Time flies, hurried like a shuttle, like a white horse passing through the gap, snapping a finger for a moment.

Within the Feng clan, the guests on the Fenglin Heavenly Throne enjoy luxurious treatment; Before I knew it, the moon slipped through my fingers.

At this time, within the Feng clan, there was a lot of tension, and the young people in the clan were in retreat and cultivation, and they were in full swing, and they had no time to spare.

The battle of the dragon and phoenix, this once-in-a-century battle for fame, is still grandly held even in troubled times.

And the date of the big battle is set in three months, take advantage of this situation, hurry up your cultivation, and make the final sprint.

"See my niece?"

Walking in the clan, the people in the clan saw Lin Tian, saluted respectfully, and did not dare to slack off, he was the righteous brother of the patriarch, with the ability to destroy the heavens and the earth, and his strength was unfathomable, and he did not dare to treat him as a teenager.

The niece in Lin Tian's mouth is naturally Luo Bing, this little girl, who is arrogant all day long, arrogant, and disrespectful, has no reverence for this uncle, but makes it difficult to strike at him everywhere.

It's just that it's strange recently, Luo Bing didn't come to his residence to disturb him as usual, and after a long time, he got used to it, but it was a little strange.

"Elder Hui Lin, eldest lady, she is in retreat and cultivating, preparing for the competition after March."

Lin Tian is the righteous brother of the patriarch, so he was naturally promoted to the elder of the Feng clan, plus his unfathomable, weird and changeable strength, no one dared to question half a point, but he was just the name of the elder,

"She also participates? Is there a mistake? Lin Tian said in surprise;

"Yes, Miss is the highest person in my Heavenly Clan, and among the younger generation, her strength is second only to Luo Yan's Great Commander."

"My niece is the most gifted of your clan?" Lin Tian asked puzzled;

"That's right."

Lin Tian was very embarrassed in his heart, Luo Bing's talent was the first, and Luo Yan's strength was the first. This young generation of the Feng clan, how weak is this cultivation?

The dignified Phoenix Clan, the pride of the sky, simply changed its name to the Bird Clan.

Of course, this can't be said in front of others, after all, being in other people's territory, and saying bad things about others, there are many inappropriate, and Luo Yu's face still has to be given.

"Thank you"

Lin Tian was also refreshed, and said thank you to a subordinate, which was unexpected by the person who answered; I was already very excited to be able to talk to the elder level, not to mention the word "thank you".

This trip to the Heavenly Realm, the intention was originally to save people, the Holy Ancestor captured the Holy Maiden of the Nuwa Clan, it is very likely that it is Ling'er, and the nine-tailed demon fox is to read the memories of the person captured, before coming to the Nether, disguised as Ling'er, and knowing the past memories of Lin Tian and Ling'er.

asked Luo Yu many times to learn more about the news of the Holy Patriarch; The Holy Patriarch, the ancient beast, the name is gluttonous, its shape is like a sheep's body and human face, its eyes are under the armpits, tiger teeth and human claws, and its sound is like a baby. It is a ferocious, vicious and gluttonous beast.

Legend has it that the dragon gave birth to nine sons, one of which was gluttony; Just because of his ugly appearance, with a big head and a big mouth, greedy for food and sleep, abandoned by the dragon clan, exiled outside the clan, and reduced to a fierce beast, he was finally subdued by the dark monarch, became the first mount to sit down, and was given the name "Shengyuan".

And the Holy Patriarch had a deep grudge against the Dragon Clan, which could also be related to his life experience.

The strength of the Holy Ancestor is so strong, he is sealed in the Dark Realm, lying on his back, ready to go, and he does not hesitate to devour the same kind of supplementary cultivation, and will eventually break through the Heavenly Barrier and occupy most of the Heavenly Realm.

With the current cultivation, the strength of the Holy Ancestor is equivalent to the strength of the Dragon Emperor five thousand years ago, and Luo Yu will eventually lose the battle if he fights against him for too long.

Qingyun Mountain is high, towering into the clouds, piercing through thousands of miles of clouds, and under the feet is a sea of clouds. Lin Tian stood on the top of the cliff, looking down, the sea of clouds was churning, there was a special feeling, unconsciously, there were thousands of thoughts in his heart, and they came to his heart together.

The plane where the mysterious man is located is the pole of the universe. Even if a person can live for hundreds of millions of years, I am afraid that it will be difficult for him to reach it in his entire life, but if he learns the power of the law, the place of his mind will only be for a moment.

Below the plane, there is the ethereal realm, and under the ethereal is the Creation Mountain, and the lowest layer below the Creation Mountain is the Heavenly Realm. As for the Nether, it was meant to open up a small place, and it was simply not enough to be included in it, and it was on a par with this plane.

"Sister, what kind of place is this?"

"Celestial?"

"No, Uncle Strange said, the heavenly realm is beautiful, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the sea of flowers is horizontal, the trees are lush, and the fairyland is an excellent place; But....but....but...but it's completely different from what Uncle Weird said. “

At this moment, there was also a big question left in Xinyu's heart, "The beauty of the heavenly realm is different from others, although this is the lowest in the realm, it is also the most beautiful of all the planes. ”

Xinyu has never been here, but judging from the picture depicted by Uncle Strange, it is indeed as beautiful as Yaochi Wonderland.

The barren trees are silent, the burned ground is full of scorched corpses, and the world has no aura, but there is more death.

Xinyu and Zifan, the two little guys, every time they pass through a city, it is difficult to find traces of living people except for the traces of war left here.

Cities were burned and destroyed by the wicked, who set fire to them, and killed and plundered them, and destroyed them everywhere they went.

"Xiaofan, pay close attention and see if there are any living people around?"

Zifan looked around vigilantly and nodded vigorously-

Lin Tian's power of yin and yang is really strong; The Xinde Holy Patriarch came to the rescue, cultivated for half a month, and gradually recovered.

At this moment, the blood demon picked up a glass of blood and took a wild sip, blood seeped out from the corners of his mouth, and his greedy tongue kept licking the leaked blood.

After drinking the cup, he fell to the ground in anger, his face was hideous, his eyes were red, thinking of that night, Lin Tian washed himself like a dog, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed.

After that night, Lin Tian seemed to have disappeared from the world, leaving his subordinates to rummage through the heavenly realm without a trace, which made the blood demon's heart even more angry.

In the past few months, the Holy Patriarch has stepped up the training of the army, preparing to defeat the dragon clan in one fell swoop and obtain the blood of the dragon clan.

Before you know it, there are only three months left before you attack the dragons.

The Holy Patriarch sat in the middle of the main hall, pinching his fingers in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a strange smirk.

"God help me, God help me, haha!!"

The Holy Patriarch laughed inexplicably, and the ministers didn't know what to do, so they could only laugh together.

Lin Tian stood with his hands in his hands, changed into a white coat, stood on the top of the mountain, the wind blew, the white robe fluttered in the air, and the image of a handsome son.

He was pondering, and his left eyelid was beating inexplicably, I don't know why? Lin Tian covered his left eye, and the beating was even more obvious.

As the saying goes: the left eye jumps blessed, and the right eye jumps disaster. Today, the left eye was beating, whether it was a blessing or a curse was unknown, and Lin Tian had a faint feeling in his heart that something important would happen in the near future.