Fantasy: Divine Level Luck

The second elder and the third elder looked at each other with shock in their faces.

Ancestor actually angrily reprimanded an inner sect elder because of a disciple?

It goes without saying what this means. Ye Feng's status in the hearts of the ancestors even exceeds that of their elders.

There was a look of worry in his eyes, which was a bad sign.

The elder suddenly panicked and said quickly.

"Old Ancestor, please listen to my explanation. I am also worried that Ye Feng is wasting the Saint Rank artifact. This will be punished by God!"

However, before he finished speaking, Lingzu waved his right hand gently.

"Peng!"

That elder’s Dantian was shattered!

The crisp muffled sound made all the elders widen their eyes and stare blankly at this scene.

"Ancestor, this is just a trivial matter, why should we depose Elder Zheng's cultivation?"

An inner sect elder asked in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hair stood on end as Lingzu looked at him with his profound eyes.

"Hug, I'm sorry, ancestor, I said too much."

Not daring to say anything nonsense, he retreated to the back, trembling all over. It was a kind of... trembling that came from the soul's fear of death.

Ye Feng's expression was calm from beginning to end. He naturally understood what Lingzu was doing.

Lingzu stepped forward with an extremely cold tone, glanced around, and shouted: "From now on, anyone who dares to think about the treasures of the disciples in the sect will be killed without mercy!"

"Remember, no matter which elder or ancestor is related to him, I will kill him."

Many elders trembled in their hearts and looked at Ye Feng.

Just because of everyone's greed for Ye Feng, the ancestor went on a killing spree.

If Ye Feng died before, wouldn't it be...

At this thought, some elders were frightened and thankful that they had not done anything excessive to Ye Feng.

However, the second elder and the third elder felt a trace of fear at this moment.

Because they and Ye Feng are almost mortal enemies.

Luo Hao's death and his position as the young sect leader destined them to be hostile to Ye Feng.

"Hahaha, Mr. Ye has turned around." The elder twirled his beard and laughed.

Tang Chuan, the sect leader, raised his eyebrows and said with joy on his face: "Master, the position of the young sect leader for this term has not been decided yet, I don't know..."

His master is the great disciple of Ling Ancestor, and he has a very high seniority.

Lingzu is also the person behind him.

Otherwise, Tang Chuan would not be able to secure his position as the leader of the sect.

A month ago, he had the idea of ​​​​getting his daughter married. Although Ye Feng's rise was only a month ago,... the span was too terrifying.

A good relationship is inevitable. If the marriage can be successful, both parties will go one step further, which will be enough to make the Tang family worry-free and prosperous for generations.

Lingzu nodded, with a happy face, as his disciple could still understand the situation.

"The position of Young Master is held by Ye Feng."

"All resources of Mysterious Heaven Gate, Secret Realm, are all open to Ye Feng. If you have any needs, they will be satisfied within the gate!"

"Furthermore, if you encounter difficulties during your cultivation, you can always go to the forbidden area to find me, and no one can stop you!"

"Does anyone have any objections?"

He glanced at the elders with his profound gaze.

How dare everyone have different opinions? The ancestor spoke in person, and even if he had an opinion, he had to hold it back.

"I will obey my ancestor's order."

Ye Feng nodded. Except for the sect leader and the great elder, most of the elders had long been enemies with him, but...at least these three ancestors treated him well.

He bowed slightly and saluted: "Thank you, ancestor."

Lingzu looked happy, his chances... seemed to have increased by a few points?

At the very least, he left the most impression on this young man.

He glanced at the two junior brothers, feeling inexplicably proud in his heart, "What are you two trying to argue with me about now?"

"Well, since you are quite satisfied with my arrangement."

"Then the next step is to choose the master."

"Among the three of us, who do you think is the most suitable to be your master?"

Finally, back to the topic.

The faces of Yuanzu and Fengzu gradually became serious. This... was the purpose of the three of them leaving seclusion.

