Chapter 1241 Immortal Essence and Blood

Just when Ye Feng entered this illusion, tens of thousands of spirits floated out from all around, swaying around Ye Feng, and the spirit attached to Ye Feng's body quickly separated, and also separated from those spirits. Come together.

Such a scene made Ye Feng feel a little at a loss. Outside, he was fighting for one soul, but there were tens of thousands of souls here. What kind of happiness was this.

After those spirits circled around Ye Feng three times, they floated towards the same place at the same time. Ye Feng had to follow behind to see what happened.

Following the flowing water under a small bridge and passing through a rockery, Ye Feng saw another scene. A pavilion was built here, and in the middle of the pavilion, a young girl sat, playing the piano gently.

"In autumn, the water is clear and the mountains are clear, the cicadas are at dusk, and the trees in Luoyang are singing with smoke."

"I feel so sad when I send you back home, but I also cherish the time to spend the cool windy day."

"..."

Every sentence is euphemistic and ethereal, as if it is telling someone, but also as if it is waiting for someone. It reveals endless loneliness and deep longing, making Ye Feng sink into it and be deeply attracted by the sound of the piano.

When the sound of the piano ended, Ye Feng woke up from this feeling. This sound can only be heard in the sky and can only be heard several times in the human world.

Ye Feng also knew the music of the piano, and even had the music score of Tianyin, but compared with the faint music in front of him, it seemed too cliché.

There is no impurity in the sound of the piano, and it seems to be able to heal people's souls. No matter how much hatred or murderous intention you have, they will all disappear after hearing the sound of the piano. This is the magic power of the piano sound.

"Dare you ask senior what you call me!"

Ye Feng straightened his clothes, took a step forward, and bowed very respectfully. This place was so weird. There was such a paradise in the immortal tomb, and there were even people living in it. This made Ye Feng completely lose the ability to judge this place.

"How much sorrow can you have? Once you leave, you will never come back..."

The woman raised her head and glanced at Ye Feng. A peerless face appeared. She was more beautiful than any woman Ye Feng had ever seen, even tens of thousands of times more beautiful. It made you dare not blaspheme or even look at her.

That kind of suffocating beauty disappeared in a flash, because her eyes were empty and dull, as if they were just a body without any consciousness, which made this beauty feel a little regretful.

Soon, the girl slowly disappeared,

The pavilion in front of Ye Feng became deathly silent, the music of the piano disappeared, the people disappeared, only the cold wind blew by, and even the spirits around him disappeared at this moment.

Ye Feng walked into the pavilion, and there was still a faint fragrance left there. But all this was just a shadow. This feeling of virtuality, reality, reality, and reality made Ye Feng unable to tell which one was real. , which one is illusory.

On the table in the center of the pavilion, there was a wine glass placed. In the wine glass, a glass of scarlet liquid was filled, exuding a monstrous aura. The girl just now seemed to be playing for this wine glass.

"Immortal Essence and Blood!"

Ye Feng immediately stepped forward and was almost knocked away by the terrifying aura. The wine glass actually contained dozens of drops of immortal blood, evolving into various forms in an attempt to prevent Ye Feng from approaching.

According to Ye Feng's understanding, the essence and blood of immortals are usually found in bones, or in a cave, or even underground.

It is rare to place it directly on the table like this. It seems that after someone died, he deliberately stored his blood and essence here, waiting for someone to come here and take it away.

Ye Feng's strength was low and he could not withstand the bursts of breath emitted by the essence and blood. This was the essence and blood left over from the death of an immortal. Even if his strength was not as strong as one billionth of his life, he was still an immortal, and could not be touched by mortals.

"Eight Treasures Pagoda, suppress!"

In desperation, Ye Feng sacrificed the Eight Treasures Pagoda and participated in the suppression. He wanted to suppress the violent energy of the immortal essence and blood, otherwise he would never be able to get close.

Sure enough, with the suppression of the Eight Treasures Pagoda, the violent aura was quickly suppressed, but it was not easy for Ye Feng to get close.

Feeling the suppression, the cup on the table shook violently, and even Ye Feng could clearly hear it, roaring like a wild beast, wanting to break free from the suppression of the Babao Pagoda and escape from this place.

"Lao Bai, come out and help suppress it together!"

Ye Feng sacrificed his clones, plus Mu Bai, all involved. With his own strength, he couldn't collect the immortal essence and blood at all.

"Boy, suppression alone won't work. You have to take the opportunity to leave your mark and use a two-pronged approach to subdue it. The essence and blood of the immortal contains the will of the immortal. If not, we will suffer backlash."

Mu Bai sent a message to Ye Feng. Suppression alone could only suppress the violent momentum, but would not have a substantial effect. The essence and blood of the immortal would not be collected by Ye Feng.

"I know, I will use the talisman to see if I can suppress it temporarily."

Ye Feng has realized that, like other treasures, it is obviously impossible to take it away directly. The first is to get the approval of the immortal essence and blood, and the second is to seal it to avoid things going wrong.

