Chapter 668
"Terrible!"
Tianjiao in a restricted area was shocked.
His strength is incomparable. He is the real top emperor of heaven. His combat power is as fierce as laughing at the sky.
Originally, this person was going to make an appointment with Ye Feng sometime.
But today, before he had time to send out the war, he saw the terrible picture of Ye Feng tearing up the top emperor of heaven.
"Damn it, how can he be so strong!"
Tianjiao in the restricted area quickly tore up the battle in his hand and trembled with fear. He hurried back to the restricted area and didn't dare to show up for the time being.
Other spectators were also stunned.
Among them, there are many quasi saints similar to the master of the scorching sun holy city. After witnessing the process of Ye Feng rolling over the prophet Taijin, they all realized one thing.
Maple leaf is terrible!
This guy can only crush the top Heavenly Emperor in the last battle with xiaocangtian, which can't be erased.
But some time ago, Ye Feng was able to wipe out the Golden Dragon elder, the top Heavenly Emperor, and shocked everyone.
Today, maple leaf's performance is even more fierce.
He broke out a quasi holy practice!
Moreover, the breath is several times as holy as an ordinary turn.
This is terrible!
"What a leaf maple! He even stood on my head silently. This... This is outrageous!"
In the scorching sun, the holy land of the holy city, the city Lord clapped the handrail angrily.
In the whole scorching sun holy city, he became a quasi saint. The rest of the strong are basically at the level of the emperor of heaven.
"Alas, Ye Feng is amazing."
"How long has it passed now that he has reached this level? If he goes on like this, won't he have to dispatch those old guys in the holy land to check and balance him?"
The Lord of the scorching sun holy city muttered.
As the city master, his task is to guard the scorching sun holy city, manage the four-star sect certification of all parties, and pay attention to all kinds of Tianjiao.
After being recruited by the holy land, some talented people usually enter the small world of the holy land to practice.
For example, the emperor.
Once she becomes the emperor of heaven, she will basically stay in the scorching sun world in the future, rather than continue to stay in the scorching sun holy city.
In the scorching sun world, in addition to the real holy land power of the ancient saint of the scorching sun, there are many quasi saints.
Their talents are very good and they practice hard every day.
They don't show up in ordinary days, but once there is a demand, they will leave the scorching sun world.
As for the leader of the scorching sun holy city, his qualification is not very high. It is the limit to become a quasi saint.
Therefore, he became the Lord of the holy city.
It looks beautiful on the surface, but only he can understand the sadness in the dark.
"Alas, I have to enter the scorching sun again. Ye Feng's strength has improved too fast. I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing."
The Lord of the scorching sun holy city ended his sad memories and entered the scorching sun world.
……
Ethereal sect.
Ye Feng sat on the throne of the leader with his hands on his back.
Eighteen supreme elders such as Qingshan Jianzu sat in their seats, and Gong Qingqiu and others also took their seats in order.
"I was attacked by the prophets today. My leader didn't expect it, but it was dangerous. Next, we will hold a religious meeting to discuss the follow-up development. "
Ye Feng looked at the crowd and said.
The reason for holding the religious meeting is that now it is the end of the year, and the development of ethereal religion is about to enter the third year.
Ye Feng asked about the system.
The sixth stage task of the leader will not start until after the new year.
Now, it is only a few days away from the eve of the new year.
However, due to the geographical location of lingmiao Kingdom, even in winter, the climate is still pleasant and there is no snow.
"Headmaster, now the total number of disciples of the sect is close to 5000. Because the four peaks have been expanded, the disciples' residence is still sufficient and there is no need to expand for the time being."
Gong Qingqiu took the lead in reporting.
"Headmaster, the development of the elixir garden is very smooth without any obstacles. Please rest assured." Chief deacon Chu Yuner reports.
"There's nothing else inside the eighteen ancient families... Headmaster, after the sect enters its third year, do you need to recruit new disciples from the cave world?"
Qingshan Jianzu spoke as a representative of the eighteen ancient nationalities.
Ye Feng nodded and said, "after the new year, we will recruit the disciples from the 18 cave worlds into the sect. It's not urgent now."
The sixth stage task of the headmaster will be announced soon.
Ye Feng thought that the matter of recruiting disciples should be kept until after the annual meeting. Maybe it will be of great use at that time.
"Next, let's talk about the annual meeting."
Ye Feng looked around and said.
At last year's annual meeting, he and Princess Hu went to the barren desert. Gong Qingqiu took his disciples to accept the invitation of long Qitian and Xia Tiantian and spent the new year's Eve in Biyue villa.
This year, Ye Feng decided to hold a grand new year's Eve meeting in zongmen to enhance the feelings between zongmen disciples.
"Annual meeting?"
"What's that?"
The elders blinked and looked at each other. They all felt that the term was a little strange.
"The annual meeting, to put it bluntly, is an annual event..." Ye Feng cleared his throat and began to explain.
……
Tianji Pavilion.
The paper fan boy knelt on the ground and sighed.
