The appearance of the immortal gate made the sound in the sea rise higher than the tide, and gradually, the wild cry was already rippling to He Yifei's ears, making him feel a little deafening.

After waiting for about half an hour, a team of majestic figures entered the sight of He Yifei and the others. Of course, what can really conquer everyone is the existence of the desolate ancient beasts in the queue.

I saw that above the wide passage, a group of worldly masters riding huge beasts appeared. The old man in the lead sat with his eyes closed on a Qingluan with a wingspan of more than ten meters.

That Qingluan, just by flapping its wings at will, can make it glide more than ten meters away. However, it seems to enjoy the feeling of being admired, and it slows down its progress.

The old man sitting on top of Qingluan, although he was already full of white hair, was full of red and full of energy, and his first feeling was that he was amiable. Under the background of that simple clothes, he was like a dusty immortal, and he did not show a trace of frivolity because of the restlessness of the sea of people.

Behind that Qingluan, there were more than a dozen giant beasts following, including many fierce lions and tigers. Even, at the end of the line, there is a graceful girl who uses the snow deer as a mount.

However, to be able to make these ferocious beasts live in such peace, I am afraid that only the Spirit Beast Mountain Purple Immortal Cave in the Immortal Gate can have this extraordinary ability.

After a cursory glance at the lineup of this team, He Yifei's gaze was attracted by the girl at the end.

This girl is similar to herself in terms of age, but when she is young, she can become a member of this team. It seems that she must also have outstanding talents, so she can be fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple by Spirit Beast Mountain.

However, the strength of the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain was completely determined by the strength of the beasts they could control. Compared to those bloodthirsty Flood Ancient Beasts, the herbivore beasts with gentle temperaments were easier to be manipulated by disciples with low cultivation.

Judged from this, He Yifei guessed that the girl at the back of this team was just a newly promoted disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain. Possibly, she just graduated a year before herself.

"When will I have the ability to control a desolate ancient beast like Qingluan!"

Zebuto's muttering voice in his ears gently drifted into He Yifei's mind, and he was actually in a trance, and he was brought back to reality.

"Zebuto, it seems that you haven't entered the Spirit Beast Mountain yet, right?"

Hearing Ze Buto's complaints, He Yifei's head couldn't help but slide down a black line.

"My biggest dream is to enter the Spirit Beast Mountain Purple Immortal Cave. Look at them, how majestic they are!"

Zebuto said with envy on his face, but his gaze never left the green luan.

"Being able to enter the Spirit Beast Mountain Purple Immortal Cave is the dream of many people? It's a pity, we don't know if we can have that kind of qualification?" He Yifei's eyes were still wandering on those wild beasts, but his mouth couldn't help but grumble.

"Yifei, if I can enter the Spirit Beast Mountain, I will definitely drive a Flood Desolate Ancient Beast that is stronger than Qingluan to meet you in the future!

"Zebhutto, I'm sure you'll make it happen. After all, in the past ten years, you have been outstanding, and you have all achieved excellent results in the lesson plans and assessment standards formulated by Spirit Beast Mountain, in my opinion, you must have been noticed by Spirit Beast Mountain!" He Yifei sincerely blessed his friend.

While the two were chatting, the team of the Spirit Beast Mountain had already reached the road directly in front of the platform. At this time, the arrogant posture of the Young King and the others was also completely seen by the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain.

"This year's Young King, he actually doesn't know how to be polite! Could it be that the existence of Spirit Beast Mountain is something that ordinary people like them can neglect?" A young man riding on top of a colorful tiger, his eyes like fire, glared angrily at the Young King on the platform.

"It's just a group of ignorant children, Senior Brother Lu Fan, why are you angry about these trivial matters?" Seeing the angry appearance of his junior brother, the young man who was riding on top of the male lion and parallel to him began to speak to soothe his emotions.

"Senior Brother Langyan, look at it, he is also the young king of the slums, how does this young king of the Northeast District do? As a person, you should be humble and low-key, otherwise, sooner or later you will pay a painful price because of your arrogance!" Lu Fan said, his head was already turned to the other side, and he nodded towards the young king of the Northeast District who was standing on the platform.

"Since you have this kind of thought, you might as well put it after the Qingle Ceremony, and then teach that arrogant boy a good lesson!" Lang Yan shook his head helplessly, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"Hmph! Those who want me Lu Fan to teach a lesson must first be qualified to enter the Spirit Beast Mountain Purple Immortal Cave!" Lu Fan said, his legs exerted a slight force, and he vaguely pinched the abdomen of the tiger under him.

"Roar!"

The fierce tiger's abdomen shook, as if it understood its master's intentions, and with a big turn of its head, it let out an angry roar towards the platform where the young king Lin Zeyu was.

"Ahh

Feeling a bloodthirsty breath erupting from the tiger's mouth, the nearest poor people trembled with fright and instinctively retreated.

At this time, the young king who was sitting on the platform also sensed that the tiger's hostility was aimed at him. However, with a firm mind, not only was he not shocked by the momentum of the fierce tiger's outburst, but instead gave his master, Lu Fan, a provocative look.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" Seeing the other party's gaze, Lu Fan could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, at this moment, he actually had the idea of rushing to the platform and smashing the young king.

"Lu Fan!"

Lu Fan just wanted to drive the tiger out of the queue, but there was a dull rebuke in his mind, and this familiar voice came from the elder who led the team this time-Lu Chan. In the next second, Lu Fan had to forcibly suppress his anger, and bowed his head to the old man above Qingluan to admit his mistake.

The Young King couldn't help but feel proud in his heart when he saw the Spirit Beast Mountain disciple who was staring at him wilt. He knew that the Xianmen lived in seclusion in the wilderness, pretentious, and would never act recklessly against the ordinary people in the Sifang City.

However, the young king was too arrogant, and he had already guessed that the young man was just an old man who was afraid of leading the team, so he became settled. Therefore, he cast a provocative look at the old man above the green luan.

The old man who was sitting on top of Qingluan with his eyes closed, although he still maintained a calm posture, he had already sensed the young king's inch. However, the Spirit Beast Mountain Purple Immortal Cave is among the immortal sects, and it is also one of the few famous ancient sects, how can it endure the repeated provocations of others.

"Humph!"

An angry snort suddenly exploded in the young king's mind, and this majestic sound made the young young king have no power to resist.

"Bang!"

The young king's eyes were dull, his body was already uncontrollable, and he fell straight on the platform.

"Boss!"

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

The teenagers sitting around the Young King were also shocked by his strange behavior, and they hurriedly shook the Young King's body and called out to him.

"Uh, I'm fine!" The awakened young king, recalling the previous moment, suddenly rose with endless fear in his heart, at this moment, he didn't dare to get up and face the people of the Spirit Beast Mountain.

Everything that the young king went through, Lu Fan naturally saw it all. At this time, not only was his anger gone, but a trace of schadenfreude rose in his heart.

"I deserve it!"

Lu Fan couldn't help but let out a mockery, and his face was also full of satisfaction. Then he held his head high and continued to enjoy the awe-struck admiration.