Yang Yifei opened his five fingers, and there were khaki runes flashing on each finger.
This is the law of earth that he masters, gravity.
Plop! These people only felt their bodies being weighed down, as if a huge mountain appeared on their backs, and they were forced to their knees without any resistance.
"you dare?"
Until now, these people still can't believe it.
They widened their eyes and tried their best to resist the sudden increase in gravity.
This seemingly simple move actually suppressed them all. At this time, let alone counterattack, it was difficult to even move a finger.
Yang Yifei ignored them and walked out of the void gate. The gate suddenly shrank and quickly turned into a vortex suspended in mid-air.
At this time, Yang Yifei focused on these immortal disciples.
He waved his hand casually, and the gravity weakened. These people immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and some of them jumped up unexpectedly.
"Boy, you dare to attack us, but do you know who we are?"
The Zixia Sect disciple shouted sternly.
Although one of their companions died, they were not afraid at all.
They thought they just underestimated the enemy and allowed that kid to succeed.
Take precautions now. With so many Qi Refining Realms, how can they still defeat one Foundation Establishment?
Yang Yifei's eyes fell on the disciples of the Zixia Sect: "Are you disciples of the Immortal Sect?"
"good."
The disciple of Zixia Sect said: "We are the disciples of various immortal sects who are specially responsible for guarding the immortal sect.
Tell us who you are, where you come from, and what you want to do immediately, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude."
He threw out a piece of cloud and held him up in the air, guarding against being knocked down by Yang Yifei's move again.
At the same time, disciples from the Baicao Sect, Bailian Sect, Tianlei Sect and other immortal sects all took out their own protective magic weapons and stared at Yang Yifei closely with evil eyes.
They are all disciples of the Immortal Sect. Although their status in the sect is not very good, otherwise they would not be sent to guard the passage.
But they still have the arrogance of being disciples of the Immortal Sect. Even if they are stronger than them, they will look down on everyone else as long as they are not members of the Immortal Sect.
Not to mention a little person from the mortal world.
Yang Yifei glanced at him.
The best thing in these people's hands is a low-grade spiritual weapon, and the others are even just magic weapons.
Yang Yifei shook his head slightly: "Too poor."
He thought that since the people in the Immortal Sect were so arrogant, they had to be equipped with a set of magical weapons. Who would have thought that these people were still using magical weapons?
He was so disappointed.
"What did you say?
Are we poor?”
The disciples of Bailian Sect widened their eyes.
A country bumpkin who came from the secular world actually said they were poor?
Yang Yifei nodded: "Not bad."
"Ha, he said we are poor?"
The disciples of Bailian Sect looked around, and the group burst into laughter.
The Bailian Sect disciple had enough laughter, raised the spiritual weapon in his hand, and said, "This is a spiritual weapon, do you recognize it?"
The Bailian Sect is a sect that specializes in refining magic weapons. The disciples in the sect are very wealthy, and each one has a handful of spiritual weapons. Even the true disciples have several spiritual weapons of medium and high quality to protect themselves.
They have always been the only ones who despised others, but today they were despised by others. How could they swallow this sigh of relief?
Yang Yifei glanced over it and said disdainfully: "It's just a low-grade spiritual weapon."
"Oh, what a big sigh of relief, that's all.
What, can you come up with something better?"
The Bailian Sect disciple said angrily.
"certainly."
Yang Yifei said.
Hearing this, the disciples of Bailian Sect became even more angry and shouted: "Then take it out.
If you can come up with a better spiritual weapon than mine, I will kneel down and call you ancestor."
Yang Yifei said lightly: "You don't deserve it."
The disciples of Bailian Sect were so angry that smoke was coming out of their foreheads, and they shouted: "Stop using your words.
Take it out and I will kneel down immediately. If you can't take it out, you will die."
He shouted loudly.
What he holds in his hand is a spiritual snake sword, which is made from the bones of a spiritual snake. Once it is sacrificed, it will be a big snake attacking the enemy, which is very powerful.
At this time, someone belittled his spiritual weapon, and he couldn't stand it immediately.
Yang Yifei's consciousness moved, and he was about to take out a top-quality spiritual weapon from the ring, but he was suddenly stunned.
Only then did he remember that before coming, all the magic weapons and other items had been given to his disciples.
At this time, there was nothing else on him except a Ring of Creation, a Five Elements Wheel, and some scattered items.
Seeing Yang Yifei standing there stunned, the disciples of Bailian Sect immediately laughed loudly: "Take it out, why can't you take it out? Don't you have a strong tone? You look down on my spiritual weapon. Where is your top-quality spiritual weapon?"
You haven’t even seen a spiritual weapon, have you?”
Several immortal disciples laughed loudly.
In their opinion, the boy in front of them who came from the mortal world must not know the spiritual weapon.
Otherwise, how can one say that a person with a spiritual weapon is poor?
"I see, the passage must be broken. This kid is lucky enough to get here through the passage."
Zixia Sect disciples are determined.
"good."
The disciple of Baicao Sect nodded and said: "What kind of master can come out of such a dirty and filthy place in the mortal world?"
They laughed one after another.
Yang Yifei shook his head slightly, turned his palm, and some weapon refining materials appeared.
In front of several immortal disciples, he openly began to refine weapons.
"How dare you show off your weapon refining skills in front of our Bailian Sect?"
The disciples of the Bailian Sect were even more annoyed: "In the entire Little Immortal World, there are countless immortal sects, who dares to say that they know the art of refining weapons better than our Bailian Sect?
Even the Wanshan Sect doesn't dare to say that, how dare you, a person from the ordinary world, do this?
You are looking for death!"
The disciples of Bailian Sect almost roared when they said this.
"Senior Brother Wang, don't shout yet."
The disciples of the Zixia Sect turned pale, turned to look at the disciples of the Bailian Sect, and said, "How long does it take you to refine a spiritual weapon?"
The Bailian Sect disciple said without hesitation: "If you don't count the time for preparing materials, even a low-grade spiritual weapon will take at least twelve hours.
Like my Spirit Snake Sword, it takes longer to fuse the snake soul."
"Yeah?"
The Zixia Sect disciple murmured: "What if someone can practice it in just a few blinks of an eye?"
"impossible.
Even if you are an immortal, don't think of it so quickly..." The Bailian Sect disciple's voice stopped abruptly.
He stared blankly at the big seal in Yang Yifei's hand.
Just now, there were still some materials.
Now, it has become a big seal.
Moreover, judging from the flashing runes on it, it is definitely a spiritual weapon.
"It's a pity that we are short of time and can only do this."
Yang Yifei threw the big seal in his hand and said, "How?"
"senior."
The Zixia Sect disciple suddenly knelt down: "Senior, did you go to the mortal world to play?
I am blind and have offended my seniors, so please forgive me."
"Yes, yes, we were blind and offended our seniors. Please be kind and generous to us and spare us once."
Others quickly knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.
When they think about it, with such means, they are definitely from the Immortal Sect.
It may be that some immortal sect master who went to the mortal world in the early years can come back without them opening the passage.