Qiankun Gourd

"Fellow Daoist Luohun, we have an agreement! The people from Xuanjian Sect can leave Xuanjian Mountain Range, but you must not harm their lives.

Just now you attacked a junior, what's your intention?"

The Great Master Zhishan had a gloomy look on his face and did not give any face to the Old Ancestor Luohun at all.

This Great Mage Zhishan was also at the initial stage of Refining Void. The Soul-Losing Ancestor did not want to be their enemy, so he said calmly:

"Master Zhishan, I understand what you mean. Why don't we just let them go?"

"Huang Jian, you can take your people and leave now!"

"Thank you, Senior Zhishan!" Huang Jian bowed slightly and said, "I will definitely come to your house to thank you one day!"

Huang Jian was also helpless as his sect’s disciples still needed others to rescue them.

"Brother Huang, you don't have to be polite. Let's go! With me here, they won't dare to embarrass you!"

Master Zhishan nodded to Huang Jian.

"let's go!"

Huang Jian spoke to Liu Shuijian and others behind him, then turned into a ray of yellow light and flew away into the distance.

Li Shuijian had mixed feelings at this moment. He wanted to save Ye Feng, but his ability was limited. Even if he went, he could not help. He might end up getting everyone in trouble just like before. So he agreed and followed closely.

Shi Xiu and other disciples followed closely.

Ye Feng used the teleportation beads and instantly appeared in the secret room of Shuijian Peak. Looking at Lu Lian'er who was dying in his arms, he was filled with grief.

"Brother, I'm glad you're okay. I don't want to leave you..."

Lu Lian'er smiled slightly, and then died.

"Junior sister, why are you doing this?"

This is a blow from a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, and the chance of survival is slim.

Ye Feng's spiritual sense swept towards Lu Lian'er's spiritual sense. Her physical body was dead, but her Nascent Soul was still breathing. However, she was also seriously injured. There was definitely no time to save her. Now there was only one way, which was to protect her soul first.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng did not dare to delay. He quickly placed one hand on Lu Lian'er's crown and started to practice the soul-sucking technique.

After a moment, he extracted Lu Lian'er's soul. Then he waved his hand, and a piece of wood wrapped in spiritual energy flew out, storing Lu Lian'er's soul in the wood.

“Junior sister, this is the soul-nourishing wood. You can keep it inside first. When I find a good spiritual wood, I will make you a good body.

We will definitely take revenge for this!"

"Wang Wang!"

Wangcai suddenly shouted.

"Well, they are so fast, we have to get out of here as soon as possible!"

Ye Feng had no time to grieve. A flame shot out from his hand, burning Lu Lian'er's body to ashes.

His figure flashed and flew out of the secret room and came into the air. In the distance, three figures were flying towards him at an extremely fast speed.

One is in the middle stage of Huashen, one is in the late stage of Yuanying, and one is in the late stage of Yuanying.

The one in the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm is the black-robed ancestor Yun Yi, the one in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm is Ji Ling, and the one in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm is Yun Yi's second disciple Song Yong.

Ye Feng did not dare to be negligent. Purple electric light flashed around him and turned into a beam of light and flew away quickly.

"How can this kid be so fast? It's really amazing. You guys are too slow. I will go ahead and catch up with you in a while."

Yun Yi is at the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm and his speed is obviously much faster than his two disciples. He chases after Ye Feng closely.

"Yes, sir!" the two agreed at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, it had flown thousands of miles.

Ye Feng scanned behind him with his spiritual sense and found that there were only three of them, and that the old demon Yunhun and the old ancestor Luohun did not chase them. This time he felt relieved, but Yunyi was extremely fast and was no more than a hundred feet away from Ye Feng.

"What a fast speed! You are indeed worthy of being a cultivator in the middle stage of the Spiritualization Stage! It seems that it will be difficult to escape. I can only fight to the death.

When there is a huge disparity in strength, you can only give the opponent a fatal blow first, and then think of other ways. "

"Wangcai, go and kill the two people behind to save us from trouble later!"

Ye Feng instructed Wangcai.

"Wang Wang!"

Wangcai agreed, flew out in a flash and disappeared, while Ye Feng took out a small gourd and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

Yun Yi saw a black shadow flying out, but he didn't care. He just stared at Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, you can't run away!" Yun Yi shouted loudly.

Whoosh!

Yun Yichuan instantly came behind Ye Feng. With a wave of his robe sleeve, a huge black hand wrapped in demonic energy suddenly fell from the sky and grabbed Ye Feng at lightning speed.

Yun Yi has reached the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm and his attack speed is extremely fast.

When Ye Feng saw the big hand grabbing him, purple arcs of electricity flashed around him and he instantly dodged the attack of the black hand.

"Hmm? Impossible. This kid is only at the late Nascent Soul stage. How could he escape my attack? No wonder the ancestor wanted to capture him. It seems that he has a lot of secrets!"

Yun Yi thought secretly in his heart.

Ye Feng stopped in mid-air, turned around and looked at Yun Yi.

"Ye Feng, you finally stopped running away. Come back with me to meet our ancestor!"

"Huh! Impossible!"

Ye Feng smiled coldly, muttered some incantations to himself, and then pointed with one hand. Suddenly, a huge silver sword about ten feet long appeared in the sky. The silver sword was shining with silver light, and it slashed towards Yun Yi fiercely.

"not good!"

Yun Yi realized something was wrong at this moment. He hurriedly waved his sleeves, and the big black hand grabbed the giant sword.

The silver giant sword slashed down and hit the black giant hand hard, making a loud rumbling sound.

Although the black giant hand blocked the attack of the silver giant sword for a while, Yun Yi groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"How dare you trick me, you little brat!"

Yun Yi cursed angrily.

Yun Yi is truly worthy of being a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. His magic power is so strong that the blow did not take his life, but it was enough to seriously injure him.

Ye Feng's face turned pale at this time. The power of the Galaxy Sword was indeed quite impressive. It was already very impressive to beat a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator like this. Fortunately, he had already replenished his mana before, otherwise, he would not be able to stand steadily now.

There was a loud bang!

The silver giant sword and Yun Yi's black big hand shattered at the same time. Yun Yi was directly blown away, spitting blood from his mouth.

"Suffer to death!"

Ye Feng stepped forward and punched Yun Yi.

"Humph! I am only injured, not dead! You are no match for me!"

Yun Yi hurriedly swallowed a pill, then flicked his sleeves, and several skulls flew out and pounced towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng had very little magic power left at this time, and with no time to replenish it, he hurriedly activated the Vajra Sutra in his body and punched at the skulls.

Bang bang bang!

After a few punches, these skulls were instantly blown up by Ye Feng.

If Yun Yi had not been injured, Ye Feng would not have been able to hurt these skeletons at all. But now it was different. Yun Yi was seriously injured and his magic power was not as strong as before. These skeletons could not withstand Ye Feng's attack at all.

At this moment, two screams were heard from far behind. Yes, Wangcai had succeeded.

Aaah...!

Aaah...!

"Ji Ling, Song Yong!"

Yun Yi's heart skipped a beat when he heard the voice.