Hundreds of people from the Haisha Gang poured into the main altar under the leadership of Yun Ting, and when everyone was a few miles away from the main altar meeting hall, more than a thousand disciples of the Haisha Gang appeared in front, and the person at the head turned out to be Leng Tianjie.

"Deputy Gang Leader Yun, the gang leader has an order, the idle people are waiting here, the gang leader only summons the Yun Deputy Gang Leader and the Feng Hall Master, and those who violate the order will be killed. Leng Tianjie had an extremely stiff smile on his face, and his voice was a little cautious.

Leng Tianjie had already felt Ye Hailong's killing intent, and had also heard about Feng Fan's strength and Yun Ting's division of all the treasures in the Netherworld Palace's main altar, and this old fox smelled a strong aura of danger. But both sides are powerful, and no matter which side is offended, they may lose their lives, so even if he acts on orders, Leng Tianjie does not dare to have the slightest arrogance.

"Since the helper has an order, let us do what we are told. Feng Fan gave Yun Ting, whose face changed slightly, a glance, and then said loudly.

"Please lead the way. Yun Ting suppressed the killing intent in his heart and said to Leng Tianjie.

"I am waiting here at the behest of the helper, and I invite you two to go to the council hall alone. Leng Tianjie smiled awkwardly.

Yun Ting nodded, and then ran quickly to the council hall with Feng Fan. The remaining nearly 2,000 Haisha Gang disciples confronted each other silently, and everyone did not have any words or actions. Because most of them know the current situation in their hearts, no matter who comes out alive from it for a while, as long as they obey this side, they can save their lives, and if they fight each other at this time, it is extremely stupid.

Yun Ting and Feng Fan came to the outside of the meeting hall, only to see twenty strong Haisha Gang disciples guarding the door with various weapons.

"The helper invites you two in. Seeing Yun Ting and Feng Fan, one of the men arched his hand at Yun Ting and said loudly.

Yun Ting frowned slightly, didn't say anything, and Feng Fan went straight into the conference hall. Ye Hailong and the old man in white stood at the innermost part of the hall, their faces cold and with a strong murderous aura.

"Deputy Gang Leader Yun, I heard that this attack on the Netherworld Palace went extremely smoothly, but where are the captured gold and silver treasures now?" Ye Hailong saw Yun Ting and Feng Fan coming close side by side, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his expression was a little stiff and said.

"The disciples of the Haisha Gang who participated in the war this time have made great contributions, so the leader of this gang has divided these gold, silver and jewelry. Yun Ting said awe-inspiringly.

"Bold traitor, you actually did such a thing without authorization, do you still have me as a helper in your eyes?" Ye Hailong's face changed, and he asked in a fierce voice.

"Ye Hailong, you have always been a fish and a common man, and the master of this hall has long seen you unpleasantly, so he will take you down today. Without waiting for Yun Ting's words, Feng Fan said sharply.

"Boy, don't go to the gathering place of the cultivation realm, but fight and kill in the mortal rivers and lakes, I think you think you have a long life! Very good, the fourth layer of cultivation in the Qi Gathering Period, the old man will send you on your way today." Ye Hailong's second grandfather suddenly exuded a powerful momentum, and this momentum frantically surged towards Yun Ting and Feng Fan, making Yun Ting feel like suffocation.

Feng Fan's heart was shocked, and for the first time, he felt a huge threat, a feeling that he had never felt even when facing the old man who invaded his body back then.

"Who are you?" Feng Fan asked with some confusion as he stared at the old man in white.

"You are already dying, it doesn't hurt for the old man to tell you, Ye Hailong is the grandson of the old man, since you are plotting against the sea dragon, the old man will send you on the road. The grim words of the old man in white resounded in the ears of the two.

Feng Fan's complexion changed, and then his mind moved, and the short sword magic weapon had already flown out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring and was suspended in front of him.

"Hehe, this level of magic weapon dares to show off in front of the old man!" the old man in white showed a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Feng Fan slammed at the old man in white with one hand, and the short sword slashed towards the old man in white. The old man in white did not move, and a pale cyan light appeared around his body. The short sword carried a white sword and slashed at the body of the old man in white, and the True Yuan Imperial Cover trembled.

