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"Zhang Yang?!" Yun Jing couldn't hide the surprise on his face.

Zhang Yang quickly ran to the side of the old master Yun Jing and said excitedly: "I am Zhang Yang!"

Then the old master Yun Jing looked around and said in disbelief: "You have been staying in the Eryue Sea these days?"

"Ahem... Yes, Brother Fang Xiu Yu disappeared in the seabed. I have been looking for Brother Fang's whereabouts these days, but..."

Zhang Yang stopped talking and just shook his head regretfully.

The disciples of the Yifeng Sect were all a little moved at this time. They didn't expect that Zhang Yang actually gave up the opportunity to explore the Demon Lord's Tomb in order to find Fang Xiu Yu.

Although the four people who survived were in a mess, they had been following the old master Yun Jing and got some good things in the Demon Lord's Tomb.

It is expected that after digesting all these things, entering the sixth level will not be a problem.

"Junior Brother Zhang is so righteous, ah..."

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang is famous for his righteousness in the sect."

"..."

Ancestor Yun Jing also looked at Zhang Yang with an inexplicable expression, patted his shoulder, and said nothing.

He just turned to the other disciples of Yifeng Sect and said, "Let's go, don't waste time, that thing may catch up."

The faces of all the disciples were solemn, and they hurried to act.

"Ancestor, Senior Brother Fang..."

Zhang Yang asked with a little hesitation.

Ancestor Yun Jing shook his head, "It's been so long since we found him, it seems that he is in danger!"

Based on his understanding of the Demon Lord's Tomb, Fang Xiu Yu is most likely dead.

"Let's go!"

After saying this, Ancestor Yun Jing pulled Zhang Yang and flew directly towards the cliff.

Zhang Yang did not struggle, and let Ancestor Yun Jing take him.

In the blink of an eye, Ancestor Yun Jing had caught up with Ancestor Bai Yi who was flying in front.

Patriarch Bai Yi glanced at Yun Jing and was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang Yang in his hand. "Where did this guy come from? Just now... he was not around you, right?"

Zhang Yang's ring battle left a deep impression on Bai Yi, so he had memorized his appearance.

"Hmph... what does it have to do with you?" Patriarch Yun Jing snorted coldly.

Zhang Yang lowered his head, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. It seemed that he had abolished Qin Wujiu and made Bai Yi miss him.

Bai Yi looked at Zhang Yang deeply, smiled softly and stopped talking.

'Hmm? '

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, tilted his head subconsciously, and glanced at the distance with his peripheral vision.

I saw a black dot as big as a sesame seed moving quickly towards this side.

At this time, Bai Yi and Yun Jing also sensed it and looked back at the same time.

I saw the demon stepping in the void and rushing towards this side quickly.

"What?"

"So fast?"

Both of them showed a trace of astonishment on their faces. They knew that this ghost thing might catch up, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Hurry up!"

Yun Jing called out to the disciples beside him.

Seeing this situation, the disciples of the two factions squeezed the energy in their bodies desperately.

The whole speed suddenly increased.

Fortunately, there was no sea beast harassment this time, and the distance to the cliff was not far. After a quarter of an hour, they finally reached the teleportation array on the cliff.

"Hurry!"

Yun Jing and Bai Yi's faces changed, and they changed from flying to running. The demon was getting closer and closer, and they could no longer use magic.

"Swoosh~"

The demon was already close at hand, and the last disciple flew into the teleportation array.

Zhang Yang's mind moved and directly controlled the demon tomb to close the teleportation array.

"Hoohoo..."

Everyone was panting, their eyes fixed on the direction of the teleportation array, fearing that the monster would rush out of the teleportation array.

By then, they couldn't run away even if they wanted to!

Fortunately, after a few breaths, the teleportation array gradually disappeared from the spot.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and collapsed to the ground.

The two ancestors were relieved.

"It seems that this ghost thing can't leave the Demon Lord's Tomb!"

Ancestor Yun Jing guessed.

