianxian, but picked up the crystal ball on the table and saw that the jade pendant was missing a corner, so he took it out, and it happened to merge with Shan Hanyu's jade pendant with a missing corner.

"Well, we finally got it together."

Ye Feng smiled.

on the ground.

When Bian Yang Tianxian saw the complete version of the jade pendant, his eyes widened and he felt incredible.

"Why is this jade pendant in your hand?"

Bian Yang Tianxian was very shocked.

"What does it have to do with you?" Ye Feng's expression turned cold, "I heard that you also participated in the siege of the Three Thousand Demon World Holy Realm. So, don't blame me for being cruel."

Click!

Ye Feng broke the neck of Bian Yang Tianxian, and his powerful spiritual consciousness invaded the person's sea of ​​consciousness and obtained relevant memories.

"Five Saints!"

"They all come from the Divine Power Holy Land and the Martial Yao Holy Land."

"The strongest one is the Holy Lord of Wuyao Holy Land. He actually broke through to Tiansheng, but was severely injured by the siege and his whereabouts are unknown."

Ye Feng digested Bian Yang Tianxian's memory.

"No one from other fairylands who are chasing the Holy Lord of Wuyao Holy Land and others can survive!"

Ye Feng looked grim.

He stretched out his hand and fired more than a hundred terrifying sword energy into the distance, tearing the void instantly and killing into the distance.

An ancient sect.

The ancestor of Tianxian Realm is giving a sermon.

"Thinking back to those days, when my ancestor united with more than a hundred immortals to besiege three thousand demonic realms, he was so brave and invincible..."

The man kept talking.

His face was full of pride.

But, a change occurred!

A terrifying sword light descended from the sky and circled around the neck of the immortal, causing his head to rise into the sky, and the soul in the sea of ​​​​consciousness quickly collapsed.

boom!

next moment.

The man's body collapsed and disappeared into ashes.

High in the air.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth condensed, gradually forming a line of text.

"Kill my Chinese cultivators and pay with blood!"

Everyone looked up at this line of text, their eyes full of shock and fear, and they were all scared to shit.

All over the Tianlan Immortal Domain.

Hundreds of people in fairyland died mysteriously.

According to rumors, they were all killed by a sword energy falling from the sky, and they had no power to fight back.

Some people speculated that the one who took action was the Immortal!

Suddenly, Tianlan Immortal Territory was in chaos!

Countless practitioners are terrified.

…

High in the air.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground.

At this time, more than a hundred sword lights tore through the void, bringing back the original crystals and remnants of the fallen fairyland.

"Those who kill will always be killed!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

He looked down at the intact jade pendant in his hand, and was finally able to sense the more precise location of the fairy spring.

It is still the volcanic area before.

only.

With the guidance of the full version of the jade pendant, Ye Feng successfully found the space-time gap hidden deep in a certain volcano, passed through a brown light curtain, and entered another space.

This is an independent space full of fairy power.

This place is hundreds of miles round and very small.

But it is filled with all kinds of immortal medicines. If taken all of them, it will be enough for people to reach the peak of immortality.

Independent space center.

There is a cone-shaped earth mountain here, about a hundred feet high, with a dry spring at the top.

"Fairy Holy Spring!"

Looking at the dry spring, Ye Feng couldn't help but be surprised. There were five corpses lying around it.

"well!"

Looking at the faces and clothes of these people, Ye Feng sighed.

They are the ancient saints of Wuyao Holy Land and Shenwei Holy Land. They may have died due to excessive injuries.

"Huh!"

Ye Feng stared at the dry spring and immediately used the power of time to review the time and space of this area.

After a while.

The picture is replayed to a thousand years ago.

At that time, these five ancient saints were seriously injured and were sitting cross-legged in the fairy spring that had not yet dried up. They were preparing to absorb the spiritual power here, impact the realm and recover from their injuries.

However, a figure appeared out of thin air.

His aura was extremely terrifying, no less than that of Shi Jing, who was at the peak of the Immortal Master, and his eyes were full of indifference.

"Humph, die!"

This Immortal Lord made a ruthless move, killing the five saints in China and digging away the immortal holy spring that had not yet dried up.

Seeing this, Ye Feng couldn't help but clenched his fists.

"Who is this person?"