"The Gate of Conquest?"

Everyone was attracted attention.

"Let me take a look!"

Shi Lei walked over first.

He is the first generation senior brother of the sect, and also the senior senior brother of all the disciples. He is simple, honest and reliable. Although he is not the strongest or the most outstanding, he is the most convincing.

"I'll go in and have a look first!"

Shi Lei took the Ma Liang pen and entered the gate of battle.

next moment.

He appeared in a world full of light, and seeing countless futons on the ground, he found one, crossed his legs on it, and his magic power disappeared in an instant.

It's like being forcibly emptied.

"I'm so dizzy!"

Shi Lei patted himself on the head.

Then he passed out.

When Shi Lei woke up again, he found himself standing beside Ye Feng, and was stunned.

"Uncle Master!"

Shi Lei rubbed his eyes, then looked around, and found that this is indeed the Ten Thousand Races Continent.

Due to the existence of powerful law suppression, the quasi-sage who is stronger than him can't fly at this moment, but can only run and jump on the ground and cast magical powers.

Misty Sect.

"Look, big brother!"

"It's really him!"

"Why did he go to the Ten Thousand Races Continent?"

"wrong!"

"This is the incarnation created by the Gate of Conquest, and his body should still be in the Gate of Conquest."

"Go, go in and have a look."

The disciples stepped through the gate of battle one after another.

After a while.

Ten Thousand Races Continent.

Dozens of Misty Sect disciples appeared beside Ye Feng out of thin air, and they were all looking around curiously.

"You guys are here too?"

Shi Lei looked at the younger brothers and sisters beside him.

"yes!"

"Unexpectedly, our avatars have all come to this place, and the ability to cross time and space is too strong."

"Can you sense the body?"

"I can't sense it. This feeling is like the primordial spirit coming out of the body, and then the primordial spirit occupies an avatar built with its own power and comes to the Ten Thousand Races Continent."

"Yes, I can't feel the body anymore."

"When we die in battle, we should be able to go back."

The disciples started discussing.

"Well, that's true."

Ye Feng's voice sounded.

He opened his eyes and ended the first stage of practice.

Now, he has figured out how the fourth volume of "Time Code" is cultivated, and the number of time laws has increased from the original one thousand strands to the current more than one thousand strands.

"Master!"

Shi Lei and the others bowed their hands.

"You are now in the avatar state, and you can show your full strength. Enjoy the next battle, it will be unforgettable for you all your life."

Ye Feng said.

"The next battle?"

Shi Lei and his disciples were puzzled.

"Jie jie jie!"

A strange laugh came from the Ten Thousand Races Divine Mountain.

The patriarch of the hunting clan continued to speak: "Ye Feng, are these ants-like people the disciples of your Misty Sect? Quasi-sage? Shattering Void Realm? Divine Origin Realm? So weak!"

"Do you dare to come out?"

Ye Feng sneered.

The head of the hunting clan gritted his teeth immediately.

After a while.

The head of the hunting clan smiled sullenly and said:

"Ye Feng!"

"Our Ten Thousand Clans also have clansmen. With just a drop of blood, the patriarch can create an army of hunting clans. Killing your disciples is as easy as pie."

"However, do you dare to let your disciples fight with the patriarch of our ten thousand clans?"

This is the aggressive method.

The meaning of the head of the hunting tribe is very clear.

To let the disciples of Misty Sect fight with the people of Wanzu, but the premise is that Ye Feng can't intervene.

"Let the juniors fight!" Ye Feng said, "Don't worry, I won't make a move."

"That's what you said!"

The head of the hunting tribe laughed.

next moment.

The ancient coffin he was in was buzzing and trembling.

A drop of blood flew out and landed on the Ten Thousand Races Continent, gradually expanding into a lake.

Among them, a blood-colored figure emerged, turning into thousands of hunting clansmen with bone spears all over their bodies.

The strongest one has reached the rank four quasi-sage.

The weakest one also has the Shattering Void Realm.

"So strong."

"Eldest brother, there are only a few dozen of us, and it seems that we can't defeat the thousands of people on the other side."

The disciples looked solemn.

"Who said there were only a few dozen people?"

