She channeled the power of space into the center of her fist, created a space vortex, and exploded in front of the Ancient Spirit Immortal.

boom!

The void nearby suddenly distorted.

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord was swallowed into it and was almost randomly transported to a certain world.

"It's over!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord suddenly murmured.

Clang!

The crisp sound of sword chants spread.

Ling Zhiwei sensed a dangerous aura and quickly ran away, but she hit an invisible barrier and was bounced back.

"what happened?"

She continuously used space escape skills, but found that an invisible barrier appeared around her, and it was shrinking rapidly. Even her space escape skills could not escape.

"This is the Soul Devouring Immortal Sword Formation!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Zun Dao.

Ling Zhiwei's expression changed and she said, "You were pressed down and beaten by me on purpose just now, just to set up the sword formation?"

"Exactly!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord nodded.

Tear it apart!

The Spirit Devouring Immortal Sword Formation was at full strength, accelerating and shrinking its range. After a short time, Ling Zhiwei was sealed in a spherical space with a diameter of 100 meters.

The cold soul-devouring immortal power exploded.

This void is completely imprisoned.

If Ling Zhiwei uses all her space laws, she can leave the sword formation.

But in that case, she would have violated the rules.

"I surrender!"

Ling Zhiwei crossed her arms and stopped fighting.

If she uses her full combat power, she can go head-to-head with the Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord, and even have a 70% chance of winning.

but……

"I was careless!"

Ling Zhiwei looked up to the sky and wailed, "I shouldn't be blindly confident and say that I can beat you with only 30% of my strength."

"You know your shortcomings, right?"

Ye Feng walked over with his arms crossed and asked aloud.

"snort!"

Ling Zhiwei said nothing.

Ancient Spirit Immortal Lord silently put away his sword array and walked to Ye Feng without saying a word.

"Okay, take me into the Spirit Beast Pavilion!"

Ling Zhiwei opened her mouth, making a sound as quiet as a mosquito.

"Spiritual Beast Pavilion? Let's forget it! From today on, you are the inner elder of our Piaomiao Sect."

Ye Feng said.

He had already taken out the leader's seal and the sect's roster, sat at the table, and registered at any time.

"No longer a spiritual beast?" Ling Zhiwei said in surprise.

"Are you no longer a human being?" Ye Feng asked back.

"I'm not a human being...ah! Why do you always feel a little awkward about this sentence?"

Ling Zhiwei curled her lips.

"Stop worrying about this. Please provide the basic information such as your name and identity, and I will register you on the sect's roster and become an inner sect elder."

Ye Feng picked up the brush and looked at Ling Zhiwei.
Chapter completed!