Earth Fire Fairy Mountain, Ye Fei, Wan Wuyou, Bai Yuncang and the three of them are floating in the air!

"Don't worry, Sister Ye Xian, there will definitely be no accidents in my husband's place!" Wan Wuyou looked at Ye Fei and said with a straight face.

"I'm sorry for my fellow immortals!" Ye Fei turned his head and looked at Bai Yuncang, bowed and said, "Thanks to my fellow immortals arrive in time this time, otherwise Ye would not even have a chance to save Fairy Mei.

However, this time Ye is going to go to Lich Mountain to find Thousand Soul Silks, and he can't chat with you on the flying boat like last time. When Ye comes back, he will definitely have a drink with you."

"Haha, you're welcome. The important thing is important. Ye Xiancang goes and go back quickly. Yesterday, Bai was very happy to see the Demon Sword. I wish Ye Xiancang a good journey!" Bai Yuncang said with a smile.

"Hey, when it comes to this magic sword, Wan planned to help Ye Xianyou re-sacrifice, but this sword was repaired by itself in the Five Elements Illusion Realm, which is even better than Wan's sacrifice and refining." Wan Wuyou shook his head.

"You two stay, Ye said goodbye!" After Ye Fei finished speaking, he no longer delayed and flew away with the escape light.

Bai Yuncang was silent for a moment and said, "Ye Xianyou went there this time, and I don't know when he would return. The Lich Mountain is now in chaos, and I'm afraid it won't go too smoothly."

"Oh, let's wait with peace of mind. Hundreds and thousands of years have passed for us anyway. Let's go, Bai Xianjun, we haven't had a drink for a long time, so we must drink it today!" After Wan Wuyou said that, Bai Yuncang smiled slightly, and the two disappeared.

...

The Wuheng Mountains, near the Earth Volcano Mountains, two monks sat cross-legged on the ground. They were the monks surnamed Ma and monks surnamed Li who had an argument with the Lord of Wu City. These two also participated in the encirclement of Ye Fei.

The long-faced cultivator is a cultivator of the Nine Tribulation Seventh Level. The middle-aged man is at the Nine Tribulation Sixth Level. Even when he met Lord Wucheng and Elder Xuanming, they had no intention of quitting. It seemed that he was still waiting for something here.

On this day, the long-faced man who was meditating with his eyes closed, his eyebrows moved and then looked into the distance. Soon, a light of escape flew in the depths of the Earth Huoxian Mountain, and it seemed that he was passing by the direction of the two of them.

But after seeing the two, they circled around and appeared in front of the long-faced man, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Who are you? Do you want to do it?" The long-faced man looked at the visitor with some confusion. For some reason, he flew out of the Earth Huoxian Mountain. He was wearing a black robe and was thin. He was surrounded by black air, and he was obviously a ghost cultivator.

The old man in black robe raised his lips and showed a sneer: "Hehe, I chased a mere seventh-level ghost, and chased it deep into the Earth Fire Fairy Mountain and lost it. Fortunately, I met a Suyin body that had some effect. I didn't expect to encounter an old monster. Now I am angry. I just took you two to vent my anger."

"Haha, what a big tone. You are just a seventh-level monk and a single man. We are here. Are you so angry that you are looking for death? You are afraid you have never heard of Ma's reputation and methods?" The long-faced man snorted coldly.

"Methods? Hehe, let Qiu see your methods!" As soon as the old man in black robe finished speaking, his sleeves shook, and a black flag swept out, and after a burst of black gas came out, he rushed towards the two of them.

...

Three days later, Ye Fei was flying to the edge of the Earth Volcano Range and floating in the sky above Dingsheng Gate!

"Oh, these sects actually died in the hands of the ghosts. It seems that the release of those ghosts did cause a lot of killing!" Ye Fei looked at the disciples who fell in Dingsheng Gate, and his expression darkened. He did not expect that he would cause such a great disaster to this place. No wonder no one dared to touch the soul gathering altar at that time.

After pondering for a while, Ye Fei bounced with one hand, and several fireballs shot out at Dingsheng Gate. Then he flashed and flew towards the outside of the Earth-shaped volcano.

Most of the day, Ye Fei was about to fly out of the volcano range when he suddenly saw a young man in gray robe rushing out from the distance, looking at Ye Fei with a joke on his face, but when he found Ye Fei's cultivation level, his expression moved.

