The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Chapter 1221: The low-key ancient spirit fairy

"I disagree!"

Ling Zhiwei firmly opposed it.

She is the most talented Space Saint Peng in Space Holy Island, and she has the potential to hit the Hundred Tribulations Realm in the future.

However, Ye Feng wanted to include her in the Spirit Beast Pavilion!

It just doesn't make sense!

"Then what do you want to be? Do you think after you join our Misty Sect, what else can you do besides being a spirit beast?"

Ye Feng asked back.

"I want to be the suzerain!"

Ling Zhiwei raised her chin.

"I am the suzerain, can you seek power and usurp the throne? Or do you still want to compete with me?"

Ye Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Then... I want to be the Supreme Elder." Ling Zhiwei patted her proud chest, "With my aptitude, no one should be dissatisfied with becoming the Supreme Elder, right?"

Ye Feng glanced at her chest.

Her credentials, he admits, are invincible.

but!

Misty Sect has no grand elders.

"Even the Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable is just an elder. Do you think you can be the Supreme Elder? Also, our Misty Sect does not have a Supreme Elder for the time being, at most it is an inner sect elder."

Ye Feng raised his fist and continued:

"Look carefully at my fist, which is as big as a sandbag, and then reorganize the language. Do you want to enter the Spirit Beast Pavilion, or become the elder of the inner sect?"

Ling Zhiwei's face turned ashen.

Naturally, she couldn't beat Ye Feng, otherwise, she wouldn't be sent out of the holy island of space by her ancestors.

but…

Ling Zhiwei looked at Gu Ling Xianzun, and smiled slyly, "I only use 30% of my strength, if I can defeat him, how about making me the Supreme Elder?"

"What if you fail?"

Ye Feng asked with a half-smile.

"Then I will enter the Spirit Beast Pavilion and become the boss!" Ling Zhiwei pointed to the tip of her nose with her thumb.

The boss of the Spirit Beast Pavilion?

Ye Feng smiled.

Brother Pingtou has always regarded himself as the boss of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

If Ling Zhiwei entered the Spirit Beast Pavilion, it would be inevitable to compete with Brother Pingtou.

Ling Zhiwei is very powerful.

However, Brother Pingtou will never give in. Even if he is instantly reduced to scum, his corpse will probably display the words "I am the most dick" on the ground.

"Are you sure you only use 30% of your strength?"

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable on the side asked.

"Of course, to deal with you in the early stage of the Holy Realm, I use 30% of my strength to bully you."

Ling Zhiwei was very proud.

Hearing this, Gu Ling Xianzun really wanted to roll his eyes.

If Ling Zhiwei shot with all his strength, he might not have a chance of winning, but with only 30% strength, Gu Ling Xianzun felt that he could hang and beat the opponent.

"Okay, let's do it!"

Ye Feng stood aside, "I'm the judge, Ling Zhiwei, remember, you can only use 30% of your strength, if you dare to use more than 30% of your strength, you will lose."

"no problem!"

Ling Zhiwei is very confident.

In the dark dimension.

Ling Zhiwei and Gu Ling Xianzun confronted each other across the air.

Ye Feng stood in the distance.

"Okay, let's start!"

Following Ye Feng's order, the battle between the two officially started, and a terrifying momentum erupted in the void.

Clang!

Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable immediately adopted a defensive move.

The Soul-devouring Absolute Immortal Sword Formation turned into purple-gold armor to wrap itself, raising his defense to the strongest state.

"Ah hit!"

The moment Ling Zhiwei completed the defense of Gu Ling Xianzun, she used the law of space to surprise behind him.

A silvery fist suddenly smashed out.

boom!

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable was blasted out, his body trembling wildly.

"What a strong combat power!" Gu Ling Xianzun turned pale with shock, "You really only used 30% of your strength?"

"of course!"

Ling Zhiwei grinned, "I don't need too much space power, just use physical power, isn't it about 30% of my strength?"

not far away.

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Well, it's not a violation."

Hearing this, Gu Ling Xianzun was a little depressed.

Fortunately, his defense is very strong, and it doesn't matter if he confronts Ling Zhiwei head-on.

"Turn sword into silk!"

Gu Ling Xianzun made a formula with both hands, and countless sword threads gushed out from his body, interweaving into a huge net, wrapping the void where Ling Zhiwei was.

