"Where did you come from, the difference between the cheap and the noble, born like this, at the beginning of the human race, the seventeen ancestors, which one was not carefully fabricated by the gods? And these untouchables are just mud ideas, how can they be compared to us?! ”

Seeing Ye Qing dragging his own earth dragon rope in his hand, he carefully put the child on the ground, and the noble man who fell to the end said with a disdainful face.

"It seems that I left in a hurry, and there are still too many things that have not been taught to you, so that the human race nature grows wantonly, but it deviates from my original intention, so let's do it, tomorrow I will open an altar on the top of the mountain to preach and educate all sentient beings!"

After that, Ye Qing walked in the air under his feet, as if he was a holy immortal, and walked towards the peak where the human race was born.

And the noble man's earth dragon rope was actually rubbed into a leather band by Ye Qing, holding his already long black hair.

The fairy aura is ethereal, comfortable and pleasant, and it is natural and extraordinary.

"Who let you go? Give me back the dragon rope! ”

Within the mountainside of the human race, there are many capable people, and there are still many cultivators who walk in the air like this, but no matter how outstanding their abilities are, these people don't dare to be so casual in front of the Feng family.

The Feng family, among the seventeen ancestors, the descendants of Fenghua, a popular true scripture has been handed down for hundreds of years, and it is very mysterious, although it is far inferior to the Yellow Emperor's internal scripture of the Sui family, but it is also one of the top exercises of the human race.

And after hundreds of years of evolution, there are so many masters of the Feng family, among the seventeen families on the mountainside, it can definitely be regarded as an outstanding level.

Now that the Feng family has been robbed, if it is counted like this, how can the Feng family still have the face to control the hundreds of thousands of civilians under its jurisdiction, as well as the cold eyes of the other sixteen families?

Therefore, the descendants of the Feng family who lost the dragon rope actually pulled out the stone knife behind him, turned into a wisp of gale wind, and slashed towards Ye Qing who was drifting away!

"Hoo ......"

The strong wind was wanton, and the weeds in the mountain stream were actually blown down to both sides by the man's full force, becoming a passage to Ye Qing's back.

But at the end of that path, Ye Qing stood proudly, his chic posture in this strong wind, he didn't even flutter a strand of hair, as if every strand of hair contained a bead of wind, it was really stable and tight.

"It's a little interesting, the descendants of Fenghua? When the Yellow Emperor's internal scriptures were handed down, Fenghua's kid just took advantage of the circulation to casually glance twice, and created this kind of exercise, which is really a natural charm, and the powerful person has a fate......".

Hundreds of years are fleeting, after the retreat, although the human race is getting stronger and stronger, but the deceased has passed away, how many people can remember themselves?

In fact, if it weren't for Ye Qing's sudden sense of change in heaven and earth during the retreat, I'm afraid it would take another hundred years to find that slightest chance of breakthrough.

But just when the chaotic qi that suppressed the luck of the human race contracted in an instant with the breakthrough of the Nine Turns Yuan Gong, and weakened for a moment, the demonic qi on the desolate continent actually took this opportunity to invade this group of mountains in one fell swoop, turning into the demon beast barbarian bull just now.

But because of the qi of heaven and earth, I didn't expect that the people of the Feng family, by mistake, actually threw the reincarnation of Fenghua into the mouth of the wild cow.

In this way, it seems that the luck of the Feng family is still the same, and it is really the protection of heaven and earth, giving this little child called Huang a chance to regain control of the Feng family.

"Your name is Waste? Are you willing to behead the stubborn descendants behind you and regain control of the Feng family? ”

"Hmm."

Heaven is sincere, blessed to the soul, I didn't expect to be a little desolate at this time, but I gently agreed.