Become invincible from genius

"Yes, Miss Qing'er, Elder Huangxuan has already gone to investigate, and there is no result yet." The harpy girl also looked like she was gnashing her teeth. For the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, the White Jade Fruit is a cultivation resource, and every month Corresponding resources will be distributed based on cultivation status, contribution, etc.

Now that most of the mature spiritual fruits in the entire orchard have been stolen, the resources they receive will definitely be reduced as they are only half-transformed children.

Feng Qing'er just raised her eyes and didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter.

Feng Qing'er, a genius within the race, not only succeeded in transforming early, but even went out to form an alliance with Fenglei Pavilion to find a top-notch movement method suitable for the cultivation of Warcraft for the clan. He has made great achievements, and naturally there will be no impact. .

"Has the time for the selection of Tianfeng Blood Pool Holy Land been determined?" Feng Qing'er asked in a cold voice.

"Miss Hui, it's confirmed. The selection competition will be held in Tianfeng Square on the fourth floor of the Sacred Tree in three days."

Hearing this, Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes narrowed, and a lightning arc flashed through her jewel-like eyes. She stood up slowly, and a breeze blew, making her dress fit tightly, showing off her graceful figure.

"I heard from the family elders that the ancient Tianfeng blood essence in the Tianfeng blood pool has become increasingly thinner. The Tianfeng blood pool that was originally opened once a year may be changed to once every four years. I must seize the opportunity to open it this time. Only then, if we can get Tianfeng’s essence and blood, maybe we can remove that hateful soul mark!”

Feng Qing'er's eyes showed a strong hatred. Although the Shura slave seal has not caused any problems so far, her soul power has been greatly improved thanks to the pill, allowing her to practice Three Thousand Thunder Illusions. The body is handy.

Relying on the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body and the enhanced soul power, Feng Qing'er shone brightly after returning to the clan, and her ranking within the clan continued to rise. Not only did she gain a higher status, but she also received more resources and inheritance.

In just two years, she has been promoted from the original one-star Douzong to the peak of the eight-star Douzong, and is not far from the nine-star Douzong. Of course, compared with Xiao Yan rushing directly to Douzun, the gap is still widening.

"If I can't get Tianfeng essence and blood, and my bloodline can't advance further, I won't be able to break through to the eighth level. I'm already at the peak of the Eight-Star Douzong, and I'm only a few steps away from Douzong. If you miss it, you have to wait four years." Feng Qing'er showed a hint of determination, and the appearance of that man flashed in her heart.

The other women flashed past Xiao Yan with smiles on their lips and spring in their brows. Only Feng Qing'er clenched her fists and gritted her teeth. She wished she could bite off a piece of flesh from Xiao Yan's body and use her sword to cut off his flesh and blood bit by bit. .

She has no feelings for Xiao Yan, only fear and hatred!

Zizi, a flash of lightning flashed on Feng Qing'er's body, and with a roar of thunder, Feng Qing'er's feet suddenly thundered, and she appeared in the distance instantly as if she passed through the void.

"Wow, Miss Qing'er is so powerful, she can already master some space power!"

"I heard that Miss Qing'er cleared the third floor of the Phoenix Nest some time ago and got a piece of phoenix feather, which improved her cultivation a lot."

It turns out that Feng Qing'er is the body of wind and thunder. She is very good at cultivating the three thousand thunder phantom body. After a few flashes, Feng Qing'er came to a wooden house.

In the wooden house, an old woman was sitting on a rocking chair. She felt Feng Qing'er approaching and smiled lightly. With a hiss and a flash of lightning, Feng Qing'er appeared in front of the old woman with a cold expression.

"See you, Qing'er, Elder Feng Lan." Feng Qing'er lowered her head and bent over. No matter how arrogant she was, she did not dare to be disrespectful to the person in front of her, because this Elder Feng Lan was one of the few top elders in their Feng faction.

"What's wrong, Qing'er?" The old woman smiled kindly, looking at Feng Qing'er with a hint of Cixi in her eyes.

"Qing'er would like to ask whether the next opening of Tianfeng Blood Pool will be delayed to four years." Feng Qing'er asked straight to the point.

After hearing Feng Qing'er's words, the old woman stood up from the rocking chair. Of course she understood what this meant to Feng Qing'er.