"Even the prophet Tarkin has fallen. It's over, it's all over! Among our prophets, who can balance Ye Feng unless those quasi holy elders are dispatched? "
Thinking of this, the paper fan childe is more and more sad.
……
Deep in the starry sky.
With the fall of the prophet Taijin, an ancient strong man suddenly woke up and burst into a torrent of weather and a harsh roar.
"Damn it!"
"Who killed the descendants of Ben Sheng!"
The owner of the voice was angry.
He consumed a lot of evil spirit and deduced countless times, but he was surprised to find that his deduction seemed to be disturbed by the secret of heaven and could not get the result all the time.
"The one who killed the prophet Taijin must be the son of luck. Otherwise, the deduction of Ben Sheng cannot be seriously interfered... This matter must be referred to the patriarch and decided by him."
The man immediately heard the news.
……
In the twinkling of an eye, a few days later.
On this day, misty Zong, Baifu city and other places decorated with lanterns and firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the new year.
At night.
The ethereal house is full of paper lanterns.
It was made of red paper, notes, paste, candles and other materials.
"Put the Kongming light!"
Shi Lei shouted.
Hundreds of disciples quickly lit the candles in their hands and let the Kongming lights fly high into the sky, like stars dotted in the sky, reposing the disciples' New Year wishes.
"I wish that every living creature in the family can get a New Year blessing bag!"
Ye Feng looked at the sky and used today's little wish.
The next moment.
A small red blessing bag appeared in the hands of all mountain guarding spirit beasts, elders, deacons and disciples.
"Wow, it's a few sweets. It's so sweet!"
Li Jiaojiao opened the blessing bag, saw several happy candies, quickly put them in her mouth and tasted the sweet taste.
"Well, have new year's Eve dinner!"
Ye Feng shouted to the crowd with chopsticks.
At this time, all the people of the ethereal sect gathered in the zongmen square, where hundreds of round tables were placed. They sat down orderly, ate the delicious food cooked by Li Jiaojiao and other disciples, and talked and laughed with others.
"I haven't been so quiet for a long time."
Gong Qingqiu sat next to Ye Feng and looked at the smiles on the disciples' faces and felt very happy.
In the ethereal sect, she realized the taste of home again.
Looking back on his efforts over the past year, Gong Qingqiu had a clear conscience. Then he looked at Ye Feng's handsome side face and looked at the smile on his face. His heart was very sweet.
"In the new year, I wish you a great increase in accomplishments and everything goes well. I also wish our ethereal sect prosper day by day!"
Ye Feng raised his glass and said in a loud voice.
"Dry!"
The crowd raised their glasses and drank them all at once.
Tianjiao in a restricted area was shocked.
His strength is incomparable. He is the real top emperor of heaven. His combat power is as fierce as laughing at the sky.
Originally, this person was going to make an appointment with Ye Feng sometime.
But today, before he had time to send out the war, he saw the terrible picture of Ye Feng tearing up the top emperor of heaven.
"Damn it, how can he be so strong!"
Tianjiao in the restricted area quickly tore up the battle in his hand and trembled with fear. He hurried back to the restricted area and didn't dare to show up for the time being.
Other spectators were also stunned.
Among them, there are many quasi saints similar to the master of the scorching sun holy city. After witnessing the process of Ye Feng rolling over the prophet Taijin, they all realized one thing.
Maple leaf is terrible!
This guy can only crush the top Heavenly Emperor in the last battle with xiaocangtian, which can't be erased.
But some time ago, Ye Feng was able to wipe out the Golden Dragon elder, the top Heavenly Emperor, and shocked everyone.
Today, maple leaf's performance is even more fierce.
He broke out a quasi holy practice!
Moreover, the breath is several times as holy as an ordinary turn.
This is terrible!
"What a leaf maple! He even stood on my head silently. This... This is outrageous!"
In the scorching sun, the holy land of the holy city, the city Lord clapped the handrail angrily.
In the whole scorching sun holy city, he became a quasi saint. The rest of the strong are basically at the level of the emperor of heaven.
"Alas, Ye Feng is amazing."
"How long has it passed now that he has reached this level? If he goes on like this, won't he have to dispatch those old guys in the holy land to check and balance him?"
The Lord of the scorching sun holy city muttered.
As the city master, his task is to guard the scorching sun holy city, manage the four-star sect certification of all parties, and pay attention to all kinds of Tianjiao.
After being recruited by the holy land, some talented people usually enter the small world of the holy land to practice.
For example, the emperor.
Once she becomes the emperor of heaven, she will basically stay in the scorching sun world in the future, rather than continue to stay in the scorching sun holy city.
In the scorching sun world, in addition to the real holy land power of the ancient saint of the scorching sun, there are many quasi saints.
Their talents are very good and they practice hard every day.
They don't show up in ordinary days, but once there is a demand, they will leave the scorching sun world.
As for the leader of the scorching sun holy city, his qualification is not very high. It is the limit to become a quasi saint.
Therefore, he became the Lord of the holy city.
It looks beautiful on the surface, but only he can understand the sadness in the dark.
"Alas, I have to enter the scorching sun again. Ye Feng's strength has improved too fast. I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing."
