Ye Qingyun was a little curious, why these people highly recommended people from their own sect to participate in the Star Domain Hunting Conference.

He believed that if there was no benefit, how could Feng Lengling and these people recommend his family so desperately?

Later, I learned from the mouth of the two elders of Yin and Yang.

It turns out that the final leader of the hunting tournament will win a lot of resources for the star field where he is located.

These resources will be divided according to the division of forces in the team.

For example, now the people of the Phoenix clan participate in the Star Field Hunting Conference and occupy two people.

If the final winning team is the Divine Star Field, then the Phoenix team will receive two-fifths of the resources.

It's no wonder that the big disciples of the Heavenly Demon Palace, Tianyang and Feng Lengling, would recommend their own people so desperately.

"In that case, I'll call the mad sword up. Ye Qingyun secretly thought, presumably at this moment, the cultivation of the mad sword has reached the realm of the martial gods, and the cultivation of the mad sword is the eight-vein sword technique, although this eight-vein sword technique is not the supreme sword technique, but it is also the sword technique second only to the five-vein sword technique.

He asked the two elders of Yin and Yang to inform the Crazy Sword.

Soon, the next day.

An emaciated young man with a silver sword on his back followed beside the two elders of Yin and Yang.

"Master. ”

Crazy Sword saw Ye Qingyun in front of him and shouted.

Ye Qingyun nodded, and came up to explain the situation to the mad sword.

"Master, don't worry, I won't lose your face. Madsword slapped his chest hard and said.

They were still in the Martial God Mountain, in a huge clearing.

I saw that in the void, a black shadow swept towards this side at an alarming speed.

On closer inspection, this black shadow turned out to be a giant eagle with a pitch-black body.

Standing proudly above the giant sculpture stood two figures, both of them wearing black battle robes.

A figure condensed its sharp gaze on the person below, and its gaze was selective, and his eyes were cold.

"Senior brother, this person is the one who killed many disciples of my Heavenly Demon Palace?"

Beside him, a thin and ordinary-looking young man looked down at Tianyang's gaze, and the chill in his eyes gradually emerged.

This person was brought into the competition by Tianyang.

His name is Tian Xiong, he is the new star of the Heavenly Demon Palace, and he is cultivated in the double of the Martial God Realm, it is said that he was abandoned by his parents in his early years and thrown into the forest, and was later taken away by the demon bear, and the demon bear just lost his son, so he regarded the sky bear as his own son.

Others are emaciated, but they are powerful.

"Well, I'll kill the people he brought. ”

Tianyang's palm spread out slightly, and he saw that there was a blood-colored pill there.

"Heavenly Demon Pill!"

Seeing this elixir, Tianxiong exclaimed: "Senior brother, this is a god-quality Heavenly Demon Pill, I can't help it, I can't do it." ”

"Yes, if you are defeated, take it, this battle, only win, not defeat. ”

Tianyang said lightly.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will definitely win this battle, why do you need the Heavenly Demon Pill to kill him!" said Tian Xiong domineeringly and confidently.

"I believe in you. Tianyang said.

After Tianyang and Tianxiong came down, a low sound of breaking wind came from the rear again.

I saw that there, a huge phoenix flapped its wings twenty feet long, flapping its fans, rolling one whirlwind after another.

On the back of the phoenix, three figures proudly stepped on.

Two men and one woman.

The woman is Feng Lengling.

Standing on her left and right, the one holding the folding fan in his hand on the left was the young man who had obtained the golden-eyed beast before, and the other young man had a bit of an ethereal aura on his body, this person was here to compete.

His name is Fenghuo.

Feng Huo, his fame is second only to the young man holding the folding fan, if he doesn't have a mental problem, with his talent, it is not a big problem to surpass the young man holding the folding fan.

The young man was at times calm, sometimes manic, sometimes smirking silly at the front, sometimes smiling more ugly than crying.

Feng Huo, with the blood of the evil phoenix.

People with this bloodline are both good and bad at the same time.

The evil phoenix bloodline can activate the potential of the martial artist to the greatest extent, and the martial artist can cultivate without bottlenecks, and he will be on the rise.

It can be said that for ordinary martial artists, it is difficult to enter the cultivation of the Martial God Realm.

In addition to your own efforts, you also need to look at luck.

But for martial artists with the blood of the evil phoenix, if they cultivate casually, they can enter the martial god realm one hundred percent.

The Martial God Realm is not a legend for these people, just a realm that can be reached casually.

However, a warrior with the blood of the evil phoenix is also a tragedy.

With continuous cultivation, after the bloodline in their body is activated, the whole person will become extremely irritable and have mental problems.

For example, this guy has a face that is sometimes hideous, sometimes smiling, sometimes gloomy, like a psychopath.

And when they cultivate to the extreme, they are like fools.

This is also why the people of the Phoenix clan were reluctant to let Fenghuo participate.

However, it seemed that they still thought that the number of Phoenix Clan participating in the Star Field Hunting Conference was small, so they sent Phoenix Fire.

In their opinion, Fenghuo is an invincible existence.

From time to time, a pill appeared in Feng Leng Qianqianyu's hand and put it into Feng Huo's mouth to stabilize Feng Huo's mood.

Feng Huo ate these pills, and his face remained calm.

Three people down.

"Your Phoenix Clan has found a madman!" After seeing Fenghuo, Tianyang, the eldest disciple of the Heavenly Demon Palace, sneered.

"Crazy, crazy, you say I'm crazy?"

Feng Huo smiled stupidly, pointing at himself, as if he was particularly satisfied with the name Madman, his smirking appearance made people not think that he was a normal person.

"It doesn't seem to be a madman, it's for the neurotics, let the neuropaths participate, is this really good?" Tianyang sneered again.

"Neuropathy? you scold me?" Suddenly, I don't know which nerve of Fenghuo was moved, and one green tendon after another quickly appeared on the latter's face, and a pair of eyes suddenly burned with terrifying anger, and he actually took a step forward, and behind him, a demonic blood-colored phoenix appeared, and as soon as it appeared, it was

A sharp sound reverberated throughout the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, the whole earth trembled.

Ye Qingyun frowned, looking at this phoenix fire.

At this moment, the huge demonic phoenix roared over, and the mouth kept making sharp sounds, and the whole phoenix rushed directly over.

"Huh?"

When Tianyang saw this scene, Ling Ran had murderous intent in his eyes, and he smashed it directly with a punch.

His fist was wrapped in black smoke.

In the black smoke, several very hideous skulls appeared, which made people feel creepy when they saw it.

Rumble!

The two sides collided together, and the roar sounded continuously. Tianyang took a few steps back, and he raised his head in disbelief, looking ahead.