The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Yes."

The head of the eighteen ancient tribes followed Ye Feng into the head hall.

Sitting on the seat of the head, Ye Feng opened the roster stall on the table, holding a writing brush in his hand, and said:

"This is the sect roster, dedicated to registering information. You line up and report your personal information one by one. After the headmaster personally registers and registers, you are the real elders."

"Yes."

Qingshan Jianzu was the first to come up.

"Qingshan sword ancestor, real name Li Qingshan, seven layers of broken virtual realm, top quality roots, three thousand five hundred and seventy years old, perfect kendo..."

Ye Feng muttered and wrote the text.

Afterwards, he remarked the words "Tai Shang elder" on the back of Qingshan Jianzu.

Snapped!

With the big seal of the head, Ye Feng suddenly felt a majestic power aura surge in his body, and his physical strength really skyrocketed by an amount comparable to a seven-fold broken Void.

"What a strong breath!"

After his strength skyrocketed, Ye Feng couldn't control it and almost crushed the brush in his hand.

"continue!"

He calmed down the excitement in his heart and registered the seventeen masters of the ancient clan that followed.

An hour later.

The heads of the eighteen ancient tribes got the brand-new Taishang elder identity token, and finally felt a sense of belonging. They returned to their single-family building on the top of the Misty Peak and took a rest.

Master Hall.

Ye Feng felt the soaring physical strength on his body, and almost couldn't control himself. He almost crushed the entire misty peak with excitement, and quickly began to adapt to this soaring strength.

Prior to this, his physical strength was only the duality of breaking the void.

Today, he received eighteen seven-level physical powers of breaking the void, which brought him a real explosion, which was so fierce and boundless.

Now, even Ye Feng didn't understand how strong he was.

He only knew that physical strength alone was enough to hang the Emperor of Heaven. If he entered the normal state of Gui Yuan Qi, he would probably... be able to shake the weakest quasi-sage.

If you use the original source to increase tenfold...

"Hey, the strength is enhanced, but unfortunately there is no opponent!"

Ye Feng sat on the recliner, using a small wish every day, and a barbecue grill appeared next to him. It was filled with various grilled meat skewers, exuding a strong smell of meat.

"Hey, this is called enjoying life."

Ye Feng is holding a kebab in his left hand, and a can of ice in his right hand. He eats and drinks, and he feels comfortable.

Zongmen Qi Luck has skyrocketed, and a small wish every day is also enhanced a lot. Today, the body tempering pill and Xiuwei Qi pill corresponding to the refining realm can get ten bottles for every wish.

Ye Feng believes that one day, a small wish every day can be transformed into a big wish every day.

At that time, a spiritual treasure a day will not be a dream.

What happened in the Misty Sect quickly spread from all directions around Baifu City.

The magical capital.

"Shock!"

"The shaved old ancestors, the lifeless ancestors, and the ancestors of the sacred city of the sun attacked the ethereal ancestor with the ancestor Linghui of Wuyao Holy City. In the end, they were suppressed by Ye Zhangmen!"

"You said, why did the ancestor Linghui suddenly attack the Misty Sect?"

"This...I don't know. Maybe it's because I am jealous that the head of Ye is more handsome!"

The two ace narrators, the ancestors of Jin Ling and the ancestor of Lingmiao, heard about what happened in the Misty Sect, and immediately started a heated discussion.

at the same time.

Recent major events such as the birth of the Eighteen Ancients, Ye Feng's suppression of the Eighteen Ancients, and the suppression of the Linghui ancestors have also spread in the Holy City of the Sun under the deliberate spread of the people.

"What are you talking about, the ancestor of Linghui in the Holy City of Wuyao was crushed by the Misty Sect of the Spiritual Kingdom, and someone saw with their own eyes that the Misty Sect had performed the full version of "Seven Steps to the Sky"?"

"Unbelievable!"

"It seems that the Great Beihe has a successor."

"Eighteen Ancient Clan, what is this?"

In the Holy City of the Sun, news about the Misty Sect spread quickly, and most people were discussing what happened recently in the Nanjiang River Basin.

