Somewhere in an incomparably distant holy place, a heavenly river flowed down from the sky to the sky, and somewhere in the forest below converged into a lake, and hundreds of young men and girls in gorgeous costumes sat in it with their eyes closed, and the gorgeous Xuan Qi between breathing and breathing poured into their bodies.

From time to time, some white spirit deer or small spirit demons pop out of the forest, run to the side and steal a sip of spiritual liquid, and the hair on their bodies has become more beautiful.

Outside the forest, there are countless shrines, and there are even huge buildings standing in the air, connected by a series of sky bridges, forming a large array of their own.

There were quite a few figures walking around on it, and one of them was the most eye-catching, and countless clansmen looked at him in awe wherever he passed.

The young man was slowly walking towards a temple hidden in the clouds and mist in front of him, he was dressed in a more ornate and elaborate costume than anyone else, his long golden hair was tied up by a white god crown, and there was a thin golden line the width of a finger on his forehead.

It's just that the young man seems to be a little troubled now, frowning slightly, and the heaven and earth Xuan Qi around him can't get close to his body while he walks, and retreats into the distance as if bowing.

"Lingyu, the thirteenth brother has an accident!"

Suddenly, a person's shout sounded from behind him, Ling Yu stopped his movements violently, and then turned back in an uproar, and saw a young man with black hair and black clothes, who was not much different from him, looking at him with a pale face.

The surrounding clansmen shook their hearts when they heard the black-haired man's words, and looked at the latter in disbelief, as the third son, Lingwen would not make such a joke, and the word "accident" in the family represents death, because other things are not called trouble.

Lingyu's body suddenly erupted with incomparably terrifying power, and then soared into the sky, turning into a golden streamer and flying overhead, passing over the pavilions to the top of the spirit hall, and there were some generals wearing white armor standing around the square under the stairs of the main hall.

Ling Yu strode directly towards the Spirit Hall, his face was very terrifying, as if a volcano was about to erupt, and even the surrounding heaven and earth Xuan Qi was

It became unstable and stable.

"Don't be impulsive, although the thirteenth prince's magic card is dark, it is not extinguished. ”

A warlord stepped forward to stop Lingyu and hurriedly said, the latter was in an even worse mood after hearing his words, bypassing the armor and flying directly, and broke into the spirit hall in an instant.

Just after Lingyu left, more and more clansmen who got the news rushed up, but they didn't go over, but watched from afar.

"Didn't the third uncle put the thirteenth brother in the world, how could something happen. ”

"The thirteenth brother has been forbidden to cultivate since he was a child, and he has lost his memory, and he was only unraveled by the third uncle a few years ago, and it is still very possible to be able to reach the thirteenth brother of Tongxuan in that place. ”

"Hmph, it's all the elders' fault, can't you let the thirteenth brother stay in the spirit realm? ”

Some teenagers and girls said indignantly, but although they were anxious, they were not out of proportion, after all, as long as the god card was not extinguished, then they were not dead.

After Ling Yu rushed into the hall, he saw that dozens of people had already come inside, and some people flew in from behind Ling Yu, and after entering, they all looked up and looked ahead.

I saw that in the huge Jiuxiao Palace, there were some jade plaques floating densely, the more light on it, the brighter it was, there were a total of fourteen jade plaques in the upper middle point, the first light of these jade plaques was as dazzling as the sun, the second one was a little weaker, and the most striking one was the thirteenth.

It had turned gray, with only a faint flickering fluorescence that seemed to fade out at any moment.

Everyone in the Spirit Hall was a person who could make the mainland tremble with a word, but now he looked at the dim jade plate with a solemn face, and the jade plate was engraved with a person's name.

Lingfeng.

Although I haven't heard of this name for many years, and I haven't seen it, there is no one here who doesn't remember that the son of the previous generation of the Lingzhan family, the third-ranked Ling Qianhai, is the only son.

For some reason, he didn't get the inheritance, and the family was afraid of harming him, so he could only let Ling Qianhai block Ling Feng's memory, and then take it to the scarce kingdoms, so that he could become one from now on

Mortals, just spend the rest of your life in peace.

There was no change before, but I didn't expect such a change to suddenly come today, there is the soul power of every spirit family member in the god card, if it dies, it will be destroyed.

Their Ling family has not died for a long time, this time, it turned out to be Ling Feng, who has the identity of the thirteenth prince, you must know that his father Ling Qianhai has the ability to compete for the position of the head of the family, known as the Ling Qianhai of the Hundred Battles God Emperor.

If Ling Feng died because of the persecution of others, instead of fighting fairly, then the consequences would be unbearable for the entire Qingxuan Continent.

Ling Yu's eyes kept staring at the fluorescence, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he said seemingly calmly: "Does the third uncle know the news?" ”

"Qianhai has gone to explore a new spatial secret, and I don't know for the time being. ”

A man standing in front of him put his hands behind his back, looked at the dim god card and said, he is Ling Qianhai's younger brother.

Because Lingfeng can't cultivate, he often teases Lingfeng when he was a child, and now he learns that Lingfeng's god card will be destroyed, so it's naturally not very comfortable.

Just when there was silence in the spirit hall, a man wearing black heavy battle armor walked in surrounded by four generals, there was no breath on his body, but there was a black spear mark on his forehead, and the armor collided together and crawled out of a thumping sound when he walked, and every step seemed to step on the whole world, which made the atmosphere in the spirit hall change for a moment.

"Big brother. ”

"Great Elder. ”

The group of people turned around, looked at the person who came, shouted, the man in the black battle armor didn't say a word, passed through everyone to the front, looked at the god card that was still flashing faintly, and spit out a word in his mouth.

And so on. ”

ps: It makes me so uncomfortable to only look at people and not at the works, one click a day, is it really a problem of my level, as an author, I am trapped, so I can't see the quality of my works?