Chapter 47: I want you to bury Tan Feng!

"I've seen Elder Qingyun, I've seen Elder Red Leaves!"

Yang Jingtian's father and daughter were sincerely frightened, and said cautiously.

"Hmm!"

Elder Qingyun nodded, ignoring them, but said to Ouyang Rong, "Rong'er, who are these people?"

"Master, I'll introduce you!" Ouyang Rong smiled and said, "This is Yang Jingtian, the Great Elder of the Yang Family, a famous family in Canghai City. ”

"Heh, Mingmen?"

Hearing these two words, Elder Qingyun couldn't help but let out a cold snort.

"Where the sesame seeds are big, they still claim to be famous? This cheeky person is really thick enough!"

If someone else said this, Yang Jingtian would turn his face on the spot. But now, the other party is the elder of the dignified Yunhai Immortal Sect, the powerhouse of the Jindan Realm, and he is indeed insignificant in front of the other party. No matter how hard this breath is, you can only swallow it!

"Yes, yes!" Yang Jingtian said with a smile, "This is just a false praise from the high disciples, in front of adults, my Yang family naturally does not dare to pretend to be famous!"

"Hmph, you still have a little self-knowledge!" Elder Qingyun snorted lightly, and didn't bother to look at Yang Jingtian again.

"This is Elder Yang......

"Oh no, no, just call me Yang Jingtian!" Before Ouyang Rong finished speaking, Yang Jingtian hurriedly interrupted.

He is now a disciple of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, and his identity is not worth mentioning in front of the other party!

"Well, this is Yang Jingtian's son, Yang Ba. Seeing that Shizun was not interested, Ouyang Rong pointed at Yang Yao with a smile and said, "Master, this is the one I mentioned to you, a girl with the same bloodline as my brother, she is Yang Jingtian's daughter, her name is Yang Yao!"

"Well, it turned out to be her!"

Elder Qingyun nodded, but his eyes didn't look at Yang Yao at all.

This time, it made Yang Jingtian and Yang Yao's hearts half cold.

Being humiliated is nothing, as long as you can worship the Yunhai Immortal Sect. Originally, in the eyes of their father and daughter, Yang Yao's talent was definitely qualified. But why does this middle-aged man have this attitude?

Seeing the other party's look of interest, Yang Jingtian mustered up the courage and said, "This adult, but I don't know if the qualifications of the little girl can still enter the eyes of adults?"

"Her qualifications?" Elder Qingyun snorted lightly, "Reluctantly, compared to me, it's just a heaven and a earth." With her qualifications, it may not be difficult to enter my Yunhai Immortal Sect and become a disciple of an outer sect. As for the future, it's up to her own creation!"

If there was no Ouyang Rong's existence, hearing these words would definitely make the Yang family's father and daughter excited.

After all, they also knew very well that Canghai City was too small, and in the eyes of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, it was not worth mentioning at all. It is extremely gratifying to be able to step into the threshold and become a disciple of the outer sect.

But the question is, what's going on with Ouyang Rong?

Looking at her like that, I am afraid that she is at least a disciple of the Inner Sect, and it is even very likely that she is a disciple of the Inner Sect who has a master. The difference in status is too great! When I think of this, the hearts of the father and daughter are difficult to calm down.

And at this moment, he saw Ouyang Rong come to the front with a smile and said, "Congratulations, Sister Yao! It seems that you and I will become the same door!"

This seems to be a congratulatory word, but to Yang Yao's ears, it is like slapping herself. If it weren't for the two elders here, she really wanted to give this hypocritical woman a beating right away.

At the same moment, on the platform on the top floor of the hall master's mansion, Luo Yan was sipping tea as always, but his eyes at the moment were looking at the VIP room.

"Lao Zhang, are those two confirmed to be the elders of the Yunhai Immortal Sect?" Luo Yan asked.

"Return to the hall master, confirm that it is correct. One is Elder Qingyun, and the other is Elder Red Leaves!" Steward Zhang replied.

"Yes......" Luo Yan frowned slightly when he heard this, and the expression on his face was also a little solemn.

