At the top of the restaurant, Yan Wenwen smashed her fist on the table, smashed a light yellow table with exquisite patterns, and roared at Jiang Ling in front of her: "what, Jiang Tianyi doesn't leave the Customs for the time being, why? Do you know how I've waited for him for 20 days? Every day is worse than death."

There was anger in Jiang Ling's heart. As soon as he saw Yan Wenwen's aggressive tone, his heart fire suddenly burst out, fiercely cut Yan Wenwen's eye, said goodbye, and didn't want to answer Yan Wenwen's question.

Long Xinhang is a man after all. Although her heart is full of anger, she also knows that Jiang Ling has to rely on things at present. After all, Yan Wenwen has talked a little too much, so she quickly roundly: "Fairy Spirit, don't mind. Sister Wen always talks like this. You are good sisters, and you don't know his temper. Sister Wen, it's not that fairy spirit can decide this matter. If she could decide, senior brother Tianyi would have come out to fight."

If it were someone else, Yan Wenwen would never be soft, but the other party was Jiang Ling, her best friend. At present, she was soft and said, "Lingling, I was impulsive just now."

Both of them have a bad temper. When Jiang Ling was said by Yan Wenwen's soft words, his anger dissipated a lot. At least he won't care about Yan Wenwen's previous words. He couldn't help sighing: "I don't know what's going on. Uncle said that cousin Tianyi can't lose. If he loses, Yue Tianyu can enter Xianshan with integrity."

Yan Wenwen frowned and said, "can't you fail? What does that mean? Is hiding at home unbeaten?"

Jiang Ling nodded directly and said, "that's what I asked my uncle at that time. My uncle said that if you don't challenge, you will be invincible, so Yue Tianyu won't get Xianshan."

Longxin channel on one side: "as far as I know, the people of your Yan family don't care about the unknown fairy mountain. Why don't you suddenly want Yue Tianyu to get the fairy mountain?"

Jiang Ling said proudly: "We, the descendants of Emperor Yan, are rich all over the world. The whole lingxu city belongs to Emperor Yan. Naturally, we don't care about Xianshan, but some people are my uncle's friends. When friends come forward, they always give some thin noodles, and they just don't go to war. If I hadn't asked, senior brother Tianyi wouldn't go to fight Yue Tianyu. Now listen to my uncle's meaning, we can better pay Yue Tianyu without going to war And not only does cousin Tianyi not go to war, but even Ji Ruge and Li wuhui will not go to war. I don't understand what it is. Who is good at playing tricks, come out and talk about what's going on. "

Long Xinhang said secretly, who can compare with your fiance Tang Yu when it comes to intrigues.

Although long Xinhang's brain is not as good as Tang Yu, it is much easier to use than Yan Wenwen and Jiang Ling. Before long, long Xinhang blurted out: "is it true that the way they think is to drag?"

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In Kunpeng palace, the flood is towering, and the endless sea hovers over the people's heads. The waves are photographed from one side of Kunpeng palace to the other.

Every layer of waves started up and photographed. Even if the people watching below were not weak immortals, they also had the feeling that the waves wanted to break their souls. In fact, the momentum emitted from the waves was too huge.

And these waves one after another, continuous and never stop.

Above the waves, a big tree directly into the sky reaches the top of Kunpeng palace. The diameter of the tree is comparable to that of a mountain, tens of thousands of meters high. It seems to break the top of Kunpeng palace and extend to the void outside.

Aquatic trees, the turbulent sea below makes the whole tree look particularly green.

If you look carefully, you will find that this big tree is just a virtual shadow, which is purely manifested by the power of the avenue. Every part of the big tree is full of strong vitality.

Over the sea and as like as two peas of the two shadows, Song Fei's appearance was the same as the sky and the top of the tree.

After three months of latent cultivation, shuifenshen and mufenshen finally broke through to Tianxian. Although Song Fei knew that the speed would be much slower after practicing with Xianquan, he did not expect that it would take three months to break through to Tianxian alone, which is equivalent to more than ten years in Kunpeng palace. In this way, it may take another month to reach the peak of Tianxian level 1.

Cultivating with immortal spring is more than ten times slower than the milk of the earth. This is the result of my own overbearing skill, which can be absorbed madly. If the skill is weaker, I'm afraid the time will be extended indefinitely.

The breakthrough lasted for a long time. Song Fei's two separate bodies sucked all the surging sea and trees into his body. Immediately, the two separate bodies emitted the unique horror of the celestial realm.

Finally, all of them have been promoted to immortals.

At the next moment, Jin Tu Fen Shen also entered the tianque palace from the outside, and immediately the master appeared. The other three figures quickly collided with the master and integrated into the master's body. At the next moment, a more terrible breath emanated from Song Fei's body. Qingtian sword sect looked at the figures in the air, and their faces were filled with deep excitement.

Song Fei shouted, "Yang Huo, big goat, come out and take my fist."

The two men standing in front of the crowd looked at each other silently, and the next moment they flew out.

The goat smashed Song Fei's chest with a hard punch.

"Cang Yan palm!" Yang Huo directly used the palm technique of striking the immortal level and made every effort to blast Song Fei.

"Hahaha, come on." Song Fei laughed. The colorful light on his hands soared, and immediately punched them hard.

The mountain sheep didn't hum, and the whole man flew backwards faster than before.

Yang Huo was no better. The whole man flew out of the square and smashed into a high mountain outside the palace, crushing a mountain in an instant.

At the next moment, Song Fei's heart moved. The mountain collapsed by Yang Huo was restored. Yang Huo was covered with soil and flew out of the mountain in a panic.

Song Fei said with a smile, "how powerful is this punch."

Yang Huo said, "I'm so strong. I'm not an opponent at all. I'm afraid I can't fight you until I break through level 4 of Tianxian."

Song Fei said, "how long will it take to break through the fourth order of immortals?"

Yang Huo said: "within a hundred years, we should be able to break through."

"Well, if you make a breakthrough, your combat power can be improved again. That's good!" Song Fei praised. Yang Huo's century is just a century of Kunpeng palace. It's only a month or two outside. When Yang Huo makes a breakthrough, I'm afraid his combat power will not be lower than himself.

Song Fei said to the goat again, "goat, what was the taste of that punch just now."

The big goat flew from a distance, but his eyes flashed and said, "it's very strong. It makes me feel almost as strong as the expert brought by the night cold ink boy."