Thinking of this, Ling Yifan's expression changed, and his figure hurriedly retreated. At this time, the Yuan Infant in the Wind Remnant Blood Body shattered, and a violent aura escaped from its body crazily. Immediately afterward, the body of the wind remnant blood was weakened, and with its body as the center, a tyrannical aura suddenly swept away.

Ling Yifan's retreating figure was instantly overwhelmed by this energy storm, with the wind and blood as the center, and everything within a radius of dozens of miles was in a mess and dilapidated. When the energy dissipated, a trace of blood appeared in the distance with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of Ling Yifan's mouth.

At the moment when the wind was broken and the blood was broken, Ling Yifan, who had reacted, hurriedly took out the defensive secret treasure on his body and protected it in front of him. This special defense treasure was given to him by the Demon Forest Stroke Yiji, and it was later changed by the Demon Venerable, and it can already be brought out of the Demon Forest, but the level has been reduced a lot, from the original intermediate ninth order to the intermediate fifth order.

Ling Yifan, who had just escaped from danger, was secretly glad in his heart, if it weren't for this defensive secret treasure, he would have been seriously injured just now. Ling Yifan gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the remnants of the broken wall in front of him again, the 'Blood Demon Gate' had been destroyed, Ling Yifan spread out his divine sense, looked into the distance with violent eyes, and said to himself in his heart: "This is the end of offending my Ethereal Sect, next!"

Immediately, Ling Yifan shot away and headed towards the next sect. "Today, there is no sect left behind to attack the Ethereal Sect," Ling Yifan said violently and ruthlessly in his heart.

Ling Yifan's body was like electricity, and the wind was hunting in his ears, and after a while, Ling Yifan appeared in front of a sect with hundreds of people. Just now, the divine sense passed, and the master of one of the sects was one of the people who had just made a move against the Ethereal Sect.

Without saying a word, the spirit sword in his hand suddenly burst out, and a sword qi swung down silently. A middle-aged man in the main hall was frowning, looking panicked, this person had just escaped from the Ethereal Sect, and was thinking about what to do next. Offended the Ethereal Sect today. Looking at Ling Yifan's attitude, he would never give up on the people who made a move today.

Just as he was thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly felt a palpitating breath coming to him, and this person's heart trembled, and he hurriedly flew out of the main hall.

As soon as his figure flew out of the main hall, a slashing red sword qi was immediately cut off on his head. At the same time, the entire hall clicked. Collapsed with a bang, this person had just flown out of the main hall, and before he could see what was going on, he was split in two by Ling Yifan's sword qi.

This sudden change made all the disciples in the sect at a loss, the sect master was killed with one move, and the mountain gate was destroyed. Just when everyone was stunned, they only heard Ling Yifan's cold voice echoing in the heavens and the earth, "Those who offend my Ethereal Sect will not leave an inch of grass." The disciples who reacted were immediately shocked. Hula fled in all directions.

Ling Yifan looked coldly at the group of monks who were fleeing in all directions, and the spirit sword in his hand ruthlessly swung out three sword qi. Suddenly, there was a terrible cry from the crowd under his feet, these three sword qi were raging, this small third-rate sect was already dusty, unrecognizable, and the disciples were suddenly gone.

Ling Yifan coldly glanced at the ruined scene under his feet, this third-rate sect was already ruined. There will never be anything to be done again. Ling Yifan turned around and left an arrogant and arrogant back, shooting towards the sky in the distance. Ling Yifan's figure was engraved in the hearts of those survivors like a demon, and it lasted for a long time.

Ling Yifan passed all the way, and the blood stained thousands of miles, and all the sects that attacked the Ethereal Sect were all gone, including the 'Blood Demon Gate', and the nineteen sects, large and small, were all destroyed in less than a day. Ling Yifan stood in front of the last sect to be slaughtered. There was a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes, and every time he destroyed a sect, he carved a line of words on a stone tablet and stood in place, and on the day, "Those who offend my ethereal sect will not be left behind!"

The cultivation of these third-rate sects is the highest, but it is only the eighth or ninth rank of the Yuan Infant. Group fighting is not Ling Yifan's opponent, let alone fighting alone, neither of them is Ling Yifan's opponent. Now under the sainthood, Ling Yifan is the first person among the Yuanying monks.

In the past, within a radius of 100,000 li under the jurisdiction of the Ethereal Sect, a terrifying name resounded throughout the world in one day, and every monk was talking about it, and this name was 'Ling Yifan'.

After Ling Yifan finished carving the last stone stele, stepping on the broken bricks and tiles under his feet, a few pieces of withered yellow fallen leaves were swept up by a whirlwind blowing by, hovering beside him. The bloodthirsty light in Ling Yifan's eyes gradually receded, he put away the spirit sword in his hand, and said to himself in a melancholy voice: "If I am not bloodthirsty and ruthless, I don't wait for a bloody lesson, I don't know the prestige of my ethereal sect, if you provoke my sect in the future, the fate of each sect today will be an example!"

