Chapter 1775: Loss, Change of Plan

"It seems that she failed."

The Black Prison Warcraft sniffed Lan Ling'er's breath and could feel that her vitality was rapidly declining. If she did not receive treatment, she would definitely die in an hour.

"Now is not the time to talk about that."

Ye Feng's face was ugly. He pressed Lan Ling'er's back with one hand and poured the majestic life source into it, stabilizing Lan Ling'er's injury and then healing it.

Not long after.

Lan Ling'er let out a seductive cry and opened her bright and clear eyes.

"Master...Master, am I not dead?"

She stood up, felt herself, and found that all the injuries on her body were healed and her condition was back to its peak. She couldn't help but be excited, but soon, she stretched out her right hand.

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Millions of purple-gold auras emerged from the woolen skirt and turned into a three-inch long sword in the palm of the hand.

It looked full of potholes and dim.

"Guiyuan Sword...it doesn't work anymore."

Lan Ling'er was very sad.

Ye Feng took the Guiyuan Sword and found that it was seriously damaged and had no power at all. He couldn't help but be curious.

"Strange, what have you experienced? It stands to reason that as you can use the Guiyuan Sword Formation, your combat power is comparable to that of an ordinary ninety-two-level Immortal Emperor. Not to mention killing the king-level fusion, there is no problem in defeating him, right?"

He frowned.

Lan Ling'er stretched out a finger and touched the blue scales between her eyebrows, causing them to bloom with glow.

Mid-air.

A three-dimensional picture appears.

From Lan Ling'er's formation, to overwhelming the king-level fusion, to the counterattack from the Demonic Clan's nest, and finally her desperate escape.

Seeing this, Ye Feng frowned.

The Black Hell Warcraft on the side was equally surprised.

"The combat power of the Brood is comparable to that of a ninety-fifth-level Immortal Emperor at the ordinary level. It's strange, how can the Brood of the Demonic Clan be so powerful?"

The Black Hell Warcraft expressed confusion.

It's a pity that it can't come to the cosmic sea in person, otherwise, it can tear apart the mother's nest with one claw.

Ye Feng is doing analysis.

After a while.

"I understand. The mother nest is a single life that breeds the entire Demonic Clan. It absorbs a lot of energy. Its own energy is comparable to the ninety-fifth level Immortal Emperor-level cosmic sea fish. It can integrate the combat power of the entire Demonic Clan in a short period of time. , allowing itself to explode with combat power comparable to the ninety-fifth level Immortal Emperor level, but the disadvantage is that it cannot move."

Ye Feng learned the result and spoke out.

"It's a really powerful talent to be able to fuse combat power. Fortunately, the nest cannot be moved, otherwise, the little mermaid might not be able to come back!"

The Black Hell Monster shook his head.

"Indeed." Ye Feng nodded.

The mother nest cannot move, which is its fatal flaw.

From the beginning of its conception, the mother nest has been staying in the depths of the black sea, relying on the evil demons it has given birth to to protect its own safety, just like the mother queen of the Zerg.

"Yes, Zerg!"

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed.

The Zerg race is very rare. He has never encountered a powerful Zerg race in the twin universes. In today's cosmic sea, he has seen it.

The mother's nest is a huge reproductive machine.

The demonic tribe is its guardian.

Together they form a race.

Previously, because Ye Feng could not go to the Universe Sea in person, he did not know this and seriously underestimated the power of the Demonic Clan, which almost caused Lan Ling'er to die.

This made Ye Feng feel a little guilty.

"I have never suffered such a big loss. What a demonic clan. I must eradicate it!"

Ye Feng clenched his fists.

When he was enlightened and wandering before, his consciousness only roughly swept over the mother nest of the Demonic Clan, without knowing its potential dangers. Now, he must pay attention to the other party.

"Master, what should we do next?"

Lan Ling'er was a little panicked and blamed herself.

"You go back to my small universe to practice first. As for the Guiyuan Sword, I have to repair it, and even find someone to help me strengthen it, so that I can create the ultimate version of the sword array and exert it as powerful as the Hundred-layer Immortal Emperor. Combat strength.”

Ye Feng said.

"Senior, I'm leaving first."

"Well, go ahead!"

Ye Feng bid farewell to the Black Hell Warcraft, took Lan Ling'er into the small universe, and traveled alone in the starry sky.

"How to strengthen the Guiyuan Sword?"

He touched his chin and thought about the problem.

He is currently at the peak of the 82nd level of the Creation Realm and cannot yet create the ultimate version of the Guiyuan Sword.

"By the way, look for the Divine Sword Immortal Emperor!"

"This guy is a top expert in swordsmanship. With his guidance, I may be able to strengthen the Guiyuan Sword Formation. After that, I can continue to visit other people."

"For example, Star God King and Demon Moon."

"With their help, we will definitely succeed!"

Ye Feng thought so.

…

The top of Piaomiao Peak.

As soon as Ye Feng returned here, he glanced with his consciousness and realized that it was just early in the morning, and today was the day when the Immortal Fruit Conference was held.

"That's it!"

"After attending the Immortal Fruit Conference first, it's not too late to go find the Divine Sword Immortal Emperor and the Star God King."

he murmured.

An hour later.

The sun rises in the east.

When the sun shines on the earth, the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect go out one after another. Some are in front of the mountain gate to receive visiting guests, and some are handling affairs in the sect square.

Ye Feng walked to the square.

At this moment, thousands of disciples have gathered here.

"Master, good morning!"

The disciples bowed their hands one after another.

"Yes, morning." Ye Feng nodded, "Today is the annual Fairy Fruit Conference. Different from previous years, this year's conference has invited the masters of all the major forces in the universe. You all should be polite."

"Disciple, obey."

Everyone nodded.

Kitchen.

When Ye Feng came here, he found that hundreds of chefs headed by Li Jiaojiao were cooking. The huge and bright kitchen was filled with the aroma of various dishes.

"Hello, Master!"

A disciple noticed Ye Feng and quickly saluted.

"Uncle Master, why are you here?"

Li Jiaojiao was holding a fish in her left hand and a kitchen knife in her right hand. She looked very excited when she saw Ye Feng.

"Let me add some hard food to you."

Ye Feng took out a fish, placed it on the open space in the middle of the kitchen, and released the seal on it.

There was a "whoosh" sound.

This palm-sized tilapia expanded rapidly and became a hundred-meter-long fish in the blink of an eye. Although it was huge, it had no fishy smell. On the contrary, everyone could smell a refreshing fragrance from its body.

"What a big fish!"

"Its aura is so strong, it actually gives me the feeling of being faced with a fifty-level Immortal Emperor."

Many disciples exclaimed.

Ye Feng pointed at the tilapia and introduced: "This is a pure energy creature I caught from the cosmic sea. It is a fifty-level immortal emperor. The energy contained in its body is equivalent to hundreds of thousands of thirty-three-level immortal emperors. Today, You just use this big fish as the main ingredient of the banquet, do you understand?"

"Fish from the cosmic sea?"

"It's really the fifty-level Immortal Emperor level!"

The disciples were so shocked that they couldn't hear the second half of Ye Feng's words, and they all turned to stone on the spot.

"Take care of it!"

Ye Feng said no more, turned and left.

"Yes, we must complete the mission."

Li Jiaojiao was the first to come to her senses and quickly called on her disciples to deal with this fifty-layer Immortal Emperor Tilapia.