Chapter 1736: Eight-Rank Immortal King

Everyone, you say a word to me. Some people agree with Ye Feng's opinion, while others oppose it. They think that in the immortal world, the Wu clan has not moved forward, but regressed.
Various opinions could not be unified, Ye Feng listened quietly. If there is a good way, he of course supports it. The God Realm is turbulent, and the Wu Clan has been closed for thousands of years. Leaving Wushan, it is extremely difficult to survive.
There was a stalemate all night, and there was no way to discuss a countermeasure. They could only wait for the arrival of the Xuanming clan tomorrow to discuss together.
Overnight, Ye Feng was helping the Immortal Race to restore the secret curse, and tens of thousands of people recovered before the dawn of the sky, turning into a human appearance.
The whole race, the whole clan joyously, celebrated one after another, this secret curse had trapped them for almost a thousand years, and finally they were freed.
The sky was faintly bright, and all the elders of the Xuanming clan arrived. When they saw that the immortal clan was fully restored, they showed excitement one by one, and went directly into the witch hall to meet the witch gods first.
In the next few days, Ye Feng stayed with the Witch Clan, and went to the Xuanming Clan, where he lifted all the spells of the Witch Clan and restored it to humans.
The next step is to discuss the important matter of the Witch clan, how to leave Wushan, here is not safe, once discovered by the great power of the gods, and the secret spell is being performed, Lord Witch is not there, maybe it will be annihilated.
The silent witch hall became lively again, the older generation of the Xuanming clan and the older generation of the immortal clan, all gathered together and sat down, looking at Ye Feng.
"Master Witch God, I discussed with Patriarch Xuan Ming, and I think Master Witch God’s opinion is feasible, but after we arrived in the immortal world, we still sit and eat the mountains and the sky. Instead, let’s send some people down first to assist Master Witch God, while leaving some people in the realm. Entering the human world, taking root, and waiting for Lord Sorcerer's return in the future, there is also a foundation."
The immortal patriarch stood up, discussed for several days, and finally discussed a countermeasure.
Those who are unwilling to leave the realm of the gods can slowly develop in the realm of the gods, proceed carefully, and leave a few gods to take care of, and there is no big problem with safety.
As long as it survives, Ye Feng will not be able to set foot on the God Realm in a few years. When they meet together, Ye Feng will also have a foundation, at least in the God Realm, without having to travel around.
"This is a good suggestion!"
Ye Feng nodded. If all were brought into the fairy world, it would be a big problem. Ye Feng really didn't know how to settle.
If it is reduced by half and enters the fairy world, Ye Feng will have a big deal to buy a lot of land, so that they will re-establish a small witch clan, with the status of Dragon Talisman, take care of it.
"Lord Sorcerer, this is left over by our two Sorcerers, we have been unable to open it, now it will be handled by Lord Sorcerer!"
Patriarch Xuan Ming was not very tall, only about 1.5 meters, very energetic, together with the Patriarch of Immortality, took a misty thing and handed it to Ye Feng.
"Witch God Inheritance?"
When Ye Feng saw something, his eyebrows moved, as if he had guessed something.
"Back then, when the Wizard God fell, these two things were left behind. No matter how much we posterity study, we can't understand. Now Lord Wizard God is here, please ask Lord Wizard God to solve the mystery for us."
The two put things in front of Ye Feng. After so many years, no one has solved the mystery. Why did the two witch gods leave this thing back then.
Ye Feng took two things and opened his eyebrows slowly. A strange thing appeared. Ye Feng’s spiritual consciousness first entered the group of things sent by Patriarch Xuanming. It turned out to be a leaf with a lot of rain dripping on it. It's amazing that it can't fall.
"This is the witch treasure left by the Xuanming. It is a leaf with rain left on it. It represents the Xuanming and the of rain."
Ye Feng was secretly frightened, but didn't say anything, the divine consciousness quickly entered the leaves, which was also a vast world, and there was a drizzle all around.
When Ye Feng entered, the drizzle suddenly changed, becoming a violent wind, and a strong wind blew around. In the witch hall, no one knew what had happened, but felt that the aura on Ye Feng was unpredictable.
Because Ye Feng's body was still outside, and the soul had entered into the leaves, outsiders didn't know what happened to Ye Feng.
"Master Sorcerer, did you wake me up?"
The surrounding rain gathered little by little, and finally turned into a human appearance, exactly the Xuanming witch god.
"The younger generation has seen the witch Xuan Ming!"
Although Ye Feng inherited the inheritance of Lord Sorcerer God, he still respects the Twelve Sorcerer Gods very much. They have paid too much to guard this world.
"Master Sorcerer, don't be too polite. You can enter Yumi, which proves that the Xuanming witch clan has already met Lord Sorcerer. Back then, I stipulated that when you saw Master Sorcerer, you should hand over Yumi."
This leaf is called Yumi, and it contains the meaning of rain. If Ye Feng gets it, if there is a severe drought in the future, you can rely on Yumi to make the world weather smooth.
This is also the time when the twelve witch gods are in control of the world. The three thousand worlds are peaceful, with neither drought nor waterlogging.
Because the twelve witch gods are in charge of everything in the world, such a world only appeared when Pangu opened the world.
