Wang Qifu stayed in the Kunlun Cultivation Realm for five days before leaving, and many people had already seen that his cultivation had been promoted to the peak of foundation building in a short period of time. Needless to say, he has gained a lot of benefits from Ye Qinghan on this trip. Moreover, the dozens of academy masters who traveled with him also obtained various pills, and when he was leaving, Ye Qinghan even ordered the exercises and resources collected from the three major sects of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm to be taken out for them to choose at will.

It's just that when Wang Qifu left, there was not much joy on his face, but he looked a little lost and unwilling. Now whether it is the Canglong Group or Ye Qinghan personally, its strength has greatly exceeded his expectations, and in Wang Qifu's view, the Canglong Group has been able to assume the responsibility of guarding the entire Huaxia. Therefore, Wang Qifu wanted to hand over the entire academy to Ye Qinghan's hands, and he took a back seat.

As soon as his proposal came out, it was rejected by Ye Qinghan. He was thinking about who would be in charge of the Canglong Group after he left, and now he handed over such a big stall from the academy to him, how could he accept it?

Wang Qifu, who was moving forward with his head bored, suddenly felt a burst of heartbeat, and suddenly looked up and looked ahead, and saw that outside the exit of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm, there were densely packed with monks in robes, and a rough count showed that there were hundreds of people.

These people looked indifferent, their eyes were indifferent, and they were walking towards the formation. Wang Qifu could see at a glance that he was not good, and he knew that with the strength of himself and others, he couldn't deal with these people at all. So he made a quick decision and led everyone back quickly.

"Dean Wang, I haven't seen you for a long time! When you see an old acquaintance, don't you plan to say hello before leaving?" A cold figure came from the crowd on the other side, and when Wang Qifu raised his eyes, he saw Murong Jin with a gloomy face.

Where will Wang Qifu stay, not only did he not answer, but he sped at a faster speed in the direction where Ye Qinghan was.

"A monk in the foundation building period, in front of the seniors, don't you even have the basic etiquette? In front of the old man, do you think you can escape?" An old voice came into Wang Qifu's ears at the same time, and he felt a great feeling

Because the sharp aura suddenly came from behind, he could only stop when he felt extremely dangerous. The long sword in his hand danced out of a sword net, guarding himself so impenetrable that he didn't even have time to look at what the breath was coming from.

There were two soft sounds, but in Wang Qifu's ears, it was like thunder, and he felt that the long sword had been broken into several pieces as soon as his hand was light. At this moment, he had already seen a snow-bright flying sword light, but it was already too late, because this sword light had already reached the range of less than three feet in front of him.

"My life is at rest!" Wang Qifu sighed in his heart when he was shocked.

"Ding!" There was another soft sound, and a cyan light shield appeared in front of Wang Qifu, blocking the flying sword from the outside. Cold sweat fell from Wang Qifu's forehead, and then he remembered that he had the jade pendant that Ye Qinghan gave him not long ago.

"Can a small magic weapon block the magic of Jin Dan Zhenren? Ignorant and stupid people are simply a joke!" The old man's voice came again, and the flying sword flew around Wang Qifu at great speed, and the pale golden light instantly completely enveloped Wang Qifu. The scenery in front of him changed, and Wang Qifu fell into a fantasy in the blink of an eye, only to feel as if he had entered a desolate world, and his eyes were full of terrifying beasts that were not even recorded in ancient books......

Seeing Wang Qifu standing in place in a daze, with a look of horror on his face, the group laughed. The old voice came from the mouth of the first old man with a young face, who had white hair, but his face looked as smooth as that of a young man, his eyes were black and shining, and his mouth was full of neat white teeth, as if he had been rejuvenated.

"The Great Elder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect is here, why don't you hurry up and notify the ignorant child to come and kneel down to greet him?" Murong Jin glanced at the old man with a little flattery on his face, his eyes turned arrogantly to several academy members who looked suspicious, and snorted loudly and coldly.

The people of the academy glanced at each other, let out a long roar in unison, and two of them quickly broke away from the team and headed towards the depths of the Kunlun Cultivation Realm. But as soon as they took a few steps, they felt a flower in front of them, as if something was passing in front of them. Subconsciously turned around, only to realize that Ye Qinghan didn't know anything

At that time, he had already stood in front of Wang Qifu, and was looking at Murong Jin and the others with faint eyes.

After all, Wang Qifu and the others couldn't understand how powerful the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage were, if they shouted when they met Murong Jin and the others, they were afraid that Ye Qinghan would have already arrived at that time.

Ye Qinghan's appearance, everyone in the Kunlun Immortal Sect was shocked, and jumped up suddenly like a cat that had been stepped on its tail. They were still laughing arrogantly just now, looking at Wang Qifu with mockery and abuse in their eyes, but in the blink of an eye, there was one more person in front of them.

They didn't know how this person appeared, and the moment they appeared, the flying sword that surrounded Wang Qifu was easily grasped by him. Very casually pointed at Wang Qifu's eyebrows, and he was deeply immersed in the environment, and in the next moment, his eyes returned to clarity.

Among these hundreds of monks, there are enough twenty or thirty of them who are cultivators in the Jindan stage, and they can suddenly appear unnoticed, either because the exercises are incomparably magical, or the cultivation has far surpassed them.

When they felt the implicit aura on Ye Qinghan's body, they were shocked for a while, and they had completely confirmed that Ye Qinghan's cultivation was by no means as simple as the middle stage of Jindan. While retreating rapidly, almost everyone looked at Murong Jin, Yuan Youran and the others with resentful eyes, because this erroneous information was provided by them.

"Ye Qinghan, what kind of hatred do I have with you in the Kunlun Cultivation Realm, you are so vicious, destroying my homeland and killing my disciples?" Murong solemnly calmed down and shouted loudly.

"Kunlun Immortal Sect is the backbone of my Huaxia monks, in order to let us and others kill each other and consume our strength, Elder Jia Xu came forward to mediate the conflict between the two parties, you actually dared to sneak attack and kill his old man, at that time, did you think that you would face the anger of Kunlun Immortal Sect?" Yuan Youran slapped Kunlun Immortal Sect on the back when he scolded Ye Qinghan. I thought that if the Kunlun Immortal Sect was offered so high, this group of people would be very useful. glanced back expectantly, but found that the faces of those people in the Kunlun Immortal Sect had changed one by one, and there was a faint sense of shame in the eyes that looked at him.

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