Chapter 612: Holy Mountain

After hearing Feng Zhang's words, Feng Ting's expression of surprise became more serious. On the spaceship crossing the desert of death, Feng Ting saw that Ye Feng had some fighting power, and easily subdued the maid who was in the fourth level of martial arts beside her.

Supported a few tricks in front of the strong Wu King Realm, and jumped into the desert of death together with the opponent when the opponent was unprepared.

But these seem to be unable to prove how strong Ye Feng is in combat. In Feng Ting's mind, a strong man at the seventh level of Shenwu can easily defeat Ye Feng, not to mention that his brother sent several people there.

But what was frightening was that none of those experts at the seventh level of the divine martial arts had returned, and all of them were outside. Is this what Ye Feng did?

No, Ye Feng once told Feng Ting that the reason why he was able to walk out of the desert of death safely was because he was rescued by a master of the Martial King Realm.

Then, it is very likely that the master of the Martial King Realm who killed these seven-level Shenwu experts, it must be like this, how could Ye Feng, who is in the third-level Shenwu Realm, have such strength?

Feng Ting thought so in her heart, so she told Feng Zhang what she thought. Feng Zhang was deeply convinced, and he was very convinced of his sister's statement.

After all, he had never heard of a person at the third level of martial arts who could wipe out a group of experts at the seventh level of martial arts.

Thinking that the strong men he sent failed to bring Ye Feng's head back, Feng Zhang's expression turned slightly ugly.

Soon, Feng Zhang came to the wing where Mo Yan was.

"Have you brought the head?"

Mo Yan asked Feng Zhang.

Feng Zhang's eyes flashed, and he said: "No, there is a strong Martial King standing behind this person, and all the people I sent were killed!"

After hearing Feng Zhang's words, Mo Yan's expression changed, and he said in surprise, "There is such a thing?"

Mo Yan was a little dubious, he didn't doubt that Ye Feng had the ability to kill the killer Feng Zhang sent, but whether Feng Zhang sent the killer?

"It's true!"

Feng Zhang said.

"I believe in you, and I also believe that your Feng family is sincerely marrying our Heavenly Demon Sect."

Mo Yan said lightly that his status in Tianmozong is not low, and Mo Yan can represent the attitude of Tianmozong in certain matters.

After finishing speaking, Mo Yan walked out of the room straight away. Feng Zhang is a smart person, so he can naturally hear the meaning of Mo Yan's words.

But he doesn't have time to pay attention to these things now, the Shenwu Conference will be held soon, and Feng Zhang will also go to the Holy Mountain tomorrow.

The Holy Mountain is a holy place in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, and the previous Shenwu Conferences have been held here. The holy mountain is as high as ten thousand feet, straight into the sky, covering a vast area, extremely majestic and magnificent.

According to legend, this mountain was once practiced by an extraordinary and holy being, so there are many relics of practice in the mountain.

Where saints practice, the artistic conception left by them can be used for future generations to comprehend and practice, and usually can achieve unexpected results.

Therefore, even in normal times, the holy mountain has strong people from all over the eastern part of the Taixu Realm coming here, and there is an endless stream of people who come here, every day, in order to comprehend the artistic conception of the saint's cultivation in the holy mountain area.

Now, the Shenwu Conference is about to be held, and the Holy Mountain area is even more lively than ever before. Powerhouses from all sides have arrived in the Holy Mountain area and stationed here.

On the one hand, waiting for the convening of the Shenwu Conference, on the other hand, you can also improve yourself through the many practice relics on the Holy Mountain.

On this day, in the area at the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain, a young man in white came here in a simple manner. Looking at the majestic and majestic ancient peak, the young man's eyes shone with a strange light. I was deeply shocked by the majesty of this mountain.

"What a sacred mountain!"

The young man sighed, even though the distance was far away, he seemed to be able to experience the wonderful power connected with the heaven and the earth from this mountain.

Naturally, this young man was Ye Feng who had traveled a long distance for several days to reach the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain.

In the past few days, Ye Feng has passed through countless teleportation formations day and night, and only reached the place where the Xuanwu Conference was held, at the foot of the Holy Mountain, by flying himself.

This couldn't help but make him sigh, the vastness of the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, while he was on his way, she also vaguely knew that the area from Dayu City to the Holy Mountain was only a very small area in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm.

However, just this distance seems to be much wider than the Jiuyou Divine Kingdom. Because, the teleportation range of the teleportation array in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm is much farther than that of the Nine Nether Lands. Ye Feng's uninterrupted teleportation still took several days.

One can imagine how far the distance from Dayu City to Shengshen Mountain must be. Due to the long journey, Ye Feng was a little tired at the moment, with a somewhat rustic and simple look.

"The Holy Mountain is the Holy Land in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, brother should be someone from outside!"

As soon as Ye Feng finished speaking, he heard a voice behind him.

