In the starry sky.

The great elder of Shifang Sacred Sect looked determined.

He knew that there were a large number of elders and disciples chasing behind him, but he did not stop them, but speeded up.

"In today's battle, I will die!"

"Even if I die, I will die vigorously, die in the Continent of Ten Thousand Races, die on the road to fight for the human race, and set an example for the disciples of the sect!"

The great elder held the Sun Moon Qiankun Sword tightly.

"Old man!"

"After today, I don't know if you and I can still survive. Let's fight with all our strength later!"

He stroked the sword in his hand and murmured.

Buzz!

The Sun Moon Universe Sword trembled slightly, as if it sensed the fighting intent from its master, and responded with its own sword intent.

…

Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

"Master Ye, are you back?"

When Sword Master Yuexi saw Ye Feng coming back, he couldn't help but worry: "You...you couldn't have killed the great elder of the Shifang Sacred Sect, right? If you did that, wouldn't you have offended the Shifang Sacred Emperor?"

"He's not dead." Ye Feng shook his head.

"Not dead?" Yuexi Sword Master was stunned.

So, did Ye Feng beat up the great elder of Shifang Sacred Sect? Or did nothing happen?

Yuexi Sword Master was suspicious in his heart.

The sacred mountain of all ethnic groups.

The hunting clan leader noticed Ye Feng returning and quickly said to the other clan leaders:

"am I right?"

"Ye Feng's disappearance was just an illusion. The real purpose was to ambush us. When he saw that we didn't go out, he showed up."

"He may be very depressed now!"

"Hahaha!"

As he spoke, the leader of the hunting clan laughed wildly.

on the ground.

When Ye Feng heard the voice coming from the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Races, he couldn't help but reveal a sarcastic smile.

Half an hour later.

An old figure stepped into the continent of Wanzu.

The people of the Shifang Sacred Sect followed closely behind, surrounding the Wanzu Continent, looking sadly at the great elder who was about to attack the Wanzu Sacred Mountain, with a look of reluctance on his face.

"The Great Elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect!"

"Why is he here?"

"Huh!"

"The clothes on his body are in tatters. It looks like he has just been beaten."

Everyone's eyes fell on the great elder of the Shifang Sacred Sect, and they couldn't help but speculate.

"How is this going?"

Sword Master Yuexi is also very curious.

She turned around and looked at Ye Feng, who was sitting calmly on the spot, and saw that the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, as if he had mastered everything.

on the ground.

The great elder held his sword and walked step by step towards the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Races. When he passed by Ye Feng, Yuexi Sword Master and others, he nodded to everyone and looked at Ye Feng again.

"Do your best to emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly."

Ye Feng said meaningfully.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

The great elder seemed to understand, but he finally stopped when he was still a hundred miles away from the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Races.

"Why is he here?"

Practitioners from all walks of life have also noticed the great elder of the Ten Directions Holy Sect.

A moment.

Countless eyes are cast on Wanzu Continent.

"The Holy Realm? Are you here to die?"

The leader of the hunting tribe said disdainfully.

"Come to kill you!"

The great elder of Shifang Sacred Sect looked determined.

Tear it apart!

He tore off the torn clothes on his body, revealing his strong muscles. He held the Sun-Moon Universe Sword with both hands, and thirty strands of the power of the sun and lunar surface emerged from his body.

"kill me?"

The leader of the hunting clan laughed wildly.

"Hahaha!"

The other clan leaders also laughed.

In their opinion, for an ordinary Holy Saint to come to the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Tribes is already considered to be courageous, but to dare to say such words to them is even rarer.

Now, they are all happy.

"What are you using to kill me?"

The leader of the hunting tribe sneered.

"it!"

The great elder of the Shifang Sacred Sect raised the Sun Moon Qiankun Sword in his hand, and his aura gradually increased.

After experiencing the battle with Ye Feng, he was almost in despair.

Even though he was a great saint, he was no match for Ye Feng, who only cultivated himself in the Heavenly Saint realm.

Now, facing the heads of all clans.

The great elder felt even more uncertain.

However, he vaguely remembered what Ye Feng said in his mind, and wondered what it meant.

"Do your best to emerge from the cocoon and become a butterfly?"

"What does this mean? I don't quite understand, but I know that I have to do my best."

"Leave the rest to fate!"

Speaking of which.

The great elder's momentum was raised to the limit.

His power of the sun and the power of the lunar moon showed faint signs of merging with each other. His body was covered with a layer of golden and moon-colored armor, which greatly increased his strength.

His aura is no less than the peak of the Holy Spirit!

"Huh!"

The great elder felt this change.

"The sun and the moon shine together?"

"yes!"

"The power of the sun and the power of the lunar yin and yang can be integrated with each other. Even if there are only a dozen strands of each of them, if they are integrated, it will become very terrifying."

"In that case, give it to me!"

The great elder held the Sun-Moon-Cosmos Sword high, and the power of the lunar and solar energy on his body quickly merged into the long sword, causing a moon and a sun to appear on the left and right respectively.

Looking from afar.

The sun and moon shine together over the Wanzu Continent.

Everyone looked at this scene with astonishment on their faces.

"Huh!"
To be continued...