Qiankun Gourd

A month later, Ye Feng left Piao Xuan Sect and headed towards Liuguang Mountains according to the location marked on the scroll.

Li Baiyue, Liu Changqing and Huang Youdao began to prepare to attack the evil spirits and monsters guarding various cities.

With Ye Feng's help, they can finally let go and do their best.

Ye Feng was moving very fast, and after about three or four days, he arrived above the Liuguang Mountains.

At this moment, the monks of Piao Xuan Sect have also begun to take action and launched an attack on the demons guarding the ten cities.

Of course, the demons in Liuguang Mountain also got the news soon, but they didn't take it seriously. They just sent several demons in the Mahayana period to provide support.

These Mahayana demons were discovered by Ye Feng not long after they flew into the mountains.

"It seems that the Piaoxuan Sect's actions have already begun!"

"These Mahayana demons must be going to provide support!"

"I happened to be here, so I killed them!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng turned into a ray of light and flew towards these figures. The green sword in his hand flew out, whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A dozen Mahayana demons died on the spot before they could react, and then turned into black mist and disappeared.

"Who dares to kill a cultivator from my Chimei clan?"

From a distance, figures were running towards them. The leader was actually a seventh-level real ghost. Behind him were a sixth-level real ghost, a fifth-level real ghost, three fourth-level real ghosts, five third-level real ghosts, and more than a dozen first- and second-level real ghosts.

"Wangcai, Golden Ape! There are a lot of people on the other side, can you handle it?"

When Ye Feng saw so many real ghosts, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Wang Wang!"

"Ow!"

Wangcai and Jinyuan said there was no problem.

"Forget it, there are still too many people on the other side. Let me kill some first, and it won't be too late for you to take action later!"

Without saying a word, Ye Feng summoned out the Gradeless Flying Sword. The Gradeless Flying Sword and the Qingming Sword simultaneously transformed into countless sword lights and killed these real ghosts and monsters.

The seventh, sixth, fifth, and fourth level real ghosts can still block the attack of sword light, but it is hard to say about those third, second, and first level real ghosts.

Puff puff puff puff!

Wherever the sword light went, the third-level real ghosts, the second-level real ghosts, and the first-level real ghosts were instantly killed, and screams were heard.

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

"Not good, this person is a seventh-level True Immortal, all of you step back and let me handle it!"

The leader, an old man in a black robe and a red face, shouted loudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a black ancient lamp in his hand spun and flew out. He cast a spell in his hand, and a gray fire lion about a hundred feet tall flew out from the ancient lamp.

“Ah…!”

The gray fire lion roared angrily and pounced towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng made a hand gesture and a blue lion flew out.

The blue lion charged towards the gray fire lion.

In a moment, the two lions began to fight each other.

The grey fire lion was transformed from the ghost fire of the ancient lamp and was extremely ferocious. Ye Feng's blue lion was transformed from the water of the Milky Way that he controlled and was obviously much stronger than the other.

At the beginning, the two fought evenly, but soon the gray fire lion was defeated and turned into a ball of gray flame, which was smashed into pieces by the blue lion.

"What? Impossible! I am a fire lion transformed by ghost fire. Even if your lion is of water attribute, it can't be his opponent!"

The old man in black robe and red face was shocked when he saw this scene.

"go with!"

Ye Feng ignored the other party and pointed his finger. The blue lion pounced towards the old man in black robe and red face.

The old man in black robe and red face did not dare to delay, and hurriedly controlled the ancient lamp to shoot out a pillar-like gray flame.

There was a loud bang!

The gray flame collided with the blue lion. The gray flame was dispersed by one blow, and the ancient lamp also trembled slightly and exploded.

"Ah? My Dark Abyss Ancient Lamp!"

The old man in black robe and red face shouted loudly, and at the same time, a stream of hot blood rushed to his throat, and a stream of black blood spurted out.

"Elder, we are here to help you!"

Seeing that things were not going well, other Chimei cultivators used their treasures to attack Ye Feng.

At this time, Wangcai and the Golden Ape flew out and rushed towards these cultivators of the Chimei clan.

Although the two of them were quite powerful, the other side had too many people. Ye Feng was worried, so he controlled the Wupin Flying Sword and Qingming Sword to kill them.

Puff puff puff puff!

Several screams were heard, and those cultivators of the Chimei clan died on the spot one after another.

Ye Feng waved his hand and put all their Nascent Souls into the small gourd.

At the same time, a red lightning shot out from Ye Feng's hand, and this red lightning instantly turned into a giant sword, which attacked the black-robed, red-faced old man.

The old man in black robe and red face tried to resist desperately, but he couldn't resist at all. He was hit by a sword and died on the spot. Ye Feng was not polite and took away his seventh-level true demon's Nascent Soul.

"How dare you kill my monks!"

At this moment, a sound like thunder rang out in the sky, and a tall figure appeared in the sky.

Then, a huge black hand grabbed Ye Feng.

"Hmm? An eighth-level real ghost?"

Ye Feng looked up and was immediately surprised, but he soon smiled in his heart.

"I accept your Nascent Soul!"

Ye Feng sneered, flew up, and threw a punch. Then a huge golden fist shadow smashed towards the black hand.

There was a rumbling sound!

The golden fist shadow and the black big hand collided instantly, and Ye Feng's figure was shocked and flew back immediately, and the tall figure was not much better off. His body trembled slightly and flew backwards a hundred feet.

"This kid is so strong!"

The eighth-level true ghost was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that this human cultivator was so powerful. Although he was only a seventh-level true immortal, he had the same strength as him.

In fact, Ye Feng did not use his full strength. He just wanted to test the opponent to avoid stepping on a nail without knowing it.

"It is indeed an eighth-level true demon!"

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.

Although he is now a seventh-level True Immortal, his strength is not weaker than that of a ninth-level True Immortal. Naturally, he does not take this eighth-level True Ghost seriously.

The eighth-level real ghost in the sky clasped his hands together and silently recited the magic formula again. Then he suddenly opened his mouth and a black light shot out.

The black light was extremely fast, as if it was going to pierce Ye Feng with one blow.

Ye Feng was not polite either. He opened his mouth wide and a flame about a foot thick flew out.

"Humph, you really overestimate your own abilities. You dare to use such a flame..."

"What..."

The eighth-level true ghost looked down on Ye Feng's flames, but was stunned the next moment.

I saw that the flame instantly struck out his black light and was in front of him in a moment.

"You...what kind of flame is this?"

The eighth-level real ghost was so frightened that he immediately sacrificed a small gray shield. The small gray shield flashed with light and turned into a high gray wall with evil ghost patterns engraved on it.

Boom!

The flames attacked the gray high wall, which only lasted for a moment before shattering with a snap.