The Spirit of God Million Domain

"Damn boy, he is actually qualified to have the head of the family send him here in person?" Mingtang roared with anger in his heart, and there was unwillingness in his eyes.

He Mingtang considers himself the number one genius of the Ming family, but he has never been treated like this.

You must know that Ming Lang is now recognized as the strongest person in the Ming family.

Don't underestimate him, thinking that he, Mingtang, is now a fourth-grade spiritual master and that he is very talented.

However, he wanted to be clearer, and maybe he would have the chance in twenty years.

As a warrior advances to the level of spiritual master, the later realms become more difficult.

This is why, in the entire Holy City, there are many spiritual masters, but there are very few named spiritual masters.

Even the so-called eight young masters in the entire Seventy-two Peaks area are only fifth-grade spiritual masters.

"Yicai pays homage to his uncle."

Xiao Yicai quickly stepped forward and saluted respectfully to Ming Lang.

Ming Lang nodded to Xiao Yicai and said: "The sword intention in you is very strong. It seems that your swordsmanship has improved well. Work hard."

"Thank you uncle for your encouragement." Xiao Yicai heard Ming Lang's compliment and looked at Xu Feng provocatively, as if to say: "My cousin is mine, don't have wishful thinking."

Xiao Yicai quickly looked at Ming Wan'er, pretending to be worried: "Cousin, are you okay? You don't know how worried I was about you just now."

After Xiao Yicai said these words, Ming Zhenyi, who was not far away, smiled faintly: "Brother Yicai can change his face faster than turning the page of a book. It seems you were the one who kept teasing you to open the dojo in advance. Why didn't I see that you were worried about Wan?" Where is your son?"

The words of Ming's true meaning rang out, and several of them couldn't help but smile.

This made Xiao Yicai a little embarrassed.

However, Ming Wan'er did not say hello to Xiao Yicai. Instead, she came to the two old men guarding the dojo and saluted respectfully: "Two elders, I'm sorry. I was late for something just now. I hope the two elders will punish me."

Seeing Ming Wan'er's respectful look, Ming Peng smiled kindly at Ming Wan'er: "Wan'er, you're not late either. It's still morning, and the dojo is not open, so you won't lose anything."

"snort!"

However,

The other old man couldn't help but snorted coldly, as if he didn't accept Ming Wan'er's apology.

Xu Feng looked at the self-righteous old man. He couldn't help but stepped forward and took Ming Wan'er, who looked a little embarrassed, behind him.

"Hmph, a family elder can be so shameless. Although we both arrived a little late, we didn't seem to be late for long!"

"Besides, since others have already apologized, you still don't accept it. I really admire you for being so open-minded. In my opinion, the Ming family is really blind to arrange for someone like you to guard such an important place."

Xu Feng didn't expect that a girl as gentle as Ming Wan'er would be disliked by her elders.

Logically speaking, Ming Wan'er is the daughter of the head of the Ming family, and is the young lady of the Ming family.

Even if her status was not as high as that of the elder, she would not apologize so humbly.

However, Ming Wan'er has a gentle personality and treats the two old men as elders. She didn't expect that the other party would rely on his old age to show off his old age. Naturally, Xu Feng couldn't stand such behavior.

Ming Wan'er looked at the back of Xu Feng who stood up for her. Although she didn't like arguments or quarrels in her heart, she felt a little warm in her heart at the moment.

There was a strange light shining in her gentle, watery eyes.

Sometimes, feelings are so wonderful, and often small things can make people deeply moved.

This is like a man pursuing a girl. Suddenly one day, the girl feels her stomach hurts, and she feels that the world is dark.

No one around her knew her pain, only her deskmate beside him. He silently left his seat, and when he came back, he held a cup of freshly brewed brown sugar water in his hand.

This is a trivial concern, but it often makes people feel as sweet as eating honey.

At this moment, Ming Wan'er felt this way in her heart.

"Who do you think you are? A wild boy who came out of nowhere and dares to teach me a lesson? Are you looking for death?" The old man's violent aura burst out.

His cultivation level is that of a fifth-grade spiritual master, and his eyes reveal cold murderous intent.

However, he didn't have time to take action yet.

"Elder Ming Gang, this matter is the fault of me, the head of the family. I delayed this little brother Xu Feng because I had something to do with him, which caused me to arrive late."

"If Elder Ming Gang feels something is wrong, it is also my responsibility." When Ming Lang appeared in front of Xu Feng, his face was calm, but his words contained undoubted momentum.

Xu Feng stood behind Ming Lang and nodded secretly.

Don't think that Mingming seems gentle and elegant, but he also has the aura of a superior person, which is not simple.

"Oh, what are you doing? If you want to blame me for today's incident, it's my responsibility. I just told them to gather here in the morning, and I didn't tell them a specific time."

Mingda quickly stepped forward to smooth things over. He knew the character of the gentle and elegant head of the family in front of him very well. Maybe everything is discussed, but when it comes to Ming Wan'er's matters, there is absolutely no discussion.

"This matter so far is all for the sake of these younger generations. In a while, it will be the time for the Four Peaks to recruit disciples. Don't waste your time. If we, the children of the Ming family, can shine in this grand event, That is our common goal." Mingda said slowly.

"Ming Peng, Ming Gang, open the dojo."

Mingda looked at the two of them and urged.

Ming Peng glanced at Ming Gang. When he took out a disc, spiritual power flowed in his eyes, and he also had the peak cultivation level of a fifth-grade spiritual master.

The disc in his hand was spinning crazily, and the terrifying spiritual power in his body rushed into the disc like water.

Ming Gang also took out an identical disk, and the two disks shone brightly.

Xu Feng looked at the altar-like place in the center. Waves of light flowed, and the pupils of his eyes shrank. It turned out to be the legendary eighth-level formation.

He did not expect that he would encounter an eighth-grade formation in the Seventy-two Peaks area.

You must know that in ancient times, the eighth-level formations were constructed by those eighth-level formation masters. The powerful formation masters were definitely no weaker than the martial arts masters.

Rumor has it that in ancient times, hundreds of flowers bloomed, and all things bloomed. In the end, they all reached the same destination through different paths, pursuing the path of the supreme spiritual god.

Click!

On top of the altar, it opened like a door, and the surrounding void trembled as the majestic spiritual power impacted.

"Three hours, hurry in."

As Mingpeng roared, Xiao Yicai and others before Xu Feng rushed in impatiently.

Xu Feng nodded to Ming Wan'er. Xu Feng was the last to enter.

(The third update arrives. Happy New Year to everyone! Thank you brothers for your support. I wish you all a healthy, safe, happy and joyful New Year!)