497 Mist Swamp

Ye Feng soon found the monk in the city. After getting the code, the monk in the joint finally revealed his true face to Ye Feng.

This is a woman wearing black clothes, tall, beautiful but a little indifferent, and her cultivation has reached the level of perfect integration.

"You are Ye Feng!" the woman said lightly.

"No," Ye Feng nodded slightly. Since this woman looked like she was keeping people thousands of miles away, he naturally would not make him smile.

"I am Heifeng and one of the undercover agents of the sect. You just need to cooperate with my actions!" the woman said expressionlessly.

"Heifeng? Is this your name?" Ye Feng said strangely.

"This is just a code name. You don't need to know my real name. Also, don't ask more questions in the future. I will tell you what you know." The woman said coldly.

"No wonder. I used to cooperate with me this time, but I didn't expect that I would cooperate with you. But it doesn't matter to me. It doesn't matter to me. It's easier if I don't need to think about it myself. If you have any questions, just say it." Ye Feng didn't care and nodded.

"What kind of cultivation are you?" Hei Feng said.

"My cultivation is average, I am just in the late stage of the fusion." Ye Feng said.

"Be more specific." Heifeng said a little impatiently.

"The peak of the ninth level of fusion," Ye Feng said truthfully.

There is no need to hide his cultivation. Anyway, his cultivation is not high or even a little low in this supreme world. Moreover, even if all the monks know his exact cultivation level, they still cannot judge his true strength based on his cultivation level.

For example, the woman with the code name Heifeng in front of her clearly showed a look of disappointment or even displeasure after hearing Ye Feng's answer.

"Don't the sect plan to recover the essence and blood of the great witch? Why don't you send cultivators with higher cultivation? What is the role of cultivators in the late stage of the fusion? It's simply a drag. It's better not to send them." Hei Feng frowned and complained, without any scruples Ye Feng was listening.

"The elder of the sect said that this matter should be carried out in secret. If the uncle of the Tribulation Master comes, it will easily cause alertness to the Qingyun Sword Sect, which will be too involved. Besides, Xiao Lingyun is seriously injured and does not need the uncle of the Tribulation Master to deal with him, so I was sent over." Ye Feng smiled and said.

"With that being said, if there is no monk who has passed the tribulation, at least he should send a great perfectionist in the fusion." Hei Feng said.

"Senior sister, I'm not happy to say that. Although I am a ninth level of fusion cultivator, my true strength is stronger than most fusion cultivators. I will definitely be able to help you complete this task, so you can rest assured." Ye Feng said.

"How can I rest assured? Your cultivation is not high and you are arrogant and unreliable." Ye Feng was telling the truth, but Hei Feng obviously didn't believe it, although he was even more optimistic about Ye Feng.

Ye Feng had nothing to say when he heard this. He had already said this. The other party still didn't believe it. He had no choice and was too lazy to explain more.

"What is your strength? Spiritual treasure or magical power? It's good to be able to face the enemy head-on, it's good to be useful in other aspects. I think the sect will assign you, so you must have some specialties." Heifeng said.

"Does the puppet beast count? Actually, I am very strong in all aspects, but the most different thing from other monks is probably the only one who can be seen in the puppet beast." Ye Feng thought for a while and said seriously.

"Puppet Beast?" Hei Feng was disappointed again when he heard this, and even felt a little unbelievable. As far as she knew, puppet Beasts could not pose a threat to high-level monks.

In fact, it is not just her, but most monks in the cultivation world think so, which directly leads to the puppet masters being very powerful among low-level monks, but the most useless among high-level monks. After all, ordinary puppet beasts with only strength similar to low-level monsters, even if they are large, they cannot beat high-level monks.

"Yes, it's a puppet beast. My puppet beast is not an ordinary puppet beast. If my senior sister doesn't believe it, I can give it to my senior sister to try it." Ye Feng nodded seriously.

"Forget it, I believe you are!"

Heifeng waved his hand impatiently to stop Ye Feng. Although he believed it, he actually didn't want to waste time talking to Ye Feng any more.

Ye Feng smiled, but did not insist, Heifeng continued, "Since you are here, we will immediately gather people and start the action immediately, and start chasing Xiao Lingyun and regaining the blood of the great witch."

"good."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, without any hesitation and fear, and even expected it very much. Heifeng couldn't help but frown again when he saw it, and he thought that his cultivation was not high and he was so ignorant that he would definitely suffer a great loss when he really acted.

Heifeng took out a green flute and placed it on his red lips to blow the ball. When he blew it gently, the flute immediately emitted a strange sound wave that could not be heard.

After the sound wave dissipated, Heifeng carefully collected the green flute as if she was afraid of being broken. At the same time, Ye Feng, who was a little curious, said: "This is a flute made by our sect for us, which can be used to communicate with each other. You are just doing sect tasks and come to assist us. You will leave soon, so you won't be assigned to this flute."

