"Get out!" The robes hunted, the power of a roar was like shaking the world, the black hair danced wildly, like a demon god and like an emperor roaring, the whole island shook violently, causing everyone here to be unable to stand firm at all and almost fell to the ground, the disciples of Yunxiao Pavilion all sat on the ground softly, and their hearts were almost shattered by Ye Yun's roar.

The clouds and mist shattered, the demonic beasts and demon beasts on the island were all kneeling on the ground, and they couldn't bear this kind of coercion at all, the old man was closest to Ye Yun, and immediately the seven holes were bleeding, and the bones of the whole body were about to collapse in an instant, and he left the Five Elements Sect Island with his disciples without even looking back.

Even Mu Zhong saw that his grandson's strength was so strong that he could make the enemy escape with a roar, and he didn't need to make a move at all, the enemy was instantly broken, he almost fell down just now, and there was a look of relief in his old eyes, hearing Ye Yun's words just now, it seemed that he was not ready to go back to Yunxiao Pavilion to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors, I don't know why, he had a trace of happiness in his heart.

The son disappeared, the family was destroyed, if even his last spiritual pillar was left from him, he didn't know if there was anything that could support him standing here, Jian Feng came to his side, helped him to the martial arts training ground, his eyes raised slightly, and in an instant he seemed to see Mu Zhantian's back, heroic, majestic, and domineering.

"Grandpa, don't be afraid, I will bring my father back, and then the family will be reunited. Ye Yun saw the moistness in Mu Zhong's eyes, and he also understood the kind of pain that Mu Zhong had endured over the years, he couldn't tell anyone, he could only bury it in his heart, bear it alone, suffer alone, he was also very heartbroken, and tried to make himself smile.

"I understand, I understand, my grandson has grown up, I can take a good look at your back, I'm very happy. Mu Zhong's white hair is pale, and the back of his rough hand is constantly wiping the tears that fall from the corners of his eyes, this is tears of joy, the little guy slowly holds Mu Zhong's palm, revealing a sun-like smile, which makes people feel very warm, he seems to be the son of the sun, bringing all the laughter.

In order to dilute these emotions, many people sat together tonight, all of them drank heartily, even Mu Zhong was drinking with a ruddy face, when the banquet was halfway through, Ye Yun was called outside by the two brothers Jianfeng, the three of them were walking slowly in the dense forest in the island, a majestic war horse galloped past, the brilliance was dazzling, it was Ye Yun's war horse, put it here and stocked it everywhere, recalling its original wildness, to put it bluntly, there was no time to manage.

"Did you hear anything in the Ethereal Immortal Mansion in the afternoon?" Ye Yun gently stroked the satin-like mane on the war horse's body with his palm, the battle armor on his body had faded, and he was running around, and at the same time asked the two people around him, the reason why he didn't see them in the afternoon was to go to the Ethereal Immortal Mansion, saying that he was going out to relax.

"Yunxiao Pavilion came to the Ethereal Immortal Mansion to propose marriage, saying that it was to let the pavilion master's favorite disciple marry the daughter of Murong Chief, Murong Qing. Jian Feng howled at the wolf in the dense forest, startling the birds, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction in his heart, as if he was very interested in this Murong Qing, although he had not met at all, but since he was Murong Feng's daughter, he must be a national color and heavenly fragrance.

"Do you need this? we can also propose to the Ethereal Immortal Mansion, and then you will be the master of the Ethereal Immortal Mansion, this title seems to be quite good." Ye Yun smiled slightly, now he only stored the Sea Spirit Dance and the Holy Smoke Rain in his heart, as well as Yue Cai'er, who was constantly reflected in his heart, and shook his head, I don't know what is going on recently, and the faces of the three of them always appear.

