Chapter 886 The Great 6th Heavenly Priests gathered in the middle heaven. At the junction of the demon world and the northern world, a huge vortex slowly emerged on a towering snow-capped mountain, and Ye Fu and others flashed out of the void.

As soon as Qi Ming's eyes changed, he felt a cold wind blowing. When he looked at it, he saw that it was on the snow mountain. The environment here was similar to the place where he failed to save Xueer in the last battle in the Ice Spirit Dynasty. However, the area of ​​this snow mountain was larger, like a huge partition belt that isolated the entire Great Six in the Western Frontier.

Ye Fu identified the direction, fell from the air, and headed towards the west. Qi Ming and the other three quickly followed Ye Fu's pace.

After climbing over two snow-capped mountains again, the four of them came to a higher snow-capped peak.

Above this snow peak, there are large snowflakes flying, and the cold wind is blowing.

More than a dozen figures were divided into several groups and stood on the snow peak. The two figures standing in the west were all wearing purple cotton robes. An old man who looked like a erosive erosion in his old age, holding a four-foot-long crutch in his hand, as if a gust of cold wind could blow him. Next to the old man was a young woman with an oval face. The woman had a furry scarf around her neck. She drilled her chin and mouth into the thick scarf, which looked very cute.

When Qi Ming walked here, the first thing he saw was the old man and the otaku woman. His mental power swept away, and he realized that the old man's cultivation was unfathomable, probably at the same level as the master. The cute young woman's cultivation level had reached the fourth level of the Holy Infant Realm!

According to the information prepared by Qi Ming before, the old man and this woman should be from the Zifeng Sect in the South Realm. The Zifeng Sect's status in the South Realm is similar to the Immortal Sword Sect's status in the North Realm. The Immortal Sword Sect is famous for its swordsmanship, while the Zifeng Sect is famous for its wind-attributed spiritual skills.

Qi Ming's gaze changed and saw two old and young men wearing dark blue cotton robes opposite Zi Feng Sect. The old man's head was half black and half white, and he was in good spirits. Beside him was a young man with a cold face. Although the young man's cultivation level was three times in the Holy Infant Realm, when Qi Ming's mental power swept over him, he felt a stinging pain, and a bloody aura was smelled from him.

This old and young man came from the Seven Killing Gate in the East Realm. The Seven Killing Gate is famous for its seven kinds of killing fists.

There were two groups of people standing between Zifeng Sect and Qisha Gate. On the left, one, two, three, and three, all wearing dark red blood robes; on the right, one, three, and four, all wearing white robes.

When Ye Fu brought the three of them over, everyone present turned their attention.

The old man from Zifeng Sect took two steps towards Ye with a smile and said with a smile: "Brother Ye, it's been a hundred years since he was gone. I didn't expect that my cultivation has improved more!"

Ye Fu chuckled and said, "Time is like a passing time. I didn't expect that a hundred years have passed. Is Brother Zi good for nearly a hundred years?"

"No, I'm old!" Zilong sighed with a chuckling, then pointed to the beautiful young woman with an oval face beside her and said, "This is my granddaughter Zi Ling'er, my brother. She is also something that my Zifeng Sect can do in the past hundred years. It's not as talented as my brother's Immortal Sword Sect!"

"Ling'er has seen Ye Taishang, and has long heard of Ye Taishang's heroic deeds. When she saw it today, she was so majestic and heroic!" Zi Ling'er said to Ye Fu with a smile. She was not restrained because of Ye Fu's strong cultivation. When she spoke, her big eyes swept over Qi Ming and others from time to time.

Qi Ming was speechless when he heard this. This guy came up and flattered him...

"This girl can speak!" Ye Fu was also amused, and then introduced to Zilong, "These three are Qi Ming, Ye Tingyao and Song Jingzhi."

"I have met Zi Taishang." Qi Ming and others said at the same time clasping their fists at Zi Long.

"Haha, it's good to be young! You young people should be so close!" Zilong's eyes swept across the three of them, and finally stopped on Qi Ming and said with a smile.

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The cold man from the Qishamen of the East Realm stopped at Ye Tingyao at first sight when he saw Ye Fu and others' arrival. To him, Ye Tingyao's mature and charming style is far more attractive than the petite and cute style like Zi Ling'er.

Then he felt the mental power sweeping from Qi Ming. He hummed coldly and wiped out Qi Ming's mental power.

In fact, Qi Ming's mental power was only a very small strand, which shows that he was not hostile. When he swept over Zi Long and Zi Ling'er before, they didn't care. When the stranger who had first met swept over with a strand of mental power, Qi Ming often ignored it.

This cold man could not tolerate this mental power, which shows that this person must be a person with a narrow measure. From that moment on, Qi Ming had already taken strict precautions against this person.

The cautious and energetic old man standing beside the cold man looked at Qi Ming and the other three, and used his mental power to send a voice to the cold man: "Ye Fu's strength is above me. If you meet someone from the Immortal Sword Sect in the secret realm, you should either take a detour or deal with it cleanly and leave no traces. In addition, the one on the left should pay special attention. If you fight with him, you should launch a fierce attack and kill him instantly, and don't give him a chance to react."