Ye Feng nodded slightly when he heard this. He found that although the black phoenix looked cold and didn't believe that he had strength, he was actually pretty good and was not too bad to his junior brother. Especially, the black phoenix reminded Ye Feng of the coldness of the Vermillion Bird Star, and he couldn't help but give Ye Feng a little familiar feeling.

"Was the person coming? Is it him?"

Soon, several black shadows flashed into the room where Ye Feng and Hei Feng were. They were four black-clothed monks dressed like Hei Feng.

The four monks, three men and two women, were obviously Heifeng's accomplices. As they spoke, their eyes fell on Ye Feng without hesitation and looked up and down.

Unfortunately, they did not notice anything. Because Ye Feng possessed the Nine Heavens Profound Cauldron, he always had spiritual power fluctuations on his body. Not to mention them, even the tribulation cultivators could not see Ye Feng's cultivation level even when Ye Feng did not take action. Ye Feng saw their cultivation level thoroughly.

"So young?" The four monks found Ye Feng unfathomable, but also discovered Ye Feng's youth. Although most monks in the cultivation world can be as old as they are, the true age of monks is still reflected in their behavior, words and deeds.

"Yes, it's him, Ye Feng, the ninth-level cultivator of the sect, who sent us the masters. Since all the people are here, let's go!" Hei Feng nodded slightly and said.

"good."

The four monks were also very disappointed when they heard this and were too lazy to even introduce themselves.

The six monks immediately left the border town. The black phoenix sacrificed an antique carriage-shaped flying spiritual treasure. Everyone waited for the carriage-shaped spiritual treasure with the universe inside and flew quickly towards the north. After half an hour, everyone didn't know how far they had flew, and finally came outside a swamp.

"According to the latest information, Xiao Lingyun is very likely to be hiding in this swamp, but there are many monsters and poisonous insects in this swamp, which is very dangerous for us. We must be more careful. Ye Feng, you will follow me later!" Hei Feng closed the carriage lane before entering the swamp.

This swamp is endless, covered with mist and miasma. There are unknown dangers hidden in the fog. Even with Heifeng's cultivation level, he dare not fly over this swamp.

In particular, Xiao Lingyun may be hiding in this swamp. If the cultivators were in the sky, they would not only not be able to discover Xiao Lingyun, but also become Xiao Lingyun's target of attack.

Therefore, Heifeng took off the carriage and chose to move forward along the swamp. As for Ye Feng and the other four monks, naturally, there would be no objection.

However, even when advancing along the swamp, the cultivators still control the spiritual power in their bodies and do not really keep their feet on the ground, because once they fall into this swamp, even monks in the fusion realm will have to consume their maximum power to break free. What's more, there are a large number of various monsters and poisonous insects hidden in this swamp.

The divine consciousness of monks in this supreme world is more suppressed than the outside world, and the scope of exploration is smaller. This situation is particularly obvious in this swamp.

Even though the divine consciousness of monks such as Ye Feng can still detect the range of more than 100 feet at most, the fog and miasma that overflowed in the swamp seriously hindered the sight of monks such as Ye Feng. Even if Ye Feng activates his spiritual eyes, he can see the range of more than 30 feet at most.

"We have to find a way, otherwise the swamp is so big, when will we find Xiao Lingyun?" Heifeng said.

"Yes, this is not only difficult to find people, but also in danger!" said another male monk.

While Ye Feng was rushing to the road, he had already listened to Heifeng's introduction and knew that the four monks later were Red Dragon, Blue Tiger, Purple Leopard and Snow Cat.

Of course, these names are the same as Heifeng, and are the code names they use, not their real names, and even their appearance is likely to be fake.

The male monk who was talking now was the Red Dragon. The Red Dragon walked at the front of the team. Within a moment of entering the swamp, he had encountered more than a dozen strange monsters head-on. Naturally, he could best experience the dangers in the swamp.

Of course, it is not easy for the cultivators to do so. The monsters and poisonous insects will not only attack from the front, but also conduct sneak attacks from various angles such as the back, side, bottom, and top.

At this time, in addition to the leading Red Dragon, the Blue Tiger is responsible for cutting the rear, and the Purple Leopard defends the most dangerous bottom, while the Blue Cat and Black Phoenix defend the left and right sides respectively, while Ye Feng is the weakest monk in the eyes of the cultivators, responsible for the tops that are rarely selected for monsters and poisonous insects.

"It's not a problem to find Xiao Lingyun. I have a blood-sucking spirit insect that can sense the breath of the great witch spirit." The snow cat, who is as beautiful as the black phoenix, said with a smile.

While she was talking, there was a red, ant-sized small insect flying beside her. Although the insect was small, it exuded a wild and fierce aura, which should be what she called the blood-sucking spirit insect.

This is the first time Ye Feng has seen this blood-sucking spirit insect, but he has read some records about this spirit insect in ancient books. This spirit insect likes to suck the blood of humans and animals the most, especially high-level monks and monsters. He naturally has extraordinary sensing of the blood of the great witch, which is comparable to the blood of immortals.