When he turned his gaze, he saw a man and a woman stepping towards this side. The man was handsome and the woman was beautiful with extraordinary temperament.

The man looked like he was in his early twenties, his face was slightly resolute, with sharp edges and corners, thick eyebrows and big eyes, very outstanding.

The woman is slightly smaller than the man, with a petite and exquisite figure, fair skin that is more than snow, and exquisite facial features, giving people a sweet feeling.

"I'm from Jiuyou."

Ye Feng responded lightly, without concealing his identity. Perhaps in the eyes of some powerful people in the eastern part of the Void Realm, the Land of Nine Nethers can only be regarded as a barren land without an owner, but Ye Feng still explained his origin as usual. He doesn't like hypocrisy.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the eyes of the couple were fixed, with a bit of surprise on their faces. It was unexpected that Ye Fengfeng would give such an answer.

Just as Ye Feng thought, the Nine Nether Lands is just a wild and uninhabited land in the eyes of the powerhouses in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm, and the level of martial arts there is generally low. Even some people from the Nine Nethers do not know that there is a vaster Void Realm beyond the Nine Nethers.

In fact, Ye Feng was this kind of person before he received the Divine Martial Order. At that time, he had never even heard of the Heavenly Cang Kingdom, the Yuxiao Divine Kingdom, and the Three Kingdoms of the Wanyao Divine Kingdom that belonged to one region. Pass. It can be seen that the news of the people of Jiuyou is blocked.

"Then why did Xiongtai not hesitate to cross the endless territory to reach the Holy Mountain?"

The young man continued to ask Ye Feng. There were so many people who came to the Holy Mountain to gain insights, and they came in an endless stream every day. The young man regarded Ye Feng as someone who could come to understand.

"Participate in the Shenwu Conference."

Ye Feng responded truthfully, still not hiding anything.

"You...Shenwu Conference?"

After hearing Ye Feng's words, surprise appeared on the faces of the couple. The girl's beautiful eyes flickered, and a bit of suspicion appeared on her sweet face, expressing doubts about Ye Feng's words.

Because Ye Feng said before that he was from Jiuyou, in the eyes of the couple, no one in Jiuyou was qualified to attend the Shenwu Conference, so the girl doubted Ye Feng's words.

At this moment, many people gathered at the foot of Holy Spirit Mountain, and there were quite a few around Ye Feng and the three of them. They also heard Ye Feng's words, and many of them cast contemptuous glances at Ye Feng.

The Divine Martial Arts Conference is a martial arts feast for the people of the Divine Martial Realm in the eastern part of the Taixu Realm. The people who can be invited to the Divine Martial Conference are all top geniuses who have a peerless appearance and have absolute influence in their own region. How can anyone participate if they want to?

And when Ye Feng came here, he didn't deliberately hide his own cultivation. Many people present could see that he only had the third level of martial arts, and this kind of cultivation was simply too ordinary.

Even, under the holy mountain, such a cultivation level is relatively low. Will the Shenwu Conference really invite such people to participate?

Doubt appeared on the faces of many people, and they doubted the authenticity of Ye Feng's words even more. A few people even sneered, saying: "Shenwu Conference? Who do you really think you are? A mere third-level martial arts, I am afraid that even the Holy Mountain The area is not eligible to enter, right?"

However, Ye Feng ignored those who were talking. He didn't want to talk too much with others, let alone show off. He just nodded to the girl in front of him to confirm what he said just now.

"Being able to be invited by the Biology Conference, this brother must have a great reputation in the Land of Nine Nethers, right?"

The young man didn't believe Ye Feng's words, but he didn't show it deliberately, and said to Ye Feng.

"I haven't paid much attention to it."

Ye Feng went on to say that he was usually busy with cultivation, so he really didn't know what position he was in the hearts of the people of Jiuyou.

"My younger sister and I are also preparing to participate in the biological conference. My name is "Wen Yang", and this is my younger sister "Wen Yue"."

The young man's eyes flashed, and then a smile appeared on his face, and he introduced himself to Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng."

Ye Feng also reported his name.

"It turned out to be Ye Feng."

Wen Yang said with a smile: "Since the three of us are all preparing to participate in the Shenwu Conference, why not go together!"

"good!"

Ye Feng nodded and said, he didn't have a bad impression of Wen Yang, so he agreed.

Immediately, the three of them walked towards the foot of the Holy Spirit Mountain together.

"Shenwu Sanzhong participated in the Shenwu Conference, is it possible?"

After the three of Ye Feng left, many strong people around were still immersed in an atmosphere of disbelief. Most of them are strong at the sixth and seventh level of the Shenwu, but none of them were invited by the Shenwu Conference. Seeing now, Ye Feng, the third level of the Shenwu, came to the Shenwu Conference, which made them very envious. More is doubt.