Chapter 745 Feng Chuan, the Celebration Ends, the 3-Star City Assessment

Chapter 745 Feng Chuan, the celebration ends, the three-star city assessment

The disciples of the Misty Sect looked straight.

They knew that Ye Feng was strong, but after hearing that today's opponent was at the holy level, they were all extremely scared.

However, Ye Feng still won!

He is the son of destiny, burning the ultimate incarnation with Dao fire, which is equivalent to killing a holy realm with his own hands.

This is invincible!

"The head is mighty!"

The disciples bowed and saluted one after another, and the voices converged, shaking the sky and shaking the earth, and also awakened the people of the major forces.

"I have seen the Son of Destiny."

"I have seen Ye Tianzi!"

People from all major forces saluted.

In the field of heaven and earth, inciting the fire of the Dao, and beheading the strong in the holy realm, any kind of record is enough to push Ye Feng to the altar.

And the three Ye Fengs gathered in one body are gods!

In particular, the status of the Son of Destiny allowed him to be on an equal footing with the Holy Land. Even the Holy Land Holy Masters such as Yin Rurong and Xue Yan, who were only four-ranked quasi-sages, were half a generation younger.

"You are welcome."

Ye Feng waved his hand and sat on the seat, "The foreign enemy is dead, then play music, then dance!"

Snow Goose's Sealing Ceremony continues.

Everyone was staggering, and from time to time they cast awe-inspiring glances at Ye Feng.

There are only a few people with ugly faces.

Whoosh!

Yin Rurong was so angry that she tore apart the void and left the celebration site ahead of schedule, not wanting to see Ye Feng again.

in the crowd.

The camp of the Holy Land of Wanzong.

A young man at the seventh level of the Shattering Void Realm was sitting in the seat, watching the seniors in the Holy Land clinking glasses and drinking, but he was in a very bad mood.

"Feng Chuan, why are you so depressed?"

An old Heavenly Emperor looked at the young man and asked in confusion.

The expression of the young man who was called Feng Chuan changed slightly, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "It's nothing, just thinking of the difficulty of a certain magical power, and I fell into a tangle for a while."

"The magical power that even you think is difficult, is it the most difficult "Wanliu Chaoyuan" in our Wanzong Holy Land?"

Everyone around asked curiously.

"Yes." Feng Chuan nodded.

"Hahaha!"

"Don't think about it, this supernatural power is the top holy level supernatural power created by the old Holy Master of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects. It is difficult for even the ordinary holy realm to exert its full power. You are still young, take your time."

"yes!"

"That is our peerless genius in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects. He has the root of the Holy Grade, and has reached the seventh level of breaking the void in a few decades. It is not a problem to become a saint in the future, don't worry."

"I heard that you are also the son of Heaven's Chosen. It's a pity that Ye Zhangmen has become the Son of Heaven's Mandate. Otherwise, with your aptitude, it will not be a problem to become the Son of Heaven's Mandate in the future."

"Shh! Be careful!"

"Yes, Ye Zhanmen is already the son of destiny, so don't mention it again, so as not to attract his anger."

The emperors and quasi-sages of the Wanzong Holy Land are talking in low voices.

Feng Chuan greeted him with a smile.

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} He glanced at Ye Feng who was dazzling in the distance, with a smile on his face, but he hated it to death.

"Ye Feng, you are so damn good!"

"Grab my position as the son of destiny, I, Feng Chuan, swear, I must kill you!!!"

Feng Chuan planted the seeds of hatred in his heart.

After half a day.

The celebration of Xue Yan's canonization as Holy Lord finally came to an end.

"Thank you for your hospitality, please stay and say goodbye!" Ye Feng said goodbye to Xueyan, Yueyuexue and other people in the Holy Land of Ice and Snow.

"Ye Tianzi,

Go slow! "

"Ye Tianzi, take care."

Everyone stood up to send each other.

tear it up!

Ye Feng tore open the void and took the Misty Sect disciples into it, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Soon, everyone dispersed.

After half a day.

A big news has spread throughout all the four-star forces in the mainland of China, and even the small forces under the command of these big forces have received this shocking news one after another.

The Son of Destiny was born in Shenzhou Continent!

He is the Headmaster of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng!

Play money!

...

Misty sect.

