Ancient God

Ye Feng didn't express much of the awe of everyone.

Because he knows that his current achievements did not come empty-handed.

He doesn't know how much hardship he has gone through, how much pain he has endured, and how much risk he has taken before he can achieve such a strong cultivation level now.

"Let's go back to the sect."

Ye Feng said calmly, and he led a group of Sword Sect disciples towards the outside.

The hundreds of thousands of black demon troops surrounding them were originally fierce and murderous.

But now this frightening army, in front of Ye Feng alone, behaved fearfully and did not dare to stop them in the slightest.

Because this group of black demon troops knew very well that Ye Feng had reached a level that could be defeated without using human sea tactics.

Many of the leading generals of the Black Demon Army had extremely pale faces at this time.

They followed Nangong Lingtian, the first genius of the royal family, to come here. They were originally ambitious and wanted to make achievements.

But in the end, Nangong Lingtian was killed by a terrifying young man from the Sword Sect. Even the army of one hundred thousand black demons did not dare to let go of a single one.

This time, he simply lost his face in front of everyone in the world.

But there was nothing to be done about it, because Ye Feng, a monster who appeared out of nowhere, was really scary.

"It's true that a hero comes from a boy!"

In the entire entrance area, many people from major forces couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene.

…

Seven days later, Ye Feng led a group of Sword Sect disciples and finally returned to the sect's base camp.

"Our Sword Sect disciples are back!"

As an excited exclamation sounded from the sect.

The entire Sword Sect was boiling with excitement.

Because this trip to the ancient ruins was very eye-catching.

In addition, the people who left the Sword Sect this time were basically core disciples. These were the mainstay of the Sword Sect and the future of the Sword Sect. Naturally, everyone in the sect was excited.

So at this time, many outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, true disciples, even major elders, and even the sect master came out to greet him.

The sect leader is a young man in brocade clothes with a beautiful tree facing the wind. He is also walking from the depths of the sect.

When they saw that the core disciples who had returned were almost half the number before they left, many elders were silent for a moment.

But seeing Jian Wushuang, Ye Weiyang, Qin Aotian, and many top figures among the core disciples there, all back alive, many elders suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the core characters are not dead, these are the real hopes for the future of Jianzong.

The sect leader felt a little relieved, and he suddenly said: "Where is Junior Brother Wuji?"

The moment the words fell, the entire venue fell silent.

Finally, Jian Wushuang spoke up: "Master Wuji, he... fell..."

"What?!"

The sect master, who was originally a gentle and gentle man, suddenly turned extremely ugly, and then, his originally indifferent eyes suddenly revealed a look of extreme shock and anger.

The sect master at this moment is like a seemingly calm ocean, but it will soon be stormy and will sweep across the sky.

The sect leader said in a low voice, "Who killed him?"

Lei Wuji was the younger brother that the sect master had known day and night. The friendship between the brothers for so many years made it difficult for the sect master to accept the news of Lei Wuji's death.

"The person who killed Uncle Wuji was the golden-robed elder of the Royal Martial Arts Academy, Yan Hesong."

Jian Wushuang exhaled a breath and said. Ye Feng didn't express much of the awe of everyone.

Because he knows that his current achievements did not come empty-handed.

He doesn't know how much hardship he has gone through, how much pain he has endured, and how much risk he has taken before he can achieve such a strong cultivation level now.

"Let's go back to the sect."

Ye Feng said calmly, and he led a group of Sword Sect disciples towards the outside.

The hundreds of thousands of black demon troops surrounding them were originally fierce and murderous.

But now this frightening army, in front of Ye Feng alone, behaved fearfully and did not dare to stop them in the slightest.

Because this group of black demon troops knew very well that Ye Feng had reached a level that could be defeated without using human sea tactics.

Many of the leading generals of the Black Demon Army had extremely pale faces at this time.

They followed Nangong Lingtian, the first genius of the royal family, to come here. They were originally ambitious and wanted to make achievements.

But in the end, Nangong Lingtian was killed by a terrifying young man from the Sword Sect, and even a hundred thousand black demon army didn't dare to let go of him.

This time, he simply lost his face in front of everyone in the world.

But there was nothing to be done about it, because Ye Feng, a monster who appeared out of nowhere, was really scary.

"It's true that a hero comes from a boy!"

In the entire entrance area, many people from major forces couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene.

…

Seven days later, Ye Feng and a group of Sword Sect disciples finally returned to the sect's base camp.

"Our Sword Sect disciples are back!"

As an excited exclamation sounded from the sect.

The entire Sword Sect was boiling with excitement.

Because this trip to the ancient ruins was very eye-catching.

And in addition, the people who left Sword Sect this time are basically core disciples. These are the mainstay of Sword Sect and the future of Sword Sect. Naturally, everyone in the sect is excited.

So at this time, many outer sect disciples, inner sect disciples, true disciples, even major elders, and even the sect master came out to greet him.

The sect leader is a young man in brocade clothes with a beautiful tree facing the wind. He is also walking from the depths of the sect.

When they saw that the core disciples who had returned were almost half the number before they left, many elders were silent for a moment.

But seeing Jian Wushuang, Ye Weiyang, Qin Aotian, and many top figures among the core disciples there, all back alive, many elders suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as the core characters are not dead, these are the real hopes for the future of Jianzong.

The sect leader felt a little relieved, and he suddenly said: "Where is Junior Brother Wuji?"

The moment the words fell, the entire venue fell silent.

Finally, Jian Wushuang spoke up: "Master Wuji, he... fell..."

"What?!"

The sect master, who was originally a gentle and gentle man, suddenly turned extremely ugly, and then, his originally indifferent eyes suddenly revealed a look of extreme shock and anger.

The sect master at this moment is like a seemingly calm ocean, but it will soon be stormy and will sweep across the sky.

The sect leader said in a low voice, "Who killed him?"

Lei Wuji was the younger brother that the sect master had known day and night. The friendship between the brothers for so many years made it difficult for the sect master to accept the news of Lei Wuji's death.

"The person who killed Uncle Wuji was the golden-robed elder of the Royal Martial Arts Academy, Yan Hesong."

Jian Wushuang took out a breath and said.