Qiankun Gourd

With the help of Hongyi, Ye Feng killed the six ninth-level ghost kings of the demon clan in the Fuxi Fairyland one by one, and also killed about forty or fifty ghost kings of other realms.

Ye Feng’s terrifying strength made Hongyi feel that it was not a loss at all to become a servant.

Ye Feng did not treat her unfairly and gave Hongyi dozens of demon kings' Nascent Souls, who were very grateful.

"Now that the great enemy of Fuxi Immortal Realm has been removed, it's time for us to go to the three major sects."

Ye Feng drove the Xuan Lei Holy Boat towards the Fuxi Sect.

The purpose of his trip was to find out about Xu Ruyun.

Half a month later, Ye Feng appeared high in the sky above the Fuxi Mountains.

Dozens of disciples from the Fuxi Sect stopped him.

"I am Dong Tianxiang from the Fuxi Sect. May I ask your name and why you came to the Fuxi Sect?"

The leading man, a man in a green robe, bowed respectfully and said.

"Ye Feng from the Human Emperor Immortal Sect!"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and said calmly.

"It turns out to be Senior Ye!"

"The Great Elder has heard that the senior is coming and has been waiting for a long time!"

"Senior, please come with me!"

Upon hearing this, the green-robed man took Ye Feng to the Fuxi Immortal Mountain.

Ye Feng nodded slightly and followed closely.

Many high-level cultivators gathered on the square outside the main hall of Fuxi Immortal Mountain. Leading them was an old man in a white robe, who was none other than the great elder of Fuxi Sect, True Man Fu Xuan. True Man Fu Xuan had the cultivation level of a ninth-level Xuanxian.

Soon, Ye Feng, led by the big man in green robe, landed on the square.

"Haha, I guess this must be Fellow Daoist Ye!"

"I am Fu Xuan, nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Ye."

Master Fu Xuan had heard about Ye Feng a long time ago. Although he was only a seventh-level Xuanxian, he had the strength of a ninth-level Xuanxian, so he was particularly respectful to him.

"Ye Feng meets Fellow Daoist Fu Xuan!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists and smiled slightly.

"I heard that Fellow Daoist Ye, a seventh-level Xuanxian, has the strength of a ninth-level Xuanxian. Is it true?"

A middle-aged monk in a white robe next to Master Fu Xuan suddenly said.

This middle-aged cultivator in white robe has the cultivation level of an eighth-rank Xuanxian, and is the second elder, True Man Fu Jue.

"Who is this fellow Taoist?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

"I forgot to introduce him to Fellow Daoist Ye. This is my junior fellow apprentice Fu Jue. He has this kind of personality. Fellow Daoist Ye, please don't be offended."

Master Fu Xuan smiled slightly.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Fujue. It looks like you want to compete with me?"

Ye Feng said bluntly.

"Please teach me something, Brother Ye!"

Master Fujue said bluntly.

In fact, other people also didn't believe that Ye Feng, a seventh-level Xuanxian, had the cultivation base of a ninth-level Xuanxian, so they all wanted to watch the fun.

"Second Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Ye is our guest, so you must not be rude."

Master Fu Xuan shouted angrily.

"Fellow Daoist Fu Xuan, it's alright. I love sparring with others the most in my life."

Ye Feng said.

"In that case, I will not persuade you any further. You must stop at the right time and not hurt the relationship."

"Someone, set up the space formation."

Master Fu Xuan then gave the order.

Soon, a disciple set up a space magic array in the square.

Ye Feng and Master Fu Jue flashed and flew into the magic circle.

"Fellow Daoist Fujue, how about we decide the outcome with one move?"

Ye Feng said.

"Okay, one move will determine the outcome!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, take this!"

After Master Fujue finished speaking, he made a hand gesture and a huge golden statue appeared behind him. The golden statue held a huge golden sword in its hand, and the sword slashed towards Ye Feng.

