Qiankun Gourd

Purple arcs of electricity flashed around Ye Feng again, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, blocking Yuwen Du's way.

"Fellow Daoist Ye! Isn't it enough for me to not want that blue whale beast? Why are you so angry!"

Yu Wendu smiled bitterly when he saw Ye Feng blocking his way.

"If you leave like this, I will lose face. How about this! If you have any treasures, take them out and give them to me, and we will write off this debt!"

In terms of means and magic power, Yuwen Du is not inferior to Ye Feng, but Ye Feng's dual cultivation of magic and body has completely suppressed Yuwen Du.

If there is another competition, he will definitely lose.

"I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring any treasures with me! I only had a few magic weapons that were not worth mentioning.

If you don't mind, just accept it!"

After Yu Wendu finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and two magic weapons flew out.

The two magic weapons are a golden sword and a red flame halberd.

"Not bad. Although I can't use it, my two disciples can. Thank you!"

Ye Feng took a look, smiled slightly, and put it away.

"Friend Ye, can I leave now?"

Yuwendu asked.

"Of course!"

Ye Feng waved his hand.

"Then I'll take my leave. I hope to learn from you again next time we meet."

Yuwen Du clasped his fists and bowed slightly, then turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

"I never thought I'd meet such an opponent today. I'm so embarrassed! I guess I need to learn some physical training techniques in the future.

When I have time in the future, I will go find Mr. Ye to learn from him.

"

"Interesting, interesting!"

Ye Feng looked towards the place where Yuwen Du disappeared and smiled slightly. He found that this Yuwen Du had similar strength to his own, but the other party had not practiced any physical cultivation techniques.

"Master, are you okay?"

At this time, Du Qingqing and Zhuo Zifan flew over.

"I'm fine, this is yours!"

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeves, and two magic weapons flew out and landed in front of the two of them.

"Master, what is this? Is it a magic weapon?"

The two looked at the treasure in front of them in amazement and were so happy that they didn't know what to say.

"That's right! You can't activate it with your current cultivation level, but you can use it after you form the elixir."

"Okay, everything is done, we should go back!"

"Thank you Master!"

Upon hearing this, the two of them hurriedly thanked Ye Feng.

......

After returning to Jiujue Peak, Ye Feng, Du Qingqing and Zhuo Zifan all began to retreat.

Ye Feng sat upright in his cave abode. With a wave of his robe sleeve, a mini black roc floated out. The soul of this mini black roc had been extracted, and it floated there like a wooden chicken.

"let's start!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, made a gesture with his hands, and a black light shot out, sweeping towards the little black roc.

And so, eighty-one days passed.

The little black roc slowly opened his eyes, then flashed and flew into Ye Feng's body, and then came to his dantian, floating beside Ye Feng's first Nascent Soul.

Ye Feng took a deep breath.

"It's done!"

Ye Feng stood up, flew out of the cave in a flash, and arrived at a height of thousands feet.

He clasped his hands together, and then a black light flashed around him, and he transformed into a black roc about ten feet long.

"Yes, after refining this second Nascent Soul, I actually have the blood of the Dapeng demon clan."

The black roc flashed and turned into a black light and flew forward at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it flew a hundred miles away.

Then, purple electric light flashed around him, and purple arcs of electricity appeared around Hei Mang. With the help of the thunder-attributed skills, his speed increased several times.

Unless one is a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, he cannot be seen at all.

At such a speed, Ye Feng consumed very little mana.

"This is the power of the demon race's origin. No wonder the demon race is so powerful. It doesn't take too much mana to have such magical powers."

Ye Feng's figure flashed and turned back to his original appearance.

Then he suddenly had an idea, and his mind moved slightly. Without transforming into a roc, a pair of black wings grew behind him. Each wing was one or two meters long.

The black wings flashed slightly, and he disappeared on the spot.

After completing the refining of the second Yuanying, the next step is to consolidate the compatibility between the second Yuanying and one's own soul, so that the two can have a better understanding.

The reason why Ye Feng was able to use the second Nascent Soul was entirely because he practiced the "Ten Thousand Gods Art", which gave him powerful spiritual power.

Time flies, and twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye.

After stabilizing his second Nascent Soul, Ye Feng began to practice other techniques. He practiced the Nine Seas Primordial Art to the sixth level, the Thunder Immortal Art to the fifth level, the Ten Thousand Gods Art to the sixth level, and the Vajra Art to the ninth level.

And forged the thirty-six Nine-Star Spirit Bamboo Swords into intermediate magic weapons.

Wangcai and Saitama also made breakthroughs in their cultivation, and the Black Tortoise Ice Turtle even entered the late stage of foundation building.

There are already millions of magic flukes.

With the help of elixirs, Du Qingqing's cultivation level was improved from the late stage of foundation building to the peak of the early stage of elixir formation, and Zhuo Zifan's cultivation level was improved from the middle stage of foundation building to the early stage of elixir formation.

At this time, Ye Feng arranged for the two of them to go down the mountain for training.

The affairs of the sect are all left to other elders to handle.

During these twenty years, the entire Anwu Continent has become turbulent. Monsters have appeared in many countries, and their number seems to be increasing.

After Ye Feng came out of seclusion, an elder reported the matter to him.

After hearing this, he suddenly thought of what the Black Peng demon had said, that there were demon beasts lurking in many countries in the Anwu Continent.

They are here to subvert the mortal world in order to cut off the roots of the ascended monks.

"It seems that the demon cultivators from the upper realm are not simple! They are ready to take action so soon!"

At this moment, a white figure suddenly flew over from a distance.

"Haha, Brother Ye, you finally came out of seclusion. How about competing with me again?"

This figure was none other than Yuwen Du, the second elder of Chifeng Sect.

Hearing Yuwen Du's voice, Ye Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. In the past twenty years, Yuwen Du had challenged Ye Feng countless times.

They were all rejected by Ye Feng in seclusion. It seems that there is no way to escape today.

"Fellow Daoist Yuwen! If you lose, you can't lose in vain. You must leave something behind!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and came to a high altitude.

"Fellow Daoist Ye hasn't changed at all. He's still the same, so greedy for money! I've already prepared 10 million spirit stones!"

Yuwen Du laughed.

"Okay, in that case, let's find a place where there's no one to spar!"

Afterwards, the two of them turned into a beam of light and disappeared.

In the sky above a certain uninhabited area, two figures, one white and one blue, collided with each other, and a sound that shook the world and made the ghosts weep was heard.

After several encounters, Yu Wendu was already beaten black and blue by Ye Feng.

"Friend Ye, stop, stop. I'm convinced! Even if I practice for another twenty years, I still won't be your opponent!"

Yu Wendu was breathing heavily and looking at Ye Feng as if he was a freak.

"Thank you, Daoist Yuwen. But you must not forget the 10 million spirit stones!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"You can't do without it, you greedy old freak!"

Yu Wendu pulled a pot out of his sleeve, and a storage bag flew in front of Ye Feng.

"Haha, Brother Yuwen is straightforward! Let's go to my place for a drink!"

Ye Feng put away the storage bag, walked up to Yu Wendu and patted him on the shoulder.