Ye Feng turned his body, his fists containing endless divine power attacked that Primordial Unity Golden Immortal.
"Not good!"
When the Primordial Immortal saw that his sneak attack had failed, he turned around and wanted to escape.
However, his speed was too slow.
Before he could escape, Ye Feng's fist had already arrived.
Under Ye Feng's fist attack, that Primordial Unity Golden Immortal did not even have the chance to resist before he was turned into a pool of blood.
"Master is mighty, Master is mighty!”Ink Qilin was naturally happy when he saw Ye Feng displaying his might.
After killing that Grand Unity Golden Immortal, Ye Feng's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the surrounding immortals and said coldly,""Who else wants this Numinous Treasure?"
As soon as he finished speaking!
The surrounding immortals retreated a few steps. Who dared to do so?
Seeing that no living beings were attacking, Ye Feng waved his hand and took the small flag, even though it was not completely refined, it already possessed a powerful might.
"Master!"
After Ye Feng kept the White Cloud Bound Flag, the ink qilin appeared beside him.
"Let's go!"
Ye Feng sat on the Black Jade Qilin and patted its body.
The Black Jade Kylin understood. Auspicious clouds rose under its feet and it soared into the sky, flying towards the East Sea.
Ye Feng sat on the back of the Qilin, the White Cloud Realm Flag floated in front of him, after the initial refinement, Ye Feng could already display the strength of the sixth level of the flag.
Ye Feng put away the treasure flag, it would take too long to refine it completely, he should wait until he reached Eastern Sea.
And so!
The ink qilin carried Ye Feng towards Eastern Sea.
A hundred years later.
The ink qilin finally brought Ye Feng to Eastern Sea.
"Master, the Eastern Sea is in front of you." The ink qilin said to Ye Feng who was sitting on its back.
"Oh!"
Ye Feng heard the ink qilin's reminder and woke up from his cultivation.
During these hundred years, other than refining the White Cloud Realm Flag, Ye Feng had also stabilized his cultivation.
Early-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal!
Moreover, he felt that he was not far from the mid-stage Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal realm.
Rumble!
Bang!
Ink Qilin and Ye Feng had just arrived at the border of Eastern Sea when they heard the sound of waves crashing.
"Is this the legendary East China Sea?"
He looked at Wang Yang Dahai who had appeared not far away.
Ye Feng sighed.
Eastern Sea!
In ancient times, it was the headquarters of the three overlords of the dragon race.
In ancient times, it was the strongest force that shook the Primordial World.
A single sentence could lead the direction of the Wilderness.
Unfortunately, with the decline of the dragon race, some territories in the East Sea were occupied by other creatures.
Currently, the dragon race could only occupy a small area of the East Sea.
In the end, his strength was still not enough.
As someone who came later, Ye Feng could see this clearly, the three races had fallen, what tribulation, to put it bluntly, it was because he was not strong enough.
The battle of the Cataclysm was just to see who was stronger.
What if!
Would the dragons fall if they were strong enough?
It was still the dragon race's fault for not having enough strength.
"Master, what are you doing here?" As the descendants of the three races, the ink qilin naturally had some hatred for the dragon race. After all, the three races were arch-enemies in the immemorial era.
"I'm not. Why are you afraid?" Ye Feng turned to look at the ink qilin and asked.
"I'm scared!"
"I'm not afraid!"
The ink qilin replied.
"No!"
"Help!"
“……”
Suddenly, just as Ye Feng and ink qilin were conversing, a cry for help sounded in his ears.
What was going on?
Hearing the cry for help, Ye Feng was stunned.
Why was there a cry for help here?
"Master, do you want to go and take a look?" The ink qilin naturally heard the cry for help and asked.
"I'll go take a look. There's nothing much to do anyway.”
Ye Feng replied.
In the blink of an eye!
Ye Feng and Ink Qilin came to the place where the call for help was made.
Instantly, an image appeared in Shi Hao's eyes.
Above the nine heavens, the wind and clouds suddenly rolled, lightning flashed, and thunder rumbled. In the rolling thick clouds, a small white dragon could be vaguely seen writhing.
The little white dragon emerged from the clouds. On its scales, dragon blood could be seen flowing continuously. All kinds of magic treasures chased after the white dragon.
The little white dragon screamed and fell from the sky.
The little white dragon that fell to the ground turned into a young girl with a pair of horns on her head.
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