Some people don't believe in evil, and go to the Nanjiang Valley to find out in person, and then they are shocked by the facts.

Baifu city.

Someone specializes in selling a photo-taking stone.

Among them, it records the whole process of Ye Feng's battle against the lord of the eighteen ancient tribes and the suppression of the Linghui ancestors.

People from the holy city of the hot sun saw the photo-taking stone, immediately bought it at a high price, brought it back to the holy city, and spread it widely.

"What, our ancestors were suppressed by the phantom headmaster?"

In the sect of cultivators such as the bearded ancestors, the unborn ancestors, and the ancestors of the heavens in the holy city of the sun, all the disciples were shocked and incredulous when they heard the news.

However, they had to believe it when they saw the photo-taking stones spread from Baifu City.

These events continued to spread and had a huge impact.

A secluded mansion.

The master held a photo-taking stone and watched the whole process inside, his red lips slightly opened, not knowing what to say.

The last time I saw it, Ye Feng seemed to be unable to stop her with a finger, and was not even an opponent of the Lord of the Demon Temple.

But now, he can actually suppress the Heavenly Emperor level powerhouse!

This level of strength, even if it is called the quasi-sage, should be qualified, right?

"This guy, he must have hidden his strength deliberately before!"

The master thought of Ye Feng's handsome face, and couldn't help holding the photo-taking stone tightly, feeling very uncomfortable in his heart.

Sanctuary of the Holy City of the Sun.

The city lord held the shadow stone, his eyes flickering constantly.

"Ye Feng, the head of the Misty Sect... The complete version of "Seven Steps to the Sky", the Heavenly Emperor-level combat power, interesting! It is getting more and more interesting... It seems that the man behind the Misty Sect must be the Great Beihe who has disappeared for many years. "

The Lord of the Scorching Sun Holy City issued a majestic voice.

Speaking of Emperor Beihe, a stalwart, tall and tall white figure appeared in his sight.

"Beihe, where are you?"

"Seriously, I miss the battle with you."

The lord of the sun holy city whispered.

...

Misty.

[Zongmen prestige value +36817272]

【The Power of Faith +8726726】

Ye Feng listened to the prompt, drank the ice broadly, and smiled.

Picture stone?

That thing was naturally made by him with a small wish every day, and put the whole process of the war into it.

The purpose, naturally, is to expand the fame of the Misty Sect.

Only in this way can we gain more prestige.

Step on...

Ye Feng stood up and walked towards the Spirit Gathering Pagoda on the shore of the Linghu Lake.

In the process of the transformation of the super-large world, the spirit gathering tower, the practice tower, the spirit beast platform, and the exclusive bluestone for the master teacher have all been transformed and upgraded.

The current Spirit Gathering Pagoda has a larger internal space and a stronger aura, which brings a huge increase.

"Head, you finally come to play with me!"

Perceiving Ye Feng's arrival, Shi Ling uttered a cheerful voice, and a young man immediately appeared on the surface of the bluestone.

Now, Shi Ling has become more and more solid.

He can even pick up a teacup and offer Ye Feng tea.

"Yes, continue to accumulate and strive to be born early."

Ye Feng squeezed Shi Ling's face and released three wisps of wind vitality for him to absorb.

Then, Ye Feng took a step forward, pinched the tactics with both hands, consumed the thousand years of life from the master of the Demon Temple, and portrayed a complex large-scale time array ~www.readwn.com~Rong! "

Ye Feng pointed a little, and the time magic array was integrated into the Spirit Gathering Tower, making the internal time flow rate ten times that of the outside world.

But because the entire circle was too large, the millennium lifespan of the Lord of the Demon Temple was only enough for the circle to run for three years.

Ye Feng walked to the cultivation peak, using the same method, also arranged a ten times the flow rate of the time array in the cultivation tower, the operation time was also three years.

"Three years is still a long time, wait until the time is almost up, and then consume life dollars to replenish it."

Ye Feng muttered.

He did not announce the transformation of the twin towers so that they have ten times the time flow rate.

Ye Feng felt that it would be more interesting to wait for the disciples to discover this by themselves.

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