Just when Ye Feng entered this illusion, thousands of Lingmings floated out from all around, shaking around Ye Feng, and the Lingming attached to Ye Feng's body quickly separated, and it also separated from those Lingmings. Come together.

Such a scene made Ye Feng a little at a loss. In order to get a lingming shot, there are tens of thousands of lingming here. What kind of happiness is this.

After those spirits hovered around Ye Feng three times, they floated towards the same place at the same time, and Ye Feng had to follow behind to see what happened.

Following the small bridge and passing through a rockery, Ye Feng saw another scene. A pavilion was built here. In the middle of the pavilion, a young girl sits gently stroking the piano.

"Autumn is in the water, clearing the mountains and twilighting the cicadas, and the trees in Luoyang are full of smoke."

"Send the monarch back to the end of my sorrow, and spare time to spend the cool breeze."

"..."

The lines are euphemistic and ethereal, seeming to tell, and they are also waiting for someone, revealing endless loneliness, and the kind of deep yearning, so that Ye Feng can't help sinking into it, and he is deeply attracted by the sound of the piano.

Ye Feng wakes up from this feeling until the sound of the piano is over. This sound can only be heard in the sky and can be heard several times in the world.

Ye Feng also understands piano sound, and even has a Tianyin piano score, but compared with the insignificant piano sound in front of him, it looks too vulgar.

There is no trace of impurities in this piano sound, and it seems to be able to save people's hearts and souls. No matter how big your hatred or killing intent is, after hearing this piano sound, it will all become invisible. This is the magic of the piano sound.

"Dare to ask seniors what to call them!"

Ye Feng straightened his clothes, took a step forward, and gave a very respectful salute. This place is too weird. There is such a paradise in the tomb of the fairy, and there are even people living in it. This makes Ye Feng completely lose the ability to judge here.

"Will you be worried, I will never return when I go to Xishan..."

The woman raised her head and glanced at Ye Feng. A peerless face appeared, she was more beautiful than all the women Ye Feng had seen, even tens of thousands of times more beautiful, making you dare not desecrate or even look at her.

The suffocating beauty disappeared in a flash, because her eyes were hollow and dull, as if they were a body, without any consciousness, which made this beauty have such a trace of regret.

Soon, the girl slowly disappeared, and the pavilion in front of Ye Feng became deadly and silent. The sound of the piano was gone, and the people disappeared. Only the cold wind blew by. Even the spirits around them all disappeared at this moment.

Ye Feng walked into the pavilion, and there was still a faint scent left in place, and just now all of this was a phantom, this feeling of imaginary, real, real, and imaginary, made Ye Feng unable to judge which is the real one. Which one is illusory.

On the table in the center of the pavilion, a wine glass was placed. In the wine glass, a glass of scarlet liquid was filled, giving off a monstrous breath. The girl just now seemed to be playing for this wine glass.

"Fairy blood!"

Ye Feng immediately stepped forward and was almost shocked by the terrifying aura. There were dozens of drops of fairy blood in this wine glass, evolving into various forms, trying to prevent Ye Feng from approaching.

According to Ye Feng's understanding, the essence and blood of immortals are usually found in the bones, or in a cave, or even underground.

It is very rare to put it directly on the table like this. It seems that after death, someone deliberately stores their own blood and blood, just waiting for someone to come here and take it away.

Ye Feng's strength is low, unable to resist the aura of the essence and blood. This is the essence and blood left by the immortal after his death. Even if the strength is not as good as one billionth of his life, it is also an immortal. How can a mortal fetus be able to get involved.

"Eight Treasure Buddha, suppress!"

In desperation, Ye Feng sacrificed the Eight Treasures of the Buddha and participated in the suppression, suppressing the violent energy of the fairy blood, otherwise he would never be able to approach.

Sure enough, it was suppressed by the Eight Treasure Buddha, and the violent aura was quickly suppressed, but it was not easy for Ye Feng to get close.

Feeling the suppression, the cup on the table shook violently, and even Ye Feng could clearly hear it, roaring like a beast from inside, and wanted to escape from the suppression of Babao Buddha.

"Lao Bai, come out too, help suppress it together!"

Ye Feng sacrificed his clone, plus Mu Bai, and all participated. With his own power, he couldn't collect the fairy blood.

"Boy, a single suppression is not enough. You have to take the opportunity to leave your mark and take a two-pronged approach to conquer it. The blood of the fairy contains the will of the fairy. If we don't, we will be backlashed."

Mu Bai's voice transmission to Ye Feng, relying solely on suppression, can only suppress the aggressive aura, and will not have a substantial effect. The blood of the fairy will not be collected by Ye Feng.

"I know, I will use the symbol to see if I can suppress it temporarily."

Ye Feng has already realized that like other treasures, it is obviously impossible to take it away directly. First, it must be approved by the blood of the immortal, and second, it must be sealed to avoid problems.

