Chapter 1,219 The Collision of Space Forces

In fact.

Ye Feng felt that he and the ancient emperor had a grudge.

It's just that I can't tell where the hatred is.

Anyway, I just feel resentful.

"If you have a grudge against the Ancient Emperor's disciples, then you and the Ancient Emperor can be considered to have a grudge."

Yu Kong shrank his neck, a little worried.

"Ahem!"

Ye Feng touched his nose awkwardly and did not refute.

"Little friend Ye Feng, you have been here for a day. Which member of the Saint Peng tribe in our space have you fallen in love with?"

Yukong suddenly asked with a smile.

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat.

His purpose of coming was discovered?

"Everyone in the world wants to tame our Space Saint Peng. I know this, including little friend Ye Feng, and you are no exception." Yukong said with a half-smile.

Ye Feng remained silent.

He was thinking, should he just admit it?

But once he admits it, will he be beaten to death by Yu Kong?

"That's it!"

"I can't die, so what are you afraid of?"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng coughed and said seriously: "Indeed, I want to tame a space holy roc to help me enter the chief helm of the First Divine Sect."

"You are looking for death!"

Yukong glared at Ye Feng.

Even he didn't expect that Ye Feng was so crazy that he wanted to break into the First Divine Sect. Even he, who was at the tenth level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, didn't dare to do that!

"Hey, things are a bit complicated."

Ye Feng smiled.

His aura always envelopes the Ancient Spirit Immortal around him. If Yu Kong takes action against them, Ye Feng can immediately take the Ancient Spirit Immortal into the misty world to avoid his death.

As for Ye Feng himself, he didn't panic at all.

"However, it is not that easy to tame our Space Saint Roc clan. You need to pass the assessment of our Holy Island to obtain the allegiance of a Space Saint Roc."

Yukong said.

Hearing this, Ye Feng was overjoyed.

It turns out that it can be tamed!

But... what is the content of the assessment?

Ye Feng was very interested.

"The assessment is very difficult, do you plan to participate?" Yukong asked Ye Feng, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Of course!" Ye Feng nodded.

He checked and found that the location of the First Divine Sect's chief rudder was located in a gap in time and space and was difficult to find.

However, the Space Saint Peng family knows.

Tame one to get there.

"Little friend Ye Feng, what is your cultivation level?" Yukong asked, "Our space holy roc has a rule that it can only tame clansmen of the same realm."

"Heavenly Saint Realm!"

Ye Feng exudes his own aura.

"Impossible! Are you actually in the Heavenly Saint Realm?" Yukong stared, "Shouldn't you be close to the Hundred Tribulations Realm?"

"I... cultivate both body and law!"

Ye Feng no longer concealed it, the power of Qi and blood in his body exploded, giving people the feeling of facing the peak saint, and even the many space saints around him were surprised.

"It turns out to be a dual cultivation of law and body!"

Yukong nodded, "That's a good relationship. Your cultivation is considered to be the pinnacle of saints. There are only ten similar members of our Space Saint Peng clan."

"Ten... ten?"

Ye Feng was stunned.

There are only a few hundred members of the Space Saint Peng clan, but there are about ten of the Peak Saints. There is also Yukong, who is at the tenth level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm. They are really a race with terrifying talents and potential.

No wonder they can rule the dark dimension.

"All the tribesmen of the Peak Saint and above are coming here. Don't you want to compete? Now we have an opponent."

Yukong opened his voice and roared.

Thump edge thump edge!

Ten silver space holy rocs flapped their wings and flew high, landing around Ye Feng and Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord. They just lowered their heads and looked at the two people with disdain in their eyes.

Ye Feng felt despised.

A space holy roc pointed at the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord with the feathers on the tips of its wings and asked: "Ancestor, is this practitioner from the early stage of the Holy Saint want to challenge us?"

"So weak!"

"Only in the early stages of the Holy Sainthood."

Saint Rocs from other dimensions also shook their heads.

"Look down on me?"

