Hearing the cries for help from his disciples, the red-haired middle-aged man's face was gloomy, his eyes were like electricity, he looked at Ye Fan, and said sharply:

"Bold fanatics, dare to spread wilderness in Zoroastrianism, don't you put me Wei Yong in your eyes?"

As soon as the words fell, the body of Wei Yong, the leader of the Zoroastrian Sect, shook, and an extremely terrifying power was like a volcanic eruption, pressing towards Ye Fan with the power of burning everything.

The temperature around him suddenly increased, the ground cracked and turned to scorched earth, and even the air seemed to boil.

Wei Yong's strength is many times stronger than those two disciples, and the surging internal strength in his body is endless, and he is worthy of being the master of a sect.

"Stinky boy, our sect leader is a monk at the pinnacle of Jindan, don't hurry up and be arrested, and wait for the sect leader to fall!" shouted the axe-wielding monk.

Ye Fan didn't think so when he heard this, he still straightened his spine, and didn't take Wei Yong in his eyes at all.

In terms of cultivation realm, he had just broken through to the realm of Jindan, and Wei Yong was a monk at the peak of Jindan, far superior to him.

However, what Ye Fan condensed was a once-in-a-lifetime immortal golden pill.

Jindan nine products, one product and one heavy sky.

The immortal golden pill is even more above other golden pills, reaching the top, making others unreachable, and even has the ability to fight across borders.

At the beginning on the earth, Mengdie, a female disciple of the seven-grade golden pill condensed in the Water Moon Palace, was defeated by Ye Fan.

Although I don't know how many grades of Jin Dan this Wei Yong condensed, it is absolutely impossible to be stronger than Ye Fan.

On the other side, seeing Ye Fanman's indifferent appearance, Wei Yong was furious.

He is the master of a sect, and he is also a strong man at the peak of Jindan, and he has always regarded himself very highly, where has he been despised like this?

"Stinky boy, you dare to trespass on the mountains behind my sect and kill my disciples, the crime is unforgivable! Today, I will punish you for cutting off your own arm, and you will be reduced to the slavery of my Zoroastrianism, and you will eventually take effect as a dog and horse, and you must not resist!"

Although Wei Yong's voice was not loud, it contained an irresistible will, extremely majestic, like a judge in control.

Faced with such a domineering attitude, Ye Fan's face changed, his eyes were a little colder, and he said in a deep voice:

Obviously, it was your apprentice who made the first move, and I was just defending myself, but now you want to punish me indiscriminately, and you are still unreasonable?"

"Aha......"

Suddenly, Wei Yong seemed to have heard some big joke, and let out a burst of unbridled laughter: "What a naïve boy, are you going to laugh at me to death? In the immortal cultivation world, there has never been any reason at all!"

"Fist is the biggest truth!"

Hearing these words, Ye Fan lowered his head and was silent, with a lot of thoughts in his heart.

He had just descended on the Fire Spirit Star, and he didn't expect to encounter such a dispute.

From this point of view, the Immortal Cultivation Realm admires the naked law of the jungle more than on Earth.

The weak eat the strong, become the king and defeat the villain!

Without strength, how can we talk about dignity?

As a strong person, you have the power to kill and kill the weak.

Although Ye Fan didn't put this Zoroastrian sect leader in his eyes, if he met a stronger Yuan Infant, an incarnated monk, or even a true immortal, now he would not be able to compete even with the help of the power of Beichen Immortal Venerable Wei Lao.

Get stronger!

Gotta get stronger!

A raging flame burned in Ye Fan's heart, it was a desire for strength.

On Earth, he had already reached the top of the mountain, becoming the strongest man in the seven billion, leaving all other warriors behind.

But in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, he was still very weak and had a lot of room for growth.

Only by becoming stronger and becoming an existence at the top of the pyramid can there be hope of rescuing Chu Mengyao from the Water Moon Palace.

......

On the other side, when the axe-wielding monk saw Ye Fan silent, he thought he was scared, and said even more violently: "Stinky boy, what are you still doing? The sect leader is even stronger than you, let alone let you be a slave, even if you are asked to kneel down and lick your feet, you can only do it!"

"Noise!"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, his eyes showed a cold light, and with a slight flick of his fingers, an invisible air arrow shot out from his fingertips, instantly submerging into the eyebrows of the axe-wielding monk.

