My disciples are all reincarnated emperors

"This aura...is actually the third level of Creation Origin Realm!"

"Impossible! Isn't he the power of the source of heaven and earth? How could he be the third level of the source of creation?"

"It's not true! It's definitely not true!"

"..."

The three ancestors of the Tianmeng Sect in the arena had endless panic on their faces at this moment.

The presumptuous complacency on their faces disappeared at this moment.

They never expected that the strength of Saint King Ye Feng, whom they had always underestimated, would be at the third level of the source of good fortune, far surpassing them.

This made them extremely terrified at this moment, wishing they could turn around and run away immediately.

There is no suspense at all for them at the first level of the source of good fortune to fight against Ye Feng, who is at the third level of the source of good fortune!
They are sure to lose!

Although they have an advantage in numbers, this advantage is useless at all.

No matter how many of them there are, they are still a group of ants in front of Ye Feng.

At this moment, the three ancestors of Tianmengzong looked at Ye Feng with endless fear.

The disciples and elders of Tianmengzong are terrified of Ye Feng at this moment.

"It's over, he has the strength of the third level of the source of creation, we are completely finished!"

"The rumors are false. He is hundreds, thousands of times stronger than the rumors."

"What should we do now?"

"..."

The elder, a disciple of Tianmengzong, started to back away while talking.

They all had endless fear of Ye Feng, who was in the third level of the source of fortune.

Even if they haven't made a move yet, they have no intention of fighting. If their ancestors were not still there, they would have slipped away long ago.

"The three of us are not his opponents."

"Divide into three groups and start running away!"

The three Heavenly Dream Sect ancestors in the arena talked to each other.

Then, the three ancestors abandoned their disciple elders on the spot, ran away, and fled in three directions.

In their view, no matter how strong and terrifying Ye Feng is, he can only chase and kill them alone.

It is impossible to hunt down and kill the three of them at the same time!

"There are no ants, and they can escape alive from the hands of this seat."

"You are no exception!"

Ye Feng said.

Then, Ye Feng took out his artifact, the Bow of Good Fortune.

After taking out his Bow of Creation, Ye Feng began to pull the bow string without any haste, and condensed three terrifying arrows that were enough to kill the Origin of Creation.

Ye Feng, who is in charge of the Dao of Archery, can do whatever he wants to achieve the terrifying level of piercing Yang with a hundred steps and hitting a hundred shots without any false strings.

No matter how far the enemy fled, they couldn't escape the shooting of the Divine Bow in his hand.

After Ye Feng aimed slightly, the three arrows in his hand shot out directly, aiming at the three ancestors of Tianmengzong who were desperately fleeing, and shot them away.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!!"

Three terrifying arrows, which were deadly enough to kill the source of good fortune, pierced through layers of void, and shot at the three ancestors of the Heavenly Dream Sect who were desperately fleeing.

"What kind of bow and arrow is this?"

"How could the speed of the arrows being shot be so fast?"

The skinny ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect had sunken eye sockets extremely terrified.

In his panic, the arrow hit his vest hard.

"Oh!"

Immediately, the extremely terrifying third-order power of the source of good fortune suddenly exploded, blasting the body of the ancestor of the Heavenly Dream Sect on the spot.

Even the soul was instantly detonated!
It can be said that this ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect died extremely miserable!
the other side.

Before the hoarse-voiced Tianmengzong Patriarch opened his mouth, the arrow shot at him ruthlessly pierced his throat, blasting him into blood mist in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, the two ancestors of the Heavenly Dream Sect, both of them died under Ye Feng's divine bow.

Today, there is only the last Heavenly Dream Sect patriarch who is desperately escaping.

"I have to run away!"

"If I am shot by the arrow of the third-level source of good fortune, I will die!"

Knowing the power of the arrow shot from behind, this deep-breathing ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect ran away desperately.

But unfortunately, when he continued to escape, he suddenly discovered that the space in front of him was forcibly blocked by someone.

So that he can no longer escape the slightest!

"Since you can't escape, then fight!"

Seeing that the escape route ahead was blocked, the ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect had no choice but to grit his teeth and unleash the power of the first-order source of good fortune all over his body, condensing out a giant hand thousands of feet high and shooting towards it. The arrows left with regret.

"Crack!"

The two regretted each other for a moment, and the huge hand that reached thousands of feet was suddenly pierced by the arrow, and then there was a crackling sound, and countless cracks appeared on the surface of the giant hand that reached the sky.

"Oh!"

In the end, the sky-reaching giant hand exploded with a bang.

And that arrow, without the blocking of the giant hand that reaches the sky, hit the last ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect fiercely.

"No!"

The ancestor of the Tianmeng Sect raised his head and yelled unwillingly.

Then, the ancestor of Tianmengzong exploded with a bang in front of everyone.

Just like that, none of the ancestors of the Tianmeng Sect who escaped in three ways escaped alive.

All of them died tragically under Ye Feng's Bow of Creation.

"Holy King Ye Feng, please forgive me!"

"Holy King Ye Feng, please spare us! We were all forced."

"As long as the Holy King Ye Feng is willing to spare us, we are willing to repay you like cows and horses."

"..."

With the death of the three ancestors of Tianmengzong, all the disciples and elders of Tianmengzong knelt down to Ye Feng, begging for mercy continuously.

"There are no eggs under an overturned nest."

After Ye Feng finished speaking, with a thought in his mind, a terrifying force of good fortune directly crushed them mercilessly.

"Puff puff!!!"

In an instant, the disciples and elders of the Tianmeng Sect who had surrounded him and others in the arena were all crushed by the terrifying power of the source of good fortune at this moment, turning into blood mist that filled the sky and drifted into the void.

For those who dare to hurt their disciples, whether it is the sect forces or the ancient race.

Even Ye Feng won't be merciful!
"Master, I have no grievances or enmities with this Tianmengzong."

"Why do they insist on killing me?"

At this time, Gu Xuan, who had not yet awakened all his memories, asked his master.

Gu Xuan was very puzzled, Tianmengzong seemed to really not want him to grow up, as if he was about to kill himself.

"Some things, as a teacher, I can't tell you for the time being."

"When you grow up in the future, you will understand all this."

"If the teacher tells you now, it will definitely have some impressions on your cultivation and Taoism."

Ye Feng didn't tell him about Gu Xuan being the Emperor of Formation.

If you tell him now, it will definitely have some impact on Gu Xuan.

All of this needs to be done naturally.

If he forcibly told Gu Xuan that these people in front of him were disciples and grandchildren of his enemies in the previous life, it would more or less cause unnecessary influence on Gu Xuan.