Chapter 212: Dividing the way

Along the way, the bloody killer said endlessly, chirping, chirping and silly shouting. "Did you see, someone's face..." "And there are still..." and so on.

Finally, Ni Tian couldn't listen anymore, so he turned his head and glared at Xue Sha fiercely, and said seriously: "Shut up!"

What Xue Kill feared most was the destiny. When he heard the destiny, he swallowed halfway through his words, and whispered that he didn't dare to say more, and looked at Yang Yifeng with grievance.

But Yang Yifeng had no time to pay attention to him? At this moment, Yang Yifeng was still immersed in the sense of the battle state, and his strength suddenly exploded and calmed down.

Blood Killing is not a fool. If you disturb Yang Yifeng at this moment, you will definitely be a beat! After looking at Qiye, he shook his head. Then he looked at the Forgetful Demon Lord who was walking with him. His face suddenly collapsed, he shook his head, and shut up in depression and followed everyone away.

At this moment, everyone had already flew out of the range of Yuxu Palace, and their flight speeds were all slowing down a lot. Qi Ye and Ni Tian were leading the way, chatting while flying. Several fusion masters of the Demon Sect surrounded Yang Yifeng and did not speak. They were just focused on their spirits to protect Yang Yifeng from interference.

The Forgetful Demon Lord was flying behind the team, his eyes glancing at Yang Yifeng from time to time, and there was an indescribable feeling flowing in his eyes, and he felt strange in his heart.

The female disciples who followed Wangqing flew with expressionless faces, without any fluctuations in their eyes.

At this time, an extremely powerful force suddenly burst out from Yang Yifeng. First, several fusion masters who were surrounding Yang Yifeng and protecting him were beaten away hundreds of meters in a row. Then several disciples from the divine stage around him were not good enough and were blown away for several miles. Some people fell down all of a sudden. Fortunately, the blood-killing eyes were clear and quick, so a fierce man pulled the person up.

Although the Forgetful Demon Palace is not close, several disciples with insufficient cultivation are inevitably shaken by the aftermath.

"It's so good~~!" Yang Yifeng stretched out and exhaled loudly. He was surging with his powerful sword energy, and countless spiritual tides around him rushed in. Suddenly, a huge spiritual vortex was formed with Yang Yifeng as the center, and he was swollen and spitting out the spiritual energy of the outside world, and he was less than a few breaths. The vortex disappeared quickly and dissipated in an instant. The power on Yang Yifeng's body suddenly dropped dozens of times, and then slowly disappeared. At this moment, Yang Yifeng looked the same as usual, but he became even more drifty.

"Hahaha~~~ Junior brother, congratulations on your grand profit!" Qi Ye said with a big smile.

"Yeah~~~!" Ni Tian nodded with a smile and concern.

"Haha~~~Where is it? It's just that the magic power has increased too fast, and I can't help but keep up in my mood. I often feel a little powerless in grasping the power. Now, I can fully control my current magic power." Yang Yifeng said with a faint smile.

Several people in the Forgetful Demon Palace were frightened by this powerful force. How could they have seen such a terrifying power?

"After you return to the sect, you will face me for a hundred years!" Qi Yedi's voice could not sound at all, but it could make people feel boundless majesty!

"Oh~~~ Senior brother, you can't blame them all. Why not cut it in half, right?" Yang Yifeng also knew that most of this was his fault, so he asked for help and pleaded.

Qiye nodded and added: "Then you will face the wall for fifty years, and you will be able to practice with peace of mind within fifty years!"

Several disciples in the dispersal stage, especially the one who was shocked by Yang Yifeng's power, nodded in panic and said, "Yes, I'll obey the order~!" Then they turned to Yang Yifeng and said, "Thank you, Feng, protector~" their faces were full of gratitude.

Yang Yifeng just smiled and didn't answer.

Qiye glanced at the four masters in the fusion stage indifferently, which made the four of them nervous. Fortunately, Qiye only glanced a few times and didn't say much.

The four of them were obviously relieved and sighed inwardly. This was the first time Yang Yifeng saw the majesty of the Sect Master Qiyedi. As expected, he was worthy of being the leader of the Demonic Taoism. He was not angry but powerful, which made Yang Yifeng look at him with admiration.

The Forgetful Demon Lord glanced at several unhappy disciples with anger and said softly: "Xiaoyao's skills have been enhanced again, which is really gratifying!"

"Thank you~~" Yang Yifeng nodded to the Forgetful Demon Lord and expressed his gratitude.

After flying for a while, everyone stopped again. It turned out that it was time to part ways. The leaders of the two sects, Qiye and Wangqing, made a few remarks, and everyone separated here. Before leaving, Wangqing looked at Yang Yifeng with a very meaningful look. Yang Yifeng was so frightened that he left with a smile.

