Qiankun Gourd

In a cave on a mountain in Shanyan City.

A small purple tripod was floating not far in front of Ye Feng, and the tripod was shining with a faint purple light.

Ye Feng bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the small tripod.

"Ling'er, the rest is up to you."

Ye Feng said to Hu Ling'er who was standing beside him.

"Yes, son!"

Hu Ling'er agreed, made a hand gesture with one hand, and drew something with the other hand. After a moment, a huge rune appeared.

The rune flashed and flew towards the purple cauldron.

Then, she drew several runes in her hands, and these runes flew into the small tripod and disappeared.

Every time a rune flew in, the purple light around the small tripod would intensify a little.

Ten runes flew in, and the light from the purple small tripod illuminated the entire cave.

"Sir, it's done!"

Hu Ling'er said happily.

Ye Feng looked at the small shield in front of him and was very happy: "It is indeed a king-level fairy treasure."

"Brother, Zhu Gaowen invites you to a banquet in Shanque City."

At this moment, Qiao Xier's voice was heard outside the cave.

"Going to a banquet?"

"Junior sister, please reply and I will definitely go tomorrow."

Ye Feng transmitted the message.

"Yes!" Qiao Xier agreed.

The next day, Ye Feng came to Shanque City alone.

The Elders' Hall of Shanque City.

Seeing Ye Feng walk into the hall, Zhu Gaowen hurried forward to greet him with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are here as expected!"

"Haha! Please take a seat!"

"Brother Zhu invited me, how dare I not come!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and sat aside.

"In fact, I invited Fellow Daoist Ye here today for no particular reason. I just want to take your life!"

As Zhu Gaowen spoke, his treacherous face revealed.

"How do you want to take my life, Mr. Zhu?"

Ye Feng was not surprised when he heard this, but picked up the cup of fairy tea beside him and took a sip.

"Fellow Daoist Ye has the cultivation of an eighth-rank golden immortal, so it is certainly not easy to take him. Therefore, I have set up the 'Heavenly Net Golden Light Formation' here. Without the immortal power of a profound immortal, it is impossible to break it."

Zhu Gaowen smiled slightly, then waved his hand lightly, and a golden light shield quickly enveloped the entire hall.

"Then I will experience the power of the 'Heavenly Golden Light Formation'."

Ye Feng smiled calmly.

"Haha, Ye Feng! You are so calm even when you are about to die. I hate people like you who pretend to be calm.

Okay, today I will let you experience the power of my "Heavenly Golden Light Array".

"

As soon as Zhu Gaowen finished speaking, his figure flew into the air, and then he used his hand to cast a spell, and golden light emerged from all around and shot towards Ye Feng.

"What a powerful 'Heavenly Golden Light Formation', but it's a pity that it doesn't work on me."

Ye Feng smiled coldly, and red lightning shot out from his body and went straight towards the golden light.

As soon as these golden lights collided with the purple lightning, they were shattered one after another, and then the red lightning shot out towards the golden light shield.

The golden light shield couldn't block the attack and shattered with a crackling sound.

"what?"

Zhu Gaowen was greatly surprised. Without the immortal power of a mysterious immortal, it would be impossible to break through this 'Heavenly Golden Light Formation', unless Ye Feng had the immortal power of a mysterious immortal.

"Impossible, impossible! You are only an eighth-rank golden immortal, how can you have such strong immortal power?"

"Humph, even if you broke my 'Heavenly Golden Light Formation', don't forget that you are my defeated opponent."

"Come here, kill him!"

Then hundreds of monks swarmed out from all directions and killed Ye Feng.

"Leave it to you!"

Whoosh whoosh!

Three figures flew out and killed these monks. These three figures were the Vulture, Wangcai and the Golden Ape.

"Zhu Gaowen, today is the day you die!"

Ye Feng sneered, and three flying swords shot out at the same time.

"Hehe, Ye Feng, you are a defeated general!"

Zhu Gaowen sneered, and with a gesture in his hand, three blood-red long swords flew out and headed straight for Ye Feng's three flying swords.

In a moment, three flying swords and three blood-red long swords began to fight together.

Bang bang bang!

Three long swords were knocked away one after another.

"How could this be?"

Zhu Gaowen looked at Ye Feng with disbelief. In the last duel, he defeated Ye Feng with these three blood-red swords, but this time, he was defeated after just a few rounds.

"Could it be that he is a mysterious immortal?"

Zhu Gaowen thought secretly in his heart,

"But the Immortal Palace has issued an order that Xuanxian are not allowed to participate in the competition for resources?"

"Ye Feng, you...you...you actually dared to hide your cultivation. I will definitely report this to the Immortal Palace and make sure you die without a burial place."

"As a Xuanxian, you dare to attack us Jinxians... Let's see how you explain to the elders of the Immortal Palace..."

Zhu Gaowen was full of confidence, but his back suddenly felt cold and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

If Ye Feng is really a Xuanxian, Zhu Gaowen will die here no matter what. He can only take out the decree of the Immortal Palace to intimidate Ye Feng.

"Humph, you see clearly, I am an eighth-rank golden immortal, and I have not violated the rules of the Immortal Palace."

Ye Feng ignored him and controlled three flying swords to kill Zhu Gaowen.

Zhu Gaowen didn't want to listen to Ye Feng's explanation at all. He turned around and fled out of the hall, taking out a token and starting to transmit his message.

"Ye Feng, just wait, the Immortal Palace will send someone soon."

Zhu Gaowen shouted loudly while fleeing.

"Humph, by the time they get here, you'll be dead!"

As Ye Feng activated his magic formula, a beam of fire shot out from the sky and instantly hit Zhu Gaowen.

Zhu Gaowen immediately activated his protective shield to block the flames outside.

The flames instantly enveloped Zhu Gaowen, and his protective shield only resisted for a moment before shattering.

The flames rushed directly towards his body, and Zhu Gaowen used the power of a ninth-level golden immortal to desperately resist.

With the help of powerful immortal power, the flames were temporarily blocked, but Zhu Gaowen's face looked extremely ugly at the moment, and he looked like he would rather die than live.

"Messenger from Asgard, come quickly, Messenger from Asgard, come quickly!"

At this moment, three figures suddenly appeared in the sky, all of them exuding the cultivation level of the Xuanxian realm.

"Mr. Envoy, this person is a disciple of the Human Emperor Immortal Sect. He has hidden his cultivation and attacked the younger generation. Please make the decision, Mr. Envoy."

Zhu Gaowen shouted loudly as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Where did the Asgardian messenger come from? He arrived so quickly!"

Ye Feng was surprised when he saw these three people.

The three people in the sky, led by a young man in a white robe, glanced at Ye Feng with his spiritual sense and then shook his head.

"If you are not as skilled as others, don't bite them randomly. It's a waste of our time!"

"withdraw!"

After the young man in white robe finished speaking, he disappeared into the air with the other two.

"Mr. Envoy...Mr. Envoy...Could it be...Could it be that you are really an eighth-rank golden immortal..."

Zhu Gaowen's face was pale and his voice was much deeper. It was obvious that he had consumed most of his spiritual power.

"Now you can rest assured!"

Ye Feng shot out a nine-colored lightning from his hand. Zhu Gaowen was instantly hit by the nine-colored lightning and let out a miserable cry. His body became unrecognizable and turned black with a burnt smell.

Then his body was engulfed by flames and burned to ashes, leaving only a unconscious Nascent Soul floating there.