Ye Feng used the Star Emperor Nine Heavens to fly several times faster than the second level of the Breaking Shadow Fairy Trace. He could fly over two hundred meters per second, and nearly six or seven hundred kilometers per hour, which was almost as good as ordinary passenger planes on Earth.

Of course, Ye Feng can only last for five minutes now, and it is still impossible to chase the plane...

In less than a minute, Ye Feng landed outside the Thar Tribe with Ai Shiyuan. Now even the soul cultivator led by Yang Shuning could not catch up with Ye Feng. The current cultivation level of the members of the Soul Cultivation Legion was only half as fast as Ye Feng.

Of course, if their cultivation level improves, it is easier to chase a plane than Ye Feng because they have no body and do not need to consume too much soul power when flying.

The two landed at the tribe's door and saw someone breaking into the tribe from afar.

"Because it was your order, I would give priority to sending people to deal with the corpse of the Fire Dragon..."

Ai Shiyuan followed Ye Feng and quickly explained.

"Um."

Ye Feng nodded, knowing that after seeing the golden giant leg, Ai Shiyuan had put his request first, and even the tribe was not at ease for the time being.

Ye Feng's spiritual sense swept into the tribe and knew that all the residents of the tribe had hid in the wooden houses, and they all closed their doors and couldn't leave. Some people were hiding in a large basement of the tribe, protected by many strong tribe warriors.

As for those who broke into the Sar tribe, there were several cultivators, each with thirty or fifty years of cultivation, which made Ye Feng frown slightly.

The strength of the Gabon tribe is comparable to that of the Saar tribe, so it is definitely impossible to send so many cultivators. Then these cultivators are definitely from other tribes to take advantage of the situation.

"Prince, it seems that the golden giant legs that just appeared have scared them to the point of being scared and dared not come out."

Around those practitioners, there was a young tribal man with only ten years of cultivation, who was speaking in a flattering manner.

This person turned out to be one of the three young disciples of Ai Shiyuan!

The object of his flattery was three cultivators wearing more luxurious furs, all with thirty or fifty years of cultivation, which was enough to sweep the Sar tribe. Of course, if they only knew cursing skills, it would be a complete slap for Ye Feng now. Ye Feng used his sword to easily kill the three of them.

There was a man wearing thick tiger skin and lacerating beasts with sharp teeth on his hands, looking extremely noble and arrogant. He was the young man called the "prince".

"It's okay, although the ancient gods are shocking, it's not something that our existence can consider."

The young man who is called Prince said lightly: "What is more important to us is to develop ourselves and strengthen the power of the tribe. Therefore, the information you provide is very useful. The beauty of the ice cube will be from our Longteng tribe from now on."

"Prince, it's just a pity."

The flattering young man looked regretful: "Our tribe priest is actually a great beauty, but few people know that I accidentally heard what her father said when he was drunk before his death..."

"Don't mention it again."

The prince waved his hand proudly: "You priests have now been killed by the ancient gods' remains. Our Longteng tribe does not need a dead person. No matter how talented she is or how beautiful she is, she is just a dead person after all."

These words were conveyed to Ye Feng through Ai Shiyuan's divine thoughts.

Ye Feng felt funny when he heard this. These guys thought that the golden giant legs had just stepped on and Ai Shiyuan to death.

"It's so hateful."

Ai Shiyuan stared at the flattering young man in the tribal square, and his tone was filled with hatred: "I didn't expect that Mark would betray the tribe and collude with the prince of the Longteng tribe!"

Immediately afterwards, she introduced the situation of the Longteng Tribe. This is a large tribe with more than 1,500 people. There are as many as 50 years of cultivation in the sacrificial world, and its strength is far beyond the comparison of the Thal Tribe.

Ye Feng received Ai Shiyuan's divine thoughts and understood the situation. Although these are the norms and laws of the ancient jungle, since he was standing on Ai Shiyuan's side, he naturally wanted to help her teach the other party a lesson.

Even the other party actually put his mind on Su Feiying, how could Ye Feng let them go?

"Marke must have gone out to pick up Prince Longteng just now, but he didn't know that I had come back."

Ai Shiyuan gently supported Ye Feng's arm: "Brother Ye, you have to be careful, the Longteng Tribe is very strong..."

"Don't worry."

Ye Feng nodded and walked into the tribe with a step.

The ordinary warriors brought by Prince Longteng were all taken from the Gabon tribe. At this time, they were searching for something in the Saar tribe. The goal was self-evident. It must be Su Feiying's Ice Star Tomb. Unfortunately, when Ai Shiyuan came back, someone carried him to the basement together. For a while, the other party really couldn't find it.

Ye Feng and Ai Shiyuan stepped in and were discovered by the soldiers of the Gabon tribe. However, because Ai Shiyuan did not maintain the curse of the hidden form, no one recognized her.

These Gabonese tribe warriors used to deal with the tribes of Ai Shiyuan. Now the high priests have been killed and all have been incorporated by Prince Longteng. If they resist, they will definitely have a way out. If they lose the protection of the high priests, a tribe will die.

"Who is it!"

A group of people shouted, alarming Prince Longteng and the flattering young Mark in the middle of the venue.

"Yosi."

Prince Longteng turned around and showed his face full of stubble. When he saw Ai Shiyuan's appearance and figure, his eyes immediately lit up, as if he had seen the best prey.

"What are you doing?"

Mark immediately shouted with a stern voice. He did not recognize Ai Shiyuan, but Ye Feng, and didn't know where Ye Feng brought such a stunning beauty.

"Dog thing, I am your master."

Ai Shiyuan replied coldly, which immediately made Malk's flattering face look surprised.

His master?

Isn’t his master the great priest? Could it be that she...

Mark's face changed, was the great priest not dead?

"That's right, haha."

Mark turned to laugh: "Prince Longteng is here, Master, why don't you pay a visit? Fortunately, the prince has fallen in love with you, and from then on you can become the prince's woman and enjoy it with all your heart!"

After saying that, he turned his head and said to the Prince Longteng with a stubborn face: "Prince, I didn't expect that the high priest was not dead yet. It's so great."

"Uh-huh."

Prince Longteng looked at Ai Shiyuan from a distance, and became more satisfied with the more he looked. He also made a "tsk tsk" saliva sound, looking at his face, breasts, butts, waists, tsk tsk...

"And the boy next to her is the one who makes our Thrall tribe have ten more men who sacrifice their physique at once!"

Mark's expression became solemn and pointed at Ye Feng.

Prince Longteng's face also became solemn. Compared to the two beautiful women, Ye Feng obviously gave him more attention. He could turn ordinary warriors into sacrificial physique. What a stunning ability?

"Very good, you have made great contributions, and in the future, the Longteng Tribe will definitely have your place!"

Prince Longteng praised it very much.

However, their laughter ended here.

Because Ye Feng took action!
Chapter completed!