In the vast starry sky, the Tianlin was flying at full speed, constantly opening space jumps and moving towards the White Dragon Realm.

The field of vision was closer, and I saw Long Cang sitting cross-legged on the top of the Tianlin, with runes circulating in front of him, outlining a humanoid image.

If Long Xiaoyu was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this humanoid image was the current patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, that is, her grandfather.

"What do you say? The Martial God Temple poured out of the nest and intercepted you outside the Divine Domain? ”

"Yes, even Wu Huang personally took action and wanted to kill Xiaoyu."

"Wu Huang? No way, I've been paying attention to his breath and never moving. ”

The illusory figure frowned slightly, and vetoed.

In order to prevent the Martial God Temple from tearing its face and bullying the small with the big, the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan has actually been secretly watching, if Wu Huang makes any moves, it is impossible for him not to know.

Hearing this, Long Cang smiled bitterly: "The patriarch doesn't know, they used special methods to perfectly imitate the breath of the martial phoenix, don't believe it, you see ......"

As he spoke, a picture condensed in Long Cang's palm, which was the scene of the Martial God Temple's army pressing the realm before.

"This ......"

The illusory figure hurriedly said, "Where are you, I'll rush over at once."

"No need, Patriarch."

Long Cang shook his head and said, "There is already a senior who has saved us."

The illusory figure was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said, "Is it the demon god of the demon race?"

Looking at this void, the only one who could save Long Cang and the others from Wu Huang's hands was the Demon God of the Demon Clan.

But...... The demons have always been neutral and never meddle in the affairs between the two, and if Long Xiaoyu dies, it will also be a good thing for the demons, no matter how you look at it, the demon god will not help.

Unless, the demon clan deliberately wants to befriend Long Xiaoyu, the future true god.

"No, it's a friend of Xiaoyu."

“？？？”

"Xiaoyu's friend?"

The illusory figure thought he had misheard: "What friend?"

Since he left the White Dragon Clan to cultivate with Long Xiaoyu at the beginning, and he was always watching the Martial God Temple, he didn't know about Qin Jue.

Of course, even if you know, I'm afraid it's hard to associate it together.

So Long Cang had to explain the process in detail, including Qin Jue's easy passage of the ninefold test, ascending to the Fengshen Platform, killing the demigod realm powerhouse in seconds, and almost killing Wu Huang.

"Are you sure?"

The illusory figure opened its mouth unbelievably wide, which should have been the first time in nearly 10,000 years that he had been so surprised.

As one of the peerless geniuses who ascended to the Divine Stage, the illusory figure knew very well how weird the Divine Domain was, and even now he didn't dare to mess around in it.

Qin Jue can actually fly on the stone steps of Tongtian?

"You can't go wrong!"

Long Cang asserted: "The Martial God Temple has fallen a demigod realm powerhouse, and the Martial Phoenix has also been seriously injured and forced to flee, these can be known with a little investigation."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Long Cang would never have believed it, he was already desperate, and he was even ready to blow himself up.

As a result, he didn't expect Qin Jue to turn the tide and save them with his own strength.

After listening to Long Cang's description, the illusory figure fell silent, killing the demigod realm powerhouse in seconds and severely damaging the martial phoenix?

Am I crazy? Or is Long Cang crazy?

"According to what you said, this person's cultivation is probably no longer within the scope of the True God Realm."

The illusory figure said in a deep voice.

"So, I suspect he might be out of bounds."

The two looked at each other with extremely solemn expressions.

“……”

……

After a few days, the Tianlin finally arrived at the White Dragon Realm.

The patriarch of the White Dragon Clan was already waiting outside, and after seeing Qin Jue, he hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Thank you seniors for coming to the rescue."

The patriarch of the White Dragon Clan said this very sincerely, without the slightest hesitation.

After all, if it weren't for Qin Jue, the younger generation of the White Dragon Clan would have almost been wiped out, not to mention his son and granddaughter among them.

In addition, Qin Jue was able to climb the Fengshen Platform and repel the super powerhouse of the Martial God Temple alone, how could the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan not be courteous?

"No, you don't."

Qin Jue waved his hand and said indifferently: "I'm just fighting back."

“……”

Subsequently, at the invitation of the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan, Qin Jue participated in the banquet to celebrate Long Xiaoyu's successful ascension to the Fengshen Stage.

Originally, Qin Jue didn't want to participate, but after learning that there was a 10,000-year-old spirit wine, he immediately nodded and agreed without hesitation.

And the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan is worthy of being an old monster who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and when he noticed this, he immediately ordered someone to fetch hundreds of pots of Ten Thousand Spirit Wine and hand them to Qin Jue.

In this regard, Qin Jue was naturally disrespectful, and he was never polite when it came to spirit wine.

In addition, Qin Jue had to sigh, he could take out the 10,000-year-old spirit wine casually, which showed how deep the White Dragon Clan's heritage was.

Because it was to celebrate Long Xiaoyu's ascension to the Fengshen Platform, almost all the high-level leaders of the White Dragon Clan were present, but this time, no one dared to despise Qin Jue, or speak disrespectfully.

For this, Qin Jue was not surprised, no matter where he was, only a strong enough strength could be respected, if he was just a martial artist at the level of the Taixu Realm, I am afraid that the patriarch of the White Dragon Clan would not look at him.

The banquet lasted until late at night, and in the end, Qin Jue was so drunk that he returned to sleep in the courtyard in a daze.

The next day, the morning light rises and lights up the sky like a torch.

Qin Jue woke up quietly, it was noon, and he was just about to get up, but he found a hot feeling in his chest.

"What's going on?"

Qin Jue looked down and found that it was Yunxi who had been sleeping before.

At this time, Yunxi was shrouded in dazzling light, like a flame, extremely hot.

"Are you going to wake up?"

Qin Jue was thoughtful.

Counting it, more than ten days have passed, and it is indeed almost time to wake up.

I don't know what will become of the clouds and tides that have reshaped their physique.

Call!

At this moment, a violent suction force suddenly erupted in Yun Xi's body, frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, forming a vortex of energy visible to the naked eye.

Qin Jue hurriedly put Yunxi in the courtyard, which was the place where the aura was the strongest.

Half an hour later, Yun Xi finally stopped absorbing the aura, and the divine light also dissipated, and his cultivation was completely stabilized in the Supreme Realm.

After another half an hour, Yunxi slowly opened his eyes, and the strange thing was that the colors of the two pupils were actually different, one was blue and the other was golden.

Not only that, whether it is the meridians, flesh and blood, bones, or appearance, Yunxi has undergone earth-shaking changes, and no flaws can be found, as if they have completely changed people.

The only thing that hasn't changed is the dull hair on his head.

"How so?"

Qin Jue was puzzled.

"Master, I'm hungry!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, Yunxi rushed towards Qin Jue happily.

Bang!

Like a dark iron, Yun Xi slammed into Qin Jue's arms, if he was an ordinary Supreme Realm martial artist, he was afraid that he would break more than a dozen ribs on the spot.

However, Qin Jue did not laugh angrily, although his appearance and physique have all changed greatly, but at least it proves that it is still Yunxi.

"Master, I'm hungry."

Yunxi tilted his head, full of hope.

Qin Jue: "......"

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