The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 771 Ling Yanji's Soul General
On a convex rock in the valley, Ling Yanji stopped. The spiritual power in her body was exhausted. Even if she ran down, she would eventually be overtaken by the Pope. Why not just fight here.

"Mist bite." Ling Yanji made a formula in her palm, and the little spiritual power in her body melted into her hands at this moment.

The next moment, a thick red mist filled her body, covering the entire valley in the blink of an eye, as if forming a formation barrier.

"Junior, where do you have the courage to dare to act with the emperor!" The pope's figure suddenly appeared, and the terrifying coercive force covered the mid-air of the valley at the same time.

After just glancing at the red mist below, the pope showed contempt on his face.

He raised his hand and swung it suddenly, a sky-shattering white blade descended from the sky again, easily piercing the red mist in the valley.

Ling Yanji took two steps back, the aura in her eyes couldn't help secretly thinking a lot, the gap between the two of them was really too big.

"Have you given up? You Huaxia people are not qualified to enter this place at all." The pope showed a mocking look, and swept out with majestic power, instantly locking onto the figure of the person below.

Just as he was about to make a move, in the depths of the upper valley in front of him, a flat voice suddenly sounded.

"How dare you repeat what you said just now." The voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear. It echoed in the valley, carrying a wordless power.

Ling Yanji, who was originally ashamed, suddenly had a bright light in her eyes, and her face showed excitement at the same time, and she turned her head to look into the valley. He was very familiar with this voice.

Following her gaze, she saw a young man wearing a robe with an indifferent expression walking out of the valley at this moment.

"Ye, Ye Fei!" In mid-air, the Pope's complexion changed drastically, and he subconsciously took two steps back.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, no one has ever made the Pope so afraid, but when there is no need to fight, the lord of the Holy See already has the intention of running away.

The young man in front of him was the one who almost killed him just because of his golden core.

"Ling Yanji, I have met Master Ye." Ling Yanji showed a charming smile on her face, and at this moment she turned around slowly and bowed to the people in the valley.

In the valley at this time, Ye Fei did not emit spiritual power fluctuations.

His eyes fell on the Pope in mid-air, and at the same time he walked forward step by step, as if every step he took was stepping on the mind of the lord of the Holy See.

In mid-air, cold sweat broke out on the pope's forehead. The spiritual power in his body was secretly condensed, and he felt the great pressure from this person in his heart.

"The Pope, did you hear Ye Mou's words?" Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and his voice obviously became much colder.

In the middle of the air far ahead, the Pope's body trembled. He didn't feel the slightest power fluctuation on Ye Fei's body, but this son walked out slowly like this, which brought him an invisible oppressive force.

"Ye Fei, within the treasury, the Eastern and Western martial arts circles have an appointment, and the previous grievances are temporarily put aside."

"My lord, take your leave." The pope's eyes were fixed, and his face was serious at first. After the last sentence, a stream of light flashed from his figure, and he disappeared in place in an instant.

The speed was so fast that even Ling Yanji in the valley couldn't help being stunned for a while. After she realized it, she couldn't help covering her mouth and chuckling.

In the upper valley, Ye Fei did not rush to catch up. The injuries in his body have not recovered, and the soul slave in his hand has almost no fighting power. If he forces a fight with the Pope, his injuries will probably be aggravated.

"When the Soul Slave Legion is formed, Ye will settle the accounts on the first floor of the treasury with you." Ye Fei murmured, glanced at the sky, and then looked away.

After a moment of silence, he walked slowly to Ling Yanji's side, and at the same time took out a piece of elixir from the storage ring, and handed it to the person in front of him.

Ling Yanji's injury is not too serious, only some spiritual power is weak, and it can be recovered in two days with his spiritual pill cultivation.

"Thank you Lord Ye." The smile on Ling Yanji's face remained unchanged, and after taking the elixir, she swallowed it directly into her stomach.

Ye Fei nodded slightly, then stopped talking, turned around and walked towards the cave in the valley, Ling Yanji hurriedly followed, since she met Master Ye again, naturally she would not leave alone.

In the cave, after the two chatted, Ye Fei asked in detail about the situation here.

Ling Yanji knew everything. According to her understanding, the space on the second floor of this treasure house was extremely spacious. She couldn't tell how big it was for a while, but this desolate basin alone was equivalent to the entire China. footprint.

Experts from the Eastern and Western martial arts circles will all appear on this desolate basin after entering the second floor, and this is just the tip of the iceberg of the treasure house. It didn't take long for the top experts to leave this place.

Only martial arts like Ling Yanji, whose strength is only in the Nascent Soul Realm, chose to stay in the basin.

