The shopkeeper nodded and then took Yang Feng to a warehouse.

Then Yang Feng soon saw the so-called ship, which was seven or eight meters long and only three or four meters wide.

Like other ships, this ship is also powered by spirit stones.

However, according to the shopkeeper's words, this ship consumes a lot of spirit stones.

Hearing this, Yang Feng smiled and said nothing.

Yang Feng asked, "It's it. I don't know how many spirit stones are needed?"

Although Yang Feng did not use it, he was very satisfied after just a few glances.

The shopkeeper agreed when he saw Yang Feng readily, and his face suddenly showed a surprise expression.

The shopkeeper was silent for a moment and said, "Originally, the owner of this ship was going to auction for 30,000 spirit stones, but because he is dead now, the ship dared not take it to auction, so I will sell it to you for 40,000 spirit stones!"

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled, "Shopkeeper, few people should buy this ship, right?"

Although most of the immortal cultivators in Xisha rely on ships to travel, even those big families and major forces would not spend so much spirit stone to buy a ship.

The 40,000 spirit stones can only accommodate a few people, and no one needs them.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Thirty thousand spirit stones! I don't dare to ask for them if there are too many. Although this ship is faster, it is easy to attract others' attention. It would be bad if it is snatched away."

Hearing Yang Feng's words, the shopkeeper immediately smiled bitterly.

As Yang Feng said, the reason why this ship has been left for so long is that it is because of its credibility and is afraid to sell it on the surface, but on the other hand, it is a price problem, and many immortal cultivators are reluctant to spend money to buy it.

The shopkeeper sighed lightly, then nodded and said, "Okay! Since you are so cheerful, I can't be too long-winded."

Yang Feng nodded with a smile, then asked, "Do you still have a room here? I'm going to stay here for one night tonight!"

This business not only sells various ships and some items, but also is an inn, which welcomes some immortal cultivators to come and live.

After completing the transaction of 30,000 spirit stones, the shopkeeper became much more generous.

After hearing Yang Feng's words, the shopkeeper hurriedly said, "We have the most luxurious room, and you are the big customer of our business, so this room allows you to live for one night for free."

It was almost dark now, so Yang Feng was preparing to stay by the beach for one night and wait until tomorrow morning to go out to sea again.

Yang Feng gave the shopkeeper a space ring and said, "There are 30,000 spirit stones inside. After you put the boat in, you can return the space ring to me."

The shopkeeper carefully took the space ring and then treated Yang Feng even more respectfully.

Although space rings are not unfamiliar to immortal cultivators, many immortal cultivators in the Golden Elixir realm have space rings.

But there are very few people who can hand over the space ring to others so casually.

Moreover, space rings are big and small. The most common space ring is one square or so space, and there are also more than a dozen square meters.

However, it can accommodate a ship space ring of eight or nine meters long, which means that the space ring has a very large space.

Just this space ring, 30,000 spirit stones are nothing.

In the middle of the night, Yang Feng was drinking alone in the inn.

This time I went to Flaming Mountain, the danger was unimaginable.

That is not an extremely cold place. Yang Feng will die there if he is not careful.

At this time, Yang Feng not only remembered Chen Mengyao, but also his wives.

Ai Xiaoai, Tian Rou, Leng Bing, Leng Qing, and the cute Situ Wanru, and his newly born son, couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, and he had the intention of giving up and going to the Flame Mountain.

However, Yang Feng thought again that if he didn't go to Flame Mountain, then the Emperor of Hell would come to Kunlun to commit evil deeds.

By that time no one is the opponent of the Hell Emperor, the whole world will fall into disaster.

By that time, will I, Chen Mengyao and others be spared?

What is due to come is always coming!

Yang Feng took a deep breath and his eyes showed determination.

"Have you heard of it? Ye Feng, who was rumored a few days ago, came to the town!"

"I heard that he also hunted a Scorpio God King at the peak of level nine. Tsk, this strength is really terrifying! If we can reach his level at any time!"

One of the men smiled disdainfully and said, "What are you envious? He provoked people from the Death Gate a few days ago. It is said that a large number of strong men from the Death Gate are looking for him. He dares to appear here. I guess it will take less than two days before the Death Gate will kill him!"

When Yang Feng heard this, he couldn't help but look surprised. He had naturally heard of the Gate of Death. It is said that it is one of the major forces in the Xisha River. There are many strong people in this Gate of Death. Just in terms of power, no one of the three super forces in the South Barbarians is weak.

