Qiankun Gourd

Qing Jinnan never expected that this young cultivator in the Jindan stage would be so powerful.

He did not dare to delay and flew backwards immediately. At the same time, he waved his robe sleeves and a green sword flew out from behind him, meeting the colorful sword.

There was a loud bang!

The green sword shattered as soon as it collided with the colorful sword. The colorful sword flashed and went straight to Qing Jinnan's throat.

The gap in strength was too huge. Even a cultivator in the late stage of fusion would have difficulty blocking Ye Feng's sword, let alone him, a cultivator in the early stage of fusion.

Poof!

The five-colored spirit sword pierced through Qing Jinnan's chest. Qing Jinnan screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood, with blood gushing out of his chest.

"You...you...are..."

Qing Jinnan died on the spot before he could finish his words, and even his Nascent Soul could not escape.

Puff puff puff puff!

Ah...! Ah...! Ah...!

All the Qingsha cultivators present were instantly killed on the spot, without a single one left alive.

Even the warship in the distance was roaring with a loud rumbling sound, and dozens of Qingsha clan monks were chopped to death by two figures, one black and one gold.

"This senior is so strong that he killed a cultivator in the early stage of fusion in a split second. Could he be a cultivator in the late stage of fusion?"

Wan Gu Mo took a breath and thought secretly in his heart.

"These people have a lot of treasures on them. You can use them if you need them!"

Ye Feng said to Wan Gu Mo who was standing beside him.

"This... I dare not, I dare not!"

Wan Gu Mo didn't dare to covet these people's treasures, for fear of bringing disaster upon himself.

"Forget it! I'll take the items from the cultivators in the Fusion Stage, Void Refinement Stage, and Spiritual Transformation Stage, and you guys take the rest!"

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeves, and an invisible force shot out. Suddenly, countless storage treasures flew into his storage ring.

"Thank you, senior!"

Wan Gu Mo nodded slightly, gave an order to the people behind him, and began to pick up the items left behind by others.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Gu, it would be better for you to live in seclusion in the mountains for a while! I'm afraid the Rakshasa tribe will not be at peace for the next period of time!"

Ye Feng said to Wan Gu Mo.

"Thank you for your reminder, senior! After I go back, I will take my people to live in seclusion in the mountains for a while. When things are over, we will return to the town!"

Wrist bone Mo said.

"Yeah! Let's get out of here too!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he flew back to the town and came to Nie Meixue and Qing Rongrong's residence.

"Senior Sister! Your whereabouts have been discovered by the traitors of the Qingsha Clan. Let's leave here first and rescue the Qingsha Ancestor!"

Ye Feng said.

"Okay! Junior brother, let's go now!"

Nie Meixue agreed.

Qing Rongrong, who was standing by, was naturally very happy when she heard that they were going to save her grandfather, and nodded slightly.

The three of them left the attic. Ye Feng waved his sleeves and a green flying boat a hundred feet long flew out.

"Senior Sister, let's go!"

Ye Feng disappeared from the spot in a flash and got on the flying boat.

Nie Meixue and Qing Rongrong followed closely behind.

The green flying boat flashed with light and flew away into the distance.

Wangu Mo ordered all the tribesmen to leave Wangu Town and live in the nearby mountains.

The green flying boat broke through the air and headed straight for Rakshasa Mountain.

Thousands of miles away from Rakshasa Mountain, the green flying boat stopped.

"Senior sister, little girl! You just stay on the flying boat, I'll go and rescue fellow Daoist Qingsha!"

Ye Feng said to the two of them.

"Brother, be careful!"

Nie Meixue said with concern.

"Thank you big brother!"

Qing Rongrong thanked happily.

"Ok!"

Ye Feng nodded, and then with a wave of his robe sleeve, two masked puppets in the late stage of fusion appeared on the deck.

"You stay here to protect Senior Sister and Miss Rong'er!"

Ye Feng gave instructions to the two puppets in the fusion stage.

"Obey my master!"

The two puppets in the fusion stage agreed.

Afterwards, Ye Feng disappeared from the spot in a flash and flew towards Rakshasa Mountain a hundred miles away.

"Sister Xue! Brother Feng is so amazing. He actually has guards with such high cultivation. Are they all at the Void Refining Stage?"

Qing Rongrong saw the puppets and circled around them.

"Rong'er! They are puppets made by my junior brother! My junior brother is the best at making puppets!"

"Judging from the aura they exude, they are very likely... very likely puppets in the fusion stage!"

Nie Meixue swept her spiritual sense towards the two puppets, but was unable to see their cultivation levels, so she said in surprise.

"A puppet in the fusion stage? So powerful!"

"Brother Feng is so good to us. Before leaving, he even remembered to ask them to protect us!"

Qing Rongrong smiled happily,

"Brother Feng is so powerful, he will definitely rescue Grandpa, don't you think?"

"Yes! Don't worry, Junior Brother Ye will definitely bring Master back!"

Nie Meixue looked towards the place where Ye Feng disappeared.

At this moment, Ye Feng's hidden figure had appeared high in the sky above Luosha Mountain. If he was not a Mahayana cultivator, or a late-stage fusion cultivator who had practiced special skills, he would not be able to be discovered at all.

His spiritual sense swept towards the mountain, and passed through several forbidden magic arrays. Finally, in a mysterious cave at the bottom of the mountain, he found an old ancestor in a green robe who was half dead.

The green-robed old man is now only at the middle stage of the Refining Void realm, with very little magic power left. He is controlled by a black magic circle and cannot move at all.

"I think this is the Qingsha Ancestor!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng flew down and landed at the foot of the mountain.

He hid in the distance, waiting for an opportunity to sneak into the cave under the mountain.

About half an hour later, a burly man in the late stage of the Refinement Realm flew over from a long distance and landed at the entrance of a cave at the foot of the mountain.

"Uncle Qing Xiao!"

Several disciples guarding the cave entrance bowed slightly to the burly man.

"Yes! Uncle Qingmie asked me to persuade the ancestor to surrender. You guys open the door!"

Said the burly man.

"This? Uncle Master, it's not that we don't want to open it. No one can see the Great Elder without the Second Elder's token!"

One of the tall cultivators in the God Transformation Stage said.

Upon hearing this, the burly man slapped the tall monk in the face with a slap.

"You bastard! The Second Elder asked me to come here, why didn't you listen? Do you want to die?"

The burly man then took out a green token.

"I don't dare, I don't dare! I'll open the door right now!"

When the tall monk saw the token, he quickly admitted his mistake, then took out a token and aimed it at the tall stone gate in front of him.

The token flashed, and a ray of light shot out, shining on the tall stone gate. The tall stone gate made a loud rumbling sound and slowly rose up.

"Hmph! That's pretty much it!"

A burly man named Qing Xiao walked slowly into the stone gate.

Ye Feng seized the opportunity and flew into the stone gate with a flash of light. He followed Qing Xiao and slowly walked down the cave.

I don’t know how long I walked before I arrived at a mysterious hall. Not far in front of the hall, the old man trapped in the black light shield was none other than the ancestor Qingsha.