Qiankun Gourd

The Golden Bear Patriarch frowned slightly, and seeing that he could not win for the time being, he immediately thought of withdrawing.

At this moment, a colorful long sword in Ye Feng's hand suddenly flew out. The colorful long sword flashed and pierced the throat of the Golden Bear Ancestor.

"not good!"

Upon seeing this, the Golden Bear Patriarch waved his sleeves and a small black hammer spun out.

Bang bang bang!

The small hammer grappled with the colorful sword and was immediately at a disadvantage.

"Top-grade spiritual treasure? Who is this kid to have such a treasure?"

The Golden Bear Patriarch recognized the quality of the five-colored sword at a glance. Even he, an old monster in the early stage of fusion, did not have such a treasure.

"This person's identity is definitely not simple? Judging from the skills he practices, he is very likely a human cultivator?"

The Golden Bear Patriarch thought secretly in his heart.

"I never thought that there would be such a powerful person among the human cultivators! Forget it, forget it! No matter which side we stand on, it won't do us any harm, so why should we risk our lives for the Zhenmu Clan.

Then we can find an excuse and say that the other party is very powerful, wouldn’t that be fine?”

Thinking of this, the Golden Bear Patriarch no longer hesitated.

"My friend, let's leave this matter alone. I'm leaving now!"

He no longer wanted to fight. He waved his sleeves, rolled up the hammer and the bear, and turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, the monks of the True Bear Clan also evacuated the battlefield.

The people of the True Bear Tribe ran away, and the people of the True Bull Tribe did not stay any longer. The Yellow Bull Taoist shouted, "Golden Bull, you old thing, you ran away without notifying us."

Afterwards, Taoist Huangniu left with his people.

The war between the four tribes ended with a great victory for the True Night Tribe and the True Eagle Tribe.

On another battlefield, the True Fire Clan and the True Wood Clan were still fighting fiercely. Although several other clans participated in the battle, they were just perfunctory and did not use their full strength.

The Zhenmu tribe originally thought that the Jiaochi tribe would help them, but unfortunately, before the Jiaochi tribe entered the third domain, they were blocked by the demon cultivators and the human cultivators.

The Jiaochi tribe did not dare to openly go to war with the human and demon races, so they could only retreat back to the third domain.

Ye Feng and Ying Kun led the cultivators of their clan and quickly rushed to the True Beast Valley to assist the True Fire Clan. Under the attack from the three clans, the True Wood Clan was no match and was quickly defeated.

The True Wood Clan was defeated, and the Red Horn Clan did not come to support them, so the two clans broke up completely. The True Wood Clan reconciled with the True Fire Clan and formed the True Spirit Clan Alliance again.

At the same time, the True Spirit Alliance, the human race, and the demon race formed the Third Domain Alliance to deal with the dangers posed by several powerful races in the Second Domain.

Even several powerful tribes in the Second Domain dare not defy the tripartite alliance.

The status of the Zhenye clan in the Zhenling clan is also increasing day by day.

The news that Ye Feng was a disciple of Taixuan Sect was no longer a secret as the alliance of the three clans was formed.

After the matter came to an end, Ye Feng left the third domain and went to the fourth domain.

He first used his divine sense to find the location of the three puppets, and then found Wang Lin through the three puppets.

The last mountain in the fourth domain.

"Meet the master!"

"Meet the Master!"

The three puppets in the God Transformation Stage and Wang Lin bowed to Ye Feng at the same time.

"Wang Lin, in just over two hundred years, you have entered the Spiritual Transformation Stage. Your master was not wrong about you."

Ye Feng glanced at Wang Lin and nodded with satisfaction.

"If it weren't for Master's careful teaching, there would be no Wang Lin today. Please accept your three bows!"

Wang Lin fell to his knees on the ground with a thud and kowtowed three times in a row.

"Get up, no need to be polite!"

Ye Feng waved his hand happily.

"I came back this time to retake the Xiongling Mountains and rebuild the Fenjian Sect! In the future, you will be the leader of the Fenjian Sect!"

"Master, how can I be so virtuous as to be able to..."

"You don't need to say more. I have made up my mind!"

"Thank you, Master! Wang Lin is willing to serve you."

"Okay! Let's go with Master and take back the Xiongling Mountains!"

Ye Feng stood up and turned into a beam of light and disappeared on the spot. Wang Lin and his three puppets also turned into beams of light and followed closely.

Half a day later, the master and his disciple, as well as three puppets in the God Transformation Stage, appeared together in the sky above the Xiongling Mountains.

"Wangcai, Jinmao, go and clean up the disciples of the Blood Corpse Sect!"

Ye Feng transmitted the message.

Wangcai and Jinmao understood what he meant, and flew out one by one, flying down to the mountain below.

In a moment, screams were heard from many mountain peaks. The three late-stage Jinhua cultivators of the Blood Corpse Sect who stayed behind here became food for Wangcai and Jinmao before they could react.

When all the mountains had quieted down, Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"Alright! The Burning Sword Sect is finally back!"

Ye Feng took Wang Lin and flew to the highest mountain.

The news that the Brahma Sword Sect wiped out all the disciples of the Blood Corpse Sect in half a day spread quickly, and many of the previous sects in the Xiongling Mountains came to pay homage to the mountain, expressing their willingness to submit again.

However, the three elders of the Blood Corpse Sect were a little uneasy. Before they could kill them, Ye Feng brought Wang Lin and others to the Blood Corpse Mountain Range.

"Blood Corpse Sect, you destroyed my Burning Sword Sect back then, today I will destroy your Blood Corpse Sect!"

Ye Feng's loud voice spread throughout the Blood Corpse Mountain Range.

At this moment, many figures flew towards Ye Feng, led by the first elder Blood Corpse Ancestor, the second elder Blood Sea Corpse Sea, and the third elder Blood Chip.

Ye Feng recognized the blood chip at the first sight. This blood chip was none other than Tang Tianchou, the traitor of Fenjian Sect. He was now in the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm.

"Ye Feng, you are so brave that you actually killed tens of thousands of disciples of my Blood Corpse Sect!"

The Blood Corpse Ancestor said with a stern look on his face.

"Humph! Back then, you showed no mercy when you destroyed my Fenjian Sect! What's the big deal about destroying tens of thousands of you? Today, I will kill all of you!"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and said bluntly.

"Haha! Even if you are in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, you are still no match for the three of us!"

The second elder, Shi Hai, laughed coldly.

"I never thought that after not seeing him for so many years, this kid has actually reached the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage! What a pity, he has only just advanced to the next stage!"

Tang Tianchou thought secretly in his heart, and then flew out.

"Ye Feng, today is the day you die!"

"Tang Tianchou, you traitor, I'm going to clean up your house today!"

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeves, and seventy-two small green swords flew out and floated in front of him.

"I want to see what benefits that old guy gave you to make you work so hard for him!"

After Tang Tianchou finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and a long sword burning with red flames flew out.

"go with!"

With a low roar, the red sword transformed into countless red sword lights and rushed towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's seventy-two green swords flew out and attacked the red sword lights.

Bang bang bang!

In a moment, countless red sword lights and green sword lights intertwined together, and a spitting sound was heard.

At this moment, Ye Feng smiled coldly, and a three-colored fan flashed out.

"Don't you want to see what Master passed on to me? Then let me show you the power of the Three Flame Fan!"