The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"This **** misty sect has such a profound background!"

The son of the paper fan stepped on the paper fan on the ground with one foot, took out another new paper fan, and frowned.

"Pavilion Master, what should we do?"

Zhu Yongfu on the side was taken aback.

Xiao Fangu's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

"It turns out that the old master also has the Misty Young Master, a junior at the Shattering Void Realm. Then, wasn't it very unwise for me to withdraw from the Misty Sect at the beginning... This, alas!"

Xiao Fangu became more regretful.

He clenched his fists, his nails sinking deep into the flesh, but he didn't know it.

This feeling is like missing a billion!

The Young Master Paper Fan thought of Ye Feng, who was terrifying in strength.

And now, there is another Supreme Elder of the Shattering Void Realm in the Misty Sect, which makes him even more jealous.

"Pavilion Lord, won't we have reinforcements?"

At this moment, Zhu Yongfu thought of something and hurriedly asked.

The Young Master Paper Fan pondered for a moment, and said, "There will be reinforcements, but the opponent will only break through the emptiness in half a step to break through the emptiness. It is not too strong, and it will die if it comes."

"What can I do then?"

Zhu Yongfu panicked.

"What are you afraid of?"

The son of the paper fan frowned slightly, "Let me do the calculation."

He took out ten thousand ray of evil spirits at once, and performed a super long deduction that took half an hour to recite the spell alone.

Hum!

As the spell ended, a picture scroll appeared.

Looking at the flashing content on the screen, the son of the paper fan felt clear, clenched his fists, and became more happy.

"found it!"

"Enter the alien world in the underground caverns of the ancient souls, and open a special channel to release the terrifying evil spirits from the distant starry sky."

"Very well, we will go to the Ancient Soul Clan now."

"Hey, where is the Ancient Soul Clan... Damn it, I have to continue the deduction again!"

The son of the paper fan gritted his teeth with anger.

He continued to consume a lot of evil spirits and began deduction.

...

The depths of the Demon Temple.

Looking at the disappearing ice field, the head of the Demon God Temple slapped the stone table in front of him with anger.

"I'm so angry!"

"After Ye Feng's cultivation base was lost, he thought it was a good opportunity to make a move. Unexpectedly, behind the Misty Sect, there was the Misty Young Master, a double-level Supreme Elder."

Thinking of what the ethereal son said before he left, the Lord of the Demon God Temple's eyes condensed.

"correct!"

"Mr. Misty says he is going to fight in the starry sky, so, in a short time, he shouldn't be able to come back, right?"

"But, the ghost knows if this is a lie, so he deliberately said it to attract people to the bait?"

The Lord of the Demon Temple fell into contemplation.

He became more uncertain about the ethereal sect.

...

At this moment, the top of the misty peak.

The ancestor Ling Miao and the ancestor Jin Ling came to the Misty Sect and sat around a coffee table with Ye Feng.

"The head of Ye, it turns out that the Noble Sect's background is so profound, but it shocked the two of us old guys!"

Ling Miao ancestor said with emotion.

"Second Layer of the Shattering Void Realm, this is much more powerful than us." Jin Ling ancestor clone also said.

His body is still breaking through, and he is about to succeed.

But in his opinion, even though he was promoted to the second level of Poxu Realm, he was not the opponent of the ethereal master.

"Actually, I don't know that that stubborn junior will come back. In my impression, he was only in the Divine Origin Realm before, but who knows, he has not seen him for a year or two, but has broken through to this realm."

Ye Feng looked incredulous.

His acting skills are so perfect that even the two ancestors of the Void Breaking Realm believed it to be true.

"By the way, after a while, the old ancestor Lei Wu will hold a banquet in the Sacred City of the Sun and invited us. By then, the head of Ye must remember to attend."

The ancestor Jin Ling took out an invitation.

Ye Feng opened it and found that he was invited by his real name, and the inviter was the ancestor of the Leiwu Dynasty.

