The white eagle flew rapidly and came to the sky of Emperor Wu City, the two of them looked down, and saw the scenery of Emperor Wu City again, and a warm current surged in their hearts, leaving Emperor Wu City for so long, they finally came back again.

Far away, no matter how powerful the force is, everyone can't forget the hometown where they once lived, at this moment, the two looked at each other, overflowing with a sense of happiness and intimacy.

The wanderer always has to go home, the hometown is beautiful, the hometown water, and the relatives in the hometown have been looking forward to the wanderer who has traveled far away to return soon.

Feng Ling and the others were a little sad at this moment, if it weren't for the pursuit of martial arts, who would want to leave their relatives and go to another country to practice?

Feng Yanran can't do without his parents, Feng Ling is already like this, and as the young master of the Feng Clan, Feng Ling's responsibility is to help his father revitalize the family, and his greatest hope is to make the Feng Clan a first-class family in the mainland.

"Xiao Lingzi, look, isn't that the martial arts arena of Martial Emperor City?" Feng Yanran pointed to the martial arts arena of Martial Emperor City, and saw that the martial arts arena became a circle, but it seemed a little unusual.

"Uh...... I have long felt that the martial arts arena in Martial Emperor City is a little unusual, but I have never had the time and ability to see what is so special. Feng Ling looked down from the sky, and he couldn't see the whole of the martial arts arena, and he vaguely felt that there was a powerful formation hidden in it, and it must have existed for countless years, but even if those facilities felt old and old, they were still very easy to use.

On the way to the Wind Clan with the two of them, Feng Ling practiced from time to time, and on the way, Feng Yanran directly gave Feng Ling all of his Hui Qi Dan Qiang Competition, allowing him to quickly treat his injuries and improve his state to the peak state, so in the process of hurrying, the injuries left by Feng Ling when he subdued the volcanic fire had healed, and he kept cultivating.

Before Feng Ling subdued the volcanic fire, he cultivated the flame hunting technique, but he had not yet reached the realm of great success, and in the process of subduing the volcanic fire, Feng Ling finally overdrafted, and it can be said that he exceeded his limit, and then fell into a coma.

After Feng Ling woke up and his injuries healed, he found that his cultivation had improved a lot, and he had already reached the realm of the Eight Heavens of the Warrior Realm.

This is entirely due to the benefits of overdrawing through one's own limits and absorbing an excess of fire attribute aura.

"Xiao Lingzi has finally recovered, and his condition has returned to his best, huh!

From the aura fluctuations faintly emanating from Feng Ling's body, Feng Yanran felt that the former's cultivation had increased a lot, and asked in some surprise.

"Well, good luck!"

After listening to Feng Ling's affirmative answer, Feng Yanran's heart trembled, demonic!

With such a cultivation speed, Feng Yanran was no longer surprised, the young man in front of her, beside her, would always create surprises that surprised her, and in a short period of time, her cultivation had fully improved to a realm, which made Feng Yanran, who was still less than the middle of the Sixth Heaven of the Warrior Realm, a little ashamed and inferior.

"Hehe, if Sister Yanran can absorb the fire attribute aura, I think she can do it!"

Feng Ling saw that Feng Yanran had an expression of inferiority, and immediately comforted.

"Hehe, my sister is not as fast as you, this time when I go back, the patriarch will definitely be happy!"

The two talked on the white eagle for a while, time slowly slipped away, and suddenly the white eagle let out a long whistle and stopped in mid-air, when Feng Ling and the two looked down, they found that they had come to the sky above the wind clan.

"Who dares to break into my Wind Clan again, don't you think our Wind Clan is easy to bully?"

The white eagle let out a long roar, which had already alarmed the people of the Wind Clan, and then a man and a woman rose into the air, each riding a demon beast mount, and instantly came to the opposite side of the white eagle.

When the two Wind Clan powerhouses came to the sky, they were stunned in place, looking at the two people on the back of the white eagle, and the two Feng Ling also looked at each other.

A man and a woman, the man is about forty years old, burly, with sharp eyes, an axe in his hand, and his body exudes a strong aura that only a strong person in the martial spirit realm can have.

The appearance of the woman in her thirties, a red long skirt wrapping her slender body, beautiful and dignified, with outstanding temperament, and captivating the country and the city.

The two powerhouses of the Wind Clan faced the two teenagers on the white eagle, the two were stunned, and a faint smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and there was not much change.

And the woman is different, at this time she looked blankly at the two people on the white carving opposite, especially the young man in white, her eyes were moist, and her face was tender like water.

"Madam, who dares to bully my Feng Clan again, let's fight with them!"

"Yes, if you fight, even if you die, you have to make them pay a painful price, let them know that my Wind Clan is not easy to bully. ”

"Third Elder, madam, don't let them escape, the patriarch may have something to do with them, grab and ask. ”

In the courtyard of the Wind Clan, some people rushed out, holding long swords, but they were actually raging and angry.

However, among these people, many of them were injured differently, and looking at the huge white eagle in the sky, their bodies trembled a little, to be able to have such a large demon beast mount, the other party's cultivation must be very strong.

