Ling tripod

The person who came had a young appearance and looked like a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.

But its momentum is already very impressive.

If Mingyi can be divided into early, middle and late stages, then this person has at least reached the peak of Mingyi in the middle period.

The most important thing is that he is young and a genius.

"It's Fangtianhe!"

"He is known as the most talented person in my practice of Fallen Immortal Island's artistic conception!"

"He is only thirty-six years old now, but he has already reached the realm of clear meaning. It is said that this person's talent is amazing to all the owners of the Yi Tower!"

"Can the master stop him?"

…

At this moment, everyone present spoke one after another.

Fang Tianhe took one step, and the wild sand phantoms were flying around him. A giant yellow sand python moved under his feet, bringing him directly to the wine light curtain.

"The artistic conception of sand, Fangtian River!"

Bai Shuimiao was still sitting cross-legged above the tavern. Seeing this scene, he frowned slightly.

Fang Tianhe's reputation is as great as that of Chu Yan on Fallen Immortal Island. Yi Lou asked him to come today, which shows his fighting spirit.

"Those who seek destiny can only try once!"

Behind the green curtain, Chu Yan didn't even blink an eyelid and spoke lightly.

"Once is enough! Break!"

As soon as Fang Tianhe said this, the whole body was filled with wild sand, which gathered on his right fist and turned into a huge fist of wild sand.

This punch, with extremely domineering arrogance, blasted directly towards the light screen formed by the wine artistic conception formation.

What a search for fate! They're all excuses!

This time, Fang Tianhe wanted to destroy all Chu Yan's honor in his most domineering way.

The punch had just struck out, and before it touched the wine light curtain, a circular wine jar transformed by thirty-six artistic conceptions emerged.

Integrating thirty-six different artistic conceptions, Chu Yan defeated every Yilou cultivator and extracted them from their bodies in the past three years!

Among them, there is the artistic conception of fire, the artistic conception of thunder, the artistic conception of dragon, the artistic conception of flying bird...

Under the operation of the artistic conception of Chu Yan Wine, thirty-six artistic conceptions turned into wine jars and appeared in front of Fang Tianhe.

"This is……"

Although Fang Tianhe had long heard that Chu Yan extracted a ray of artistic conception, he did not expect such a change.

"boom!"

The fist of sand from Fangtian River struck the artistic conception wine jar.

On the wine jar, a total of sixteen artistic conceptions collapsed.

But the remaining twenty artistic conceptions still supported the wine jar.

This punch was blocked!

Fangtianhe shook.

He didn't hold anything back with this blow just now. Apart from his magical powers, it was his most powerful punch. Unexpectedly, he only broke through sixteen artistic conceptions.

"Fellow Daoist Ghost Ling, you really have some tricks up your sleeve, come again! Transform the sand tornado!"

Fang Tianhe shouted sharply, and immediately, the wild sand roared and turned into a tornado hurricane. Under the raging tornado hurricane, everyone around him was about to be blown away.

Seeing the situation, Bai Shuimiao waved his hand, and the artistic conception of water spread, turning into pieces of water curtain, protecting everyone inside.

"Break it for me!"

Fang Tianhe raised his arms and punched out again.

Immediately, the tornado hurricane transformed from the wild sand struck directly towards the wine light curtain.

Under the artistic conception of Yan, the sixteen artistic conceptions that had just been lost were deduced and returned again, and the wine jar transformed from the thirty-six artistic conceptions reappeared.

"boom!"

That Kuangshajuan was really domineering. With this move, he directly defeated the thirty-six artistic conceptions in the wine jar.

But the momentum was also consumed by 70%!

The next moment, Fang Tianhe saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

Densely packed, countless marks of time emerged at this moment, turning into more than three thousand defenses.

"Bang bang bang..."

However, after one hundred and three marks of time collapsed, this crazy salon scroll completely collapsed.

"What kind of magical power is this? There are more than three thousand ways. How can I break it? How can I break it?"

Fang Tianhe, this time looking at the more than three thousand marks of time in front of him, felt his scalp numb.

He can't break it!

"I surrender!"

It is important for people to be self-aware, and Fang Tianhe knew that he had underestimated the enemy, and if he continued, he would only be humiliating himself!

Without saying much, he knew Chu Yan's rules, handed over an artistic conception that he had practiced hard for ten years, and left.

The artistic conception wine jar appeared again under Yanzhi's artistic conception, but the artistic conception in it changed from thirty-six to thirty-seven.

Fang Tianhe was defeated!

The so-called person with the most qualifications is still nothing to Master Guiling.

However, Chu Yan didn't feel any joy in his heart. There were only seven years left in this life in Ping'an City. Only seven years...

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye, another six years have passed.

This is already the ninety-ninth year since Chu Yan came to Ping'an City.

Now, in these years, there is no longer a Yilou cultivator coming a month ago, sometimes only one comes every two months.

On the Italian ranking list, Chu Yan's ranking has reached ninth place.

