Chapter 913: Thunder and Lightning

The Land of the Phoenix, the eighth layer.

A (身shēn) shadow quickly disappeared, like a flying sword, with a low sound of breaking wind.

It was a young man with a broken sword in his hand.

Duan Jian slashed away, like a meteor flashing, the cold light flashed, and with a miserable scream, there was an extra corpse on the ground.

"One hundred and thirteenth. ”

A faint voice resounded here.

In the darkness, a flame suddenly flashed, and the resolute face of the young man clearly emerged.

This person is none other than the person who killed Feng Yu, the deacon of the Feng family, Ye Qingyun.

He found that the Phoenix Land was a good place to cultivate, so he decided to cultivate here for a while.

As for Ye Rou, Bing Feng followed Emperor Feng back.

And the Tiger King and Tiger Batian are outside, and once they find something wrong, they will tell him immediately.

As he walked forward, a blood-red air flow appeared on his back, and then, an eight-long phoenix wing was clearly revealed, and between the fannings, the flames flickered, and they were extremely gorgeous.

When he sacrificed the phoenix's wings, Ye Qingyun's speed skyrocketed, five times that of before.

An afterimage was left in the void, like a residual wind blowing, and in just a moment, it was already a kilometer away from his original position.

"Well, not bad, not bad!" Ye Qingyun nodded continuously, and muttered when he thought of the young man he had seen before: "Feng Zihua's cultivation is in the Nine Folds of the Earth Blood Realm, if you want to deal with him, I'm afraid you have to come up with some means, such as the fourth form of the bloodthirsty dragon body, this period of time, I still have to cultivate well!"

"Now I have some deficiencies in martial arts, and I need to cultivate new martial arts!"

There are many martial arts in the antique ring, and these can be used by Ye Qingyun.

Thinking of this, without saying a word, Ye Qingyun directly entered the antique ring.

Shout!

I saw that his (body shēn) shadow disappeared directly, and a speck of dust fluttered in the void, which was inconspicuous at all.

And at this moment, Ye Qingyun had already entered the ancient ring.

It's the same as what I saw when I came in before.

Here, there is a statue with three swirls behind it.

Two swirls are closed and one is open.

Soon, Ye Qingyun came to the bookshelf and opened the books casually.

A line of words is reflected in front of you.

"Shattered Mountain Palm! Heavenly Ladder High-quality martial arts, under one palm, can shatter mountains and rivers!"

"Wind Blade! The blade of the sword is like the wind, the wind is like the blade of the sword, the momentum is thundering, the speed is extremely fast, such as lightning, such as the remnant wind, the quality of martial arts: the top grade of the heavenly level!"

"Crazy Thunder and Lightning Palm!Thunder and lightning technique, with numbing effect, such as electric shock, full force urging, can refine the qi of heaven and earth, cultivation is extremely difficult, you need to catch the power of thunder and lightning, a little surprise, it is likely to fall......"

I have to say that there are a lot of martial arts here, and there is no shortage of high-quality martial arts.

Ye Qingyun looked at it patiently, and he wanted to pick out the most suitable exercises for him.

As for quality, he doesn't care too much.

The quality of martial arts is important, but it also depends on who performs it.

Some people use it to the fullest, exerting the power of martial arts to the extreme, but some people can't do it.

Soon, he chose to take a step towards the Thunderbolt Palm he had just seen.

After choosing a martial art, he began to cultivate.

The palm of his hand was filled with the power of terrifying and violent thunder.

The silver light flickered one after another, and it was extremely dazzling in this dark space, like a purple sun, shining its light all around.

The surrounding demon beasts felt this terrifying energy, and their bodies trembled.

This fear comes from the soul.

Time flies......

Ye Qingyun's cultivation is almost complete.

Next, he has to participate in the tournament in the Central Domain, where he will shine in the tournament before he can enter the Yellow God Fortress and learn about his father's condition.

Of course, he also asked Master Bingfeng to investigate the matter, and if there was any situation, he would immediately inform him.

Time passed again.

At this moment, he has already left the land of Phoenix.

Beside him (身shēn) stood the Tiger King Tiger Batian.

"Brother Ye, although your cultivation has not changed, it gives me a lot more powerful feeling!" Tiger Batian stared at Ye Qingyun with burning eyes, he hadn't seen him for an hour, and the feeling that the latter brought him was extremely different.

Those black eyes shone with a sharper light, like a sword blade, very domineering, but this domineering was hidden deeply, like a sleeping wild beast, once it woke up, it was absolutely earth-shattering.

It's incredible.

The shock in Tiger Batian's heart reached the extreme.

Ye Qingyun smiled: "Let's go, let's go to the Phoenix Clan!"

As he spoke, the two of them quickly walked off into the distance.

When the phoenix disciples walking below saw this scene, a strange look appeared on their faces.

Speaking of which, the land of the phoenix is the most important place in the Feng family, and those who can come here to cultivate are all the people of the Feng family, and the blood of the Feng clan flows on their (body shēn).

It was already a miracle that someone like Ye Qingyun, who had neither the blood of the Phoenix Clan nor the Phoenix Family, could come here.

Not long after, Ye Qingyun and Hu Batian's (body shēn) shadow had already appeared in Feng's house.

It can be said that with such a relationship as Master Bingfeng, Ye Qingyun entered the Feng family all the way unhindered.

"Brother Ye!" Ye Rou knew early that Ye Qingyun was going to come in, and waited for the latter in the courtyard early, the flawless shadow revealed (seduction) bewitchment, as if it could attract the eyes of all men.

Since Emperor Feng discovered that she had fused with the soul of the phoenix, her status was already far higher than that of Feng Zihua.

Emperor Feng even intended to train her to become the next Feng Emperor of the Feng family!

"Rou'er!" Seeing this shadow, Ye Qingyun smiled slightly and strode over.

The Tiger Tyrant stood to the side, leaving the latter a separate space.

In the pavilion, two (身shēn) shadows stand in it, like a fairy couple.

And not far away, an old man and a middle-aged man were standing, looking into the distance.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that there would be a son of Tianjiao who could fuse the soul of the phoenix in my Feng family!" Emperor Feng said excitedly, and at the same time, he looked at the old man beside him and asked, "I didn't expect that the first forging master of the hall actually knew a young man who was only twenty years old. ”

Bing Feng smiled, looked at Emperor Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Feng, the people I know are not ordinary people. ”

Emperor Feng was slightly stunned, then thought of something, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, he is really not an ordinary person, the martial arts competition in the Central Region is about to start, this guy should go to participate? I am very curious if he can enter the finals." I remember that anyone who enters the finals this time can enter the Yellow God Fortress, and they can join one of the four major (hall diàn) at will!"