The Most Powerful Young Man

In Beifeng, which separated the Qingqiu Dynasty from the Zhao Kingdom, the fragrance of green trees and grass became the past overnight.

At a glance, what I saw was withering, and there was no longer the vitality of the past.

This is undoubtedly a disaster for those who depend on Beifeng to eat.

Those immortal cultivators who had thought about finding opportunities to come to Beifeng to practice again, were all stunned even more. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

It is difficult for them to imagine why this happened.

Natural disasters? Or man-made disaster?

As far as the situation in which they were driven out before, the latter is obviously more likely. After all, there is no natural disaster that can wrestle with nature that has been rampant for hundreds of millions of years. Destruction is a destruction, saying that if the North Peak loses its vitality, it really loses its vitality, unless it is really something that blames the heavens and the people in the North Peak, makes the heavens angry, and makes the whole North Peak look like this, after all, as long as it is known People who are involved in this matter will subconsciously think that this is the handwriting of heaven and humanity. How can a mortal have such a great ability?

Xiao Yao’s body bears all Beifeng’s qi luck. Compared with the previous Peach Blossom Island and Beichu Tianhe’s qi luck, it is not bad at all. It can be said that it has gone beyond that. Nothing is worse, otherwise it is impossible for so many immortal cultivators to take root here, but seeing the dead silence in front of him, Xiao Yao suddenly felt a little sad. When he turned his face to see the gray-haired Xiaolong Elephant, even more Is dumbfounded.

How can I say that Xiao Longxiang is also a cultivator and a strong man who is infinitely close to Xuanyuan Jiuzhong, so even though he is in his early fifties, he still can’t see the slightest oldness. He looked like he was only thirty or forty years old before. Now, there were a lot of gullies on his face, and his face was pale, and the road was shaky, as if a sudden gust of wind could blow him down. It was as miserable as it was.

Xiao Yao walked a few steps forward quickly, reached out his hand to help out his father, mixed feelings in his heart, although he knows very little for the time being, there is almost no doubt that Xiao Longxiang will become what he is now. It looks like it has a great relationship with him, and it also has a great relationship with the luck of transferring to Beifeng.

"Now, can you always talk to me?" Xiao Yao's voice was a little trembling at this time, which shows how complicated his inner emotions are at this time.

Xiao Longxiang waved his hand, broke away from Xiao Yao's support, took a deep breath, and squinted his eyes and said, "Don't worry, the change in appearance is only temporary. After a period of rest, you will be able to return to the previous state. I won't lie to you at all."

Xiao Yao nodded.

He was relieved to hear what Xiao Longxiang said, otherwise he would definitely not know what to do.

Xiao Longxiang continued: "But there is one thing that both Xuanyuan Jiuzhong and Zhao Wei'e know now. My cultivation base has fallen. From the previous Jiuzhong peak to the current eighth mid-level realm, this is also necessary. It’s the price of God’s wrist wrenching. Before, I didn’t take the Heaven’s Word here seriously, but if it really makes him angry, the consequences are really not something ordinary people can bear. Fortunately, my body’s aura is strong, and the Qilin fruit is added. The medicinal nature of the participation has temporarily stabilized, otherwise, the consequences will only be more miserable than it is now."

Xiao Yao had a headache.

"You already knew about this?" Xiao Yao asked.

Xiao Longxiang thought for a while. Nodded.

If it weren't for this, Xuanyuan Jiuzhong or he would have long been invincible in the world, so he could transfer his luck at will? Then in the entire Lingwu world, is there any place for luck? When did the strong like them pay attention to the predecessors planting trees and the descendants to take advantage of the cold? Which one is not just about self-cultivation? The most conspicuous representative of them is Xuanyuan Jiuzhong. In order to find a breakthrough opportunity for himself, he even sacrificed Xuanyuan. Qing Han, the life of the younger generation who was connected with his blood.

When he reached the realm of Xuanyuan Nineth Layer, everyone was an ant, and his life was not worth mentioning.

Even his biological son.

"I can't reach the realm of Xuanyuan Jiuzhong after all, and I think it's actually quite miserable to live like him." Xiao Longxiang suddenly sighed.

Xiao Yao laughed, but the smile seemed far-fetched no matter how you looked at it.

"You really know how to comfort yourself. If you know this is the case, why do you have to do it? Isn't this trying to stimulate yourself? If Xuanyuan Jiuzhong kills again now, you think you can still stop it. Do you drop him?" Xiao Yao asked.

There are inevitably some accusations in the tone of the speech, but this kind of accusation is different from other accusations, as if the son blames the old father for walking around and sucking the smog.

Xiao Longxiang snorted coldly, and said, "I really can't be a muddlehead? As long as Xuanyuan Jiuzhong dares to come, I dare to keep him!"

Xiao Yao no longer knew what to say about this.

Why does Lao Tzu like to pretend to be in front of his son?

Is it really a habit?

When Xiao Longxiang finished saying that sentence, he opened his legs and walked forward, his shoes stepped on the soft soil, leaving a string of footprints, which looked a little messy, even if he just looked at the footprints, his mind There will be an old man walking staggering.

