At this time, Xi Xinyu walked out from the side, bowed to Master Qingyun and said: "Master, are we really not going to participate in the Piaomiao Sect's two-star promotion celebration?"

"Go to hell!"

As soon as he said this, Master Qingyun trembled all over.

He couldn't avoid Ye Feng and went to attend the star-rising celebration. Wasn't he making himself uncomfortable?

Thinking of this, Master Qingyun closed the door and announced his retreat.

Regarding this, everyone in Qingyun Sect looked at each other in shock.

However, now that Master Qingyun has returned with the spiritual tree and the sect has micro spiritual veins again, everyone is relieved.

…

Misty Sect.

The star rising celebration continues.

noon.

A piece of snow-white petals fell from the sky, and immediately after, the appraisal elder from the royal capital stepped forward.

Behind them, there are hundreds of young and beautiful women, holding up the door plaque covered with red cloth with their own breath.

"Congratulations to the Piaomiao Sect for being awarded the second star!"

The appraisal elder announced loudly, the voice was loud and loud, resounding for hundreds of miles around, like thunder roaring from the sky, which was impressive.

Ye Feng took the door plaque, hung it on the door of the sect's main hall, and opened the red cloth with force.

After the three words "Piaomiao Sect", there were originally one gold star, but now there are two.

This is the symbol of two-star power!

"Congratulations to Master Ye!"

"Congratulations to Piaomiao Sect!"

The visiting guests toasted in celebration.

The atmosphere at the scene was very harmonious.

"Oh, it's quite lively!"

But, at this moment, a discordant voice slowly came down, attracting the attention of the whole audience.

In the void.

The mysterious young man who had arrived here long ago walked out of the void and showed his true body, with his hands behind his back, looking down at everyone in the Zongmen Square.

The aura belonging to the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm suddenly erupted!

In an instant, the young man became the focus of the audience.

"Who is that?"

"From this person's tone, it seems that he is not here to congratulate me, but rather to cause trouble."

"This person looks very young, but he has already entered the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm. It's really scary!"

"Isn't he an old monster with good looks?"

People from all the major forces looked sideways.

They had a hunch that something big was going to happen in the Piaomiao Sect today!

Ye Feng sat on the seat.

He raised his head and looked at this mysterious young man with a vast aura at the seventh level of the Divine Origin Realm, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Who are you?"

Ye Feng asked.

He opened his eyes of insight.

[Name: Wang Zhong]

[Cultivation: Seventh Level of Divine Origin Realm]

[Note: Elder of the "Demon Temple" of the Holy City of the Sun]

This is the information obtained by Ye Feng.

Ye Feng expressed that he was very unfamiliar with the force "Demon Temple". It was a force native to the Holy Sun City, hundreds of millions of miles away from here. He had never heard of it, which was normal.

But no matter where the other party comes from, Ye Feng is not very welcoming.

He could see that those who came from the king were not good.

"You are not qualified to know who I am."

Wang Zhong put his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Feng with contempt.

Before the battle in the royal capital, he would not have dared to talk to Ye Feng like this.

But now, times have changed!

In the eyes of the kings, Ye Feng is just a toothless tiger now and does not pose any threat to him.

He looked around, but did not see the clones of Ancestor Lingmiao and Ancestor Jinling. When he thought about the Demon Temple behind him, he felt confident.

"So crazy!"

"I really want to push him to the ground and rub him."

The disciples of Piaomiao Sect were indignant.

This person is too arrogant!

"Why are you talking?" Master Yunhua snorted coldly, pointed at the kings and scolded.

"You're just in Juyuan Realm, you're seeking death!" Wang Zhong suddenly turned around and stretched out his hand towards Master Yunhua, intending to crush him to death.

At this moment, Master Yunhua felt as if his liver and gallbladder were splitting apart.

"Be bold!"

Ye Feng scolded angrily.

Behind him, the Red-Feng Halberd appeared out of thin air and blasted out a sharp red-gold light, sending the kings flying away.

Master Yunhua, who was saved his life, let out a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Feng, his eyes full of gratitude.

"Hey, a middle-grade spiritual treasure!"

Wang Zhong glanced at the torn clothes in front of him, and his face darkened, "Oh, even the Piaomiao Sect has a middle-grade spiritual treasure sitting in charge. It's a pity, even so, it can't stop me."

He smiled contemptuously.

The next moment, Wang Zhong stretched out his hand, and a black flower appeared in his palm, with only three petals. A frightening aura erupted, instantly locking the entire void.

"High-quality spiritual treasure!"

"This is a treasure that can only be refined by the ancestors of the Breaking Void Realm. No wonder this person is so arrogant, even the Piaomiao Sect doesn't take it seriously."

The expressions of people from all major forces changed one after another.

Even Ye Feng's expression changed.

Top grade Lingbao is very powerful.

Even without the stimulation of the Breaking Void Realm, he can still exert the strength of the first level of the Breaking Void Realm.

"If I don't reveal my strength, I won't be able to deal with this person's high-grade spiritual treasure. What should I do?"

Ye Feng fell into deep thought.

He finally pretended that his cultivation was abolished, but in the end, he really attracted people who were secretly spying on the Piaomiao Sect.

However, he didn't want to reveal his strength so early.

In that case, you won't be able to catch big fish.

"Who is so bold?"

At this moment, two terrifying auras descended from the sky and combined into a terrifying wave, instantly suppressing the three-petaled black flower.

Wang Zhong's face suddenly darkened.

He stared at the sky.

There, two old men appeared.

Ancestor Jin Ling’s clone and Ancestor Ling Miao.

"Who are you?" Ancestor Lingmiao stared at the kings, his eyes full of sternness.

"The three-petal black flower...is the devil flower!"

Ancestor Jin Ling's clone stared at this flower-shaped high-grade spiritual treasure, his pupils shrank, "Are you from the Demon Temple?"

When the kings heard that the clone of Jin Ling Patriarch recognized this spiritual treasure, they straightened their chests and sneered: "That's right! Since you recognize it as the Demon Temple, how dare you two stop me?"
To be continued...