The eleven ghost guards in the sky and the five old men were fighting in a chaotic battle of life and death. If they were not careful, someone would die.
And at this moment, a powerful momentum shot straight into the sky, pushing these sixteen people away alive, leaving a blank space in the middle.
"So strong!"
Ye Feng was frightened for a moment when an old man in his sixties slowly walked out of the carriage. He looked like a child with white hair and a childish face. He was ninety years old.
Judging from the realm, he was only in the middle stage of the Immortal Martial Realm. This was the reason why Ye Feng was shocked. His realm was not as good as Elder Kun Tong, but his momentum was obviously stronger than Elder Kun Tong.
"You must retreat quickly, otherwise we, the Persian royal family, will be rude!"
The old man's tone was calm, but no one dared to doubt the old man's prestige. With this sentence alone, he attacked with soul power. The ghost guard's face showed no expression, but Hei Luo's expression changed drastically.
"call out!"
Heero whistled, and all eleven ghost guards suddenly came back, standing in a row on both sides of Heero.
"I have offended you so much, please forgive me, senior, but you must be careful about this boy. I have already killed two ghost guards in his hands. It is better for you, the Persian royal family, to be careful. Why don't you hand him over to us directly? From now on We will never bother you again!”
The hard way is not enough, Hei Luo plans to be soft, hoping that the Persian royal family can take the initiative to hand over Ye Feng.
However, Hei Luo's words made him even more certain that there must be something shady about Ye Feng.
No one knows the will of the gods except Master Da Luo. If anyone knows it, they will definitely try their best to get it.
"We, the Persian royal family, don't want to listen to you, just take your people and get out!"
Elder Su had an angry tone, and he was also the old man in Tsing Yi.
Hei Luo rolled his eyes back and forth, thinking about a way. If Ye Feng was brought into the Persian royal family, it would be really difficult to capture him, but he would not be willing to give up.
Heiro gritted his teeth and revealed a sinister look in his eyes.
"Okay, since the Persian royal family has intervened, we accept it. I hope you can continue to be tough!"
Hei Luo made another plan and asked the Persian royal family to take Ye Feng away first. Then he thought of a way to sneak into the Persian royal family and quietly bring Ye Feng out. Anyway, he had the Ghost Eye Nirvana Seal on his body, so he could find Ye Feng in a very short time.
After watching everyone slowly leave and disappear on the wild grassland, Hei Luo followed quietly with the eleven ghost guards.
Along the way, Ye Feng was very calm. No one came to disturb him. He walked like this for a full half month and passed through many big cities.
At night, he left Ye Feng aside and was guarded by someone. During the day, he threw Ye Feng into the carriage and bumped along the way.
In the past half month, Ye Feng has tried every means, but the ghost eyes in his body have no intention of wavering. As long as the ghost eyes are resolved, Ye Feng can find a way to escape from the Persian royal family.
A few days later, countless buildings appeared in front of us, and we finally entered the territory of the Persian royal family.
"Bang bang bang..."
As soon as they entered the city, there was a banging sound from the distance, and a neat team appeared to greet the princess.
"Welcome princess!"
everyone said in unison.
Soon, the two sides began to hand over. After entering the city, the royal guards took over and took the princess back to the palace. As for the others, they returned to their respective residences.
As for Su Lao and Cang Lao, they have always been with me. They are guests of the royal family. After returning, they will perform their respective duties.
"Who is this guy!"
The man leading the royal guard was wearing golden armor, shining with gold, riding a tall horse, holding a spear in his right hand, pointing at Ye Feng and asked.
"We brought this man back on the road. We will put him in the gladiator cell first, and we will take him away after two days!"
Mr. Su said that they were all Keqing elders and there was no prison for prisoners, so they could only imprison Ye Feng in other places first, and then ask Ye Feng questions after they finished what they were doing.
"Yes, elder!"
The man in golden armor was deeply wary of the old man and spoke in a very respectful tone.
The troops from both sides began to hand over, but after a tea break, another army was replaced, leading Ye Feng deeper into the street.
Looking at the streets, Ye Feng's eyes kept turning. It seemed that he was really a frog in the well. The prosperity of the Persian Imperial City exceeded his imagination. On the contrary, he felt that even the famously prosperous Sioux City was not even one-tenth of it.
All kinds of human beings shuttle here, and there is no sense of disobedience. Everyone gets along well together. Various shops display a dazzling variety of goods, and some warriors are walking struttingly on the streets.
These are not enough to shock Ye Feng, the main reason is that the strength of the warriors here is much higher than what he has seen generally.
For example, Ye Feng is in the Tianwu realm. He has seen him in other places, and he is at the middle level at most. He can easily leapfrog the challenge.
But Ye Feng was deeply surprised when he saw the Tianwu realm warriors here. Their strength was much stronger than those he had seen. It seemed that there was some huge potential hidden in their bodies.
This kind of surprise only flashed by. Although it was stronger than what he had seen, there was still a big gap compared with him. His strength was nine times or even ten times more than that of the same level.