For Ye Feng, they are bound to win!

Ye Feng: "..." Why do these three ancestors still miss each other so much?

He was still thinking of accepting him as his disciple, but his heart suddenly tightened, and two evil auras suddenly rose up.

Yuanzu stroked his beard and smiled flatly: "Ye Feng boy, as long as you take me as your teacher, it must be right, because I also major in the physical body, so we have the same origin."

"I have no other guarantee. As long as you take me as your teacher, there will be no other Flesh Refining cultivator in the human race. You will definitely be the strongest!"

This is why he still has full confidence. Although the senior brother is strong, but... he has to be suitable?

He believes that his skills, or the way he practices, will definitely make Ye Feng's heart flutter!

In the entire human race, there are definitely only a handful of monks who can physically reach the realm of Saint.

And he, the Yuanzu, is definitely among the best!

The corners of Ye Feng's mouth twitched, and he wanted to say that his Primordial Origin body was about to break through.

Hmm... After breaking through to Xiaocheng, will the human race be physically strongest? Sorry, he can already arm-wrestle with a real dragon at the same level as Monster Race, or even better.

However, out of dignity, he still didn’t say anything.

Seeing that Ye Feng didn't move, Fengzu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hahaha, it's my turn, right?"

"Although my strength is not comparable to the two of them, in terms of formations, alchemy, and artifact refining, I have reached the strongest level in the Eastern Continent. No one can compete with me."

"In addition, he is also proficient in more than three hundred kinds of strange arts, the most outstanding of which is the ability to predict the future that can only be performed by the Great Emperor!"

"It's a pity that I have been searching for endless years and still haven't found a successor."

He sighed, indicating that his unique skills were about to be lost.

Countless elders felt turbulent waves in their hearts.

Any of these... if thrown out at random, are enough to cause a major earthquake in the Eastern Continent.

Countless forces will go crazy for it.

Moreover, there is not just one inheritance, but two... no, including the spiritual ancestor, there are three inheritances of Saint!

Looking at Ye Feng, why the hell is he still indifferent?

Many elders wanted to go up and give him a slap in the face. Damn it, why don't you ask me to come? ?

Ye Feng was slightly amazed in his heart. He liked Fengzu's inheritance more than Yuanzu.

"Now, I can perform some tricks, please watch out!"

Feng Zu's eyes gradually glowed with divine brilliance, shining brightly, as deep as the stars and the sea.

At this time, Lingzu's veins were bulging, and he was filled with hatred. These two bastard juniors actually dared to compete with me as a disciple?

I made sure to beat them both up when I got back, and actually took out everything at the bottom of the box.

Compared with the other two ancestors, the only thing that impressed Ye Feng was his strength...

In my heart, I gradually became nervous.

"Buzz buzz!"

The void trembled slightly, and the radiant light fell on Ye Feng.

However, Feng Zu was blocked by golden light barriers in front of his eyes, and he was shocked. Such luck...

Never seen again!

Even a Great Emperor cannot have such terrible luck.

Before he could react, scenes appeared in front of him one after another.

Ye Feng stood between heaven and earth like an Immortal Emperor, with divine phoenixes, real dragons, and...many vague figures standing behind him.

An old monster from ancient times appears and wants to compete with him, but he will be killed with one punch!

The abyss roared, and stretched out a giant hand that covered the sky, but it was cut off by Ye Feng's sword!

Thousands of thunder and lightning blasted into the abyss, and overnight, the abyss, which was like a square of heaven and earth, turned into nothingness...

"Pfft!"

The blurry scene dissipated instantly, Feng Zu spurted out a blood arrow, and the golden Saint's blood danced in the sky, displaying the power of the Saint.

"I... I'm not qualified to continue reading!?"

Feng Zu's voice was already trembling, his pupils were tightened, and he was looking at Ye Feng.

Talking to himself, he murmured: "We are not worthy to be his master."

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