Above the white clouds.

The Lord of the sacred wind sword sect froze in the air with a teacup.

He thought that Bai Chunfeng was a natural pride at least. His cultivation was much higher than that of Mo Ying. Even if he was defeated, he could fight for 300 rounds and then decide the outcome.

But as a result, Bai Chunfeng lost a few rounds.

This gap is too big, isn't it?

The Lord of sacred wind sword sect was speechless.

Ye Feng smiled.

Moying's strength, he is still very assured.

In the first battle of the same level, few people can win her. Although Moying's cultivation is not high now, when she becomes a high-level practitioner, she will definitely become one of the top combat forces of the ethereal sect.

"Just a fluke!"

Although he was happy, Ye Feng still looked very low-key and didn't show any pride.

In mid air.

"I lost!"

Bai Chunfeng put his sword back into its sheath, stepped back a few steps, avoided the icy sword tip, and arched his hand to the ink warbler.

"Yes."

Mo Ying nodded and turned away.

A message spread quickly.

"Big news!"

"Bai Chunfeng, 18th in the Tianjiao list, challenged the ink warbler, 45th in the Tianjiao list, and lost after three rounds!"

"Mo Ying was ranked 18th in the Tianjiao list, Bai Chunfeng fell 19th, the original 19th to 44th fell by one, and other rankings remained unchanged for the time being."

"What? "Is the ink warbler so powerful?"

"She deserves to be the first true disciple of the ethereal sect. This woman is so terrible!"

People from various forces talked about it one after another.

A day later.

Ethereal peak, under the golden willow.

[sect reputation value + 34752]

[sect reputation value + 67363]

……

Listening to the prompt sound in his ear, Ye Feng was very happy.

The duel between Mo Ying and Bai Chunfeng has brought hundreds of thousands of prestige values to the ethereal sect, and it is still rising. The effect is extraordinary and gratifying.

"There should be more competition like this."

Ye Feng said.

He sat on a rattan chair with a leisurely face.

Now Moying has been promoted to the 18th place. Huo Yunjie, Qiao Jiaxi, long Tianxing, Ji Ziling and other disciples are full of energy. They are all riveted to practice in isolation and are ready to impact a higher ranking.

Library.

Ji Ziling crossed her knees on the futon and explained to the dozens of second-generation disciples sitting on the futon below the essence of the cultivation of root bone potential and the problems that would arise in the process.

"Have you learned?"

Half an hour later, Ji Ziling asked.

"Slightly understand."

"I will, but I forget."

Some of the second generation disciples nodded and others shook their heads.

In the crowd.

Wang Xuanping lowered his head and frowned.

"It's strange that other people's qualifications are not as good as me. Why can they understand it? But whenever I want to remember the content of this auxiliary skill, I somehow forget..."

She was depressed.

No matter how she remembers, even if she tries to write with a pen, she will forget everything once she recalls the content of the skill.

"Elder martial sister, can you explain it to me again?" After hesitating for a while, Wang Xuanping did not believe in evil and took the initiative to consult Ji Ziling.

"No problem!"

Ji Ziling had the style of a "meritorious elder" and immediately gave a detailed explanation.

However, when listening, Wang Xuanping understood, but when she was ready to practice, she found that she had forgotten everything.

"This... Is speechless!"

Wang Xuanping's anger broke out.

"Younger martial brother, have you learned?" After Ji Ziling explained, he said to Wang Xuanping.

She didn't know that the person in front of her seemed to be a man, but in fact, her soul was a woman.

"Elder martial sister, I know something." Wang Xuanping bowed his head silently and pretended to understand.

"Then keep trying!"

Ji Ziling patted Wang Xuanping on the shoulder, which made the latter feel more depressed.

Not far away.

Ye Feng looked at the scene and couldn't help laughing.

"The Soul Eater undercover also wants to remember the auxiliary skill deduced by our leader himself? Oh, dream! "

He shrugged his shoulders.