However, what surprised Ye Feng the most was not the existence of the blood-sucking spirit insect, but Xiao Lingyun did carry the sect's treasure, the great witch essence and blood, otherwise the blood-sucking spirit insect would not be able to find Xiao Lingyun based on this.

"Xiao Lingyun did not hand over the blood of the great witch to the Qingyun Sword Sect? Didn't he say he was an undercover agent from the Qingyun Sword Sect to our sect?" Ye Feng said in confusion.

"I don't know, what we care about so much about doing, just retrieve the blood of the great witch and kill Xiao Lingyun. As for why Xiao Lingyun hid in this swamp with the blood of the great witch and did not directly present the treasure to the Qingyun Sword Sect, it is Xiao Lingyun and the Qingyun Sword Sect. Perhaps it is because Xiao Lingyun and the Qingyun Sword Sect have not negotiated the price yet, or if Xiao Lingyun wants to take the blood of the great witch alone, it is also because the Qingyun Sword Sect doesn't want to offend our Zhentian Sect, so they dare not accept the blood of the great witch." Hei Feng said indifferently.

Among the five monks, only Heifeng could talk to Ye Feng and answer some questions from Ye Feng. As for the other four monks, they were too lazy to pay attention to Ye Feng, and there were dangers in all directions now. They needed to be vigilant at all times, so the less they said, the better.

"The blood-sucking spirit insects are so easy to use, which can save us a lot of time. However, this fog still hinders us greatly. It is better for us to find a way to solve them." Chilong said.

"I'll try it!" Zi Bao, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

As he spoke, he had a spiritual thought and took out a small purple flag. When he waved the flag, the wind immediately blew up and the fog rolled.

The cultivators were overjoyed when they saw this, but their faces changed slightly soon. They found that the strong wind not only failed to blow away the fog, but also made the fog appear in the swamp faster.

So Zibao had to put away the flag in disappointment.

"I'll take a look!"

The red dragon pondered slightly and sacrificed a red gourd with a flash of precious light. He pinched the hand technique to quickly increase the gourd, and then muttered something. As soon as the lid of the gourd was opened, the red fire dragon immediately erupted with a scorching breath and dazzling light.

"It's worthy of being a red dragon!"

The cultivators praised him, even Ye Feng had to admit that the Red Dragon's treasure was powerful, and the true fire he emitted was almost comparable to his puppet beast.

However, the cultivators were soon disappointed again. Although the red dragon was powerful, it could not burn the fog and miasma at all. They even thought that the existence of the fog and miasma became dying and soon extinguished with a whine.

"Let's try it with my Fiery Sun Bowl!"

This time Heifeng finally took action, which made Ye Feng a little suspicious. Heifeng deliberately waited for the other monks to be defeated, and finally came out to show off himself.

The Black Phoenix, the Fiery Sun Pearl, is a spiritual object produced by heaven and earth. It can absorb and store the rays of sunlight, and then emit dazzling lights when necessary.

This light has no lethal power to ordinary monks, but it is the nemesis of evil spirits. By the way, it has a powerful penetration effect. Even if the fog cannot be dispelled, it may illuminate the darkness blocked by the fog. At that time, even if the fog still exists, as long as the cultivators can see further, it will be a great success.

Ye Feng discovered that the legendary Fiery Sun Pearl was the size of a fist, snow-white all over, and as crystal clear as jade. Once sacrificed, it immediately emitted a dazzling white light, which made Ye Feng almost suspected that a sun was falling in front of him.

Unfortunately, this Fiery Sun Pearl cannot dispel the fog, nor can it illuminate too much, and even disturbs the eyes of the cultivators, and almost succeeds by the attacking monster poisonous insects.

The cultivators were disappointed again, and the black phoenix collected the pearl with a little depressed depression. Then the Blue Tiger sacrificed a golden bowl-shaped spiritual treasure with confidence.

The bowl is the size of a fist, but it pours out a lot of soil, as if it contains a mountain. The Blue Tiger actually intends to use this soil to cover up the swamp.

As long as this move is successful, no more bubbles will overflow in the swamp, and the fog that already exists above the swamp will naturally dissipate.

"My treasure is called Qiankun Bowl. It is truly a universe inside, which can be filled with countless soil, sea water and other things!" Blue Tiger looked at Ye Feng proudly and said.

Several monks here are all acquaintances. They knew that he had this strange treasure, but only Ye Feng didn't know that he had just arrived, so they naturally became the target of Blue Tiger's show-off.

In particular, Blue Tiger's strength is comparable to that of several other monks, but he only believes that Ye Feng is the weakest, so he has a stronger and more obvious sense of superiority in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng smiled disdainfully and said, "Qiankun Bowl, isn't this just a storage bag in the shape of a bowl? It's just that this storage bag is relatively large, what's worth showing off?"

"you!"
To be continued...