Chapter 1199

Ye Feng as if the whole person standing on this vast land, one can not see the end of the yellow land, a kind of desolation mood exudes.

You can clearly hear the click of your feet on the ground. The wind of desolation around you makes Ye Feng's skin a little bit shriveled. His body can't stand the wind of desolation.

Ye Feng walked forward step by step, looking at the mountains and rivers, were all swept away by this merciless wind of desolation, it seems that under this wind of desolation, nothing can resist.

"Lao Bai, come out and have a look. Where is this?"

Ye Feng pulls mubai out. The environment here is completely real, and it's definitely not an illusion. His feet are stepping on the ground, and there's a clattering sound. Ye Feng feels very familiar with the desolate wind, but he can't say it again.

mubai jumps out, stands on Ye Feng's shoulder, looks around, drags his chin, and seems to be thinking.

"See anything?"

In terms of insight, Ye Feng is certainly not as good as mubai. After all, it is a thing of the divine world. He has seen all kinds of strange things. I hope he can also see the scene here.

"Boy, open the eyes of the sorcerer."

Mubai pondered for a while. Since Ye Feng entered this picture because of the eye of the heavenly wizard, if he opened the eye of the heavenly wizard, could he still see something different.

Ye Feng nodded and immediately opened the eyes of the wizard. Suddenly, a layer of red plane appeared. Ye Feng saw a magnificent scene, and the mountains turned red.

It's not like the wind of the sea is red, it's like the wind of the sea is red.

All of a sudden, an incomparably huge ancient God appeared, accompanied by it, but a piece of barren wind, condensed into a huge mountain god.

"This is Is this the God of wind in tianwu, one of the twelve witches

Ye Feng was completely shocked. He absorbed a lot of witch culture and knew the twelve witches very well. On this day, Wu was the ancestor of the wind and was in charge of Fengshui.

"Is this the valley of the rising sun, where God calls tianwu?"

Ye Feng guessed where it was, which should be the place where the ancestor of wind practiced, and sealed him in the painting.

The wind of desolation is more and more. It seems to be attracted by Ye Feng's eye of heavenly witches. The eye of heavenly witches is the treasure of witches. All witches should obey its orders, and so is the ancestor of wind.

"Who awakened me?"

Countless desolate winds gather together to form a huge ancestor of wind, which is exactly the form of wind. But if you look at it carefully, there are people's shapes swinging back and forth in the void.

"Excuse me, master, are you the ancestor of the wind, tianwu?"

Ye Feng asked, the answer is too big. This painting is left over from ancient times, not ancient times, or even more.

"Wu Tian?"

Fengshen hesitated. It seemed that he had been silent for too many years. He had already forgotten the history, but the eye of the heavenly wizard awakened him.

This painting was painted by the ancestor of wind before he died. He sealed his territory in the painting. Only a real wizard can open it.

Ye Feng is completely integrated with the eye of the sorcerer. Although he has not reached the height of the sorcerer, he already has a trace of blood in his body.

"Who are you? Why do you have the blood of our Witch clan in your body?"

The ancestor of the wind seems to think of something, which is the result of the mind. The memory is not very coherent. It's just relying on instinct to speak, just like Ye Feng entering the holy land of the sorcery dish.

"Ye Feng, the younger generation, bought this painting in the auction house and used the eye of the heavenly wizard to enter the painting."

Ye Feng tells the truth without any concealment.

"Are you a descendant of the God of witchcraft, and have you got the eye of the heavenly witch?"

The ancestor of the wind heard the four words of the eye of the heavenly wizard, and his memory became more coherent. At that time, the witches had predicted that there would be people of the heavenly way who would help their witches to revive their glory and create 12 new witches.

And this person will get the inheritance of the sorcery treasure, open the sorcery culture, let the ancient civilization show again.

"I'm ashamed. It's really the God of witchcraft who taught me the eye of witchcraft. It's a pity that I can't carry it forward."

Ye Feng is ashamed to say that in those days, the God of witchcraft not only fused the eye of heaven with him, but also penetrated into his body. Ye Feng has today's status, but in the whole star field, Ye Feng is still at the bottom.

"No wonder, no wonder, otherwise who can enter Chaoyang Valley, God said tianwu."

Tianwu God mumbles to himself that this place is named after him.

"Master, how can you seal yourself in a painting?"

Ye Feng had too many doubts. In ancient times, even the gods had to give way. It can be imagined how powerful they were. With the change of the era, the twelve witches fell down little by little, and finally disappeared, and the witches also slowly withered.

"It's too long. I have a vague memory. I should have been waiting for someone, so I sealed my territory in the painting."After hundreds of millions of years, there is only a wisp of memory left in tianwu. I can't remember so many things for a long time.

"Excuse me, master, what happened in those years that made your twelve witches fall together."

