Chapter 1703 Delaying Time

"Now, is it possible to give rewards!"

Ye Chenfeng stood up slowly, looked at the gray-haired old man with a gloomy face that was about to drip, and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, start rewarding now!"

The white-haired old man looked at Ye Chenfeng fiercely, wishing to slash him with thousands of knives and smash his corpse into thousands of pieces, but in front of everyone's eyes, he couldn't cheat, he could only bite his teeth and swallow it in his stomach.

"By the way, the middle-grade Ancestral Pills rewarded by nobles won't be waste pills!" Ye Chenfeng said intentionally: "But the Shentian family has a great business, so they shouldn't do such shameful things."

"you……"

The white-haired old man exploded his lungs with anger. Although the Shentian Clan would not do this for the sake of face, Ye Chenfeng's words still made many people think about it, which greatly damaged the face of the Shentian Clan.

"Don't treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, none of the rewards promised by my God Celestial Clan will be bad!"

The white-haired old man took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, took out many treasures, and rewarded them to Ye Chenfeng, Yue Yeming, Huang Wutian and others.

Ye Chenfeng did not wait long to get the middle-grade Zudan and Chaos Stone as he wished, and sent Xia Wendie, Lingyu and others to the Qiankun Realm, and immediately left the Hundred Battles Holy Battlefield.

The moment Ye Chenfeng left the Battlefield of Hundred Battles, countless powerful soul forces locked him in, waiting for him to leave Hundred Battles City to kill him.

"Senior Candle Dragon, this mid-grade Ancestral Pill is given to you, improve your strength as soon as possible, and then we will kill it!"

Although the middle-grade Zudan is extremely precious, he still gave the middle-grade Zudan to the god and demon candle dragon, and sent him to a space twenty times the time flow rate, so that he could refine the middle-grade Zudan as soon as possible.

If the God Demon Torch Dragon further enhances its strength and breaks through to the realm of the three-star Taoist God, then they will join forces and there will be a high chance of killing them.

"it is good."

After getting the middle-grade zudan, the god and devil candle dragon immediately swallowed it, refining it quickly, hitting the realm of three-star Taoist gods.

If it weren't for Taiyi's suppression, with the talent of the god and demon candle dragon, maybe he would have broken through to the realm of Taoist ancestors. After accumulating a lot of money, he would still have a high chance of breaking through to the realm of three-star Taoist gods in a short period of time.

"Devil, this Chaos Stone is for you, paint the ancestral pattern as soon as possible, and improve the level of the Demon Sealing Sword!" Ye Chenfeng gave the Chaos Stone to the Demon Spirit and asked him to paint the ancestral pattern for himself.

Although the demon was full of complaints, he still obeyed obediently, refining the Chaos Stone and depicting the Dao Dao Ancestral Pattern.

Whether it takes time for the magic candle dragon to break through the realm, or for the devil to paint the ancestral lines, and Baizhan City is the safest place, Ye Chenfeng did not rush to leave Baizhan City, but came to the largest restaurant in Baizhan City. Tianjiu Pavilion, ordered a table of delicious food and wine, and tasted it.

The news of Ye Chenfeng drinking alone at Wangtian Wine Pavilion immediately reached the ears of the clans and caused quite a stir.

"That Ye Chenfeng is drinking alone at Wangtian Wine Pavilion? Could it be that he is waiting for a response?"

Knowing this news, the head of the Hundred Battles Meeting, the seven elders of the Shentian Clan, frowned tightly together.

"Seventh Elder, do we want to seal Wangtian Wine Pavilion and capture him!" said the white-haired old man who wanted to kill Ye Chenfeng to vent his hatred.

"He dared to drink alone in public, he must have guessed that we couldn't disregard the face of the gods, but we couldn't do it, it doesn't mean that people from other clans couldn't do it, I'll contact the people of the demon clan, the ghost clan, I think they I am happy to kill this Ye Chenfeng, and it will not be too late for us to take action." The seventh elder of the Shentian Clan said gloomily.

"Empty-devouring worm, how long does it take you to devour a space wormhole to connect to the outside of Baizhan City!" When Ye Chenfeng drank alone, his mind communicated with the empty-devouring worm.