"You can't see through your cultivation? It must be that Emperor Su gave you a protective treasure, hiding your cultivation aura. But it's a pity that I've seen you right now and know your true cultivation, hehe." The young man in gray robe said sneered. If Ye Fei advanced to the seventh level, he would definitely not believe it. Using his sixth level of strength to deal with Ye Fei's second level of strength, he would be able to win.

"I remember that you were the one who besieged Ye. Before I could find you, I came to my door!" Ye Fei said with a dark face.

If these people hadn't seriously injured themselves, Mei Xin'er wouldn't have given the power of the Yin, and maybe there wouldn't be the tragedy now. Ye Fei put all his hatred on these people, and of course, there was the old man in black robe described by Bai Yuncang.

"Boy, hand over the magic sword now, Lu will not make things difficult for you. Otherwise, once you are discovered by people nearby, they may come over. Your fate will definitely be even worse than last time." The young man in gray robe said coldly.

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Since you want the magic sword so much, I will do it. Ye will never do it." After saying that, Ye Fei's sleeves shook, and with a whoosh, a black light flashed, and the black long sword appeared in front of the young man.

"Demon Sword? Hahaha!" The young man in gray robe looked at the demon sword in front of him and couldn't help laughing wildly, but he looked at Ye Fei with a hint of alertness. He didn't believe that Ye Fei could hand over the demon sword so easily.

However, the young man in gray robe looked cold and there was a hint of murderous intent. Even if he handed over the magic sword, the young man did not intend to leave a living mouth, so as not to be discovered by others. Even if Ye Fei used any tricks, he would be just a trick in front of his absolute power.

Seeing that Ye Fei really did not release any magic power fluctuations, and did not look like he was really passive, the young man cursed an idiot in secret, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the magic sword.

"I actually got the magic sword!" The young man was a little excited, and then he released his spiritual sense and was about to erase the soul mark left by Ye Fei on it.

With a swish!

At this moment, the black long sword suddenly shook slightly, emitting a pitch-black mist. With a roll, it enveloped the gray-robed young man, and then a strange laugh and scream came from it.

...

At the edge of the Wuheng Mountains, Elder Xuanming and Lord Wucheng were suspended in the air.

"Save me with the immortal Xuanming!" At this moment, a golden villain shot from a distance, and after a few flashes, he appeared in front of the two of them. His appearance was exactly the same as that of obese middle-aged people.

"Huh? Li Xianyou, aren't you with Ma Xianyou? Did he attack you?" Xuan Ming asked in surprise, wondering if Ye Fei's magic sword was taken away by a monk named Ma.

"No, no, no, we were guarding there, but unexpectedly a strange ghost cultivator suddenly appeared and easily killed Ma Xianyou. Li tried his best to use a secret escape technique and then escaped. I wonder if that guy had followed." The golden little man said in fear.

"What? The immortal friend of Ma was actually killed? His strength is definitely not inferior to me. You two can't deal with that person together? Could he be at the supreme level?" Xuan Ming's face changed. The strength of the monk named Ma was definitely of the best among the same level.

"That man is only at the seventh level of cultivation, but his ghost skills are extremely strange, and the soul banner treasure is even more powerful." The golden villain recalled, looking back from time to time, afraid that the old man in the black robe would chase him.

"Seventh-level ghost cultivator?" Xuan Ming frowned, as if he was about to say something, but suddenly his expression moved. With one hand, a green jade talisman appeared in his hand.

After reading the above content, Elder Xuanming immediately showed excitement: "The boy actually left the Earth Volcano Mountains alone, just near Dingsheng Gate, thanks to the arrangement of manpower there.

Li Xianyou, since that man has not been chasing him, let’s ignore this matter first. Let’s go to the near Dingsheng Gate to take a look. Maybe this time you can get the magic sword.”

After Xuanming finished speaking, he flew away with the light of escape. The Lord of Wucheng followed closely. The fat middle-aged Nascent Soul intentionally left. After all, the damage of the magic body required time to recover, but he was worried that he would meet the old man in black robe. In the end, he had no choice but to follow Xuanming and the others and flew towards the direction of Dingshengmen. (This chapter ended)

(ps.Waka, I finally came out of the mountain. Thank you for your support.) (To be continued...)
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