The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

The master of Tianji Pavilion.

Feng Chuan sat on it.

After a period of understanding, he has thoroughly mastered the background information of the Tianji Pavilion F4.

He knew that Xiao Fangu had rebelled against the ethereal sect.

Knowing that Zhu Yongfu's predecessor was a soul-seeker, he also had an antagonism with Ye Feng and would never die.

It is also known that Dong Yuandong is a combination of three people, and the two souls of them have enemies with Ye Feng.

Feng Chuan also knew the origin of the paper fan son.

Feng Chuan was very satisfied with this underground force that had hatred against Ye Feng and had high hopes.

"We all want Ye Feng to die."

"This is our common goal."

"It's just that we are too weak."

Feng Chuan said with emotion.

It is not easy to replace Ye Feng, but he is determined to win the position of the Son of Destiny.

"Even if I betray China, I will become the Son of Destiny. Since the people of China don't help me, then I can only ask outsiders for help."

Feng Chuan grinned.

His voice sounded in the Tianji Pavilion, frightening the paper fan and the others.

"hiss!"

"He wants to kill Ye Feng too!"

"It's no wonder that to become the pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion, it seems that every generation of pavilion masters has a common goal."

"That is, slay Ye Feng!"

"I suggest that all those who have murderous intentions against Ye Feng form an alliance, called the'Anti-Ye League'?"

The Tianji Pavilion F4 has been discussed a lot.

"Anti-Ye League?" Feng Chuan's mouth gradually rose, "This name is not domineering enough, it should be called Zhan Ye League!"

"What a good name!" The others hurriedly flattered.

Feng Chuan was very useful. He looked at the paper fan and asked:

"I heard that the base camps of the Prophet Clan and other Starry Sky Strong Clan were all taken over by Ye Feng. So, do you think there is anything left in the ancestral land of your Prophet Clan?"

"There should be!" The paper fan master thought for a while, "With blood, an altar can be opened, and perhaps it can be inherited."

Feng Chuan was overjoyed.

"Lead the way!"

...

The endless starry sky.

Feng Chuan came here with the Tianji Pavilion F4, shuttled for a long time, and finally reached a huge land.

This is the ancestral land of the prophets.

"Our name is Prophet Continent."

Mr. Paper Fan introduced, "This continent has a radius of more than a million miles and has countless creatures. Our prophets were once the masters of this place, but it's a pity..."

He looked around.

Those belonging to the prophets have been looted completely.

Over hundreds of thousands of years.

On this Prophet Continent, perhaps 90% of the creatures will forget that the power of the Prophet family once existed.

"What a sorrow!"

The son of the paper fan wanted to cry without tears.

Back then, when he was sent to the mainland of China, he felt that he could do a great job and then return, but who knows, he is back, but the prophets are gone!

He is already the only prophet.

"Where is the heritage of your clan?"

Feng Chuan asked.

He also wants to have the deduction ability of the prophet family, predict the future, and even want to obtain a large amount of evil spirits, and use the evil spirits and the power of heroic spirits to integrate them to advance to the quasi-sage.

"nearby."

The paper fan master is responsible for leading the way.

He had lived in the Prophet Continent for many years and knew that he had an altar on a floating island.

Only by using the secret method can it be opened.

After half a cup of tea.

On the north side of the Prophet Continent, five figures appeared on a floating island suspended in the mist.

"That's it."

The paper fan master pointed to this altar and heaved a sigh of relief.

"It seems that the last place of inheritance of our clan has not been discovered. Next, we can extract all the accumulated knowledge of our clan, which is invaluable."

After all, the paper fan master bit his index finger and wrote ancient symbols on different positions of the altar.

Hum!

As the last stroke fell, the altar exudes a bright light, and countless rays of sunshine gush out, converging into countless substantive information streams.

Any air current contains a huge amount of knowledge.

This is the information that the prophets have stored for countless years, including various formations and deductions.

Its value is so great that it can be exchanged for a five-star power!

"Hahaha, it really is a good thing!"

Feng Chuan sat cross-legged on the altar and began to absorb the information.

...

Misty Peak.

Ye Feng was sitting on the recliner, holding the Orb of Destiny that had been promoted to four-star beyond Lingbao in his left hand, feeling very boring.

"Calculate whether there is any chance recently."

He took out a ray of destiny and deduced the secret of heaven.

Soon, on the Orb of Destiny, Ye Feng saw a picture from the inheritance altar of the prophet clan.

"what is this?"

His eyes widened, and his pupils were full of curiosity.

...

The altar of prophets inheritance.

Feng Chuan is using the fastest understanding of these inheritances and remembering them in his mind to form his own knowledge.

Void.

A figure appeared silently.

He was wrapped in a layer of destiny, completely transparent, and did not attract the attention of anyone on the scene.

"The inheritance of the knowledge of the prophets!" Ye Feng's eyes lit up, "If all this knowledge is passed on to Li Qiankun, it will surely make his deduction skills soar."

He watched the flow of information and used his wisdom to absorb all of it before half a cup of tea.

At this time, Feng Chuan only remembered one-thousandth.

Ye Feng looked at Feng Chuan, using the eye of insight, and corresponding information appeared in his sight.

【Name: Feng Chuan】

【Level: Top Emperor】

[Identity: Saint Son of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands in the Mainland of China, the latest Lord of Tianji Pavilion, and Son of Tianxuan]

[Fetters: Enemy (Expandable)]

Ye Feng found that the information that the Eye of Insight can read is more detailed, especially the last "fetters".

He thought for a while and clicked on the three words "expandable".

[Feng Chuan has always been unruly, he was the son of Heaven’s Choice when he was young, and he often regarded himself as the son of Heaven’s Mandate, and the position was bound to be won. The head became the son of Heaven’s Mandate, which attracted Feng Chuan’s killing intent]

Seeing this, Ye Feng was stunned.

"It turned out to be a clown who was jealous of me..."

Ye Feng didn't care very much.

Looking at Feng Chuan, his eyes were calm, as if looking at an ant.

"To kill or not to kill?"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

He wants to kill Feng Chuan, just take a breath.

"Let's deduct it first and see if there is any use value."

Ye Feng consumes a ray of destiny ~www.readwn.com~ The surface of the Destiny Orb immediately predicts many things for Feng Chuan in the future.

In the picture.

Feng Chuan is actually absorbing a lot of evil spirits!

Moreover, Feng Chuan formed the "Leaf Slashing League", among which there were many people who had murderous intentions towards Ye Feng.

In addition, Ye Feng also saw a lot of interesting pictures.

Finally, Ye Feng smiled.

"Let Feng Chuan stay alive for a while, and wait for him to absorb enough evil spirits, and then gather all those who want to kill me, and then kill them together, so that it will save trouble."

Ye Feng waved his hand casually, leaving a tracking mark in the bodies of the five Feng Chuan, and then left here.

During the whole process, no one noticed that Ye Feng had appeared.

Feng Chuan didn't know that he had been targeted by Ye Feng, and he was also labeled as a "tool man".