"Oh, yes, according to the discussion results of the clan elders, after the Tianfeng Blood Pool is opened this time, the opening time of the Tianfeng Blood Pool will be adjusted from one year to four years." The old woman looked at it with some regret. Xiang Feng Qing'er, because generally speaking, if you want to be selected into the Tianfeng Blood Pool, you need to be at least half a level of Dou Zun or even reach Dou Zun.

In other words, if Feng Qing'er misses this time, she will have to wait four years, which is naturally very unfair to her.

After all, the ancient Tianfeng has become extinct, and the blood pool containing the essence and blood of the Tianfeng is naturally getting weaker and weaker. Unlike the dragon blood pool of the Taixu Ancient Dragon, the Taixu Ancient Dragon has not been extinct.

"Elder Feng Lan, I want to participate in this selection!" Feng Qing'er took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

The old woman was not surprised by Feng Qing'er's words. She shook her head slowly and said, "Oh, Qing'er, you have to know that the Tianfeng Blood Pool is a grand gathering for the entire Tianyaohuang Clan, and all the geniuses will compete for the few blood pools. Among them there are many geniuses who are half-step Dou Zun or even have Dou Zun strength."

"Although your strength is not weak and you have made rapid progress, you don't have much advantage when facing those geniuses who are much older than you. It's better to wait four more years until you reach the strength of half a Dou Zun."

The competition among the Celestial Demon Phoenix Clan is extremely fierce, because the Celestial Demon Phoenix Clan is different from the Nine Netherworld Python Clan. They care very much about their own bloodline, so there is serious involution within the clan.

If you don't take part in this kind of trial, you may even be killed if you are not careful.

"Qing'er knows, but I still want to participate in the selection. I want to reach Douzun as soon as possible and surpass him!" Revenge is all the motivation for Feng Qing'er's practice now!

"He refers to the Xiao Yan who had a problem with you?" Feng Lan frowned and looked at Feng Qing'er with hatred in her eyes.

Feng Qing'er didn't hide anything and nodded heavily. After she came back, she did not dare to say that Xiao Yan had refined the corpse of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan. She only said that it was a misunderstanding. However, many people knew about the battle between Yan League and Fenglei Pavilion and her defeat by Xiao Yan.

After a moment of silence, the old woman shook her head and said in a deep voice: "Qing'er, you have been in seclusion for half a year, so you don't know that Xiao Yan won the Alchemy Championship half a year ago."

"Champion of Dan Club?!" Upon hearing these four words, Feng Qing'er felt like she was struck by lightning! Is that man's alchemy skills so terrifying?

"Furthermore, he was so miraculous at the Alchemy Club that he refined the eighth-grade elixir of six-color elixirs in just one day. So the clan has discussed that you should put aside your hatred and apologize to Master Xiao Yan." After saying this, the old woman swallowed her saliva, the eighth-grade elixir of six-color elixir a day!

When she first heard it, she thought she had heard it wrong, but the facts told her that that man was so terrifying.

Even if she saw an eighth-grade alchemist who could refine six-color pill thunder, she would politely call him Master Yan.

"Apologise? Impossible! There is absolutely no way I can apologize to him! He" Feng Qing'er wanted to say that Xiao Yan had refined the corpses of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan, but as soon as she thought of such an idea in her heart, her soul felt some severe pain, which made her Had to swallow it back.

Seeing Feng Qing'er like this, the old woman's face darkened and she said seriously: "Qing'er, this is not a request, this is an order from the clan!"

"Then Xiao Yan is the champion of the Alchemy Society. No matter what he does, the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan will avoid making enemies with him. Even if he really refines the corpses of my people, he can only treat him as invisible."

"When necessary, the clan requires you to try your best to please him, no matter what."

The four words "Champion of the Alchemy Society" represent more than just the art of alchemy. It also means that in the past thirty years, Xiao Yan has been the most potential alchemist in the contemporary era.

Therefore, the alchemist robe of the Danhui champion has no level, because champions cannot be measured by level. Xiao Yan can win the championship not because he has the strength of a champion, but because there is no higher title besides champion.

His potential is unlimited, and he might become a ninth-grade alchemist in the future!

A ninth-grade alchemist! Even if the leader of their Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan saw him, they would treat him like a guest and talk to them.

Although not every Danhui champion has the ability to reach this level, but what if.

The four words "Dan Club Champion" are not comparable to Feng Qing'er's status.

At this time, Feng Qing'er's face turned pale. She was not stupid. She knew that the clan chose to sacrifice her, and she was unwilling to become Xiao Yan's enemy.

