there is only one day left."Ye Bufan smiled and said, "Aren't we two people What is the task How much have you completed now"“The team’s sales target for this quarter was 5 million yuan.” Tong Xiaoxi...As for the power of the Black Devil Sails, Ye Bufan was not unfamiliar with it. He had witnessed it once at Tianlong Temple before.

At that time, Xin Wuji used a counterfeit Black Demon Sail, but it still caused headaches for everyone.

The greatest power of this thing lies in the released demonic aura, which seems to have a life of its own. Each ray is like a giant dark python, possessing immense combat power.

But now Heiwuya wasn't using some counterfeit, but one of the Three Great Demon Artifacts: the Black Demon Sail. Its power naturally couldn't be compared to anything else.

Under the dancing black sails, demonic energy ceaselessly transformed into gigantic pythons, each comparable to a demon beast at the early stage of crossing tribulation.

One or two wouldn't be anything, but so many gathered together, the power is simply terrifying.

It's no wonder that back then, Hei Wuya dared to challenge the entire Kunlun Continent with his three magic artifacts. This thing is simply too overpowered.

Although the disciples of the Three Great Sects were well-prepared, they were still caught off guard by the formidable Black Devil Fleet.

Ye Bufan was also in a similar situation, seven or eight demonic qi giant pythons, each several feet long, lunged at him with fangs and claws bared.

Although Xuanyuan Zhan Tian was powerful, he was surrounded by the same demonic qi giant pythons and struggled to cope.

He was like this, let alone others, completely plunged into chaos.

A giant python came before Ye Bufan, just like a real monster. It opened its mouth and swallowed him whole.

"Take this!"

Ye Bufan let out a cold snort, and the refining demon bottle flew out.

As the saying goes, one thing overcomes another. This refining demon bottle is the nemesis of all dark energy.

Just moments ago, the menacing dark python that seemed unstoppable was instantly sucked into the bottle. Even the dozen or so others attacking Xuanyuan Zhantian met the same fate, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"My goodness, little one, what a wonderful treasure you are!"

Xuanyuan Zhan Tian's pair of green bean-sized eyes widened, their light flickering.

He had seen spirit bottles before, but he never imagined that they could be this powerful.

"No time for chatter, let's get to it."

Ye Bufan said something, then controlled the magic bottle to fly into the air. Suddenly, a huge suction force covered the entire field, instantly sucking all those dark pythons in and wiping them out completely.

"Uh..."

The scene instantly fell silent. Everyone stared in disbelief, mouths agape.

The Dark Demon Lord's men were just excited, thinking that with the Black Demon Sail out, none of these people in front of them would survive. However, they didn't expect it to be broken so quickly.

And the people of the Three Great Sects let out a long sigh of relief. Although the time was short, they had also paid a great price.

The Black Demon Sail is truly overbearing, even more so when wielded by Hei Wuyā.

If it weren't for Ye Bufan's intervention, these people would have died at the hands of those demonic python sooner or later.

Even Hei Wuya's smile froze instantly. After so many years, he had never seen anyone break the Black Demon Sail in such a way.

What was in that little bottle His gaze was fixed intently on the vial.

And just as he was lost in thought, four figures leapt out, the cold gleam in their hands slashing directly towards him.

East: Zhan Tian, West: Leng Qing Qiu, South: Feng Zhi Wu, North: Si Tu Dian Mo.

All of this was within Ye Bufan's expectations. He knew that after breaking the Black Demon Sail, the opponent would definitely be momentarily stunned, and this was just the right opportunity to make a move.

So he had already sent a voice transmission to these people before driving the refining cauldron, telling them to seize the opportunity and make their move.

The four people all possessed cultivation levels above the Tribulation Transcendence stage. Although the time was not long, it was enough for them.

Before everyone could recover, Xuanyuan Zhantian's black short sword had already heavily slashed across Hei Wuya's back.

Almost at the same time, Feng Zhiwu's long sword pierced his left chest, Si Tu Dianmo's saber pierced his right chest, and Leng Qingqiu's sword slashed directly at his head.

