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Chapter 315: Uncle's Breath

Yang Wudi took this opportunity and quickly rushed out, fleeing towards the black fog like a stream of light.

Ye Yunxiao waved his hand, and hundreds of people behind him began to chase him. He fell beside Feng Wumo, slapped Feng Wumo's imprisonment with a palm, and asked, "What's wrong with my son?"

"The young master has escaped, and my subordinates guessed that they must have escaped into the Black Mist Forest." Feng Wumo thought he would die without a doubt, so he would suddenly appear if he wanted to get the Grand Commander Ye Yunxiao.

He glanced at Zhu Siwei who was half kneeling on the ground, with inexplicable eyes, and finally he just sighed softly.

At the critical moment of life and death, there are a few more people who can ignore death and bravely go to death. He is loyal to the Queen and would rather die than betray the Queen, but he cannot ask everyone to be the same as him.

People from the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm were in a hurry to escape and had no time to take away the people they were captured. All the people who were captured alive in the Feixian Dynasty were saved. Except for the God Transformation Realm that was killed by Yang Wudi to vent his anger, there was no other damage.

The people from the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm have all escaped into the black fog area, but the people from the Feixian Dynasty did not follow him and just guarded the periphery.

"Why not chase after me?" Ye Yunxiao learned that his son might escape into the Black Mist Forest, he quickly chased after me. When he saw that all his subordinates were standing outside, he roared with a calm face.

Ye Yunxiao's roar made everyone silent. Someone clasped his fists at Ye Yunxiao and said, "Grandmaster, this is a black fog forest. If you enter rashly, you may be lost in it."

Ye Yunxiao suddenly turned his head, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his figure moved, locking the man's throat with one hand and lifting him up with one hand.

The man looked terrified, his legs kicked randomly, and his body quickly shriveled.

Ye Yunxiao shook his hand, and after a blast, the man had turned into ashes and drifted everywhere.

"Get all in, a group of twenty people, search for me by digging three feet of the ground!" He didn't say anything specifically. He didn't care about the life and death of those people in the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm. He ran away. He was concerned about his son's safety.

Hearing Ye Yunxiao's words, everyone did not dare to resist and quickly entered the place covered by black fog.

Yang Wudi and others did not go too deep into the Black Mist Forest. They thought that the people from the Feixian Dynasty would not go in, but not long after, there were noises everywhere. The people from the Feixian Dynasty actually chased into the Black Mist Forest.

In the Black Mist Forest, it was unable to control the air and could not release its spiritual sense, which greatly brought the strength of both sides closer. When the two sides met, the Feixian Dynasty, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, had a greater chance of winning.

Here, spiritual power is unsustainable, and you can use a little less. However, the spiritual power consumed by every move of the Tribulation Immortal is huge, and it will be consumed after not long.

Yang Wudi and others had to flee deep in the Black Mist Forest. They were not like the twenty-man organized group of people in the Feixian Dynasty, but escaped on their own. After dispersing, it was not so easy to gather in the Black Mist Forest again.

Because they were scattered and faced with twenty tribulation immortals, even if Yang Wudi, who was at the peak of the Nine Transformations of the Tribulation Immortals, faced twenty tribulation immortals in the Black Mist Forest, the only result was that he was killed or captured alive after exhausting his spiritual power.

They continued to go deeper and soon escaped within three thousand meters. Ye Fei collected the pearl, hid behind a tree, and sensed and monitored everything around him.

Here, they dare not emerge. With their strength, even if they face any of the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm, they will never be an opponent.

If the Immortal Tribulation is less than the Five Transformations, the three of them can fight to kill each other. However, Ye Fei has no intention of attacking them. In Ye Fei's heart, in fact, the five major sects in the Heavenly Realm are on the side of justice.

The Feixian Dynasty was a villain in Ye Fei's heart. He broke into the Feixian Dynasty to dismantle the Feixian Dynasty, so it was impossible for him to rashly attack people from the five major sects.

After all the people from the five major sects stayed away from him and went deep into the Black Mist Forest within three thousand meters, Ye Fei took Xue Feige and Zhu Wenxian to follow his perception and prepare to leave the Black Mist Forest.

Twenty immortals from the Feixian Dynasty discovered them and quickly surrounded them in the middle. This was because Ye Fei did not take the initiative to avoid them, otherwise it would be impossible for these people to discover him.

Twenty Tribulation Immortals surrounded Ye Fei and the other two, and were about to surround and kill him, a light lit up. Ye Fei took out the pearl. The light of the pearl spreads only three meters away in the Black Mist Forest, but it is enough for the twenty Tribulation Immortals to see Ye Fei's face clearly.

Someone recognized Ye Fei's identity as soon as possible and shouted in surprise: "Sir, please see the young master."

The others stopped acting immediately and greeted Ye Fei together.

"No need to be polite. The Black Mist Forest cannot tell the direction. Don't chase after me, leave immediately." Ye Fei said calmly and followed his perception to the outsider.

When these twenty people heard Ye Fei asked them to go back, they were all very happy. Although Ye Yunxiao ordered them to go into the Black Mist Forest to search, they found Ye Fei, which was enough to go back and hand in the work.

Ye Fei took two steps and suddenly stopped. Two familiar auras appeared in his perception, which made his expression suddenly change.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" asked a catastrophe immortal beside Ye Fei.

"Let's go and save people." Ye Fei ran forward after saying that.

When these people saw Ye Fei running away first, they dared to be negligent and quickly followed Ye Fei to chase him.

Ye Fei held Mingzhu in his hand and kept a distance from the twenty or so people behind him. If the twenty or so gods behind him lose him, he would go alone, let alone save people, even he would have to get in.

What he felt was his long-lost uncle and cousin Lin Feng. No wonder he had no news about them when searching Dongtu before, but he turned out to be lost in this black fog forest.

There were still three hundred meters away from my uncle and the others. Ye Fei stopped. The fight over there was over and the breath had stabilized. The breath of my uncle and cousin was still there, which meant that there was no life-threatening moment, so he was not in a hurry to rush over.

"Everyone is more careful, move less, and don't make any noise." Ye Fei said softly.

Seeing that everyone nodded, Ye Fei then followed his breath and touched it gently.

All the Tribulation Immortals behind were wondering, didn’t this Black Mist Forest say that they could not release their spiritual sense to explore? Why did their young master seem to be able to detect spiritual sense?

Someone quietly released his spiritual consciousness and tried it. The spiritual consciousness hurts sharply. Even if the spiritual consciousness of an ordinary cultivator loses a little, it will leave indelible damage. This person was misled by Ye Fei. His soul was damaged and he was about to shout.

Ye Fei stepped on the phantom step and flashed in front of him instantly, covering his mouth and whispered: "What's going on?"

The man's face was pale, his expression was ferocious, and he looked extremely painful.

Ye Fei reached out and pressed his head, and knew why he was like this. While repairing him with his vitality, he whispered: "You know that this black fog forest cannot be released from your spiritual sense, but you still have to die? Your brain is rusted?"
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