The giant sword shone with golden light and instantly reached above Ye Feng's head.

Ye Feng smiled slightly, and suddenly a nine-colored lightning beam shot out from his hand. This nine-colored lightning beam seemed to be several feet wide.

Bang!

The nine-colored lightning collided with the golden giant sword.

Master Fujue was blown away by a powerful force, and his whole body felt numb. The huge statue was also shattered by the blow.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

This attack stunned everyone. If he did not have the strength of a ninth-rank Xuanxian, how could he have defeated the Second Elder with just one move? This showed that Elder Ye did have the strength of a ninth-rank Xuanxian.

"Elder Fujue, how about another attack?"

Ye Feng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and made a move.

"Stop, stop!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye is very powerful. I admit defeat. I admit defeat!"

One blow beat him like this, and one blow didn't even take his life. Master Fujue quickly waved his hand to admit defeat.

"I told you long ago that Fellow Daoist Ye has great magical powers, but you just wouldn't listen and insisted on competing. Now you've made a fool of yourself!"

"You go back and rest first!"

Seeing this scene, Master Fu Xuan's mouth twitched slightly, and then he shouted.

"Good, big brother. If you hadn't asked me to try, I wouldn't have bothered to make a move."

"Now you put all the blame on me."

Fu Jue cursed in his heart.

He said no more, bowed slightly to Ye Feng, turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

Ye Feng flew out of the magic circle in a flash.

"The Second Elder is very powerful, and I won by luck."

Ye Feng said modestly.

“Haha, no need to say more, Elder Ye is very powerful, I’m afraid I’m no match for you.”

Master Fu Xuan praised Ye Feng.

Everyone came to the Elders' Hall and sat down in order.

Master Fu Xuan gave an order, and the sect disciples brought the immortal fruits and immortal tea.

"I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Ye to deal with the demon clan this time."

Master Fu Xuan said with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Fu Xuan, before you came here, I had already killed the six ninth-level ghost emperors of Fuxi Continent. Now you can fight back."

Ye Feng suddenly spoke.

Upon hearing this, Master Fu Xuan's eyes were filled with horror.

"Friend Ye...Friend Ye, you are not joking, right?"

"If it is true, then Fellow Daoist Ye has made an unparalleled contribution to our Fuxi Continent!"

Master Fu Xuan said excitedly.

"You can send someone to investigate. They are leaderless now. This is a good opportunity to fight back!"

Ye Feng took a sip of the fairy tea and smiled slightly.

At this moment, two figures appeared in the hall. One was a middle-aged monk in a green robe, and the other was a slightly plump old man in a yellow robe.

The middle-aged cultivator in green robe is Shenqi Zhenren, the great elder of Shennong Immortal Sect, and the slightly plump old man in yellow robe is Huanglong Zhenren of Huangyan Immortal Sect.

"Daoist Fuxuan, this is great news, great news!"

As the two of them walked into the hall, they shouted happily.

Hearing what the two were saying, Master Fu Xuan stood up in a hurry and asked curiously, "My two Taoist friends, what's the good news?"

"Haven't you heard?"

"Six ninth-rank ghost emperors, I wonder who killed them?"

The Magical Man replied.

"Really?"

Master Fu Xuan looked at the two of them, and then looked at Ye Feng who was drinking tea. He now believed that what Ye Feng said was true.

"I don't know who did it, but he has such magical powers!"

"After killing the six ninth-rank ghost emperors, we can now recover our lost territory."

Master Huanglong said with a smile.

"Hey! Who is this fellow Taoist?"

The two saw Ye Feng and asked.

"Haha, I forgot to introduce you. This is Fellow Daoist Ye from the Human Emperor Immortal Sect."

"Fellow Daoist Ye, these two are..."

Master Fu Xuan introduced the three of them to each other.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Shenqi and Fellow Daoist Huanglong. Nice to meet you!"

Ye Feng stood up and saluted.