Qiankun Gourd

Two months passed in a blink of an eye. With the help of Hu Ling'er, Ye Feng's cultivation level was upgraded from the seventh-level True God to the eighth-level True God. His strength was already above the ninth-level True God realm.

At the same time, he also practiced the first level of "Xuan Zhong Shen Zhao" and "Jin Xuan Gong".

With the Golden Divine Pearl, the power of the golden magic he practices will be greatly increased.

During this period, Wangcai also advanced from the fifth-level True God realm to the sixth-level True God realm.

"Next, Xu Shuangji from the Bipolar Gate!"

Ye Feng stood up, walked out of the cave, turned into a golden light, and went towards the Bipolar Gate.

Now that he is at the eighth level of True God, his strength is far below that of the ninth level of True God. He doesn't need to kill people secretly, he can just go straight to the Shuangji Gate.

He was wearing a mask and exuding the cultivation of an eighth-level True God as he flew towards the Bipolar Gate.

Not far from the Bipolar Mountains, a team of patrolling monks blocked his way.

"May I ask your name, Senior? What brings you to our Shuangji Sect?"

The young man in the lead, who was wearing a black and white Taoist robe, bowed respectfully to Ye Feng and asked.

"Nothing, I heard that your sect's great elder Xu Wuji has great cultivation, so I want to compete with him!"

"Go and hand over Xu Wuji!"

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

"I'm afraid your cultivation level is no match for our Great Elder. Please go back!"

The young man shook his head and smiled.

"If you don't go, I'll kill you!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, a flame appeared in his hand. The flame turned into a mini fire python, flying back and forth in the palm of his hand.

"Senior, calm down. I will go tell the Great Elder now!"

The young man was horrified when he saw this and quickly apologized.

"It's too late!"

The fire python in Ye Feng's hand spun around, flew out, and pounced on these people.

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

These people were instantly engulfed by flames, with flames burning on their bodies and screaming from their mouths.

Then, dozens of Nascent Souls were controlled by a force and flew into Ye Feng's spirit beast ring and disappeared.

Hearing the screams, another group of monks flew over from a distance.

"Who are you? How dare you kill my Shuangji Sect's disciples!"

A burly man in the lead shouted. This burly man had the cultivation level of the sixth-order True God realm and was obviously a hall master-level figure.

Ye Feng was not polite at all. The fire python instantly grew wildly and pounced on the burly man with a roar.

Wangcai also flew out and killed these people.

In just a moment, they died on the spot, and their Nascent Souls entered Wangcai's stomach.

The news soon reached the Elder Hall. Upon hearing the news, an old man in a green robe and silver hair in the Elder Hall frowned and rushed out with several elite monks.

This silver-haired old man is Gan Feiying, the second elder of Shuangji Sect, who has the cultivation level of the eighth-level True God realm.

"You are so brave, you dare to break into my sect and kill my disciples!"

A cold light flashed in Gan Feiying's eyes, and he was filled with murderous aura. His cultivation level of the eighth-level True God realm was revealed, and an invisible force swept in all directions.

But before this force could get close to Ye Feng, it was blocked by the aura on Ye Feng's body.

"who are you?"

Ye Feng scanned the old man with his spiritual sense and asked curiously.

"Bipolar Gate Gan Feiying!"

Gan Feiying said coldly,

"Who are you again?"

"The casual cultivator Han Li is not worth mentioning!"

"But I'm not here to see you. I'm here to see your great elder Xu Shuangji."

"Get out of here!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

"You are only an eighth-rank True God, yet you are so arrogant. If you want to see our Great Elder, you must get past me first!"

After Gan Feiying finished speaking, his mind moved slightly, and with a gesture in his hand, a giant gray eagle appeared in the sky.

The giant gray eagle roared, opened its mouth wide, and shot out a pillar-like gray light.

Gan Feiying practiced the "Sky Eagle Divine Art", which was extremely powerful and had few rivals among the eighth-level True God realm cultivators.

He had defeated Hu Yinqiang with the help of this magical skill. Hu Yinqiang was at the ninth level of True God Realm, and he was able to defeat him, which showed that this magical skill was extremely powerful.

What a pity! What a pity! Ye Feng’s current strength is already above the ninth level of the True God Realm.

When Ye Feng saw the gray light attacking him, he used the "Heavenly Silver Divine Light", and a pillar-like silver light shot out from the sky.

There was a loud bang!

The silver light and the gray light collided with each other, and there was a sound of explosion.

When the two rays of light collided, the figures disappeared one after another.

The giant gray eagle trembled slightly, let out a wail, and then disappeared.

"what?"

Gan Feiying's body trembled slightly, and he was knocked back hundreds of feet away, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Impossible, impossible!"

"I am the number one cultivator in the eighth level of True God Realm of Ningshen Country, and I was defeated by you!"

Gan Feiying's face looked extremely ugly at this moment.

The disciples behind him were also trembling with fear.

"This guy is so strong that he actually knocked the Second Elder away!"

"It seems that we can only ask the Great Elder to come out of seclusion!"

A disciple whispered.

"Second Elder, are you okay? I think we should ask the First Elder to come out of seclusion?"

A disciple came up to Gan Feiying, clasped his fists and bowed.

"Well, it seems that this is the only way. Go and ask the Great Elder to come out of seclusion!"

Gan Feiying said to the disciple.

The disciple agreed and retreated.

"Your Excellency is very powerful. I am no match for you. I am now..."

Before Gan Feiying finished speaking, a green flying sword shot out and killed him.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?"

Gan Feiying was greatly shocked and quickly waved his sleeves. A huge mountain appeared and blocked his way.

"Humph, aren't you very arrogant? I decided to kill you first and then go find Xu Shuangji!"

Ye Feng laughed coldly.

Bang!

The huge mountain was smashed to pieces by the green sword. Gan Feiying used a spell in his hand and a gray light shield instantly wrapped him up.

"You...you are so unreasonable. I have already asked the Great Elder for help, but you still want to attack me!"

Gan Feiying was a little scared. The man in front of him was too strong. Only the great elder Xu Shuangji was his opponent. Others were no match for him at all.

"Kill him for me!"

"Yes, Second Elder!"

Those disciples gritted their teeth and controlled various magical weapons to attack.

"Wangcai, is it okay to leave these people to you?"

Ye Feng transmitted the message.

"Wang Wang!"

Upon hearing this, Wangcai flew out and killed these people. Among them were two hall masters of the sixth-level True God realm and several guardians of the fifth-level True God realm. However, Wangcai was not afraid at all. He transformed into three clones and rushed forward to kill them.

In a moment, shouts, screams, and roars resounded throughout the Bipolar Mountains.

At this moment, the green sword pierced through Gan Feiying's protective shield and pierced into his chest. Gan Feiying screamed and died on the spot.

Ye Feng was not polite and took Gan Feiying's Nascent Soul and storage artifact.

Suddenly, two flying swords fell from the sky and flew towards Ye Feng. The two swords were one black and one white. They were Xu Shuangji's black and white swords.

"You deserve to die for killing my Second Elder!"

A voice came from the sky, and then a young man in a black and white Taoist robe appeared in the air. The young man was thin and looked only eighteen or nineteen years old. It was Xu Shuangji.