Chapter 351

Ye Feng never thought that the elder of Shenfeng sword sect and the leader of Tianmo sect would be the same person.

If he hadn't found the opportunity to get close to each other today and put a wisp of Fengyuan aura for observation, he would still be in the dark.

With shock, Ye Feng continued to watch the picture.

Each of the Twelve Towers is connected with an iron rope to suppress a meat mountain monster up to 100 meters in the middle.

As like as two peas of a prophet, the same as the one who described the prophets in the murals, even the wooden sticks were thrown aside and sealed.

"A demon king level meat mountain monster and a prophet with unknown cultivation have been suppressed here!"

Ye Feng's pupil shrinks when he sees these pictures.

"Here you are." At this time, a figure wearing a black cloak and a mask appeared.

This is the 13th strong spirit sea in the underground space!

"Is it the old patriarch of the heaven devouring demon sect?"

Ye Feng found that the figure of this person was similar to that of the old lord of the heaven devouring demon sect projected by blue butterfly, and decisively guessed the identity of the other party.

"Ding, the branch line task is completed!"

At this time, Ye Feng's mind sounded a systematic prompt sound, which surprised him.

That's it?

It seems a little... Hasty!

Is this the advantage of women's clothing?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's look became strange.

"Ding, congratulations to the leader for completing the branch mission and obtaining the magic elixir × 10. Five level magic skill "coagulate Yuanbao seal", top-level spirit weapon Zixia treasure clothes × 1。”

The system sounds a prompt tone.

However, Ye Feng didn't care about these things, just put them in the system space and continue to observe.

He wanted to know what the elder of the sacred wind sword sect wanted to say to the old lord of the heaven devouring demon sect.

Now, underground space.

The old lord of the heaven devouring demon sect stood on the ground with his hands on his back. He exuded an extremely powerful breath. It was really a high-level powerful presence in the Linghai realm.

As for the twelve strong spirits in the sea, most of them are ordinary spirits. Ye Feng guessed that they should be members of the supreme Presbyterian group of the devouring demon sect.

"There are 13 powerful forces in the spirit sea realm, among which there is almost the peak of the spirit sea realm. They are not simple!"

Ye Feng's look gradually dignified.

"Dad, do you have any instructions?" At this time, the elder of Shenfeng sword sect said something that shocked Ye Feng.

Is the old patriarch of the heaven devouring demon sect the father of the elder of the sacred wind sword sect?

Is it a family business?

Ye Feng was more and more surprised.

"Recently, the black robed Dharma protector of the sect was killed. What did you find out?" The old leader of the heaven devouring demon sect said in a deep voice.

"Not yet, but the boy has sent out the disciples of the sect and become an undercover of the ethereal sect. He should be able to find out something." The elder of divine wind sword sect bowed his head.

"If the ethereal sect knows the purpose of our demon sect, we must eradicate them!" The old leader of the heaven devouring demon sect snapped.

"Yes!" The elder of divine wind sword sect nodded quickly.

Behind the scenes, Ye Feng felt cold all over.

It seems that blue butterfly has to send a false message to confuse the other party.

"Otherwise, it's said that brother Pingtou likes to fight, so he broke into the mountain, so he fought with the Dharma protector of the devouring demon sect and killed each other?"

"Well, that seems like a good reason."

Ye Feng nodded secretly.

At present, the ethereal sect is not suitable for confrontation with the heaven devouring demon sect.

The details of the devouring demon sect are almost clear, but it's hard to say whether they still have allies and how strong they are.

"The main thing is that the big array of zongmen is not strong enough."

Ye Feng muttered.

If the "black-and-white chessboard" of the protectorate array could block the power of Shenyuan realm, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

Now do nothing, mainly for fear of being stolen.

"Dad, how long will our plan be officially launched? What if someone discovers the secret of the demon lock tower and destroys it? " The elder of divine wind sword sect asked quickly.

"At this stage, the ordinary lock demon tower will be destroyed if it is destroyed, which has little impact. After all, our layout has been for 300 years, and everything we should do has been done well."

Speaking of this, the old leader of the heaven devouring demon sect turned around and looked at the imprisoned meat mountain monster and prophet with a sneer on his face.

Three hundred years ago, he found that the prophet from abroad and the other party's protector meat mountain monster broke out a war and strongly suppressed them.

Up to now, the old patriarch has obtained enough knowledge inheritance.

He himself became a prophet.

However, he still lacks a strong enough meat mountain monster as a protector and dare not walk outside openly.

"Dad, have you really become a prophet?" At this time, the elder of Shenfeng sword sect asked again.

The old patriarch smiled and said, "as a father, I completed the final inheritance decades ago, bathed in countless light and rain, and became a great prophet!"

Then he flung off his mask and cloak.

This is an old man with a shiny bald head. Even his eyebrows are about to fall off, but there is a strange divine awn flashing in his eyes.

"Dad, your hair..."

The elder of Shenfeng sword sect was stunned. Is it possible that he will become bald in the future?

He could not help trembling at the thought.

"This is the price of becoming a prophet!"

The old patriarch carried his hands, looked far and said in a heavy tone, "you want to know how strong a prophet is. You can understand it by looking at his hair. The less hair, the higher his qualification. Therefore, don't be afraid to meet prophets with hair. They are all novices. If you meet a hairless prophet, run quickly and run without looking back! "

The elder of Shenfeng sword sect was shocked.

Originally, the strength of the prophet depends on his hair!

OK, I see!

He clenched his fist and understood it.

In a valley.

Zhu Yongfu, the soul taking immortal, caught another monster and squeezed the evil spirit of the other party. He deduced it several times.

"Hey, good. There will be no danger these days. I have more and more opportunities. Wonderful!"

He looked at the hair that fell on the ground and quickly picked it up to become the best source of wig material.

"Hey, the less hair the prophets have, the stronger. Therefore, I can wear a wig. Others will think I'm weak, and then pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. How wonderful!"

Zhu Yongfu patted his fat belly and laughed.

Deep underground in the Blackstone wasteland.

The old lord of the devouring demon sect put on his mask and hat again, picked up a wooden stick made of soul nourishing wood and said, "well, go back first and communicate with our allies to ensure everything is safe."

"Yes." The elder of Shenfeng sword sect retreated.

"Sure enough, there are allies!" Ye Feng felt a chill in his heart. He quickly controlled the wisp of Fengyuan aura to fall to the ground and continued to monitor the picture of the underground space.

I saw the old lord of the heaven devouring demon sect suspended in the air, stretched out his hand, pressed the imprisoned prophet's forehead and said, "unfortunately, through deduction, this prophet can't be killed for the time being."

He turned back and said to the twelve overlords in the spirit sea: "you continue to guard here and make sure everything is safe. We have a chance to go out."

"Yes!"

Twelve Supreme elders nodded at the same time.

Poof!

At this time, the power of Feng Yuan's aura was exhausted and turned into a piece of air.

The old leader of the devouring demon sect was surprised. He looked around, but he didn't find anything strange.

"It's strange. I always feel uneasy. I'll deduce it first."

He took out a jade bottle, took out a hundred wisps of evil Qi, built a small altar on the ground and put the evil Qi into it.

Then the old patriarch saw a picture.

The person in the picture is the girl "bilian'er" who is kneeling in the residence of the devouring demon sect and wearing a long goose yellow skirt.

"Who is this man? Does she have any questions? "

The old patriarch frowned and walked towards the zongmen station, ready to find out.