If Ye Feng fights with someone and the immortal essence and blood suddenly become violent, it will be very disadvantageous, and it must be absolutely foolproof.

With the addition of Mu Bai, the shaking frequency of the cups on the table quickly decreased. The existence of two infinite and near immortal weapons could completely suppress a real immortal weapon.

Ye Feng immediately formed a seal with his hands, and various talismans appeared, layer after layer, on the cup. These talismans had the power of suppression.

With the suppression of the talisman, the frequency of shaking of the cup decreased again, and it was no longer even noticeable. Only the breath of terror was brewing, as if it wanted to break away from the cup.

"Buzz buzz..."

The space began to become unstable. From the cup, a breath so vast that it could destroy the sky was released. The Eight Treasures Pagoda was directly blown away, and the killing sword was not spared. The clone was even blown hundreds of meters away.

And Ye Feng's body felt like it was struck by lightning. Like a kite with its string broken, it flew backwards and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What a horrible smell!"

Ye Feng's face turned pale. Even if there was only a little bit of the immortal essence and blood left, it was not something Ye Feng could contend with. Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng immediately stood up and approached again.

That terrifying aura was like a scourge. Ye Feng was unable to get close to the pavilion within a radius of dozens of meters. It seemed that it was blocked by an invisible layer of restrictions and could not get close.

"how so!"

There is a treasure mountain placed in front of Ye Feng, but he cannot get it. Immortal essence and blood are coveted by many people. I am afraid that even the Nine Tribulations Earth Immortal will rush to grab it when he encounters it.

This treasure is placed here. Ye Feng can only look at it and sigh. He has tried several methods but cannot pass through this layer of restrictions.

"Death's Scythe!"

A dark death sickle appeared. Ye Feng wanted to forcefully tear open this restriction, enter the pavilion, and collect it again.

Unfortunately, when the Death Scythe touched the restriction, it was completely sucked away by a strong suction force, and all the power of death disappeared.

Ye Feng tried all kinds of methods, but could not shake this powerful restriction. Even these restrictions, Ye Feng had never seen before.

"Do you want me to give up?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. If he gave up, he would really be willing to do so. But if he didn't give up, what would he do?

"Fight again!"

Ye Feng suddenly bit his lip, preparing to mobilize nine Dantian immortals to forcefully break the restriction. He didn't believe it. With nine Dantian immortals, he couldn't break the restriction.

Power like a flood rushed out from Ye Feng's body, releasing a torrential flame, like the return of the gods. Various Taoist thoughts were entangled in it, evolving into countless forms, and finally turned into a big golden hand, grabbing directly towards the restriction. .

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in the restriction, and the golden hand really worked. The arm circled around again, increasing the speed of tearing. It took a lot of effort to completely open the restriction.

"jump!"

Suddenly, a terrifying arrogance appeared and shot out from the cup. This was the will of the immortal. Ye Feng tore through the restriction and actually touched the will of the immortal.

That kind of will that despised the common people made Ye Feng unable to resist. His golden hand cracked inch by inch, unable to withstand the immortal's will.

"Crack!"

The big golden hand was torn into pieces and shattered directly. The torn hole healed quickly, as if it had never appeared before.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's body was blown away, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, dyeing his chest red.

"how so!"

Ye Feng looked helpless, was he really going to give up?

"No, I must not give up. Hongyue is waiting for me to rescue, and those innocent lives are waiting for me to avenge them. I must get this immortal essence and blood."

Ye Feng let out a shocking roar in his heart, stood up, and a more powerful aura appeared. Just now, Ye Feng mobilized nine dantian immortals, took a deep breath, and restored all the dantian immortals, ready to try again.

The Eight Treasures Pagoda, the Sword of Slaughter, and the Golden Spear of Thunder are all ready to go, ready to help Ye Feng to open all the restrictions.

"Open it for me!"

With a loud shout, this time the big golden hand became more substantial, like a real big hand, shining brightly, with lines radiating from it, like dancing fairy patterns.

The immortal patterns entangled in the big golden hand suddenly burst into light, tearing apart the restrictions easily. The big hand grabbed the cup directly as if there was no one around, and took it away forcefully.

"Ordinary people also want to collect my essence and blood, what a delusion!"

Just when Ye Feng was about to collect it, the will in the cup suddenly appeared, turning into a human face, showing a ferocious look, and a fairy law appeared, directly binding Ye Feng's golden hand.

Seeing the sudden appearance of the immortal's will, Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and it was too late to adjust.

"jump!"

The body was blown away again, and this time it flew farther, and he almost passed out.

And at this moment...

The talisman in the sea of ​​souls suddenly glowed with golden light, flew out directly, passed through the invisible restriction, and landed directly on the cup, suppressing it. Ye Feng was stunned by the sudden occurrence of such a thing.

"It's the talisman again!"

The surrounding restrictions disappeared, the cup stopped shaking, and the talisman became plain and plain, like an old yellow talisman paper, with only the palpitating lines as clear as above.

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