And those xuandu disciples buried their heads even lower. The power of destroying and transforming the gods is no different from the way of heaven. If heaven wants people to die, can people still fight against it?


    "Ye will not be surrendered today!" Looking around, ye Lingfeng showed a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth and said, "except for those who had never participated in the destruction of wanchu Holy Land in the past, the rest of them should be killed!"


    "Shangxian, spare my life. I just joined xuandu mansion recently. I don''t know that you have a grudge with Shangxian here. Otherwise, even if xuandu mansion forced me, I would rather die than join this sect! Shangxian, if you don''t believe me, I can let go of the spirit and let you search my memory thoroughly. If there is a half empty word, I will die without a place to bury myself! "


    "Shangxian, although I started early, I didn''t go when those thieves were destroyed. But I know that he, he and he are all thieves who went to wanchu at the beginning! Please forgive me


    The fall of Ye Lingfeng''s words made the monks of xuandu mansion feel that they had come to the end of their life after hearing the word "not to be surrendered". They immediately felt that they had walked around the gate of the ghost gate. Then there was a lot of noise, and countless monks began to prove their innocence.


    What''s more, some of the monks who didn''t take part in the destruction of wanchu have begun to identify their companions.


    What used to be the same as the door, what brotherhood, now they have been thrown out of the sky, the only thing in mind is how to survive in the hands of Ye Lingfeng, who is as powerful as God, as their way of heaven.


    After being identified, the monks of xuandu mansion who had participated in the encirclement and suppression of wanchu and knew that they would die, could not spare themselves to attack those who exposed themselves. In order to survive, they rose up one after another and flew to all directions.


    As they think, even if ye Lingfeng''s means are terrible, even if he has three heads and six arms, but now the crowd is scattered, he may not be able to take care of it. As long as he tries to escape, he may still have a chance to survive.


    "None of you can leave!" Looking at the scattered crowd, ye Lingfeng sneers coldly, and his eyes are more and more cold.


    Whoa! As if to verify his words, at the moment when the fleeing crowd came into contact with the green light curtain cast by Jianzhong, the original solid ground suddenly surged, countless vines flew out, branches swayed, and the nearby monks were ground into meat paste like meat grinder!


    The blood, flesh and bones are like rain, and the stench of blood is everywhere. Originally a peaceful xuandu mansion, now it has become a Shura battlefield. Thousands of monks are on their knees, and ye Lingfeng is the only one standing up like a God.


    After searching for the memory of all the monks in xuandu mansion, ye Lingfeng killed the monks who had concealed the encirclement and suppression of wanchu. Looking at the rest of the monks, ye Lingfeng said coldly: "from today on, there is no xuandu mansion in the southern region, only wanchu! You are wanchu''s disciples. If you serve for ten years, you will be free. If you disobey, you will be killed! "


    This return, ye Lingfeng not only to revenge, but also in the ruins of wanchu holy land, rebuild a new wanchu!


    In the new wanchu period, he, Wei Wuxian, Song Ling and Tong Meng were not the only ones, but also a large number of friars. These monks in xuandu mansion are the best prisoners. Ten years later, they will be free. It is Ye Lingfeng''s punishment for them to join xuandu mansion.


    A group of xuandu''s disciples kowtow to express their gratitude and quickly made a vow to worship the 10th year of wanchu.


    Sinking into darkness is inevitable! But the indifferent Ye Lingfeng did not find that the bridge soul sighed after witnessing the tragedy.


    The collection of xuandu mansion is really not as far away as that of the Eastern god Dynasty. It can''t be compared with the sect in the outer world


    Following the guidance of the disciples who defected to xuandu mansion, he opened the door of the treasure house of xuandu mansion. After the divine thoughts swept through the treasures of xuandu mansion, ye Lingfeng shook his head and sighed. Although the treasure house of xuandu mansion is not small in number, there are only a few treasures. The best spirit stone is only 100 pieces, and the elixir is not higher than seven pieces. The collected magic weapons can''t enter ye Lingfeng''s eyes. As for the spirit medicine, there is only one holy medicine


    However, although disappointed, ye Lingfeng is not completely without any harvest. In the deepest part of the treasure house, he saw a painting.


    The painting is about the back of an old man with a green shirt and Taoist robe. Apart from the back, there is nothing left in the whole painting.


    However, ye Lingfeng is not unfamiliar with the figure of the old man in green shirt and Taoist robe. On the contrary, he is also very familiar with it.


    This figure is exactly the same as that of the jade slips he got from Fang Yun in the past.


    But the difference is that the figure in the picture is thousands of times clearer than that in Fang Yunyu''s bamboo slips.


    For example, this painting is the original, and Fang Yun''s jade slips are only copies, and they are poor copies.


    The art of breathing the wind is extremely mysterious. With the improvement of cultivation, ye Lingfeng feels that there seems to be the way of wind in this art. But it''s different from the idea of extreme wind.


    One light, one violent, these are the two sides of the wind, and the combination of these two sides can be regarded as the real wind!Before he came to xuandu mansion, ye Lingfeng had made up his mind to find out the origin of the cultivation method of HuFeng fairy in xuandu mansion and use it to polish his cultivation method. The combination of Kunpeng''s extremely fast wind and the fury of the wind in Hufeng fairy makes his own wind rhyme no longer missing.


    After waving his hand to hold back those loyal disciples of xuandu mansion, ye Lingfeng sits down in front of the painting with his knees crossed, and stares at the back of the painting with all his attention. When he enters the state of forgetting things and me, he slowly closes his eyes, and his mind is involved in the painting.


    With his mind in the picture, ye Lingfeng suddenly felt that his surroundings had changed at the moment. It was as if he had come to a precipice.


    In front of him, there was a figure standing with his hands down, and that figure was the old man in the Taoist robe!


    "The name of the art is Hufeng, the wind comes out and the clouds follow, the wind passes and everything dies..." The moment Ye Lingfeng appeared, the old man in green shirt and Taoist robe, just like feeling his appearance, suddenly made a faint voice, "see clearly!"


    As soon as the voice fell, the old man''s hand waved gently. With that wave, ye Lingfeng suddenly felt his body light, and the whole person became ethereal. Then, he found that he did not know when, appeared in the vast ocean on the side of a green duckweed, and when he approached, it made the green duckweed leaves tremble slightly!