Chapter 1321 Qing Family Master

"Wuwuwu..."

In the cold wind, a tragic cry resounded through the world, with a sad tone, and continued to sound. Situ Reading.\nＣＯＭ

Ye Feng and Wu Ji showed surprise in their eyes. The sound seemed not entirely emitted by the cold wind, as if there was a person in the distance crying in grief, resounding in their hearts.

What was even more terrifying was that this grief seemed to infect the minds of the two. Ye Feng was better, and his mental strength was strong enough to restrain him, but Wu Ji only felt grief, as if the scene in front of Baihu Mountain had turned into something happening in Changsheng Palace, making her want to cry loudly.

"Wuwuwu... Wow..."

The crying became louder and louder, and later it became a whole, one after another, extremely sad.

"This place... is too ominous, let's leave quickly!"

Ye Feng shouted loudly, closed his mind, and his mental strength came out, offsetting some of the negative emotions for Wu Ji, whose eyes were red, which made her feel a little better.

Then, Ye Feng hurriedly pulled Wu Ji out.

The rolling smoke blocked the vision of the two. Just as they were about to rush down the White Tiger Mountain, Ye Feng's spiritual power seemed to sense something, which made him turn his head suddenly and suddenly see a silent figure standing in front of the inscription he had just erected on the White Jade Square.

The man had his back to the two of them. He was vaguely seen wearing a tattered white robe, with long hair and a tall figure. Even though he was half-bent, he was still taller than the average person.

"Wu Ji... Is there someone over there?"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, his back was already cold. He tried to open his eyes wide and wanted to see the person clearly, but there was nothing next to the white jade tablet.

Not to mention the figure, there was not even a ghost.

"You... You are not seeing it wrong, where is the person?"

Wu Ji's body trembled, and she unconsciously leaned towards Ye Feng. After all, she was a girl. The cruel scene here, and such a strange wind, made her feel weak in her heart.

How could a living person suddenly disappear out of thin air?

At this moment, the two of them almost had the same thought at the same time.

"Could it be... a ghost?"

Her big beautiful eyes stared at Ye Feng, and Wu Ji's voice was almost inaudible.

Ye Feng shuddered all over, thinking that the figure just now might be beside him, and he felt even more uncomfortable. He hurriedly shook his head and said loudly: "Maybe I was dazzled... Let's go."

Wu Ji didn't dare to say anything more, and followed Ye Feng down the White Tiger Mountain. As soon as the first foot stepped to the edge of the foot of the mountain, the crying sound that had been in her ear disappeared without a trace.

Looking back again, there was no flying sand and rocks on the mountain, only a huge white jade inscription that Ye Feng had just erected, standing quietly in the same place.

"It's really... too weird!"

Subconsciously cursing, Ye Feng decided not to stay any longer.

After erecting a tombstone, the people who died in the White Tiger Gate were no longer lonely ghosts. He and Bai Su Su were only acquaintances, so this was considered to be the most righteous.

"Looking at the scale, this force was not small in the past, but now nothing is left. All the people were killed and all the things were taken away."

"Human race... are they so cruel to their own people? Without earth-shattering resentment, there would not be such a scene just now..."

Wu Ji, who slowly calmed down from the shock and excitement, snorted lightly, with a bit of disdain in her tone.

"Ning Shentong is too cruel. I think he has planned everything long ago... When he attacked the White Tiger Gate, he expected that the Star City Lord would not be uninvolved. The annexation of the White Tiger Gate can greatly strengthen itself, and then turn around to deal with the City Lord's Mansion, thus occupying the entire Starlight City."

Ye Feng thought for a while and soon figured out Ning Shentong's strategy.

But now it is too late.

The foundation left by the White Tiger Gate is a feast for the three sects. If this place had not become a ghost land, it would not be surprising for the three sects to open a branch.

The once prosperous White Tiger Gate turned into ashes in an instant, and the king realm was slaughtered. There is no possibility of revival.

"Let's go. The world changes. The White Tiger Gate has become a thing of the past. In this place of divine power, without strong support, anyone may be in danger at any time..."

After saying this, Ye Feng turned around and was about to leave with Wu Ji. Suddenly, a dull sigh came from his left: "That's right. Between heaven and earth, the strong are respected. Without strength, you can only become a fish on the board..."

At some point, a figure appeared less than ten feet away from the two of them.

It was a middle-aged man, wearing a green robe, a green hairpin, high cheekbones, and deep eye sockets.

He stood at the edge of the ruins with his hands behind his back, staring at the White Tiger Gate ruins, and said again: "If you don't have the strength and still owe a blood debt, you should pay it with blood, Ye Feng, am I right?"

After the voice fell, the middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and in his deep eye sockets, his two pupils were shining with a strong blood light, looking directly at Ye Feng.

As if he was stared at by an evil ghost, Ye Feng's body suddenly stiffened. After reacting, he pulled Wu Ji back dozens of feet.

He felt a familiar aura on the newcomer, a aura he had sensed on Qing Hua before.

"Is this person... a master of the Qing family?"

Ye Feng, who was crying out that something was wrong, felt his heart pounding, and his mental power rushed out frantically, sensing the abnormal movements in the world around him.

"Don't waste your energy, there's only me... Ye Feng, your mental power is very good, it's not unfair for Qing Hua to die in your hands..."

The middle-aged man in green said calmly.

A stream of blood rushed out from behind him, turned into a blood-red edge, and cut through the air.

As the blood-red edge cut down, Ye Feng's extended mental power suddenly disappeared, and was cut off abruptly.

The contact between them also made Ye Feng feel the strength of the person who came. It was like an endless ocean, empty and vast, and it was impossible to detect how strong it was.

The cultivation and combat power of the person who came seemed to be even higher than that of old man Han.

"Damn... I'm a fifth-level virtual realm, but I actually sent out two middle-late king realm masters in succession? Ning Shentong, do you think I'm too awesome?!"

Ye Feng was so angry that he almost lost his mind and cursed fiercely.

After a lot of effort, using his mind and brainpower and all means, he finally escaped from the clutches of old man Han, but when he turned around, he encountered a stronger opponent.

There is no need to guess the details. Jihuo Fort is connected to the Qing Family in Shangcheng. As long as Jihuo Fort releases the news, it is not difficult to find him with the means of the Qing Family.

Just by cutting off his mental power just now, Ye Feng knew that he would not have a chance to fight back at all.

No wonder the warriors who chased him at the beginning were all dogs and cats in the virtual realm. The three factions openly abided by the agreement and left the king realm strongmen in the city. At the same time, they restricted the king realm strongmen in the city lord's mansion from taking action. In secret, they arranged a powerful back-up on the road they had to pass.

Perfect and impeccable.

Damn, this is completely leaving no way for himself to survive...