As the old saying goes, misfortunes never come alone, but blessings never come in pairs. A leaky house happens to rain all night. A familiar voice that frightened her sounded from the depths of Feng Qing'er's soul.

[Jie Jie Jie, within an hour, we arrived at the Phoenix Tower in Tianfeng City. 】

【I don’t like waiting for others. 】

The moment she heard this voice, Feng Qing'er's face looked horrified. With a snap, her body suddenly trembled and she couldn't even stand steady. She needed to hold the table with her hands.

His face was paler than a ghost.

Even if Feng Qing'er died or turned into a ghost, she could still hear that voice.

It's him! he came! That devil!

Seeing Feng Qing'er's face turned pale, the old woman just shook her head. This is how a big family is, everyone has to sacrifice for the interests of the family.

Of course, she thought Feng Qing'er couldn't accept it.

"Go back. As for the selection, if you want to participate, I can sign it up for you. You will be responsible for the consequences." The old woman waved her hand. The competition within the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan was equally fierce. She had seen this kind of thing too many times.

Hearing the word "go back", Feng Qing'er woke up from a dream, but it was just a nightmare.

Turning around, he used the Three Thousand Thunder Phantom Body to rush towards the void exit of the Sky Demon Phoenix Clan.

On the other side, there is a glorious city in the Beast Realm. This city is called Tianfeng City. It was the city of the Tianfeng Clan in ancient times. There is a magnificent pavilion in the center of the city. Xiao Yan is here at this time. .

In one of the most luxurious rooms, there was a sound of boiling water. Xiao Yan, wearing a black soul robe, was leisurely and contented, humming a song and brewing tea.

Xiao Yan's movements at this time were somewhat elegant, he was neither slow nor hasty, cleaning the teapot and water cup, slowly closing his eyes and waiting for the tea to brew.

Time passed by, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the door was knocked open. Feng Qing'er, panting, stood outside the door, staring closely at Xiao Yan inside.

Disturbed by the noise, Xiao Yan opened his eyes and looked Feng Qing'er up and down.

I have to say that in terms of appearance alone, the Tianyaohuang Clan does have a hint of phoenix temperament, with picturesque eyebrows, silky hair, and a touch of nobility. Although their figure is not as good as Cai Lin, it is not bad either.

Because she came in such a hurry, Feng Qing'er's towering chest was rising and falling, and she had used up a lot of fighting energy, making her cheeks slightly red. However, it did not affect Feng Qing'er's eyes as she looked at the black-robed man in front of her with hatred.

Xiao Yan slowly stretched out a finger, made a 'shh' gesture, and said softly: "Shh, be quiet and close the door."

Feng Qing'er's eyes were sharp. She had many things to ask, such as why Xiao Yan appeared here and what he wanted to do. But after thinking about it, she felt that these were all nonsense.

Because it's not strange for Xiao Yan to appear anywhere.

After breathing slowly and calmly, Feng Qing'er waved her hand and closed the door. She also wanted to see what kind of medicine Xiao Yan was selling in the medicine gourd.

Seeing Feng Qing'er standing there staring at him motionless, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, made a gesture of invitation, and said: "Sit down, don't be so formal, the tea has just been brewed, you came on time."

I didn't say what would happen if I was late. I really didn't understand why Feng Qing'er was in such a hurry.

Feng Qing'er glanced at Xiao Yan warily and fearfully, knowing that she couldn't resist at all, so she sat down.

Xiao Yan poured a cup of tea for himself and a cup for Feng Qing'er.

After tasting the tea he brewed, Xiao Yan shook his head. Qing Lin was still the best at this matter, and his own brewing was a bit bad.

"Don't you ask why I asked you to come?" Xiao Yan scratched the tea leaves with the lid of the tea cup without even looking at Feng Qing'er.

Feng Qing'er's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her arrogant face said gloomily: "Even if you are the champion of the Dan Club, I, Feng Qing'er, will not give in!"

Xiao Yan rolled his eyes at Feng Qing'er. Is this guy's head burned? The question is not answered.

With a click, Xiao Yan slowly put down the tea cup and said, "I heard that your Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan will open a Heavenly Phoenix Blood Pool recently. I want you to help me get a spot."

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Upon hearing this, Feng Qing'er stood up in surprise and exclaimed: "How is this possible! That is the secret realm of my clan, and it is impossible for outsiders to do it!!!!"

Before Feng Qing'er finished speaking, her soul was suddenly torn apart, and the heartbreaking pain spread throughout her soul. She seemed to feel the pain of her own soul being hurt.

