The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 765 Dao Qing
"If you were in your prime, Ye would not be your opponent, but now you are just a wisp of ghost." Ye Fei said in a low voice, with an indifferent look on his face.

The ice world and the thunder world came out together, and the power of the two world veins had completely suppressed Wen Gan in terms of momentum at this moment.

With the help of the remnant spirit, Wen Gan condensed the power of the boundary veins, which already made Ye Fei a little impressed, but in terms of the power of the boundary veins, he can be said to have the upper hand.

"Hmph, this immortal will never lose."

"Melting soul!" Wen Gan yelled, the black tentacles occupying half of the sky in the middle of the sky became abnormally restless at this moment, and the aura emanating from it was constantly rising.

The warm and dry ghost world seemed to have gained half of its power, and suddenly it became much stronger. Under the power of Ye Fei's two world veins, it fought hard to be evenly matched.

In mid-air, Ye Fei frowned slightly, his spiritual consciousness stretched out, and at this moment he could clearly feel that the warm and dry atmosphere in the ghost world was slowly dissipating.

"The power of the last remnant spirit is integrated into the boundary vein."

"You won't last long." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he saw through that gentle method in an instant.

This is undoubtedly a desperate way of fighting. The power of the remnant spirit is extremely fragile. Once it is integrated into the boundary vein, it is destined to disappear in the end.

On the contrary, as long as he resists the power of the ghost world, he will be able to defeat Wen Gan, but the confrontation with the power of the world veins can be said to be extremely powerful for his own spiritual power consumption.

"You can't beat me." Ye Fei whispered, increasing the transmission of spiritual power in his body.

The power of his two realms is almost equal to that of Wen Gan's ghost realm at this time. As long as he persists for a while, the final winner will naturally be Ye Fei.

But at this moment, for some reason, Ye Fei felt a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart.

"Secular junior, this immortal asserts that you will die today." Wen Gan's voice was filled with indescribable firmness at this moment, as if everything was within his expectations.

With the passage of time, the ghost tentacles in the midair clearly felt scattered, and were slowly shattered by the force of thunder.

Wen Gan's voice was no longer heard, and even his breath dissipated. After he integrated the power of the remnant soul into the boundary vein, the ending at this time was already doomed.

"Give it to Ye Mou!" Ye Fei's complexion was slightly pale at this time, and the constant consumption of spiritual power made him feel very strenuous.

Even so, the aura in his eyes was still there, and he suddenly raised his hand and pointed towards the midair. The power of the two realms, the Thunder Realm and the Ice Realm, launched the final offensive under Ye Fei's control.

The situation fell like a mountain, and in just a few breaths, the black tentacles occupying half of the sky were already swallowed by the power of the two world veins, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Win, win!"

"Senior Ye is mighty..."

"A person who has already lost his morals dares to be called a fairy. It is really a pity to die." On the basin below, the disciples of the Yinmen all showed excitement on their faces at this moment.

Once this person dies, there will be no one in the treasure house of Tiangong who can threaten them. There is still a lot of time now, and there are obviously many treasures hidden in the treasure house. These people will definitely search again.

In the mid-air in the distance, Lan Fei, Ye Ling, and several family ancestors breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the black tentacles dissipate.

But at this moment, Ye Fei's expression was always dignified. He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something wrong. Penglai Guxiu was by no means a stupid reckless man.

That Wen Gan knew that if he recklessly fought the power of the boundary vein, he would end up with the collapse of the remnant spirit, but he still did not hesitate.

This point, until now, he still has some incomprehension.

"Could it be that I'm thinking too much." After Ye Fei thought for a moment, he felt a little uneasy all the time, and his spiritual consciousness swept out immediately, stretching towards the surroundings continuously and rapidly.

When his spiritual consciousness swept to the fairy gate in front of him, a gleam of light burst out in Ye Fei's eyes.

"The statue...

"Not good." For the first time, Ye Fei's complexion changed dramatically. His figure flickered, and his whole body showed afterimages. In the blink of an eye, he stood beside Lan Fei and the others.

At this moment, the closest ones to the strange sculpture in the distance are Lan Fei and the ancestors of the martial arts family, and just now Ye Fei's spiritual sense sensed that there seemed to be something in the sculpture that was slowly waking up.

That feeling shocked him unceasingly, the rare feeling of death lingered in Ye Fei's heart.

"Why, what's the matter?" Lan Fei was taken aback for a moment, apparently unable to react.

Tang Hao and the others around were also looking at each other at the moment, and their eyes fell on Ye Fei at the same time.

"You guys, step back immediately and stay away from that bluestone sculpture." Ye Fei didn't have time to explain at the moment, the spiritual power in his body surged out at the same time, and the power in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul was turned to the extreme at this time.

This is a sense of threat that he has never had before stepping into the world of martial arts. The thing hidden in the bluestone sculpture gives him the feeling that it is still stronger than the strong man who chased and killed him in the Hall of Fawang before. Much more terrifying.

