Qiankun Gourd

The black demon leopard did not want to sit and wait for death, and wanted to use his powerful demonic power to break the ice on his body. But at this moment, the silver giant sword chopped down again, and with a "puff", it cut him in half, leaving only a half-dead Nascent Soul floating there.

Ye Feng waved his hand lightly and threw the Nascent Soul into the small gourd.

"The first demon king's Nascent Soul is in our hands!"

Without saying a word, Ye Feng turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

"Thank you, senior! Thank you for killing the demon king!"

Those human cultivators and demon cultivators all knelt down to express their gratitude.

A month later.

A loud rumbling sound was heard from a tall mountain on the Wanping Continent, and a four-headed mantis, a hundred feet long, broke through the air and appeared in front of Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng came to Wanping Continent, he heard that monsters had massacred several cities and no one survived in these cities.

When they arrived at one of the cities, Ye Feng asked Wangcai to smell the scent in the city and quickly found the location of the monster.

Ye Feng unceremoniously controlled the Blue Moon Sword and slashed down at a mountain, which angered the four beast mantises in the mountain. These four beast mantises were the demon king that Ye Feng wanted to find.

"Four-headed mantis!"

Ye Feng was also slightly surprised when he saw that this mantis had four heads.

"This ignorant human monk actually dared to come to my door. He is really courting death."

The four-headed mantis sneered, and with a flick of its six wings, it appeared in front of Ye Feng, and chopped down at Ye Feng fiercely with a pair of sickles.

Ye Feng flew backwards, controlling a white giant sword, a green giant sword, and a blue giant sword to slash at the four-headed mantises at the same time.

After fighting for several hours, Ye Feng gradually gained the upper hand.

The four mantises were beaten back step by step.

Although the four-headed mantis is quite powerful, it is still far inferior to the Black Panther Demon King.

After a fierce fight, the four-headed mantises gradually lost their strength and turned around to flee into the distance.

But he didn't get far as he was hit by Ye Feng's Red Thunder Sword and let out a scream.

Ye Feng controlled the three giant swords without hesitation and slashed at the four-headed mantises.

At first, the four-headed mantises wanted to use their protective shields to resist, but they could only resist for a moment before the shields shattered.

And three huge swords slashed down at him at the same time.

Puff puff puff puff!

The four-headed mantis was cut into four halves, leaving only a four-headed mantis's Nascent Soul floating there.

Ye Feng grabbed the Nascent Soul in his hand and threw it into the small gourd.

"Now that we have obtained the Nascent Soul of the second demon king, we should be able to try to break through the Golden Immortal Realm again."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng flew away from here and returned to the fairyland.

Just as he returned to the fairyland and was about to enter the territory controlled by the Wenxian Sect, three figures suddenly appeared.

When Ye Feng saw these three people, his brows frowned slightly. It turned out to be them.

These three people were none other than the third elder of Tiangang Sect, Heng Guoyuan, the third elder of Yuxian Sect, Fang Ziping, and the third elder of Linxian Sect, Cao Ting'er.

"Ye Feng greets the three seniors!"

"What a coincidence today, meeting three seniors here!"

Ye Feng knew that it was no coincidence that these three people were here, but he still pretended it was a coincidence and was slightly rude.

"Ye Feng, this is not a coincidence, we are waiting for you here on purpose."

The person who was speaking was wearing a green gauze dress. She had snow-white skin, a curvy figure, an oval face, willow-shaped eyebrows, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak. It was Cao Ting'er.

"How can Ye Feng deserve to have the three seniors waiting here? You must be joking!"

Ye Feng's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. It turned out that the three of them were here to cause trouble for him.

"Humph, Ye Feng, you killed a disciple of my Tiangang Sect in the competition. Today is the day you die."

Heng Guoyuan, who was wearing a white robe, sneered and a white light shot out from his hand.

Ye Feng did not resist, but had already activated the Flying Thunder Magic in his body. He instantly disappeared from the spot, appeared a thousand feet away, and then appeared again several miles away.

"Teleportation!"

When the three saw this scene, they were all surprised.

"We can't let him get away, chase him!"

Cao Ting'er shouted angrily, took the lead and chased after him, followed by the Tiangang Sect's third elder Heng Guoyuan.

The third elder of the Yuxian Sect, Fang Ziping, stood there without moving. Their sect had no grudges with Ye Feng, so he did not want to get involved in this mess, but was still dragged here by the two of them.

"My two fellow Taoists, you go and chase him. I will stop Ye Feng here and prevent him from returning to the sect."

Fang Ziping sent a message to Cao Ting'er and Heng Guoyuan.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Daoist Fellow Fang!"

The two of them thought about it for a moment and felt that it made sense. It would be terrible if Ye Feng suddenly came back. They must kill him outside the sect.

After dozens of teleportations, Ye Feng took out a small gourd and drank some of his immortal power.

"These old guys are really cunning. They actually blocked me there and prevented me from returning to the sect."

"It seems that I can only find a place to hide first."

Thinking of this, he used a spell to disappear on the spot.

Just at this time Cao Ting'er and Heng Guoyuan caught up.

"Ye Feng, you can't run away!" Cao Ting'er smiled coldly and flew towards the direction where Ye Feng was flying again.

Heng Guoyuan followed closely behind.

Although Cao Ting'er and Heng Guoyuan are third-level golden immortals with extremely fast speeds, Ye Feng's speed is not inferior to them when he uses the Flying Thunder Technique.

In this way, the three of them chased each other for about ten days.

"This won't work. We should hide and improve our cultivation to the Golden Immortal Realm."

Thinking of this, Ye Feng flew towards a huge river in the distance.

He concealed his breath, flew into the river, and soon disappeared.

Soon, Cao Ting'er and Heng Guoyuan caught up.

"What? Where are the people?"

When the two saw that Ye Feng had disappeared, they released their spiritual sense and started looking around for him.

But found nothing.

"Friend Cao, do you think he will hide down there?"

Heng Guoyuan said as he glanced at the river below.

"possible?"

"What kind of river is this? We can't go down there rashly!"

Cao Ting'er looked at the river below, her eyebrows slightly frowned.

“This seems to be the Mahakala River?”

Heng Guoyuan suddenly widened his eyes and shouted,

"Fellow Daoist Cao, we should not stay here for long. We must leave here quickly."

After Heng Guoyuan finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and fled away into the distance.

"Since you two Taoist friends are here, just stay!"

A deep voice suddenly came from the water, and then a middle-aged monk wearing red armor and a pair of tentacles on his head flew out of the river.

Behind him were many guards in red armor.

"Red Shrimp King, fourth level demon king!"

Cao Ting'er's face suddenly turned pale, and she turned into a streak of light and fled into the distance.

"My lord, shall we give chase?"

A red-armored guard stepped forward and asked.

"No need! There's no need to fall out with the human cultivators over trivial matters."

The Red Shrimp King waved his sleeves, turned around and flew into the river, disappearing without a trace.