The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

  Chapter 518 Demon Temple Kings, three black flowers, cursing power

  A ghastly hall.

  Someone walked out of the shadows, looked at the direction hundreds of thousands of miles away, and whispered:

  "Fanzong two-star star-rising celebration?"

   "Heh, just take this opportunity to let Wang Zhong go to investigate the reality. If Ye Feng is really related to the Great Beihe, he must use this person to find the Great Beihe."

  "If this person doesn't know Emperor Beihe, get rid of it!"

  This mysterious man wearing a mask has cold words, as if walking out of an abyss, full of coldness.

  If Ye Feng were here, he would find that the mysterious person also had a little aura similar to "Seven Steps to the Sky".

  This is the trace of the power of heaven and earth that will remain on the body after frequently using "Seven Steps to the Sky".

  Although it is very light, it can be noticed.

  However, this person's breath is not pure enough.

  ……

  The teleportation hall of the magical kingdom.

  A young figure walked out of it.

  He raised his head, looked at the void nearby, twisted his neck, put his hands in his sleeves, and smiled:

"finally reached!"

  As soon as the voice fell, the young man took a step and moved away.

  After a few flashes.

  The young man appeared outside the scope of the Spiritual King Capital, and then continued to teleport, rushing in the direction of the ethereal sect.

  Every time he teleports, there are hundreds of miles.

  At this person's speed, half an hour later, he successfully reached the vicinity of the Misty Sect.

   "Is this the Misty Sect?"

  The young man lowered his head, touched his chin, and found that there were many more people in the Misty Sect, who seemed to be guests from all around.

   "It turned out to be a two-star star-rising celebration. The only two-star force asked me to go out. It's really overkill."

  The youth is a little dissatisfied.

  His hands continued to be inserted in his sleeves, and he did not attack immediately.

  Miaozong, Zongmen Square.

   Ye Feng put on the dress that Gong Qingqiu carefully prepared, sat on the throne of the lord, and looked around for a week.

  Today is the day of the star-rising celebration of the mysterious sect.

  This is not the first time.

  However, Ye Feng is still happy.

  He looked at the guests from all walks of life sitting on the seats, and he was in a great mood.

  After all, you can have a table again!

  In the kitchen.

  Li Jiaojiao is busy with a dozen second-generation disciples who are proficient in cooking.

  Some young and beautiful second-generation female disciples took the initiative to pour tea for the guests on the seats.

  Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie and other disciples are picking up guests.

  "Welcome to real Yunhua!"

   "Sect Master Liuyun, hello!"

  "Hundred Qizong teaches you, welcome!"

  Many generations of disciples have all advanced to the Juyuan Realm, and their strength has greatly increased, and they have been able to compete with many one-star powers.

   "Friends of the Kamikaze Sword Sect, welcome!"

  Before going up the mountain road, Li Zilong, carrying a mad dragon bone spear, bowed his hand to the coming two-star power practitioner.

   "Hello Elder Li!"

  Swordsman Mu Ruxue, Ji Wushuang, Bai Chunfeng, Old Monster Ding, and other strong masters of the Shenfeng Sword Sect appeared at the same time, sitting on their seats.

  In no time, the leaders of the Sword King Sect, the Junwang City, and the Ten Thousand Islands League took the stage one after another.

   and even other resident elders of the Tianjiao list, and other gods origin realm powers, all appeared at this time and sent blessings to the Misty Sect.

  In the seat.

  Ye Feng looked at the mountain of gifts around him, his face calm, and kept nodding to the visiting guests, but he was already excited in his heart and almost laughed out of a pig.

  Why hold a celebration?

celebrate?

  No, it’s to make money!

   "The Empress of the Demon Kingdom of Liang, send blessings to the Misty Sect!"

  At this time, Shi Lei shouted loudly and attracted the attention of the audience.

  All the guests looked back and saw that the Empress Liang, dressed in gorgeous clothes, walked elegantly and dignifiedly.

  Behind her, followed by dozens of young and beautiful Xuetu women, attracted the eager attention of many practitioners on the scene.

  "Nanming Kingdom sends blessings to the Misty Sect!"

  At this time, the City Lord of Zhongyuan City, City Lord of Beiliang City and others arrived at the same time and offered gifts.

   "The Third Prince is here!"

   Another high-pitched shout came out.

  Everyone followed the sound and saw the three princes Ling Luotian, the guardian of the gray robe old man, and the eldest princess Lingyue arrived at the same time.

  Even the incumbent Spiritual Lord followed.

  At this time, all the guests are here.

  Ye Feng looked at the tens of thousands of practitioners in the seat, and felt a lot of emotion for a while.

