The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Qiao Jiaxi's voice spread throughout the Misty Sect.

"What happened?"

"Couldn't it be the Queen of Heaven, Fengyue, who broke through the realm, and the ranking continued to rise, right?"

"If this is the case, it would be dangerous!"

"I don't know, go and see first."

Hundreds of practitioners gathered in front of the power monument, raised their heads, and looked in the direction of Qiao Jiaxi's fingers.

The next moment, everyone's pupils shrank.

[No. 1003: Ye Feng-Shenzhou Misty Sect]

"Hand...The head of the ranking has risen so much?"

"A few months ago, there were still more than three thousand heads!"

"How is this going?"

"Could it be that after he was banished, he got a chance, which caused his strength to skyrocket?"

Everyone looked at Qiao Jiaxi.

"Jiaxi, what's going on?"

"Did the leader's ranking just rise?"

Gong Qingqiu, Jiu Kuang and others asked one after another.

Qiao Jiaxi scratched her head and quickly explained:

"I don't know when the head rose to 1003."

"I just broke through to the level of the ancestor of fighting, and wanted to come and try to see if I can be on the list, so I came here."

"Because of curiosity, I took a look at the leader's ranking and found that his ranking has risen so much."

"As for when it rose up, even I don't know, anyone of you knows it?"

Qiao Jiaxi looked around and asked curiously.

Everyone looked at each other when they heard this.

Gong Qingqiu admitted that she missed Ye Feng very much.

However, she would not be bored to the point where she would come to the Power God Monument every day to see Ye Feng's ranking.

This is especially true for others.

Over time, no one paid attention to Ye Feng's ranking.

Until today.

Everyone knew that Ye Feng didn't know when he jumped to the 1003th place.

"No matter what, the leader's ranking has risen, indicating that he is alive and well, and we must have hope!"

Gong Qingqiu said loudly.

Upon hearing this, the disciples clenched their fists and saw Ye Feng's hope of returning again.

"It's not good, it's not good!"

Three generations of disciple Han Yonghui stepped on the flying sword, dashed across the sky, and landed in front of the monument of strength, his face was full of panic.

He has broken through the fifth level of the Divine Origin Realm.

Among the younger generation, this cultivation base is not bad.

But at this time, Han Yonghui looked flustered, as if encountering a huge danger.

"It's Han Yonghui, the third-generation chief."

"What happened?"

Everyone looked at Han Yonghui, their expressions gradually changed, some were incomprehensible, some were worried, and some looked solemn.

"Ancient races were born in large numbers, and they clashed with the local forces in China and suffered heavy losses!"

Han Yonghui quickly roared.

In the Misty Sect, not only Mo Ying and Huo Yunjie went out to experience and explore the sealed land of ancient races. Even the disciples such as Han Yonghui, Long Tianxing, Qiao Jiaxi, and Shi Lei would occasionally go out.

During this time, Han Yonghui happened to be in the stage of going out.

"What's the matter?"

Gong Qingqiu came over, his clothes fluttering, like a peerless fairy.

Today, she is no longer the weak woman with only the fourth level of Ju Yuan Realm when she first met Ye Feng, but a strong woman with the seventh level of breaking the void.

Take a few steps further, and it is the Emperor of Heaven!

Now, Gong Qingqiu has the grace of a female emperor.

As soon as she spoke, she immediately became the focus of the scene.

Han Yonghui did not dare to procrastinate, took out a map, and pointed to an ancient city one billion li away from Misty Sect.

"This place is called Tianducheng. It is an ancient city with a long history. The peak four-star power, the strongest is an old man at the level of the Emperor of Heaven."

"Outside the Tiandu city, an ancient tribe has just been born."

"There was a large-scale conflict between the two parties immediately, and I couldn't dissuade it, so I could only return to the announcement immediately."

"Not only in this place, similar situations have also occurred in other places. It seems that all the seals were broken overnight, resulting in the birth of a large number of ancient races."

Han Yonghui said solemnly the ins and outs of the whole thing.

"Quickly follow me to Tiandu City!"