"I told you to be quiet, why are you shouting so loudly?"

With a bang, Feng Qing'er fell to the ground. With a crash, a black soul chain emerged from her neck and extended all the way to Xiao Yan's hand.

With a crash, Xiao Yan slowly pulled hard on the soul chain. Feng Qing'er suddenly lost her balance and pounced. She hurriedly supported it with both hands and knelt on the ground.

The terrifying soul chain prevented her from even functioning her fighting spirit. At this time, Feng Qing'er was like an ordinary girl, completely powerless to resist.

Xiao Yan, who was wearing a soul robe, raised the soul chain with cold eyes, and Feng Qing'er, who had tied the soul's neck, struggled to be hung up.

Feng Qing'er suddenly felt a sense of suffocation. She wanted to break away from the soul chain, but she couldn't even touch the soul, let alone break it.

Looking at Feng Qing'er with a painful expression in front of him, Xiao Yan's eyes showed no mercy. Like her, Xiao Yan also had no feelings for her.

If the Yan Alliance hadn't been weak at the beginning and Xiao Yan needed information from the Taixu Ancient Dragon Clan, Feng Qing'er would have been a pill.

With a crash, Xiao Yan let go of the chain, and Feng Qing'er's soul was freed, and the suffocation feeling disappeared, and she gasped for air.

Looking at Feng Qing'er who was kneeling in front of him, her beautiful eyes were filled with fear, but there was a hint of murderous intent hidden deep in her eyes. Xiao Yan smiled, sat on the chair and bent down to look into Feng Qing'er's eyes, and stretched out his big hand to gently lift her delicate chin.

The fingers swept across the chin like a brush, feeling the delicate and tender skin. The thumb gently pressed Feng Qing'er's soft red lips, pinched the nose and cheeks, as if playing with a delicate toy.

"No wonder the ancients liked to tease birds. There are indeed some reasons for this."

Xiao Yan looked at Feng Qing'er in front of him, and his big hand slowly moved from his cheek to his chin and then to his neck. The jade-white neck was just big enough for Xiao Yan to hold.

Feeling her neck being gently held by Xiao Yan, Feng Qing'er's eyes widened and her pupils shrank. She couldn't help but recall the scene two years ago. Although she was determined in her heart, she still couldn't help but shed tears from the corners of her eyes. Come.

Tears ran down his cheeks and fell on Xiao Yan's hands, but he was not shaken in his heart. After all, Feng Qing'er was not very friendly at the beginning. To put it bluntly, he was a prisoner of war.

"Feng Qing'er, Feng Qing'er, you don't seem to understand. I'm not asking for your opinion." Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes at this time, revealing a hint of cruelty.

At this time, there is no doubt that Xiao Yan is a Heavenly Master of the Soul Palace. Show no mercy to the enemy and be cruel.

Especially with that look in his eyes, Yan Tianzun was as if he was possessed by Shura, ruthless and cold. At this time, he looked more like a Soul Palace member than Mu Gu.

After all, in his eyes, Feng Qing'er is an enemy. Xiao Yan usually doesn't take revenge overnight, but Feng Qing'er is special and she has value.

That day, Fengxuechi Xiao Yan really took his fancy. If he could soak it for a while and refine it with the beast spirit fire, if nothing else, the bone wing should be able to evolve again!

Maybe it can evolve into real ancient phoenix wings.

"I just put forward my request. How to achieve it is your business. As the genius of the Demon Phoenix Clan, you must have some methods."

With a smile, Xiao Yan slowly let go of his big hands and sat up straight, without any nostalgia for the 'beautiful scenery' in front of him.

I don’t know if it’s the reason for the flames, but Xiao Yan thinks Nalan Yanran is cuter than this guy.

Feng Qing'er, who was still in shock, looked up at the man in front of her, her heart filled with fear. She swore to God that she had no feelings for this man, it was all fear!

Again, no emotions!

"Sit down, or do you prefer to kneel?" Xiao Yan crossed his legs, leaned back on the chair, and sipped tea leisurely.

Hearing this, Feng Qing'er didn't dare to resist at all, because she already knew from just now that Xiao Yan has become a Dou Zun. Not only is he the champion of the Dan Club, but he has also broken through the Dou Zun!

"Drink it, the tea won't be good when it gets cold."

Feng Qing'er picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp, like an obedient slave.

"I have a way to let you enter the Tianfeng Blood Pool."