After running for hundreds of miles, the aftermath of the battle gradually disappeared, and Ye Xiwen could not help but murmur: "These truth level masters are really terrifying!"
"Lowly human, do you really think that they are just ordinary truth level masters? That blockhead has already reached the peak of ninth stage of truth level, and that human is already a half-step legendary existence, otherwise how could they have caused such a huge commotion?" Suddenly, the little devil in Ye Xiwen's hand said in a sarcastic tone.
Ye Xiwen suddenly remembered that he was still holding the little devil in his hand.
After escaping from the trap, Ye Xiwen leisurely asked: "What kind of devil are you?"
Ye Xiwen firmly held the little devil in his hand and was not afraid of its resistance. Ye Xiwen also noticed that this little devil was very difficult to kill, but at the same time, it had almost no strength, or rather, its strength came from that terrifying scarlet mirror.
But now, he could not completely control the scarlet mirror, and Ye Xiwen could feel that his mind seemed to be somewhat connected with this mirror.
Ye Xiwen also could not figure out why, dropping blood to recognize a master and so on was pure nonsense, only spirit tools and above magic tools could recognize a master, but the so-called master recognition.
Generally speaking, the master must congeal his own soul into it, and then sacrifice it day and night, only then would it be possible to reach the initial stage of psychic connection.
Ye Xiwen carefully recalled, in addition to the mysterious space protecting him when he was attacked by the scarlet mirror, there was no other special situation.
All of this was certainly related to the mysterious space in his mind, although it was somewhat confusing, but one thing was certain, as long as he controlled this scarlet mirror, this little devil simply would not have the strength to fight back.
"Devil, don't confuse this uncle with those inferior creatures!" The little devil said disdainfully.
"Then what are you?" Ye Xiwen asked, if it was not a devil, then what was it?
Ye Xiwen's mind flashed with the description of the devil race that had invaded Zhen Wu Jie so far, but he really could not see it, no matter how he looked at it, it still looked like a little devil.
"This uncle is a tool spirit, do you understand, what is a tool spirit?" The little devil said.
"Artifact spirit!" Ye Xiwen was startled. Tool spirit, he certainly knew what it was. The so-called spirit tool had a spirit, and this spirit referred to the tool spirit. However, the so-called spirit was actually nothing more than a little spiritual, nothing more. It was just like saying that a dog was very intelligent and intelligent, but it was better than a dull dog, but that's all there was to it, nothing more.
However, there were also some magic tools that, through some lucky coincidences, could also develop spiritual wisdom. This was the so-called Artifact Spirit. However, having the IQ of a four or five-year-old human was already very good. This Little Devil's IQ was definitely higher than the average human's, it was definitely extremely rare.
"If Tianyuan mirror hadn't suddenly and inexplicably recognized you as its master, do you think that you, a lowly human, would still be alive right now?" That little devil looked at Ye Xiwen with a look of contempt.
Deep in their bones, they looked down on humans.
"You are now in my hands, and I have a thousand ways to torture you!" Ye Xiwen sneered. This little devil tool spirit obviously didn't understand the situation.
Now, he was the master of Tianyuan mirror, and it was just a tool spirit, nothing more. Ye Xiwen had plenty of ways to deal with it.
That little devil didn't know what kind of cruel torture method it had thought of, and suddenly its small body shook and a trace of fear appeared on its face.
"What do you think Tianyuan mirror is, it is the tool of our devil world's great devil king, the great devil king, the great devil king, the ruler of the heavens!" The little devil said loudly.
"But you're still in my hands!" Ye Xiwen sneered and disdained the Devil Monarch's words.
"You, a lowly human … …" That little devil was angered by Ye Xiwen's attitude and jumped up in anger.
"Shut up, if you bother me again, I will kill you!" As soon as Ye Xiwen heard the little devil calling him a lowly human, he felt a burst of annoyance. The existence of tool spirit, to a large extent, existed in the master's tolerance limit, and with the cooperation of the tool spirit, the power of the tool would be enhanced a lot, but if the tool spirit was disloyal to him, then it would be better to erase it so that he could fully control the tool.
If an ordinary person obtained a tool spirit, then generally, they would directly erase the original tool spirit, or they would not need the tool spirit, or they would re-cultivate their own spirit.
That little devil suddenly shut up, and at the same time, it secretly cursed in its heart, how could it suddenly and inexplicably recognize a lowly human as its master.