Looking at the holy form that is still 20 days away from the sight, Ye Feng's eyes twinkle and a cold awn appears.

"When the form of the Holy Spirit cools down, we begin to follow the vine and feel the melon to see what the Soul Eater behind Wang Xuanping wants to do!"

He made a decision.

Ethereal sect, everything is as usual.

Spirit beast platform.

Brother Ping Tou is sleeping on his stomach. His eyebrows are full of displeasure. He seems to be angry by something.

Suddenly, it opened its eyes.

On the spirit beast stage.

Other spirit beasts turned into human shapes, knelt on the ground, suspended a light mass the size of a thumb on their forehead, with a mysterious smell lingering on their bodies, which seemed very sacred.

Brother Ping tou found that the same light mass was suspended in the center of his eyebrows, and he was about to slap it away.

But the next moment, a lot of exciting information poured into my mind.

"Demon emperor formula... After training, the combat power is unparalleled!"

This is the message that brother Pingtou received in his mind.

Unparalleled combat power... Invincible fighting?

Brother Pingtou mends his brain by himself.

Then he laughed excitedly and began to practice this ancient skill.

"Ding, all spirit beasts are practicing the demon emperor formula hard. When they practice collectively, the speed is doubled!"

Hearing the system prompt, Ye Feng was stunned.

He remembered that not all the spirit beasts were on the spirit beast platform.

For example, the thousand faced demon "changeable beast" who has been closed recently has been hiding in the cave of the southern foothills.

"The spirit beast platform can pass skills to spirit beasts across the air. When all spirit beasts are practicing the demon emperor formula, they can quickly enter the state and double the speed of cultivation."

The system explained.

"I see!" Ye Feng's eyes lit up.

The spirit beast platform itself has a five fold increase in cultivation speed, plus the double increase in simultaneous cultivation of skills, up to ten times.

This speed is terrible!

He turned his head and looked at the spirit beast platform.

All the spirit beasts are practicing hard.

Their bodies exude strong demon yuan power, which superimposes on each other to form a close connection and can defend automatically.

In this case, even if a foreign enemy attacks, the demon yuan force can take the initiative to kill the enemy.

Ye Feng no longer pays attention to the spirit beast.

He pinched his hands and let out ten curtains of light in front of him.

This is the picture of level I, level II and level III secret territory. Each picture corresponds to a team.

A generation of disciples such as Qiao Jiaxi, Shi Lei and long Tianxing led a team of ten people to experience in them.

All the disciples of this generation are in Juyuan territory and have high combat power at the same level.

Led by them, the disciples entered the level-1 and level-2 secret territories to practice, and there was almost no danger.

"Most of the disciples practice in the Juling tower and the cultivation tower. A small number of elite disciples enter the ancient battlefield of the Lingyuan world. The spirit beasts are practicing hard. It's really a good time."

Ye Feng sat on the couch, drinking happy water and looking at the ten light curtains. He found that the second generation of disciples were following the first generation of disciples such as Qiao Jiaxi and long Tianxing to fight with strange animals.

Because they are mainly in the primary and secondary battlefields, with the help of a generation of disciples at juyuanjing level, it is almost a horizontal push.

At this time, Ye Feng found something different.

In the picture.

A group of second generation disciples are besieging a high demon soldier level monster with a strong breath.

Xu was under great pressure. The strange beast suddenly broke through the bottleneck and stepped into the list of semi-shaped monsters.

Then a pale silver glow emerged and wrapped it.

The next moment, it escapes into the void and disappears.

Not only did Wang Ping'an and ten second-generation disciples lead the team, but Ye Feng also looked at a loss.

"What's going on? Doesn't it mean that it's impossible for an alien to break through to the semi formed level in the first-class battlefield? "

Ye Feng scratched his head.

He disappeared in a flash. When he reappeared, he had come to the mountain stone chamber of the Lingyuan world and stood in front of the huge portal.