"Feier, I saw you hurt just now. Are you okay?"

At this time, Ji Ruyue came over and asked with concern.

Qin Menglan also looked at Ye Fei, with a worried look in her eyes.

"Mom, don't worry. I'm fine. I'm just slightly injured. Just have a rest." Ye Fei said with a smile.

"That's good."

Ji Ruyue nodded and then said, "Feier and Menglan, it's not easy for you to go back to the ancient martial world. Do you want to stay a few days?"

"Mom, I have something to deal with in the secular world, so I can rest here tonight at most and leave tomorrow."

Ye Fei wanted to stay a few more days, but he couldn't stay any longer because he thought that he would have to fight against Kowloon these days.

"Yes, mother-in-law, I still have work to deal with in the secular world. I can't stay here any longer." Qin Menglan also said.

"Well, since you are all busy, I won't force you to stay."

Ji Ruyue nodded and also expressed understanding.

Then ye Fei looked at Lu Qinghong again and said, "Qinghong, how do you arrange it?"

"Brother Fei, I'll go back to Jianzong with my father today and leave directly for Ninghai tomorrow." Lu Qinghong replied.

"All right, see you tomorrow in Ninghai."

Ye Fei nodded and left the ancestral land of Xuanyuan family with Qin Menglan and Ji Ruyue

……

In the evening.

The sunset glow reddened the sky and shrouded the sky.

Above the Pacific Ocean, a sea area.

Above this sea area, there is a half moon shaped island called "island of death".

In the middle of the island, a huge white palace similar to European and American style was built.

Outside the hall, there is a relief statue of the Mayan God, either solemn, majestic or fierce.

Leading to the palace are hundreds of stairs made of unknown materials.

At the gate of the palace, two men in silver armor stood upright.

The two men were tall and powerful, with cold faces. At first glance, they were not ordinary people.

At this time, in the palace.

Soft white crystals, spread over the stone pillars and ceiling, illuminate the whole space, sacred and majestic.

Thirty one chairs made of gold were cast on both sides of the hall.

However, at this time, only 11 men and women of different ages, shapes and clothes were sitting in chairs and chatting, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Wise God, is the king of the gods coming?"

A thin old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white robe and holding a crutch made of black crystal in his hand, looked at a man in gray clothes and elegant face.

The man said faintly, "God, please don't be impatient. The king of the gods will come right away."

When the other people present saw the grey man say so, they didn't say anything more, but waited quietly.

Just a few minutes later.

I saw that behind the curtain, a person suddenly appeared on the Throne made of a beautiful whole huge crystal, as if it had appeared out of thin air.

When this man appeared, the eleven people below suddenly felt a strong pressure to envelop the whole hall.

The eleven quickly got up from their chairs, put their right hand on their left chest, knelt respectfully on one knee and shouted, "king of the gods!"

"Get up."

A thick and dignified voice came from behind the curtain.

"Thank the king of the gods!!"

The eleven thanked respectfully and stood up.

After seeing the eleven people standing up, the people behind the curtain asked faintly, "have the ghost faced demon monk, burning heaven and magic bow come back?"

"Report to the king of the gods that the three of them have not returned."

The old man with white hair and Beard said in a hoarse voice, and then said, "the king of the gods and the ghost faced demon monk have left for several days, but no news has come.

So, my subordinates want to ask you, have they got any information? Can our plan be implemented? "

"Haven't you come back yet..."

The man behind the curtain gave a confused voice, like asking questions, like asking himself.

But soon, the hall was quiet again.

Because they all know that at this time, the king of the gods must be calculating again.

After all, the king of the gods can predict the future and predict what has happened.

A few minutes later.

The talent behind the curtain sighed gently and said, "the mission of ghost faced demon monk, burning heaven and magic bow failed."

"What? Failed?! "

A tall man, more than two meters tall, wearing a black waistcoat and revealing two strong arms, couldn't help crying out.

"Yes, Hercules, they failed."

The man behind the curtain whispered.

"Since they have failed, why don't they come back?"

The old man in White asked suspiciously.

"They can't come back."

The man behind the curtain said faintly.

"Can't you come back? What do you mean? "

Asked the mighty man.

"Hercules, don't you know that? The king of the gods means that the ghost faced demon monk, the burning sky and the magic bow are dead. "

The elegant looking man answered in a magnetic voice.

"The wise God is right. All three of them are dead."

The man behind the curtain said, with no emotion in his voice, no sadness or joy.

"Dead?!"

"How is that possible? Can it be said that they were killed by those old guys in China?! "

"But it's not right. They fought with those old guys 200 years ago. They should know their strength very well.

If they are really defeated, they should also run away. How can they die? "

Everyone present began to talk about it, which was obviously incredible.

"It was not the old men of China who killed the three of them, but the purgatory king." Said the man behind the curtain.

"Purgatory king?"

The white robed old man frowned slightly and said, "does it mean that the purgatory king really joined the ancient alliance?"

"Through my calculation, the purgatory king not only joined the ancient alliance, but even became the leader of the ancient alliance..."

The man behind the curtain paused and continued: "maybe that's why I can't predict the outcome of the war. Originally, the variable of purgatory king has begun from this moment..."

"However, the king of gods and the king of purgatory are at most as powerful as the dark and Dragon Knights.

Even if the magic bow is not his opponent, how can the burning sky and ghost faced demon monk die in his hand?

Can it be said that in this short time, the strength of the purgatory king has become stronger? " Said the old man in white.

"Yes, the power of the purgatory king has become stronger again."

The man behind the curtain calmly said, "moreover, according to my calculation, the strength of the purgatory king is not limited to this

Maybe he didn't do his best to kill the ghost faced demon monk, burning the sky and the magic bow... Maybe he used up to 60% or 70% of his strength to kill the three ghost faced demon monks... "

Everyone present was shocked.

They didn't expect that a boy they didn't care about before grew up so fast in a short time and killed their three gods in a row.

No wonder the king of the gods has repeatedly asked to win over this boy. Unexpectedly, his potential is really terrible.

The white robed old man looked solemn and said, "king of the gods, it seems that we can't wait any longer. We must implement the plan as soon as possible.

If we wait any longer, once the purgatory King grows up, it will also pose a threat to us... "

"God, do you think highly of that boy?"

A man in black armor, with a straight figure, a fierce face and a broad sword in his hand joked and said, "even if the boy has great potential and strength, how strong can he be?

In the face of our gods, he is not even qualified to fight with us. If I met him in the war, I would kill him with one sword. "

"God of war, I didn't say I was afraid of the boy. I just felt that our plan couldn't go wrong because of the boy." The old man in White said in a deep voice.

"All right, don't argue."

The man behind the curtain said, and then said, "as the God said, it's time to start our plan.

God, the chess pieces we arranged in China should also play their role... They didn't form an ancient alliance, so let them mess up... "

"Yes, king of the gods!"

The white robed old man held his chest in his right hand, looked pious and bowed respectfully.