The entire universe has gone through countless epoch changes, and the twelve witch gods have only guarded one epoch.
"My Lord Sorcerer, my time is limited. Back then, there was only one remnant soul of our Twelve Sorcerer Gods. We are waiting for Lord Sorcerer to return. Since you are back, we can also disappear. I hope Lord Sorcerer can renew the Twelve Witch Gods brilliant."
The rain god's body was getting weaker and weaker. From the moment he entered, Ye Feng had actually expected that his appearance would make the remnant souls of the twelve wizard gods disappear between heaven and earth.
Ye Feng didn't know whether to cry or laugh. If he didn't show up, the twelve witch gods always existed. As the witch gods he encountered more and more, the twelve witch gods gradually disappeared.
"Don't worry, I have collected more than half of the twelve witch gods. One day, I will gather the twelve witch gods!"
Ye Feng secretly vowed that even if he searched three thousand worlds, Ye Feng would find twelve witch races, they must still exist in a corner of the universe, but he hadn't found it yet.
In addition to the Dijiang Witch Clan, there are also the Shebi Zombie Witch Clan, the Lizi Witch Clan, the Qiangliang Witch Clan, etc. Ye Feng has already gathered more than half.
"Before I leave, there is nothing I can give you. This is the essence of the rain, and it is also my little heart."
After speaking, the rain Xuan Ming pointed a finger, and a transparent ball of light penetrated into Ye Feng's body.
Suddenly, it exploded in Ye Feng's body, turning into countless pure rain energy, rushing through Ye Feng's body frantically.
That feeling is very strange. This is not the source of water, but the feeling that water has not yet formed. From above the void, a little bit of mist is formed, and finally it becomes rain, falling on the ground. Turned into water.
Rain is the force of nature. It is several times stronger than the source of water. It is no longer on the same level. One is Yuanshi and the other is evolution. Although the two are different, they are equally powerful.
The water dantian immediately became surging, the rain fell, the water dantian was directly full, and the realm of Ye Feng was continuously improved.
"Hohoho!"
Ye Feng suddenly yelled, as if he had been blown up, very uncomfortable.
"Weng!"
The Seventh-Rank Immortal King was rushed away in an instant, and Ye Feng stepped into the Eighth-Rank Immortal King. With the help of the power of the Xuanming witch god, Ye Feng would groan purely without any resource assistance.
This is the power of the ancient witch god, even if there is only one strand left, it is even stronger than the king, easily helping Ye Feng to raise a realm.
Seeing Ye Feng's smooth improvement, a smile appeared between Xuan Ming Wu's eyebrows, and then the rain broke a little bit, and finally disappeared between the heaven and the earth.
When Ye Feng woke up, the Rain God was no longer there and disappeared completely, leaving a trace of loneliness on Ye Feng's face.
"Ugh!"
A short reunion, but a permanent parting, Ye Feng seemed to have traveled through countless years, and came together with the twelve witch gods, and he seemed to see the scene of the twelve witch gods ruling the world in ancient times.
Looking at the disappearing Rain God, Ye Feng's spiritual consciousness retreated a little bit. This Yu Mi was a good thing, which could be used in the future, similar to Thor's clay.
When the primordial spirit returned, a tyrannical aura radiated from Ye Feng, his eyes swept, and he found that in the hall of witches, one by one looked at him with weird colors.
It was only time for a cup of tea, and Ye Feng actually broke through to the Eighth-Rank Immortal King, what did Ye Feng encounter in the leaf?
"Ahem, let everyone wait a long time!"
Ye Feng coughed a few times to resolve the embarrassment. As for seeing the witch Xuanming, Ye Feng didn't say anything. It seems that the witch Xuanming didn't tell them that he was always there.
Sometimes a belief can support them for countless years. If the belief is broken, it will be detrimental to the unity of the Witch tribe.
Ye Feng's divine sense entered the immortal clan and brought it up. It was a strange shape, like a clock, very strange.
There was also a ticking sound, as if time was passing by, could it be the witch treasure left by the candle dragon?
The primordial spirit entered into the Wubao with a swish, and it really was another world inside, which was more exciting than all the worlds Ye Feng had seen.
Because in the world here, time varies in speed. The time where Ye Feng was standing just now was one-tenth of the time outside, and after taking a step, it was one-tenth faster.
In other words, the laws of time inside are not the same. Each area has its own time, with speed and slowness.
Chains appeared one after another, and soon these parts formed a human appearance, which was the of time, the candle dragon.
"Junior Ye Feng, I have seen Senior Zhulong!"
Ye Feng spoke first, and saw Senior Candle Dragon, his appearance was also when he disappeared.
"Master Sorcerer is too polite. It should be me who saw you. I have waited for so many years, and finally I am looking forward to you."
Candle Dragon hurriedly stopped Ye Feng. In their eyes, the wizard was the only one, and their existence was to assist the wizard god.
"Senior Candle Dragon, I have arrived at Wushan, what do you have to say, just say it!"
Ye Feng has calmed down, using the last time to accompany the Twelve Wizard Gods, hoping to learn more about things from the ancient times.
"I understand that our twelve witch gods have only one wish, which is to hope that the witch gods will lead our witch race to glory again."
Zhulong's eyes fell into the memory, as if returning to the ancient times.