Qiankun Gourd

"Haha, are you going to come up one by one, or all together?"

Ye Feng sneered.

In front of him, there was a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage, three cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage, and one cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

With his cultivation level in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, which is comparable to the strength of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, coupled with various magical powers, various magic weapons, and the help of Wangcai, Saitama and others, killing these people is as easy as stepping on a few ants.

However, these people believed that Ye Feng would definitely die today. What a ridiculous thing this was.

"Ye Feng has achieved great accomplishments, Senior Mo Yin, let's attack together!"

True Man Jiujue glanced at Ancestor Moyin and said.

"You little brat, you have no place to speak here! I am enough to deal with this man!"

As soon as the Demonic Ancestor finished speaking, a black ancient sword wrapped in demonic energy appeared in his hand. The ancient sword was about four or five feet long.

"go with!"

The Demonic Ancestor snorted coldly, and the black ancient knife in his hand flew out. In a moment, it turned into a giant blade about ten feet long, and slashed towards Ye Feng.

The giant blade was moving at an extremely fast speed, and before the others could even see what was happening, it had already reached Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and with a flash of white electric light around him, he disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the Demon Yin Ancestor in a moment.

A green-gold light suddenly flew out from his hand and attacked the Demonic Ancestor.

"not good!"

When the old ancestor Mo Yin saw Ye Feng disappear from the spot, he knew that something was wrong. When he turned around, Ye Feng appeared behind him, and he screamed in fright.

He hurriedly wanted to dodge far away, but it was too late. He could only activate the protective shield.

A black light flashed around him, and a black light shield protected him.

Bang!

The green sword light attacked the black light shield.

The Demonic Ancestor felt a huge force attacking him, and his body flew backwards involuntarily. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Fellow Daoists, come together!"

The Demonic Ancestor flew backwards four or five feet. He circulated the magic power in his body, barely managed to stabilize his body, and shouted loudly.

The others stood there in a daze for a moment, stunned with fear, because they didn't even see how Ye Feng made his move, and the Demonic Ancestor was already injured.

After hearing the call from the Demon Ancestor, they came to their senses and took out their magic weapons to attack Ye Feng.

But at this moment, two figures flew out from Ye Feng.

These two figures are Wangcai and Saitama.

Whizzing!

Two screams were heard immediately.

Wangcai was extremely fast. He grabbed the dantian of a cultivator in the late Jindan stage from the Yimo Sect and took out the golden elixir. The cultivator died instantly on the spot.

Saitama flew to Wu Heng, grabbed his neck, took out his golden elixir, and swallowed it in one gulp.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior brother!"

When others saw this scene, they all started trembling with fear. What the hell was this? It was too fast.

"A corpse puppet at the peak of the early Nascent Soul stage, and a dog at the middle Nascent Soul stage!"

"this......"

How can you fight with a dog like him when he has reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage?

"Jiu Jue, you old fellow, I have been wronged by you. You actually found such a troublesome opponent for me!"

When the old man Mo Yin saw that the situation was hopeless, he turned into a streak of black light and fled into the distance.

Saitama flashed and turned into a black light and chased after him.

True Man Jiujue did not hesitate and turned around to flee in another direction. However, before he ran far, a large blue hand suddenly flew out from behind Ye Feng and grabbed him in its hand.

"Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life. This is all the intention of the Demon Sect's ancestor Mo Yin. It has nothing to do with me!"

True Man Jiujue struggled and shouted loudly in fear.

He really didn't expect that Ye Feng was so powerful and had two helpers in the Nascent Soul stage by his side. If he had known this earlier, he would never do such a stupid thing, but it was too late.

"Humph! You came to provoke me earlier, but I let you go. You ignored my kindness. In that case, I will accept you from the Jiujue Sect."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, the big blue hand clenched hard, and with a "puff", True Man Jiujue screamed and turned into a meat paste.

Ye Feng waved his hand and put away his storage bag.

The other cultivator from the Yimo Sect was torn into pieces by Wangcai before he could escape, leaving only his storage bag.

Not long after, Saitama flew back with the half-dead Demon Slayer in one hand.

"Master, how should we deal with this person?"

Saitama said in a voice transmission.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, this is all a misunderstanding! It was that damned old ghost Jiu Jue who instigated me to deal with you. If you don't believe me, you can ask him!

Jiu Jue, come out here and explain to me!"

The Demonic Ancestor shouted weakly, then looked around and saw that True Man Jiujue had disappeared. He immediately understood something.

It seems that Jiu Jue is dead.

Seeing this, cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Hehe! Jiu Jue was the one who ordered it. You said it was Jiu Jue who instigated it. Who should I believe?"

"Fellow Daoist, believe me, believe me! That old man Jiu Jue is talking nonsense!

If you spare my life, my Demon Sect is willing to obey your orders!"

The Demonic Ancestor explained in fear.

"I have no interest in your Demon Sect!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and grabbed the storage bag of the Demon Ancestor.

"Saitama, I leave him to you!"

"Obey my master!"

Saitama agreed and placed one hand on the crown of the Demon Ancestor's head.

The Demonic Ancestor tried his best to escape, but it was of no avail. He was so scared that he screamed loudly.

“Mercy…Mercy…Mercy!”

Saitama grabbed the Infant of Demon Yin from his body, and Demon Yin immediately lost consciousness.

He opened his mouth wide, and a huge suction force swept towards the Nascent Soul. Streaks of blood flew out from the Nascent Soul and into Saitama's mouth.

The Yuanying screamed, and in a moment, his essence and blood were sucked dry and he died on the spot.

Seeing this, Ye Feng nodded slightly in satisfaction, and then shot out two huge fireballs from his hands, burning his body and Nascent Soul to ashes.

Afterwards, he collected the storage bags of other people and shot out several fireballs from his hands, burning all the bodies to ashes.

"You are the ones seeking death, don't blame me!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly.

"Let's go to the valley to look for the thousand-year-old purple lotus."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, Wangcai and Saitama disappeared at the same time, and he flashed and flew into the valley.

After flying for about an hour, a large pool of water appeared deep in the valley, with many lotus roots growing in the pool.

And in the innermost part of the pond grows a purple lotus shining with colorful rays of light.

"The thousand-year-old purple lotus! Judging from the light emanating from its body, it has been in the making for two thousand years. If you take it, you will be able to break through to the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul within a hundred years."

Seeing the purple lotus, Ye Feng was very happy, so he flashed and flew to the pond, reaching out to pick the purple lotus.

At this moment, a thousand-year-old giant crocodile flew out from the deep of the pool and bit Ye Feng.