Qiankun Gourd

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

The corner of Saint Luo's mouth curled up slightly, and as he urged the magic formula in his hand, the small black tower instantly grew rapidly, and its power increased greatly.

The black light instantly gathered together and turned into a black beam of light, which shot towards Ye Feng at lightning speed.

Ye Feng was surrounded by golden light, and a huge golden figure appeared behind him. The golden figure raised his fist and smashed it hard at the black light column.

There was a loud bang!

The black beam of light shattered with a snap, and Ye Feng spat out a mouthful of blood. He was immediately blown away and half-knelt in the air.

Patriarch Saint Luo was not feeling well either. His body trembled slightly, and he retreated several steps, with a small amount of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The small black tower flashed with light and flew into the storage ring of Saint Luo Patriarch and disappeared.

At this moment, since both of them had consumed a lot of magic power, they each recalled their treasures.

"Humph! You're really good at resisting. If it were someone else, they would have been annihilated by my attack!"

Patriarch Saint Luo steadied his body, smiled coldly, and walked towards Ye Feng.

"Hmph, you must have consumed a lot of mana to control that Xuantian Magical Treasure just now!"

"I don't know if I can still withstand a blow from a Mahayana cultivator!"

Ye Feng's face was pale and bloodless. He coughed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up tremblingly.

"When you are about to die, you still think that a Mahayana cultivator will come to save you!"

"What a foolish dream! I'll give you a ride!"

After Patriarch Saint Luo finished speaking, his mind moved slightly, and a black light shot out from his hand.

But at this moment, a silver figure flew out from Ye Feng's ring.

Bang!

The black light was immediately dispersed, and the silver figure appeared in front of Master Saint Luo in an instant.

The silver figure was moving at an extremely fast speed, and Patriarch Saint Luo had no chance to dodge. In addition, he had already consumed most of his magic power in the battle with Ye Feng just now, and his reaction was even slower.

Despite this, he still subconsciously activated the protective shield, but the shield was shattered by the powerful aura of the silver figure as soon as it was activated.

Two "puff" sounds were heard!

Two long swords pierced into his body coldly, and blood spurted out.

"ah...!"

Only then did Patriarch Saint Luo see the face of the silver figure clearly. It was a young man wearing silver armor and emitting a powerful aura. It was the Stone Spirit Sword Servant.

"You...you actually still have..."

Master Shengluo died before he could finish his words. At the same time, a little man flew out of Master Shengluo's body in panic and fled away into the distance.

"Don't let him get away!"

Ye Feng said.

"Obey my master!"

The Stone Spirit Sword Servant agreed and disappeared on the spot. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the villain, grabbed the villain's neck, and flew back to Ye Feng.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare my life. I am willing to give you all my treasures. I only ask you to spare my life!"

The villain begged bitterly.

"Humph, I can kill you and still get all your treasures!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and slapped the little man on the top of his head, and the little man fainted immediately.

Then, he waved his hand and took down the various storage magic weapons in the hands of the little man. His spiritual consciousness explored these storage magic weapons, and the holy spiritual treasure black gyroscope and the Xuantian spiritual treasure black small tower were among them.

“I made a lot of money this time!”

Ye Feng smiled happily and collected all the treasures.

"This old guy's Nascent Soul has reached the Mahayana stage. I'm afraid it won't work if he wants to refine a puppet. Just give it to Wangcai to eat!"

The Nascent Soul of a Mahayana cultivator is extremely powerful, and the puppet created from it is not easy to control. It would be bad if it stabbed him in the back one day. It would be much easier to give it to Wangcai and let him improve his cultivation.

Now Wangcai has reached the peak of the late stage of fusion. After swallowing the Nascent Soul of the Mahayana period, it will probably not be long before he can enter the Mahayana period.

Ye Feng waved his hand casually, and the Nascent Soul flew into the spirit beast ring, and Wangcai happily swallowed it in one gulp.

"Wang Wang!"

"I have killed the Saint Luo Patriarch!"

"If you want to live, I can give you a chance to live!"

Ye Feng mobilized the magic power in his body and spoke loudly.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, everyone else stopped.

Upon hearing this, the four Asuras of the Asura clan looked at each other in bewilderment. Their spiritual senses explored the surroundings and found that the figure of Saint Luo Patriarch was indeed missing.

Patriarch Saint Luo had the cultivation base of the Mahayana stage, but he was killed by this person. It was really unbelievable. They were only cultivators in the late fusion stage. If they continued fighting, they would surely die.

"We are willing to follow the lead of our predecessors!"

The yellow-faced Shura, the green-faced Shura, the blue-faced Shura, and the purple-faced Shura all bowed respectfully to Ye Feng.

"Well! In that case, I will spare your lives!"

"From today on, all the ghosts, rakshasas, and asuras in the underworld must live in harmony!"

"Otherwise, I will never let you off easily!"

Ye Feng flashed and landed in front of everyone, speaking loudly.

"Senior Ye has great magical powers. We are willing to respect you as the Lord of the Underworld Continent!"

Ancestor Qingsha clasped his fists and said.

"We are willing to respect Senior Ye as the Lord of the Underworld!"

Zhao Wuji, Ying Lihua, Liu Hanwen, Yellow-faced Shura, Green-faced Shura, Blue-faced Shura, and Purple-faced Shura also clasped their fists and shouted.

"this?"

Ye Feng hesitated.

"I like to be free!"

"Let's forget about the matter of the Lord of the Underworld Continent!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and declined politely.

"If Senior doesn't lead our Underworld Continent, I'm afraid we'll be caught in chaos in the future!"

"Senior, please don't refuse the matter of the Lord of the Underworld Continent!"

"Since you like to be free, then leave the affairs of the Underworld Continent to us old guys!"

"Senior, just practice and travel!"

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly.

"Brother Zhao, this is a good idea. Senior, please don't refuse it!"

Ying Lihua said on the side.

The others nodded slightly in agreement.

"Well, in that case, I will be the Lord of the Underworld Continent!"

Ye Feng no longer refused.

"Since you have agreed to be the Lord of the Underworld, you should take on the title of Saint Ancestor of the Underworld!"

Ancestor Qingsha said again with a smile.

"We are waiting to see the Holy Ancestor!"

Everyone understood what he meant and hurriedly saluted and shouted.

"The Saint Ancestor of the Underworld?"

"This...? It's a bit too much. I am only at the late stage of fusion now. I can't bear this title, I can't bear it!"

Ye Feng refused again.

"Senior, please don't refuse!"

Everyone shouted in unison.

"Since everyone says so, I have no choice but to do it reluctantly!"

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.