"I'm rubbing, the beautiful and beautiful girls were all snatched away by you, and my brother is not bad...... No, what did you just say, I'm a colt, you're not kidding. Jian Feng couldn't wait to kick dozens of legs directly on Ye Yun's buttocks, and the cabbage was arched to this pig, but Ye Yun's words became more and more interesting, and at the end, he said loudly with a red face.

"I'll just say it casually, but if you really want it, you can do it, but it's all up to you. Ye Yun glanced at Jian Feng and shook his hand quickly, this action made Jian Feng disheartened, but the latter sentence made him excited.

"However, I heard that this little apprentice of the Pavilion Master of the Cloud Pavilion is the most talented, and now he is only twenty years old, and he is already the strength of the third-level honorable rank, basically he can be proud of the others, and there is still a lot of room for improvement, and it is rumored that the position of the Pavilion Master is his. Jian Chen took what Jian Feng didn't finish just now, and Ye Yun also looked over with a hint of surprise, not surprised by the person in Jian Chen's mouth, but surprised by Jian Chen's tone, when did he become so serious, usually with a big mouth.

"I'll rub, that dog's leg, I just didn't like him in the afternoon, he dragged it like twenty-five or eighty-thousand, Lao Tzu couldn't help but want to freeze him directly with a magic!"

The current Jian Feng is a powerhouse of the Xuan Rank, he can reach this level at such an age, I don't know how many times he has paid the price of being close to death to be able to obtain it, he is stronger than the little disciples of the Pavilion Master of the Cloud Pavilion I don't know how many times, it is not the pills that are piled up, but relying on his own strength to climb step by step.

It's just that the more you go to the back, the more difficult it is to improve the level, now Jian Feng is a third-level Xuan rank powerhouse, but his strength is already incomparably strong, and it seems that he is just twenty years old this year, it seems that the brothers and friends around Ye Yun are all strong to the point that they are even famous on the battlefield, and they are a group of teams composed of killing gods.

There must be someone in the Ethereal Immortal Mansion to help these people, because there are formations between the islands, if you walk wrong, you will get lost, so someone must have guided them to come, in fact, this will not make Ye Yun feel difficult, because he also has a formation, the Purple Spirit Psychedelic Array, which is definitely able to trap countless people inside.

At this moment, in a cave in the Ethereal Immortal Mansion, there is a faint sandalwood fragrance circulating in the cave, which can make people calm down, and there is a middle-aged man sitting on the main seat, wearing green clothes, his beard is as black as ink, his sword eyebrows are starry, and he is holding a book in his left hand, his eyes are like a deep pool, and he is bottomless, as if there are endless stars, shining brightly.

Although he did not exude a trace of aura, his face was as white as jade, like a scholar, elegant and extraordinary, very delicate, if he knew his identity, he would be shocked, this is the head of the Ethereal Immortal Mansion, Murong Feng, don't look at his current appearance, this is cultivating the body and mind to a more profound point, and it is also an existence standing at the top of the Spirit Continent.

Under Murong Feng's left hand sat a handsome and extraordinary young man, his eyes were like stars, his eyebrows were in his temples, his hair was heroic, he was wearing a pure white robe, his handsome cheeks were smiling gently, he was wearing a purple and gold crown, his hair was tied up, and an old man was also sitting on the chair next to him.

The young man's name is Jun Wu, he is the youngest disciple of the Pavilion Master of Yunxiao Pavilion, and he also has high hopes, and his talent is excellent, and the age of twenty is the strength to enter the Zun Rank, although he cannot stand at the peak of the continent, but he is definitely a top-notch existence in the younger generation, and he must be able to take on the position of Pavilion Master before the age of thirty.

"Head Murong, I hope you can agree to this family matter, this is a good opportunity to promote both sides, Jun Wu has good talent, and he is absolutely compatible with Ling Qianjin. The old man was wearing a black and white robe, slowly opened his eyes, it seemed to have the bright brilliance of the stars, his voice came out with an old voice, and there was a hint of respect in his tone, Murong Feng was a figure in the same realm as the pavilion master, and he needed their respect.