"Huh!"

The crimson blood flower was like a demonic red lotus, bursting open in the head of the axe-wielding monk.

This monk is only building a foundation and cultivating, and has not yet condensed the primordial spirit, and the most critical head has been blown up, and there is no possibility of survival at all, and the dead cannot die again.

Wei Yong didn't expect Ye Fan to suddenly attack, and when he was caught off guard, he didn't have time to help, so he could only watch his disciple's blood splash on the spot.

The next moment, Wei Yong's face suddenly turned pale, more ugly than eating flies, and he glared at Ye Fan viciously and scolded angrily: "It depends on the master to beat the dog! Stinky boy, you actually killed my disciple under my nose, if I don't kill you today, then I won't be surnamed Wei!"

As soon as the words fell, Wei Yong's clothes were windless and automatic, and his momentum was rising, like a barbarian god from ancient times, even if he stood still quietly, he revealed the ultimate domineering.

"Even if you still want to kill me, you don't weigh your own ability...... I can't help myself!" Ye Fan sneered mercilessly.

"Presumptuous!"

Wei Yong was furious, his eyes were red, obviously he was really angry, and shouted: "Stinky boy, don't think that if you kill my two disciples, you will be able to show off your might in front of me!

Although Ye Fan had just flicked his fingers to kill and showed great strength, in Wei Yong's opinion, Ye Fan was just a pariah from a low-level plane, at best, he had just entered the realm of Jindan, and it was absolutely impossible for him to defeat him.

He has absolute confidence in himself!

The so-called ten moves are conservative, maybe one or two moves will be enough.

The next moment, Wei Yong's hands were on his chest, superimposing a mysterious mark.

"Boom ......"

Suddenly, a dazzling light bloomed in his hands, which was even more dazzling than the sun in the sky, illuminating a radius of 10,000 meters.

After more than half a minute, the light slowly dissipated, and Ye Fan saw the things in front of him clearly.

Looking at it from afar, I saw that between Wei Yong's fingers, there was a jumping yellow flame, although the volume was not large, it contained extremely terrifying energy, and it was extremely unstable, once it exploded, it seemed to be able to burst out with the power to destroy the world, no less than the atomic bomb on the earth.

With the appearance of this yellow flame, the surrounding space was burned and distorted, and even cracks appeared visible to the naked eye, as if everything in the world would be burned into nothingness.

"Hahaha......"

Wei Yong laughed loudly, as if showing off, and said: "Our Fire Spirit Star, among the tens of millions of stars in the Big Dipper Galaxy, is not ranked in the top 100, but the fire element in the Fire Spirit Star is very rich, and it is possible to condense all kinds of heaven and earth fires!

Desert Meteorite, but the strange fire recorded in the "Alien Fire List", ranked ninety-sixth, absorbed the heat of the entire desert, and condensed such a small group, with incredible power! Boy, it is your honor to die under such a strange fire!"

......

Hearing this, Ye Fan nodded silently.

He could feel this desert heart flame, it was indeed a more mysterious fire than Nan Ming's separation from the fire, which brought him great pressure.

However, in this world, there are no garbage exercises, only garbage monks.

Even the simplest move, in the hands of the Supreme Immortal Venerable, can burst out with earth-shattering power.

"Stinky boy, go die!"

Wei Yong let out a loud shout, controlled the Desert Meteoric Heart Flame in his hand, and flew towards Ye Fan.

Everywhere you go, space is annihilated, and a tunnel of death appears high in the sky.

Seeing this shocking supernatural power, Ye Fan still stood in place, not dodging, not moving.

Wei Yong was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and then there was endless anger in his heart, he never expected Ye Fan to be so big.

However, when he thought about it, Ye Fan's actions were no different from suicide.

"Okay, stinky boy, since you are looking for death, then wait for the desert heartburn to be burned and there are no bones left!"

A few seconds later.

Seeing that the desert meteorite was about to hit Ye Fan.

At this moment, Ye Fan suddenly opened his mouth, as if he regarded the extremely terrifying yellow flame as some wonderful delicacy.

"I swallow!"

Under Wei Yong's incredulous eyes, Ye Fan directly swallowed the desert meteoric flame.