  It stands to reason that it is impossible for the two-star power’s star-rising celebration to attract so many powerful leaders to come.

  However, after the first battle of the royal capital, the fame of the ethereal sect skyrocketed, and the limelight overwhelmed all forces in the psychic kingdom.

  Someone once joked that the Misty Sect is the strongest two-star power in history, unprecedented.

  "Welcome everyone!"

   Ye Feng stood up and bowed his hands to everyone present.

   "Ye Zhangmen, congratulations!"

  People from all major forces expressed their congratulations.

  Mu Ruxue, Mo Minxi, Shu Hongyu and others looked at Ye Feng and found that although he had lost all his cultivation skills, his complexion was good and his mood was relaxed.

  In the crowd.

  Lin Yuyan and Ding Baixue raised their heads and looked at Huo Yunjie who was sitting next to Ye Feng, their pretty faces blushing.

   "Yun Jie has been promoted to the ranking of Tianjiao, and I, now I have just broken through the Juyuan realm, and the gap with him is still too big."

  Ding Baixue lowered her head with a sad expression.

  Lin Yuyan looked at Huo Yunjie and sighed lightly.

  Recalling the scene when the two went on a blind date, she realized that she seemed to have missed a Taoist companion worthy of entrusting her for life.

  Dong Qiang also arrived at the scene.

  He suppressed his own breath and sat next to Sect Master Liuyun, not daring to make any sound.

  At first, he didn't want to come.

  However, the Sect Master Liuyun grabbed his hand and forcibly dragged him to the Misty Sect, making him very helpless.

  ……

  Qingyun Gate.

  Xiao Fangu stood in front of True Person Qingyun who had gone back and forth, staring at him with big eyes.

  After a while, the old man Qingyun blushed, and he scolded: "Why, even you have opinions on the real man?"

  Xiao Fangu lowered his head: "The disciple dare not."

  His strength has greatly increased, but he is still incomparable with the high-level Azure Cloud Reality in the Ju Yuan realm.

  When you should bow your head, you have to bow your head.

  At this time, Xi Xinyu walked out from the side and bowed to the real Qingyun: "Sect Master, are we really not going to participate in the two-star star-rising celebration of the Misty Sect?"

   "Fuck off!"

  As soon as he said this, the real Qingyun trembled all over.

  He avoided Ye Feng and went to the star-rising celebration. Isn’t this uncomfortable for himself?

  Thinking of this, Madam Qingyun closed the door and announced his death.

  For this, everyone at Qingyunmen looked at each other.

  However, since the real person Qingyun returned with the spirit tree, the sect had a miniature spirit vein again, and everyone was relieved.

  ……

   缥缈宗.

The   Star Rising Festival continues.

  Noon.

  A piece of snow-white petals fell from the sky, and immediately after that, the elders from the capital of the appraisal stepped forward.

  Behind them are hundreds of young and beautiful women, holding the door plaque covered by the red cloth with their own breath.

  "Congratulations to the Misty Sovereign for being awarded the second star!"

  The appraisal elder announced aloud that the voice was loud and resounding for hundreds of miles, like the roar of thunder, which was impressive.

   Ye Feng took the door plaque, hung it on the door of the Zongmen Hall, and lifted the red cloth.

  After the three characters "缥缈宗", the original one gold star has now become two.

  This is a symbol of two-star power!

   "Congratulations to Ye Zhangmen!"

  "Congratulations to Mistake!"

  The visiting guests raised their glasses to celebrate.

  The atmosphere on site is very harmonious.

   "Yo, it's quite lively!"

  But, at this moment, a discordant voice slowly passed down and attracted the attention of the audience.

  Void.

  The mysterious young man who had arrived here a long time walked out of the void, showing his real body, carrying his hands on his back, and overlooking all the people on Zongmen Square.

  The aura belonging to the seventh layer of the Divine Origin Realm suddenly broke out!

  In an instant, the youth became the focus of the audience.

"Who is that?"

  "Listening to this person's tone, he didn't seem to be here to congratulate, but instead seemed to come to find fault."

   "This person looks very young, but he has already entered the seventh stage of the Divine Origin Realm, which is really terrifying!"

  "Afraid it is not an old monster with a good face?"

  People from all major forces are looking at each other.

  They have a hunch that something big will happen in today's misty sect!

   Ye Feng sat on the seat.

   raised his head and looked at this mysterious young man with the vast aura of the Seven Layers of the Divine Origin Realm, a strange color flickered in his eyes.

   "Who are you?"

   Ye Feng asked.

  He opened the eyes of insight.

