The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 745

　　 The disciples of the Misty Sect looked straight.

　　 They knew that Ye Feng was strong, but after hearing that today's opponent was of the Holy Realm level, they were all extremely frightened.

　　 But Ye Feng still won!

　　He is the son of destiny, and burned the ultimate incarnation to death with Daohuo, which is equivalent to beheading a holy realm with his own hands.

　　 This is invincible!

　　 "The head is mighty!"

　　 The disciples bowed and saluted one after another, and their voices converged, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, and they also awakened the people of all major forces.

　　 "I have seen the Son of Destiny."

　　 "I have seen Ye Tianzi!"

　　 People from all major forces saluted one after another.

　　Heaven and earth realm, inciting Daohuo, and beheading the powerful in the holy realm, any kind of record is enough to push Ye Feng to the altar.

　　 And the three kinds of Ye Feng gathered together are gods!

　　Especially the identity of the Son of Destiny allows him to sit on an equal footing with the holy realm. Even the holy land holy masters such as Yin Rurong and Xueyan on the scene, because they are only four-turn quasi-sages, they are also half a generation shorter.

　　 "You are welcome."

　　 Ye Feng waved his hand and sat on the seat, "The foreign enemy is dead, so let's play music and dance!"

　　 Snow Goose's sealing ceremony continues.

　　 Everyone scrambled and cast awe at Ye Feng from time to time.

　　 There are only a few people with ugly faces.

　　嗖!

　　 The sound is really mad, tearing the void, leaving the celebration scene early, not wanting to see Ye Feng again.

　　 in the crowd.

　　 The camp of Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land.

　　 A young man in the Seventh Layer of the Shattered Void Realm was sitting on the seat, watching the seniors in the Holy Land clinking glasses and drinking, but his mood was extremely bad.

　　 "Feng Chuan, why are you depressed?"

　　 An old man of the Emperor of Heaven looked at the young man and asked incomprehensibly.

　　 The look of the young man called Feng Chuan changed slightly, and he quickly arched his hands, saying: "It's nothing, just thinking of the difficulty of a certain magical power, and fell into entanglement for a while."

　　 "The magical powers that even you find difficult, is it the most difficult "Wanliu Chaoyuan" of our Wanzong Holy Land?"

　　 The people around asked curiously.

　　 "Yes." Feng Chuan nodded.

"Hahaha!"

　　 "Don't think about it, this magical power is a top-level Holy-level magical power created by the old saint master of our Ten Thousand Sacred Lands. Even the ordinary Holy Realm can hardly exert its full power. You are still young, take your time."

"Yes!"

　　 "That is our peerless genius in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects. With the roots of the saints, he has reached the seventh level of the broken virtual in decades. Sanctification in the future will not be a problem. Don't worry."

　　 "I heard that you are also the Son of Destiny, but unfortunately, Ye Zhangmen has already become the Son of Destiny. Otherwise, with your qualifications, it won't be a problem to become the Son of Destiny in the future."

　　 "Hush! Be careful!"

　　 "Yes, Ye Zhangmen is already the son of destiny, so I don't want to mention this again, so as not to arouse his anger."

　　 The heavenly emperor and the quasi-sage of the Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land are all talking in a low voice.

　　 Feng Chuan greeted him with a smile.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 He glanced at the dazzling Ye Feng in the distance, with a smile on his face, but he hated to death in his heart.

　　 "Ye Feng, you really deserve to die!"

　　 "Grab my position as the Son of Destiny, Feng Chuan swears that you must die!!!"

　　 Feng Chuan planted the seeds of hatred in his heart.

　　 half a day later.

　　 The celebration of the canonization of the Snow Goose finally came to an end.

　　 "Thank you for the hospitality, please stay and leave!" Ye Feng said goodbye to the people in the ice holy places such as Xueyan and Yueyexue.

　　 "Ye Tianzi, go slowly!"

　　 "Ye Tianzi, take care."

　　 Everyone got up to see each other.

　　 tear it!

　　 Ye Feng tore open the void, led the disciples of the mysterious sect into it, and disappeared from the sight of everyone.

　　 Soon, everyone dispersed.

　　 half a day later.

　　 A blockbuster has spread to all four-star forces in the mainland of China, and even the small forces under these big forces have received this shocking news one after another.

　　 The Son of Destiny was born on the mainland of China!

　　He is, the mysterious head teacher, Ye Feng!

　　 play money!

　　……

　　缥缈宗.

　　 Ye Feng sits on the throne of the head, listening to reports from Gong Qingqiu and other elders, nodding from time to time.

　　 "Very good, not bad!"

