Su Yiwen Lingzhao

The words of the Huapao youth are casual and peaceful.

But everyone in the room was in a cold sweat.

However, at this time, one by one felt uncomfortable.

As one of the six ancient guardians of Taoism, the Qingluan Spiritual Clan used an extremely **** and cruel method to select nine young masters from the main lineage of the clan a long time ago.

These nine young masters are regarded as the heirs of the patriarch, and they have a distinguished and special status.

In the past long years, there have been many conflicts and contradictions between these nine young masters.

This is the so-called "nine sons to seize the heir".

Everyone wants to step on each other and eventually ascend to the position of the patriarch, so each young master is frantically accumulating strength to suppress and retaliate against his opponent.

And this situation was acquiesced by the old antiques of the Qingluan Spiritual Race!

This is like raising a gu.

After fighting and fighting among the nine young masters, only one of them will become the heir of the patriarch!

Up to now, six of the nine young masters have been eliminated.

Currently, there are only three people left.

Among them, there was the young man in Chinese robe sitting on the ground at this time.

His name is Feng Yunlie.

Among the original nine young masters, Feng Yunlie is the youngest, the least senior, and the least optimistic.

However, as time goes by, Fengyunlie gradually reveals the background and skills far beyond imagination.

There are only two young masters who were defeated by him!

Fengyunlie cultivated for 39,000 years, and in the later period of the Unity Realm, he was not the best among the nine young masters.

But he always wins the tough competition every time.

It is worth mentioning that although there is only one cultivation base in the Homecoming Realm, Fengyun Lie can fight across borders, and once suppressed the peerless enemy in the early days of the Dongyu Realm!

Because of this, in today's Qingluan Spiritual Clan, as one of the three most powerful candidates for the successor of the patriarch, Feng Yunlie's status is far more noble than some of the big figures in the clan.

Some old-fashioned figures will greet him when they see him.

The big people present may be higher in seniority than Feng Xinglie, but in front of Feng Xinglie, they can only lower their eyebrows and lower their eyes, and they are no different from their subordinates.

At this time, the black-robed man who came to report even lowered his head and said ashamedly: "Young Master's lesson is right, I will solve this matter."

He turned around and was about to leave, Feng Xinglie, who was sitting on the ground, said, "Hold on."

The man in black robe stiffened, bowed and said: "What else is there to command, Young Master?"

Feng Xinglie looked down at the animal skin roll in his hand, and said casually: "Don't destroy that magical medicine at the Ascension Realm level, otherwise, raise your head to see you."

The man in black robe froze in his heart, and took his order: "Here!"

At this time, an old man in white sitting next to Feng Xinglie said, "Xingya, you go too."

In the shadow of the corner, a hoarse voice sounded: "I only listen to the young master."

Feng Xinglie was stunned for a moment, and said to the old man in white: "It's really necessary

? "

The old man in white said warmly: "Be careful sailing the ship of ten thousand years, a person who dares to take action on our Qingluan Spiritual Clan powerhouse is either a blind-eyed idiot or a ruthless person who has something to rely on. I don't think it's stupid to dare to enter Raven Hill and fight off the role of Elder Muyun."

Feng Xinglie thought about it for a while, and said, "Well, Xingya, you can go for a walk. I only have one request, and I won't leave a living."

Speaking, he lowered his eyes again and looked at the animal skin scroll in his hand.

In the corner, the drunken robed man got up, stretched his waist, and strode out.

And the man in the black robe followed.

Until the two of them disappeared, Feng Xinglie seemed to have forgotten this little thing.

He said casually: "This time, the competitors include a few old guys from the ancient Yu clan, as well as a group of stubborn people from the Galaxy God Sect. If there is a conflict, I will not afraid…"

Speaking of this, he frowned, "The only thing I can't figure out is why Jiutian Pavilion is not mixed in, it's really abnormal."

"The old man's mind is unpredictable. Even my third uncle said that he is a peerless ruthless man who eats people and does not spit bones. Let me be careful and don't provoke it easily."

Feng Xinglie rubbed his nose lightly, "I really hope he won't get involved in this battle of chance."

…

Top of the Black Mountain.

A mouthful of seals floated in front of Su Yi.

His hands and fingers were constantly changing, concluding all kinds of secret seals, and breaking into that one dao seal.

This is a secret technique for sacrificing Taoist soldiers.

The name is called Xingyuan Quenching Spirit. It was with this secret technique that the watcher used this secret technique to make the sword of the world into the sword of the world that shook the starry sky.

In the far distance, three figures suddenly appeared silently.

There is the beautiful woman who once guarded this place, a man in black robe, and a tall and thin man in robe with a white jade wine gourd in his hand.

