Seeing Ye Changsheng's respectful and obedient look, Lei Wanhe nodded with satisfaction.
Changing the topic, he asked again: "Martial nephew, my uncle didn't tell you, why do you need to take on that task?"
"Uncle Master, I also have some unavoidable reasons!"
"That's all, since you have accepted the mission, it's too late for me to say this now!"
"However, if you really kill that person, you'd better be careful next time!"
"Thank you for your concern, uncle, but could you please tell me who the alliance wants me to kill?"
After hearing the words, Lei Wanhe pondered for a moment and said: "It's okay to tell you. According to our information, the person who entered the Yanjia Fort was the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect. This person's father and uncle are both Yuanying monks, so he will definitely offend him.
I’m sorry!”
"So that's it, my nephew understands!" Ye Changsheng cupped his hands, showing no intention of giving up the mission.
When Lei Wanhe saw this, he said nothing more, shook his head and left.
He is very optimistic about Ye Changsheng. His dual spiritual root qualifications are pretty good and he has shown quite amazing potential.
There is still great hope for pill formation in the future.
If he can successfully form the elixir, the power of Yellow Maple Valley will be enhanced again.
But unfortunately, this person insisted on carrying out such a mission, and he couldn't persuade him.
The Moon-covering Spirit Boat was galloping all the way, carrying four Pill-forming monks and dozens of Foundation-building monks, flying towards the direction of Yanjia Fort.
As the largest family in the Yue Kingdom, the Yan family is naturally extraordinary in strength.
One pill-forming monk and dozens of foundation-building monks. With this kind of power, except for the seven major sects, they can run rampant in the country of Yue.
However, even so, the annihilation of the Yan family would not involve such a huge battle.
Four Danjie monks were dispatched, which was enough to wipe out the Yan family for several rounds.
The reason why the senior leaders of the Seven Sects went to war in such a big way was because they got the news that Wang Chan of the Ghost Spirit Sect went to the Yan family.
Wang Chan was escorted by two monks in the alchemy stage.
Together with the old patriarch of the Yan family, there are three alchemy monks.
Therefore, the Seven Factions simply sent four people to kill the Yan family and the last demon hunting team in one fell swoop.
The Moon-covering Spirit Boat was flying at great speed, and the Yan Family Fort soon fell into everyone's sight.
Standing on the deck, everyone looked towards the castle under the sea of clouds.
The densely packed buildings spread out in circles, surrounding the grand fortress in the center.
The outer layer is the residential area for mortals, and the inner layer is the residential area for monks.
There are thousands of monks here in Yanjiabao, and the scale is quite large.
When the Moon-covering Spirit Boat arrived, several Yan family disciples who were on sentry duty in the distance immediately noticed the scene here.
One person rushed to Yanjiabao at high speed to report the news.
The other person bravely flew over, stood outside the spirit boat, raised his hands and said: "May I ask the seniors of the Hidden Moon Sect why you came to my Yanjia Fort?"
With a chuckle, Fairy Nishang walked out and said to the Yan family disciple with a smile:
"I happened to be passing by here, and I have something to tell that girl Ru Yan. Please ask Ru Yan and the head of the Yan family to come over!"
"Yes, junior, go and report it now!"
The Yan family disciple glanced around the Moon-covering Spirit Boat and immediately flew back.
After a while, a transmission note flew toward the Moon-covering Spirit Boat.
After receiving the transmission note, Fairy Nishang heard the voice inside: "I am currently receiving distinguished guests, and it is inconvenient to leave. Please ask Fairy Nishang to come and talk to me!"
Hearing this voice, Fairy Nishang sneered and said: "This old ghost of the Yan family is really cunning. It seems that tricking him to come and kill him will not work. We have to attack the Yan family fort!"
"Although Yanjiabao's protective formation cannot be compared with the formations of our seven sects, it can still withstand us pill-forming monks for a while!" Lei Wanhe walked over and said.
"Let's go, let's go meet the ancestors of the Yan family and the Li brothers from the Ghost Spirit Sect!" Fairy Nishang said, urging the Moon-covering Spirit Boat to fly at high speed over the Yan Family Fort.
This huge flying boat is actually a magic weapon, with its own powerful defensive capabilities.
When the Moon-covering Spirit Boat flew over Yanjiabao, a loud laugh came from below:
"Hahahaha, the Fairy of Colorful Clothes is here. Why didn't you inform me earlier so that I can go and greet her earlier?"
"Hmph, Old Ghost Yan, you said you would welcome me, but why are you not even willing to open the shield?" Fairy Nishang walked to the bow of the ship and asked coldly.
"If Fairy Nishang lets the Moon-covering Spirit Boat retreat far away, I can open the shield!"
"Haha, it seems that you, old ghost, are determined to join the devil!"
"It turns out that the fairy already knows. There is no such thing as surrender or not. Our Yan family is originally a member of the Ghost Spirit Sect!"
"No need to be polite to him, let's do it!"
Lei Wanhe came out, jumped into the air, waved his hand, and in an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and a huge silver light rushed out and crashed into Yanjiabao.
"Buzz!"
There was a tremor in the void, and the silver light hit a layer of light film, causing the light film to tremble continuously.
Within the light shield, the Yan family's old patriarch's face changed when he saw this scene, and he shouted in a deep voice:
"I didn't expect that even Brother Lei from Huang Maple Valley would come. Haha, you seven sects are really going to kill our Yan family!"
"Stop talking nonsense, if your Yan family doesn't surrender to the enemy, will we attack you?"
Fatty Lei is a man of temperament, rough and simple, and he fires out magic weapons in his hands, constantly hitting the Yanjiabao's protective formation.
Possessing the Thunder Spirit Root, his combat prowess is unparalleled, and he is considered the strongest among the pill-forming monks.
"Everyone, take action together!"
Fairy Nishang said to the two people around her.
She also flew forward, took out a magic weapon, and blasted it towards the light barrier.
On the other side, Fuyunzi from Qingxu Sect also flicked his fly whisk and attacked Yanjia Fort.
Nangong Wan spit out the Vermilion Bird Ring, and the fierce flames shot into the sky with great force, hitting the mask of light.
"Four Formation Pills!"
Inside the mask, the ancestor of the Yan family turned pale when he saw this scene.
"Young Master Wang, our Yan family has suffered such a catastrophe because of you, you can't just let it go!" The ancestor of the Yan family turned his head and said to a man wearing a silver mask.
Under the silver mask, Wang Chan frowned, and after careful weighing, he said to the two alchemy monks beside him: "Li Da Li Er, you two help Patriarch Yan retreat from the enemy!"
At the same time, he secretly sent a message: "As soon as the formation is broken, you two will escort me away immediately, and don't worry about the Yan family!"
Over there, the ancestor of the Yan family was presiding over the formation, but at the same time he was secretly transmitting a message: "Xuan Ye, you should immediately evacuate through the secret passage with your clan's elite and supplies!"
"Ancestor, don't worry, I will make arrangements. Please pay attention to your safety, ancestor. The Yan family cannot lose our ancestor!"
"It doesn't matter whether my old bones can survive. What matters is the future of the Yan family. I leave it to you!"