Ye Fei appeared above the battlefield by driving the spirit boat. The tribulation immortals immediately enveloped his spiritual consciousness. When he realized that he was just a tribulation immortal, no one would pay attention to him again.

The hem of more than a dozen robbery fairy costumes were embroidered with the word Feixian. They ignored Ye Fei, but Ye Fei got closer and finally landed directly in front of the four unicorns.

These robbery immortals did not mean to talk to Ye Fei, but directly enveloped him within the attack range, and a three-three-in-one joint attack attack came towards him.

Ye Fei took a step forward and reached out and swirled his hand. A huge vortex suddenly appeared in front of him. The attack disappeared invisible when it touched the vortex and was swallowed by him.

The scene suddenly became quiet. The four-headed Qilin didn't expect that this human chaotic immortal, which only had the turn of the chaotic immortal, would have such a method. The chaotic immortals of the Feixian Dynasty were stunned for a moment, and launched another attack, attacking him with four consecutive attacks.

Ye Fei was as motionless as a mountain, and the four joint attacks were also swallowed by the vortex. He took one step and his figure instantly appeared among more than a dozen tribulation immortals. A dagger appeared in his hand. As the figure flashed, a trace of blood drifted away.

There were only a dozen breaths in front and behind, and all the dozen immortals of the Tribulation fell to the ground, and no one could resist his attack. Ye Fei turned around and looked at the four unicorns.

"Huo Chi thanks for helping fellow Taoist." The four Qilins turned into human bodies and clasped their fists to Ye Fei to thank him.

"You're welcome, where is this place?" Ye Fei asked with his fists.

"This is Qilian Mountain, and three hundred miles away is where our tribe Qilin Valley is." Huo Chi responded again with fists.

"It's only three hundred miles away from Qilin Valley? They dare to siege you?" Ye Fei frowned slightly. The Qilin Valley is located in a radius of three thousand miles and belongs to the territory of the Qilin clan. The Feixian Dynasty dared to approach three hundred miles to siege and kill four Qilins, which shows that the power of the Feixian Dynasty has extended beyond the Qilin Valley.

"The Feixian Dynasty is now like a rain of immortals, and its power is too huge. Except for Beiming, all the entire immortal cultivation world have been controlled by the Feixian Dynasty. Even Dragon Island, Phoenix Mountain and our Qilin Valley have been broken. The four of us were blocked after escaping from Qilin Valley. Fortunately, fellow Taoists took action, and Huo Chi and others were grateful." Huo Chi's words made Ye Fei's brows deeply, and a hint of confusion appeared in his eyes.

Before he went to the underworld, he lifted the ban for his mother Lin Miaoyu. With his mother's power, Zhong Haiwen's three messengers in the divine world could not be her opponent.

He thought that even if the form was poor, the immortal cultivation world could still maintain its original state at least for a short period of time, but he did not expect that in just a short period of time, the entire immortal cultivation world, except Bei Ming, had all fallen into the hands of the Feixian Dynasty.

Ye Fei put the bodies of more than a dozen robbery immortals into the Qiankun bag, looked at the four Qilins and asked, "What are your plans now? If you want to go to Beiming, I can take you for a ride."

"I am going to Beiming. Thank you fellow Taoist. I don't know what you call me?" Huo Chi heard that Ye Fei was going to Beiming, and was willing to walk with them. He looked happy and asked with his fists.

"My name is Ye Fei." Ye Fei said as he enlarged the Lingzhou Commander and signaled Huo Chi and the other four to go up.

"It turns out that Mr. Ye has arrived and has long admired Daming. Huo Chi has long been looking forward to seeing him. Today, when he saw Mr. Ye's divine figure, he realized that the legend is true." Huo Chi's eyes suddenly shone when he heard Ye Fei's daimyo.

Huo Wu, the lord of the Qilin Valley, was fascinated by the Caiyun of Phoenix Mountain, and was always very close to Fenghuang Mountain. The last time Caiyun came to Qilin Valley in person, mentioned Ye Fei's name, saying that Fenghuang Mountain had decided to follow Ye Fei to subvert the Feixian Dynasty and asked Huo Wu whether to join. At that time, Huo Chi knew that Ye Fei was the brother of the current lord of Phoenix.