Ancestor Bai Yi walked towards the teleportation array and sensed it with a frown.

"The teleportation array disappeared!"

You know, the Demon Lord's Tomb is very large, and they didn't explore it completely this time.

Especially the blood helium, they didn't even see it!

I was thinking about pulling other ancestors of Yangyan Tower to explore it next time, but I didn't expect that even the teleportation array suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

Yun Jing was stunned when he heard it, frowned and walked forward, stretched out his hand to sense it, "It really disappeared, and I don't know when it will be opened next time.

Unless you find an eighth-level expert who specializes in formations to explore it, maybe you can find the location of the teleportation array."

Yun Jing shook his head regretfully.

He no longer expected to get blood helium. The ghost thing inside could restrain magic. No one except physical cultivators could do anything to it.

Now the only physical cultivator in the Yifeng Sect, Mo Yun, was seriously injured. It was good news that the demon lord suddenly shut down.

He didn't know,Whether the Demon Lord's Tomb is opened and when it is opened are all decided by Zhang Yang.

If he wants, Zhang Yang can control the Demon Lord's Tomb to release the ban now.

Patriarch Yun Jing looked back at the remaining five Yifeng Sect disciples and sighed, "Let's go, let's return to the sect!"

In general, this tomb exploration has gained a lot, but the loss is even greater!

It will take five to ten years to train a few more fifth-level inner sects and true disciples.

"By the way, Bai Yi, are you going back to Yifeng Sect with me for repair or..."

Yun Jing glanced at Bai Yi.

"I will take my disciples back to Yangyan Tower directly!"

Bai Yi rejected Yun Jing's invitation.

"Well, goodbye!"

"Take care!"

The two of them bowed to each other happily.

Yun Jing turned around and released the flying ship, and the Yifeng Sect disciples jumped on the flying ship and flew towards Yifeng Mountain.

Patriarch Bai Yi looked at the flying ship that was slowly flying away, narrowed his eyes, and a trace of cruelty flashed across his face.

Then he took out a bottle of recovery pills from his ring and threw it to his disciples.

"Everyone, recover your energy as soon as possible and prepare to kill the Yifeng Sect disciples!"

Taking the recovery pill, Taoist Bai Long hesitated, "Ancestor, this is the territory of the Yifeng Sect after all, we..."

Nearly half of their people died, and they were more or less injured!

"Hmm?"

Patriarch Bai Yi looked at Taoist Bai Long coldly, "I will find a way to entangle Yun Jing, you guys can't deal with five Yifeng Sect disciples?"

"I will obey the orders of the ancestor!" Taoist Bai Long looked at the eight or nine disciples behind him and could only nod helplessly.

If Patriarch Bai Yi entangled Yun Jing, they would be outnumbered and the battle would end quickly if nothing unexpected happened.

Besides, the strength of the Yifeng Sect disciples was not as good as their own group.

All the disciples of Yangyan Tower sat cross-legged and began to restore their energy.

......

On the flying ship, the remaining five people of Yifeng Sect did not speak, but silently took out food to slowly restore their physical strength.

Patriarch Yunjing stood on the mast, controlling the movement of the flying ship.

Zhang Yang took a look, took out some food from the ring, and flew to Patriarch Yunjing.

"Ancestor, eat something!"

Patriarch Yunjing turned around and found that it was Zhang Yang, with an ugly smile on his face, "Zhang Yang, I'm not hungry, you guys eat!"

This time, the loss of Yifeng Sect was greater than last time. This time, all the elites came out, and half of them died at once.

This was a huge blow to Yifeng Sect!

Fang Xiuyu, Dang Xiaojie, Fang Nian, Lu Ping, Wang Jia... Alas!

The worst loss was still the Moyun lineage. The two true disciples died at the same time in the Demon Lord's Tomb. He didn't know how to explain to Moyun when he went back.

"Hmm?"

Yun Jing sensed something was wrong and looked up at the horizon.

He saw a group of unknown monsters appearing, rushing towards this side like a tide!