In the Xuanhuang Continent, people would divide spiritual cultivators into different levels according to their cultivation level.

The higher the cultivation, the higher the status in the Xuanhuang Continent.

And the lowest, and most ordinary, spiritual cultivator is the spiritual one who has the foundation of cultivation.

Above the spirits, there are spirit masters, spirit masters, spirit fights, spirit madness, spirit sects, spirit monarchs, spirit emperors, spirit gods, spirit saints, and spirit ancestors.

Starting from the spirit master, each level is divided into three realms, junior high and high, and only those who break through the advanced realm of the previous level can enter the next level.

Among them, Emperor Ling, as a watershed for ordinary people, has one more realm, two realms and three realms after the three realms of junior high school and high school.

The Spiritual Saint further up is the watershed between ordinary people and Venerable Beings, and there is one more purgatory realm after the triple realm.

The Spirit Ancestor started from the first level of purgatory to the third level of purgatory, and finally entered the realm of no man.

The no-man's land is the realm that all spiritual cultivators yearn for.

It is rumored that as long as you reach the realm of no one, then you are the strongest and strongest person on this road, and you can even not grow old or die.

Therefore, every situation after the Spirit Emperor is extremely difficult to break through, and some people can only barely reach the Spirit Emperor level after spending their entire lives.

And some people, with God's blessings, are born with the world-shattering spiritual triple.

There is only one in billions of people who is such an amazing genius.

And Yan Qianyi is such an amazing genius.

The spirit god triple and innate full lineage allowed him to stand at the pinnacle of this continent at the age of ten.

But the good times did not last long, and when he was eleven years old, news spread from the banquet family that he was infected with a stubborn disease and died.

With the fall of a generation of geniuses, the Yan family also faded out of the rivers and lakes, returned to the villa, and never came out of the mountain for nearly 20 years.

Right now, the appearance of Yan Qianyi made Feng Qiuyang's eyebrows beat wildly.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, "Dare to ask why Young Master Yan wants to meddle in my Feng family's family affairs?" ”

"Because she's my person."

There is an indescribable pride in the fluttering words.

Feng Qiuyang didn't dare to refute, although he didn't feel the aura on Yan Qianyi's body, and he couldn't tell what level he was at now, but the powerful momentum exuded by his body was enough to make people fearful.

Yan Qianyi stepped on the treetops on his toes as he spoke, and jumped down, his white-clothed brocade robe flying in the air, and his fairy aura was overwhelming.

He landed beside Feng Wuxin, raised his hand and waved the fan gently, only to see that the red flame in Feng Wuxin's hand disappeared instantly, and the strange red pupils began to gradually return to their original color.

Feng Qiuyang realized that Feng Wuxin had been controlled by him for some time.

Feng Qiuyang's eyes tightened slightly, and he wondered in his heart, how did a waste like Feng Wuxin get on the line with Yan Qianyi, he didn't know at all.

"I don't think Feng Xiang likes Miss Feng very much, so it's better for me to make my own decision and break off the father-daughter relationship with you for her today."

Yan Qianyi looked at Feng Qiuyang, a pair of purple eyes were unfathomable.

"What do you mean by Yan Gongzi? Although I don't pay much attention to my heart, but she is my Feng Qiuyang's daughter after all, how can the relationship between me and her be decided by you, an outsider? ”

What's more, Feng Wuxin ruined Ze'er's dantian, and he must put her to death with his own hands to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Yan Qianyi smiled and said nothing, his eyes fell on Feng Qingze, who was fainting on the ground, and the threat in his eyes went without saying.

Feng Qiuyang noticed his eyes, and his lips trembled.

His Ze'er is already a wasted person, what else does Yan Qianyi want to do?

"What do you want to do?"