　　 "Continue to develop, and strive to ensure that Baifu City is promoted to a three-star city in half a month, so that Zongmen meets the four-star conditions."

　　 Ye Feng looked around and said.

"Yes."

　　 Gong Qingqiu and other elders nodded.

　　 Not long.

　　 The sect meeting is over, everyone is busy.

　　 Since Ye Feng announced the identity of the Son of Destiny, more than tens of thousands of people in the Misty Sect have been excited, and they have held their heads tall and proud when they went out to perform tasks.

　　 "I have to announce the identity of my Son of Destiny!" Ye Feng was a little bit distressed.

　　 When fighting against the ultimate incarnation, even the Holy Emperor Sword couldn't help him, so he could only use Dao Huo.

　　 In this way, the identity will inevitably be exposed.

　　 Not to mention whether they will be jealous of the people of the Shenzhou Continent, just say that the heavenly clan of Xuankong Mountain will definitely regard themselves as a mortal enemy.

　　 "I will be more dangerous in the future, alas!"

　　 Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

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　　 However, this is also good.

　　 For example, the prestige value and the power of belief skyrocketed, and soon, the power of belief will reach 300 billion, enter the level of the emperor, and meet the conditions of the Five Qi Dynasties.

　　……

　　 For a period of time in the future, Ye Feng will live a daily life of writing, drawing and painting, occasionally instructing sect disciples, or deducing various magical powers and spells, binding them into books, and throwing them into the library.

　　 "Ah, there are six more magical powers in Zangshu Pavilion."

　　 "My signature is'Anonymous Lay'."

　　 "My signature for this book is'Add Money Lay'."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "My side is ‘The Great Emperor Very Run’."

　　 The voices of the disciples occasionally heard from the library. They were all discussions about the creators of new magical powers and spells.

　　 They don’t know one thing.

　　 Whether it's "Jian Qiang Shi" or "Emperor Very Run", they are all scribbled names by Ye Feng in order to keep a low profile.

　　No one knows that most of the magical powers and spells in the Miscellaneous Book Collection Pavilion were actually created by Ye Feng.

　　 If I knew it, I would be shocked.

　　……

　　 The news that Ye Feng became the Son of Destiny spread, and the entire continent of China was boiling.

　　 Even the sea was shocked.

　　 Eight Yuan Sea Clan underwater imperial palace.

　　 Lingyue held the Eight Yuan Heavenly Breaking Halberd sitting on the Queen’s Throne, listening to the news from the land, her eyes were full of surprise.

　　 "Ye Zhangmen has actually grown to this stage!"

　　 "He not only became the **** of the Thunder Palace, he was also the son of destiny, and he could also slay the strong in the holy realm, the power of the world, then...Is my efforts still meaningful?"

　　 She trembled.

　　 Lingyue Chap bursts in a dim sum.

　　 In order not to stand beside Ye Feng as a vase, she worked desperately.

　　 As a result, not only did it not narrow the gap with Ye Feng, but it became bigger and bigger, like a heaven and earth, a god~www.readwn.com~ a mortal.

　　Between the two, out of reach!

"Do not!"

　　 "I can't be discouraged!"

　　 "I will continue to work hard, I can do it!"

　　 Lingyue took a deep breath, retreating and hitting the realm.

　　……

　　缥缈宗.

　　 is now half a month after the battle of the ice holy city.

　　 Because Ye Feng became the son of destiny and killed the ultimate incarnation of the holy realm in public, the fame of Miscellaneous Sect, Baifu City, Lingmiao Kingdom and other places also skyrocketed.

　　 In just half a month, nearly 20 million practitioners moved into Baifu City and became local residents.

　　 "Head, White Floating City finally meets the promotion conditions of Samsung City Pool!"

　　 Gong Qingqiu took a thick list of city residents, came to the top of Miaofeng Peak, and reported to Ye Feng who was watering the flowers.

"very good!"

　　 Ye Feng put down the shower.

　　 "Next, send a message to inform the third prince Ling Luotian that Baifu City is applying for a three-star assessment."

"Yes!"

　　 Gong Qingqiu quickly arranged.

　　 An hour later.

　　 Baifu City City Lord Mansion.

　　The rising star appraisal team represented by Ling Luotian, the three princes of the Lingmiao Kingdom, gathered together and began to review the promotion qualifications of Baifu City.

　　 on the misty peak.

　　 Ye Feng saw this scene with the Destiny Orb.

　　 "Baifu City is finally going to be promoted to three-star. Next, the Misty Sect can also meet the four-star requirements, and the sixth stage of the task is finally coming to an end."

　　 Ye Feng whispered expectantly.

【Good night! ! ! 】