Bang la ......

Just when the ghost spirit and Qingji were very suspicious. The coolness in Qingji's body, originally because he lacked the last trace of strength, was about to sleep and lie dormant for the time being.

But when Qingji discovered its existence with the power of his soul, this cool feeling seemed to be sensed as well. Suddenly, like divine help, he broke through in the enveloping cover of the raging fire.

On Qingji's body, the light blue pure source qi flowed like water waves.

"Meng Abyss Realm? You kid, you've really stepped into the Abyss Realm! It's unreasonable! It's unreasonable! ”

Feeling the changes that followed Qingji's body, the wrath couldn't help but scream.

"Meng Abyss Realm? No way! This kid...... I just stepped into the Five Heavens of Tianyang. Even because of the scorching sun and flames, his fire perception directly reached the peak of the Great Perfection.

But after all, he hasn't had time to comprehend the origin of water, and he lacks the opportunity to break through the realm that can only be obtained by diligent cultivation and years of accumulation.

But why did he suddenly break through again and set foot in the realm of the abyss? Is all this true? That's ridiculous, isn't it? ”

In front of the door of the Qing clan, it was still a scene of chaos. At this moment, as the void shook, bursts of moistness and coolness spread around the beast-skin boy. The geniuses of all veins were immediately silent, and countless eyes looked at Qingji in a daze.

I saw that on the body of the beast skin boy, the light blue waves appeared and disappeared from time to time, and they were still surging and growing.

"Meng Abyss Realm? Why is this happening? This son attracted the handwriting of the first ancestor, and the creation he obtained was not just the scorching sun and divine flames? ”

"Or maybe after his Tianyang Great Perfection, because of luck. The inspiration suddenly appeared, and he broke through the border by mistake and broke through the realm very unexpectedly? If that's the case, this kid aside, talent aside, this luck alone is too unbelievable, right? ”

In the main hall, a group of elders and deacons gathered in front of the light curtain of the clairvoyant mirror, and everyone was dumbfounded.

After a long time, the thin scholar Qing Zhenquan was the first to come back to his senses and speculated in great amazement.

"Hahaha. Elder Zhenquan doesn't need to be too surprised, genius is genius. When this son first returned to the clan, he was able to trigger the handwriting of the ancestor who had been silent for 200 years. This kind of posture endowment is far inferior to that of us as elders.

Especially since he could still rely on his own strength, he could refine the Scorching Sun Divine Flame so lightly. Think about it back then, with the help of the old guys in several veins, Qing Hengtian's evil beast was almost alive several times before he was lucky enough to succeed in refining.

In comparison, Qingji is a really good boy. His comprehension is high, his potential is strong, and even his luck is obviously far better than that evil beast of Qing Hengtian. Elder Li Ou, Elder Xi Jin, I don't know what you two think? ”

Chixiao Vein Qing Xuefeng said with a smile, and looked at the old man and the middle-aged fat man with extremely provocative eyes.

The old man Qing Hansha was speechless for a while, and he was so angry that he turned his head directly. Qing Xijin's face was cloudy. He stretched out his palm and tapped it lightly on the armrest of the seat. seems to be leisurely, but in fact, he is trying his best to stabilize the anger and unwillingness in his heart.

On weekdays, no matter how deep the city is, you can be moody and invisible. But now seeing that this fate has been judged by them, a humble boy who can be kneaded casually. Suddenly, Salty Fish rolled over again, completely out of control.

Although Qing Xijin was not shocked, he was almost about to squirt out a mouthful of old blood.

Let him calculate everything, he only feels that this young man is facing Shang Qingyu and Qing Invincible and others today. Even if you don't lose your life, you will definitely not be able to run away if you are beaten to the point that your realm falls and your cultivation is half-wasted.

But who would have thought. As soon as this young man came to the door of the clan, he didn't wait for Qing Yu and the others to show up. He was the first to trigger the ancestor's handwriting on the plaque in the courtyard.

This is a ridiculous thing that no one can calculate. This is even more unlikely than a sudden drop from a high altitude and a book of Heavenly Martial Arts that slams into the heads of passers-by.

You must know that the handwriting of the ancestor of the Qing family was last triggered by people two hundred years ago.

At that time, he was a young master of the ancient kingdom who was ranked at the peak of the Void Continent's power. His martial arts cultivation is amazing and brilliant, and he is the best of his generation. It is known as one of the three great geniuses of the Void Continent since ancient times. Even Wang Yuhan of the Wang family will be overshadowed in front of him.

Such a character can be recognized by the residual divine will in the handwriting of the ancestor of the Qing clan in front of the Qing family's door and obtain enlightenment. That's understandable, and no one is too surprised.

And the current beast skin boy, the cultivation of the Tianyang Realm, how is it different from the ants? The air of a poor country is even more palpable. He can actually be compared to the young master of the Heavenly Ancient Kingdom, who is now said to be a half-saint?

"Humph! What about the Abyss Realm? With the invincible combat power of Qing Yu and Qing, it is still more than enough to clean up this son.

It's just that he can induce the handwriting of the First Ancestor, which contains great significance. If we go according to the previous plan, I don't know if we will cause trouble......"

"Hey, no matter. With the three ancestors and his old man, even if there is a big turmoil, he must be able to deal with it. ”

Qing Xijin's heart flashed, but the gaze that looked at the light curtain of the Holy Mirror became colder and colder.

At this moment, in the depths of the mountains that seem to be like a rainbow. In the Taishang Courtyard of the Qing clan, a sound of ridicule sounded faintly.

"I said, third child, this time you disregard your identity and want to help the two veins of Chiyin and Red Spirit suppress this little boy. But unexpectedly, before this son entered the clan, he first obtained the creation left by the ancestor. Does this mean that people are not as good as heaven, hahahaha......"

"Hehe, seventh brother, don't laugh too early. The Ancestor has not been seen for thousands of years, and the little bit of holy will that remains in his handwriting is only afraid that it has long since ceased to be the original mysterious channel.

Or maybe it was because the holy will was about to dissipate, and there were a few thin bloodlines in that kid's body that could be extinguished at any time, so he gave him some creation.

But so what? It's still just a weak ant in the abyss realm. His Yanhuang bloodline is extremely thin, how can he be qualified to be compared with Tianjiao in Qing Hengtian's lineage?

Moreover, the cultivation foundation of the children who came out of the separated family was too superficial, and it was no longer the right path of martial arts to make such a rapid breakthrough in a short period of time. Next, we should let him have some setbacks and sharpen, otherwise let him be proud, and the future will definitely not be good.

Therefore, in my opinion, it is better to let the little guys of the red yin and red spirit veins polish it well. ”

The voice of the three ancestors is still full of the undoubted momentum and determination of the high-ranking big man.

It's just that with the spread of the sound waves, the entire Taishang Courtyard seems to be rumbling and shaking. Even in the depths of the endless void above the mountain range, there were faintly tens of thousands of thunderbolts flickering and dying.

But at this moment, another voice sounded leisurely.

(End of chapter)