Moreover, there are more than ten powerful people in the Nascent Soul Mirror, and even the strongest person in the Death Sect Master has the strength of the Nascent Soul Mirror. Unexpectedly, Ye Feng has provoked such a large force.

In fact, he didn't think about himself. When he was still in the Foundation Building Mirror, he provoked many major forces. When he had the strength of the Golden Dan realm, he provoked a large pirate gang in Xisha, and was finally chased by the powerful Nascent Soul Mirror and fled everywhere.

However, without these experiences from the beginning, he would not have reached this level now.

It can only be said that Ye Feng’s experience is very similar to his, both of whom provoked powerful forces and were forced to flee in the end.

Although he had a good impression of Ye Feng, he did not reach the point of immediately trying to help. After listening to the talk of these cultivators, he left after dinner.

The next day, the cultivators had already started a new day. Some drove boats to sea to hunt, some set up stalls in the market, and some were busy with various things.

Yang Feng had some breakfast, took the space ring from the shopkeeper's respect, took it with his fingers, and then walked out immediately.

The whole town was very lively, and there were many immortal cultivators at the port. Fleets had already set off. He smiled and was about to leave, but suddenly felt a few powerful auras.

Soon, a shocking battle sound came from afar. Some immortal cultivators were so scared that they fled everywhere, and some were attracted to watch from afar.

At the beach at the port, four strong men surrounded a young man. The battle just now was what these people called them. These people had a strong aura and were all the strength of the Nascent Soul Mirror.

"Ye Feng, you killed many powerful people from my Death Gate. Today, my Death Gate was taken by you."

One of the middle-aged men held a long sword and said with a gloomy face.

The young man held a fiery red spear and his face was calm. After hearing this, he couldn't help but say coldly: "Right and wrong, are the people in the Gate of Death so unreasonable?"

Many people know that the gate of death relies on its strong power and often does things that both humans and gods are angry with each other. However, no one dares to say anything with their strong power.

The middle-aged man sneered: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't take your life today, what's the face of my door of death? Go and die!"

The four of them joined forces to attack Ye Feng. The two strong men were in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror, and the other two had reached the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror. Ye Feng's spear, under the joint efforts of the four, did not fall at a disadvantage.

"Bang!"

A strong man in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror spewed out a mouthful of blood, and was slapped to the ground by the fiery red spear, and was seriously injured.

Everyone looked shocked. The four powerful people in the Nascent Soul Mirror did not do anything to Ye Feng. Ye Feng's strength is really powerful!

When the remaining three people were unable to fight against each other, a sudden shout came from afar.

"The person who hurt my gate of death will surely die!"

An old man soared into the sky and flew at a fast speed. He flew towards Ye Feng with a long lock. The powerful attack made many people look disgusted. The old man's strength may have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror.

Ye Feng's face also changed, and the spear in his hand blocked it. The huge force immediately shook him back dozens of steps. With a muffled groan, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Another strong man came from a distance, completely blocking Ye Feng’s retreat!

This person's strength is actually the late stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror.

The six strong men, both of whom have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror, are almost half the strong men in the entire Death Gate. It can be seen how determined the Death Gate has made in order to chase Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, I see where you will escape today!"

The old man held a black chain, which was a broken artifact and was extremely powerful.

Facing the six strong men, Ye Feng frowned, but he was born with a cold face, so he snorted coldly and didn't say anything.

"Kill him so that you can give the sect leader an explanation!"

The old man smiled and waved his hand, and the other five people took action together.

Before the other party took action, Ye Feng moved his body and fled in one direction very quickly, while a powerful man from the Nascent Soul Mirror Stage stopped him.

Ye Feng flashed, and he raised his spear slightly, opened the opponent's attack, and then gritted his teeth and stabbed forward.

The strong man in the Nascent Soul Mirror Stage had a hole in the chest with the spear.

Near the bay port, there was no immortal cultivator. The boats were completely destroyed by the attacks of several people. Under the siege of six powerful people, Ye Feng killed three powerful people again, and was finally seriously injured by the old man.

Blood flowed along Ye Feng's body. He supported his body with a long gun in his hand, and his face was full of wry smiles. He thought that Ye Feng was extremely talented and had accidentally entered the dangerous land several times and got some unimaginable opportunities. The flame gun in his hand was the real artifact he had obtained in a dangerous land. With this artifact, he could use his early stage of the Nascent Soul Mirror to kill a strong man of one level.
Chapter completed!