Ye Feng wants to know what happened in ancient times. The God of witchcraft even existed before the birth of the three realms, so the battle between immortals and demons is after the fall of the God of witchcraft.

In the age of the God of witchcraft, there was no saying of three realms. At that time, the universe was one. After the war between the immortals and the demons, the present pattern evolved.

"Five failures of heaven and man!"

The ancestor of the wind said four words. When the four words came out, the valley of the rising sun seemed to be unstable.

"Master, what is the five failures of heaven and man?"

Ye Feng does not understand, he needs to understand too much, the more contact, feel more insignificant.

"If you are really a descendant of the witches, then you will naturally know what the five failures of heaven and man are. But I can tell you that in the face of the five failures of heaven and man, even the gods will inevitably fall."

The ancestor of the wind did not tell Ye Feng, just revealed a message, no one can stop the five failures of heaven and man, not even God.

It's said that God can live forever, but from the mouth of the wizard, the ancestor of the wind, God can also perish. What a powerful impact.

If God can kill, Ye Feng may believe it, but listen to the meaning of the ancestor of the wind, in the face of the five failures of heaven and man, even if you don't have to do it, God will fall into this world.

This is quite terrible. Ye Feng hesitates. What is the purpose of cultivation? Even if he steps into the divine world, it will fall. The so-called immortality does not exist.

"My mind is about to dissipate. Since you are the descendant of the God of witchcraft, you can enter the valley of the rising sun to practice and understand the meaning of the wind. Moreover, this is the best place to practice the eye of witchcraft. The pure wind of barrenness can make your eye of witchcraft wake up faster."

The idea will dissipate after all. The twelve witches have fallen for so many years that no one in the world can remember them.

"Master, I still have many questions..."

Ye Feng did not expect, he just asked a question, the ancestor of the wind wizard will leave him.

"The problem is for you to explore slowly. Since you are the new wizard, I will help you."

The storm of desolation. Moved, completely wrapped Ye Feng's body, and whirlwinds lifted Ye Feng's body up, and rose to the air a little bit.

The terrible wind of desolation shuttles back and forth in Ye Feng's body, as if cutting Ye Feng's body.

"Ah, ah

Ye Feng uttered a shrill scream. The wind of desolation was transforming his body. After the wind of desolation had blown those muscles and veins, they became more tenacious.

Ye Feng also ignores a problem, that is, the witchcraft here is very strong. After all, it is a complete world and is sealed here.

"There are innumerable secrets deep in the valley of the rising sun. You can't go deep with your current strength. Let's keep them for your later exploration."

The voice of the wizard of the wind sounded in Ye Feng's ear. The Chaoyang Valley is vast, even boundless. It's just a marginal area. The wind of desolation is not very strong.

Once deep down, the terrible wind of desolation can even destroy one side of the world.

"Master, can I see you again?"

Maple leaf has a kind of close feeling to Wu tianwu, because it may be a kind of close relationship.

"It doesn't matter whether you see it or not. It's about how you get there in the future. I hope the prophecy of the sorcerer is right."

The ancestor of the wind said, no longer speak, the wind around the desolation is also slowly disappearing, Ye Feng's body a little bit into the ground.

"Boom!"

The sky, suddenly appeared countless lightning, crisscross, Ye Feng led to the thunder robbery, after the transformation of the wind of desolation, absorbed countless sorcery, let Ye Feng smoothly into the four disaster immortals.

"Boy, cherish it. I hope you can find the other eleven witches and get their inheritance. Then you can be regarded as a real Witches and command the heavens."

The voice of the ancestor of the wind became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Ye Feng wholeheartedly meets the thunder and lightning, knowing that the ancestor of the wind is slowly disappearing, but helpless, two tears fall from Ye Feng's eyes.

"Father of the wind, don't worry. I will find the other eleven witches and bring your twelve witches together."

Ye Feng was born from his heart, not perfunctory. He got the inheritance of the witches. Of course, he had to fulfill the promise of the witches, help the witches, rebuild a new order, and create a new twelve witches.

Thunder disaster is getting stronger and stronger. Ye Feng takes out yuan Shizun Dan and swallows it. Thunder and lightning rush down like a tide, pouring down on Ye Feng's body.

"Absorb!"

Ye Feng should understand not only the power of thunder and lightning, but also the wind of desolation, and accept the inheritance of the ancestor of wind.

In the end, what is the ancestor of the wind, Ye Feng is not clear, everything needs to be understood by himself.Thunder and lightning are absorbed into Ye Feng's body. With Yuan Shi Zun Dan, Ye Feng's body produces resistance, and those thunder and lightning crises cannot reach him.

Since lightning does not threaten Ye Feng, he should use lightning to temper his body, and strive to upgrade his body to the level of six robberies. Even in the face of six robberies, Ye Feng has the strength of a battle.

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