If Ye Feng fought against someone and the blood of the fairy suddenly rioted, it would be very unfavorable and must be foolproof.

With Mu Bai's participation, the shaking frequency of the cup on the table quickly reduced, and the existence of two infinite and close immortal artifacts could completely suppress a real immortal artifact.

Ye Feng immediately sealed his hands, and various runes appeared, layer after layer, on the cup, and these runes had the power to suppress.

With the suppression of the rune, the frequency of the cup's shaking was reduced again, and it was no longer even felt. Only a frightful aura was brewing, as if he wanted to break free of the cup.

"Buzzing..."

The space began to become unstable. From the cup, a breath that was vast enough to destroy the sky was released. The Eight Treasure Buddha was directly shaken out, the sword of killing was not spared, and the clone was shaken up to hundreds of meters.

But Ye Feng's body, like a kite with a broken wire, flew upside down like a lightning strike, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"What a terrible breath!"

Ye Feng's face was pale, and even if there was only a little thought left in this fairy blood, Ye Feng couldn't contend. He took a deep breath, and Ye Feng immediately stood up and approached again.

That terrible aura, like a scourge, with a pavilion tens of meters in radius, Ye Feng couldn't approach it unexpectedly. It seemed that it was blocked by a layer of invisible prohibition and couldn't approach it.

"How could this be!"

There is a treasure mountain placed in front of Ye Feng, but he can't get it. The blood of the immortal, how many people dream of it, I am afraid that even the Nine Tribulations Earth Immortal will be robbed in a frenzy.

This treasure was placed here, Ye Feng could only sigh with excitement, tried several methods, but couldn't get through this barrier.

"Scythe of death!"

A dark death sickle appeared, and Ye Feng wanted to forcibly tear away the restriction, entered the pavilion, and collected it again.

It is a pity that when the sickle of death hits the restriction, it is completely sucked by a powerful suction force, and all the power of death disappears.

Ye Feng tried all kinds of methods and couldn't shake this powerful restriction. Even these restrictions, Ye Feng had never seen it before.

"Do you want me to give up?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. If he gave up, he was really willing. What could he do if he didn't give up.

"Do it again!"

Ye Feng bit his lip suddenly, preparing to mobilize nine dantian immortals, and forcibly splitting this restriction, he didn't believe it. With nine dantian immortals, he couldn't break this restriction.

Flood-like power rushed out of Ye Feng’s body, releasing a surging weather flame, like the return of the gods, all kinds of Taoism, entangled in it, evolving into countless forms, and finally turned into a big golden hand, grabbing directly towards the prohibition .

"Crack!"

A crack appeared in the restraint, and the big golden hand really worked. The arm circled once again, increasing the speed of tearing. It must be done in a big effort to completely open the restraint.

"jump!"

Suddenly, a terrible arrogance appeared and shot out from the cup. This was the will of the immortal, and Ye Feng tore the restriction and touched the will of the immortal.

That kind of will to despise the common people made Ye Feng powerless to resist, and the golden hand was split inch by inch, unable to bear the fairy's will.

"Crack!"

The big golden hand was torn apart and shattered directly, and the torn opening healed quickly, as if it had never appeared before.

"boom!"

Ye Feng's body was shaken out, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his chest was dyed red.

"How could this be!"

Ye Feng showed helplessness, is it really going to give up?

"No, I must not give up. The red moon is waiting for me to rescue, and those innocent lives are waiting for me to take revenge. I must get the blood of this fairy."

Ye Feng roared in his heart, his body stood up, and a more powerful aura appeared. Just now, Ye Feng mobilized nine dantian immortals and took a deep breath. All the immortals in the dantian recovered and he was about to try again.

The Eight Treasures, the Sword of Slaughter, and the Golden Spear of Thunder are all ready to go, ready to help Ye Feng to open all the restrictions.

"Drive me!"

With a loud shout, the big golden hand this time is more substantial, just like a real big hand, emitting a bright light, and there are many lines on it, like a fairy pattern dancing.

Those immortal patterns entangled in the golden hand suddenly shined brightly, easily tearing the restriction, and the big hand, like no one, grabbed it directly to the cup and forcibly collected it.

"Ordinary people want to collect my blood, delusion!"

Just when Ye Feng was about to collect it, the will in the cup suddenly appeared, turning into a human face, revealing a hideous color, and a fairy world law appeared, directly binding Ye Feng's golden hand.

Seeing the fairy will suddenly appear, Ye Feng's face changed slightly, and it was too late to adjust.

"jump!"

The body was shocked again, and this time it flew farther, almost fainting directly.

And at this moment...

The talisman in the soul sea suddenly flourished and flew out directly, passing through the invisible restriction, and falling directly on the cup, suppressing it. When such a thing suddenly appeared, Ye Feng was shocked.

"Fu Lu again!"

The surrounding restrictions disappeared, and the cup stopped shaking, and the talisman became unpretentious, like a piece of worn yellow talisman paper, with only the palpable texture, as clearly as above.