Chapter 145: Continue the music, continue the dance!

After the sword was slashed, the Cangyuan Sword dimmed and the energy fluctuations returned to silence.

"Collect!"

Ye Junlin waved and took the flying sword away.

It must be said that under normal circumstances, even if the Tribulation Realm is perfect, it is extremely difficult to activate the immortal weapon, let alone to this extent.

It's like an ordinary toddler, how can he have the strength to play with the heavy Guandao?

But there is an exception, who plays with great force!

The alien races are all destroyed and the crisis is resolved.

The Taoist monks came back to their senses and looked at each other. If they had seen it with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a dream.

In the palace, everyone's expression was dull.

It's over like this?

So fast!

"What are you standing there for?"

Ye Junlin said seriously: "Keep playing the music, keep dancing!"

As he spoke, his eyes stayed on Fan Dezheng's body. Ye Junlin rubbed his eyebrows in pain, feeling that his eyes were hurt by a billion times the critical hit. "Fan Daoyou, how can you behave like this? Put on your clothes!"

Fan Dezheng recovered from his shock, his face flushed with shame, and he quickly put on his robes and returned to his seat silently. He felt that he was the most injured from beginning to end, and his heart was full of holes.

Thinking of everything the short and fat Shadow King had done to him, Fan Dezheng couldn't help but shiver.

How should he face his fellow disciples in the future?

This is a serious question!

An Zizai's throat moved, and he felt dry in his mouth. "Fellow Daoist Ye, you usually carry a magic weapon with you."

The magic weapon, which is a rare magic weapon, only exists in the legends of the cultivation world. Even if it exists, it is hidden in the top holy places and ancient sects. How can it be taken out casually?

As a result, the young man in front of him really took it out and killed people indiscriminately, without any reason.

Scary!

It's really scary!

Ye Junlin said: "Yes, is there a problem?"

An Zizai was in a mess,

From your tone, is this a very common thing?

An Zizai found that he was seeing through this young man more and more.

It seems that it makes sense to make his daughter obsessed!

After all.

The most important thing to attract the opposite sex is mystery!

The more you create that sense of mystery, the more curious people will be, and finally fall in love with it.

An Miaoyi's eyes were about to burst into love. The scene of Ye Junlin using the flying sword to kill people in all directions had been deeply imprinted in her mind and forgotten.

"Master is really..."

Li Wujie couldn't describe the sword in words, so he could only say the simplest and most straightforward two words, "Awesome!"

This was the most recognized evaluation between men.

Swish, swish, swish~

Several strong figures appeared in the hall. They were the strong men who had just walked out of the forbidden area.

They had always been of noble status in the Dao Sect. At this time, they all looked reserved and bowed to Ye Junlin, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for helping me."

The deterrence brought by the sword made them all feel scared and they would never forget it in their lifetime.

Ye Junlin waved his hand, "It's a small trouble. You are all here. Just eat here."

Those who didn't know him would think he was the owner of this place.

Then we will respectfully obey your orders."

An Zizai sighed, "After this battle, the crisis in Gongzhou will be resolved, and Fellow Daoist Ye's reputation will reach its peak! He will be able to suppress Chen Xiao of Yuhua Sect!"

"Hmph, what kind of person is that Chen? How can he be compared with my master?" Li Wujie said disdainfully.

Ye Junlin pretended to cough dryly a few times, and said seriously, "It's all false reputation. My master has always been indifferent to fame and fortune."

Hearing this, An Zizai admired him even more.

Only Hong Ye, who knew his character well, couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Still pretending!

That's it.

The banquet continued as usual.

Everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, their faces filled with joy.

It was as if nothing had happened before.

After eating and drinking, Ye Junlin burped with satisfaction. The sign-in reward arrived smoothly, and he had another meal. It was time to leave.

The little boy turned into a Kunpeng again, making a cheerful cry, flapping his wings to stir up a majestic airflow.

"Everyone, see you later."

Ye Junlin waved and turned around gracefully.

An Zizai led the monks of the Asking Dao Sect to collectively send Ye Junlin and others off.

"Mr. Ye..." Looking at the direction of the distance, An Miaoyi was stunned and felt empty in her heart.

"Miaoyi, work hard. This kind of man is the goal you are chasing, but it is also possible that you will never catch up with him in your lifetime, so you have to be mentally prepared." An Zizai sighed.

There is no way, who made you choose such a man!

An Miaoyi murmured: "I hope I can catch up with his footsteps, but as long as I can follow him and look at him from a distance, it is enough."

Countless male disciples behind him heard it, and they all felt heartbroken.

Pain! Too painful!

The goddess who was high in their eyes actually had such a humble moment.

But there was no way, who made the other party the God of Killing Ye Junlin, who was the existence of a sword that ruled the world.

So, there was no jealousy in the guys' hearts, only admiration and awe.

Afterwards.

Regarding the origin of the sword light that pierced the sky, all forces in the East Region were frantically inquiring, until the truth was revealed, countless people trembled in their hearts,

"What? Senior Ye killed the army of the Nether Abyss with one sword! Several kings of the Tribulation Realm died on the spot!"

"This, this is too exaggerated, this is probably the reincarnation of the sword immortal!"

"It is said that he used an immortal weapon!!"

"Immortal weapon? How is this possible! He actually has such a magic weapon?"

...

Discussions were heard everywhere, and Ye Junlin's prestige was soaring wildly, and all the previous rumors were solved.

As for Chen Xiao, it was also reported that he was defeated by Kunpeng, and his reputation plummeted. He was jokingly called a man soaking in a urinal.

Yuhuamen.

Yu Sheng lost face outside, and many disciples and elders were depressed. The atmosphere was very depressing and heavy.

Later, in a cave paradise that was opened up, an old man and a young man stepped into the depths.

This small world has no distinction between day and night, and no lively scenes, it is dead and lifeless.

"Old Liu, where is this?" Chen Xiao felt the cold air around him and said anxiously.

Ever since he knew that the top leaders of Yuhua Sect betrayed the human race and colluded with the spirits of the Nether Abyss, his beliefs have been greatly impacted and he can no longer look directly at everything here.

Old Liu said indifferently: "Things have changed. I will take you to meet some important people."

"Important people?" Chen Xiao felt cold all over.

At the end, a tall middle-aged figure stood, wearing the highest standard clothing of Yuhua Sect, his eyes were as bright as stars, and his aura was boundless.

"Zong, Zongzhu." Chen Xiao was shocked. He didn't expect that even the Zongzhu was here.

The Zongzhu of Yuhua Sect nodded, "You are the only one among all the saints in history who is qualified to come here."

In the past, Chen Xiao would definitely be flattered, but now he always feels inexplicably uneasy.

What should I do next? Who should I meet?