"Space Escape Technique!"

Ling Zhiwei sneered, her body turned into a silver glow, and escaped from the sword net.

Behind the Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable. valley

A silver figure appeared out of nowhere.

She is Ling Zhiwei.

bang bang bang!

Ling Zhiwei punched three times in a row, and the Gu Ling Xianzun flew hundreds of feet forward, shaking violently all over.

"Hey, you lost!"

Ling Zhiwei laughed out loud.

As she spoke, she waved her fists, relying on the ghost's body skills, constantly dodged the surprise attacks of the sword silk, and smashed the ancient spirit fairy out again and again, causing severe pain all over her body.

"How about it?"

"Even if it's only 30% strength, it can still crush you, are you afraid?"

Ling Zhiwei became more and more proud.

In the holy island of space, she is a well-deserved eldest sister, second only to the ancestor Yukong in strength and status.

On weekdays, no one can beat her.

Over time, Ling Zhiwei felt that she was second in the world.

Apart from Patriarch Yukong, she is not afraid of anyone.

Void in the distance.

Ye Feng yawned.

"The Gu Ling Xianzun is still very smart. He pretended to be beaten by Ling Zhiwei, and took the opportunity to set up the Soul Devouring Absolute Immortal Sword Formation. It seems that the battle is almost over."

He whispered in his heart.

in the void.

Ling Zhiwei flashed her figure, appeared in front of Gu Ling Xianzun, raised her fist high, and laughed loudly:

"Air Energy Explosion Fist!"

She circulated the power of space to the center of her fist, smashed out a space vortex, and exploded in front of Gu Lingxianzun.

boom!

The nearby void suddenly twisted.

The Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable was swallowed into it, and was almost teleported to a certain Great Thousand World at random.

"It's time to end!"

The Ancient Spirit Immortal suddenly murmured.

Clang!

The crisp sound of sword chant spread.

Sensing a dangerous aura, Ling Zhiwei hurriedly ran away, but bumped into an invisible barrier and was bounced back.

"what happened?"

She continued to use the space escape technique, but found that there was an invisible barrier around her, and it was shrinking rapidly, and she couldn't escape even her space escape technique.

"This is the Soul Devouring Absolute Immortal Sword Formation!"

The ancient spirit immortal said.

Ling Zhiwei's complexion changed, and she said, "Just now you were pressed and beaten by me on purpose, just to set up a sword formation?"

"Exactly!"

Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable nodded.

Tear it!

The spirit-devouring Absolute Immortal Sword Formation was at full strength, accelerating its shrinking range, and not long after, it sealed Ling Zhiwei in a spherical space with a diameter of 100 meters.

The icy power of devouring the immortals erupted.

This piece of void is completely imprisoned.

If Ling Zhiwei used all her spatial laws, she could leave the sword formation.

But in doing so, she would be breaking the rules.

"I surrender!"

Ling Zhiwei folded her arms and stopped beating.

If she is at full strength, she can go head-to-head with Ancient Spirit Immortal Venerable, and even have a 70% chance of winning.

but…

"I was careless!"

Ling Zhiwei looked up to the sky and wailed, "I shouldn't be blindly confident and say that I can win you with only 30% strength."

"Do you know your shortcomings?"

Ye Feng walked over with arms folded and asked aloud.

"snort!"

Ling Zhiwei didn't speak.

Gu Lingxianzun silently put away the sword formation, walked to Ye Feng's side, without saying a word.

"Okay, put me in the Spirit Beast Pavilion!"

Ling Zhiwei opened her mouth ~lightnovelpub.net~ as thin as the sound of a mosquito.

"Spiritual Beast Pavilion? Forget it! From today on, you will be the inner elder of our Misty Sect."

Ye Feng said.

He had already taken out the seal of the head of the sect and the roster of the sect, sat at the table, and registered at any time.

"Isn't it a spirit beast?" Ling Zhiwei said in surprise.

"Aren't you a human being?" Ye Feng asked back.

"I'm not a human at all...Ah! Why do you always find this sentence a bit awkward?"

Ling Zhiwei curled her lips.

"Don't worry about it, just report the basic information of your name and identity, and I will register you in the roster of the sect and become an elder of the inner sect."

Ye Feng picked up the brush and looked at Ling Zhiwei.

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