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Chapter three hundred and eighty seventh altar

Yaoxian was very interested in the girl. "Sister, what are your name?"

"My name is Hu Ling'er! I am a disciple of Lingyin Sect!"

Taoist Luohua said in surprise: "It turns out to be a disciple of Lingyin Sect. No wonder the hidden body is so strange." Then he looked at Ye Feng. "Although this Lingyin Sect is just a small sect, it has their own uniqueness."

, and their elders were invited to enter our Huayumen to practice for ten years!"

"Oh? That's a fate!" Ye Feng said with a smile.

Hu Ling'er, who was standing beside him, said, "The Great Elder said that in terms of hidden body skills, our Lingyin Sect's body skills will definitely rank in Huayu Sect even if it is actually Huayu Sect."

Ye Feng didn't think much about it. Now he is not suitable to learn more. This is not good for him. His spirit is not enough to share so many things. Now he just needs to develop himself wholeheartedly.

It's OK.

Ye Feng's own talent is very powerful. What Ye Feng lacks the most now is time and a way to obtain resources.

Continue walking downward until a completely closed place with a width of about thirty meters. I don’t know how long it took them to dig such a large underground tunnel.

At this time, Hu Ling'er spoke directly to Ye Feng and others: "There is a mechanism here."

After saying that, Hu Ling'er jumped forward and came to the corner and knocked directly at a protruding protrusion on the wall.

Click...

The wall ahead opened and a small door appeared. Ye Feng and others entered it. A bloody smell came to their faces. There was also a heat that stimulated the nerves of Ye Feng and others.

Ye Feng had no expression on his face. As soon as he entered, he saw it as if he was the main hall of a cult. Hundreds of civilians were kneeling there, saying something constantly.

In front of me was a man in red robe sitting upright on a wide chair, with his eyes closed, as if he was in the midst of cultivation.

All around were disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, shouting something, and they were angry. But Ye Feng clearly felt a strange aura. Such an atmosphere was obviously not in the state.

The entry of Ye Feng and others made the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect present stand up and glar at everyone. The man with a red robe with a cultivation level in the Golden Dan realm at the top opened his eyes and looked at Ye Feng and others.

"Who are you? He actually broke into my altar!"

Ye Feng said coldly: "You dare to open an altar here? This is the jurisdiction of our Huayumen. How dare you get involved in this place? Do you take our Huayumen seriously?"

Hearing the identities of Ye Feng and others, the man in red robe sneered: "This Liuyun Galaxy is no longer under your jurisdiction. And this plane is now under our Blood Demon Sect. If I were you

Just leave quickly, otherwise!..."

Before the man could finish his words, Ye Feng spoke. "Kill!"

The third elder and Hua Huang disappeared at the same time. The moment they disappeared, petals began to fall in the entire underground space. Ye Feng also disappeared. Yao Xian sacrificed his flying sword. The four of them had no momentum, but only a few

In a blink of an eye, dozens of disciples of the Blood Demon Sect had fallen to the ground, and their aura was gone.

At this time, Ye Feng had already appeared in front of the man in red robe. The man felt the breath of everyone. His face was pale. "A strong man in Bailing Realm!"

But this was the last sentence he said. At this time, Ye Feng had murderous intent on his face. A bloody golden elixir was held in his hand, and the flames appeared, and the blood on the golden elixir turned into ashes.

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