Chapter 1,473 Who Is the Winner Behind the Scenes?

"That is Ling Zhiwei, the elder of the Piaomiao Sect. This woman is actually the Space Saint Peng. Judging from the momentum of this thunder tribulation, she is about to break through to the Immortal Emperor Realm!"

"I'm so envious!"

"The Piaomiao Sect is about to add another Immortal Emperor. I don't know how many Immortal Emperors there will be in the future. It is destined to become the number one sect in the universe."

"You are overthinking. The current number one sect in the universe is the Ancient Dragon Court. It has more than a dozen supreme immortal emperors who are above the 33rd level. If the Piaomiao Sect wants to surpass the Ancient Dragon Court, it still has a long way to go. "

"I believe in the potential of Piaomiao Zong. This is a place with infinite possibilities."

People from various major forces started discussions.

The top of Piaomiao Peak.

Ye Feng sat on the stone and shouted in the direction of the fairy world: "Lei Wudao, come on, give me some thunder. This way, I can take the opportunity to temper Ling Zhiwei's fairy body and make her stronger and stronger."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Some people couldn't help but hide their lips and snicker when they remembered the embarrassing incident of Lei Wudao plotting against Gong Qingqiu last time, but failing to steal the chicken.

Endless distant places.

When Lei Wudao heard the voice from Ye Feng, he gritted his teeth in anger and cursed: "Ye Feng, you bitch, I just didn't take action!"

He knew that even if he took action, he would not be able to kill Ling Zhiwei. After all, Ye Feng's resilience was too abnormal.

However, I always feel embarrassed if I don't take action.

After thinking about it, Lei Wudao took out a colorful pen and was about to write the word "Thunder", but after thinking about it, he snorted and wrote four big characters.

The next moment, all the people in the three realms noticed that there were countless colorful auspicious clouds gathering over the Chinese continent, causing their expressions to change.

"Is it the Seven-Colored Immortal Tribulation?"

"Lei Wudao did take action after all."

"What a wolfish ambition!"

"No, this means that he can't stand the irritation of Master Ye, and his character is not good enough."

"Oh, that's not right. Look, those colorful auspicious clouds gradually gathered into four characters."

Everyone pointed to the sky and saw that the seven-colored auspicious clouds had completed their gathering, forming four super-large characters, each of which was comparable to a supercontinent and could be observed even from half a universe away.

That’s: Fuck you!

At the top of Piaomiao Peak, Ye Feng looked at the four big words "Fuck you" in the sky and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Damn it, I asked you to release the thunder tribulation, but you scolded me across half of the universe."

Ye Feng couldn't help but curled his lips.

However, Lei Wudao did not continue to use thunder to kill Ling Zhiwei, and Ye Feng himself was free.

Crack!

The rolling thunder crashed down and hit Ling Zhiwei, causing her to look up to the sky and roar. Feathers fell off her body from time to time, and were picked up by the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect.

"Big money!"

"Elder Ling Zhiwei is about to be promoted to Immortal Emperor. Any of her feathers are the best materials for refining weapons and can be used to refine treasures that contain the power of space."

"Senior brother, can you sell it to me?"

"Look, Elder Ling Zhiwei has lost her hair again. Pick it up quickly!"

Ling Zhiwei in the sky went through the tribulation in pain, while the Piaomiao Sect disciples on the ground picked up feathers excitedly, hoping that they could survive the tribulation safely, and at the same time hoping to pick up more feathers. It was just the opposite.

The entire process of overcoming the tribulation lasted for half a day.

Later, Ling Zhiwei lost most of her feathers, but as she was successfully promoted to the first-level Immortal Emperor, all her feathers grew back, making her more glorious than before.

"It's a breakthrough."

Ling Zhiwei returned to her human form and looked at the Piaomiao Sect disciples on the ground who were picking up their own feathers excitedly. Suddenly, her scalp was smoking with anger.

"See if I don't beat you to death!"

Ling Zhiwei cursed, but it was just scolding and she was reluctant to do anything to the disciples of the sect.

"Congratulations." Ye Feng came to Ling Zhiwei and looked at her, "Now, you have successfully promoted to the Immortal Emperor Realm and finally become a top powerhouse."

"Yes!" Ling Zhiwei said with emotion.

If it weren't for Ye Feng's help, she still didn't know when she would be able to break through, and she couldn't help but hear the sound of the Space Holy Island of the Space Saint Roc clan.