However, Ye Xiwen didn't care about what this little devil was thinking in the end. He whistled and called the red-crowned crane. He jumped on the back of the red-crowned crane and without stopping, he went straight in the direction of Yi Yuan School.
This time, it could be said that the harvest was not small, especially this Tianyuan mirror, although he still couldn't figure out the specific situation, but he had plenty of time to slowly figure it out.
And now, it was time to go back and participate in the seed disciple competition. Although Bai Mojiao's disciples were wreaking havoc everywhere, but for Yi Yuan School and the other major forces, it was nothing. It was just another Bai Mojiao's disciples creating havoc, nothing more. It was not like they had never encountered this kind of situation before, but up until now, the major forces had not really taken any action.
Now, only a part of their strength was mobilized, just like the true heritage of Yi Yuan School, which represented the true heritage of hundreds of true disciples, but now, only 100 people were dispatched.
For Yi Yuan School, all kinds of things were still being carried out in an orderly manner, and this was the foundation and confidence of a millennium great sect.
Ye Xiwen would absolutely not give up the seed disciple competition, after becoming a seed disciple, his status would naturally be different, and he would even be comparable to some core disciples.
"What, you want to participate in the seed disciple competition of some sect?"
"You are now the master of the great Tianyuan mirror, how can you do such a boring thing!"
"Conquer the world, as long as you do as I say, you will be the next great devil king, and the whole heavens and myriad worlds will tremble under your power!"
It seemed that Ye Xiwen was the master of this world, and began to try to transform Ye Xiwen into a devil power technique!
"Shut up!"
…
Along the way, Ye Xiwen rode the red-crowned crane and flew all the way, and after a day and night of flight, he finally returned to Yi Yuan School. At this time, in the vast and boundless mountain range of Yi Yuan School, a floating mountain peak came out from the middle of the mountain range and floated around the mountain range of Yi Yuan School. These floating mountain peaks were inhabited by some true disciples, and only true disciples could sit on such a floating mountain peak.
Because even with the wealth of Yi Yuan School, it was very difficult to build hundreds of such floating mountain peaks. These floating mountain peaks were not only very complete with a variety of Zhen method, but most importantly, these floating mountain peaks were inhabited by various true disciples, but once a foreign enemy invaded, these floating mountain peaks would transform into a very terrifying war fortress.
But these were all rumors, and Ye Xiwen had never seen these floating mountain peaks transform into a real war fortress.
Now was an eventful time, although in the eyes of Yi Yuan School, Bai Mojiao seemed to be just a small skirmish, but who knew if there would be a blind Bai Mojiao disciple who would come and attack, so the floating mountain peaks which originally belonged to true disciples in the depths of Yi Yuan School's mountain range were placed on the periphery as a guard.
Ye Xiwen returned to Tongtian peak unimpeded all the way, and just as he returned to Tongtian peak, he found Ye Feng and the others unexpectedly there.
"Little brother, it's great that you are all right!" Ye Feng saw that Ye Xiwen was safe and his face suddenly revealed a bit of a smile.
The others were also very happy, after all, this time, they were all rescued by Ye Xiwen, and although they came back one step earlier, but they were very worried about Ye Xiwen's safety.
Now seeing that Ye Xiwen was safe and sound, they immediately felt relieved.
"By the way, Brother Ye, did Brother Qi kill that giant devil?" At this time, Zhang Yang asked.
Everyone was most concerned about, in addition to Ye Xiwen's safety, whether Qi Feifan could kill that giant devil or not.
"I don't know, but when I left, Brother Qi already had the absolute upper hand, so that giant devil should not be Brother Qi's opponent." Ye Xiwen said, "When the time comes, we will find an opportunity to go to Brother Qi's Great Light Peak to thank him."
The floating peak where Qi Feifan lived was also famous among the true disciples, known as the Great Light Peak. It was brightly lit day and night, simply like a legendary paradise.
Although, for Qi Feifan, coming to rescue them was probably just a matter of lifting a finger, but they had no choice but to personally visit him to thank him, as for whether he would meet them or not, that was another matter.
"Well, indeed, we should do this, we should not have left early, at this time, we should go and thank him personally." Ye Feng said.
"By the way, little brother, the seed disciple competition will begin tomorrow, if you want to go and register, then you must go now." Ye Ruxue asked, at this time, perhaps only Ye Ruxue was still concerned about Ye Xiwen's participation in the seed disciple competition, hoping that Ye Xiwen would be in the limelight.
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