Seeing this, everyone from the Three Great Sects was filled with excitement. Facing the attacks of the Four Great Masters, even if Heiwuya was strong, he was probably going to fall.

The excitement was just for a moment, followed by utter astonishment.

Xuanyuan Zhantian's black short knife slashed at Heiwuya's back, but it couldn't hurt him even a bit.

He wasn't even sliced, but instead the entire person was sent flying backward from the impact.

This shocked everyone. After all, this old man was a powerhouse who could catch lightning bolts with his bare hands. His cultivation was far superior to that of a tribulation peak cultivator, yet he couldn't even break through the other party's defenses.

Not only him, but the three people next to him are like that as well.

Although Jianjian managed to pierce Heiwuya, it had no effect whatsoever. Instead, Jianjian was knocked back by the force of the attack.

The joint effort of the four powerful beings ultimately proved futile.

I said the reborn Demon Lord of the Magic Gate was surprisingly powerful, and a strange chill arose in everyone's hearts. Could this be the power of the legendary Heavenly Demon Body

To be frank, they're so powerful right now that you can't even lay a finger on them. How are we supposed to win this battle

Heizi Wuyaya lowered his head to glance at the ripped clothes, reaching out a hand to pat them, as if trying to brush away the dust clinging to them.

Then he raised his head, his eyes glaring sharply at Ye Bufan.

"Little one, you have cunning skills. But you've also thoroughly enraged this old man."

"You have injured so many of my disciples from the Demon Sect and destroyed my Black Magic Sail. Today, I will let you experience the most tragic death in the human world!"

"At that, his handsome face suddenly contorted into a horrifying grimace. 'I'll have you die at the hands of your own people,' he hissed, 'and not even be able to resist. You'll be left with nothing but each other to kill.'"

Either you die or they die. How interesting, isn't it

At this point, the Soul-Stealing Magic Bell appeared in her palm. With a gentle shake, a strange sound emanated from all around.

This voice, though seemingly soft, pierced through the very soul.

A flicker of confusion flashed in the eyes of the three major sects' disciples, followed by a look of utter bewilderment, as if they were walking corpses.

Not only them, but even Situ Diànmò and Fèng Zhìwǔ were not spared.

Although he struggled desperately, his eyes eventually lost their clarity and he was completely controlled by the Soul-Capturing Bell.

Xuanyuan Zhantian, despite his immense power, could only barely resist. He was in excruciating pain, sitting cross-legged on the ground, using all his might to fight against the soul-devouring demon spirit's demonic sound.

In just a fleeting moment, everyone except Ye Bufan was swiftly overwhelmed by the Soul Devouring Magic Bell's attack.

But at this moment, his expression was cold and stern, his heart incredibly heavy. It was obvious that he had still underestimated the power of Heiwuya.

Before, in the Taixu Palace, he had seen the Soul-Seizing Magic Bell. This thing required a demonic soul as an assistant to control the minds of others.

But obviously, this idea was wrong. In Hei Wuya's hands, the Soul-Stealing Magic Bell's power had been taken to the extreme, and it didn't need any assistance to reach its full potential at all.

"Hahaha, little one, aren't you surprised Now enjoy the feast I've prepared for you!"

Heiwuya let out a hearty, unrestrained laugh, then with a wave of his hand, commanded, "Kill him!"

As soon as the words were uttered, the people present, who had been motionless like puppets, immediately sprang into action. Feng Zhi danced to the fore, the first to wield a long sword and strike at Ye Bufan.

Although her mind was currently under duress, her cultivation base remained unaffected. This sword strike directly unleashed a ten-zhang long blade of light.

Just like they were facing their mortal enemies, others acted with merciless brutality.ot what he needs.When he saw the sixth item, his eyes lit up. It was a rather worn-looking parchment scroll.The cover features four archaic characters, Zhǐ bì chéng gāng. Let me know if you'd like me...