The competition in the Spiritual Academy Mansion has been over for a month, but the heat of this competition has not dissipated.

It's really too exciting this competition!

The people in the Lingyuan Mansion all remembered the name of a teenager, and that was Yi Feng!

Many people were talking about Yi Feng's true identity, and so many big people were eyeing him, which made Yi Feng a little mysterious.

The people from the Lingyuan Mansion tried to knock on Lan Mengyu on the side, but they were all closed.

But no one dares to have any opinion on Lan Mengyao, she is now in the Lingyuan Mansion, but she is a noble status, and she is the next Lingyuan Mansion Master!

If you want to say that anyone is very jealous of Yi Feng, it is Wu Ke, the bet with Yi Feng made him lose all his net worth!

Although Yi Feng fled in embarrassment, and now his life and death are uncertain, but he has lost all this bet!

Lan Mengyu personally came to the door to ask for it, how could he dare not give it!

In a certain room, Lan Mengxuan sat cross-legged, holding the seal in front of him with both hands, with a solemn expression!

Although he was cultivating, he couldn't calm down, and after a light sigh, he relaxed.

It's just that the sadness on his face is becoming more and more obvious.

"I don't know what happened to the little brother!"

When he learned from the mansion lord Shangguan Yue that Yi Feng's life was not in danger, Lan Mengyu breathed a sigh of relief!

She knew that Yi Feng was in Los Angeles and wanted to look for it, but she was stopped by the mansion master.

At first, Lan Mengzhen had to go to Los Angeles, and Shangguan Yue's words made Lan Mengzhen calm down.

"If you want to protect the important people, you have to become stronger!"

In this Lingyuan Mansion competition, Shangguan Yue was quite a headache.

It has not been a few years since the next battle on the mainland, and I thought that by taking the opportunity of this competition, the Lingyuan Mansion could find some good students from the three major Lingyuan to cultivate.

However, contrary to his expectations, it seemed that few of these students of the three major spiritual academies were willing to go to the spiritual academy mansion.

The students of Dongxuan Academy maintained a high degree of unanimity, and none of them chose the Lingyuan Mansion.

Nanling Academy was also unexpected, no one chose to stay in the Lingyuan Mansion.

Only Wang Mingyi of the Northern Qing Academy chose to stay in the Lingyuan Mansion.

Three days later, Yi Feng's injury had healed by seven or eight points, and his condition was adjusted to the best, ready to set off at any time.

Yi Feng was a little surprised to find that his body had been recovering from his injuries faster and faster recently.

He had to wonder if the ancestral wood inscription was still on his body.

At noon, the city lord of the Great Han City came to Yi Feng's room in a hurry, only to see that he looked serious.

"Yi Feng, are you ready?" said the Great Han City Lord straight to the point.

Yi Feng was a little stunned, according to his assumption, the Great Han City Lord should have lectured him and dissuaded him from going to the Cangling Continent.

However, today, the city lord of the Great Han didn't say a word, and even wanted to send Yi Feng away quickly.

Could it be that something is wrong?

The Great Han City Lord said in a deep voice: "You have to remember everything I said next, I don't have time to repeat it a second time!"

Yi Feng nodded heavily.

"The safest way to go to the Cangling Continent is the Inscription Master's Super Teleportation Array, I can't do this, I can only tear the space and send you there! The torn space is extremely unstable, you must be careful of being swept into the spatial turbulence! Otherwise, no one will be able to save you!"

Spatial turbulence Yi Feng is still very familiar, and he has a deep understanding of the horror of spatial turbulence, he came to the Ethereal Realm from the spatial turbulence.

"After returning to the Cangling Continent, wait for my master to find you, don't go back to the Ethereal Realm through the domain gate, remember!"

As he spoke, the Great Han City Lord grabbed Yi Feng's shoulder, and he took one step and disappeared in place.

When they reappeared, it was already on a mountain peak near Los Angeles.

Yi Feng was a little envious of this kind of spatial displacement, in the Ethereal Realm, only if the strength reached the Venerable Realm could it be done.

The lord of the Great Han City looked at the eastern sky, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Boy, do you remember what I said to you?"

"Remember!"

In the next moment, the momentum of the Great Han City Lord Tianzun Realm exploded, and Yi Feng could feel that the nearby space trembled a little.

The Great Han City Lord suddenly threw a punch at a spatial node, and the space in front of them was cracked like a mirror.

Tiny black cracks spread out, and finally a space in front of them shattered like a mirror.

At this time, another terrifying coercion came, and the city lord of the Great Han changed his face, and he couldn't care about the stability of the space, and directly threw Yi Feng into the broken space.

"The kid must live!"

"How easy is it to go!"

An angry voice was suppressed from the air, and in the next moment, a large aura hand grabbed towards the crack in the unclosed space.

The large city lord's spiritual power completely exploded, and he greeted the big handprint.

"City Lord of Los Angeles, this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to save that kid!" Feng Yu suddenly appeared in front of the City Lord of Dahan and blocked him.

The Great Han City Lord is not good in the dark, with the strength of this big mudra master, he is completely able to catch Yi Feng out before the space is closed.

"If you dare to touch Yi Feng today, my master will definitely not let you go when he returns!"

A cold snort came from the sky again: "Then it also depends on whether the soul falls and the rain comes back!"

The spiritual power handprint was getting closer and closer to the spatial crack, and Yi Feng inside also felt a huge sense of oppression, and he was powerless to resist at this time.

And Feng Yu completely entangled the Great Han City Lord, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Just as the Great Handprint was about to grasp the spatial crack, another Great Handprint of Soul Power suddenly appeared, blocking it.

"Who dares to meddle?"

"Your Wind Spirit Clan is a little excessive, knowing that this kid is a member of my Heavenly Soul Clan, you still dare to take it personally, really don't take the Heavenly Soul Clan in your eyes?" An old voice came.

Yi Feng in the spatial crack found that an old man led a little boy to appear in front of the spatial crack, and the old man smiled at Yi Feng in the crack.

The little boy beside him also cast a curious glance at Yi Feng.

Yi Feng's gaze became vigilant, and when he saw these two people, he actually had an inexplicable sense of great crisis.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will be able to stop you from leaving!"

"Grandpa, it seems to be fun there!"

The little boy blinked wide, curious about the spatial rift.

A cold snort came from the sky, but he didn't dare to strike again.

The spatial crack was constantly decreasing, and the old man didn't make any moves, which made Yi Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

"The Heavenly Soul Clan is no longer the Heavenly Soul Clan of the past, you can't stop looking for it!" the old man's voice exploded in Yi Feng's head.

"Grandpa, I'm going to play with my big brother too!"

Just a moment before the spatial crack healed, the little boy beside the old man actually got into the spatial crack, and the speed was so fast that the old man did not react in the slightest.

Eventually, the spatial rift here disappeared completely.

The old man smiled bitterly, and then shook his head: "That's it, just follow along." ”

"Fengyu, let's go!"

Yi Feng had already left the Ethereal Realm, and Feng Yu gave up pestering the Great Han City Lord, and then left.

The city lord of Dahan breathed a sigh of relief and saluted the old man: "Thank you seniors for your help!"

The old man sighed faintly: "Falling rain boy, after so many years, he still can't let go, if he doesn't have this obsession in his heart, how can his cultivation stagnate!"

Watching a slow step, he blended into the space and disappeared.