A cold voice sounded.

Shi Lei and the first batch of disciples who passed through the Zhanzhan Gate immediately followed the sound, and saw figures appearing out of thin air on the ground, and soon there were more than 3,000 figures.

The person at the head is a woman.

She was wearing a black dress, a black gauze hat on her head, and a sharp sword in her left hand, with a very cold demeanor.

"Senior Sister Moying!"

The disciples were all excited.

"How can we be missing in this situation?"

Huo Yunjie also came over.

Beside him are Ding Baixue and Lin Yuyan.

The two are not disciples of the Misty Sect, but in the eyes of everyone, they are destined to become the wives of Huo Yunjie, the second senior brother of the straight steel man, and they can be regarded as members of the Misty Sect.

"Yes, in this case, we are indispensable."

Long Tianxing also came.

Beside him, stood Qiao Jiaxi.

Originally, Qiao Jiaxi was refining the five soul flower, and when she saw the picture of the Ten Thousand Races Continent, she immediately entered the gate of battle.

In addition to them, Li Jiaojiao, Jia Yulan, Xia He, Qiu Ju, Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Yu, Yan Ruyu, Ji Ziling, Wang Ping'an, Yu Su, Yu Wei and other disciples were all present.

They are at least at the seventh level of Shattering Void Realm.

Most of them are Heavenly Emperors.

The top ranked Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie and others have already stepped into the quasi-sage level.

"We can't fall behind either!"

Xu Dalei spoke.

Five thousand second-generation disciples, including Mu Sisi, Lan Die, Ning Xiangxiang, Lei Xiaohu, and Liang Wanfen, also arrived.

"Where are the three generations of disciples?"

Han Yonghui appeared with 8,000 fourth-generation disciples, holding his long sword high, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

There are 10,000 disciples in four generations.

But now, some disciples are still practicing outside and have not been able to rush back to the Misty Sect for the time being, and they need to follow up to arrive.

"Fourth generation disciples, don't lose your momentum!"

Xia Wenwen, who is a senior sister of the fourth generation, also came.

Behind her, more than 6,000 fourth-generation disciples followed, and the remaining 3,000 or so disciples were training outside, and they couldn't come back for the time being, so they could only wait for the next batch.

Among the four generations of disciples.

Zhou Teng of the Nine Swords Empire, the little princess of the Wucai Empire, Ke Anqing who has the blood of the Wucai Feifeng, Kong Cheng of the Sixiang God, Zhang Tianyuan of the Heavenly Bow Saint, and others are all there.

"Five generations of disciples, assemble!"

Ding Qingshu, dressed in green, came over.

As a senior sister of the Five Dynasties, she played a very good leading role and immediately mobilized her colleagues to come.

Behind her are Wu Shu from the animal taming family, Luo Changge, the son and daughter-in-law of the suzerain of the Hehuan Sect, and Xu Qingying.

further back.

It is Shan Hanyu, the only surviving Shan family in Yuyun City, Tianlan Immortal Territory, and the remaining five generations of disciples.

Chu Tianlan didn't come.

He is in the Immortal Realm and will not participate in the battle for the time being.

"Roar!"

A loud roar sounded.

Brother Pingtou entered the form of Godzilla and stepped into the Ten Thousand Races Continent, followed by a large group of terrifying spirit beasts.

Little White Fox, Iron Clawed Dragon Eagle, Fox Big Red, Gou Erha, Pig Three Fatty, Toad Four Toads, Nan Wugua, Variety Beast, Golden Retriever Squirrel, Mountain God Monkey, Thunder Beast Baby...

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They stood beside Ye Feng, some folded their arms, some held sharp swords, and some clenched their fists. At this moment, their powerful aura rose to the sky.

"Look!"

"That's a disciple of Misty Sect!"

"They used the power of the whole clan to enter the Ten Thousand Races Continent. Aren't they afraid of being wiped out?"

Practitioners from all walks of life looked at the light curtain and were stunned.

starry sky.

The Yuexi Sword Master was full of worry.

"Master Ye actually brought all the disciples and spirit beasts of the Misty Sect, isn't he afraid of serious damage?"

A heavenly saint said in a deep voice.

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