  [Name: Wang Zhong]

  【Cultivation Base: Seven Layers of Divine Origin Realm】

  [Remarks: Elder of the "Devil Temple" in the Holy City of the Sun]

  This is information obtained by Ye Feng.

   Ye Feng said that he was very unfamiliar with the power of the "Devil Temple". It was a local power in the Sacred City of the Sun. It was hundreds of thousands of miles away from here. He hadn't heard of it. It was normal.

   But no matter what the other side is, Ye Feng is not very welcome.

  He could see that the kings were not good.

   "Who am I, you are not qualified to know."

  Wang Zhong carried his hands on his back and looked at Ye Feng contemptuously.

  Before the battle of the royal capital, he did not dare to talk to Ye Feng like that.

  But now, times have changed!

  In Wang Zhong's view, Ye Feng nowadays is just a toothless tiger and poses no threat to himself.

  He looked around, but he didn't see the avatar of the ancestor Ling Miao and the ancestor of Jin Ling, and he thought of the Demon Temple behind him, full of confidence.

   "So crazy!"

   "I really want to rub him on the ground."

  The disciples of the Misty Sect were aggrieved.

  This person is too arrogant!

  "How do you speak?" Real person Yunhua snorted coldly, pointing at Wang Zhong and yelling.

  "Juyuan Realm, just to die!" Wang Zhong suddenly turned around, reached out to the real person Yunhua, and then crushed him to death.

  At this moment, Zhenren Yunhua has a heart palpitations of splitting liver and gallbladder.

   "Bold!"

   Ye Feng angrily scolded.

  Behind him, the Chifeng Halberd appeared out of thin air, splitting out a sharp red golden glow, and shook Wang Zhong away.

  The real person Yunhua who was saved his life took a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Feng with gratitude in his eyes.

   "Hey, medium-grade Lingbao!"

  Wang Zhong looked at the clothes that had been smashed in front of him, his face sinking, "Oh, it's a mere illusion. There are even middle-grade Lingbao sitting in town. It's a pity, even so, it can't stop me."

  He smiled contemptuously.

  The next moment, Wang Zhong stretched out his hand, and a black flower appeared in his palm, with only three petals, exploded with a frightening breath, and instantly locked the entire void.

   "High-grade Lingbao!"

  "This is a treasure that can only be refined by the ancestors of the Shattering Void Realm. No wonder this person is so arrogant that even the ethereal sect is not in the eyes."

  People of all major forces have changed their colors.

  Even Ye Feng's expression changed.

  High-grade Lingbao is powerful.

  Even if it is not urged by the Void-Breaking Realm, it can still display the strength of the first-level Void-Broken Realm.

   "If I don't reveal my strength, I can't deal with this person's high-grade spirit treasure, what should I do?"

   Ye Feng was lost in thought.

  It was hard for him to fake the decoration as being abolished, and as a result, he really attracted people who secretly watched the ethereal sect.

  However, he didn't want to expose his strength so early.

  In that case, you can't catch big fish.

   "Who is so bold?"

  At this moment, the two terrifying auras descended from the sky, uniting into a wave of horror, instantly calming the three-petal black flower.

  Wang Zhong's face suddenly became gloomy.

  He stared at the sky.

  There, two old men appeared.

   Jinling ancestor clone and spirit ancestor.

   "Who are you?" The ancestor Ling Miao stared at Wang Zhong, his eyes full of fierceness.

  "The three-petal black flower...is the devil flower!"

  The ancestor of Jin Ling stared at the flower-shaped high-grade Lingbao, his pupils shrank, "Are you from the Demon Temple?"

  Wang Zhong heard that the ancestor Jin Ling had recognized this spiritual treasure, straightened his chest, and sneered: "Yes! Since you recognize the Demon Temple, you two, dare to stop me?"

   "What is the Demon Temple?" The Ling Miao ancestor said solemnly.

   "A hidden force in the Holy City of the Sun, with a four-star level. It is said that they have only one of the Void Realm, but the other party is the Four Layers of the Void Realm. We are not opponents at all."

   Jin Ling ancestor clone said with a gloomy face.

  This level of power, he can't deal with it.

  At the Void Breaking Realm, the gap between each small realm is quite large. Just talk about the battle of the royal capital some time ago, the ancestors of the tree monsters of the peak level of the Shattering Void Realm, and their two great ancestors can be restrained.

  If you come to the Second Stage of Void Breaking Realm, you can easily suppress them, let alone the more terrifying Fourth Stage of Breaking Void Realm.

   "What can I do?"

  Ling Miao Ancestor's face became more gloomy.

