Chapter 2701 The Crisis of the Mang People
Ye Feng looked away from the basin where the Mang tribe was located, frowned, and looked not far away. Situ Reading
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There was a dense forest, and whispers were coming from the depths of the forest. Fortunately, after Ye Feng's physical transformation, his ears became stronger, so he could hear the sounds.
I originally thought this was a member of Mang Yue's tribe, but what the other party talked about made Ye Feng realize that something was wrong.
"Rescue, we must rescue, try every means to rescue, I have received news from above, as long as we can complete the mission, the entire Barbarian State will be our territory!"
"Great, Lord Deacon, as long as we can complete the task, can we also be promoted to deacons?"
"Hahaha, of course, we will all have the opportunity to be rewarded and become one of the top ten deacons. If we are lucky, we may have the opportunity to serve as guardians!"
The low voices suppressed the excitement, and they were discussing enthusiastically. This is generally what Ye Feng heard. There were many contents in which their voices were lowered, because the distance was too far, even Ye Feng could not hear clearly.
Ye Feng winked at everyone. They immediately understood what was happening and concentrated their attention on the conversation, and also caught the sound of discussion.
"Deacon, protector... maybe someone from the Hall of Disillusionment!"
Ye Feng narrowed his eyes, waved his hands, and led everyone into the dense forest.
It's a pity that these guys are still very cautious. The content of their discussion did not involve any secrets. Ye Feng and others gained nothing, and they noticed it after everyone got close to a certain distance.
"who!"
A low shout sounded, and a foreigner wearing a gray robe with an evil alien queen bee tattooed on his robe and antlers on his head flew up, and billowing evil energy poured out of his body, spreading like waves in the forest.
"Boom!"
Wherever the evil spirit passed, the trees fell down one by one like harvested straw, and the figures of Ye Feng and others were revealed.
"snort."
Ye Feng shouted dissatisfied, and then struck out with a palm.
"Wow!"
The Molten Holy Fire swept across all directions, igniting all the evil energy in an instant. The next moment, the evil energy was burned away, and the flames even followed the evil energy and burned towards the aliens with antlers.
"Oops!"
Deacon Deer Antler's expression changed drastically. Ever since he became a deacon, evil has been going all out, and no force can resist the erosion of evil. Now he has met his nemesis.
He understood that Ye Feng and others were definitely ordinary people, and he could not defeat them.
"escape!"
Deacon Antlers blasted out with a palm, intercepting the Molten Holy Fire for a moment with majestic evil energy, then turned around and ran away.
The other eight evil angels who followed him reacted equally quickly and had already run far away.
"Can you escape?"
Ye Feng sneered and said calmly: "Get them."
"boom!"
Ji Sheng and others rushed out, catching up with Deacon Deer and the eight evil angels in the blink of an eye, and easily subdued them all.
Looking at the nine people who were imprisoned, Ye Feng stepped forward. This time he did not ask any questions. The evil-killing wheel rose directly behind him, and the Buddha's light and Zen sound enveloped them.
According to past experience, people who have been corrupted by evil spirits are loyal to the ancient weirdness. Apart from using Zen sounds to convert them to Buddhism and restore their sanity, other methods will not yield any information at all. Even if they are not careful, the other party will self-destruct.
Under the chanting of Zen music, Deacon Deer Antler was still able to resist, but the other evil angels quickly converted to Buddhism and regained their sanity.
"boom!"
Deacon Deer Antler exploded and was blocked by power, unable to cause any trouble.
Ye Feng shook his head helplessly. No matter how many times he tried, he could not convert the deacon. His current cultivation level was still too low.
Later, everyone asked the eight evil angels who had converted to Buddhism, but unfortunately they did not get any useful information. Deacon Lujiao, who knew the secret of the matter, only told the general mission and did not inform the evil angels of the important content.
"Okay, you can disperse."
Ye Feng waved his hand. These people had just been infected by evil spirits and had not done many bad things yet.
"Fortunately, they didn't have time to do anything."
Mang Yue watched the evil envoys leave and breathed a sigh of relief. From their mouths, Mang Yue learned that Deacon Deacon was going to lead them to invade the Mang tribe, but before they started taking action, they discovered it and contained the conspiracy. In the cradle.
"Haha, this is a good thing. Now you can rest assured."
Ye Feng smiled and patted Mang Yue on the shoulder.
Hearing this, Mang Yue nodded seriously, and then shouted loudly to the tribe: "I'm back!"
"boom!"
Voices rose into the sky one after another. They were the Mang people who recognized Mang Yue's voice. They all looked at Mang Yue with bright smiles.
Mang Yue led everyone into the tribe. His father, the leader of the Mang tribe, was very excited and entertained Ye Feng and others warmly.
The Mang people are sincere and have no scheming. The elders of the Mang people even blushed with excitement at the dinner table. They were proud that they were well-informed and asked Mang Yue to participate in the Black Dragon Palace trial.
You must know that the strongest person in the Mang tribe, that is, Mang Yue's father, the current patriarch of the Mang tribe, has been practicing for hundreds of years, and is only at the eighth level of the divine realm.
And Mang Yue, the son of the youngest clan leader, is already at the fifth level of the divine realm at a young age, and has strength comparable to the seventh level of the divine realm. They are all very pleased and regard Mang Yue as the hope of leading the rise of the Mang tribe.
What's more, when Mang Yue told his father and elders about the Manfeng County, they were even more excited. Although the Mang people are powerful and the contemporary King Zhongyi dares to provoke and bully them for the time being, the Mang people will definitely be in danger if this continues.
What Mang Yue, Ye Feng and others did was to help the Mang tribe solve the crisis, and to save thousands of alien races from danger. Mang Yue is their pride!
After drinking and eating, Mang pleased his father and Mang Yong sat on a big rock looking at the sunset with a wine glass in his hand, looking sad.
"Uncle Mang, are you worried?"
Ye Feng happened to be practicing on the side. When he opened his eyes and saw this scene, he couldn't help but ask.
"It's not a big deal. It's just that many members of the clan have become ill these days, becoming delirious and irritable."
Mang Yong shook his head, then his eyes lit up, he looked at Ye Feng and said: "You are all from the Black Dragon Palace and know more than us. Why don't you come and see if this disease can be cured."
"Um……"
Ye Feng nodded in agreement.
It's just that the evil deacons found outside the Mang tribe have clearly not had time to corrode the Mang tribe.
Later, Ye Feng told everyone about the matter. When Mang Yue heard that the clan member was sick, he couldn't sit still and went with everyone to see the sick clan member.
The sick tribesmen were all gathered together in a large courtyard. In the courtyard, each wooden bed was tied to a Mang tribesman with twinkling eyes and a crazy temperament.
Seeing this situation, Ye Feng realized that things were not as simple as Mang Yong said. The disease was already very serious.
"Let me see."
Wang Wudi's eyes sparkled, and his unparalleled divine eyes searched every clan member. He soon had the result in his heart, and stood silently aside.
"how?"
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly. If the problem was not serious, Wang Wudi would have solved it directly.
"See for yourself, I can't cure this disease."
Wang Wudi's tone was slightly solemn.
