"Brother Feng, come back..."

Qin Xiaoran bit her lips, her face was pale, she looked at Du Fan, felt bitter in her heart, and finally she looked at Ye Feng and spoke softly.

"Junior Brother Ye, you are the hope of the sect. Come back soon!"

Xue Yizhi's face was gloomy and spoke coldly. He had no friendship with Du Fan, and he didn't know Du Fan's vegetation and trees. All kinds of comparisons were made. For him, for Kongsangmen, Ye Feng was crucial. At this moment, Du Fan was nothing.

"Senior Brother Ye..."

He Xue's eyes were sad, and she spoke as well, her voice was very low and weak.

Wan Baoshan looked at Ye Feng and Du Fan outside the city wall, with a complicated expression and no words, and sighed.

A hint of throbbing appeared in Kong Qing's cold eyes, and he turned his head away.

These voices actually came in an instant, but Ye Feng... ignored it. He just knew that if he left like this, Du Fan would undoubtedly die.

Because, before the powerful golden elixir in the sky took action, several cold lights shot towards Du Fan in the distance. They were spells performed by several disciples of the Ghost Burial Sect, and each one was not something Du Fan could take.

Ye Feng's figure flashed out like a ghost. With a wave of his sleeve, a wind wall formed in an instant, blocking behind Du Fan.

A dense sound like a shower hitting a banana leaf came from the wind wall, and was all taken by this spell, and Du Fan was unharmed.

Du Fan fell to the ground, and his eyes looked at Ye Feng no longer felt grateful, but complicated. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Brother Ye, you don't have to be like this..."

He knew that as long as Ye Feng walked out of that magic weapon, he would never be able to go back.

"Haha... God helps me!" The man in the gray robe had already given up, but he never thought that Ye Feng would walk out by himself. How could he not be happy about this? At this moment, there was already a madness in the laughter, and the roar echoed in the Kongsangmen, and the sound shook all directions.

The large teleportation array in the distance finally opened, with great light and buzzing echoing, hundreds of figures inside were blurred and distorted, and eventually disappeared.

Before they could enter the magic circle, the disciples of Kongsangmen were all pale and bloodless, and their eyes showed despair, as if they had lost their souls and had collapsed on the ground.

The huge wall that originally surrounded the magic circle collapsed in a roar. The light and mist filled the air, and finally turned into a mini brick about an inch in size. It was put away by a man in gray robe with one hand.

Above the ground hundreds of feet in a radius, there are ruins, desolate and dilapidated, and countless corpses are everywhere...

...

Two hours later.

Dozens of large chariots flew high in the air, each of which was a hundred feet in size and was controlled by two foundation-building powerhouses. They were silly figured, including disciples of the Ghost Sect and disciples of the Huanyun Sect in gray robe. In addition, they were prisoners of the Kongsang Sect.

These people are naturally the invaders who have just emerged from the Battle of Kongsangmen, but they do not have the powerful Jindan power. Obviously, these are just some of them.

Dozens of chariots, after crossing countless mountains of all sizes, appeared in front of them, a huge city and Sangcheng that could not be seen at all.

On a chariot, Du Fan and Ye Feng sat in a corner. Both of them were wearing a pitch-black bracelet, and a black light radiated above the bracelet.

This bracelet is a secret magic tool made by the Ghost Burial Sect, used to block the magic power of the person wearing it. After the cultivator brings this bracelet, he cannot lift up any magic power. It is like a mortal, and it is really mysterious.

There was a parcel piled up around Du Fan, which was used to hold experimental equipment and some spiritual herbs. For some reason, neither of them had been confiscated.

At this time, the light flashed in Ye Feng and Du Fan's eyes, obviously they had their own thoughts, and they had no intention of speaking for a while.

The two monks who controlled this chariot were foundation-building deacons in black robes, one of whom was an old man and one of whom was a middle-aged man.

"Senior Brother Feng, you have achieved great results in this battle. You and I have made great contributions. After you go back, you will naturally not be able to escape from the reward. Maybe this flight tool modified from magic weapon fragments will be given to us in the sect."

The middle-aged man in black robe suddenly flashed his eyes and said this.

"Don't think about it. This flying magic tool is said to be refined by combining three magic weapon fragments. With our early stages of foundation building, it would be amazing to have one magic weapon fragment.

Even if you and I make great contributions to heaven, it is impossible for the sect to reward us with this method." Brother Feng glared at the middle-aged man in black robe and said unhappyly.

"Hehe, I naturally know this. I just thought about it. I didn't really have such an idea." The middle-aged man in black robe smiled and said indifferently.

"However, if it is an ordinary flying magic tool, there is no chance. I heard that there are many cultivation stores in Sangcheng and there are also Seven Star Alliances, so you and I might gain something here.

