Just as Feng Yi was killing everyone outside the Spirit King, Xiao Mo received a call from Feng Yi, sensed his position, and quickly twisted his body to express his meaning to Ye Ming.

The two's communication was clearly not as coordinated as their sneak attack, but when Xiao Mo kept leaning towards Huajian City, Ye Ming probably understood that something must have happened to Feng Yi. He quickly asked, "Is Feng Yi in trouble?"

Xiao Mo shook his head, then nodded, then drew a circle and tapped the ground with his snake head. Ye Ming immediately understood: "You said Feng Yi came to the battlefield!"

Xiao Mo nodded heavily and flew towards Feng Yi at a high speed, regretting that he couldn't speak!

Ye Ming followed closely behind, "Why is Feng Yi here?! This place is too dangerous!"

The man and the snake traveled at full speed, and in less than a minute, they arrived at Feng Yi's location. At this time, Feng Yi was being besieged by three early-stage Spirit Kings.

But Feng Yi was not at all panicked. He had mastered the Desolate Finger and Fire Control Technique to perfection, and it didn't take long before one spirit beast was burned to charcoal and the other was beheaded by the Desolate Finger. Only one was seriously injured and escaped, but was caught by the human cultivator who had been waiting nearby and killed it directly to take the pill.

Ye Ming then realized that Feng Yi was no longer the same Feng Yi as before. Even in terms of combat power, he could stand alone. In a split second, Feng Yi was already in front of Ye Ming and asked with a smile, "Why are you stunned?"

Ye Ming felt that Feng Yi seemed to have changed since they parted in the morning. Feng Yi, who always looked clear at first glance, now had something indescribable in his eyes.

Feng Yi has always lived a comfortable life in the sect and has never experienced such a cruel war. Even Ye Ming is participating in the army to resist the beast tide for the first time. It's just that he has seen deception and killing along the way, so he has adapted well to it. Will Feng Yi have any trauma?

Seeing Ye Ming just looking at him without saying anything, Feng Yi patted his shoulder and said, "What are you thinking about? Don't let your mind wander on the battlefield!"

"Nothing, why are you here and calling Xiao Mo?" Ye Ming asked.

Xiao Mo didn't know about the undercurrent between the two of them, and was also asking himself in his heart, why did we come here, it's so dangerous!

Feng Yi told Ye Ming and Xiao Mo what happened in the city.

Ye Ming was not surprised to hear this. When he first arrived at the battlefield, Ye Ming asked Xiao Mo to pay attention to whether there was the poison that Luo Heng was infected with, but there was no result. It seems that this poison was mainly used on the battlefield of the Spirit Emperor!

Ye Ming and Xiao Mo are both at the peak of Spirit King strength, and both can kill Spirit Beasts at the early stage of Spirit Emperor. Even if they encounter Spirit Beasts in the middle stage, they can escape successfully. One man and one snake can achieve an effect of one plus one greater than two in terms of sneak attacks. It is not impossible to go to the battlefield of the late stage of Spirit Emperor, otherwise the poison will definitely be a big problem.

The small ink disk was on Ye Ming's wrist. As they were about to head to the area where the Spirit King was fighting, Feng Yi stopped them and said, "The defensive and offensive magic weapons I gave you are calculated based on Ye Ming's combat power. Furthermore, the defensive magic weapons are permanently effective against the Spirit King and will not break."

Hearing this, Ye Ming and Xiao Mo were a little surprised. They had never heard of an indestructible defensive magic weapon. Who had deceived Feng Yi?

(System Xiaohuan: Who are you talking about! Anything produced by the system must be top-notch! Damn Son of the Plane, sooner or later Feng Yi will defeat you!)

However, neither of them said anything, but just told Feng Yi to go back quickly. However, Feng Yi smiled slightly and said, "The alchemists in the city don't need me at the moment. I will go back when the elixirs are in urgent need. As for now, my mission is to kill the spirit beast!"

Ye Ming looked at the determined Feng Yi, opened his mouth, but didn't say what he wanted to say. He just wanted to return the defensive magic weapon to him, but was stopped by Feng Yi. He said that he still had the same magic weapon, and asked Ye Ming and Xiao Mo to be careful, and then went to fight the spirit beast without looking back.

Ye Ming clenched the jade pendant in his hand. There will always be a day like this. Ye Ming, remember, Feng Yi is not an alchemist who needs you to protect him all the time. He has his pride, and you should be proud of him. From today on, Feng Yi is a real cultivator!

Thinking of this, Ye Ming smiled with relief, and took Xiao Mo straight into the realm of the Spirit Emperor. The Spirit King fights the Spirit Emperor, what is there for me, Ye Ming, to be afraid of?

Feng Yi and Xiao Mo had reached the late stage of Spirit King at this time. When fighting with spirit beasts, every spirit beast was extremely difficult to deal with. Feng Yi also knew that Xiao Mo liked the meat of its own kind the most, so he always looked for snake spirit beasts to fight. Anyway, he had Xiao Huan with him, who could also detoxify all poisons, so he was not afraid at all!

As for System Xiao Huan, he had used up his own experience in upgrading to get Feng Yi a defensive magic weapon that could withstand attacks from peak Spirit Kings. This distressed Xiao Huan so much that his face twisted, and he kept repeating to himself, "Feng Yi will definitely survive, he will definitely survive, I can't die again..."

However, Xiao Huan did not tell Feng Yi about this defensive magic weapon, but just silently blessed Feng Yi with it.

Only in the struggle between life and death can the potential of the cultivator be stimulated to the greatest extent. My host is naturally talented, but lacks this little practical experience. I must not make a fool of myself!

Feng Yi was fighting against a purple spirit snake. He had mastered the art of controlling fire to the extreme. The flames that could burn through the soul followed the spirit snake like a maggot on its tarsal bones, forcing it to flee everywhere.

But it is not easy for a spirit beast that can cultivate to the peak of the Spirit King. After a few minutes, it seemed to have figured out Feng Yi's background. It twisted left and right, avoided the flames, and rushed straight to Feng Yi's face.

For someone like this who plays ranged combat, melee combat must be as bad as dog shit!

Feng Yi quickly erected a wall of fire in front of him, but he didn't expect that the spirit snake actually rushed through the wall of fire unscathed, opened its mouth towards Feng Yi, revealing its sharp fangs, as if he could smell its fishy breath!

Feng Yi sneered in his heart, why can't the alchemist fight in close combat?

The Heavenly Eye opened, distracting the spirit snake for a second, and the Desolate Finger immediately followed, tapping the spirit snake's head. The spirit snake's defense was obviously beyond Feng Yi's imagination, and it was not killed in one blow. Instead, the spirit snake roared in pain, struggled, swept Feng Yi away with its tail, and then fled into the distance.

Feng Yi activated the Black Tortoise Armor in time and was not seriously injured. The blood in his body surged and he quickly adjusted his breathing and spiritual energy to repair his injuries. However, the spirit snake escaped. The snake looked very delicious.

Just when Feng Yi was feeling sorry, a voice came from a distance: "Monster, where are you running to!"

Then there was another similar roar. It seemed that the spirit snake had been dealt with. Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the result was good. He just didn't know who was so ostentatious. Did he think he was Monkey King?

Feng Yi was just about to look for his next target when he saw a man carrying the corpse of a spirit snake and rushing towards him with a row of big white teeth bared. There was another man following behind him, looking around vigilantly.

If not Luo Heng and He You, who else could it be?