Chapter 640

When Ye Feng was crazy, the aura that had just saved his life spun rapidly. Ye Feng was sucked into the aura vortex without paying attention. At first, he struggled to escape, but as the whirlpool of aura turned faster and faster, waves of sleepiness rushed to Ye Feng's heart. He resisted a little and fell asleep. The nine sword spirits saw this scene, and then threw themselves into the vortex with the fire sword.

At the same time, Qingyuan immortal and his younger martial brothers have just escaped the pursuit of a group of monsters and hid in the woods of the valley to recover their true Qi.

"I don't know what's going on in Jianzhou. Elder martial brother, do you think the Bai family will take the opportunity to attack us?"

"Are you still thinking about the wasteland?" Qingyuan immortal said with a gloomy face.

"Don't be angry, elder martial brother. That's not what you mean."

"How many people died in such a treasure land of cultivation in the past years! It's a great opportunity for you to follow me and experience here. If you don't cherish it well, you'll lose sooner or later!"

"What elder martial brother taught me is that I don't dare anymore."

As the younger martial brother said, he bowed aside and was about to find a place to practice for a while. A strong wind swept over the heads of several people. Then, the four elders fell in front of the people of Jianling gate.

"Hehe, the four ancestors came together. Shouldn't they be chased by some monster?"

"Qingyuan child, it's really you! You give back my grandson's life!" the Lei family's ancestor said, raising his hand with a palm. The cold Qi surged towards Qingyuan real person like waves lapping on the shore.

"Hum, people who are about to break through still think about the common customs. I really don't know how you got this cultivation." immortal Qingyuan counseled the Lei family's ancestor, bent his fingers and flicked a golden sword, which flashed in front of him, and the Lei family's palm power dissipated.

"Hum! It's not you who suffered before." Bai's father said in a deep voice.

"If I go through a robbery, now is the time for you to die. If any of you go through a robbery, I'm afraid you have to fight inside first?"

After Qingyuan immortal finished, none of the four ancestors spoke. He looked at the people present again and went away in the wind.

"Elder martial brother, none of the demons here can cultivate. The previous Tianjie was not three immortals. Who else would there be?" the predecessor of Ye Feng frowned and asked.

"That robbery looks fierce, but it may not be the robbery in the sky." when Qingyuan immortal spoke, Ye Feng flashed through his brain.

"Ah! But it's far more powerful than the God robbery we had in those years. If it's just the God robbery, we'll wait..."

"Is there such a fierce beast in the ancient world?" Qingyuan immortal said calmly.

On the small island in the sea, the traces left by the robbery lasted only a few days and were smoothed by the sea breeze in early spring. The aura that saved Ye Feng's life has condensed into a dark light spot, which is shallow buried in the beach, attracting countless fish and shrimp to linger around the island.

Ye Feng slept for a long time, and the spirit finally recovered. At one moment, he regained consciousness, but he couldn't feel the changes around him. Ye Feng thought it was because his body was destroyed, so he wanted to recreate a body for himself. But since he couldn't feel the surroundings and took it for granted, he couldn't control his aura. Ye Feng tried hard for a long time and couldn't create a body again.

The body is destroyed and the soul is trapped. Ye Feng can do nothing except wishful thinking. After a long time, the unbearable Ye Feng finally went crazy. He gathered his soul and bumped into the imaginary constraints.

I don't know how long it took, how many times it hit, whether he could get rid of the bondage, or even whether he was bound. Ye Feng hit aimlessly until a glimmer of light appeared in his consciousness.

Ye Feng looked for the light and flew all the way to find the exit in his heart, but no matter how long he flew, the light was always out of reach. At one moment, Ye Feng was ready to give up. He wanted to deceive himself that it was a dream. However, when Ye Feng had to believe that all this was just a dream, another "Ye Feng" appeared in front of him.

"It's you! Am I... Dead?"

"What's the difference?" the same voice, but in the tone of "Ye Feng", there are many helpless weak people.

"You are the afterthought of the creator, aren't you?"

"What about the creation God? In the end, it's not the same. Even your parents and sisters depend on your protection."

"Ling'er is very good now, and her cousin's offspring are also very rich."

"Since you wash away the cause and effect, they are not important to me. I'm here to tell you how to get the inheritance of my noumenon."

"You don't want it yourself, but tell me?"

"If noumenon is not tired, will it end itself?" "Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"In this case, forget it. I also have my own world to take care of, and I can't care about his many." Ye Feng said, bypassing 'Ye Feng' and continuing to fly towards the dark.

"The world is just an illusory projection, and even if it is true, don't you bring all the creatures in it from the ancient world? What's the point of deceiving yourself and others?"

"Whether it is meaningful depends on the state of mind. Otherwise, one day..."

Otherwise, one day, everyone will get tired and usher in their own end. But Ye Feng didn't want to say this, and he didn't want to say it. He just left "Ye Feng" and the inheritance of the whole world, and flew over to the world in his mind.

Ye Feng flew aimlessly for a quarter of an hour, suddenly stopped and smiled. In the next time, ten spirit swords, little hedgehog, Ye Li, Jinwu, Warcraft of the world, mountains and rivers, flowers and grass, and even the beaten snake appeared next to Ye Feng in turn. But Ye Feng didn't open his eyes until the world completely reappeared.

"Master, I'm afraid it's an epiphany!" said Bai Yao Jianling with a happy face.

"What's so good about epiphany? He used to be a bully. Now he has a headache and hates to die when he wants to speak ill of him... Ah ah!"

The fire was bad, so they went back to the small volcano and closed. The sword spirits also returned to their closed place later to perform their duties and take care of the world. Ye Li sent away a group of Warcraft plants, happily changed back to his body, and lay down beside Ye Feng. He was about to shut up and take a nap. A two foot long sword appeared in front of Ye Li out of thin air and poked on the tip of his nose!

Ye Li is Ye Feng's disciple, the first false immortal in the world, the uncrowned king of beasts, and his nose is Ye Li's lifeblood. It's good to be stabbed by a sword! At that time, he was furious and chased up the short sword. But the sword seems to have a spirit. No matter how hard Ye Li tries, he can't touch it. On the contrary, Ye Li will be poked if he has a flaw