From the Holy Land of Shaking Light, from the Holy Land of the Southern Territory and from the Source Area of the Northern Territory, eight million kilograms of sky-high-priced sources were finally collected and handed over to Ye Qingfeng.
Ye Qingfeng counted them with his spiritual consciousness and put them into a white jade bottle.
Not afraid of the evil light or darkness.
After all, the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron seems to have the same mind as Ye Qingfeng. If Yaoguang dares to harm Yaoguang, then the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron will dare to go back and destroy the entire Yaoguang himself.
When the emperor's soldiers are angry, no Holy Land family can resist.
Inside the white jade bottle, there is another barrier, which is full of sources.
The black dog barked, swung its tail, and squatted excitedly in front of the barrier.
This vote is really well done!
Not only has the eight million kilograms of the source of the Holy Land of Shake Light been extorted, but even if the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron is given away, it can be taken back at any time for one's own use!
If it weren't for the close relationship between Ye Qingfeng and the ruthless emperor, the black dogs would have suspected that Ye Qingfeng was the reincarnation of a certain previous sage from Yaoguang and participated in the initial forging of the cauldron, so he had such a close connection with the cauldron.
"I'm leaving."
Ye Qingfeng patted the tripod gently, noted down all the complicated Dao patterns inside the tripod, and said,
"You stay in Yaoguang. When I need you, you will no longer come to help me."
The tripod vibrated lightly and hummed, as if it didn't want to leave Ye Qingfeng and wanted to go with him.
The Holy Lord Yaoguang, Yaoguang everyone, looked very uncomfortable.
Regarding the origin of Ye Qingfeng, there is no surprise. There is another theory, saying that Ye Qingfeng is probably the reincarnation of Yaoguang's first tripod builder.
Of course, some people joked that Ye Qingfeng was the reincarnation of Yaoguang's first Holy Lord. After all, he and Yaoguang were in the same family. Today's Yaoguang disciples, including the current Yaoguang Holy Lord, are all Ye Qingfeng's.
disciples and followers.
"If you give me the source, give me the cauldron." Elder Yaoguang couldn't wait to speak out.
Only a few people in Yaoguang know whether the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron was cast by Yaoguang's sages of all generations.
Now that Ye Qingfeng had taken over the source, of course she wanted to return the cauldron, but before returning it, she made another move.
I saw her riding a dragon down, only three feet above the ground. In a flash of light from the sea of suffering, nearly a thousand people appeared out of thin air and fell to the ground.
"Who am I? Where am I?"
Some people were dizzy and wheezing, and quickly turned around to look around.
This is incredible!
The Ji family disciples who had the talent to escape from trouble saw several superpowers and several big figures with unpredictable cultivation surrounding them.
They are so virtuous and capable, but they are being watched like monkeys by all the big shots.
A group of collectors, looking at the fairy-like figures around them, huddled together in fear.
Ye Qingfeng's thoughts moved, and the light of the sea of suffering flashed again.
There were nearly a thousand people again, hundreds of collectors and a dozen Ji family disciples, huddled together.
The elders of the Ji family a little further away looked a little ugly.
This Gu Aotian, this fake bandit, really has some tricks up his sleeve. He unknowingly took in the Ji family's many laborers and many disciples.
"Is there any more?" An elder from the Ji family asked with a stiff face.
Ye Qingfeng said calmly: "That's it for now."
Indeed, there were only these. All the idlers were let go, leaving only Zhang San and the Holy Son Dongfang Lie.
"Old Ancestor." The disciple of the Ji family who had just escaped from the trap, with his arms bare and clutching his chest, complained aggrievedly, "This person didn't capture us, but why did he let us out again?"
All the elders present had long guessed that Gu Aotian was wearing a fake face, but he was not very capable and could not tell his true identity.
However, after the disciples of the Jing Ji family said this, they were completely convinced that Gu Aotian was indeed a fake. Everything was fake, maybe even his name and gender were fake.
"You dare to show your true colors, let us see?" An old man with a white beard couldn't help but speak, and wanted to use the provocation method to provoke Ye Qingfeng to reveal his true colors.
"Reveal your true colors and let you come to seek revenge?" Ye Qingfeng is not stupid, and he is not a three-year-old child, so how can he be fooled.
"What is your name?" The old man with the white beard was impatient and couldn't help but ask, as if if he didn't ask, he would lose sleep every night and have trouble sleeping and eating.
Ye Qingfeng put his hands behind his back and smiled, looking at the world, and said: "You don't need to worry about this. My name will definitely be on your way to the emperor in the future."
Imperial Road?
What a loud tone!
Everyone gasped again.
In today's world, not only are saints hard to come by, but even geniuses are rare.
In those past eras, known as the Great Age, geniuses emerged in large numbers and hundreds of flowers bloomed, competing for supremacy.
In today's world, the world of cultivation is like a pool of stagnant water. Occasionally, one or two juniors who claim to be geniuses appear, but in the end nothing happens.
So nowadays, most of those people who are called Holy Lord level are just immortals.
You must know that in those truly great worlds, people who were called Holy Lords at least started out as Immortal Five Saints.
In some more glorious times, only quasi-emperor-level figures could be the masters of a family, a religion, and a place.
How long!
How long has it been since I heard a junior speak out loudly and declare loudly that he wants to fight for supremacy on the imperial road?
This sound is simply deafening!
Everyone present was shocked in their hearts.
I don’t know if the fake Aotian that emerged out of nowhere represents a standout, or if it means that another magnificent era in the world of cultivation is about to officially begin.
All the elders have expectations in their hearts, longing in their eyes, and are looking forward to the coming of the great age!
"I wish my little friend all his wishes."
A living fossil of the Ji family expressed his sincere wishes.
He knew that this fake Aotian was inherited by the ruthless emperor and protected by the ruthless emperor's mind, so he naturally had a high opinion of it from the bottom of his heart.
Moreover, the inheritor of the ruthless emperor has appeared, what about the inheritor of the Jiang family emperor, the inheritor of the Ji family emperor...
Will they also appear one after another?!
People who practice Taoism firmly believe in the theory of omens and foreshadowing.
So thinking of this, the living fossil of the Ji family felt hot in his heart, and the anticipation and expectation in his eyes were very real.
"I accept your good words."
Ye Qingfeng stepped on the black gold cauldron and raised her head upwards. The black gold cauldron suddenly shot into the sky, helping her to go straight to the sky.
The elders of the Yaoguang Holy Land rushed forward anxiously, with beads of sweat rolling down their faces and their hearts beating rapidly. They were afraid that Ye Qingfeng would break his promise and carry the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron out of tune.
Fortunately, with a "whoosh", the dragon-patterned black gold cauldron stopped firmly at a very high place, already above the clouds, and could not be reached except in the Immortal Stage.
All sentient beings can only stand and look up.
Ye Qingfeng took out a teleportation array disk, set up the array, and sent the teleportation light curtain into the sky.
"We will fight against the emperor one day."
She touched the Emperor Cauldron one last time, raised her hands behind her hands, and proudly stepped into the teleportation light curtain.
Far away, there is an unborn big shot, either a human, a demon, or an ancient humanoid creature. They have ulterior motives and are ready to act, wanting to strangle those who claim to be geniuses in the cradle.
"Roar~"
A high-pitched dragon roar shook the entire Eastern Wasteland.
The true dragon soul soared into the sky. It was an unknown number of feet in length. With its huge dragon body, it snaked around the teleportation light curtain soaring into the sky. With the dignity of the true dragon, it personally saw off and escorted Ye Qingfeng, who was not strong enough.
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