Gong Qingqiu stepped forward, holding a piccolo in his hand.

This object was originally a holy soldier refined by the ancient sage of Miaoyin of the Tianmiao Holy Land, and was handed over to Yin Rurong to use, but later, it was taken by the ancient sage of True Dragon.

A few months ago, the quasi-sage of the galaxy became a sage against the sky, became a sage of the galaxy, and returned to the Jiucheng Nebula with the true dragon and ancient sage.

Afterwards, the two of them tried their best to refine the Saint Soldier Piccolo.

Now, this thing has been handed to Gong Qingqiu by the real dragon ancient sage. She is in charge of it, and it can exert 30% of the power, enough to suppress the fourth-ranked quasi-sage.

"Woohoo!"

Gong Qingqiu blew the piccolo, making a sound of breaking through the sky, tearing the void, leading the crowd to shuttle one billion li, and descended to the heavenly capital.

on the ground.

To the naked eye, a very large canyon comparable to a wild grand canyon appeared outside the Tiandu city.

There are many ancient castles under the canyon.

Some 100-meter strong men covered in gold armor and holding giant axes are roaring and rushing out of the canyon, and a terrifying battle erupts with the practitioners of Tianducheng.

"Human race, die!"

A heavenly emperor-level giant rose into the sky, holding a giant axe in both hands, and smashed into the heavenly capital city thousands of miles away.

If this blow is hit, this super city with a radius of nearly a thousand miles will surely be destroyed.

"Golden armor giant, die!"

Tianducheng.

A middle-aged beautiful woman in a purple dress rose into the sky, holding a brown steel fork in each hand, exploding with the aura of the emperor of heaven.

The two brown steel forks overlapped to block, and withstood the giant axe of the golden armor.

The two sides continue to fight, and it is inextricably difficult to resolve.

on the ground.

More and more giants of golden armor rushed out, and a battle broke out with the practitioners in Tiandu City.

"stop!"

A stern woman's voice was heard from high above, and in the voice, there was a majestic Shengwei that instantly calmed the audience.

"It's the elder Gong Qingqiu of the ethereal sect!"

"Senior Drunkard, he is here too."

"Stop!"

The Tianducheng side immediately put away the spirit tools and spirit treasures.

However, the giants of the golden armor were not convinced, and tried to attack Gong Qingqiu and others in the sky with their teeth and claws.

"Dare to attack us and die!"

Gong Qingqiu's eyes swept away, and with a wave of his sleeves, the Saint Soldier Piccolo sounded like a blade.

boom!

In an instant, the hundreds of golden giants who had shot exploded into powder on the spot.

"The headmaster said that the blood of the ancient race must be continued, but it doesn't mean that it cannot be killed."

"Dare to attack us and die!"

Gong Qingqiu's voice was cold.

A race, with more than 100,000 people, can continue without pressure.

The total number of golden armored giants in this canyon exceeds one million, which is a huge ethnic group. It is no problem to obliterate some arrogant people and frighten them.

"Stop, stop!"

The golden armoured giant Tiandi hurriedly swung his great axe to stop some of the clansmen who were about to die.

"who are you?"

The golden armor giant Tiandi looked at Gong Qingqiu and asked in a deep voice.

Gong Qingqiu held the piccolo of Saint Soldier and said loudly:

"I am the elder of the Misty Sect, Gong Qingqiu~www.readwn.com~ The head teacher has an order that if the ancient race is born, it shall not conflict with the local forces of China. If the local power of the Shenzhou takes action against the ancient races, we will not tolerate it. , Strictly punish but never lend!"

These few words are blessed by the Saint Soldier Piccolo.

After three breaths.

The entire Shenzhou Continent heard Gong Qingqiu's voice containing a powerful Shengwei.

Some ancient race masters who were in conflict with the local forces in China felt the terrifying holy power, and they were all silent, and immediately ended the battle.

These words immediately restored Shenzhou's calm.

Heavenly Holy Land.

"Gong Qingqiu, this bitch, she actually refined the Saint Soldier Piccolo. Damn it!"

Yin Rurong felt what was happening outside, and suddenly became furious.