Chapter 1538 Elder He Failed

"Well... okay, but this fantasy is so realistic, how can I break it?"

Putting away the joy in his heart, Ye Feng asked in silence. Situ Reading

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The blade illusion in front of him was very strange, making him feel at a loss.

"Since this illusion is caused by the 'purple evil fire', you have a wisp of the origin of the fire, you can try to refine it."

Ye Feng nodded.

The purple evil fire here may be contaminated with the breath of the red lotus fire, which makes it so powerful and causes such a realistic illusion.

But no matter how strong the fire is, it is only the companion flame of the red lotus fire. With the origin, it should be possible to refine and expel it.

Wow!

Ye Feng no longer hesitated, and his mental power spread out, turning into an invisible net, pressing down on the purple flame on the edge of the blade.

"Hiss..."

As soon as he touched the purple flames, Ye Feng grimaced in pain. After a short pause, he tightly covered them.

At the same time, the purple fire source that he had subdued was also stimulated, constantly absorbing the purple fire energy flowing in.

In this way... after a stick of incense, a small part of the purple evil fire dissipated into the air, and the others were completely absorbed by Ye Feng into the purple fire source.

This made the flame of the source slightly stronger.

When the purple fire was gone, the remaining energy merged with the Dantian, and Ye Feng also vaguely felt that his own Yuanli was a little more powerful.

"There are indeed many benefits to practicing in this sutra dojo. No wonder there is such a high threshold for practice."

With a sigh in his heart, Ye Feng gathered his mind and began to eliminate the still jumping spiritual blade.

After losing the spiritual pillar of the Purple Evil Black Fire, the blades were soon solved...

What made Ye Feng a little regretful was that he had not yet found a way to directly use the Black Fire source that he had taken into his body. Otherwise, it could become an extremely sharp means of spiritual attack.

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A lot of warriors had already surrounded the second-floor stone room where Ye Feng was. Except for a few worried eyes, most of them just came to see a joke.

"It's been almost half an hour. This kid... I'm afraid he's going to be useless."

"If he can't find a way out of the illusion of the spirit body, he is likely to lose his mind and become an idiot."

Several Tianyuan Sect disciples spoke loudly, with obvious mockery in their words.

"Don't talk nonsense. You weren't much better when you first came in, right?"

The man from the Diyuan Sect who drew the Yuanli barrier for Ye Feng shouted coldly.

"Someone has already gone to invite Elder He to come, why hasn't he arrived yet? If this goes on... something might happen."

A few disciples of the Diyuan Sect had a hint of helplessness in their eyes.

At this moment, shouts came from all around, "Make way, make way, Elder He is coming."

A figure with white hair and a youthful face appeared on the outskirts of the crowd. This old man held a whisk in his hand. Wherever he passed, the disciples of the two sects bowed their heads and showed respect.

"Elder He, it's him, a clerk, how did he get in?"

The people in front hurriedly made way, Elder He flicked his whisk, and his eyes fell on Ye Feng's face.

"Huh? It's... this kid?"

Seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly, Elder He couldn't help but be stunned.

Hasn't this kid just been a clerk of the Diyuan Sect for two days? How... did he break into the inner gate?

He even entered the Sutra Dojo?

"How long has he been trapped in the illusion?"

Without time to ask for details, Elder He looked down and asked the older warrior of Diyuan Sect beside him.

In the stone chamber of the dojo, it is quite dangerous to be trapped in the illusion. The longer the time, the greater the possibility of losing oneself.

"About... about half an hour."

"Ridiculous... Why didn't you notify me in time after such a long time?!"

Hearing this, Elder He's face flashed with a trace of solemnity.

If it was just an ordinary errand disciple, it would not be a big deal if he died or became an idiot, but Ye Feng was different. Tian Lan specifically asked him to take care of him before leaving. If he died inexplicably in the Scripture Dojo, where would he put his old face in the future?

After a low scold, Elder He stepped forward, waved his hand to disperse the Yuanli barrier, and slowly stretched out his right hand to Ye Feng in the stone chamber.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of other warriors around were full of expectation.

"It is said that Elder He has superb control over mental power, and can forcibly pull people out of the illusion of spiritual bodies without hurting their minds. Seeing him take action, the time we wasted today is nothing..."

"That's right, even if I can't find a training stone chamber on the third floor, I will accept it."

"Shh, don't talk, watch carefully!"

All the disciples held their breath at this moment, staring at Elder He with their eyes fixed, trying to see clearly any action he made.

"He can hold on for half an hour without losing his mind. This kid... is very good mentally."

After whispering, Elder He pressed his hands gently.

The fluctuations within and outside the surroundings stopped abruptly, and then, a spiritual force suddenly stretched out from his forehead, turned into a nearly crystal-clear palm in the air, and after a slight pause, flew towards Ye Feng at a high speed.

"Get up... for me!"

He shouted.

At the moment when the crystal-clear palm touched the top of Ye Feng's head, he suddenly hooked his five fingers in the air, grabbed in the air, and then pulled out fiercely.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and watched for a long time, but Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, did not move at all, and still looked like he had his eyes closed.

"Huh?"

"How could... he miss?"

Elder He's face changed slightly.

This was the first time he had seen such a situation.

He focused his eyes again, and his spiritual power rushed out for the second time. The original crystal-clear palm suddenly became several times larger, and the big hand directly covered Ye Feng's head and grabbed it down fiercely.

Boom!

At the moment when the big hand descended, a surging spiritual power suddenly rushed out from Ye Feng's head, mixed with a large piece of violent purple flames.

The sudden huge aura even moved Elder He slightly, and hurriedly retracted the spiritual power he had stimulated.

A strange scene appeared at this moment.

The surging spiritual power, like an angry child who was provoked, chased Elder He like a storm, and was only a hair's breadth away from colliding with the spiritual power hand he stimulated...