Fantasy, The Cultivation Base From The Previous Life Cannot Be Sealed

Chapter 683 Ye Family's Internal And External Troubles

On the top of the sacred mountain, the Ye Family Golden Palace.

Ye Zhengping was kneeling on the ground, trembling all over.

He was scared out of his wits just now, but the remaining sliver of reason brought him here.

The Ye family is second only to the Sacred land of the ancestral land.

"Patriarch, you must be the master for Zhengping..."

"That group of foreigners killed my strong people indiscriminately, even Ye Song's great-grandfather died tragically under their hands..."

"And my poor child, who fell outside, with no bones left. I think it's probably because of their poisonous hands..."

Ye Zhengping cried out in pain, tears streaming down his face.

"Bastard!" Ye Feng slammed the jade throne, "How dare you lie to me now, do you really think that the patriarch doesn't know what you're doing!"

An angry reprimand instantly stopped Ye Zhengping's bitter crying, and the latter was so frightened that he fell limp on the ground and stopped making a sound.

"Zongzi committed murder, let Ye Ning wantonly kill the descendants of the ancestors and heroic spirits in Shenzhou, and steal the holy blood..."

"Do you think these bloody facts can really be concealed!"

The patriarch Ye was furious, throwing out all the investigation results reported by Ye Chen just now.

"Now this fate is your own fault, so who can you blame!"

As soon as the words fell, a terrifying coercion instantly spread over the entire Great Hall, pressing Ye Zhengping to the ground, and the solid jade floor directly collapsed into a human figure.

The sound of "crackling" came from his body, and Ye Zhengping's bones were almost crushed.

He struggled to beg for mercy.

"Patriarch...forgive...life..."

Ye Feng didn't agree, his eyes were spouting fire, he wished he could directly abolish these troublesome causes everywhere.

But at this moment, the Ye family's third Elder suddenly appeared in the Great Hall, dispelling all the coercion on Ye Zhengping's body.

With an old face, he smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Patriarch, now that the foreign enemies are in trouble, we still need to be united to the outside world. At this time, it may be inappropriate to severely punish the master of the lineage..."

Ye Feng didn't speak, just stared at the three Elders for a moment.

He has always known that the Ye family has been domineering and reckless in Zhenwu Tian in recent years, and their reputation has not been as good as before.

The reason for this must be the shelter and connivance of the older generation.

And these three Elders are one of the biggest curses.

If it weren't for the serious situation in the clan and the intricate factions, he would have pulled out all the people and punished them severely, as a warning to others.

"Thank you, San Elder, for saving your life..." Ye Zhengping crouched on the ground shivering.

Three The Elder glanced at him, slightly sullen.

Ye Zhengping went to Ye Tian's fief to snatch the Lingbao, which was personally ordered by him.

Otherwise, as the patriarch of the mere lineage, he would not be able to invite the three great immortal cultivators to act at the same time.

"Why did the three Elders come here today? Didn't they make a special trip to intercede for a junior..."

"Of course not," the third Elder squinted his eyes, unable to see any emotion, "I just came here today to tell the patriarch. Regarding the provocative foreigners who came to the door, Lao Ba has already taken action himself."

"I believe it won't take long to solve it..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a blood bead shot from outside the hall, heading towards the center of Ye Zhengping's eyebrows.

"Bastard, who dares to make trouble in front of this old man!"

The three Elders roared angrily, and the giant hand that condensed Spirit Power grabbed it, wrapped in monstrous Magic power, and the whole Great Hall trembled.

Ye Feng was slightly startled.

This old guy really came to show off his might.

Judging from this power, Cultivation Base should be more advanced, and it should not be much weaker than itself.

If action is not taken as soon as possible, the position of the patriarch will inevitably be threatened...

However, just as Ye Feng was having a headache in every possible way, he was stunned by what happened next.

Seeing a mediocre blood bead, it easily defeated the giant hand of Spirit Power.

"Pfft", the palm of the three Elders was also pierced, and blood spattered.

"How is this possible!" The three Elders were shocked, and their pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

But after all, he is an old monster who has lived for more than ten thousand years. He regained his sanity in a moment of loss of consciousness, and hurriedly stepped back to avoid the sharp edge.

The blood drop didn't stop at all, and sank straight into the center of Ye Zhengping's eyebrows, leaving a bloody hole as thick as a thumb.

Ye Zhengping knelt on the ground, his pupils were dilated, and his vitality was completely cut off.

"Damn it, this blood drop is weird..." Three Elder pinched his wrist, blood gushing out continuously, no matter how hard he tried, the wound did not heal.

One must know that the Qi and blood of the Great Eternal Life Cultivator is more majestic than the sea. Even with only a head left, he can reshape his real body in an instant, but now he cannot repair a blood hole.

"Could it be the power of Supreme..." A terrifying thought burst from the minds of the three Elders.

He is now at the pinnacle of longevity, and there is only a thin line between him and the next Realm. It is impossible for Supreme to be able to cause this kind of damage.

"It deserves it..." Ye Feng cursed in his throat, he had long disliked the third Elder and others, and now seeing the latter injured, he felt secretly refreshed.

"The patriarch is not good, the patriarch is not good..." A panicked figure rushed in from outside the hall.

Ye Feng frowned slightly, and coughed twice.

"Ahem...you're already a ten thousand-year-old person, how can you be so flustered? Tell me slowly..."

The person who came first swallowed his saliva, gathered himself together, and then said in a calm manner: "Clan chief, the sky suddenly rained blood, and countless clan members have already died on the spot..."

"What?" Ye Feng jumped up all of a sudden, "How can you be so calm when something like this happens!"

"Patriarch, didn't you tell me not to panic..."

"..." Ye Feng choked for a moment.

I just heard the person continue to say to himself: "It's strange to say that the blood rain seems to have eyes, and it only targeted Ye Zhengping's clan members, and the others did not hurt at all..."

Hearing this, the three Elders panicked first, and murmured in a daze: "It must be those people who did it, they are starting to take revenge..."

At this time, another person rushed into the Great Hall.

"It's not good, patriarch, it's not good, patriarch..."

Hearing this, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, a little helpless.

"Why am I not feeling well again..."

"What did you say, Patriarch?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing... You tell me first, what's wrong with me... What happened again!"

The latecomer was stunned before answering.

"Reporting to the patriarch, the Eighth Elder has fallen..."

"It's so...so... so unusual..." Ye Feng almost blurted out his heart.

But his heart is a little complicated.

On the one hand, he is thankful that the root of the curse in the Ye clan has finally been pulled out...

On the other hand, they don't want to see the Ye family die at the hands of outsiders, compromising their dignity...

"Patriarch, let's go out and have a look first, maybe we can prevent the situation from deteriorating." Ye Chen reminded from the side.

"Alas—" Ye Feng sighed, "Then let's go..."

"This patriarch is really hard to be..."