Chaos Heavenly Emperor Technique

A conflict was resolved, but Ling Feng's original plan to keep a low profile also went bankrupt.

I believe that what happened here will soon spread throughout the entire Leixiao Holy City.

"Junior brother Ling, since there's nothing going on here, I'll take my leave first. You guys are just having fun and making trouble in the city. If you can, don't do anything. It's best not to do anything, especially when you encounter a lunatic like Cao Wuxie. Just leave it to us."

Zhuo Junjie gave Ling Feng a serious look before leaving with the other two patrolling guards.

Ling Feng shrugged. It seemed that the five Xuantian clans were not all in harmony.

"Forget it! Brat, let's go back!"

Xiao Xianling originally wanted to drag Ling Feng out to taste the delicious food, but after such a fuss, she suddenly lost interest and shouted to go back and rest.

"It's so boring, I always get into trouble wherever I go!"

Xiao Xianling pouted her lips and whispered, "You brat, are you born to be a troublemaker?"

Ling Feng was speechless for a while, but Xiao Xianling was right about one thing, she could indeed cause trouble wherever she went.

Thinking of this, Ling Feng couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. It seemed that he really needed to reflect on it.

"Master Ling, I'm really sorry that what happened just now caused you trouble."

At this moment, Yu Shiwei's senior sister Fengling, Shi Shiran, walked up to Ling Feng, bowed her hands and showed deep apology in her bright eyes.

It's no wonder that Cao Wuxie is so obsessed with this woman. This senior sister Fengling is indeed a peerless beauty, and I feel pity for her.

"It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. Anyone with blood will help."

Ling Feng thought of the man who was almost killed by Cao Wuxie before. At this moment, he was still in shock. Even if Feng Ling stepped forward to thank him, his eyes were still dull, as if he still couldn't get over the fear of death. Get out of it.

Ling Feng shook his head slightly. It seemed that the so-called first-rate forces or second-rate forces were not worth mentioning in front of top forces like the Xuntian Fire Tribe.

He stepped forward and gently held the man down, using the power of his spiritual consciousness to soothe the origin of his soul. After a while, his dull eyes regained some of their energy.

"ah!"

Just hearing a scream, the man kept groping wildly all over his body and kept repeating: "Burn me to death! Burn me to death!..."

"Don't worry, you're not dead."

Ling Feng shook his head and smiled. The man came back to his senses and realized that he was not wrapped in flames. He took a long breath and murmured with tears in his eyes, "I'm not dead, I'm not dead..."

"This young master, I just wanted to thank you for your generous action."

Feng Ling also bowed to him. The man wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, his face was still pale, but when he saw the beauty thanking him, he swallowed hard and said in shock: "What? Taking action in a righteous manner is just overestimating one's ability. Speaking of which..."

He took a deep breath and turned to look at Ling Feng, "Thank you, Brother Dao, for saving my life."

Ling Feng patted his shoulder gently, injected a wisp of soft wood magic power, and said with a smile: "Although your strength is far inferior to that of Cao Wuxie, you have the courage to stand up, and you have already surpassed too many people. ”

"hehe……"

The man scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, "How can I be as powerful as you say... By the way..."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said quickly: "I haven't asked my brother Gao's name yet. My name is Fang Shaoan. I am a disciple who represents the Kunwu Immortal Sect to participate in the Qijue Immortal Ranking. I thought that everyone was at the Immortal Lord level, but why? How many moves can I make? I can’t think of it... ugh..."

Fang Shaoan sighed softly. They were in the same realm, but the difference in strength was completely different.

Cao Wuxie could kill him with just one casual blow.

In fact, among many geniuses, Cao Wuxie can only be regarded as an upper-middle-class player.

"It turns out to be Brother Fang."

Ling Feng cupped his fists and saluted him, "I am Ling Feng, a disciple of Tianzhi."

"Tianzhi!"

Fang Shaoan's eyes widened. Although the Immortal Realm is vast and boundless, any Immortal monk who established a sect in the Immortal Realm has definitely heard of the seven super powers.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Tianzhi, no wonder, no wonder!"

Fang Shaoan's eyes flashed with incomparable envy. Kunwu Immortal Sect can only be regarded as a second-rate force, not even as good as Wanjian Villa, which Ling Feng once visited.

In the eyes of most ordinary monks, every disciple who can worship Tianzhi is undoubtedly a dragon among men.

"It is truly a great honor to meet Brother Ling!"

The excitement on Fang Shaoan's face was beyond words, and his eager look almost made him kneel in front of Ling Feng and call him big brother.

"You brat, what are you still doing with the ink? Let's go!"

Outside the door, Xiao Xianling looked impatient and glared at Ling Feng angrily.

Originally, she had already ordered a table full of delicious food and was ready to feast on it, but before the food was served, the store was damaged. No wonder she was now in a very irritable mood and exploded at the first moment.

Ling Feng smiled helplessly, exchanged a few words with Fang Shaoan, exchanged addresses, and said goodbye to Yu Shiwei before returning to Haoxing Villa with Xiao Xianling.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xianling, a woman, became interested again halfway through the walk, looking here and strolling there. By the time the two of them returned to the other courtyard, it was already sunset.

Ling Feng was exhausted. When he looked back, Si Chen appeared not far behind him again at some unknown time.

Come to think of it, this woman has been secretly following him before.

In other words, even if Yufeng Immortal Lord and the others didn't come just now, he would definitely not suffer any loss.