Passing through the streets, you soon see a huge city gate, which is the core of the Persian royal family.
The team divided into two groups again, one group took the princess into the royal palace, while the other group took Ye Feng to the left.
For Ye Feng, it doesn't matter where he is. The most important thing for him now is to resolve this ghost eye, which is the top priority.
After a stick of incense, Ye Feng was taken into the gloomy basement. He saw many young and strong men being imprisoned in the cells on both sides. What shocked Ye Feng even more was that these people were full of murderous aura, and each of them seemed to have just been killed. Returning from the battlefield.
He opened an empty cell and threw Ye Feng in. Then the soldiers gave an explanation and left the cell.
As his spiritual consciousness spread out, Ye Feng discovered that there were a total of twenty people imprisoned in this dungeon, with the lowest strength being at the early stage of Tianwu Realm and the highest being at the peak of Tianwu Realm.
Everyone exudes a strong killing spirit, especially the bulging muscles on their bodies, which reminds Ye Feng of a word, are they all gladiators
In Western countries, gladiators are popular. The nobles like to duel for fun. They cultivate many strong gladiators and fight them every day. This not only brings considerable profits, but is also a way for some royal families and nobles to have fun.
The Persian royal family is close to the far west, and there is a big difference between Wufeng and Tianling Academy. Even the races are very different. The humans here are generally blond, blue-eyed, and have strong bodies.
After Ye Feng was brought in, many people stood up and lay on the edge of the cell, looking at the not very strong man in front of them with a hint of ridicule.
"Hey, who are you and why are you locked up here!"
On the left side of Ye Feng, a man asked Ye Feng with a mocking look.
But Ye Feng turned a blind eye and actually sat down cross-legged, ignoring the people around him, and began to resolve the ghost eyes.
Seeing that Ye Feng ignored them, these people began to roar, but they were trapped in a cage and could not do anything to Ye Feng.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
"Be honest with me!"
A soldier held a steel rod and knocked on the cell door. Only then did the men begin to restrain themselves and sit back in their cells one by one.
After settling his mind, Ye Feng's spirit came to the inside of his body again, looking at the ghost eyes that were like dog-skin plaster, sticking tightly to his body, showing a trace of sadness.
Ye Feng had tried all kinds of methods, including fire and ice, all of which had no effect.
Even Ye Feng even used the Nine Hell Demon Cauldron to absorb the ghost eyes, but was still unable to do anything.
In the end, Ye Feng concluded an answer. Only by killing the owner of the ghost eye would the ghost eye disappear from his body.
But Ye Feng would never give up. Although he could not pull the ghost eye out of his body immediately, after Ye Feng continued to wear it down, the ghost eye seemed to dim a little, although it was very slight. Ye Feng was also very excited.
"With the current progress, it will take at least two months to remove the ghost eyes. Am I going to have to stay in this dark cell for these two months?" Ye Feng thought to himself.
There is no other way to go in front of him. Once he leaves the Persian royal family, he will be hunted by Heiro, so he can only take one step at a time.
Among the Persian royal family, a carriage drove straight in and entered a side hall. Four or five maids arrived in style.
"Welcome back princess!"
Qiqi Nafu, the curtains of the carriage opened, and a blond beauty stepped out of the carriage, with a pair of deep blue eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's souls.
"I'm tired, don't disturb my rest!"
The blond beauty said simply, returned to the room, and continued on her way. Not to mention that she was only in the Tianwu realm, even if she was in the Immortal Martial realm, she still felt a little tired.
In the Persian royal palace, six old men filed in. They were the old man, old man Su and others who had just come back together.
"My dear friends, you are in luck!"
Sitting above the main hall is a burly man wearing a golden dragon robe. He is the Persian emperor Hai Wuya. The Persian royal family has been passed down to him for the tenth generation, and each generation is getting stronger and stronger.
"These are things that a minister should do. Your Majesty is too polite!"
The six old men said in unison.
"My dear, please sit down and talk about this trip to Dia!"
Hai Wuya's tone was calm, not like the Lord of an Emperor, but he could sense terrifying energy from his body. This energy made the six old men below restless.
"Back to the Emperor, things went well. The princess successfully passed on the inheritance, but our whereabouts seem to be known to the Dia royal family!"
The old man frowned slightly.
"Then how did they react?"
Hai Wuya asked quickly.
"When we were preparing to leave the Kingdom of Dia, people from the Dia royal family found us and invited us to enter the palace for a banquet. We couldn't refuse, so we agreed. Later, when the eldest prince of Dia met the princess, he fell in love with her at first sight. Announced that he would marry the princess and become Dia’s mother and queen!”
Hai Wuya could sense the helpless tone of Cang Lao. They had no reason to refuse at that time.
Then the six people talked a lot about the Dia royal family and the strength distribution of the Dia royal family. These are the issues that the Persian emperor Hai Wuya is concerned about. (To be continued)