Chapter 1,288 Sweeping the Disciples of the Ancient Emperor

Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged on the ground.

A ray of his consciousness entered the small universe inside his body, observed the ethereal world within it, and found that the energy fluctuations on the surface of the stars were getting stronger.

Tianlan Mansion Domain.

The master of the palace, Mengyuan, was standing on the mountainside of a peak, inspecting the spiritual tea planted here.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up between heaven and earth.

Meng Yuan and the practitioners around him looked up and saw a large amount of spiritual energy falling from the sky and landing on the mountain peak at their feet.

The original small spiritual veins were immediately promoted to medium-sized ones, exuding a richer spiritual energy.

"The spiritual veins have transformed!"

Meng Yuan was quite excited.

Everyone looked at the sky, thinking it was a miracle, but then they thought, there is no god in this world, and even if there is, it is Ye Feng.

"Is this done by Master Ye?"

"Probably."

"What do you call Master Ye? You want to call him Realm Master!"

Everyone was talking about it.

Not only in the Tianlan Mansion, but also in the Ancient Mansion, Shenzong Mansion and other places, spiritual energy surged, causing countless practitioners to cheer excitedly.

Starry sky.

A ray of consciousness from Ye Feng quietly observed below.

"Ninety percent of the five holy levels of energy are scattered throughout the small universe, and the remaining 10% is integrated into the ethereal world."

"Sounds like less."

"But in fact, it is equivalent to the energy of several peak heavenly saint levels, which is enough to greatly increase the energy of the Piaomiao Realm."

"It won't be long before the breakthrough speed of practitioners here will skyrocket."

Ye Feng murmured.

Seeing his little universe improving, Ye Feng felt very happy, thinking of the disciples in his sect and the Heavenly Crying Holy Pearl that the Spirit Master gave him.

"You have to prepare to go back to the sect."

Ye Feng secretly said.

He wanted to preach to his disciples and give the Heavenly Crying Holy Pearl to the ancient Holy God Overlord.

Think of this.

Ye Feng's consciousness returned to its original form.

Continent of Ten Thousand Races.

He opened his eyes, looked at the sacred mountain of all races in the distance, and said loudly: "The mere Celestial Elephant Warrior is not enough to defeat me, do you have any stronger means?"

On the sacred mountain of all races, there was silence.

All the patriarchs present were mute.

The upgraded version of the Celestial Elephant General they had finally gathered together had reached the third level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, but it was no match for Ye Feng and was even teased.

This humiliation makes them uncomfortable.

When he thought that there was the Holy Emperor of Ten Directions nearby who was at the fourth level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, the clan leader became even more helpless.

"Ye Feng, don't be so proud!"

A loud voice came.

Ye Feng, the Holy Emperor of the Ten Directions, the Great Elder, and the heads of all clans all looked at the sound.

Deep in the starry sky.

Ten figures walked slowly towards them. They were none other than Situ Ding, Shangguan Oracle and other nine disciples of the ancient emperor, as well as the incarnation of the Thunder Emperor, whose whole body was intertwined with thunder.

The person who spoke was none other than Shangguan Oracle.

"It turns out to be you."

Ye Feng looked at Shangguan Oracle and others, and finally, his eyes fell on the incarnation of the Thunder Emperor, and he could feel the terrifying aura contained in the other person's body.

"Seventeenth level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm!"

"No wonder, even if it is just an incarnation of divine consciousness, it gives me a terrible feeling."

Ye Feng was secretly shocked.

He just used the Eye of Insight to take a look and knew that this was the incarnation of the Thunder Emperor, and that the opponent's body was a genuine seventeenth level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm.

This kind of cultivation is very terrifying.

"It seems that after this incident, I must return to the starry sky world as soon as possible and hand over the Heavenly Crying Holy Pearl to the ancient Holy God so that he can recover as soon as possible."

"Only the ancient Holy God can take action and sweep away these powerful clan leaders born in the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Tribes."

Ye Feng secretly planned.

on the ground.

The incarnation of the Thunder Emperor took a look at Ye Feng and found that he could not see through the young man in front of him at all. He couldn't help but feel shocked and said in a deep voice: "You are worthy of being a thorn in the side of our clan leaders. Your strength is very impressive."

"It's a pity that I can't kill you yet."

Ye Feng said coldly.

