Before the middle-aged man in white was approaching Ye Fei, the white bone skeleton appeared in a vague way before him. He raised the giant blade of white bones without saying a word and slashed the head of the middle-aged man in white.

This scene is so similar. Killing the sixth level cultivator was this trick, but the middle-aged man in white only looked calm and did not retreat. Although the skeleton was extremely powerful, I wonder if the body was so hard.

With one hand, a huge mace appeared in his hand. He shouted softly, but instead of resisting the giant bone blade, he smashed towards the skeleton's chest.

With a muffled bang, the mace hit the skeleton's chest, which made his body tremble. There was no injury left in his chest, and there was no impact on the giant white bone blade that was cut down.

"The body and strength are so distorted!" The middle-aged man in white changed his face, and he hurriedly retreated backwards, then swung his mace to resist.

But the middle-aged man in white clothes was still a little slower, and the huge blade of white bones hit the mace. The middle-aged man in white clothes immediately burst open, and half of his body turned into a blood mist, and he almost escaped.

Seeing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but smile. The strength of this white bone skeleton was as powerful as the second level of his holy demon body. If he hadn't taken the risk of leaving his soul to use the spirit condenser technique to kill the old man, it would seem that it would be really difficult to deal with the white bone skeleton, thanks to the black spirit dragging him down at that time.

"Ah!" A scream came out, and then there was a muffled bang, and the old man in the soap robe broke and opened. The Nascent Soul was rushing out from the black fog released by the black spirit, but it was immediately rolled up by the black fog around it. It was pulled into the black fog again, and then the black spirit laughed strangely.

Ye Fei narrowed his eyes. Since the black spirit swallowed the ghost banner of the old man in the black robe, as he refined the ghost inside, his strength became stronger and stronger. He actually broke the magic body of the seventh level cultivator so quickly.

Of course, this is also the old man in the soap robe who is only an ordinary seventh-level cultivator. If he changes to the old man in the black robe or Zhan Tu, the black spirit will not have the ability and will even be chased and beaten by others.

However, compared with this white bone skeleton, the black spirit is not as powerful as the white bone skeleton, but it is flexible and changeable against the enemy and has many methods. It is not as clumsy as the white bone skeleton, and it also requires someone to control it before attacking others.

The middle-aged man in white clothes flashed with light, and his broken body grew out again. He looked at Ye Fei with fear. He looked at the distance with some urgency. Although he was frightened, he did not escape.

At this moment, the white bone skeleton rushed out again and slashed at the middle-aged man in white. The latter's face changed wildly. With a swaying shoulders, a crystal shield appeared in front of him.

With a muffled bang, the giant white bone sword slashed on the shield. A deep depression appeared under the pressure of the bone blade, and the spiritual light flew backwards in a dim light. Finally, a bang hit the middle-aged man in white. He groaned and flew backwards with blood. He stretched out when the shield's arms burst open again.

Just as the middle-aged man in white was about to escape, he looked at the distance unwillingly again. Suddenly, several lights flashed out in the sky. Seeing this, the middle-aged man in white was overjoyed and stopped escaping.

Just as he was distracted, he felt a blue light coming from afar, and with a thud, it penetrated into the chest of the middle-aged man in white. His face turned pale, and he hugged his head with a scream in his mouth. He felt like his soul exploded, and his mind was even more painful.

The white bone skeleton took a step forward, held the giant white bone blade and slashed down his head. With a bang, the middle-aged man in white immediately turned into a blood mist. Before the Nascent Soul had recovered his mind, he was swept by a ball of black magic flames, and finally turned into a wisp of blue smoke and scattered.

"Wow, you're still running!" A strange laugh came from the black fog, followed by a scream. After a few sounds, the black spirit rushed out of the black fog, put away all the treasure storage rings around, and looked at Ye Fei with a proud look on his face.

Whoosh swish swish swish.

At this moment, four rays of lights flew over from afar. Seeing the scene on the field, they couldn't help but frown. These four people were also two seventh-level cultivators, and they should have been arranged to intercept the team like this.

"You killed my Lingxiao Palace? You also killed the Great Elder Xuanming. Don't try to escape again this time, hum!" A young man in white snorted coldly, then crushed a message talisman, obviously feeling Ye Fei's strangeness. He notified people nearby before he took action.

Ye Fei just smiled but looked at the other party without saying a word, neither stopping nor answering, nor trying to escape, but waved his hand casually. The black spirit immediately let out a strange laugh, sweeping through the black fog, and rushed towards the young man in white.

A red light flashed in the white bone skeleton's eyes, and his feet stepped on the void, soared high into the sky and rushed towards the other three people. However, these three people obviously did not know the pervert of this skeleton. Two sixth-level cultivators hurriedly took action to resist the skeleton, while the seventh-level cultivator next to him did not take action, but showed a sneer on his face, ready to attack Ye Fei.

Bang bang!

At this moment, the bone blade in the hand of the White Bone Skeleton slashed the sky, and immediately broke the magic bodies of the two sixth-level cultivators, turning into a ball of blood mist and dissipating in the air. Then, the White Bone Skeleton squirted the magic flames on the mouth, burning the souls of the two Yuanying into a wisp of blue smoke.