The Lord of the scorching sun holy city ended his sad memories and entered the scorching sun world.
……
Ethereal sect.
Ye Feng sat on the throne of the leader with his hands on his back.
Eighteen supreme elders such as Qingshan Jianzu sat in their seats, and Gong Qingqiu and others also took their seats in order.
"I was attacked by the prophets today. My leader didn't expect it, but it was dangerous. Next, we will hold a religious meeting to discuss the follow-up development. "
Ye Feng looked at the crowd and said.
The reason for holding the religious meeting is that now it is the end of the year, and the development of ethereal religion is about to enter the third year.
Ye Feng asked about the system.
The sixth stage task of the leader will not start until after the new year.
Now, it is only a few days away from the eve of the new year.
However, due to the geographical location of lingmiao Kingdom, even in winter, the climate is still pleasant and there is no snow.
"Headmaster, now the total number of disciples of the sect is close to 5000. Because the four peaks have been expanded, the disciples' residence is still sufficient and there is no need to expand for the time being."
Gong Qingqiu took the lead in reporting.
"Headmaster, the development of the elixir garden is very smooth without any obstacles. Please rest assured." Chief deacon Chu Yuner reports.
"There's nothing else inside the eighteen ancient families... Headmaster, after the sect enters its third year, do you need to recruit new disciples from the cave world?"
Qingshan Jianzu spoke as a representative of the eighteen ancient nationalities.
Ye Feng nodded and said, "after the new year, we will recruit the disciples from the 18 cave worlds into the sect. It's not urgent now."
The sixth stage task of the headmaster will be announced soon.
Ye Feng thought that the matter of recruiting disciples should be kept until after the annual meeting. Maybe it will be of great use at that time.
"Next, let's talk about the annual meeting."
Ye Feng looked around and said.
At last year's annual meeting, he and Princess Hu went to the barren desert. Gong Qingqiu took his disciples to accept the invitation of long Qitian and Xia Tiantian and spent the new year's Eve in Biyue villa.
This year, Ye Feng decided to hold a grand new year's Eve meeting in zongmen to enhance the feelings between zongmen disciples.
"Annual meeting?"
"What's that?"
The elders blinked and looked at each other. They all felt that the term was a little strange.
"The annual meeting, to put it bluntly, is an annual event..." Ye Feng cleared his throat and began to explain.
……
Tianji Pavilion.
The paper fan boy knelt on the ground and sighed.
"Even the prophet Tarkin has fallen. It's over, it's all over! Among our prophets, who can balance Ye Feng unless those quasi holy elders are dispatched? "
Thinking of this, the paper fan childe is more and more sad.
……
Deep in the starry sky.
With the fall of the prophet Taijin, an ancient strong man suddenly woke up and burst into a torrent of weather and a harsh roar.
"Damn it!"
"Who killed the descendants of Ben Sheng!"
The owner of the voice was angry.
He consumed a lot of evil spirit and deduced countless times, but he was surprised to find that his deduction seemed to be disturbed by the secret of heaven and could not get the result all the time.
"The one who killed the prophet Taijin must be the son of luck. Otherwise, the deduction of Ben Sheng cannot be seriously interfered... This matter must be referred to the patriarch and decided by him."
The man immediately heard the news.
……
In the twinkling of an eye, a few days later.
On this day, misty Zong, Baifu city and other places decorated with lanterns and firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the new year.
At night.
The ethereal house is full of paper lanterns.
It was made of red paper, notes, paste, candles and other materials.
"Put the Kongming light!"
Shi Lei shouted.
Hundreds of disciples quickly lit the candles in their hands and let the Kongming lights fly high into the sky, like stars dotted in the sky, reposing the disciples' New Year wishes.
"I wish that every living creature in the family can get a New Year blessing bag!"
Ye Feng looked at the sky and used today's little wish.
The next moment.
A small red blessing bag appeared in the hands of all mountain guarding spirit beasts, elders, deacons and disciples.
"Wow, it's a few sweets. It's so sweet!"
Li Jiaojiao opened the blessing bag, saw several happy candies, quickly put them in her mouth and tasted the sweet taste.
"Well, have new year's Eve dinner!"
Ye Feng shouted to the crowd with chopsticks.
At this time, all the people of the ethereal sect gathered in the zongmen square, where hundreds of round tables were placed. They sat down orderly, ate the delicious food cooked by Li Jiaojiao and other disciples, and talked and laughed with others.
"I haven't been so quiet for a long time."
Gong Qingqiu sat next to Ye Feng and looked at the smiles on the disciples' faces and felt very happy.
In the ethereal sect, she realized the taste of home again.
Looking back on his efforts over the past year, Gong Qingqiu had a clear conscience. Then he looked at Ye Feng's handsome side face and looked at the smile on his face. His heart was very sweet.
"In the new year, I wish you a great increase in accomplishments and everything goes well. I also wish our ethereal sect prosper day by day!"
Ye Feng raised his glass and said in a loud voice.
"Dry!"
The crowd raised their glasses and drank them all at once.
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