"Haha! Young man, you are young, but your tone is very crazy. I will definitely kill you when I come out of seclusion."

The Thunder Emperor's incarnation smiled.

next moment.

He collapsed into a piece of thunder and sank into an ancient coffin on the top of the sacred mountain of all races. He passed the memory of this period to his body and shared it with all the clan leaders.

In a blink of an eye.

The leader of the Hunting Tribe, the leader of the Winged Tribe, and others knew that the Thunder Emperor had reached a consensus with the Ancient Emperor to form a powerful alliance of gods.

Not only that.

The heads of the Wan Clan also knew about the existence of the Ancient Imperial Realm, that the descendants of the Wan Clan were alive and well, and also knew about the existence of the ancient God Clan.

This news made them extremely excited.

on the ground.

Ye Feng withdrew his gaze from the top of the Sacred Mountain of Ten Thousand Races, looked at Shangguan Oracle and other nine disciples of the ancient emperor who were heading there, and said coldly: "I was about to seek revenge from you! Unexpectedly, you sent them up yourself."

Hearing this, Shangguan Oracle and others couldn't help but sneer.

"Looking for revenge on us?"

"What a joke!"

"Ye Feng, are you worthy?"

Speaking of this, Shangguan Oracle took a step forward and said, "Brothers and sisters, you have just seen that Ye Feng can even defeat the upgraded version of the Celestial Warrior. He is very powerful and cannot be allowed to live anymore."

"Come together and kill him!"

Situ Ding gave the order directly.

"good!"

The nine disciples of the ancient emperor took action instantly.

on the ground.

Ye Feng immediately felt the terrifying oppressive momentum from the opposite side. His body sank, causing the black rocks under his feet to collapse into powder.

"Master Ye, let me help you!"

The Holy Emperor of Ten Directions ducked out of the way and appeared next to Ye Feng, sharing the pressure for him.

"I'm here to help, too."

The great elder of Shifang Sacred Sect also rushed forward.

"He is defeated!" Shangguan Oracle opened his eyes, and there seemed to be an iceberg vision in his eyes, like an ancient evil beast, staring at the great elder of the Shifang Sacred Sect.

"snort!"

The great elder snorted deeply and said nothing.

He knew that he was indeed no match for Shangguan Oracle, and would definitely be severely injured after a few rounds.

However, he still wanted to share the pressure.

"No need, I am enough to defeat them." Ye Feng shook his head.

"ah?"

The Holy Emperors of the Ten Directions and the Great Elder were all shocked.

opposite.

Situ Ding, Shangguan Oracle and others were stunned at first, and then they all looked up to the sky and laughed.

"It's just Ye Feng, what are you so crazy about?"

Shangguan Oracle took a step forward and said, "You are indeed strong and can defeat everyone except our senior brother, but you are definitely no match for our senior brother."

"Then give it a try!"

Ye Feng smiled.

The next moment, he had already taken action.

boom!

As soon as Situ Ding came to his senses, Shangguan Oracle, Xin You and other eight disciples had already been slapped through the heart by Ye Feng and flew backwards.

Then they exploded in the air.

Just one move.

Ye Feng instantly killed eight disciples of the Ancient Emperor, including Xin You. Even if Xin You was at the first level of the Hundred Tribulation Realm, he could not stop Ye Feng's terrifying power from crushing them.

"No!"

Situ Ding's eyes were about to burst.

He suddenly raised his palm, and there was a terrifying thunder flashing in his palm, which instantly struck Ye Feng.

"Yin and Yang reversal!"

Ye Feng withstood the thunder attack, but did not collapse. Instead, he made Tai Chi patterns with his hands, reversed the thunder, and then struck Situ Ding.

Snapped!

Situ Ding was trembling wildly, and his chest was scorched black by his own thunder.

"Big brother!"

Not far away, Shangguan Oracle relied on the immortality brought by the pseudo-Tiandao to recover. He happened to see Situ Ding being struck by thunder and couldn't help but scream.

"Junior brother, leave quickly!"

Situ Ding roared angrily, his body jumped up, lightning flashed on his body, and he condensed into a pair of thunder armor. His hands turned into sharp claws and slashed at Ye Feng fiercely.

"Little tricks!"

Ye Feng took a deep breath, stepped lightly on the ground, instantly dodged Situ Ding's attack, and appeared to the side of the opponent.

A heavy punch, smashed down hard!