Now all four troops who fought against Huoyu Kingdom have won a great victory. Half a month later, we gathered in Sangcheng. We are closest to this city, so we are naturally close to the water tower and get the moon first." Senior Brother Feng immediately flashed his eyes and said.

"Yes, this matter is a very small opportunity for us. In addition to flying magic tools, we may also be able to purchase some pills or materials at a low price. Even if we can't use it, we can earn some spirit stones when we go back and sell it.

In the world of cultivation, the price difference between different regions is huge." When the middle-aged man in black robe heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his mind became active.

"Get out! Stay away from me!"

At this moment, a cold word suddenly came from behind the two foundation-building deacons. They frowned and looked back.

I saw a graceful and beautiful woman standing there in front of Ye Feng and Du Fan. Her pink face and peach cheeks were as beautiful as a flower, but at this time, her jade face was full of sadness. This woman was Xia Rui.

Looking at Ye Feng with a cold face, Xia Rui felt bitter in her heart, like a knife cutting her lower lip, and mist appeared in her eyes, unable to speak, and she looked aggrieved and worried.

"Want to cry? I understand. You must be sad because you didn't steal my treasure of Kongsangmen. You are worried that you will not have enough credit and will not receive a generous reward after you go back, right?"

Ye Feng sneered, said without hesitation, and stabbed Xia Rui fiercely.

"Brother Ye, forget it..." Du Fan felt a little reluctant and spoke in a low voice.

"Forget it? Brother Du, you were almost killed by her that time!" Ye Feng glared at Du Fan, but he didn't say anything else.

"Senior Brother Ye, if I don't do this, our Xia family will be involved in the whole family. I have no choice at all if I want to be with me."

Xia Rui endured the pain in her heart and explained that the two lines of tears finally slid down, but she did not reach out to wipe it, as if this simple action would take a lot of effort.

"I know what you mean. The lives of your Xia family are important. The lives of tens of thousands of disciples in Kongsangmen are scary. Have you finished speaking? You can get out after you finish speaking!" Ye Feng's eyes were cold and his words were cold, like a ten thousand years of ice cave.

Xia Rui's body trembled when she heard this, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

Du Fan had no doubt that if Ye Feng's magic power was still there, he would kill Xia Rui immediately and would never be lenient...

Du Fan sighed. He also had a lot of feelings for Kongsangmen. The sorrow in his heart at this time was no less than Ye Feng. However, as a modern person, although he could not accept war, it was understandable. In fact, no one is right or wrong in such a thing as war...

"Nephemer Xia, why do you explain so much to him? Although you failed to get the treasure of Kongsangmen, you have made great contributions to being able to break Kongsangmen so smoothly. When you go back, the backdoor will fulfill your promise and preside over the dual cultivation ceremony for you and Ghost Eye Master.

The Ghost Eye Master is extremely qualified. Even the sect leader is hard to predict what level he can reach in the future. If you become a dual-cultural partner with him, maybe we uncles will rely on your care in the future. You should also pay attention to what the destroyed Kongsangmen do!"

At this time, the middle-aged man in black robe had already come over, suddenly spoke and said coldly.

It was originally a comforting word, but when it came to Xia Rui's ears, it was like a bolt from the blue. Her face turned pale again, as transparent as she was, her body trembling violently, and her eyes instantly moved away from Ye Feng's body, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Ghost Eye?" Du Fan's heart suddenly jumped when he heard this name.

"Congratulations to Junior Sister Xia, you have both wealth and sex, hum!" Ye Feng suddenly sneered and said sarcastically.

Xia Rui shook her body, her eyes were dissipated, and she smiled bitterly, and she turned around and walked to another place of the chariot, squatting there silently.

"Are you crazy? You can talk nonsense about this kind of thing!" Senior Brother Feng, who walked with him, changed his expression and shouted in a deep voice to the middle-aged man in black robe.

The middle-aged man in black robe felt abrupt, smiled embarrassedly, and stopped talking, and went back to control the speed.

"Ye Feng, you are also very qualified. Before this battle, Huanyun Sect famously asked you. After the battle, Elder Zhou also specifically told me to treat you well on the way. This sect attaches so much importance to you, and I think it is because I want to accept you as the core disciple.

Huanyun Sect is a top-notch sect in Qingzhou, and it is willing to spend the effort to cultivate you. Such opportunities are rare. In addition, you are talented and have outstanding talents. Although you still have the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage, if you let go of this and concentrate on practicing, your future will be limitless.

Now that the Kongsams of Sangmen have been erased, why should you be obsessed with your own practice?

You and I have no direct relationship. I will say this so you can do it yourself.”

Brother Feng didn't know what to think about, but actually said to Ye Feng. Then he glanced at Du Fan thoughtfully, then ignored the two of them and turned around and left.

"When I erase the burial of the Ghost Sect in the future, I can save your life." Ye Feng looked gloomy and looked at the old man's back and spoke coldly.
Chapter completed!