The headmaster of the Wuliang Jianzong stiffened suddenly, subconsciously blowing his head over.,Ye Fan still wanted to touch the Lingyu, but he touched a layer of prohibition. It was probably impossible to break it without the power of a saint.,Lan Yun'e was stunned and looked over. She saw Ye Fan's robe fluttering in the windless air, his hair standing on end, and a sudden invisible aura surrounding him, isolating heaven and earth, as if forming its own domain.。