Chapter 221: The Storm is Coming

The long-eared outer disciple didn't know Yun Xinran's warning and dissatisfaction in this snort, and his heart lifted, but when Yun Xinran put away the bag containing the spirit stone, he still patted his heart, looking relieved. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Yun Xinran naturally took his performance into his eyes, and touched his nose with a wry smile.

Next, one by one, the people who challenged Yun Xinran and the paper crane all took out spirit stones one after another in order to eliminate the disaster. Yun Xinran also enjoyed it.

During this period, someone who wanted to sneak away was pulled out by Yun Xinran and knocked out with a punch.

As a result, Yun Xinran invisibly established a tall bandit image in the eyes of these guys, and he didn't dare to slip away anymore.

After receiving the dedication of all the challengers, Yun happily threw off his sleeves and walked away with his head held high. Since it has become known to everyone, it is simply publicized. From the moment she was accepted as a disciple by the old dean, it was impossible for her to keep a low profile. In the current situation, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is not as powerful as a fox and a fake tiger. In order to avoid more trouble, it is better to set up an image of others that is not easy to mess with.

However, although Yun Xinran was quite arrogant on the outside, he actually knew very well in his heart that his spiritual power cultivation was still too low compared to those core disciples. It's good to have a strong body, but if she encounters someone with superb skills, she will be a little dangerous. Therefore, it is imperative to improve one's cultivation as soon as possible.

Yun Xinran touched her storage ring, the smile on her face was not fake, she was really happy, this time she received more than 2,000 low-grade spirit stones, which was a very good windfall. People are in good spirits at happy events, and they feel that the steps under their feet are also a lot lighter.

The old dean, who had secretly observed all this, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and shook his head helplessly.

Zhao Ling'er, Zhao Meng and others looked at each other. Lin Jiang raised his mouth and laughed, he knew that Senior Sister Yun was very powerful.

Meng Zhaoxue, Chi Yue and the others snorted coldly. The corners of Baihua's mouth were raised, and there was an unknown light in his eyes.

When Mu Yueyue, Nina and the others looked at Yun Xinran, there was a more interested light in their eyes. Lian Shan sneered: "What a drag!" ā€

Although he said this, the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger.

In the next few days, Yun Xinran lived a very calm life, in addition to the routine cultivation every day, she was familiar with the spells, and the dance steps of the flame were the techniques she focused on practicing, and the improvement was very fast, compared to the time when she first comprehended, it was not only the escape treasure technique, if it was used well in the battle, maybe it could also receive miraculous results.

What she didn't know was that a catastrophe was coming.

This is a subordinate continent of the Tyrant family, the aura here is quite lush, and the cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Mirror are walking all over the ground, even if it is a newborn baby, they can have the power of the third order or so of the earth spirit. It is rumored that the noble bloodline is born to fly in the sky.

Dawn Moon City is a white ancient city that is rumored to be guarded by hundreds of Holy Spirit Beings, and this is the largest stronghold of the Tyrannosaurus family on this continent. There is a huge statue of a white tiger in the city, and under the statue of the white tiger roaring in the sky, there is a continuous and boundless complex of buildings. In one of the gorgeously built palaces, a middle-aged man with frosty ears and sharp eyes looked at the Xuanbing jade coffin in front of him.

In the coffin, a young man lay flat in it, his face as white as paper, lifeless.

"How's Qi'er?" The middle-aged man's eyes were still staring at the person in the coffin, but the words were asked to the old man with a rickety back next to him.

"Back to the master, Young Master Qi has almost succeeded in taking this body, and it only takes a few days to wake up." The old man replied respectfully.

"Then when Qi'er wakes up, she will inform me." The middle-aged man's face was calm, and he couldn't see any waves, but at this moment, the old man with his back was more and more respectful, and it wasn't until the middle-aged man walked out of the hall that the old man straightened up and wiped the cold sweat on his head.

After a few days, the young man in the coffin moved his fingers, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes suddenly shone with two dazzling lights.

The old man with his back hurriedly ran over and pulled the transparent coffin lid open, but before the word "less" could be spoken, the whole person flew out like a cannonball! The dignified Heavenly Spirit Ninth Order cultivation couldn't even withstand this blow, and when the old man's body hit the ground, he never got up again.

The light of the fist raised by the young man in the coffin gradually dimmed, perhaps because the new body control was not so skillful, the expression on his face was dumbfounded, but the light in his eyes was quite excited, and he did not feel the slightest guilt for casually killing a loyal servant, and there was only a thirst for power in his eyes.

"Qi'er, how is this body of the first order of the Holy Spirit?" A middle-aged man with gray temples walked in from outside the hall, not caring at all about the corpse of the old servant who had slipped into the corner, his eyes were sharp and he looked at the young man in the coffin, and his tone was indifferent.

"Thank you...... Father...... Adults, children - love it! The young man's movements were so jerky that he bowed to the visitor, and his tone was also intermittent and somewhat ambiguous.

"It's good to like it, hey - this time you went to the inferior continent, what happened that forced you to give up your body, what about Jinpeng?"

Hearing his father ask about this matter, the young man's eyes were overflowing with resentment, perhaps because he was too angry, his originally stiff face seemed to be a little more vivid, and his language was a lot sharper: "The child found a secret on that low-level continent, and learned about the relics of an ancient divine beast Xuanwu, but the child's strength is not up to the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and he reached an agreement with the indigenous forces on that continent on the way to collect the ancient lamps, but he didn't want those old foxes to give the child the wrong news, and the child stepped into a dangerous place, Even the golden steel cover that could block the blow of the Holy Spirit was torn apart by those spatial cracks, and in order to save his life, the child gave up the goal of finding the heart of the divine beast in the first place, and retreated to the second place, but ran into an ant! ā€

When he said this, the young man's eyes were already full of murderous intent, and his tone became a lot heavier: "That person took advantage of the child's danger to ...... with the humble power of an ant" The young man gritted his teeth and gurgled, but the next words were unable to say anything anyway, because it was too humiliating, and the future heir of the twelve branches of the dignified Tiger Family was forced to lose his body by such an inconspicuous ant! had to exchange souls with his flying mount in an instant, and only then did he escape the soul.

Lowering his head and taking a deep breath several times, the young man suppressed the surging anger in his heart, and when he looked up, his eyes were already bloodshot, his expression was no longer eye-catching, his forehead was bruised, and he looked at his father with a hideous expression: "The child begs his father, please use the Zhen Clan's holy weapon to destroy the Purple Cloud Continent!" (To be continued.) )