"It's been so long, and I don't know what happened to the ancestor of our Space Saint Peng clan. This old guy only has the cultivation level of a tenth-level Immortal Emperor. It won't be long before I can surpass him."

Ling Zhiwei smiled proudly.

Hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes flashed and he realized that he didn't seem to sense the aura of the Space Saint Peng Ancestor, and he didn't know where he was hiding.

"I'm going to consolidate my cultivation first."

Ling Zhiwei returned to her floating island and began to retreat.

Ye Feng fell to the ground, glanced at the disciples who had picked up Ling Zhiwei's feathers, and laughed and cursed: "Fortunately, Elder Ling Zhiwei has a good temper now, otherwise, if it had been before, you would have been beaten."

"ah!"

The disciples were so frightened that they felt like they were electrocuted, and quickly threw away the space holy roc feathers in their hands.

"Why are you panicking? If you want to make feathers into treasures, just bring your own materials and go to the forging furnace. That guy is very free and will definitely be happy to help you create all kinds of weird weapons."

Ye Feng pointed into the distance.

At this moment, the forging furnace was floating three feet above the ground, swaying left and right, like an old man taking a nap while listening to music, and looked very comfortable.

"Okay." The disciples quickly picked up the space holy roc feathers and swarmed around the forging furnace.

on the ground.

Ye Feng looked at the forging furnace and found that this guy was refining weapons every day and absorbed a large amount of special energy. Now he has been promoted to a holy treasure. If he continues to refine weapons, he will probably be promoted to an Immortal Emperor Weapon.

"By the way, where is the Nine-Star Alchemy Furnace?"

Ye Feng looked around and finally found the nine-star alchemy furnace that was refining elixirs for the third-generation disciple Han Yonghui and others. He found that this guy had also been promoted to a holy soldier and had given birth to a weapon spirit. He was an old man with nine-colored hair and was having sex with his disciples. Talk and laugh.

"good!"

Ye Feng touched his chin and began to worry about the sixth generation disciples of the sect. He used Taoist Scriptures and the Divine Bell of Talent to transform their qualifications and plant spiritual seeds of law for them.

…

Endless distant places.

Lei Wudao took back the colorful pen and cursed: "Damn Ye Feng, I scolded you in front of the whole universe, and you can't do anything to me, hahaha!"

The protector beside him: "..."

He couldn't help but touch his forehead, wondering if his brain had been caught in the door, and he would become Lei Wudao's protector.

A flash of regret arises spontaneously.

At this time, more than a dozen newly promoted Immortal Emperors came, knelt in the void, and said in unison: "Thanks to Venerable Wudao for your support, we have been successfully promoted to Immortal Emperors."

Lei Wudao immediately looked over.

Some time ago, he found hundreds of immortals and immortals in the fairy world, and used colorful pens to stimulate the consciousness of the universe and forcibly improve the cultivation of these people.

Unfortunately, among hundreds of people, only these dozen people broke through to the first level of Immortal Emperor, and the remaining hundreds of people all died in the process of breaking through.

However, Lei Wudao showed no mercy. He looked at these Immortal Emperors and ordered:

"Next, you will spread around the fairy world as the new Immortal Emperor, pretending that you have nothing to do with me, and then find an opportunity to go to Piaomiao Sect to find Ye Feng to buy a world source vase, create a new species, and obtain a large amount of world sources. Do you understand? ?”

"My subordinate understands!"

These dozen Immortal Emperors quickly stood up, left this area, entered different areas of the Immortal World, and began to form their own forces, which quickly attracted attention.

"It is said that more than ten new Immortal Emperors have appeared in the Immortal World. Could it be said that the real prosperous age has arrived?"

"Probably."

"So, if we work hard, we may become an Immortal Emperor in the future."

Many practitioners were extremely excited.

They don't know at all that these so-called new Immortal Emperors were forcibly promoted by Lei Wudao's colorful pen. Their potential has been exhausted, and they will basically be stuck in this realm for the rest of their lives, making it difficult to progress.

Endless distant places.

Lei Wudao sat on the recliner, spinning the colorful pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "Ye Feng, if you don't buy me the Jie Yuan treasure bottle, I, Lei Wudao, can still get a lot of Jie Yuan. I want you to know , who is the real winner behind the scenes!"

At this he laughed loudly.

"This guy is finally smart for once." The guardian on the side gently stroked his long beard and nodded secretly.

【Good night everyone! 】