In the keepsake, there is a colorless black-and-white world. Black Aura will change into various shapes and float freely in the vast white field of vision. Being in it is like a dream without color.

Qixia knew that the black aura was difficult to deal with, and dared not let them get too close. She dodged all the way and flew forward slowly. After half an hour, the surrounding black aura, time and space suddenly disappeared, and Qixia was fixed in place!

"The spirit of the space device lost space. It was really stupid at once! It was fun! It was so fun!"

A voice like xuanming sword spirit suddenly appeared in Qixia's consciousness. But as the voice said, Qixia has lost the meaning of existence because she has lost the spirit of space. At this moment, she is like a tangible aura

"Hey! Girl, you are a human race. If you are willing to give up your identity as a tool spirit, you may be able to escape from the sky..."

Qixia was really a human race before she became a tool spirit. Although her level was not high, she was at least an immortal existence. After hearing the sound, the soul, which was always suppressed, recovered a little consciousness.

"There seems to be nothing in this nothingness, but in fact, everything in the world is derived from this. As long as your soul power is enough and you can realize anything, it can be called the road to heaven..."

Ye Feng has always attached great importance to soul power, especially after contacting Qixia, and even paid more attention to the cultivation of soul power than swordsmanship.

Qixia followed Ye Feng along the way and saw him turn over the danger and shock the world again and again with his soul power. She naturally attached great importance to soul power. Being dragged by the sound, he involuntarily released a trace of soul power and tangled with the white aura around him!

"No! That's... that's what I realized! No! No! No! No!! how long have I been suffering here! How long! How long..."

Accompanied by the wailing of yin and Yang, Qixia's soul gradually integrated into the white aura. The black aura disappeared before and appeared in the white aura again. They danced together, twisted, overlapped and differentiated, and finally turned into the image of that beautiful man, appearing in the bright white eyes

When Ye Feng took the keepsake back, it was the third hour when Qixia was swallowed. After listening to the stammering things, Ye Feng immediately left the ruins and flew to the celestial world.

"Fourth stronghold leader, what's the matter?" strange East asked tentatively.

"I don't know. That's why I'm in a hurry. Let's go!"

The sky star world must have killed mountains of bones and rivers of blood. This Kung Fu is asking for trouble when you go back! Moreover, Ye Feng was only caught by the spirit, which had nothing to do with the Tianxing world. Why did he run back in a hurry?

Strange East thought hard and didn't think about it. He ordered the spirits in the world to absorb the crystal stone with all their strength and fly all the way with Ye Feng. He soon passed through the disordered space and came to the periphery of Tianxing world. Far away, I saw Yutian and the ancestors of the human race struggling with the ancestors of the painted clothes and the beast race!

"Fourth stronghold leader, we can't rely on heaven and man to help us!" Ye Feng was about to go over to help, and the strange East grabbed him.

"There will be a battle between me and the painting clothes sooner or later. If you miss today, you will lose! Just take these and be more careful yourself." Ye Feng said, stuffed a large bottle of qinglingdan to the strange East, and rushed up with a fiery sword.

Painting clothes and Yutian have just started a war. Although Yutian's cultivation is far better than painting clothes, she is negligent in battle after all, and painting clothes is a real bandit. They have practiced many heretical means, and they fought at the same time.

The orc ancestors had long wanted to work hard. They chased the Terran ancestors all the way, using some desperate tricks. The Terran ancestor's scheming, how could he have the same insight with him at this point, dodging all the way, but he won the upper hand.

After Ye Feng appeared, he first looked at the war situation and went straight to Huayi with a sword.

It's said that Yutian was beaten by the painting clothes and couldn't make it work. The ancestors of the human race refused to do their best. In this way, once she was consumed too much by the painting clothes, the fool of the ancestors of the animal race took the opportunity to explode for her. It's hard to say who was exiled at last!

So now this Kung Fu is the most anxious time for Yutian. Seeing Ye Feng coming to help, he quickly waved a group of aura and protected Ye Feng. He was afraid that he would be slapped dead by the painting clothes!

"Take a break and I'll meet him." Ye Feng said and smiled.

Yutian can't take down the painting clothes, but he suffers from the means. If you can see the means of painting clothes, you have to deal with him, that is, waving. Said more carefully, dodged and retreated a hundred miles away.

"Your Excellency, how are you recently?" Ye Feng said, taking back all the Qi exerted by Yutian, which provoked Huayi to raise his eyebrows.

"Hum! Thanks to you, I can't go home now. I'm so sad!"

"People in the Jianghu live everywhere. You are an expert. You are a overlord everywhere. Why should you care about this broken world?"

"Listen, you've seen better!"

"I'm looking for it. If you're interested, we can go with you." Ye Feng said, pointing to the ancestor of the orc in the distance.

"Hum! You are so brave! You just don't know how to do it!" Hua Yi said, his anger reached the limit, waved his palm and rolled horizontally towards Ye Feng.

The painting clothes were hateful. Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless. He threw out the protection of chaos law first, and then cut out a common sword meaning. As a result, he met the real Qi of the painting clothes, and was shocked to fly back. Ye Feng couldn't dodge and was hit by his sword meaning.

Ye Feng's sword intention had no effect on himself, but the painting clothes didn't know these. Seeing that the means worked, waving was another aura and patted it on Ye Feng's head.

When Ye Feng was in disorderly villa, he heard a lot about painting clothes. He was just bounced off the sword meaning. He was not surprised. However, in order to paralyze his opponent, he pretended to be in a panic, played a large amount of sword intention, and his body flashed back more than ten miles towards the rear.

As expected, as soon as those swords touched the aura of the painting clothes, they immediately rebounded back and hit Ye Feng staggered

Master fight, between minutes and seconds. Painting clothes continued to use the rebound method, and Ye Feng continued to "suffer for himself". After more than a dozen rounds, Ye Feng's aura was a little erratic.

At first sight, Hua Yi wanted to kill him with his heavy hand, but it was hard to show too many means when he thought that Yu Tian was eyeing at the back. Simply received the mind and tossed Ye Feng wholeheartedly.

However, when Ye Feng was beaten after a hundred moves, he was still half dead. The painting clothes finally noticed a mistake and quickly took back his rebound rule. At a glance, it was actually mixed with a trace of Ye Feng's soul!