It is the Fengmuyun, Fengshan Lake, and Fengxingya of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan!

Among them, Fengxingya obviously ranks first.

"Yo ho, I even won a feather-level Dao Seal, this little guy is amazing."

Far away, Feng Xingya, who smelled of alcohol, said in surprise.

"Clan brother, this person is far from powerful."

Feng Muyun's eyes were full of fear, he quickly transmitted his voice, and explained every detail of his fight with Su Yi.

After listening to this, Fengshanhu in a black robe couldn't help moving, and said, "In the late stage of the same life, you can step on the 'Wind and Flame Ten Arrays' and defeat you in the early stage of the cave. The character, this guy... is indeed terrifying!"

"Fun, it's fun!"

Feng Xingya murmured, his dazed and drunk eyes became clear, as if he had encountered something of great interest, and his whole person showed an excited mood.

"Have you ever seen such a god-defying character before?"

fengxingya asked.

Feng Muyun shook his head.

Fengshanhu smiled bitterly: "Don't say I've seen it, I haven't even heard of it."

"It's more fun!"

Feng Xingya clucked her mouth, "In my opinion, this kid is most likely an old yin, who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and hides his own cultivation! Let me see his details. !"

Speaking, the depths of his eyes were surging, and a little silver like a star appeared, and it slowly swirled like a vortex.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi on the black mountain top in the distance.

Delusional Eyes!

One of the forbidden secret techniques of the Qingluan Spiritual Race, a top-level inheritance that only the main line clansmen who can comprehend the "law of God" are qualified to control.

Fengmuyun and Fengshanhu both showed a hint of envy that was not easily noticed.

They are collateral clansmen, not to mention cultivating forbidden secret techniques such as Devastation Divine Eye, they are not qualified to comprehend the "Law of God Sunda"!

"No manners!"

A cold snort suddenly resounded through the world.

Su Yi, sitting cross-legged at the top of the Black Mountain, frowned slightly.

Boom!

An invisible soul force, like a sword that overpowers the heavens and the earth, rushes up from Su Yi.

Almost at the same time, in the eyes of Feng Xingya, Su Yi turned into a sword, pressing Qingming across the sky, dominating the world.

The incomparable sword intent seems to crush everything!

"What a terrible soul power!"

Fengxingya was surprised.

He licked his lips, instead of being annoyed, he seemed more excited, as if he had found a very attractive prey.

Fengmuyun and Fengshanhu **** in the cool air.

Delusional pupils are the taboo secret techniques of their clan. It is said that they can penetrate the delusions of Zhoutian and gain insight into the root of all spirits.

But now, it is blocked by a king of the same life realm!

"Just the three of you?"

At the top of the black mountain, Su Yi put away the Daoyin that was half of the sacrifice, and stood up with a trace of displeasure on his brows.

Whoever is disturbed like this will not feel better.

"Yo ho, listening to this tone, he doesn't even look at us."

Feng Xingya couldn't help laughing, he staggered and walked towards this side.

"However, you're wrong, this time I'm the only one who made the shot, that's enough."

Feng Xingya smiled and said.

His figure was as thin as a bamboo pole, his beard was scribbled, and he was sloppy.

As he travels, a terrifying law force emerges, like a wisp of ethereal silver streamer, like a dream.

And the power on him is like a ruler coming to the world, oppressing the world and shaking, and the ten directions are turbulent.

Fengmuyun and Fengshanhu looked at each other with complex expressions, ranging from shock, awe, and sadness.

Feng Xingya, an elder of the main line of the clan.

It is also the early cultivation base of Dongyu Realm, but the combat power of Feng Xingya can easily crush their two sideline peers!

If they are placed in the depths of this starry sky, even those characters in the later stage of the cave realm are not necessarily the opponents of Fengxingya!

Everything depends on what Feng Xingya has mastered, which is the law of Shen Xun, and what he cultivates is the supreme inheritance of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan!

"You?"

Su Yi laughed, "Listen to my advice, don't kill yourself, just leave, otherwise, today will be your sacrificial day."

This kind of understanding is not only an understanding of the status of their clan, but also an insight and mastery of their clan inheritance, the avenues, and the secret techniques!

There is no way, as the spectator in his previous life, he once gambled with an old guy from the Qingluan Spiritual Race.

In the end, the old guy was defeated in the fight, and he served him as a mount for thousands of years...

"My funeral?"

Feng Xingya was stunned and grinned.

He stretched out his right hand and put his thumb on his head, "Come on, I just want to die! If you can't kill me, I'll... let you live rather than die!"

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ps: Second watch at 6pm.