Deep in the cosmos.
Whoosh!
Then a huge, tattered palm-leaf fan flew rapidly toward Ye Feng.
On that tattered palm-leaf fan, several familiar figures sat or stood.
One of the alluring and seductive beauties stood against the wind, her hair flying in the breeze; she was none other than Hua Wuque, Ye Feng's seventh master and the Dragon Soul War God.
It was she who shouted just now.
She was dressed in women's armor, her voluptuous figure perfectly displayed, and her narrow phoenix eyes shimmered with light.
She is a sexy woman who combines allure and aloofness.
The handsome man sitting cross-legged behind him was Master Wu, whose eyes were becoming increasingly deep and melancholy.
He was carrying a bottle of liquor, drinking continuously, and coughing occasionally.
In addition, the fourth master, Situ Yunxiao, who is also Situ Fatty's grandfather, also came.
After not seeing him for many days, the old man had gotten even fatter than before. When he smiled, his eyes narrowed into slits, making him look somewhat sleazy.
"Masters, what brings you here?"
Ye Feng leaped onto the tattered palm-leaf fan.
Although last time we left Kunlun Mountain, we dealt with all of them, except for Hua Wuque, quite severely.
But that doesn't diminish Ye Feng's respect for them.
He knew that those people were just playing along with his nonsense, trying to find ways to get him to leave the mountain.
In reality, the cultivation levels of all the masters were unfathomable.
"Xiaofeng, are you alright? We've finally found you."
"Let me feel it to see if you're hurt anywhere."
Hua Wuque was most concerned, circling Ye Feng several times, his fair and delicate hands touching Ye Feng's entire body repeatedly.
Ye Feng felt a little uncomfortable and quickly took several steps back, laughing.
"Seventh Master, two Masters, I'm really alright, I'm perfectly fine."
Afterwards, Ye Feng recounted to his masters what had happened when he was swept away by the spacetime storm.
Each person was given another Earth Dragon Flame Fruit.
The first fruit of this type of fruit has the greatest effect.
If you take it again later, the effect won't be as noticeable.
Situ Yunxiao exclaimed in surprise.
"The Earth Dragon Blazing Fruit can extend one's lifespan by ten years!"
This is incredibly precious to someone like him, whose neck is buried in the yellow earth.
Hua Wuque and his fifth master were equally delighted.
None of the three refused, and each carefully put away the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit.
Hua Wuque looked warily at the ancient altar behind him and said solemnly.
"This is an ancient battlefield, extremely dangerous. It's a miracle that you came out alive."
"We shouldn't stay here any longer; we need to leave quickly."
"There's a teleportation array nearby, and the second brother and the others are guarding it. You need to get back to Earth quickly."
“Right now, everyone outside thinks you’re dead. The Great Xia is in crisis, and the people are suffering terribly. You have to go back quickly.”
With a gentle wave of the huge, tattered palm-leaf fan, the group sped away.
This tattered palm-leaf fan was Situ Yunxiao's personal item, and it matched his sleazy temperament quite well.
Suddenly, as if remembering something, Situ Yunxiao stared at Ye Feng with an unfriendly gaze and asked.
"You brat, you're the one who told Milan I was in the Kunlun Mountains, aren't you?"
"That woman pestered me for three months, which annoyed me to no end."
Last time, Chen Qiao, the vice president of the Tianlong Chamber of Commerce in Dongsheng Prefecture, colluded with the Guanglun Consortium in the United States to betray the country and tried to seize the position of president.
He foolishly sought help from Milan, only to be killed by her instead.
Milan was originally Situ Yunxiao's secretary, and the Guanglun Consortium was one of her businesses.
At the same time, he was also responsible for managing the oil business in the Middle East for Situ Yunxiao.
Of course, that voluptuous woman had already been taken by this lewd old man.
Later, the old man may have grown tired of Milan and secretly went into seclusion in the Kunlun Mountains.
But unexpectedly, he was entangled with the other party again.
Ye Feng smiled.
"Fourth Master, someone as lewd as you, it's a blessing from your past life that Aunt Milan would even take a liking to you. You should be content."
Situ Yunxiao grabbed Ye Feng's ear and said angrily.
"You brat, can't you speak properly? What do you mean by sleazy? This is called class."
"A man's temperament, you know!"
After saying that, he raised his head high and, with a flourish, smoothed the few remaining strands of dry hair on the top of his head.
"Ahem, Fourth Master, your front zipper is open."
In this respect, he's just like Fatty Situ; they truly are grandfather and grandson.
Situ Yunxiao, "..."
"You brat, I'll let you off this time for the sake of the Earth Dragon Flame Fruit."
Soon, Ye Feng saw his second master's gray hair from afar, his long robe billowing in the wind, looking like a sage.
The Xuanyuan Sword in Ye Feng's hand was a gift from his second master.
Besides the mysterious master, several other masters were also present.
Behind them was a broken teleportation array.
The second master was engrossed in drawing array patterns, his head bowed.
Previously, they were able to reach this place from Kunlun Mountain thanks to the array patterns he had inscribed.
Based on the aura emanating from the Xuanyuan Sword, Ye Feng's approximate location was determined.
Ye Feng strode forward and asked impatiently.
"Second Master, what is the connection between the Xuanyuan Sword you gave me and the Xuanyuan Tomb?"
"The desolate grave in the dark, could it be the tomb of Xuanyuan?"
"Are the three demons really suppressed inside Xuanyuan Tomb?"
"What exactly happened to that altar? How did it suddenly appear in the starry sky, and what about the giant corpses on it?"
Ye Feng immediately launched into a barrage of questions.
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