"Hall Master, what's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing!" Luo Yan shook his head, and at the same time changed the conversation, "By the way, has the decisive battle begun?"

"Almost!"

As soon as Steward Zhang's words fell, he heard a majestic voice in the void of the Shura Palace: "Mu Yi challenges the hell level, start now!"

"Boom ——"

The audience was boiling, and everyone's attention was also diverted from the situation.

"Mu Yi Mu Yi!"

People chanted Yang Xiao's pseudonym, and the sound waves almost toppled the dome of the Shura Palace.

"Mu Yi, you chose a hell-level challenge this time and broke through to the end, but so?" the voice asked.

"That's right!" Yang Xiao said loudly.

"Heh, break through to the end!" Elder Qingyun's face showed a look of interest.

"Master, in addition to being able to get more rewards, are there any substantial benefits to this venture?" asked Ouyang Rong.

With the birth of "Mu Yi", the details of the hell level have gradually become known. However, even if the Martial Saint Academy is everyone's dream, at least in Canghai City, no one dares to try this cruel enrollment method with their lives.

"Of course there is! That is, as long as this person can finally enter the War King Palace, he is qualified to become the personal disciple of the Lord of the War King Palace!"

"What!"

Hearing this, everyone's faces showed shock.

Yang Jingtian even found that this Yunhai Immortal Sect Elder, who had been indifferent to himself just now, was full of awe on his face when he mentioned the five words "Battle King Hall Master".

Indeed, in terms of scale, the Martial Saint Academy is inferior to the Yunhai Immortal Sect. However, his strength is not inferior to that of the Yunhai Immortal Sect.

Especially the palace of the war king, all the halls are demons. The strength of the Lord of the War King Palace, the legend has reached an unbelievable realm. To be able to become his personal disciple is something that no one dares to think of!

Shocked for a moment, Ouyang Rong stabilized her mind and asked, "Master, there is still something unclear about the apprentice." ”

"What's the matter?" Elder Qingyun looked at Ouyang Rong's expression, looking very gentle.

"If, I'm just saying if, this Mu Yi really completed the challenge of breaking through to the end. Don't forget, his bloodline level is only the upper grade of the ground level, and his future achievements will definitely be limited. This kind of Taoist ideal must not be unknown to the master of the temple. But why ......?"

"The bloodline level is something that can be improved by some means. It's just that the price spent is too great, and if it weren't for a certain level of evil, no one would be willing to pay that price for you. ”

Elder Qingyun said lightly.

"Could it be that Shizun means that this War King Hall Master thinks that as long as he can complete the 'one breakthrough to the end', it means that it is worth paying that price for him?"

Ouyang Rong had a look of surprise on her face.

She had also heard of the fact that the bloodline level could be increased. It's just that the price is not something she can imagine at all. Therefore, at this moment, hearing Elder Qingyun say this, Ouyang Rong's heart couldn't help but feel a wave of turmoil.

"I don't know! That hall master has always been unpredictable. Who knows what he thinks? Besides, do you think this breakthrough is really so easy to pass? As far as I know, in the entire Beiyuan Dynasty for a hundred years, no one has been able to achieve it! I'm afraid this Mu Yi is more than lucky!"

Elder Qingyun snorted lightly, not optimistic about Yang Xiao's prospects at all.

"Better so! Better if he died!"

Although he was very dissatisfied with Elder Qingyun, hearing this, Yang Yao still heard this sentence in his heart.

"Is everything arranged?"

At the same time, in a corner of the Shura Palace, in an extremely inconspicuous place, a strong man asked the people around him.

"Rest assured, master!" replied one of the attendants, "Lord Wolf Seven and the other two brothers have managed to blend in with the ranks of the adversaries. As long as we kill this Mu Yi in the ring, even the War King Palace will not be able to find our head!"

"Yes!" said another attendant, "Master, as long as the Blood Wolf Guard comes out, it doesn't matter if he is Mu Yi or Mu Er, the ending will be a dead word!"

"Hmph, okay!" Two cold glints flashed in Tan Wolf's eyes, "Mu Yi, you killed my Feng'er, and today I want you to bury him!"