Feng Fan Void flicked his ten fingers at the short sword, and several magic duels were played in a row, and the endless true yuan fell on the short sword. The short sword let out a buzzing sound, and suddenly the sword qi soared into the sky, violently attacking the True Yuan Imperial Cover of the white-clothed old man. With a sonorous sound of impact, the short sword emitted a dazzling light, bursting out with countless lights.

"The seventh layer of the Qi Gathering Period!" Although the True Yuan Imperial Cover did not have the slightest intention of collapsing, the banter on the face of the old man in white disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by a trace of solemnity.

After experiencing the powerful attack of the opponent just now, the old man in white was extremely shocked in his heart. Just now, I felt the breath of the opponent with my divine sense, and the opponent was obviously a fourth-layer monk in the Qi Gathering Period, but I didn't expect that the power of the attack was equivalent to the seventh layer of the Qi Gathering Period, how could this not make the old man in white frightened!

The white-clothed old man's hands moved slightly, and two cyan rays of light surged out, and in a very short period of time, the cyan light turned into two cyan giant blades. Seeing the old man in white performing the True Yuan Illusion Technique, Feng Fan pointed at the short sword, and the short sword flew back, and Feng Fan opened the True Yuan Imperial Cover very quickly.

The fingers of the old man in white shot out rapidly, and the cyan giant blade in his hand flashed, and then shot towards Feng Fan. Feng Fan pointed at the short sword with his right hand, and the short sword rushed forward.

At the same time, Feng Fan grabbed the cloud with his left hand, and his body quickly moved sideways, thus dodging the attack of another cyan giant blade. With a "bang", one of the cyan giant blades was blocked by the short sword, emitting a little spiritual light, and a huge True Yuan fluctuation scattered around, while the other cyan giant blade hit Feng Fan's True Yuan Imperial Cover extremely quickly.

With a muffled sound, the cyan giant blade sliced the True Yuan Imperial Cover after being blocked by the Fengfan True Yuan Imperial Cover for a very short time, and the green blade, which suddenly shrank to an inch in length, hit Feng Fan's right shoulder.

Feng Fan snorted, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the spell attack issued by the eighth layer of cultivation of the old man in white made Feng Fan suffer a certain amount of trauma.

Feng Fan flipped his left hand, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng Flag appeared in his hand, and with the rapid waving of the array flag, countless cyan ripples rippled around him. The astonishing spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the small black flag made the old man in white shout in a lost voice: "Gu Bao!" The old man in white who only knew magic weapons and magic weapons did not know that the Five Elements Xuanmeng Banner used by Feng Fan was not an ancient treasure at all, but a spiritual treasure that even all level cultivators in the Immortal and Demon Realm were crazy about.

The white-clothed old man waved his hands without hesitation, and with the rapid change of the magic technique, countless cyan flying swords transformed into true elements emerged.

Feng Fan waved the Five Elements Xuanmeng Flag again, and the cyan ripples around him enveloped all four people in the hall. At this time, the old man in white's spell had also been completed, with a sinister smile on his face. The old man in white flipped his hands, and countless cyan flying swords covered Feng Fan and the clouds like snow.

Feng Fan injected the two Five Elements Xuanmeng True Yuan into Yun Ting's body and the short sword floating in the air respectively, and then retreated extremely quickly, the two of them quickly escaped from the big array, and the short sword also flew out.

Countless cyan flying swords flew straight in the direction of Feng Fan's escape like meteors, and flew to the edge of the great array in an instant. As the flying sword and the great array met, countless afterimages burst out, and the powerful power surged towards the surroundings like a furious sea. Countless cyan brilliance rolled around, and the flying sword swirled and danced, emitting a dazzling green glow.

After a dull sound, countless flying swords all turned invisible after being blocked by the large array, and Feng Fan and Yun Ting also disappeared from the sight of the old man in white at this moment.