Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 668

2021-07-07

Chapter 668 Sect Conference, Third Year Development, Annual Conference

“terrifying!”

Someone Heaven's Chosen in the restricted area was shocked.

His strength is incomparably tyrannical, he is a real top Heavenly Emperor, and his battle strength is as fierce as Xiao Cangtian.

Originally, this person was going to find a time to meet Ye Feng.

But today, before he had time to issue the gauntlet, he witnessed the terrifying picture of Ye Feng tearing apart the top Heavenly Emperor with his own eyes.

"Damn, how can he be so strong!"

Heaven's Chosen in the restricted area hurriedly shredded the gauntlet in his hand, trembling with fright, and hurried back to the restricted area, daring not to appear for the time being body.

Other spectators were also stunned.

Among them, there is no lack of Quasi-Saint, who is similar to Holy City City Lord of the scorching sun. After witnessing the process of Ye Feng crushing the Taijin Prophet, they all realized one thing.

Ye Feng is too terrifying!

This guy, the last time he fought Xiao Cangtian, was only able to crush the top Heavenly Emperor and could not be wiped out.

But some time ago, Ye Feng was able to obliterate Jin Great Elder Long, the top Heavenly Emperor, and shocked everyone.

Today, Ye Feng's performance is even more violent.

He actually broke out the Quasi-Saint cultivation base!

Also, the breath is several times that of an ordinary Quasi-Saint.

This is very terrifying!

"What a good Ye Feng, standing on my head silently, this...this is simply impossible!"

Holy City Holy Land, City Lord angered armrest.

In the entire Holy City, he was the only one who turned Quasi-Saint, and the rest of the powerhouses were basically at the Heavenly Emperor level.

"Ai, Ye Feng is incredible."

"It's only been a while, but he has reached this level. If this goes on like this, wouldn't it be necessary to move Holy Land in the future? Those Old Guys out there to check him?"

The Holy City City Lord muttered.

As City Lord, his task is to guard the holy city of the sun, manage the 4-Star level sect certification of all parties, and keep an eye out for various Heaven's Chosen.

Some talented people, after being recruited by Holy Land, usually enter Small World cultivation in Holy Land.

For example, the Master.

Once she becomes Heavenly Emperor, she will basically stay in the Sunshine Realm in the future, and will not continue to stay in the Sunshine Holy City.

In the world of the sun, in addition to Ancient Saint, the real Saint Realm, there are many Quasi-Saints.

Their talents are very good, and every day all are in penance.

Normally they don't show up, but when they need it, they will leave the Sunshine Realm.

As for the scorching sun, Holy City City Lord, his aptitude is not very high, and it is the limit when he can turn Quasi-Saint.

Thus, he became Holy City City Lord.

On the surface, it looks very beautiful, but the sadness in the dark can only be understood by him.

"Ai, I have to enter the Holy Sun interface again. Ye Feng's strength has improved too fast, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

The Lord of the Holy City of Sunshine ended the sadness Memories, entered the world of sunshine.

 …

Myriad religions.

Ye Feng hands behind ones back , sitting on the throne.

azure clothes Jianzu and other eighteen Supreme Elders sat in their seats, Gong Qingqiu and the others also took their seats in an orderly manner.

"Today was attacked by the Prophet Clan, and this Sect Master did not expect it. However, it was considered a near miss. Next, we will hold a sect meeting to discuss the follow-up development."

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Ye Feng looked at the crowd and said.

The reason why the sect meeting was held is because now the end of the year has come, and the development of the sect is about to enter its third year.

Ye Feng asked about system.

The mission of the sixth rank of the Sect Master will not start until after New Year's Eve.

And now, New Year's Eve is only a few days away.

However, due to the geographical location of the Spiritual Kingdom, even in winter, the climate is still pleasant and there is no snow.

"Master, now the total number of sect disciples is close to 5,000. Since the four major mountain peaks have all expanded, the accommodation for the disciples is still very sufficient, and there is no need for expansion for the time being."

Gong Qingqiu took the lead in reporting.

"Master, Spirit Medicine Garden is developing smoothly without any obstacles, please rest assured." Chief deacon Chu Yuner reported the situation.