  The power of the Demon Temple, the Spiritual Kingdom can't compete with it at all. Is it necessary to move out of the Sun Ancient Sage?

   However, the same forces under the Sage of the Sun, the Demon Temple must also be supported by the Old Sage of the Sun.

  In this case, backing is useless.

  Because the backer of both parties is the same person...

  This situation is very embarrassing.

   "The Misty Sect and the Demon Temple have no grievances and no grudges, why do you want to take action against Ye Zhangmen?" The ancestor Jin Ling has rich experience and immediately changed the questioning method.

   "It is true that there is no grievance, but I want to bring Ye Feng back to the Demon Temple. There is something I need to ask him."

  Wang Zhong held the demon flower, his voice was cold.

   "Man, it is impossible to take it away for you."

  The Jinling ancestor clone spoke immediately.

  The current Ye Feng's cultivation is completely lost, and when he goes to the Demon Temple, he can't protect himself. Even if Ye Feng is still half a step, he can't protect himself.

  In front of the Demon Temple, even if the three of them joined forces, they would only hit the stone with the pebbles.

   "Then don't blame me for the shot."

  Wang Zhong took a deep breath, stretched out his hand, took off a black petal, and threw it out.

  In an instant, a terrible anger burst out.

  Over the entire Misty Sect, a black demon **** of great height suddenly appeared.

  The breath that belongs to the first layer of Void Breaking Realm, suddenly swept the audience.

   Ye Feng lifted up, looked at Wang Zhong who was protected by the other two flowers, and touched his chin.

   "It seems that I want to try the magical power of "Strange Curse", and only it can kill this overly arrogant Demon Temple practitioner without knowing it."

   Ye Feng secretly said.

  The wide sleeves fell, covering the hands that were pinching.

  For the menacing Wang Zhong, Ye Feng has already murdered.

  This kind of person, no matter what, must be eliminated.

  In an instant, Ye Feng finished casting the spell.

  However, he did not activate it for the time being.

  High in the sky.

  The two great ancestors shot at the same time, and their bodies were covered in the color of glazed jade, and their skin changed to jade, becoming extremely strong.

  This is the supernatural power "Void Jade Body"!

  Boom!

  Behind the two of them, there was a dazzling and dazzling dazzling dazzling appearance.

  They shot at the same time.

   Click!

  The black demon god's magic appearance was defeated by the two of them, turned into a petal with a crack on the surface, and returned to Wang Zhong's side.

"Humph!"

  Wang Zhong was extremely dissatisfied.

   "You dare to stop our Demon Temple from doing things, when I tell the Lord about this matter, no one wants to live!"

  He is very arrogant.

   Even when facing the two Great Void Breaking Realms, he didn't panic at all.

  Probably because, he is backed by the Demon Temple!

  But at this moment, Wang Zhong suddenly felt that something had entered his body, and instantly entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

"what!"

  He had a palpitating feeling of being entangled by weird power, and couldn't help but scream. Then, his soul collapsed on the spot and turned into a large suffocation, which was stored in his mind.

  Everyone only had time to hear a scream.

   Then, Wang Zhong fell from the sky and hit the Zongmen Square with a "bang".

"This!"

  Everyone looked at this sudden scene, their eyes widened and their faces were full of bewilderment.

  Why are the people who came to the Demon Temple, who was mad just now, are gone?

After    startled, everyone suddenly felt relieved.

  For whatever reason, Wang Zhong has fallen, and that is a delightful thing.

  Some people even want to set off firecrackers to celebrate.

"died?"

  The avatar of the ancestor Jin Ling and the ancestor Ling Miao looked at Wang Zhong lying on their backs on the square, with their mouths open, and they looked at Wang Zhong in amazement~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They looked at Ye Feng subconsciously.

  For a moment, the two felt that Ye Feng did it.

  However, Ye Feng stood up, his eyes widened, his fists clenched, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was also shocked by this scene.

  The doubts in the hearts of the two great ancestors disappeared.

   "Who did it?"

  The two turned to look at Wang Zhong, frowning, full of doubts.

  No one knows that Ye Feng's seemingly shocked and stunned heart has long been happy.

  A divine origin realm sevenfold, killing instantly.

  Weird curse, really terrifying!

  　 Third more! ! The author got up at 6 o'clock this morning, and then started codewords at 7 o'clock, and worked hard to write 10,000 words. Although the text is only 9,500 words, it is equivalent to adding more! Hey-hey! Proud, hands on hips! Today is 520. As a result, except for the property, no one else gave me happiness. It was too sad! Oh oh oh!

  (End of this chapter)