Chapter 1277

The words of the Huapao youth were casual and peaceful.

But everyone present broke out in a cold sweat.

They are the big figures of the Qingluan Spiritual Clan, and they have enormous authority.

However, at this time, everyone felt uncomfortable.

As one of the six ancient Taoist guardians, the Qingluan Spirit Clan used a bloody and cruel way to select nine young masters from the main lineage of the clan long ago.

Each of the young masters has their own advantages, and is a peerless figure killed from the disciples of the main line.

These nine young masters were cultivated as the heirs of the patriarch's position, and their status was honorable and special.

Every young master is surrounded by a group of big figures from the clan, which is equivalent to the formation of nine factions!

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

This is the so-called "nine sons 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 Spirit Clan!

It's like raising a gu.

Among the nine young masters, after fighting and fighting, only one will become the heir to the patriarch!

Until 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 Huapao who was sitting on the ground at this time.

His name is Feng Yunlie.

Born wise and gifted, when he was born in the world, auspicious clouds of avenues once rose into the sky, attracting the attention of the clan.

Among the original nine young masters, Feng Yunlie was the youngest, the least senior, and the least favored.

But as time went by, Feng Yunlie gradually revealed his background and skills far beyond imagination.

There are only two young master characters who were defeated by him!

Fengyunlie has cultivated for 39,000 years, and has cultivated in the later stage of the Unity Realm. Among the nine young masters, he cannot be said to be the top.

But he always wins in brutal 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 honorable than some of the big figures in the clan.

When some old-fashioned figures saw him, they would take the initiative to say hello.

The big figures present may be higher in seniority than Feng Yunlie, but in front of Feng Yunlie, 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'll deal with it now."

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

The black-robed man's body froze, and he bowed to greet him and said, "What else is there to order from the young master?"

Feng Yunlie 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 black-robed man froze in his heart and took his orders in awe: "Here!"

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

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

Looking closely, the speaker was a slender man in a robe, with scribbled beard and hair, carrying a white jade gourd, his body was full of alcohol, and he was drunk.

Feng Yunlie was stunned for a moment, and said to the old man in white, "Is it really necessary?"

The old man in white said warmly: "Be careful sailing the ten thousand year ship. A person who dares to attack our Qingluan Spiritual Race powerhouse is either an idiot who has no eyes or a ruthless person who has something to rely on. And I think, dare to enter the crow ridge to roam. , and repelling the role of Elder Mu Yun, his mind should not be stupid."

Feng Yunlie thought 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."

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

In the corner, the drunken robe man got up, stretched his waist, and strode toward the outsider.

And the black-robed man followed closely behind.

Until the figures of the two disappeared, Feng Yunlie seemed to have forgotten this trivial matter.

He casually said: "This time the competitors are a few old guys from the ancient Yu clan, and there are also a group of stubborn people from the Galaxy Sect. If there is a conflict, I'm 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 in white next to him smiled and said, "Young Master, you don't need to worry about it. Since Yan Daolin agreed and won't intervene in this matter, then he won't do it."

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

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

...

The top of the black mountain.

A mouthful of seals floated in front of Su Yi.

His hands and fingers were constantly changing, and he concluded various secret seals and penetrated into the Dao Seal.

This is a secret technique for sacrificing Taoist soldiers.

The name is Xing Yuan Quenching Spirit. At the beginning, the watch master used this secret technique to make the sword of the world into a sword of the world that shook the starry sky in an era.

In the far away void, three figures suddenly appeared silently.

There was the beautiful woman who had been guarding this place before, a man in black robes, and a tall and thin man in robes carrying a white jade wine gourd.

It is Feng Muyun, Fengshan Lake, and Fengxingya of the Qingluan Spirit Clan!

Among them, Fengxingya obviously ranks first.

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

In the distance, Feng Xingya, who smelled of alcohol, uttered in surprise.

"Brother, this person is far from powerful."

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

After listening to this, Fengshanhu, who was dressed in black robes, couldn't help but be moved, and said: "In the late stage of the same life, but he can step into the 'Ten Arrays of Wind and Flames', defeating characters like you in the early stage of the cave, this guy... Indeed scary!"

"Fun, so funny!"

Feng Xingya murmured, his dazed and drunken 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?"

Feng Xingya asked.

Feng Muyun shook his head.

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

"That's more fun!"

Feng Xingya clucked his 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!"

As he said that, the depths of his eyes were turbulent, and a little silver like a star appeared, and it slowly spun like a vortex.

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

Delusional Divine Eye!

Qingluan

One of the taboo secret techniques of the Spiritual Race, a top-level inheritance that only the main line clansmen who can comprehend the "Shen Xun Law" are qualified to control.

Feng Muyun and Fengshan Lake both showed a hint of envy that was not easily discernible.

They are collateral clansmen, let alone cultivating taboo secret techniques such as the Destructive Divine Eye, they are not qualified to comprehend the "Shen Xun Law"!

"It's impolite!"

A cold hum suddenly resounded through the world.

On the top of the Black Divine Mountain, Su Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned slightly.

boom!

An invisible power of the soul, like the Dao sword of the tyrannical Jedi, rushed up from Su Yi.

Almost at the same time, in the eyes of Feng Xingya, Su Yi turned into a sword that swept across Qingming and dominated the world.

The unparalleled sword intent seems to be able to crush everything!

Feng Xingya's eyes were stinging, her body trembled, and she immediately put away the Mysterious Destructive Pupil.

"What a terrifying divine soul power!"

Feng Xingya was surprised.

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

Feng Muyun and Fengshan Lake sucked in the cool air.

The Delusional Pupil is a taboo secret technique of their clan. It is said to be able to see through the delusions of Zhoutian and gain insight into the root of all spirits.

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

"Just the three of you?"

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

Whoever is disturbed like this will not be in a good mood.

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

Feng Xingya couldn't help laughing, and he walked staggeringly towards this side with a condescending manner.

"However, you are wrong. I am the only one who made the shot this time. That's enough."

Feng Xingya said with a smile.

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

But as he travels, a terrifying law force emerges, like wisps of ethereal silver streamer, like a dream.

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

Feng Muyun and Fengshanhu looked at each other with complicated 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 Feng Xingya's combat power can easily crush their two colleagues of the same generation!

If it is placed in the depths of the starry sky, even those characters in the later stage of Dongyu Realm are not necessarily the opponents of Feng Xingya!

Everything depends on what Feng Xingya has mastered, 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 day of sacrifice."

As an outsider, when it comes to understanding the Qingluan Spirit Clan, he thinks that in the world, he should be unparalleled.

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

There is no way, as the spectator in his previous life, he once played a game with an old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Clan.

As a result, the old guy was defeated in the fight, and he served him as a mount for thousands of years with great humiliation...

"My funeral?"

Feng Xingya was stunned and couldn't help grinning.

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 die!"

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