Ling Feng naturally knew about the ancient gods. According to legend, those ancient gods were gods from a long time ago, but for some reason, they all left the gods and went to another place. Later people called them ancient gods.

According to their current age, those ancient gods are at least hundreds of thousands of years, at most millions of years, or even longer.

Every ancient god was a famous existence back then, but more than a million years have passed and most of them have forgotten it.

Ling Feng had thought about the war in the fairy world, which might be the riots of some ferocious beasts, but he had never thought that the war in the fairy world was actually initiated by the ancient god.

That was an ancient god, not an ordinary person from the divine world. He didn't know how terrifying the other party was, but he could tell just by listening to the name. Even if a pig lived for hundreds of thousands of years, it would be enough to go against the will of heaven.

Now, Ling Feng finally knew why so many immortal emperors were not staying in the fairy world but ran out. It turned out that the immortal world could not go back to the fairy world, and the ancient gods occupied it, and the immortal emperor would be killed any more.

I'm afraid only people of the level of the God of Death and the Immortal Emperor can compete with the Ancient God.

After learning so much, Ling Feng's mind gradually became clear. The divine realm was destroyed, the immortal realm was occupied by ancient gods, and the unmanned spaceships encountered in the universe, etc., seemed to be a conspiracy.

A few days later, the Space Immortal Emperor took Qing'er away. When he left, he left a jade slip and could find someone if he had anything in the future.

Ling Feng didn't stay here for long, and now he should go back and take a look. I don't know how his Feng Ling Pavilion is like.

However, the Immortal Emperor of Tianyu wanted to go with him. Anyway, there were no one here. Some family members had moved to a safe place, so there was no need to worry for the time being.

Ling Feng naturally wouldn't refuse the following an immortal emperor, because sometimes, the name of killing the emperor is not as realistic as a real immortal emperor.

In the vast space, golden warships flew rapidly, and they could reach it in one month.

Ling Feng was not idle in the spaceship. Now he was stuck at the peak of the Immortal Lord and could not move. He was only one step away from the Immortal Emperor, but he couldn't take this step.

Time flies, a month passed in a hurry. Ling Feng walked out of the spaceship and stepped on this continent with his feet again. A long-lost feeling surged into his heart. That feeling was like a child who had left his hometown and returned to his hometown again.

The spiritual consciousness swept through hundreds of thousands of miles in an instant and saw many, including sects, birds and beasts, and mountains, and naturally there were fighting.

Ling Feng was slowly searching for Feng Ling Pavilion, and when his spiritual sense reached its limit, he finally stopped at a distance of 500,000 miles.

Now, his spiritual sense can basically sweep over 500,000 miles, and when he reaches the Immortal Emperor, he can almost expand to about one million miles, or even more.

Although there are many millions of miles, it is not enough for those peaks of the Immortal Emperor. If you compare them with people in the God Realm, it will be a drizzle, because someone can move space thousands of miles with one thought, and it is not a problem to cross the country for several planets.

A distance of 100,000 miles was not far away, and after about a few hours, we arrived above Fengling Pavilion.

When he left, the disciples of Fengling Pavilion had only lost all their money, and the territory was only a few hundred miles away.

But when he came back today, he found that there were at least 500,000 disciples from Fengling Pavilion, countless masters, and their territory expanded to more than 50,000 kilometers. There were hundreds of sects of all sizes attached to Fengling Pavilion.

"Not bad." Ling Feng nodded with satisfaction.

The Tianyu Immortal Emperor smiled and said, "Master, this is considered ordinary in the fairy world. You must know that in the fairy world, if there are no million disciples and a range of one hundred thousand miles, it is not considered first-class strength."

Ling Feng rolled his eyes. He naturally knew this, but this was not the fairy world, but the demon fairy world. Naturally, he could not compare with the fairy world's set.

Now Feng Lingge is to say that even if it is not as good as the eight or nine-star sects, it is still better than the ordinary seven-star sects.

"Master, do we want to go down and have a look?" Tianyu Immortal Emperor asked.

Ling Feng pondered for a while, nodded and said, "Go down and take a look, it's nothing."

After saying that, the two of them flew down immediately and came to the mountain gate. Several disciples guarding the gate came up to greet them.

"Two friends, who are you looking for when you come to Fengling Pavilion?"

"Is Li Yang here?" Ling Feng asked casually.

"Are you looking for our uncle Li?" the disciple said in surprise.

Ling Feng smiled. He hadn't seen each other in recent years. That boy Li Yang has become someone else's uncle, and the other party is less than 100 years old.

When several disciples reported, they followed them in. They were surrounded by disciples practicing, no matter how good they were, they were of different ages.

Just as they walked to the entrance of a huge living room, a group of people hurried out and were overjoyed when they saw Ling Feng.

