Qiankun Gourd

After the competition, Ye Feng left Zuixian Peak accompanied by Fang Xintian.

The flying boat slowly flew towards Xianyang City. The boat was filled with laughter and joy. The Fang family was very happy at this moment.

"Senior, this is the recipe for the 'Golden Mysterious Pill', please accept it!"

Fang Xintian handed a scroll to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng took the scroll, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and memorized everything in his mind.

"Miss Fang, I am usually quite busy with my cultivation, so I'm sorry to bother you with collecting the magical herbs and medicines for the pill recipe."

Ye Feng casually returned the scroll to Fang Xintian.

"Don't worry, senior. I will do my best to help you!"

"It's just that our cultivation is too low, so Senior has to do the alchemy himself."

Fang Xintian took back the pill recipe.

Ye Feng looked ahead and nodded slightly.

At this moment, dozens of figures suddenly fell from the sky and blocked their way.

"All members of the Fang family will die today!"

"Kill me!"

A young man in the lead shouted loudly. This young man was none other than Wang Huaxiang. On his left and right were two elders of the sixth-level Golden Immortal Realm who were previously from the Zhou and Sun families in Zuixian Mountain.

Upon hearing the order, many monks rushed towards the flying boat together.

Seeing this scene, Fang Xintian was shocked, and the others on the flying boat were also at a loss.

Ye Feng smiled coldly: "Miss Fang, I'll leave the others to you, and leave the three sixth-level golden immortals to me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Feng flew out.

"Everyone, fight!"

Fang Xintian shouted and controlled a golden sword to kill.

"Fight for the Fang family!"

The Fang family members on the flying boat also flew out and killed them.

In a moment, the two groups of troops fought together.

And Ye Feng appeared in front of Wang Huaxiang and the other two.

Because Ye Feng was wearing a mask, Wang Huaxiang did not recognize him as Ye Feng.

"My two Taoist friends, you two can rest here. Let me kill this guest elder of the Fang family."

After Wang Huaxiang finished speaking, he waved his robe sleeves and a large white hand flew out and grabbed Ye Feng.

"Brother Wang, since you are looking for death, I will not be polite."

Ye Feng thought to himself, and started to practice the "Nine-Colored Mysterious Thunder" he had just practiced. With a point of his hand, a beam of nine-colored lightning shot out.

The nine-colored lightning was like an indestructible sword, instantly smashing the white hand into pieces, and then went straight towards Wang Huaxiang.

"what?"

Wang Huaxiang was so frightened when he saw this scene that he broke out in a cold sweat. When he wanted to do something, the nine-colored lightning pierced his chest. Blood spurted out, and he screamed and died on the spot.

Ye Feng grabbed the opponent's Nascent Soul with one hand and put it into the small gourd.

The other two sixth-rank golden immortals trembled with fear when they saw Wang Huaxiang being killed in one blow.

"Eighth-rank Golden Immortal! Escape!"

The two turned around and fled into the distance.

Ye Feng shot out two nine-colored lightning rays from his hands in succession. The two men screamed and died on the spot before they could fly far. Their Nascent Souls were collected by Ye Feng into a small gourd.

Afterwards, Ye Feng collected all the immortal weapons, immortal treasures, and immortal stones from the three people, and burned everything else to ashes.

The identities of these three people are not simple, so they cannot leave any clues.

"Three brothers, you wanted to kill me, and I had no choice!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and several flames shot out from his hands, attacking other cultivators.

The other monks were engulfed by flames and screamed. After a while, they were all burned to ashes.

"Miss Fang, it's not advisable to stay here for long. Leave here as soon as possible!"

Everyone boarded the flying boat and flew away.

The three elders of the Wang, Sun and Zhou families were killed, but the three family heads did not pay attention to it for a while. In order not to get into trouble, they spoke with one voice and said that the three men died while they were out on a mission.

