C1230 The Broken Picture Scroll the Demonic Tribe!
C1230 The Broken Picture Scroll the Demonic Tribe!
"What?" "Is he the one who became the number one under the Saint level and beat up the four great Ancient God by himself, Ye Chenfeng?"
"No wonder …" To be able to scare Yuan Tian Feng to such a state and even dare to kill Demon God Guards in the Myriad Treasures Pavilion, other than him, who else could it be? "
"Kill Demon God Guards?" You might not know it, but ever since he came back from the Ancient Desolate Mountain in the north, he had been chasing after the Magus Saint with a saber! "
"Such a terrifying existence is actually so young, it's hard to imagine!"
Countless people started discussing in the auction.
As the door to the VIP box was kicked open by Yuan Tianfeng, streams of consciousness also quietly probed in.
However, no one dared to approach Ye Chenfeng.
This was at the very least, the respect they had for a expert.
The matter of Ye Chenfeng annihilating Ancient God in the Northern Wasteland was too shocking and unbelievable.
Furthermore, his understanding of the legendary Domain had long ago spread throughout the entire Kunxu Realm.
To the Saint-level, such an existence was even more valuable than a Saint-level expert!
If Sage Killer was here, he would probably kick Yuan Tiefeng to death, right?
Offending Ye Chenfeng?
Even the Witch Sage was fleeing in panic. Are you tired of living, bastard?
Under this strange atmosphere, Ye Chenfeng grinned and said, "You are the disciple who killed the sage. Of course, I have to give you face to kill the sage."
Yuan Tian Feng was stunned and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
Unexpectedly, Ye Chenfeng smirked and said: "But what about my face? I don't want face? "
Yuan Tianfeng suddenly had the urge to vomit blood.
Didn't you take away my two spatial ring s? What else do you want?
However, he didn't dare to say such words in front of Ye Chenfeng.
"Young Master Feng, I was wrong …"
Yuan Tian Feng bowed and pointed his finger like a sword, lightly touching his forehead.
A mark like lightning appeared on his forehead.
In the next moment, the imprint flashed with a dazzling light. A broken picture scroll slowly flew out from the imprint.
"Young Master Feng …"
Yuan Tianfeng's face was full of respect, but his heart was bleeding. "This broken picture scroll was obtained by accident while I was out on a mission some time ago."
"I'm being rude today, so I ask Young Master Feng to accept this painting as an apology."
Ye Chenfeng frowned and said after a while, "You took out such a lousy picture scroll and you want to send me away?"
"No, no, no!" Yuan Tiefeng quickly waved his hand and said, "Look at this, Young Master Feng. This is really not an ordinary painting!"
"My master once used divine crystals to help me transform into a divine body, so I also have divine power."
"When I obtained this painting, I could clearly feel a vast and unfathomable divine force surging within it!"
"Originally, I planned to take it to my master to check it out, but right now, he is in seclusion, so …"
"Divine power?" Ye Chenfeng's eyes moved slightly.
Actually, there was no need for Yuan Tian Feng to say anything. When Yuan Tian Feng took out this painting, he already felt that the painting was abnormal.
The picture scroll in front of him looked very ordinary. It depicted mountains and rivers, a mountain range, a magnificent river, and a vast forest. It emanated an ancient, archaic aura.
Just like this, a sliver of strange divine power escaped from within the scroll.
Only people who possessed divine power would be able to sense it.
Ye Chenfeng could not help but sneer in his heart as he looked at Yuan Tian Feng.
Killing that old freak was really too generous. Not only was the divine crystal not given to those Saint-level expert, it was given to help his disciple transform into a divine body …
This trash, Yuan Tian Feng, had wasted so many God Crystals!
Ye Chenfeng reached out and took the scroll into his hands.
In the next moment, his divine sense quickly entered the painting.
However, something strange happened.
With his current divine sense, after scanning every corner of the painting, he couldn't find the source of the divine power!
"On the painting, there is a mysterious restriction."
Ye Chenfeng's expression changed slightly: "That sliver of God Power clearly escaped from the painting, and it's not lingering around the painting."
"Could it be that this painting is actually a magical equipment?"
"That divine power came from the space within the painting?"
Ye Chenfeng wanted to activate the Heavenly Demonic Pupil, but there were too many people around.
"Very good."
Ye Chenfeng flipped his wrist and had already rolled up the roll. He held it in his hand and said faintly, "I will just give the Saint a little face and forget about today's matter."
"I hope there won't be a next time."
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!" Yuan Tian Feng had escaped death and instantly forgot about the two spatial ring and the painting scroll.
He cupped his hands towards Ye Chenfeng and said, "Don't worry Young Master Feng, there won't be a next time!"
Having said so, he no longer cared about the strange looks from the surroundings and left as if he were fleeing.
The divine senses that had explored the VIP box immediately left like a tide.
When the people of Myriad Treasures Pavilion saw that the situation was settled, they immediately stepped in to smooth things over. After that, a few people came and gave the private box a new door.
Not only that, they had also sent a few expert s to guard the outside of the private box, preventing anyone from getting close.
Inside the room, Ye Chenfeng gently waved his left hand and all the items on the table immediately flew out.
Only then did he once again unfold the painting and place it on the table.
Nangong Xiuer took a step closer and said, "I can indeed feel the divine power from this painting."
"But what's strange is that the God Power doesn't stop moving up and down the mountains and rivers in the painting. It gives off a feeling that it's hard to figure out where this God Power came from."
"Chen Feng, have you found any information?"
"Nope." Ye Chenfeng shook his head and said, "I just felt a strong restriction on the painting."
"However, I scanned it with my Spiritual Sense a few times, and did not find anything special about it."
Suddenly …
Ye Chenfeng's eyes hurt slightly!
Then, a hoarse and magnetic male voice entered Ye Chenfeng's mind: "Patriarch, we are here …"
"It's the Heavenly Demon Race!" Ye Chenfeng's shock was no small matter!
Ever since he became patriarch of the Demonic Clan, besides Zuo Shi, the only other Sky Demon Clan members he had seen were Zuo Longer and Zuo Linger.
After that, he saved Zuo Longer and his sister's parents in Misty City.
In the vast Kunxu Realm, he had never met another Sky Demon race member.
Unexpectedly...
Ye Chenfeng's heart skipped a beat and his divine sense followed the warning sound. He quickly moved through the mountains and rivers until he landed at the top of a spring.
The divine sense that had sent him the voice came from this spring!
"What a powerful seal!"
In the inconspicuous spring, Ye Chenfeng's vast and unpredictable consciousness finally felt the aura of the seal!
"Chief, she sealed us inside this painting after a great battle with the sea deity …"
The voice from before sounded again, "We have already waited for a long time … Only by breaking this seal can we return to the human world. "
"Sea God?" Ye Chenfeng was slightly surprised. "The six Ancient Gods that fought against the Demonic Race back then, there didn't seem to be a person like the sea goddess, right?"
In the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Wasteland, he once obtained a "Sea God Trident" from The merfolk queen.
Later, before he left the Hundred Thousand Mountain Range, he left the Sea God Trident to the Demon Emperor, Mei Zhan.
At that time, he had the same suspicions.
Of the six Ancient Gods, three of them had been killed by the Demonic Clan. Only Nether God, the Moon God, and the Fire God remained.
Where did this sea goddess come from?