Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Brother, thank you!"

Seeing the endless stream of applications from the disciples around, Xiao Yu's expressionless face finally appeared with a faint smile as a thank you to Ye Fan.

"Since we are a team member, we naturally have to help the team, otherwise we will really drink northwest wind in the mountains!"

Ye Fan laughed at himself, the words were full of lightness.

Under his words, almost in a moment, Xiao Yu's team had reached the number of ten people, enough to go to the Tiangra Mountains to fight.

"Boy, wait for me, I won't let you go!"

Xue Ji looked at Ye Fan bitterly. Her previous words were just threats, so naturally she wouldn't really trouble those people at this moment.

All of this was done by the gray cannon man in front of him. If Xiao Yu were not there, she might have been unable to help Ye Fan at this moment.

"Waiting at any time!"

After Ye Fan faintly responded, and followed Xiao Yu and the others to go inside, the team that was already complete would not stay here again.

"Miss Xue Ji, how many people in our team went to Master Xiao Yu, what should we do now?"

After Ye Fan and the others left, the big man behind came up and asked with a frown.

"Just find a few people to make up the number. When I get to the mountains, I will let Xiao Yu come to my side!" The cold light flashes in Xue Ji's eyes, which is already on her mind.

"Yes..." After the big man responded, he continued to recruit people, but Xue Ji didn't take back her gaze. She still stared at Ye Fan, her expression gradually becoming cold.

Ye Fan and the others had already reached the depths of the entrance, found a secluded corner to sit down, and quietly waited for the start of the autumn hunting competition while practicing.

In this team, except for Ye Fan and Xiao Yu, they are basically some profound disciples in the middle and lower reaches of the power.

These disciples couldn't eat in the Profound Hall of Gods, and they were suppressed by people like Xue Ji everywhere, so they were moved by Ye Fan's words, just fight it.

"Young Master Xiao Yu, all our hopes are pinned on you this time, please take care of it!"

After many disciples took their seats, they greeted Xiao Yu one after another, revealing the idea of ​​friendship.

"Don't worry, we will live and die together when we reach the mountain range, and will not abandon any team member!" Xiao Yu replied, exaggerating loyalty.

After greeting Xiao Yu, everyone's eyes naturally fell on Ye Fan, even Xiao Yu.

Ye Fan did not reveal his identity in the gray robe from the beginning to the end, revealing a strong sense of mystery. Moreover, he did not fear power and dared to confront Xue Ji. There were not many such people in the Profound Palace of Gods.

Ye Fan didn't pay attention to everyone's confused eyes, and started practicing in the corner.

Although he is already a team, he still won't reveal his identity. Who knows whether this group of people in front of him is good or bad is unpredictable.

"This person is really strange. He was as arrogant as before, but at this moment he is even more indifferent than Young Master Xiao Yu. Who is sacred?"

"Could it be that the newly born master of the Shenxuan Temple failed."

Everyone reported on Ye Fan's identity. In the Profound Hall of God, there were a group of people who were not well-known and were exceptionally powerful, but they were even more low-key than Xiao Yu.

At this moment, they obviously mistaken Ye Fan as such a disciple.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Ye Fan had been cultivating cross-legged to consolidate the realm of the nine peaks.

On the evening of the fifth day, it was pitch black and gloomy, as if the Heavenly Graft Mountain Range in the Land of Deadly Silence finally changed. A surging demon gas erupted from the depths of the mountain range, almost covering the entire mountain range in an instant.

Inside the mountains, the roars of beasts that shook the sky one after another, and many practitioners that shook were caused by eardrum pain.

At this moment, looking from where Ye Fan and others were standing, hundreds of terrifying monsters were madly emerging, rushing outward.

These monster beasts were all the size of a hill. At this moment, they rushed wildly, causing the earth to tremble violently, and countless ancient trees and mountains in the mountains were shattered by the earthquake.

As a demon cultivator, Ye Fan focused on staring at the frightening scene in front of him, unknowingly a few drops of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

This is simply a small beast tide. These legendary spirit-level monsters are like moving fortresses. One end is afraid that they can level a small city. No wonder the entire Profound Hall of God is required to be dispatched.

Fortunately, this is the first sect of the High Heaven Hall. If placed outside, these spirit-level monsters are enough to become an unstoppable disaster.

"The monster is here, everyone rush, for the honor and reward of the sect!"

Facing the terrifying spirit-level monster beast, many Shenxuan disciples shouted loudly and encouraged themselves.

And teams such as Ye Han have already rushed into the mountain range and smashed into the center of the monster.

This is a huge game, and every team wants to take the lead while protecting their lives.

"Let's go too!"

After Xiao Yu said lightly, his body turned into a gust of breeze, disappeared in place, and rushed inside.

When Ye Fan saw this scene, there was a hint of amazement in his eyes. The speed of this Xiaoyu, even he could not break, almost reached the level of teleportation.

"Swipe!"

All the people in Ye Fan's team used their housekeeping skills and barely followed Xiao Yu.

Since it is a competition, the monsters killed are naturally the stronger the better. There is Xiao Yu in the top 20, and Ye Fan and others have many choices.

"Roar……"

But for a moment, Ye Fan and the others had already advanced for several miles, and Xiao Yu finally stopped in front of a behemoth.

Ye Fan looked up and saw that the monster in front of him was full of red hair, huge in size, at least four people tall, and looked like a dyed lion. At this moment, he was opening his teeth and dancing claws at Ye Fan and the others, carrying a surging demonic spirit.

"This...this is a red mane beast, it's difficult for Young Master Xiaoyu...do you want to use it as an enemy?"

A fairly powerful team member broke through the identity of this beast, with a trace of amazement on his face. His name was Kong Shuo. He was a disciple of the early stage of the Vientiane Realm, and his ranking was not much worse than Zhu Yuan. But looking at the monster beast in front of him, there was some unscrupulous meaning.

"It is said that this red mane beast is the descendant of the ancient strange beast Chihou. Since its birth, it has been a spirit-level beast. It can naturally use the power of the five elements to confront the enemy. Although the beast in front of him is not an adult, his breath has already reached the spirit-level. The degree of triple, I'm afraid we can't handle it!"

It was a woman next to Kong Shuo who was talking, with a beautiful face and a graceful figure, not much different from Kong Shuo's strength, but his sister Kong Bing.

"The red mane beast is strong. If it is an adult, we really have no possibility of defeating it, but this one is just a cub in front of us. As long as we work hard, we will definitely be able to defeat it. You don't need to worry!"

As soon as Kong Bing's words fell, Xiao Yu's faint response came from the front.

Because this red mane beast has the bloodline of an ancient alien beast, the demon pill is more valuable than a normal spirit-level beast. Killing this one is equal to the number of beasts of the same level in other teams.

It was the luck of Ye Fan and others to meet the red mane beast.

"Roar……"

In the sound of Xiao Yu's words, the red mane beast on the opposite side had no patience, and took the initiative to attack Ye Fan and the others. The red hair trembled all over, and the mouth was a red flame.