"You let me join her and I'll give you the cultivation method of yin and Yang!"

After all the previous experiences, Ye Feng hated the five spirits. If it weren't for the great disparity in strength, he would have gone to work hard with them. In the face of a mere orphan of 100 nationalities, whatever your cultivation method! The mind moved slightly, and the surrounding aura immediately turned into a small thunder cloud and appeared on the top of Tianbao girl's head.

"Don't do that! I'm willing to recognize her as the Lord, can't I?" you Guang screamed and hid in the God body of Tianbao girl.

"If you say you recognize the Lord, you will recognize the Lord!" Ye Feng shouted, and the thunder cloud turned into a lightning dagger surrounded by lightning. Although it didn't look very big, the smell above was very terrible. Even the space prison was shaken full of cracks by it.

"Smelly boy! You don't care about my business! You return my autumn Lotus!" cried Tianbao again.

"Master, don't listen to its nonsense. As soon as I leave, it will have to take you away!"

"It won't! It promised to make an instrument spirit for me. Later, it will take me to the source to look for treasure!"

"Master! Don't be fooled by it! It says to be a spirit, but what treasure can hold it!"

Before Ye Feng's voice fell, the guy who claimed to be limited had become a scroll. Tianbao girl immediately injected soul power and recognized it as the Lord.

At this point, it's meaningless for Ye Feng to stop Tianbao girl. He took the cultivation method of yin and Yang, collected the Yin and Yang cylinders, and sent Tianbao girl to this world.

"Qiulian put me here first. When you feel it, you'll give it back to you."

Tianbao girl didn't speak. She took a playful look at Ye Feng and disappeared.

"Master, isn't she what the illusory projection said?" Qixia came out and asked.

"Our personalities have nothing in common. Is there any difference between them?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, restored the body and soul power to Qiulian, and flew forward with the soul power fully open.

The source is not too big. After Ye Feng released his soul power, he quickly found several barracks. Moreover, because all camps are at war, the other party didn't use soul force to explore or attack Ye Feng after he noticed him, so he came to the periphery of the nearest battlefield easily.

The two camps Ye Feng found this time have no inheritance of the origin world, but in both camps, Ye Feng feels a breath similar to Taixu Linghuo. Although we can't tell what it is, it should be a "confidant" of the five spirits.

Qixia knew that Ye Feng hated the five spirit gods and thought he would leave at random, but Ye Feng found a place far away from the battlefield and stopped.

"Master, won't we get into trouble here?"

"On the contrary," said Ye Feng, taking out futon and wine and vegetables, let Qixia serve him and drink.

"Do you mean that the real water is too empty to act rashly because it cares about them?"

"According to the God of fire, they are all together. Even if they really want to distinguish, they have to kill us first."

"Ah! What are we doing here?"

Ye Feng has only one purpose here. Delay time!

Ye Feng is a family of spirit branches. As long as the five spirit gods don't do it in person, others can't hurt him at all before they realize it. Although Ye Feng alone can't destroy any world, if he takes advantage of it and makes a mess, the "confidants" of the five spirits will never feel better. In case of another military laxity and psychological shadow, it will be even more difficult to compete with Ye Feng in the future.

So as long as Ye Feng is on this day, both sides have to be afraid of him, and it is even more impossible to fight with each other dead, waiting for him to make a profit. In this way, the primordial world and the Buddhist world can stand for a longer time without giving the five spirits an excuse to fight a scuffle.

Moreover, once he can endure until Amitabha leaves the pass or the phantom projection attacks, Ye Feng can also use these two camps to pick up some small bargains, and can investigate the strength of the two opponents in the middle. It can be said to be a good way to kill more with one stone.

"You apprentice really do your best," said the God of fire with a disdainful smile.

"Hehe, the God of fire is flattering. We practitioners are just good at using the power of Taoism. Compared with your strength, it's nothing."

"Playing heart and eye is also the circulation of Taoist power?" the God of fire asked curiously.

"Heaven has its way, man has humanity, and success or failure has its way. As long as we clarify the circulation and follow the trend, these are small things."

"A just cause has more help than an unjust cause?"

"Huoshen's words are right, and the old Taoist priest admires them."

"In that case, do you think the God should comply with this Taoist power, or continue to stand idly by?"

"Since the God of fire helped the spirit branch king, it has been in the circulation of Taoist power. It doesn't matter whether it adds fuel to the fire, that is, whether it's fast or slow sooner or later. It doesn't matter to stand idly by."

"As you say, the spirit branch King watched his God fall to a foreign land, which was also the circulation of Taoist power!"

"Hehe, if you take care of the villains, it seems that's really the case."

"You old bastard! Turn around and open your mouth! When I lose money, I'll break you to pieces!"

In the twinkling of an eye, Ye Feng has been sitting outside the battlefield for seven days. Both sides sent spies to check Ye Feng's strength. Ye Feng was not polite to them. He asked Huoer to kill their gods and "send" the remnant souls back to work.

Early in the morning of the eighth day, the two sides sent more than a dozen xuanjing experts to confront each other on the battlefield. Ye Feng felt that they existed and did not move. He continued to understand the means left to him. Huoer led a large group of attendants to join in the fun.

Both sides suffered losses in Huoer's hands. They were afraid of this seemingly harmless sword spirit. Seeing her watching the war with a group of spirits, they unexpectedly left their opponents and surrounded Huoer.

"Listen, little ones, whoever dares to get close to me within ten miles first, fight me to death! If you can't fight, blow yourself up to my aunt! Whoever kills the enemy, directly ask the master to improve his qualification after resurrection!"

After a group of spirits were defeated, they were tossed by fire, especially soul refining. It was better to live than to die! When Huoer said that killing enemies by self explosion could improve his qualification, they were like beating chicken blood, so he waited for the xuanjing opposite to send his head!

The two groups across the street have been fighting for two or three years, and there is a lot of resentment between them. As soon as he heard that Huoer wanted to catch the unlucky one and beat him to death, no one dared to touch the moldy head. Several people were left to guard Ye Feng. The rest made simple gestures and went back to recover their lives.

In the next few days, both sides didn't dare to get too close to Ye Feng. The creator gods of both sides observed for several days. They couldn't understand Ye Feng's intention. They watched him sitting outside the camp and had trouble sleeping and eating. Finally, they could only report the matter to their respective masters, but they only got three words - don't annoy him.