The corner of Gu Lingxian Zun's mouth twitched. valley

Ever since he refined the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword Formation, he has yet to lose to an opponent in the Holy Realm.

"It's not little friend Gu Ling who's fighting you, but little friend Ye Feng." Yukong stretched out his huge wings and patted Ye Feng's head with a feather at the end.

"he?"

"Cultivation in the Heavenly Saint Realm?"

"wrong!"

"This little guy seems to be an individual cultivator. His energy and blood are as majestic as the sea, and he can stand shoulder to shoulder with us."

The ten space holy rocs present started discussing.

"Yes, it's me. How can I pass the test?" Ye Feng asked.

"Let's fight!" Yukong said, "You challenge ten holy peak space holy rocs. If you win, you can take one away at will. I will not object."

As soon as these words came out, the ten space holy rocs all laughed.

"Giggle!"

"Can this little guy beat us?"

They were all in disbelief.

"Let our leader challenge ten peak saints alone? This is too difficult!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord stared straight in his eyes.

Even if his combat power is fully activated and the power of the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword Formation reaches its peak, he still dare not say that he can deal with ten peak saints.

And the current opponents are the powerful Space Saint Peng clan, which is even more difficult to deal with.

"When will the fight start? I'm in a hurry!"

Ye Feng crossed his arms and looked around, "Are you going together, or are you going to fight in a wheel battle?"

"Ouch!"

"This little guy is very small, but he has a big voice. I like him!"

"The size difference between you is too big, it's impossible!"

"Asshole! I can turn into a human form, do you understand? It's just that I don't like turning into a human form!"

The Space Saint Peng present started to quarrel.

Ye Feng was surrounded in the middle, speechless.

Yukong covered his face with his wings, only revealing two eyes as big as stars, unable to look at these unruly and unruly tribesmen.

"Are you going to fight or not?"

Ye Feng roared.

The sound wave contained violent energy and blood power, and blasted around in an instant, causing the ten Space Saint Rocs present to stagger, their eyes full of surprise.

"Good guy!"

"It's a bit awesome!"

"Wagon on wheels or let's go together?"

"First fight in a wheel battle. If you can't win, then fight together!"

"good!"

"The human race is too small. We have to reduce our size before fighting, so as not to be unable to hit anyone."

The ten space holy rocs immediately looked up to the sky and roared.

Their bodies quickly compressed.

After a while.

The ten space holy rocs became ten meters tall, their eyes were full of sharp light, and every feather on their body shone with silver luster, like sharp swords.

"I'll go first!"

A Space Saint Peng who made a female voice took the lead, and with a flash of body, he came to Ye Feng, waved his heavy wings, and flapped hard.

Ye Feng immediately became serious.

"Wanjie Fist!"

As soon as he took action, thousands of fists hit him, causing the Space Saint Peng's wings to snap and dislocate.

"Oh, I don't know how to cherish the beauty and cherish the jade at all!"

The Space Saint Peng was in pain and flew out backwards. He suddenly flapped his wings and reconnected the dislocated bones.

"Go together!"

All the other space holy rocs rushed over, flapping their wings at the same time, instigating a fierce space storm that engulfed Ye Feng, making it impossible for him to escape.

"Competing with the power of space?"

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, stepped heavily, and ten thousand rays of space power exploded from his body, forming a tornado, wrapping him up and resisting the space storms of other space saint rocs.

"The law of ten thousand wisps of space?"

"This is the level of the first level of Hundred Tribulations Realm!"

"Ancestor, this kid is cheating!"

The Space Saint Peng clansmen all yelled, feeling that they had been deceived.

"There's no cheating. There are so many of you. Besides, little friend Ye Feng's legal cultivation is at the Heavenly Saint Realm. He can't perfectly exert the power of the laws of space. It doesn't count as bullying you."

Yukong yawned, feeling content.

On weekdays.

These tribesmen were noisy and kept him from sleeping peacefully. Now, it was a happy thing for Ye Feng to teach them a lesson.