Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"You, why did you find me so late? Do you know how I spent such a long time? If I hadn't practiced hard and summoned a more powerful skeleton, I would have... "

Listening to Ye Zhimei's aggrieved voice in his arms, Zhang Yifeng gently pressed her head and pressed Ye Zhimei gently on his collarbone.

"Don't worry, no one can touch you now. You are the safest when you are with me."

The moment she was hugged by Zhang Yifeng, the grievance that originally appeared in Ye Zhimei's heart disappeared in an instant.

Lying in Zhang Yifeng's arms with a warm look on her face, Ye Zhimei finally reunited with Zhang Yifeng on Lingyue Continent.

After a brief moment of tenderness with Ye Zhimei, Zhang Yifeng gently separated Ye Zhimei from himself and asked warmly.

"How did you end up in Tianzhou and hang out with guys like that?"

Zhang Yifeng said, pointing to the lifeless Ghost King of Yinshan Mountain beside him.

"I didn't want to either. When I came to Tianzhou, I also wanted to join the righteous sect. But when they saw that I could summon skeletons, they said that I was an evil witch and wanted to kill me. They were being hunted like this, so I joined that sect. Under this guy’s banner, luckily I found a magic weapon that can hide my appearance, so that damn fat guy didn’t notice my face. But if you can’t find me again, that damn fat guy will probably notice it.”

Ye Zhimei looked at Zhang Yifeng pitifully and said, the look of grievance on her face getting stronger and stronger.

"It's okay. No one around me will dare to touch you in the future."

Said categorically, Zhang Yifeng touched Ye Zhimei's head from behind and whispered a few instructions in Ye Zhimei's ear.

"Well, I'll wait for you."

Ye Zhimei nodded upon hearing this, then covered her face with the hood of her black robe, and followed Zhang Yifeng into the mountain gate.

As for these evil cultivators, Zhang Yifeng estimates that they won't wake up for a while.

After sending Ye Zhimei to his room, Zhang Yifeng used the transformation technique to cover up his appearance and aura again, and then came to the square of Zi Laizong.

At this time, the ceremony was already halfway through, and all the monks present were watching the swordsmanship performances of the disciples of the Purple Lai Sect with great interest.

Noticing Zhang Yifeng's arrival, some monks immediately took the initiative to applaud.

The first one led to the second one. Finally, all the monks noticed Zhang Yifeng's arrival and applauded Zhang Yifeng with excitement on their faces.

Faced with the applause and welcome from everyone, Zhang Yifeng had no choice but to walk to the center of the stage and signaled to the sword dancing disciples that they could get off.

With Zhang Yifeng's instruction, these disciples quickly evacuated the stage, leaving it to Zhang Yifeng.

Walking up to the high platform, Zhang Yifeng said to the many monks in the audience with a smile on his face.

"Everyone, today is a great day for our Purple Lai Sect to be promoted to a large sect, but I didn't expect that there would be a demon who intended to disrupt our Purple Lai Sect's affairs at this time. But you can rest assured that the demon who calls himself the Ghost King of Yinshan has been killed by me. Outside the mountain gate. If you are interested later, you can go out and check for yourself. If there is anyone who has a grudge against the Yinshan Ghost King, you can take revenge now."

As Zhang Yifeng spoke, a ball of spiritual fire flew out of his hand, and he saw that the Nascent Soul of the Ghost King of Yinshan was being wrapped in this spiritual fire and was constantly being consumed.

Zhang Yifeng did not give him any pleasure. This kind of arrogant and domineering evil demon must have offended many Tianzhou monks.

Zhang Yifeng just took this opportunity to win over people's hearts, why not do it.

As soon as Zhang Yifeng said this, several monks immediately took the initiative to fly up to the high platform and looked at the Yinshan Ghost King in the spiritual fire in Zhang Yifeng's hand with resentment in his eyes.

"Yinshan Ghost King, you caused the lives of nearly a hundred people in my brother's family. Today is the right time for you to repay your debt."

There are many ways for monks to target the Nascent Soul. This monk took out a long whip directly from the storage ring and whipped the Nascent Soul of the Ghost King of Yinshan.

In order to prevent himself from being accidentally injured, Zhang Yifeng used his spiritual energy to hold the Yinshan Ghost King in the air, allowing these monks to take revenge.

I saw whip shadows continuously hitting the Yinshan Ghost King's body, and painful wails continued to come from his mouth.

Even so, the monks present not only showed no sign of unbearability, but instead watched with excitement as they watched the Ghost King of Yinshan being tortured.

More or less, some of them have a grudge against the Yinshan Ghost King. This guy is so famous in Tianzhou precisely because he has offended too many monks.

It is estimated that the Yinshan Ghost King himself never thought that one day he would be caught by a righteous monk and subjected to such torture.

Seeing that the Yinshan Ghost King was about to be beaten to death, Zhang Yifeng hurriedly stepped forward to stop the monk who wanted to continue to show off.

"Wait, wait, how can we resolve our hatred by killing him like this?"

Zhang Yifeng said with a smile, took out a pill from his hand, crushed it and sprinkled it on the weak Nascent Soul of the Ghost King of Yinshan.

I saw that the Yinshan Ghost King's Nascent Soul, which was originally extremely weak, gradually recovered after Zhang Yifeng's pills were sprinkled on it.

"I have placed the elixir here. If you are interested, you can come up and take revenge on this guy."

Zhang Yifeng finished speaking with a smile and walked off the platform.

Upon seeing this, the monks in the audience rushed to the high platform one by one and surrounded the Yinshan Ghost King.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Yifeng sat at the table with Yi Qingping and Tian Leizi's uncle with a smile on his face.

Zhang Yifeng noticed that the two disciples brought by Yi Qingping also flew up to the high platform to watch the Yinshan Ghost King being tortured.

Now there are only Zhang Yifeng and three people in front of this table, and there is no other person.

"It seems that fellow Taoist Tianleizi also understands the purpose of our coming here, so let's open the skylight and speak openly. Our Shenxiao Sect can provide a protection agreement to our fellow Taoist, as long as the Zilai Sect is willing to affiliate with our god Xiaozong will have eternal peace and no longer have to worry about the invasion of evil demons."

"In addition, fellow Taoist Tianleizi can become a nominal elder in our Shenxiao Sect, receive worship from our Shenxiao Sect, and be exempted from annual sect worship."

Yi Qingping said confidently that such conditions were a bit excessive to win over a newly promoted large sect.

It's just that Yi Qingping understood Zhang Yifeng's role, so he simply added something on his own within the scope of wooing originally given by the sect.

If it were such a condition, other sects would have nodded and bowed immediately and agreed.

This is why Yi Qingping looks so confident.

The uncle of the Divine Thunder Sect on the side couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the conditions given by Yi Qingping. Is Tian Leizi worthy of the Shenxiao Sect's efforts to win over him?

With a sneer in his heart, the uncle of the Divine Thunder Sect glanced at Zhang Yifeng.