It can be said that Chu Yan has almost no opponents in his mind.

The reputation of Xunyuan Tavern has become unparalleled!

Now, Chu Yan's ten-year appointment with him is coming soon, and everyone is already looking forward to the destined person.

"Brother, I didn't expect that you are in the fairy world and the situation is so dangerous now!"

Over the years, Chu Yan has told his stories to Bai Shuimiao every day. This is not only telling stories, but also gaining insights, and gaining insights while recalling his own life.

"Danger, I was once forced to burst the Five Elements Golden Pill, my body and soul collapsed, leaving only a drop of soul blood, I once saw my wife and daughter kidnapped, my liver and gallbladder were split, and I was possessed by a demon... Danger has long been a danger to me. It’s commonplace!”

There was a sigh in Chu Yan's eyes. In the past nine years, while talking to Bai Shuimiao, he recalled his life of cultivation and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Practice is ruthless!

If the only thing that makes Chu Yan happy during these hundreds of years of practice is those people who are important to him, family, brothers, master... Because of them, Chu Yan can practice to the point where he is today. .

At this moment, a loud shout came from the horizon:

"The eighth person on my list of intentions and the number one person under Refining Intentions, Hu Feng came here to seek fate!"

As he spoke, all he could see was a gust of wind roaring on the horizon. During the roar, an old man walked out of the wild phoenix.

This old man is Taoist and immortal, dressed in white Taoist robes, holding a stick of floating dust, and his whole person has an aura of coming out of the dust.

"It's Hu Fengnian, he's here!"

"This is the strongest person among the clear intention cultivators in my Fallen Immortal Island!"

"It is rumored that half of his feet have already entered the spirit of refining!"

…

For a moment, everyone exclaimed.

Integrated, Hu Fengnian's reputation is even greater than that of Fang Tianhe six years ago. After all, Fang Tianhe entered the realm of Mingyi shortly, but Hu Fengnian has been in the realm of Mingyi for many years, and now has half a foot in the realm of refining it. The person who is the first to understand clearly does not deserve his reputation for nothing.

And this person is extremely experienced.

When Bai Shuimiao saw this person, his eyes showed fear.

Because of this person, even if Bai Shuimiao tried his best, he knew that he was not sure of victory.

"please!"

Among the green curtains, Chu Yan's voice was still ordinary.

Although Hu Fengnian has stood at the pinnacle of Mingyi, he has been practicing for hundreds of years, and his character is not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners, and he is not arrogant at all.

Since he was looking for destiny, he asked himself that maybe he was the one with destiny. If he was really the one with destiny, it would be great if he could end this mission without any bloodshed!

Thinking of this, he didn't use any of his magical powers and walked directly towards the wine light curtain.

However, the wine light curtain blocked it.

"You are not a destined person, please come back!"

There was regret in Chu Yan's voice. This old man was obviously not the one he was destined for.

"This time, Hu will definitely go all out for the poster's decree. Even if there is no chance, he will still make a chance!"

As Hu Fengnian spoke, his whole body instantly became wildly aura, roaring and raging wildly.

"I have only one magical power in my life, the Wind Spirit Seal. However, this seal has the combined power of seven stacks, so keep an eye on it!"

As he spoke, the artistic conception of wind roared around Hu Fengnian's body. He made a hand seal with his hands and made a palm print in front of his eyes.

At this moment, the boundless strong wind gathered and condensed into an extremely concentrated palm print!

On this seal, there are countless changes in the artistic conception of the wind.

He rushed directly towards the wine light curtain.

At this moment, above the light curtain of wine, the wine jar has appeared again, with a total of eighty-nine artistic conceptions on it, changing and flowing.

"One layer of wind spirit seal, broken!"

Hu Fengnian counted a few points.

The wind spirit seal directly collided with the shadow of the wine jar.

A huge roaring sound came out, and above the shadow of the wine jar, the artistic conception collapsed sixty-four times, but it was still blocked.

Seeing that the wind spirit seal could no longer resist it.

Hu Fengnian's eyes flashed, he waved the floating dust in his hand, and shouted: "The second level wind spirit seal is broken!"

With a wave of this floating dust, the artistic conception of the wind around him immediately reappeared.

The artistic conception of boundless wind condensed again and turned into an artistic conception palm print, which rushed directly into the wind spirit seal at such a fast speed.

"Buzz!"

Immediately, the Wind Spirit Seal was shaken, and the momentum more than doubled in an instant.

Second level wind spirit seal!

"Bang!"

The artistic conception wine altar finally collapsed.

In this way, the double wind spirit seal directly hit the wine light curtain.

For ninety-nine years, every day's artistic conception and more than 3,600 imprints of time are all revealed at this moment!

"Bang bang bang..."

It took a lot of effort to break open the wine jar just now with the second level wind spirit seal. Now that it has collapsed, the eighty-one years mark has almost dissipated!

"Triple Wind Spirit Seal!"

ps: The first update is here!