"Well, Mr. Tang, Linger..." Lan Fei reacted extremely quickly, and the spiritual power in his body turned away accordingly.

She naturally had great trust in Ye Fei, knowing that the person in front of her would not say such a thing for no reason.

Under the leadership of Lan Fei, the patriarch of the aristocratic family in mid-air, as well as Lu Liang and Qinglong, all retreated nearly a hundred meters away within a few seconds, and the expressions on everyone's faces changed accordingly. Get serious.

In mid-air, after everyone had receded, only Lan Fei did not leave. The black blade in her hand flashed out, her face showing determination. No matter what she said this time, she wanted to face it with Ye Fei.

"Those who trespass on Penglai will die." In the sky, there was a cold and low shout.

Not far ahead, in front of the white fairy gate, above the bluestone sculpture, a dim ray of light soared from the top of the sculpture to the sky in an instant.

At the same time, a terrifying force of coercion, like a wave, swept in all directions, as if in an instant, it enveloped the entire treasure house of the Heavenly Palace.

"Fat, what happened?"

"This power is too terrifying, it's like the power of the sky..."

"Quick... retreat quickly, this kind of coercion, even if it is Yuwei, is by no means invincible to us."

On the basin below, the disciples of the hidden sect at this moment all showed horror on their faces. The dozens of people who were close to the front had no time to retreat, and spurted a mouthful of blood one after another, and fell to the basin to die.

In just a few seconds, out of the [-] elite disciples of the younger generation of the Hidden Sect here, one-third of them fell directly. Only those who reacted very quickly could barely save their lives when they realized something was wrong and backed away.

In mid-air, Ye Fei, who was closest to the bluestone sculpture, stepped back several steps in a row. After stabilizing his figure, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth at the same time.

"It was just the aura that killed one-third of the disciples of the Yinmen."

Obviously, the real murderous intent had just begun at this moment. Ye Fei raised his hand and stared into the mid-air after gathering his mind.

Not far ahead, as the beam of light receded, an old man wearing an ancient pattern Taoist robe, with a slightly thin figure, half white long hair, and a long beard at the corner of his mouth appeared in his sight.

The appearance of this old man seems to be the same as that of a bluestone sculpture, and his eyes are full of light, giving people a sense of calm and prestige.

"Who are you?" Ye Fei resisted the terrifying coercion at this time, looked into the mid-air far away, and asked in a deep voice.

At this time, the aura he felt from the old man was undoubtedly the strongest coercion Ye Fei felt when he stepped into the martial arts world.

The old man in the Taoist robe slowly lowered his head, and just glanced at Ye Fei, which made him feel that the spiritual power in his body seemed to be sealed instantly, and his figure was fixed in midair.

"My lord, Daoqing."

"Trespassing in Penglai, are you guilty?" The old man's voice was low, with a tendency that people dare not refute. His sharp eyes seemed to see through everything about Ye Fei.

Compared with Wen Gan before, the appearance of this old man is the real suppression of the audience.

The disciples of the Hidden Sect below lost one-third, and Lan Fei and the others in mid-air were also pale, and the spiritual power in their bodies was completely suppressed.

In the middle of the sky at this time, Ye Fei's face was solemn. In front of this old man, not only the spiritual power in his body, but also his spiritual consciousness and the power of Qi and blood were completely suppressed.

Ye Fei at this moment is almost no different from an ordinary person.

"It's not a residual spirit, this person is an entity!"

"Penglai Guxiu, how could it be possible to live until now..." Ye Fei kept thinking in his mind at this time, trying to find a trace of strength to resist, but he couldn't find half of it.

Spiritual power, spiritual consciousness, and even the source of the witch body hidden in his blood can't be condensed at this moment.

In the mid-air ahead, the old man named Dao Qing slowly raised his arm at this time, and a faint light condensed on the fingertips, pointing to the place where Ye Fei was standing.

"My lord, I give you the death penalty."

"The soul is scattered, the Tao is gone." The old man was expressionless, it was a kind of calmness that was almost cold, and people dared not have the slightest intention of disobedience.

As soon as the voice fell, a ray of light shot out from the old man's fingertips. The speed didn't seem fast, but there was nowhere to hide. Ye Fei couldn't move at all.

As soon as that inch of light appeared, a threat of death suddenly appeared in Ye Fei's heart.

At this moment, he could clearly feel that if he was hit by that blow, he would have no chance of surviving. There is a huge difference in hard power between the two.

Penglai Guxiu, according to what Wu Song of the Wu clan said, these people had all died five or six thousand years ago, and what kind of existence they can survive to this day, Ye Fei can hardly imagine at this moment.

This matter has gone against the extreme for a long time, and surpassed the scope of the first path of martial arts.

It is impossible to say that this old man named Daoqing is very likely to be the last true immortal in this world, who can survive the existence of several years ago, which is impossible for ordinary martial arts experts.

(End of this chapter)