"Aoki Sect, Ye Feng, come to worship the mountain."

When Ye Feng's luck was blown, the thunderous sound echoed in the mountains, and the frightened beasts and birds were singing.

Baishan has two understandings in the world of immortal cultivation: one is friendly visits, and the other is door-to-door provocation.

It is obvious that the sound contains murderous intent, which is the second nature.

"A Qingmu Sect?" After the voice echoed for three breaths, hundreds of streams of light burst out from the mountains, turning into monks standing on the clouds. The one who led the man dressed simply and looked handsome, with a sense of ethereality and no secularity. Among all the people Ye Feng had seen, this person could definitely be called the most fairy-like person.

"It seems that this person is the leader of the Xianle Sect." Ye Feng put away his contempt.

Because in the world of immortal cultivation, no matter which sect, who can be the leader of a sect is the strongest among this sect, and only the leader is still in his sect, he will never fall.

"As a disciple of the Qingmu Sect, why do you come to my Xianlemen to worship the mountain today with murderous intentions?" The man's voice was calm and pleasant, making people feel excited.

Listening to this person is indeed a pleasure.

"Just for one person!"
Chapter completed!