In their opinion, the three elders were not opponents at all, although they were two people in the air at the same time, but they knew that the lady did not seem to be a martial artist, even if she was a very low cultivator, but now she was the temporary controller of the Wind Clan, and she had to face the foreign invaders.

The woman then looked at the Wind Clan's courtyard, a faint smile appeared on her face, and these clansmen were very satisfied.

"Look, it's done!"

"Madame, be careful!"

"Madame......"

Suddenly, a young man in white on the white eagle rose into the air and fell towards his wife's mount, and the people on the ground were anxious.

Although he is a teenager, judging from his body and speed, his cultivation should not be low, and for the wife who has almost no cultivation or is directly not a martial artist, he is simply a great enemy.

At this moment, the people on the ground seemed to see the picture of Madame's tragic death, the young man in white attacked Madame, Madame was sure to die, with the speed of the young man, the three elders on the side had no time to rescue.

In the Wind Clan for so many years, they have never seen Madame fighting, let alone sensing the slightest aura from Madame, thinking that Madame is either not a martial artist, or her cultivation is very low, at most it is just a martial arts realm.

And with the speed and body of the young man in white, I feel that the cultivation of the young man in white should have reached the realm of a warrior, and the lady is afraid that there will be more than one luck.

Now this lady, although her combat effectiveness is not good, but she is now the backbone of the Wind Clan, without her, some major affairs of the Wind Clan cannot be dealt with at all, and the Wind Clan will also be a plate of scattered sand.

"Mother, I'm back!"

Feng Ling landed on the woman in the red dress, came to the woman in the red dress, and took the latter's hands, her eyes a little moist.

"Mother?"

"Could it be that the young master of Fengling is back?"

"Yes, he must be back, now it's okay, he is practicing in the Heavenly Dao Academy, and he will definitely improve his cultivation!"

......

In the courtyard of the Wind Clan, there was a burst of cheers, calling Mrs. Niang, not Feng Ling, who else, Mrs. only has one heir.

The lady in everyone's mouth is Feng Ling's mother Yuxi, the wife of Feng Xiaotian.

Seeing the crowd in the courtyard, the four people in the sky, escorted by their mounts, landed on the ground.

"Ling'er, my mother misses you so much!"

Yuxi took a step forward and hugged Feng Ling in her arms, although Feng Ling had not been away from the Wind Clan for a long time, almost a year, but Yu Xi felt as if she had been separated from her son for decades.

Seeing Feng Ling again, Yu Xi couldn't control her emotions anymore, and the lady, who had always been quiet and calm in the eyes of the clansmen, held Feng Ling in her arms at this moment, and there was a low cry.

And Feng Ling's eyes are also moist, he has experienced many hardships since he was a child, and since he returned to the clan, his mother has always doted on him, and he sees himself as more important than everything.

Feng Ling was born with a lot of trouble, and when he was born, the nine-colored light entered his body, attracting foreign powerhouses, and finally threw himself off the terrifying magic cliff.

Fortunately, he was rescued by the Fengling White Crane Fairy who threw him off the magic cliff, but after the age of six, there was a burst of light overflowing in his body every year, which made him miserable and died for life.

At the age of ten, the Crane Fairy had something to leave, and felt that it was time for Feng Ling to return to the clan, so he sent him to the Wind Clan, and then disappeared. However, when Feng Ling came back, he was disliked by the clansmen, and then he was embarrassed everywhere and verbally abused.

When he was thirteen years old, the nine-colored light broke out for the eighth time and almost died in Huangquan, but fortunately, the master rescued him and temporarily controlled the outbreak of the nine-colored light, and only then did he pick up a life.

Temporarily solved the problem of nine-colored light, and the ensuing thing that did happen to the position of the young master of the clan would occur, in order to compete for the position of the young master, Feng Chen and Feng Hao, many times secretly mutilated Feng Ling, the purpose was to make Feng Ling unable to get the position of the young master, for this reason, Feng Ling was almost assassinated several times.

And the mastermind behind these is the Great Elder, the Great Elder has been thinking about the position of the patriarch for a long time, and his son also wants to be the young master of the Wind Clan.

In this process, although Feng Xiaotian's cultivation is the highest in the clan, compared to the high-level forces, the power of the Great Elder is no less than him, but even so, Feng Xiaotian has always loved Feng Ling and hopes that Feng Ling will become the young master.

Yuxi, as Feng Ling's mother, although in the eyes of others, Feng Ling's cultivation was very low at that time, and he was almost unable to cultivate, and he was a waste in the eyes of others, but he never gave up Feng Ling, but loved and encouraged him even more.

Feng Ling was proud to have such parents, felt very happy, and finally worked hard to cultivate, overwhelming the younger generation of the clan, and was recognized by the Wind Emperor Sword and became the young master of the Wind Clan.

At this moment, in his mother's arms, Feng Ling felt very happy, the blood was thicker than water, and the two were separated for a long time.

"Mother, what about my father, why haven't I seen him?" Feng Ling felt that something was wrong, and he never saw his father.

"Ling'er, your father, he ...... He's gone!" Yuxi choked up and pulled Feng Ling's hands, her body trembled, and she was grief-stricken.