It didn't take long for the results of the Battle of Huangzhou to spread, sweeping through the remaining thirteen Daozhou like a storm.

"I'll it! Xuantian Sect's Ye Junlin is actually a Mahayana realm cultivator? Even the eighteen Venerables sent by the Feather Sect were killed by him? ”

"What? An army of millions of monks wiped out? What a sin!! My brother is still in there! Hey, it seems that my sister-in-law can only be handed over to me to take care of......"

"With such a thirst for killing, the white-haired old devil will be punished by heaven! He is simply the number one executioner in the Eastern Regions! ”

All over Florida, you can see monks with sad faces, chanting sutras for the souls of the dead in the distance.

The Hanging Temple, which was originally with great fanfare, was silent after learning the news.

And in a certain attic in Lingzhou, there was an unbelievable exclamation.

"Impossible! The natives of that barren state are so strong?! I'm afraid this is the reincarnation and recultivation of the power of the fairy world, right?! ”

Xue Tianyi's fierce movement was interrupted again, and after hearing the report of his subordinates when he was angry, his evil face was full of astonishment.

The guard said bitterly: "Young master, it's true. ”

Xue Tianyi was really frightened, his back was chilled, fortunately he didn't do it that day, otherwise even his father wouldn't be able to save him!

"Quick, find a few more female cultivators for Ben Gongzi, Ben Gongzi will be shocked!"

"Huh??"

"Why are you still stunned? Can't understand people? If you are told to go, you will go! Otherwise, pull your wife over to make up the numbers! ”

Hear the words.

The guard looked flustered, and hurriedly retreated in fright, he didn't want his old lady to be tortured to death by Xue Tianyi.

Xue Tianyi exhaled heavily, and viciously threw himself on the bed to continue cultivating.

Inside the curtains, the howl of killing pigs sounded again.

At this time, upon hearing the news of the defeat, the entire Feather Sect fell into a huge shock, and both the disciples and the elders felt extremely incredible.

How many years have it been, and this is the first time that Yuhuamen has lost a foreign war, right?

Especially the death of the eighteen core elders, this has undoubtedly shaken the foundation of the sect!

You must know that each of them has the power of life and death over the people below, and they are like gods in the sect on weekdays, and their status is high.

As a result, this time it's all gone!

Bang Bang Bang!

The death knell rang and echoed in the sky.

The atmosphere inside the sect was depressing, and sobs sounded everywhere,

"You, what you said is true?"

In the True Legend Palace, Chen Xiao, who was originally recuperating from his injuries, was struck by lightning, and his body staggered to his feet, his eyes full of horror.

"Holy Son! The old man's words are true! Now that this matter has spread in the Eastern Regions, our Yuhuamen has lost completely this time! ”

Law Enforcement Hall Mo Lao's eyes were red, and he cried.

Chen Xiao staggered back, sat on the ground, and said with a bleak smile: "Ye Junlin, you are so scheming, you are obviously already a Mahayana, but you are concealing your cultivation, are you deliberately playing tricks on this holy son?" ”

He originally thought that if he worked hard to cultivate to the Merge Realm, he would have the capital to compete with Ye Junlin.

But I didn't expect that reality would give him a slap in the face so quickly!

That guy is not a combination, but Mahayana!

"Holy Son, don't be discouraged, that white-haired old demon is an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, otherwise how could there be such a profound cultivation? You are still young, it is too early, Mahayana is the end for him, but for you, it is the stage that must be passed! ”

"After all, you have the appearance of becoming an immortal!!"

Seeing that Chen Xiao was depressed, Mo Lao hurriedly spoke out and encouraged.

Chen Xiao's gloomy eyes gradually brightened, "That's right, this Holy Son is going to become an immortal in the future!" How can you just throw in the towel? Isn't it the Mahayana realm? Sooner or later, I'll be able to break through! ”

"That's right!"

Mo Lao nodded.

Suddenly, Chen Xiao seemed to have made some kind of decision, gritted his teeth and said, "Elder Mo, please inform the above, I decided to refine that Yang Thing in advance, just to improve my cultivation and strength as soon as possible!" ”

"What? Holy Son, you are going to ...... now" Mo Lao's face was full of shock, and he almost suspected that his ears had misheard.

That thing to the sun, called the sun true fire, is rumored to be millions of years ago from the sky fell down, making Qingzhou thousands of miles away, the people are not living, at that time many powers wanted to subdue it, but was burned by the hot sun true fire, just at a loss, in the end, it was the ancestor of the Yuhua Sect who made a move, and sealed the sun true fire with great divine power in the depths of the forbidden land of the sect.

It wasn't until Chen Xiao, who was carrying the body of the Sun Immortal, appeared, that the high-level of the sect remembered that this Yang object was suitable for Chen Xiao's use.

