Chapter 2431 The war is about to begin

"The Taoist Flower of Life and Death?!"

Ye Feng looked at the strange flower. This should be the flower of life and death. Situ Reading.\\nCOM

Then he looked at the subsequent inscription, which was a description of magical powers.

The magic power of the Taoist Flower of Life and Death can bring the dead back to life, but it is not a magic power that targets the physical body, but is a magic power that targets the soul.

The Flower of Life and Death is one of the rarest flowers in the world. It has a supreme status and has a terrible healing effect on the soul.

By understanding the flower of life and death, you can learn the magical power of the flower of life and death.

The deeper the understanding of the flower of life and death, the stronger the power of the supernatural power. If you master it to the deepest level, you can bring the soul back to life.

"Beginner, it can heal the soul, especially for inner demons born from obsession. It has a very powerful effect..."

Ye Feng recited the inscription with a stern look on his face. The high priest was obsessed with it and gave birth to inner demons. He could definitely use this magical power to heal the high priest.

At that time, Ye Feng can ask the high priest about Hua Ling's whereabouts.

For a moment, Ye Feng was overjoyed, as if he had God's help, and whatever he lacked came to him.

This magical power of the Taoist Flower of Life and Death cannot be practiced by ordinary demon clans. On the one hand, it is because without the Taoist Flower, it is impossible to observe, understand, and learn it at all.

On the other hand, there are requirements for bloodline and talent, and the magical power of life and death, which cannot be practiced by those who are not blessed with great luck.

This magical power was created by the Demon Lord. He obtained the flower of life and death, and understood the magical power of the flower of life and death. Only his bloodline and luck can practice it.

Coincidentally, Ye Feng happened to have mastered the magical power of the demon king to kill the saints. He had the aura and blood of the demon king, and he was also a person of great luck. The magical power of the Taoist flower of life and death seemed to be prepared for him.

Staring at the flower of life and death, Ye Feng was immersed in it, trying to understand and practice the magical power of the flower of life and death.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed in the room, Ye Feng's breath sometimes rises into the night, sometimes sinks to the bottom, erratic and very strange.

Around him, the invisible power of the soul rippled, and a soul power storm hung in the void, causing the tables and chairs in the room to sway slightly.

Between the eyebrows, there is a strange and mysterious flower that can feel the endless mystery at a glance.

"call……"

Ye Feng exhaled a breath of turbid air and suddenly opened his eyes, a mysterious flame dancing in his eyes disappeared.

"It's done!"

Ye Feng's face showed a look of joy. This magic power of the flower of life and death was indeed unpredictable. It took him a day and a night to successfully master it.

As soon as he completed the cultivation, he felt as if the sun was rising in his mind. It was warm and his soul felt extremely comfortable, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.

Ye Feng could feel that his soul was being nourished and growing every moment.

This is a huge benefit, and it has only just been cultivated. Once the magical power of the Flower of Life and Death is mastered, it may really have the effect of bringing the soul back to life.

At present, although the effect is not obvious, the important thing is that Ye Feng has been able to use this magical power to solve the problem of the high priest's obsession and eradicate his inner demons.

"It's time to find Jin Zhenhai."

Ye Feng stood up happily, but at this moment, there was a rumbling sound from the outside world, the entire Demon Pavilion shook endlessly, and everything in the room fell.

"boom!"

Ye Feng was caught off guard and opened the door directly. He stood firm in the corridor. Ye Feng looked up and saw that the demonic energy outside the demon pavilion covered the sky and covered all directions.

The terrifying demonic power crushed down, and the darkness was overwhelming. An unclear number of demonic souls stood outside the demon pavilion, and the demonic chariots suspended in mid-air kept approaching.

"this……"

Ye Feng's pupils shrank, the Demon Soul Tribe was really here!

Did they know that the high priest was possessed?

Obviously, there are spies in the Demon Pavilion.

This is also what Jin Zhenhai and the others are worried about.