"What?" The seventh level monk's face changed wildly. As soon as he realized, the giant white bone blade had already slashed down towards his head. He didn't expect to release a spear to block it. With a muffled bang, the spear was knocked away to the distance. The monk's arms burst open, and his figure retreated wildly.

...

Lingxiao Palace, Cangqiong Palace!

Elder Chen Ming was meditating with his eyes closed, and a young man in gray robe flashed out at the entrance of the hall, with an anxious look on his face: "Great Elder, the four elders we sent to guard the Wuheng Mountains have actually fallen, and their life cards have exploded..."

"What? I have told you that each seventh-level elder will lead three guest officials, one seventh-level and two sixth-level ones, and the four of them can't kill this son? And even if they die? How did you arrange it? Do you want them to act alone?"

The young man in gray robe hurriedly said, "Great Elder, I have followed your arrangements. There are four people in a group, a total of four groups. Each group is led by our elders of Lingxiao Palace. At the beginning, you said that it didn't matter if the guest fell, so there was only one person from our Lingxiao Palace in each group."

"Oh, could it be that after seeing the Demon Sword, those guest elders were greedy and fought with our people? Otherwise, how could this kid kill two groups of eight monks?" Elder Chen Ming frowned.

"It's not clear. No information they have been sent back. However, I have notified the other two groups to rush to the site of the incident together to see what's going on. Even if someone dares to rebel, the eight people in the last two groups will be enough to calm the matter down." said the young man in the gray robe.

"When doing well, there is little chance that someone will turn against him. After all, we are still familiar with these guests. Those who have taken so many benefits from us and dare not betray us at will may be the kid who uses tricks to defeat each other. Now that they go over together, eight people are enough to kill that kid." Elder Chen Ming narrowed his eyes and said.

"Okay, I'll go to the Life Pai Pavilion to continue observing first, and I'll inform the elder immediately when there is any news." After the gray-robed young man finished speaking, he was about to turn around and leave. At this moment, a disciple of the Golden Immortal Stage ran in panic.

"Two elders, no, the two elders' famous brands exploded one after another!" After saying that, the disciple of the Golden Immortal Stage hurriedly retreated, as if he didn't dare to stay here for a moment.

"What? Four groups of sixteen people, eight sixth-level cultivators, and eight seventh-level cultivators, can't take down a seventh-level kid? Could it be that he has advanced to the eighth-level?" Chen Ming immediately slapped the table and roared in surprise.

The young man in gray robe was silent for a moment and said, "Great Elder, do you want me to send some more people?"

"Send someone? Are you crazy? Even the sixteen monks can't deal with him. Now even if the entire monk goes to the seventh level, he will die. Even if there are too many people, I believe that no one can stop that kid from leaving." Chen Ming immediately returned to his calmness.

"Then, why not notify the uncle of the master?" said the young man in gray robe solemnly.

Chen Mingzhang waved his hand and sighed: "Uncle Master has instructed him not to bother with other things except for the news of the holy demon body. Now Uncle Master is preparing to enter the ancient treasure realm, so we should not disturb him.

Well, after all, we only lost four people. Don’t provoke that little devil first. Just have the opportunity to pay attention to his movements. After Uncle Master comes out of seclusion, we will inform Uncle Master of this.

That boy is no longer something we can deal with. Perhaps he will become the Demon Emperor back then, but we must not be his test stone, so as not to lose talents again due to this."

...

Just as the two of them were secretly discussing countermeasures, the black spirit was happily cleaning the battlefield. The white bone skeleton was taken away by Ye Fei, but Ye Fei did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged on the ground.

Ye Fei wanted to see how many people came to Lingxiao Palace fell to the ground, but after waiting for more than half a month, he never saw a figure again. Ye Fei couldn't help but sort out some gains, raised his lips and looked at the messy ground, stepped on the black sword, and flew towards the direction of the Earth Huoxian Mountain.

More than five months later, Ye Fei's figure appeared in the cave of Dihuoxian Mountain. Emperor Su and Bai Yuncang were savoring spiritual wine, and it seemed that they were talking about something first.

"Friend Ye Xian, you are back. How did you get this time?" Bai Yuncang put down the cup and made a gesture of invitation. Ye Fei did not see him and sat casually beside the two of them.

"Thank you for your concern, but the Thousand Soul Wire has been picked and used. I'm thinking that it will take ten thousand years to grow. Alas!" Although Ye Fei had obtained the third layer of the Holy Demon Body and gained a lot, the loss on his face was not pretending. After all, the purpose of this trip was to find Thousand Soul Wire to save Mei Xiner.

Upon hearing this, Wan Wuyou frowned slightly, then looked at Bai Yuncang, the latter nodded slightly and said, "Hey, Immortal Ye don't have to be too sad. If you can advance to the eighth level within three years, maybe there is still a chance to get Thousand Souls Silk." Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help but look moved. (This chapter is completed) (To be continued...)
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