However, because the power of this thing is too domineering, even if it is very compatible with the Sun Immortal Body, due to Chen Xiao's current cultivation is not enough, he can only postpone the refining.

In the eyes of the sect, at least you have to reach the Mahayana realm before you can rest assured that you can hand it over to Chen Xiao for refining!

Because when refining, it will be very painful and difficult!

If you cultivate to a higher level, you will alleviate this feeling and be more sure of success, but if you fail, you will definitely die!

Now, Chen Xiao, who has not yet merged into the physical realm, actually took the initiative to refine the Sun True Fire, which made Mo Lao feel very embarrassed.

After all, Chen Xiao has been a superlative existence in Yuhuamen for millions of years, and his talent and physique are the best candidates to become immortals in the future.

If there is any accident in this, the gains outweigh the losses!

"Holy Son, the old man understands your feelings, but you better calm down......"

"Mo Lao! Trust me! I just want to be stronger now, the true fire of the sun is prepared for me, this is a predestined thing in the dark! ”

Chen Xiao's eyes were firm, and he said word by word: "This holy son, you want to be reborn in Nirvana!" ”

Infected by the young man's faith, Mo Lao's heart was greatly shaken, his eyes showed deep admiration, and he sighed: "Okay, the old man will report it truthfully, and please prepare the Holy Son psychologically." ”

Looking at the back of Mo Lao leaving, Chen Xiao sat cross-legged on the futon again, his thoughts were clear, and he had a feeling of not breaking or standing, and he would be born after death.

In his mind, recalling the red-clothed shadow, Chen Xiao felt a kind of shame of being defeated in his heart, a look of resentment appeared on his face, and he said coldly: "Next time, this Holy Son will take your life!" ”

If you want to solve the problem of killing your father's enemy, you must first start by killing his apprentice!

The matter of the Battle of Huangzhou caused a stir in the Eastern Regions, and the status of Xuantian Sect soared wildly, not only officially located in one of the top ten immortal gates, but also successfully broke into the top five.

And Ye Junlin, naturally, his prestige has skyrocketed, and after all kinds of good deeds, what white-haired old devil, white-haired god-killer, white devil, Ye devil and other nicknames are all on his head.

His murderous name is widely spread, and when his prestige is mentioned in the middle of the night, even the crying baby has to stop crying!

After all, the slaughter of an army of millions of monks, the death of countless Jindan Yuan Babies in his hands, what kind of god combination is also well documented, even the Mahayana realm, known as the Venerable, there are enough eighteen falls.

With such a terrible and terrifying record, who dares to think on the bright side?

There was a lot of discussion in the fourteen states of the Eastern Regions, and countless forces were in awe of Ye Junlin!

At the same time, they couldn't help but look at the Feather Gate, wanting to see how the Feather Gate would react to the outside world.

But what is surprising is that the Feather Gate may have really broken its muscles and bones because of this attrition, so it did not take the next step to retaliate.

……

Three months later.

Xuantian Sect, Ethereal Peak.

The sun is shining high and the birds are squeaking.

Ye Junlin wore sunglasses, sat comfortably on the recliner, picked up a goblet made of thousand-year-old glass, and said in a pretentious tone: "M."

Red, please give me a cup of '82 Lafite~"

"Okay, Mr. Ye." Red Chiba seemed to be used to it, his face was very calm, he stretched out his hand to his chest, bent down slightly, and then wearing white gloves, he took out a bottle made of obsidian, and slowly poured red liquid into the goblet.

The red liquid smells mellow and fascinating.

This is made from 10,000-year-old blood grapes, which is very good for the practitioner's body.

Ye Junlin took a sip lightly, with an intoxicated look on his face, and exclaimed, "Yo Xi, Ve."

yGood！！ ”

Hong Chiba's expression was calm, and he said in his heart: "Yes, I'm crazy again, this guy is really sick in the brain, when will this sad day be the end." ”

He was speechless about Ye Junlin's behavior, but he was forced to be obscene. Wei can only obediently cooperate with the performance.

Ye Junlin didn't pay attention to Hong Qianye's eyes that seemed to be mentally retarded, at this time he shook the red wine glass, closed his eyes and hummed a small tune in his mouth, immersed in his own world.

At this time, the system prompt sounded, [Ding, the number of check-ins today has been refreshed, may I ask if the host has checked in?] 】

"Check-in."

Ye Junlin's heart moved, and he said silently.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for the explosion of character and obtaining the supreme-level mount! ] 】

Jingling!

The glass fell to the ground, and a puddle of red wine spilled on the ground.

"In vain!" Hong Chiba was startled, and hurriedly bent down and lowered his head reflexively, thinking that it was because of his own reasons, causing the dissatisfaction of the silver-haired young man in front of him.

But Ye Junlin's mind was all on the reward, he was a little short of breath, and asked secretly anxiously: "Tongzi, to put it all down, what kind of mount is it?!" ”