"It will take about ten days."

Breaking through to the realm of ancestral beasts, the void-devouring worm already has the ability to devour space wormholes, sound transmission.

"Okay, it doesn't need to be very large to swallow the space wormhole, increase the speed as soon as possible!"

With a thought, Ye Chenfeng summoned the space worm and covered it with his body, allowing it to quickly devour the space and forcefully penetrate a space wormhole.

When Ye Chenfeng was covering the air-devouring insects, several terrifying breaths appeared outside Wangtian Wine Pavilion. Feeling these breaths, Ye Chenfeng's expression remained unchanged, and he still drank wine calmly.

"You're so intrigued, why are you still drinking so elegantly here at this time?"

A cold voice entered Ye Chenfeng's ears. Mo Yichen, Hei Kuangdao, Heifenggu and others who were defeated by Ye Chenfeng appeared at the top floor of Wangtian Wine Pavilion, looking at Ye Chen fiercely. wind.

When Mo Yichen and others appeared, the demons and ghosts hid behind, waiting for the opportunity to kill Ye Chenfeng.

"Why, I can't help but want to do it?" Ye Chenfeng drank the wine in his glass and said, "But I advise you not to be used as a spearman by the Celestial Clan, so as not to regret it."

"Ye Chenfeng, don't bluff here!" Mo Yichen sneered: "You think you can leave Baizhan City alive."

"Haha, I dare to kill Tian Qingyun in public, naturally I am not afraid of the revenge of the Celestial Clan!" Ye Chenfeng laughed and said arrogantly: "Guess, I am not in a hurry to leave Baizhan City, what am I waiting for?"

"you……"

Looking at the calm and calm Ye Chenfeng, Mo Yichen and others frowned. In their opinion, if Ye Chenfeng had no absolute support, he would never be so calm.

Moreover, Ye Chenfeng exposed too many secrets in the finals of the Hundred Battles, making them guess that Ye Chenfeng should come from the False God Realm, and his identity is very unusual.

Although the Demon Race is an absolute hegemonic force in the False God Realm, the overall strength of the Demon Race experts who came to Hundred Wars City this time is not strong. catastrophic disaster.

Thinking of this, Mo Yichen and the others retreated, not wanting to be this early bird to avoid danger.

"Come on, come and have a few glasses of wine, I think you all want to know, I come from that family in the False God Realm, we drink, the answer will be revealed soon, then I will make the Heavenly Clan pay the price of blood! "Ye Chenfeng poured a glass of wine on his own, and said with murderous intent.

"let's go!"

Mo Yichen and the others exchanged a few words through voice transmission, but did not wait any longer, turned to leave, and went out to report.

Watching Mo Yichen and the others leave, Ye Chenfeng continued to drink alone and waited patiently.

"Sure enough, this Ye Chenfeng came from the False God Realm, and someone came to Baizhan City to meet him!"

Hearing the conversation between Ye Chenfeng and Mo Yichen and others, the seventh elders of the Shentian Clan felt a little bit troubled. If the masters who came to meet Ye Chenfeng were too strong, not only would they not be able to kill Ye Chenfeng, but they might also attract Murder.

"Seventh Elder, what should we do now, the people of the Demon Race and Ghost Race have some scruples, and want to stand by!" The Great Master of the Heavenly Clan looked at the gloomy Seventh Elder and said.

"I will contact the patriarch and ask the patriarch to decide!" The seventh elder pondered for a while and said, "You keep an eye on him for me, and let me know if there is any change. Maybe this kid is bluffing."

Just when the masters of various clans blocked the Wangtian Wine Pavilion, Ye Chenfeng was still drinking wine calmly and savoring a table of delicacies cooked with precious spiritual ingredients.

Under the cover of his breath, the air-devouring worm has swallowed a space wormhole as thick as a finger and as long as several kilometers, and is trying to connect this space wormhole to the outside of Baizhan City.

Soon, the day passed.

Just when the masters of the various clans were impatient, Yue Yeming, accompanied by two old men with good breath, came to Wangtian Wine Pavilion.