Chapter 393 Persian Royal Family

Eleven ghost guards in the air and five old men fought against the black sky and fell into a life-and-death battle. If there is a little carelessness, someone will fall. If you love to play and watch, come to Lewen. lw0.

And at this moment, a powerful aura rushed straight into the sky, pushing the sixteen people away alive, forming a blank field in the middle.

"So strong!"

Ye Feng was startled, and an old man in sixties walked out of the carriage slowly. He looked like a child with white hair and a ninety-year-old face.

Looking at his realm, he was only in the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm, which was the reason why Ye Feng was shocked. His realm was not as good as that of Elder Kuntong, but his aura was obviously stronger than that of Elder Kuntong.

"Let's retreat quickly, or our Persian royal family will be rude!"

The old man's tone was calm, but no one dared to doubt the old man's prestige. With this sentence alone, the ghost guard had no expression on his face, but Hei Luo's complexion changed drastically.

"call out!"

Hei Luo blew a whistle, and all eleven ghost guards suddenly came back, standing in a row on both sides of Hei Luo.

"I've offended you just now, seniors, please forgive me, but you have to be careful with this kid, I have already planted two ghost guards in his hands, you better be careful in the Persian royal family, why don't you just hand him over to us, from now on From now on, we will never bother you again!"

Hei Luo intends to be soft, hoping that the Persian royal family can take the initiative to hand over Ye Feng.

However, after Hei Luo said these words, he became more certain that there must be something shady about Ye Feng.

The will of the gods, except for the master of Daluo, no one knows. If people know, they will definitely try their best to get it.

"We, the Persian royal family, don't like your tricks, and obediently take your people away!"

Elder Su had an angry tone, and he was also the old man in Tsing Yi.

Hei Luo rolled his eyes back and forth, thinking of ways to capture Ye Feng if he was brought into the Persian royal family, it would be really difficult, but he was unwilling to give up.

Gritting his teeth, Hei Luo's eyes revealed a sinister look.

"Okay, since the Persian royal family has stepped in, we admit it, and hope that you can continue to be tough!"

Hero made another plan,

Let the Persian royal family take Ye Feng away first, and try to find a way to sneak into the Persian royal family and bring Ye Feng out quietly. Anyway, he has the ghost eye Nirvana mark on him, so he can find Ye Feng in a very short time.

After watching everyone leave slowly, disappearing on the wild grassland, Hei Luo then quietly followed with the eleven ghost guards.

Along the way, Ye Feng was very calm, and no one came to disturb him. He walked like this for half a month and passed through many big cities.

At night, Ye Feng was left aside and someone specially assigned to guard him. During the day, he was thrown into the carriage and bumped all the way.

In the past half a month, Ye Feng tried every means, and the ghost eye in his body showed no sign of wavering. As long as the ghost eye was resolved, Ye Feng could find a way to escape from the Persian royal family.

A few days later, countless buildings appeared in front of it, and finally entered the Persian royal site.

"Bang bang bang..."

As soon as he entered the city, there was a bang bang sound from a distance, and a neat team appeared to welcome the princess.

"Welcome princess!"

Everyone said in unison.

Soon, the two sides began to hand over. After entering the city, the royal guards took over and brought the princess back to the palace. As for the others, they returned to their respective residences.

As for old man Su and old man, they have been accompanying them all the time. They are guests of the royal family. After returning, they will perform their duties.

"Who is this guy!"

The man at the head of the Royal Guard was wearing golden armor, shining golden light, riding a tall horse, holding a spear in his right hand, pointing at Ye Feng and asked.

"We brought this man back on the road. Lock him in the gladiator's cell first, and we will take him away in two days!"

Elder Su said that they are all elders of Ke Qing, and there is no prison for prisoners, so they can only detain Ye Feng in other places first, and then ask Ye Feng after finishing their work.

"Yes, elder!"

The man in the golden armor was deeply afraid of the old man, with a very respectful tone.

The two sides began to exchange troops, but after a cup of tea, another army replaced Ye Feng and walked deeper into the street.

Looking at the streets, Ye Feng's eyes kept turning. It seemed that he was really a frog in a well. The prosperity of this Persian imperial city was beyond his imagination. On the contrary, he felt that even the famously prosperous Sioux City was less than one-tenth of it.

There is no sense of disobedience among all kinds of human beings here, and everyone gets along very well together. Various shops display a wide variety of goods, and some warriors walk around the streets swaggeringly.

These are not enough to shock Ye Feng, the main reason is that the warriors here are much stronger than what I have seen.

For example, it is also at the Tianwu realm. Ye Feng has seen it in other places, it is at most a medium level, and he can easily leapfrog the challenge.

But Ye Feng was deeply surprised when he saw the warriors at the Heavenly Martial Realm here. Their strength was much stronger than those he had seen. It seemed that there was some huge potential hidden in their bodies.