The cold man sent a voice transmission: "It's just the first time I entered the fourth transformation of the Holy Infant Realm. How powerful can it be?"

His voice was disdainful. He did have the qualifications of disdain. In the Eastern Realm, he could not count the four-turn powerful men in the Holy Infant Realm that he killed with one hand; in the Eastern Realm, who doesn’t know his great reputation as “Wang Tu”?

The old man knew his character, shook his head and said softly: "You will understand what I said after you fight with him."

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The three people wearing blood robes standing in the middle were from the Blood Cloud Sect in Zhongtian Realm. The two young men with blood robe standing behind the old man with blood robe had 80% similar faces. They were actually twins, and their cultivation was also in the fourth turn of the Holy Infant Realm.

The young man in the blood robe on the left saw three figures behind Ye Fu and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why are so many disciples coming from the northern border?"

"The people from Zhongtianmen and Tianyun Pavilion just let them enter so many people, so we can just wait and watch the show." Another young man in the blood robe said with a smile.

The man in the blood robe had not arrived yet, and the people from Tianyun Pavilion were standing next to them.

Tianyun Pavilion, named as the meaning of the fortune of heaven, is ranked alongside Zhongtian Realm and Zhongtian Gate, and is the strongest force in Zhongtian Realm.

This time, the leader of the Tianyun Pavilion was a middle-aged man who seemed to be about the same age as Ye Fu, named Ruan Tongtian. He had a high level of cultivation. Behind him were one woman, two men and three young men.

The three young men behind Ruan Tongtian were also joking when they saw Qi Ming and others. They did not take Qi Ming and the other two seriously in their words. However, Ruan Tongtian's expression was calm and there was a faint smile on his lips.

At this time, several figures appeared not far away and slowly came.

This time, the people from Zhongtian Gate came. There were five people in Zhongtian Gate, all wearing silver robes. It was for an old man less than seven feet tall, followed by three men and one woman and four young men.

The short old man from Zhongtian Sect saw the three disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect beside Ye Fu, and raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Ye Fu, this time you only have one place in the Immortal Sword Sect, why are there three people coming?"

Ye Fu ignored the old man, but looked around for a while and said lightly: "Since everyone is here, I have a suggestion. I want to re-discuss the allocation of the quota."

"Re-discussing the quota is such a big tone! Which onion are you? Do you have that qualification?" A man in Zhongtian Gate spoke, but it was not what the leader Xue Dingtian said, but what a feminine man with a four-turn holy infant realm behind Xue Dingtian said.

As soon as the voice of the feminine young man fell, the two young disciples of the Xueyun Sect had faint sneers on their lips. They felt that Ye Fu was indeed overestimating his abilities and wanted to change the quota allocation in one sentence. Who did he think he was?

The three young disciples in Tianyun Pavilion had plain faces on their faces and did not reveal any strange colors.

The three companions of the feminine young man all looked at Ye Fu with sarcastic expressions. Xue Dingtian suddenly turned around and rebuked coldly, "Is there any part of your words here?"

"Your quota has been deprived." Ye Fu pointed to the feminine young man lightly and said lightly, his expression as if a king was convicting a criminal's death.

"This is a quota that has been set a long time ago. I want to deprive me of the quota. Have you asked the strong people present for their opinions?" The feminine man sneered, trying to stir up the relationship between Ye Fu and the powerful people present for the Shengxuan Realm.

"I agree!" Zilong spoke first as soon as Ye Fu's voice fell.

"I agree too!" The cautious and energetic old man from the East said immediately.

"I agree too!" The old man in the blood-robed robe of the Blood Cloud Sect also spoke lightly. The two young men in the blood-robed robe looked at each other, not understanding what his Supreme Elder meant.

"Haha, I agree too." Ruan Tongtian from Tianyun Pavilion also said with a smile.

The feminine man standing behind Xue Dingtian became paler as these voices sounded one after another. "Brother Ye, the young man is ignorant, and I hope you can give me a face and a chance." Xue Dingtian said to Ye Fu with a smile.

"If it weren't for giving you face, do you think he could still stand here and talk to me?" Ye Fu responded coldly.

Xue Dingtian's face turned gloomy.

"I have heard that Ye Taishang has a high level of cultivation and is arrogant. He is indeed worthy of his reputation when he sees it today!"

The snow had stopped, and a clear voice came from the empty sky. Then a middle-aged man in a silver robe appeared out of nowhere, looking down at Ye Fu with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"I think this ignorant disciple dares to speak to me like this, you should be the one who supports me behind my back?" Ye Fu raised his eyes slightly, revealing his indifferent eyes. "I have heard that a genius named Lin Cang from Zhongtian Gate was promoted to the Shengxuan Realm thirty years ago. I want to see how much pounds you have today?"