"master!"

"Sect Master!"

Ling Feng looked at Li Yang and others with a smile, all of whom were familiar faces and some new faces.

"Don't stand there, this is our sect leader, kneel down."

Li Yang shouted, and then the disciples around him knelt on the ground.

"All up."

As soon as Ling Feng dragged his hand, tens of thousands of people were dragged up without resistance. This song shocked many people, and the elders who had previously doubted showed awe.

It turns out that the sect leader's strength is even stronger than they think about.

Sitting in this living room, Ling Feng glanced at the people around him and couldn't help but sigh that the elder was only ten years old, but now there were almost hundreds of people, and there were still those who had not come back when they went out to do tasks.

Li Yang briefly introduced what happened over the years, including joys and sorrows, and some sects, but they all got through the difficulties one by one.

"Sect Master, we are about to stabilize the Eight-Star Sect now, but we are temporarily lacking the masters of the peak of the Great Demon God, so we are still a little short of..."

Li Yang said embarrassedly.

Ling Feng smiled, nodded his mouth, pointed at the Tianyu Immortal Emperor beside him and said, "It's not bad now, just have him."

Now, everyone's eyes looked at the Tianyu Immortal Emperor. They had previously thought they were Ling Feng's friend. Now that the other party said this, was the peak master of the Great Demon God?

The Immortal Emperor Tianyu smiled, and inadvertently exuded a hint of momentum, shocking everyone.

"Big, the peak master of the great demon god?" An elder swallowed and spitted.

Then, several elders stood up excitedly. With the peak master of the Great Demon God, they could stabilize the Eight-Star Sect. From now on, they would be one of the peak sects in the Demon Immortal Realm.

"Hurry, quickly send a invitation, and in three days, I, Fengling Pavilion, will enter the Eight-Star Sect."

Li Yang burst into laughter. Over the years, he felt that today was the happiest day for him.

"Congratulations to the sect leader, congratulations to the sect leader." Hundreds of elders stood up to congratulate him. The disciples outside looked inside without asking, trying to see the legendary sect leader's style.

At the same time, Feng Lingge's invitation was quickly sent out, and those who received the invitation were surprised no matter who they were invited.

Fengling Pavilion has been established for less than a hundred years, and now it is going to stabilize the Eight-Star Sect. Is this too fast?

Although if you want to become an eight-star sect, the minimum standard is to have a great demon master, but not a person at the level of a great demon can do it, and it also depends on his identity and qualifications and strength.

Some people are unhappy, and some people are naturally happy. Those who are happy are the small sects attached to Fengling Pavilion.

The reason why the small sects depend on Fengling Pavilion is not because they want to find a strong backer.

If their backer becomes the Eight-Star Sect, then they will be more proud of going out in the future. They can stand up wherever they go, and they will never have to deal with others the next time.

So on the third day, the leaders of the small sects came over. On the surface, they were sending gifts and congratulations, but in fact they were visiting masters of the great demon level.

However, the Tianyu Immortal Emperor could not see him just by saying that he could see him. The people from the small sects were rejected and wanted to see him, he had to wait until the next day.

...At night, the sky was full of stars, Ling Feng sat on the stone bench and looked up at the starry sky, his eyes were rotating, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

At this moment, a black shadow appeared out of thin air on Ling Feng, limiting his strength with one hand.

Ling Feng's expression was frozen, and his body trembled, breaking the imprisonment, but he did not turn around immediately, but pretended to be sealed and did not move.

"Where is that great demon?" A hoarse voice came from behind.

Ling Feng pretended to be very scared on his face and kept shaking his head. Then he felt a slap on his back. The power was not heavy, but it just made Ling Feng's breath a little disordered.

"Huh?" The man seemed a little surprised. Why didn't he kill Ling Feng with this palm, and he didn't even spit out blood.

"court death."

A cold sound suddenly sounded, and a terrible force hit the black shadow hard. The other party's bones made a shattering sound, and his body collapsed into the wall.

"You...you are not a great demon god, but a demon clan realm!" the man roared angrily.

“I know too much.”

Ling Feng slowly stood up and walked over. The man widened his eyes, and his neck was pinched by Ling Feng.

"I'm actually not an ordinary disciple..."

Under the man's horrified eyes, Ling Feng crushed the other party's throat without hesitation, and a great demon master died in his hands.

Looking at the dead man on the ground, Ling Feng had no expression on his face. He didn't need to search his soul at all, and he knew what the other party was here for.

"Master..." Tianyu Immortal Emperor walked out of the dark corner.

"It's okay, just like I thought. This is just a test. It seems that someone doesn't want us to enter the Eight-Star Sect smoothly tomorrow."

Ling Feng smiled, raised the flames and burned the other party's body.
Chapter completed!