The Demon Pavilion is so big, and with so many demon clans living here, it is normal for there to be one or two beings with alien minds.

"Trouble..."

Ye Feng's expression was solemn and he couldn't help but clench his fists. If he hadn't cultivated the magic power of the flower of life and death, he would have chosen to escape immediately at this moment.

But with the means to deal with the high priest's obsession, Ye Feng hesitated. At this moment, he didn't know if anyone besides the high priest could help him find out the whereabouts of Hua Ling.

If he just left like this, and the high priest fell into the hands of the Demon Soul Clan, and no one from the outside world could help him search for Hua Ling, it would be troublesome.

"Wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turn for the better."

Ye Feng forced himself to calm down, and then he saw majestic figures rising in the air, like a giant sun.

"Mo Wutian! What are you going to do!"

Jin Zhenhai appeared in the sky with cold eyes. Next to him stood the eleven divine guards, all with solemn expressions.

"What?"

A majestic voice sounded from the Demon Soul Clan, and the tall and imposing Mo Wutian appeared in front of the demons.

Mo Wutian's eyes were filled with golden light at this moment, and the coldness was so cold that anyone who his eyes fell on would feel a sting on their skin, and even their souls would be hurt.

"Where is Mr. Feng? Let him stand up!"

As the strongest person in the eighth level of the divine realm, Mo Wutian didn't care about Jin Zhenhai and the guardians of the gods at all. He raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth. He was wearing a cloak with black background and gold thread behind him, and he was making fierce movements in the air. ring.

"He killed my beloved son, and the blood debt must be paid with blood. It is a right thing to do. The Demon Pavilion protected him and violated the dignity of my Demon Soul Clan. He must pay the price!"

Mo Wutian was extremely domineering. As soon as he appeared on the scene, he made his intention clear and did not give Demon Pavilion a chance to bargain.

"You said Shen Feng killed your beloved son, do you have any evidence? You have no evidence and you dare to come to my Demon Pavilion to cause trouble. Who gave you the courage!"

As the master of the pavilion, Jin Zhenhai was unafraid even when faced with the eighth-level god-level demon Wutian, and scolded him unceremoniously.

"Hahaha!"

At this moment, Mo Wuqing came out from behind Mo Wutian and looked at Jin Zhenhai with a sarcastic expression.

"Stop pretending! Who doesn't know that your demon priest has gone crazy and is currently in seclusion in the demon pavilion?"

There was hatred in Mo Qingqing's eyes, "And the damn Ten Thousand Demons Refining Formation has also been destroyed by the sacrifice. What are you going to do to stop me, the Demon Soul Clan!"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Zhenhai's expression turned gloomy. He knew that the Demon Soul Clan had bad intentions, and he also guessed that there was a spy in the Demon Pavilion who revealed these things to the Demon Soul Clan, but he still felt angry.

"Hmph, do you think the information you got is really accurate?"

But even if the news was passed on, Jin Zhenhai would not admit it. Admitting it would be equivalent to throwing away everything that shocked the Demon Soul Clan, and would only bring worse consequences.

The Demon Soul Clan is suspicious, and Mo Wutian, as a tycoon in the world, has a lot of worries. Saying this will make him worry.

Sure enough, after hearing Jin Zhenhai's words, Mo Wutian's eyes flickered, and then he looked at Jin Zhenhai carefully, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the same time, in the Demon Pavilion, the geniuses of all races also came out of the room, with different expressions when they saw the menacing Demon Soul Clan from outside.

There was a demon with an angry look on his face, yelling curses, and he wanted to fight to the death with the Demon Soul Clan.

There were demons with fear in their eyes and trembling bodies. They subconsciously hid behind their fellow creatures, trying to avoid them.

Others have deep eyes, constantly searching for that figure among the monsters.

"Where is Shen Feng? This incident started because of him, and it should end because of him. The Demon Soul Clan wants him. If we hand him over, we can live in peace!"