Xiao Xianling grabbed a meat skewer in her left hand and two kilograms of pastries in her right hand, eating them happily.

After filling her stomach, the woman was obviously in a much better mood. She was smiling all over her face, and occasionally she would generously feed Ling Feng some of the pastries and delicacies she had collected.

Although, the person who paid for it was Ling Feng.

When he was almost in front of the gate of Bieyuan, he saw a figure running towards him from a distance. Ling Feng looked at it intently and saw that it was none other than Fang Shaoan who had parted at the door of the restaurant before.

They had only been separated for an hour or two, and he came to the door so quickly?

But when Ling Feng took a closer look, he saw that this guy had a bruised nose and a swollen face. His clothes were in tatters and ragged, and he looked very embarrassed.

Obviously, he got a good beating.

"It's him again?"

Xiao Xianling obviously noticed this guy. She frowned at first, but then she quickly covered her mouth and exclaimed: "Why was he beaten like this? Oh my god..."

"Brother Ling, Brother Ling!..."

At this moment, Fang Shaoan rushed to Ling Feng crying, plopped down, knelt down in front of Ling Feng, and then burst into tears, "I... I really have no choice, so I came to you." of!"

"Get up quickly."

Ling Feng quickly supported Fang Shaoan and said, "Let's talk after we get up."

"Brother Ling, you must help me this time. Only you...only you can help me."

Seeing Fang Shaoan crying so hard, Ling Feng couldn't help but sigh, I'm afraid this guy is not possessed by a bad god, how could he be so unlucky.

No matter what, a good person will go to the end, send Buddha to the West, and finally get to know him, so he can't just die without saving him.

…

At the very center of Lei Xiao Holy City, sits the immortal imperial city of Xantian Lei Clan.

Although the Five Directions Immortal Courts have their own affairs, they are all headed by the Xuntian Lei Clan.

No one else, because everyone in the world knows that Immortal Emperor Yi Ting of Xuntian Lei Clan is the undisputed strongest man in the Immortal Realm.

As long as Immortal Emperor Yi Ting is around, the Xuntian Lei Clan will be the overlord among overlords, and no one in this world will dare to rule the roost.

Deep in the palace, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting sat cross-legged on a cloud platform, surrounded by fairy clouds. The whole world seemed peaceful under the pale golden light.

In the huge space, apart from the cloud platform at the feet of Immortal Emperor Yi Ting, there was only a mirror that stretched across the sky, hanging high in the sky.

Within the bright mirror, there are endless mountains, rivers, heaven and earth, stars, sun and moon.

At this moment, a peerless face suddenly appeared in the bright mirror. The woman had a purple gold crown on her head, and her eyes were as bright as stars. She seemed to have seen all the mysteries in the world.

"Green radish."

The moment the beautiful figure of the woman appeared in the bright mirror, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting slowly opened his eyes, looked at the bright mirror, and gently called out her name.

She is the empress of the Xantian Wind Clan, the only empress in the endless fairyland, the Qingluo Empress.

"See Emperor Zun."

Empress Qingluo inside the mirror slightly nodded towards Immortal Emperor Yi Ting. Even with the dignity of empress, she still wanted to address him as the most powerful person in the Immortal Realm in front of her.

"Unexpectedly, this time I summoned all my old friends to get together, but in the end, only you came in person."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting's face was dull, with no hint of joy or anger, and no hint of any emotional fluctuations.

"Maybe it's just me. I don't like hiding things. I do one thing in front of you and another behind my back."

Empress Qingluo smiled slightly, her smile could make time fall for her, but it could not disturb Immortal Emperor Yi Ting's half-hearted state.

"You are still as straightforward as ever, just like before."

"It's better not to mention those days." The Qingluo Empress in the bright mirror had a cold look in her eyes, "Otherwise, I might not be able to help but say some disrespectful words to the Emperor."

"That's fine, don't mention it."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting shook his head and said calmly: "I just didn't expect that you would come."

"Everyone knows that the Qijue Immortal List is just a cover. Those old guys are each smarter than the last. Who would be willing to serve as a spearman for Emperor Zun?"

"oh?"

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting narrowed his eyes and smiled lightly, "Keep talking."

"But they still don't understand you. They don't understand what kind of arrogant and almost arrogant person you are. If you really want us to help, you won't use such a poor excuse to invite us, but will use Your imperial authority orders us to come."

"Hahaha……"

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting finally laughed loudly, "Perhaps I should be relieved that someone can finally understand me. Thank you very much for your honesty. Don't worry, there are no other conspiracies on the Seven Ultimate Immortal List. I will even give way to a huge one." The fairyland has been silent for too long, and it’s time to stir up some trouble.”

"Well, I would like to thank you again, an old friend, for being willing to come and support me. Tomorrow, I will personally pour you a glass of wine to express my gratitude."

Immortal Emperor Yi Ting made a light stroke with his palm, and the figure of Empress Qingluo in the mirror gradually disappeared.

And at the moment when the figure completely disappeared, Immortal Emperor Yi Ting's eyes were obviously cold, "Don't you mention those days? Qingluo, Qingluo, you still haven't forgotten it after all..."

At the same time, Empress Qingluo, who used the secret technique of the soul to project the Dharma into Immortal Emperor Yi Ting's Cang Hao Mirror, cursed coldly at the moment when her spiritual thoughts returned to her original state, "Old fox, what on earth are you planning?" …”