"There is nothing else going on inside the Eighteenth Ancient Race... Head, after entering the third year of sect, do I need to recruit new dísciples from Celestial Grotto world?"

azure clothes Jianzu spoke as the representative of the Eighteen Ancient Races.

Ye Feng nods and said: "After the New Year, I will recruit the dísciple from the 18 Celestial Grotto world into the sect. Now there is no rush."

The sixth rank of the head Missions will be announced soon.

Ye Feng felt that the recruitment of dísciple should not be too late until after the annual meeting. Perhaps, when the time comes, it will be of great use.

"Next, let's talk about the annual meeting."

Ye Feng looked all around and said.

Last year's annual meeting, he and Fei Fei went to the barren desert, and Gong Qingqiu took the recipes to accept the invitation of Long Qitian and Xia Tian, and spent the New Year's Eve at Biyue Villa.

This year, Ye Feng decided to hold a grand enough New Year's Eve party in the sect to enhance the relationship between the sect disciples.

"Annual meeting?"

"What is that?"

All the elders blinked and looked at each other, feeling that this term was a bit unfamiliar.

"The annual meeting, to put it bluntly, is an annual event..." Ye Feng cleared his throat and began to explain.

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Heaven’s Mystery Pavilion.

Paper fan Young Master knelt on the ground and sighed.

"Even the Taijin Prophet has fallen, it's over, it's over! Among our Prophet clan, unless we dispatch the elders of the Quasi-Saint level, who can check and balance Ye Feng?"

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Thinking of this, the paper fan Young Master becomes more and more sad.

 …

Deep in the stars.

With the fall of the Taijin Prophet, an ancient powerhouse suddenly awakened, bursting into a monstrous imposing manner and a harsh roar.

"Damn!"

"Who killed this saint's descendants!"

The owner of this voice was very angry.

He consumed a lot of baleful aura and deduced countless times, only to find that his deduction seemed to be interfered with by heaven's secrets, and he couldn't get the result, and he was suddenly shocked.

"It is the Child of Destiny who will obliterate the Prophet of Taijin. Otherwise, this saint's deduction is impossible to be seriously interfered with... In this matter, patriarch must be consulted and he will decide."

This person posted the news right away.

 …

In the blink of an eye, it was a few days later.

On this day, places such as Mizong and White Floating City are decorated with lanterns and firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

Under the night.

A variety of paper lanterns are hung in the Misty Temple.

That's the recipes made of red paper, strips of paper, paste, candles and other materials.

"Put Sky Lantern on!"

Shi Lei shouted.

Hundreds of dísciples quickly lit the candles in their hands, so that the Sky Lantern in their hands flew high into the sky, like stars adorning the sky, pinning the New Year's hope of the disciplines.

"I make a wish that every creature in the sect can get a New Year's lucky bag!"

Ye Feng looked at the sky and used today's little wish.

next moment.

All the guardians of Spirit Beast, Elder, deacon, and dísciple have a small red lucky bag in their hands.

"Wow, it's a few candies, so sweet!"

Li Jiaojiao opened the lucky bag, saw a few candies, and quickly put them in his mouth, tasting the sweet taste.

"Okay, let's have New Year's Eve dinner!"

Ye Feng shouted to the crowd with chopsticks.

At this time, everyone from the Misty Sect gathered in the sect square, where there were hundreds of round tables, and everyone was seated in an orderly manner, eating delicacies cooked by dísciple such as Li Jiaojiao, talking and laughing with others. .

"I haven't been so peaceful for a long time."

Gong Qingqiu sat next to Ye Feng, looking at the smiles on the faces of the recipes, and felt very happy.

In Misty Sect, she once again experienced the taste of home.

Looking back on the hard work over the past year, Gong Qingqiu had a clear conscience, and then looked at Ye Feng Junyi's profile and the smile on his face, his heart was very sweet.

"In the new year, I wish you a great increase in the cultivation base, and everything goes well, and I wish our Misty Sect prosperous!"

Ye Feng raised his glass and said aloud.

"Go!"

The crowd raised their glasses and drank it all.

(end of this chapter)