Ye Fu's tone was extremely indifferent. Today, the junior actually talked to him in that tone, which made him feel that he was so low-key before! He disdained to attack the junior. Now that this guy appeared at this time, he finally couldn't help it.

As soon as Ye Fu finished speaking, his figure disappeared in place and appeared dozens of feet before Lin Cang standing in the air at the same time. He suddenly stretched forward with his right hand, and a golden hand directly enveloped Lin Cang before he could react!

When the big hand appeared, Lin Cang suddenly felt a huge pressure coming from all around him, as if he was about to crush him! He had never felt this way in decades when he entered the Holy Xuan Realm!

He hurriedly burst out his thick cultivation and resisted the golden big hand! But his cultivation and the golden big hand made a dull sound, and the big hand was still shrinking, and the feeling of being crushed became clearer the bigger the feeling.

"Ye Fu, stop!"

Xue Dingtian shouted loudly, his cultivation level soared into the sky, and he slapped Ye Fu's back with a palm. He tried his best and the entire space was shattered inch!

He knew Ye Fu's strength, so he didn't care whether it was a sneak attack. He just wanted to stop Ye Fu's attack on Lin Cang!

"It's shameless to attack!" Qi Ming saw Xue Dingtian attacking from Ye Fu's back, and roared to the sky.

His roar shook everyone present, and the disciples of several other forces all looked admiring at Qi Ming.

The feminine man just now mocked Ye Fu. These elders of the Holy Xuan Realm would only think that he was stupid. Qi Ming made a statement at this time and interfered with Xue Dingtian's move. These people could only feel that Qi Ming had the courage. Such powerful people took all their strength, and even those who were in the Holy Xuan Realm had to retreat three points. The other disciples were shocked by the scene in front of them and could not come back to their senses for a long time. Qi Ming's cultivation level of the fourth-turn of the Holy Xuan Realm was not shocked by the strong battle, but also dared to speak out. It was a kind of courage!

After all, Xue Dingtian is a powerful man in the Shengxuan Realm. How could he be influenced by Qi Ming so easily? The palm in his hand continued to fall soon.

"roll!"

Ye Fu roared loudly, and held his right hand suddenly, and the big golden hand quickly contracted. At the same time, his left hand suddenly slapped out with a palm print full of golden runes swept backwards.

Kick!

Lin Cang felt a tingling sensation on his skin. He didn't dare to hold back anymore. He activated his cultivation to the extreme. He suddenly made seals with his hands, tearing a hole in the weak area below the golden palm. His figure suddenly flashed down and escaped.

At the same time, the palm print with golden runes behind Ye Fu instantly hit the palm that Xue Dingtian slapped. At the roar, a large area of ​​space collapsed instantly at the collision, and a ripple spread out, directly flattening the tops of more than a dozen mountains around!

Countless snowflakes splashed, as if a big explosion occurred on the top of the snow peak!

Xue Dingtian's body retreated sharply, and he retreated hundreds of feet in the air before stopping his body.

Ye Fu was when Lin Cang escaped, his figure flashed again, and Lin Cang's back appeared, with his palms folded, and he suddenly pressed forward!

Lin Cang felt a terrifying aura coming from behind, and his hands quickly formed a seal, then turned around suddenly, and a storm turned forward, and a storm turned towards Ye Fu's palms pressed down.

boom!

A golden light appeared before Ye Fu's palms and directly broke the storm and shot it on Lin Cang's hands.

Lin Cang's right hand was instantly obscured, his wound was covered in blood, and his body suddenly retreated for more than a thousand feet before he stopped. At this moment, his body was covered in blood, and he even broke one of his hands, no longer as majestic as before.

The feminine man who spoke just now laughed at Ye Fu's face turned paler when he saw Ye Fu fighting against two, and his figure was shaking a little, as if he was accidentally blown by the cold wind.

The disciples of the Zhongtian Sect who mocked Ye Fu and the two young men in the blood-robed robe of the Blood Cloud Sect also turned honest, and the frivolous smiles on the corners of their mouths were gone, so they dared not talk nonsense.

"Taishang Ye is so powerful!" Zi Ling'er looked at Ye Fu who was fighting fiercely in the sky and exclaimed sincerely.

Song Jingzhi was a little surprised at this moment. No wonder Ye Fu had such weight in the Immortal Sword Sect's words, no wonder the sect's supreme elders did not dare to disobey Ye Taishang on the surface. It turned out that this was determined by strength.

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Ye Fu was about to pursue him, but suddenly his eyes suddenly raised up and said coldly with sneering, "Zhongtian Sect is such a big deal. This time, three Supreme Elders of the Holy Xuan Realm came!"

An old man in a gray robe appeared out of nowhere from Ye Fu's sight. The old man's beard was three feet tall, fluttering in the wind, and had a fairy spirit.

"Brother Ye, don't you be so angry?" the old man said with a smile, "Since you said you should redistribute the quota, then redistribute it. This kid's quota will be deprived of it as you said, and given it to you the Immortal Sword Sect. How about this?"
To be continued...