Ye Feng sat on the throne, listening to the reports of the elders such as Gong Qingqiu, and nodded from time to time.

"Good, good!"

"Continue to develop, and strive to ensure that the White Floating City is promoted to a three-star city after half a month, so that the sect meets the four-star requirements."

Ye Feng looked around and said so.

"Yes."

Gong Qingqiu and other elders nodded.

Soon.

The sect meeting was over, and everyone was busy.

Since Ye Feng announced the identity of the Son of Destiny, more than 10,000 people in the Misty Sect have been excited.

"I have no choice but to announce the identity of my Son of Destiny!" Ye Feng was a little distressed.

When fighting with the ultimate incarnation, even the Holy Emperor Sword couldn't help him, so he could only use Dao Huo.

In this way, the identity must be exposed.

Not to mention whether it will be envied by the people of Shenzhou Continent, just talking about the Celestial Clan of Xuankong Mountain, they will definitely regard themselves as the enemy that will kill them.

"I'll be more dangerous in the future, alas!"

Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

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However, there are benefits too.

For example, the prestige value and the power of belief have skyrocketed, and in a short time, the power of belief will reach 300 billion, enter the level of the emperor, and meet the conditions of the five qi dynasty.

...

For a period of time in the future, Ye Feng will live a day of writing and drawing every day, occasionally instructing sect disciples, or deducing various magical powers and spells, binding them into books, and throwing them into the library.

"Yeah, there are six more magical powers in the library."

"My signature for this book is 'Anonymous Layman'."

"My signature for this book is 'Jia Qian Lay'."

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} "My side is 'The Great Emperor'."

Occasionally, the voices of the disciples came from the library, all of which were discussions about the creators of new magical powers and spells.

They don't know one thing.

Whether it is "Jushi Jiaqian" or "Emperor Very Run", they are all names written by Ye Feng in order to keep a low profile.

No one knew that most of the magical powers and spells in the Misty Sect Collection Pavilion were actually created by Ye Feng.

If you know, you will be shocked.

...

The news of Ye Feng becoming the Son of Destiny spread, and the entire Shenzhou Continent was boiling.

Even the sea was shocked.

The Underwater Palace of the Eight Yuanhai Clan.

Lingyue was sitting on the queen's throne holding the Eight Yuan Broken Heaven Halberd, listening to the news from the land, her eyes were full of surprise.

"Sect Master Ye has grown to this stage!"

"He has not only become the God of Thunder Temple, but also the Son of Destiny. He can also kill the powerhouses in the holy realm, and his divine might is unparalleled in the world. Then...then is my efforts meaningful?"

She trembled.

Lingyue almost burst her mentality.

In order not to stand beside Ye Feng as a vase, she worked hard.

As a result, not only did not narrow the gap with Ye Feng, but instead widened, it was like one heaven and one earth, one god, and one mortal.

Between the two, out of reach!

"Do not!"

"I can't be discouraged!"

"I have to keep working hard, I can do it!"

Lingyue took a deep breath and retreated to the realm.

...

Misty sect.

It is now half a month after the Battle of the Holy City of Ice and Snow.

Because Ye Feng became the Son of Destiny and killed the ultimate incarnation of the holy level in public, the fame of Misty Sect, White Floating City, Spiritual Kingdom and other places also skyrocketed.

In just half a month, nearly 20 million practitioners moved into Baifu City and became local residents.

"Sect Master, White Floating City finally meets the promotion conditions for the three-star city!"

Gong Qingqiu came to the top of Misty Peak with a thick list of city residents and reported to Ye Feng who was watering the flowers.

"very good!"

Ye Feng put down the shower.

"Next, send a message to notify the third prince, Ling Luotian, that Baifu City is applying for a three-star assessment."

"Yes!"

Gong Qingqiu made arrangements quickly.

An hour later.

The Palace of the Lord of the White Floating City.

The Ascension Appraisal Team, represented by Ling Luotian, the third prince of the Spiritual Kingdom, gathered together and began to review the promotion qualifications of White Floating City.

On Misty Peak.

Ye Feng saw this scene with the Destiny Orb.

"White Floating City is finally going to be promoted to a three-star level. Next, the Misty Sect can also meet the four-star requirements. The sixth-stage mission of the headmaster has finally come to an end."

Ye Feng whispered expectantly.

【Good night! ! ! 】