After speaking, Ling Yifan's body rose from the ground and flew in the direction of the Ethereal Sect, Ling Yifan looked down at the ground under his feet. Along the way, the remnants of the broken walls, and the scattered corpses were all left behind by the crusade against those sects. After that, no one within a radius of 100,000 miles dared to offend the Ethereal Sect for a single cent.

A moment later, the Ethereal Sect appeared in Ling Yifan's divine sense, and after a few breaths, Ling Yifan's figure stopped in mid-air, looking at the dilapidated sect, and slowly fell outside the mountain gate of the Ethereal Sect.

Stepping on the dead leaves under his feet, he took a few steps forward, and Ling Yifan's body slowly knelt down. At this time, Teng Xiaofeng flew out of the sect, and his figure flashed, appearing in front of Ling Yifan in an instant. Looking at the young man kneeling on the ground in front of him, he was more mature and introverted than when he left the sect, Teng Xiaofeng was in an infinitely complicated mood, sighed lowly, slowly stepped forward, helped Ling Yifan up, and said softly: "It's good to come back, it's good to come back!"

At this time, Xiang Junhao and Wan Yueshan also flew out of the sect, standing behind Teng Xiaofeng, looking at the master and apprentice, a touch of joy rose in their hearts.

Ling Yifan was helped up by Teng Xiaofeng, and his voice choked up: "Master, I hurt the sect..."

Teng Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "I don't blame you, I want to blame us for not being strong enough, let's go, let's go back to the sect to talk." ”

Ling Yifan nodded, nodded to Xiang Junhao and Wanyue Mountain behind Teng Xiaofeng, and the four of them moved and flew towards the Ethereal Peak.

Along the way, Ling Yifan observed the current sect, but the three hundred disciples were much bleaker and deserted than when he left, and the other four peaks were basically empty, and many buildings were no longer there in that accident.

The group of four quickly returned to the main hall, Teng Xiaofeng took Ling Yifan's hand and sat on the carved wooden chair below, and Xiang Junhao and Wan Yueshan sat down next to Teng Xiaofeng's right side.

Teng Xiaofeng showed a rare smile in the past few years, and said happily: "Come, let Shizun take a good look, I know that you will definitely come back, you have been good outside in the past few years!"

Ling Yifan's heart was sour, "The disciple is fine, it's just that the sect has suffered this great disaster, and it is difficult to regret it in my heart!"

Immediately, Ling Yifan's eyes burst with monstrous anger, and he said coldly: "The enmity of my Ethereal Sect must be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times!" Then, Ling Yifan turned his head and said to Teng Xiaofeng: "Master, the nineteen sects that invaded my Ethereal Sect today have all been destroyed by the disciples, and no one will dare to attack my sect in this 100,000-mile radius in the future." ”

As soon as Ling Yifan finished speaking, Teng Xiaofeng and the three of them were stunned on the spot, looking at each other, gasping for air, and not coming back to their senses for a while. Ling Yifan's cultivation not only shocked the three of them, but now the means of acting made the three of them feel shocked in their hearts, and the Ling Yifan in front of him is no longer the young little guy he was back then, but in ten years, he has grown into a towering tree.

After a long while, the three of them looked at Ling Yifan in astonishment, their hearts were full of incredulity and disbelief, seeing the expressions of the three of them, Ling Yifan nodded, "I said, anyone who violates my Ethereal Sect will definitely be repaid a hundred times and a thousand times!"

Immediately, Ling Yifan said to Teng Xiaofeng with an eager face: "Master, I don't know that except for those who are here, the rest of the people are..."

Teng Xiaofeng naturally understood what Ling Yifan was thinking, sighed, and said heavily: "Except for the three of me, all of them have fallen, and only Xu Leran and Ling Xiaoyu are still there, but there is also Yun Mengyao..."

Speaking of Yun Mengyao, Teng Xiaofeng suddenly hesitated, Ling Yifan's expression tightened, he looked at his master Teng Xiaofeng fixedly, and couldn't help but interject: "Mengyao, what's wrong with her? Are she still alive?" After asking this sentence, Ling Yifan only felt a tightness in his heart, and the hands clenched under his sleeve robe trembled slightly unconsciously, nervously waiting for Teng Xiaofeng's reply.

After pondering for a moment, Teng Xiaofeng said hesitantly: "Yun Mengyao's whereabouts are lost, I don't know whether I live or die, I only saw two strong men fighting in Tianchi Peak that day, it seems that it was because of Yun Mengyao." If it weren't for the fighting method of those two people, the Ethereal Sect would not have had a chance to survive to this day, and in my guess, Yun Mengyao would probably be captured by one of them. Then he described the situation of the day to Ling Yifan.

Ling Yifan had already prepared for the worst in his heart, and after listening to it, he breathed a sigh of relief, although his whereabouts were unknown, he was finally alive, and there was hope if he was alive.

"Even if I step through the sky, I will find you!" Ling Yifan said secretly.

Teng Xiaofeng hesitated for a moment, there was something in his heart, he didn't know whether he should tell Ling Yifan, just as Teng Xiaofeng was thinking about it, Ling Yifan suddenly asked him. (To be continued......)