Qiankun Gourd

The burly man was killed, and when the disciples of the Tianji Holy Sect saw this, they all fled.

Ye Feng ordered all his disciples to go back and rest, and activated the mountain protection formation again to prevent the enemy from launching another sneak attack.

Ye Feng flew in another direction.

As expected, in one direction, there was also a First-Order Saint King cultivator attacking the Thousand Saints Sect's stronghold.

This stronghold had been breached, and the disciples of the Thousand Saints Sect retreated to the top of the mountain and engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy.

"Kill me, leave no one behind!"

The old man at the first-level Saint King level in the sky shouted strangely.

"There is a first-level Saint King!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly and killed the old man without hesitation.

The third eye on his forehead suddenly opened, and a nine-colored light shot out.

The old man sensed something, turned around and shouted "Oh no!", and with a gesture in his hand, a red light shield appeared not far away.

Bang!

The nine-colored light instantly shattered the red light shield.

The old man was greatly surprised. He pointed his finger and a beam of fire shot out, meeting the nine-colored light.

But the flames were instantly shattered as soon as they touched the nine-colored light.

Poof!

The nine-colored light pierced through the old man's chest, blood splattered out of his chest, and the old man screamed and died on the spot.

His Nascent Soul flew out and escaped into the distance.

A golden electric light flashed on Ye Feng's body, and he instantly chased after the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul didn't escape far before Ye Feng grabbed it and threw it into the small gourd.

"The elder of Tianji Holy Sect has been killed, why don't you surrender quickly!"

Ye Feng’s ninth-level Heavenly Saint realm cultivation level was revealed, and an invisible force swept towards the Heavenly Saint Sect’s cultivators.

The pressure immediately made it difficult for these Tiansheng Sect disciples to breathe, and some of those with low cultivation levels vomited blood and died on the spot.

"Senior, spare my life, senior, spare my life, we surrender, we surrender!"

Seeing someone die on the spot, the others knelt down, took out the storage holy vessels and shouted loudly.

The Tianji Holy Sect was no match for the Qiansheng Sect in a head-on confrontation, and its sneak attack failed, so it was defeated once again.

Ye Feng chose to go into seclusion again, preparing to break through to the first level of Saint King realm.

After hundreds of years of practice, his cultivation finally broke through to the First-Level Saint King Realm.

If he wants to take revenge, his cultivation is still too weak. After so many years, Liu Zhengyang's cultivation is estimated to have recovered to the sixth level of Saint King.

Even if he meets him now, Ye Feng is no match for him.

The strength of the Tianji Holy Sect has been greatly reduced. Ye Feng thought that he could take the opportunity to hunt down the second- and third-level Saint King-level elders of the Tianji Holy Sect to improve his cultivation.

He once again came to a place a hundred miles away from the Tianji Holy Mountain and hid there. If anyone went out, he could intercept and kill them.

A few days later, an old man in purple robes flew out from the Tianji Holy Mountain with several disciples.

Ye Feng’s spiritual sense swept towards the old man, who had the cultivation base of the third-order Saint King realm.

"It's this old man!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, hid his figure, and followed.

The old man flew hundreds of thousands of miles with some disciples and arrived above a valley.

"Go hunt down the monsters and get the monster pills!"

"I'll be waiting for you on that mountain. If you encounter any danger, send a message to me immediately."

The old man said to his disciples.

"Obey the elder!"

The disciples agreed and flew into the valley, while the old man flew towards a mountain in the distance.

After landing on the mountain peak, the old man sat cross-legged and began to meditate.

This old man has the cultivation level of the third-order Saint King realm, and his strength should not be underestimated. Ye Feng pondered for a long time, preparing to use a delaying tactic, and finally use his third eye to kill the opponent with one blow.

Thinking of this, he waved his robe sleeve, and the Qingming sword spun out and slashed towards the old man.

The old man suddenly opened his eyes, pointed with one hand, and a white light shot out from his hand.

Bang!

The white light collided with the Qingming sword, and there was a sound of explosion!

The Qingming Sword only lasted for a moment before being knocked away.

"Go to the first-order Saint King realm, and you dare to attack me! You are really courting death!"

The old man smiled coldly and flew out. His figure was as fast as lightning and he arrived at Ye Feng's position in the blink of an eye.

Ye Feng flew backwards with a flash of light, revealing his figure. He made a hand gesture and a golden lightning shot out.

The old man easily dodged the golden lightning, waved his hand, and a huge palm print attacked Ye Feng.

Li Erhei clenched his fist and swung out a huge golden fist shadow.

The fist shadow and the palm print collided with each other.

The two of them trembled slightly at the same time and were knocked flying.

"Good boy, you actually have such a deep immortal power."

The old man no longer held back. He made a gesture with his hands and a huge fiery red space domain appeared. A huge fireball in it and this fiery red space domain rushed towards Ye Feng.

"Finally, we're getting serious!"

Ye Feng was waiting for this moment. He urged the magic formula in his hand, and a nine-color space domain appeared, and a huge fireball also appeared in the nine-color space domain.

There was a loud rumbling sound!

The fiery red space field and the nine-color space field collided with each other, and there was a sound of explosion.