"Do you know me?" Ye Fei was surprised. He didn't expect that his fame had spread to Qilin Valley.

"I heard from Senior Caiyun." Huo Chi smiled slightly and explained. Ye Fei nodded suddenly and continued to drive the spiritual boat to continue to face south.

When the spiritual boat arrived above the Yiyi Man City, Ye Fei felt that the city below had bursting energy fluctuations and bloody smell soaring into the sky. He frowned slightly and immediately drove the spiritual boat down.

When Ye Fei saw the city with corpses everywhere in front of him, his nerves suddenly tense, and a burst of anger rushed straight into his mind.

Dozens of Tribulation Immortals and hundreds of God-Transforming Realms surrounded the entire city and formed a large formation. Countless bursting spiritual powers raged in the city, and countless crying sounded across the city.

The mortals fell down one by one, and the blood in their bodies was stripped and extracted, gathering towards an altar in the center of the city. A huge blood bead was formed over the center of the altar. Under the blood bead, there was a person sitting cross-legged. Ye Fei was not unfamiliar with this person.

Ye Fei's face was as gloomy as water. He took out the Bead of Fate from the Qiankun bag. The Feixian Dynasty was so crazy that it slaughtered the mortal city. At this moment, Ye Fei felt resentful towards his mother Lin Miaoyu.

Three beads of destiny floated over the city. In an instant, the entire city fell into a state of static. Ye Fei's figure flashed and directly broke through the air and disappeared.

His figure floated past the immortals, blood splattered, but at the next moment, he paused strangely in the air and fell into a state of stillness.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the entire city regained its momentum. At this moment, the Immortal Tribulation and God Transformation Realms of the Flying Immortal Dynasty fell to the ground one by one.

Ye Fei walked towards the altar step by step. The man who was cross-legged in the center of the altar was the only person he let him go. He didn't want him to die unknowingly, and he wanted him to give him a head in an absolutely awake state.

The man sat cross-legged in the center of the altar and still closed his eyes, knowing nothing about Ye Fei's approach. It was not until Ye Fei stepped onto the altar that he suddenly opened his eyes.

"Wu Cong, we meet again." Ye Fei paused word by word, suppressing the anger in his heart, holding the Soul-Devouring Sword, and stopped two meters away from Wu Cong.

Wu Cong was not too panicked. His realm had reached the five transformations of the Immortal Tribulation. He turned his head and looked around. Ye Fei said with a cold expression: "No need to look, they are all dead."

When Wu Cong heard what Ye Fei said, his spiritual sense flew across the entire city, and his face changed slightly. He did not get up, but still cross-legged, looking at Ye Fei and said, "Senior brother, don't be fine."

"You Wu family destroys Lin'an City, but you are good at inheriting the cruel genes of your family. Wu Cong, will your conscience hurt when attacking mortals?" Ye Fei raised the Soul-Devouring Sword, and suddenly thousands of sword lights appeared on his body, slashing downwards, and countless sword lights enveloped Wu Cong from all directions.

"My junior is still as strong as ever. It's a pity that I, Wu Cong, are no longer Wu Cong from back then. You couldn't kill me back then, but you still couldn't kill me now." Wu Cong's body did not move, and the sword light enveloped him. His body was between reality and illusion. The sword light stabbed through his body, but he was unscathed.

Ye Fei's eyes narrowed. Wu Cong actually understood the ability of space. How did he do it?

Ye Fei didn't have time to think about it anymore. His figure moved and instantly transformed into thousands of lights and shadows, completely covering this space. He was very confident in this move. Even if Wu Cong understood the ability of space, he would definitely not be able to avoid this move.

This move is an upgraded version of Jianwu. Combined with space, he created Yang Wudi as his imaginary enemy.

Of course, his strength is not enough to compete with Yang Wudi, but facing Wu Cong, he thinks he is enough to deal with him.
Chapter completed!