"Let's go~~ Junior brother, we must also rush back to the sect as soon as possible~" Qi Ye said softly to Yang Yifeng.

"Yeah~~~" Yang Yifeng nodded and responded.

At this time, Ni Tian said, "Second brother, sixth brother, I'm going to say goodbye too~~" and then turned around and asked Xuesha, "Xuesha, where are you going?"

Qiye and Yang Yifeng both knew that they were against the world and did not keep much, and just said that they would drink and chat next time they had the chance.

Xue Sha lowered his head and thought for a while, and finally made up his mind and said, "My cultivation is not enough. I am ready to find a land to practice, so I can deal with the arrival of the heavenly tribulation. I don't know when the next time I meet, maybe I have to wait for me to survive the heavenly tribulation?"

"Fifth brother, don't forget to ask me to cheer me when you pass the tribulation~!" Yang Yifeng and Xueshou played the best, and their relationship was the best, so the one who was reluctant to let go was Yang Yifeng.

"Hahaha~~~ This is natural!" Xue Sha said with a big laugh, "Brother, second brother, I will say goodbye too~!"

"Hey~~~ Blood Kill, you have no place to live, so we are not at ease in search of land to practice safety. Maybe, if you go to my place to retreat, we can take care of you. Or, follow your second brother to return to the Demon Sect. There are many secret rooms in the Demon Sect that can be retreated, let alone safety." Ni Tian stopped the Blood Kill and said with concern.

Blood Kill thought for a while and replied, "Let's go with my elder brother.~~I feel depressed when I see Lao Liu, this pervert~!"

Yang Yifeng rushed up immediately screamed and was stopped by Qiye, and cursed: "How did you bastard say? Damn~~! I will definitely beat you bastard~!"

Xueshen pulled Wei Tian and left with a laugh.

"Let's go, junior brother~! Let's go back to the sect~ You've killed four masters in a row, three of them are famous figures with names in the Taoist sect~! It's so satisfying, hahaha~~~ The elders and the others will definitely be very happy to know." Qiye used this happy event to dilute the depression of the brothers' separation.

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In the hall of the Demon Sect, there were nine elders, and only Demon Rain came to the fourth palace of the Dharma Protector. Everyone knew that Yang Yifeng showed up at this Taoist meeting. Not only did he win the once-in-a-1000-year competition for the Demon Sect, but he also killed three top ten Taoist masters. Of course, he would like to celebrate the situation.

Qiye took out the storage ring on the spot, took out the Black Sun Dharma Wheel from it, and there was also a simple square box with no material texture. He put it next to him and said, "Elders, how do you deal with these?"

Yang Yifeng was drinking tea on his own, and he was too lazy to pay attention to these things.

The elder said, "This box is a treasure box recorded by the Demon Sect. It is said that this box has the power to destroy the world! Unfortunately, no one has been able to open it for more than 100,000 years! My ancestor of the Demon Sect once wanted to take this box to the Demon Realm and hand it over to the Demon Realm's senior, but it failed frequently. This box cannot be taken to ascend to the ascendant, which is a strange thing! As for this magic weapon, let me give it to Xiaozi Yang~!"

Qiye then threw the Black Sun Dharma Wheel to Yang Yifeng. After Yang Yifeng caught it, he looked at it twice, and asked, "What is the origin of this treasure? Even the eldest brother was surprised by it?"

Before Qiye could speak, the great elder's gloomy voice sounded: "This treasure is called: Black Sun Dharma Wheel. Seven thousand years ago, this treasure once made the Taoist demons in the cultivation world change their faces when they hear it! Because its owner, the Fenyun Demon Ancestor!"

"Fengyun Demon Ancestor?" Yang Yifeng asked repeatedly.

"Well, this devil is walking alone, with a mysterious origin, but his magic power is so high that you are not his opponent!" The great elder replied very surely!

"Oh?" Yang Yifeng was interested: "Then where is this person now? What is the relationship with my Demon Sect?"

"Ah~~~ This demon died in the end under the beating of the Taoist sect~! Yuxu Palace dispatched dozens of hidden scattered immortals and several masters from the Mahayana stage for this! The Taoist sect gathered hundreds of scattered immortals, and more than 40 masters above the Tribulation Period~! There were even several eight-tribulation scattered demons. The battle was shocking, but the Taoist sect suffered heavy losses, and the Fanyun Demon Ancestor was eliminated!" The elder recalled in his mind, recalling the battle more than 7,000 years ago, and said slowly.

"What about our Demon Sect?" Yang Yifeng asked.
Chapter completed!