"Hey, I said you go slower!" Xiao Yao said after catching up.

Xiao Longxiang turned his face, glanced at him, his tone was a little impatient, and said, "Still go slower? I don't know if I am in a very bad state? If Zhao Wei'e and Xuanyuan Jiuzhong really fly over to us two What to do if you stay?"

It sounds like it makes sense.

Xiao Yao was furious and asked, "Didn't you just say that as long as Xuanyuan Jiuzhong dares to come, you dare to keep him?"

"If you really believe it, then you can walk slowly." Xiao Longxiang said.

Xiao Yao: "..."

Faced with such remarks, what else can he do? The only thing I can do is to speed up the pace under my feet.

He really wanted to roar with Xiao Longxiang: Please don't pretend to be in the future. Can you force it?

But thinking about it, even if Xiao Longxiang is really just an eight-fold master now, it is not difficult to slap himself to death, and he would not do such an unwise thing to kill him.

So he quickly followed up.

The speed of the two people's departure was still very fast, plus they were relatively close to the Qingqiu Dynasty originally, the road was unimpeded, and they returned to the city quickly.

After entering the city, Xiao Longxiang immediately let out a long sigh of relief.

"Good risk, good risk."

Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Longxiang with curiosity on his face.

Xiao Longxiang said mysteriously: "I tell you, if we were a little late, we might meet Zhao Wei'e's people."

Hearing what Xiao Longxiang said, Xiao Yao suddenly felt a lingering feeling in his heart, and immediately asked cautiously, "Do you feel this?"

"What do you feel! I guessed it!" Xiao Longxiang said solemnly.

Xiao Yao covered his forehead with one hand.

"Anyway, Zhao Wei'e and Xuanyuan Jiuzhong are not easy to provoke. If you meet them in the future, you can withdraw as soon as you can. Even if you think you have the power of World War I, don't even think about going head-on with them, damn. These two are old foxes, otherwise I would have killed them a long time ago, but no matter what kind of situation I set up, they will always get out of luck. Several times I wondered whether the goddess of victory was on their side. Now." Xiao Long said angrily.

When the two were talking, Xiaozhan brought a group of people over.

Seeing Xiaolongxiang, everyone was dumbfounded.

Seeing everyone standing there like a wooden chicken, Xiao Longxiang frowned slightly and asked, "What's the matter, all of you are idle and nothing to do?"

"Foster father, you..." If it weren't for Xiao Longxiang to speak, Xiao Zhan would not even dare to come forward to recognize people.

"What's wrong with me, is it mighty and mighty?" Xiao Longxiang asked with a smile.

Although a lot of changes have taken place in appearance, the way of speaking has not changed at all.

Xiao Zhan's eyes were red, and he walked to the front and asked, "Foster father, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's snowy outside." Xiao Longxiang coughed and said.

"Foster father, do you think it looks like winter outside?" Xiao Zhan asked.

Xiao Longxiang was already a little impatient, stared at Xiao Zhan, and asked, "I said your kid is endless? If you don't have anything to do, you can quickly lead troops to patrol!"

After being reprimanded by Xiao Longxiang, Xiao Zhan came back to his senses. There were still many people standing behind him. Even if something really happened, his adoptive father would not be able to speak to him in front of so many people. Said, at the moment he nodded quickly, turned and left.

Su Changliu glanced at Xiao Yao, then at Xiao Longxiang, and sighed.

"Before, I really didn't believe you were his own father, but now I believe it." Su Changliu said.

Xiao Long Xianghu stared: "Why, his father is not me, but you?"

Su Changliu smiled and said, "Don't be angry, God of War Xiao. It's okay for you to fool others with your current spirit. If I can't see anything, would I be embarrassed to say that I am an eight-fold master?"

Listening to Su Changliu's words, Xiao Longxiang nodded.

"Xiao Zhan Shen, is this... worth it?" Hong Feisheng walked to the front and asked.

Xiao Longxiang laughed and took a few steps forward.

Hong Feisheng followed.

Xiao Yao and others all stood there waiting.

"Actually, I always feel that with my strength, it is very difficult and difficult to really want to win a match with Hong Feisheng." Xiao Longxiang said seriously.

"Are you still not confident?" Hong Feisheng said in surprise.

Xiao Longxiang glanced at Hong Feisheng, and said helplessly: "I just practiced faster, and there are slightly more things in my mind than you, but I am just a mortal after all! I want to continue to move forward. One step is hard and hard."

"Then, you have enough self-confidence that you think Xiao Yao can." Hong Feisheng asked with a light brow.

Xiao Longxiang nodded his head heavily.

"Why?"

Xiao Longxiang clenched his fists, looked up at the sky, and took a deep breath.

After a while, his fists unfolded slowly, a pair of eyes sparkled, and the smile at the corners of his mouth revealed deep pride in his heart.

"Just because he is my son!" Xiao Longxiang paused every word, like a hammer.