Chapter 890 Xuanyue’s ancestors

Although the elders of the Ice and Snow Holy Palace were full of suspicion, they didn't say much. After all, in their opinion, Ye Feng could not know Emperor Xuan, let alone the divine phoenix, which had been sealed for countless years. Ye Feng is still less than 20 years old, so it is even more impossible to know him.

Then the Supreme Elder asked about Zixiao Palace because Ye Feng suddenly set up a teleportation array to leave. In her guess, Ye Feng was very likely to go to Zixiao Palace.

Ye Feng did not hide it and told all the scenes he saw.

The powerful people were frightened. The palace master told Ye Feng: "You have been at ease in the Holy Palace during this period. You have the teleportation array in your hands now that everyone knows. The divine phoenix suddenly descended in Zixiao Palace. Zixiao Palace may directly suspect you!"

Ye Feng said nothing and nodded slightly.

Then the group did not stop and returned to the Ice and Snow Palace.

After returning to his residence, Ye Feng entered the Sumeru Realm. Xuan Yue's injuries have gradually recovered and was placed in a temple by Ye Feng, lying on a white jade bed.

Ye Feng came near and sat down on the edge of the bed. Looking at the beauty on the white jade bed, his thoughts were complicated and difficult to understand. He could not tell what he felt right now. The hatred between the two had dispersed unknowingly. He could not raise hatred in his heart for this saint, and he could not raise too much murderous intent. Things in the world were unpredictable, and he could not imagine that it would evolve to this point.

"What kind of force is interfering with my subconscious..." Ye Feng murmured softly, frowned and thought.

"brush……"

At this moment, Ye Feng felt a shock in his dantian, and the ink-black murderous thoughts flowed out on their own. The figure of the emperor on the ancient battlefield appeared directly and appeared in the palace.

"Senior, you..."

Ye Feng was surprised and stood up from the white jade bed, and was extremely puzzled. Could it be that the murderous thoughts in the dantian had always affected his subconscious? But why did this emperor do this?

This figure is obviously not the obsession on the ancient battlefield, but the thought of killing, and is also extremely young and full of energy.

Although the young man had endless vicissitudes in his eyes, he had a faint smile on his lips. He looked at Xuan Yue on the white jade bed and said, "I didn't expect that one day I will see my descendants!"

At the same time, the Nine Nether Mirror on Xuan Yue's body suddenly flashed, and rushed to the young man and flew up and down around him, as if his loved ones who had been separated for many years were gathered.

The Nine Nether Mirrors are roaring, with a ray of divine lights, as if they are crying in a tragedy, and as if they are joyful...

Hearing this and seeing the reaction of Jiuyou Xuanjing, Ye Feng was shocked and couldn't believe it. He knew that Xuanyue's ancestor was the emperor, and he established the Ice and Snow Holy Palace before he became an emperor, but he didn't expect that the Emperor Zhuge was the man on the ancient battlefield.

"Senior, you... are you the ancestor of Emperor Zhuge, Xuanyue?" Ye Feng was shocked, feeling that this was really a bit confusing and it was difficult to understand for a while.

The young man had a faint smile on his lips, and his snow-white teeth showed his eyes. His eyes were extremely clear and full of spirits, but he didn't say anything.

He gently stroked the mysterious mirror, let out a few sighs, a little sad, and with a hint of remembrance, then raised his hand and waved it, and the Jiuyou Xuan Mirror flew back to Xuanyue.

Although Ye Feng was shocked and a little unbelievable, the things he had doubts before were already clear. Since he got entangled with Xuan Yue, Ye Feng had a lot of opportunities to kill Xuan Yue, even if Xuan Yue was carrying the imperial weapon...

But Ye Feng could never attack this woman, and even the hatred in his heart could not rise. The feeling was very strange. Now it seemed that the murderous thought in his dantian invisibly affected his subconscious.

Moreover, since the Ice and Snow Holy Palace was a Taoist tyranny established by this emperor, it was obviously not just to sharpen him when he sent him from the ancient battlefield.

From the time he came to the Shura Holy Realm, seeing the many similarities on this continent to the Yuantian Continent, endless doubts arose in his heart, and over the past year, he had some conjecture.

At this moment, Ye Feng felt that he had to ask clearly that as the emperor, the other party must know everything.

But before he could speak, the young man withdrew his gaze from the white jade bed, looked at Ye Feng, and said, "I know what you are going to say, you have a good guess!"

"this……"

Ye Feng's expression changed drastically. He was not surprised that the other party saw through his thoughts, but that he was shocked by the result he guessed.

Not long ago, he went to the holy city and saw a phantom of the Demon Ancestor in the sculpture of the Demon Ancestor. He also asked the Demon Ancestor at that time, but the Demon Ancestor did not tell him anything directly. The Demon Ancestor's general meaning at that time was that the gods had once had a war with the continent, and everything that had been broken.

Ye Feng did not understand the original words of the Demon Ancestor at that time, but after thinking about it carefully, he became more vaguely sure of the guess in his heart. The so-called Shura Holy Land and Yuantian Continent seemed to be a continent connected in that ancient era, but they were broken in a great war to fight against the gods, and thus they turned into two continents.

Ye Feng was shocked and could not calm down. How terrifying was that battle? After the battle, the boundless continent would be broken and divided into two pieces...

"It was just a catastrophe. When the cultivation world is prosperous enough, the catastrophe will come again!" The young man spoke, his eyes clear, as if he could see through all the illusions in the world at a glance.

Ye Feng didn't want to think about the future, so he forced himself to calm down and said to the young man: "Senior, the Ice and Snow Palace is a Taoist tyranny you established. Do you want to go out and have a look?"

Qing Young sighed and said, "The murderous thought is in your body, and I can also understand the things around you. All the rise and fall have their own causes and effects. And if you already have you now, why should I worry about anything else!"

"Uh..." Ye Feng was a little embarrassed and looked at Xuan Yue on the white jade bed.

The young man looked at Ye Feng at this time and said, "You are the imperial body, and although she does not have a special physique, as my descendant, her bloodline will not be bad. In the future, your children will definitely be a gift of genius!"

"Ahem, senior, that's the matter..." Ye Feng was a little confused.

The young man said, "The inheritance of the martial arts left by me is hidden in the Jiuyou Xuan Mirror. If you have the thought of killing, you can sense it by just probing out the spiritual thoughts. Since you have married a descendant of my Zhuge lineage, the inheritance of the martial arts will be regarded as a gift to you!"

Although young people are very free and easy, their eyes will always be accompanied by endless vicissitudes, and there is still a hint of melancholy at this moment.

Ye Feng sighed inwardly that this was a tragic emperor who should have had a great cultivation level, but he created a peerless and powerful enemy to attack him. Finally, he died with hatred and died on the ancient battlefield.
Chapter completed!