This kind of surprise is only fleeting. Although he is stronger than what he saw, there is still a big gap compared with himself. His strength is nine times or even ten times higher than the same level.

Passing through many streets, you will soon see a huge city gate, which is the core of the Persian royal family.

The team was divided into two groups again, one group led the princess into the royal family, while the other group led Ye Feng to the left.

For Ye Feng, it doesn't matter where he is, the most important thing for him now is to resolve this ghostly eye, which is the top priority.

After a stick of incense, Ye Feng was taken into the gloomy basement. He saw many young and strong men being imprisoned in the cells on both sides. Returning from the battlefield.

Opened an empty cell, threw Ye Feng in, and then the soldiers confessed and left the cell.

When the consciousness spread out, Ye Feng found that there were a total of twenty people imprisoned in this dungeon. The lowest strength was the early stage of Tianwu Realm, and the highest was the peak of Tianwu Realm.

Everyone exuded a strong murderous aura, especially the bulging muscles on their bodies, which reminded Ye Feng of a word, are they all gladiators?

In western countries, gladiators are popular, and nobles like to fight for fun. Many strong gladiators are trained to fight every day. Not only can they bring considerable income, but it is also a way of entertainment for some royal families and nobles.

The Persian royal family is close to the extreme west. There is a big difference between martial arts and Tianling Academy. Even races have great differences. Humans here are generally blond and blue-eyed, with strong bodies.

After Ye Feng was brought in, many people stood up and lay on the edge of the cell, looking at the not very strong man in front of them with a trace of mockery.

"Hey, who are you and why are you locked up here!"

On the left side of Ye Feng, a man asked Ye Feng with mocking eyes.

And Ye Feng turned a blind eye to it, and sat down cross-legged, ignoring the people around him, and began to resolve the ghost eyes.

Seeing that Ye Feng ignored them, these people started to roar, but they were trapped in a cage, and they couldn't do anything to Ye Feng.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Be honest with me!"

A soldier held a steel rod and knocked on the cell door. These people began to restrain themselves and sat back in their cells one by one.

After concentrating his mind, Ye Feng's spirit came to the inside of his body again, looking at the ghost eyes that were like dog skin plasters, tightly stuck to his body, showing a trace of sadness.

Ye Feng tried all kinds of methods, including fire and ice, all tried by Ye Feng one by one, but it didn't work.

Even Ye Feng sacrificed the Nine Prison Demon Cauldron to absorb the ghost eyes, but he was still powerless.

In the end, Ye Feng concluded an answer, only by killing the owner of the ghost eye, the ghost eye will disappear from his body.

But Ye Feng would never give up. Although he couldn't pull out the ghost eyes from his body immediately, after Ye Feng continued to wear them down, the ghost eyes seemed to have dimmed a little bit, but Ye Feng was also very excited.

"With the current progress, it will take at least two months to clear the ghost eyes. Do I have to stay in this dark cell for these two months?" Ye Feng thought.

There is no other way to go in front of him. Once he leaves the Persian royal family, he will be hunted down by Heluo, so he can only take one step at a time.

Among the Persian royal family, a carriage drove straight into a side hall, and four or five court ladies arrived in style.

"Welcome back princess!"

Tsitsinafu, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a beautiful blonde woman came out from the carriage, with a pair of deep blue eyes, as if she could see through the soul of a person.

"I'm tired, don't disturb my rest!"

The blond beauty simply said something, returned to the room, and continued on her way, not to mention that she only had the Heavenly Martial Realm, even if she was in the Immortal Martial Realm, she was a little tired.

And in the Persian Royal Palace, six old men filed in. It was the old man and old man who came back together just now.

"My dear friends, you are so lucky!"

On the main hall, sat a burly man wearing a golden dragon robe. It was the Persian emperor Hai Wuya. The Persian royal family had been passed down to him for the tenth generation, and each generation became stronger and stronger.

"These are things that a courtier should do, the emperor is too polite!"

The six old men said in unison.

"Aiqing, please sit down and tell me about this trip to Dia!"

Hai Wuya's tone was calm, not like the lord of a king, but he could sense terrifying energy from his body, this energy made the six old men below restless.

"Back to the emperor, things went well, the princess was successfully inherited, but our whereabouts seem to be known by the royal family of Diya!"

The old man frowned slightly.

"Then how did they react!"

Hai Wuya asked hastily.

"When we were about to leave the kingdom of Dia, people from the royal family of Dia found us and invited us to enter the palace for a banquet. Announce that you will marry the princess and become Diya's mother queen!"

Hai Wuya should be able to sense the resignation in the old man's tone. They had no reason to refuse at that time.

Then the six people talked a lot about the Diya royal family, and the power distribution of the Diya royal family. These are the issues that the Persian emperor Hai Wuya cares about. ()