After all, here, soul slaves of the soul general level can also be subdued. The idea of ​​most people is to gather five soul generals so that they are eligible to leave this place.

"Oh, Pope, why did you appear here?" Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he couldn't help but whispered at this moment.

It stands to reason that with the Pope's strength, he shouldn't come here, but to trouble these Nascent Soul juniors. The time in the treasury is extremely precious to everyone.

"I don't know."

"It is very likely that some places outside the desolate basin are occupied by other powerful people, and the lord of the Holy See has nowhere to go, so he appeared here." Ling Yanji responded softly after pondering for a while.

In this space, the strength of combat power is almost entirely dependent on the collection of soul slaves. According to Ling Yanji's guess, the Pope should only have one soul slave at the level of a soul general.

This kind of strength is somewhat weak.

"Lord Ye, how long have you been here? Have you subdued the soul slave?" Ling Yanji asked quickly with a flash of her eyes.

The jade slips she left behind did not record the rules of the second level. At this moment, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, the number of soul slaves to be subdued is limited, and one must be extremely cautious in choosing the quality.

"It's been almost three days since I entered this place."

"As for the soul slave, I have subdued a lot..." Ye Fei didn't hide anything, and after glancing at the person in front of him, he said directly.

After he finished speaking, there was a flash of inspiration in his palm, and five ordinary soul slaves suddenly appeared in the cave, floating in front of the two of them.

"This……"

Ling Yanji glanced at the five soul slaves, and her face was filled with black lines. What she was worried about still happened now, and these ordinary soul slaves were useless.

And once subdued, it will occupy a quota, even after death, the number of subdued soul slaves will not be refreshed.

If he was fighting with others, and Ye Fei sent these five soul slaves to be killed by other people's soul generals, he would undoubtedly become the only martial artist in this space without soul slaves to help him fight.

"Lord Ye, after you entered this place, didn't you see the stone tablet at the entrance? There are records about soul slaves on it." Ling Yanji had an ugly look on her face, and she didn't know what to do at this time.

Ye Fei didn't care, just smiled and shook his head, just telling Ling Yanji that he didn't enter from the fairy gate, and he didn't explain too much about other things.

After the two had a conversation, they each returned to the cave and began to recover their spiritual power.

Another day passed, and when Ye Fei woke up from his practice, his spiritual sense suddenly sensed the sound of fighting coming from the valley.

"Ling Yanji's breath." Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and his figure disappeared in place.

The next moment, when he appeared, he was already standing in front of the entrance of the valley. He raised his eyes and looked forward. On the open space in the distance, a soul slave with a broken armor and a big knife in his hand was making an ear-splitting noise. Growl.

Standing behind Soul General, Ling Yanji's complexion improved a lot.

Not far in front of her, an ordinary lone soul drifted into the valley at this moment, confronting Ling Yanji's soul general.

"She actually has a soul general!"

"It seems that this woman must have paid a lot of price in order to catch this soul general." Ye Fei raised his head and looked forward, and couldn't help murmuring at this moment.

On this basin, all soul generals are guarded by many soul slaves. With a late-stage Nascent Soul martial artist, one can imagine the difficulties in subduing soul generals.

"Cut it off." Ling Yanji's palm flashed, and she raised her hand to point to the soul slave in front of her.

The soul general with the big sword, his body moved like the wind, and he slashed down with the sword directly. The soul slave in front of him seemed a little sluggish, and forgot to dodge for a while.

In front of the cave at the back, Ye Fei smiled slightly, and then stepped away, waving a force in his palm.

"Yanji, let it stop." Ye Fei's voice came, and at the same time, his strength hit the big knife of the soul general steadily, causing it to deviate from its position, and passed by the side of the soul slave .

This valley itself is a bit unique. I don't know why lonely souls often drift into it. It is precisely because of this that Ye Fei chose to live here.

On the open space in front, Ling Yanji heard the words, and immediately put the soul general into the magic weapon, and couldn't help turning her head to look at Ye Fei, with a puzzled look on her face.

Ye Fei fell into the open space, and he walked forward slowly, raised his hand, and a visible spiritual thread stretched out from his fingertips, winding towards the soul slave.

"Lord Ye, what are you?" The puzzled look in Ling Yanji's eyes couldn't help but intensify at this moment.

She vaguely remembered that Master Ye's five soul slaves were enough, and it was already impossible to subdue other soul slaves.

"Although soul slaves are not as good as soul generals, if there are more of them, they are not weak." Ye Fei smiled, controlled the soul slaves in front of him, and floated towards him.

Under Ling Yanji's inconceivable gaze, this soul slave looked very ordinary, and was directly sucked into his body by Ye Fei.

(End of this chapter)