"After half a month... OK!"

Ye Feng nodded.

At this time, the ancestor of Jin Ling lightly brushed his long beard, and said: "The ancestor Lei Wu must know that my body is about to break, so I specially prepared a banquet, which is regarded as a celebration for me."

"That's it!" Ye Feng suddenly.

Afterwards, the two parties talked for a long time.

It was not until night fell that the two ancestors left the Mianfeng Peak and returned to the Spiritual Capital at the same time.

After sending them away, Ye Feng lay on the chair.

"Can not do it!"

"It is impossible for the Variety Beast to be around all the time. I have to practice a magical power that can make me clone at a critical moment, one pretends to be a body, and the other becomes a phantom son."

"In this way, we can avoid revealing things."

So Ye Feng thought.

However, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Even though he wanted to deduce a similar avatar technique on his own, he couldn't succeed because there was no initial version.

"Forget it, when I get to the Sacred City of the Sun, I will find a library of books and record the relevant ancient books for deduction."

Ye Feng made a decision.

"Head."

At this time, Gong Qingqiu came over.

"What's the matter?" Ye Feng followed the sound.

Just listen to Gong Qingqiu's words:

"The leader, through desperate cultivation, the strength of the members of the Black Rakshasa has increased greatly, and they have all reached the seventh level of the refining realm. The ten strongest people have broken through the Juyuan realm and can go out to perform tasks."

Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

He did not hold out much hope for the slow progressing members of the Black Rakshasa, but instead allowed them to develop.

But who would have thought that they could break through so fast.

And this can be regarded as a surprise.

"It's a pity that members of the Black Rakshasa cannot join the Misty Sect, otherwise, I can also get their cultivation base blessings."

Ye Feng felt a pity.

"Ding, the head can compile them as "Raksha Hall", and Gong Qingqiu will be the head of the hall. Half of the power of the members can be blessed on the head of the hall, Gong Qingqiu, and then fed back to the head."

The system prompts.

Hearing that, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Can it be like this?"

He asked inwardly.

"Can."

"But in that case, did Gong Qingqiu soon discover something strange... By the way, the formation!"

Ye Feng thought of something.

In front of Gong Qingqiu, he combined the prompts of the system to refine a simple token with a forging furnace.

"Raksha Hall!"

Gong Qingqiu looked at the three characters on the front of the token and whispered, "Master, is this going to establish Raksha Hall?"

Ye Feng nodded and said:

"Yes! From now on, members of the Black Rakshasa will be incorporated into the Raksha Hall, and will be under your jurisdiction. They belong to the outer hall of our ethereal sect, and their status is equal to that of a named disciple."

"This token is the hall master's order."

"You refine it, and then let each member of the Black Rakshasa drop a drop of blood. In this way, you can form a special Rakshasa formation, allowing you to obtain part of the power blessings of each member of the Black Rakshasa."

After speaking, Ye Feng handed the Luosha Ling to Gong Qingqiu.

"Head, this... this is impossible!"

Gong Qingqiu waved his hands again and again.

"Take it!" Ye Feng said majesticly.

Gong Qingqiu bit his red lip lightly ~www.readwn.com~ took the Rakshasa order and quickly refined it, and found that there was an exquisite formation inside, which was actually a superb spiritual weapon in itself.

"Flicker succeeded!"

Seeing her take the Raksha Order, Ye Feng felt relieved.

Raksha Hall is an outer hall and cannot directly increase his power. You must first increase the number of disciples, elders, deacons and the like of the Misty Sect before it can be fed back to the head.

Otherwise, Ye Feng would not specifically build Raksha Hall.

Gong Qingqiu often manages Rakshasa City, so he is naturally the best candidate to hold the Raksha Order.

"Head, then I will go to Rakshasa City first."

"Go!"

Ye Feng watched Gong Qingqiu leave, clapped his hands, and showed a gratified smile on his face.

[Third more, there is one more chapter, wait for half an hour]