The disciples of the Human Emperor Immortal Sect attended the Chamber of Commerce Conference for their family and died for no reason. They were the first to suffer. In order to distance themselves from the matter, this was the best way.

The person who killed the three people was very powerful, and they did not dare to offend him. They had to do so in order to protect their family.

When Ye Feng returned to the sect, he heard the news of the deaths of three people. They all said that they died while out searching for treasures, so the sect did not take it too seriously. Such things happened frequently and were nothing new.

Not to mention the death of a sixth-rank Golden Immortal while out searching for treasure, even a Golden Immortal cultivator would sometimes die while out searching for treasure.

Everyone can only sigh. There are many risks on the road to becoming an immortal, so one must be careful.

It is better not to go to those places with higher risks. After all, at their level of cultivation, each of them has a lifespan of more than 100,000 years, so it is not worth taking risks.

After returning to the cave and resting for a few days, Ye Feng began to practice in seclusion again.

During Ye Feng's training, Fang Xintian began to arrange people to help Ye Feng collect the magical herbs and medicines for refining the "Golden Mysterious Pill".

On this day, Ye Feng’s sect token shone with golden light, and then a voice was heard.

"Outer disciples, inner disciples, come to the Elder Hall immediately!"

Hearing the sound, Ye Feng opened his eyes slightly.

He has been a member of the sect for hundreds of years, and this is his first time going to the Elders' Hall.

"Is something big going to happen?"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng did not delay, and hurriedly got up and left the cave, heading to the Elder Hall of the Human Emperor Immortal Mountain.

The hall was filled with rows and rows of Golden Immortal Realm disciples, there seemed to be thousands of them.

Sitting on the throne in the front of the hall were a white-haired young man, a skinny old man, and a beautiful woman in a red dress.

The white-haired young man was none other than the Great Elder of the Human Emperor Immortal Sect, Master Ying Liang; the skinny old man was the Second Elder, Master Ming Yun; and the beautiful woman in a red skirt was the Third Elder, Master Fan Rou.

True Man Ying Liang has the cultivation level of a ninth-level Xuanxian, True Man Ming Yun has the cultivation level of a sixth-level Xuanxian, and True Man Fan Rou has the cultivation level of a fourth-level Xuanxian.

Below the three people stood several elders from the Xuanxian realm.

"Greetings to the elders!"

All the disciples in the hall clasped their fists and shouted in unison.

"No gifts!"

"I have called everyone here this time because I have something important to say."

"Second Junior Brother, you go ahead and speak."

Master Ying Liang said to Master Ming Yun who was standing beside him.

"The spies have reported that the seals on all levels of the battlefield outside the domain have loosened. As the head of the sect in the Human Emperor Immortal Domain, it is our sect's responsibility to send disciples to the domain to guard it first."

"Once the seals of each interface are broken, a large number of evil demons will pour out. We must fight to the death!"

"If we can't defend it, we can only retreat to the fairyland. With the power of the evil demons, they will be able to break the fairyland barrier within a thousand years. By then, the evil demons will descend on the fairyland, and it will be a catastrophe."

"So, we must win this battle, otherwise the Immortal Realm will be in a very passive position."

Master Mingyun stepped forward and said in a very serious tone.

The hall was unusually quiet. Everyone was thinking about something, perhaps surprised, afraid, excited, or nervous.

"It looks like this time it's going to be real. The seals of all the realms have been loosened. Doesn't that mean that demons from four or five realms will attack the outer battlefield at the same time?"

"I'm afraid the Human Emperor City in the outer battlefield cannot be defended."

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.

"We have already discussed it. This time I will lead the team, along with three elders, one hundred inner disciples, four hundred outer disciples, one thousand menial disciples, and fifty thousand outer mountain disciples."

"The other elders and disciples will stay at the mountain gate."

After Master Mingyun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and a list appeared above the hall. The names on the list flew down and landed on the disciples below, shining with golden light.

Ye Feng’s name is on this list.

"The chosen disciples will go to the outer battlefield with me in three days."