Unconsciously, Ling Feng and Feng Shengnu looked at each other at the same time, and each other's eyes were full of joy so strong that they didn't even know how to vent.

Ling Feng gently took off the mask, and the intense feelings that he hadn't had in many times came to his heart, and tears couldn't help but gush out wildly, and he shouted loudly, "Sister!"

Although the changes were extremely great, a little bit of the shadow of childhood could be vaguely seen from Ling Feng's face, and the Feng Holy Maiden was finally able to affirm the guess in her heart, and couldn't help covering her mouth tightly, and large tears were dripping down. She bit her lip so hard that her expression was like crying and laughing, and she didn't even know that there was blood in her lips.

Ling Feng's body rushed straight towards the Feng Holy Maiden with a dragon-like blue lightning, and then suddenly stopped in front of her. He stretched out his hands slightly, but stopped suddenly, the same as the expression of the Feng Saint Maiden, who was generally afraid that what was in front of him was a dream, beautiful but fragile.

"Xiaofeng!"

The Phoenix Saintess raised her face, and the tearful face of Pear Blossom no longer had a trace of the majesty and seriousness of the past, and some were just an endless tenderness. As her whimpering voice spit out, a familiar feeling came back to her heart, and Ling Feng strode forward violently and hugged her very hard but very gently!

"Sister, it's me. ”

Smelling the sweet smell coming from the hair on the tip of his nose, Ling Feng returned to his childhood in a trance, day and night, although he was poor, he was extremely satisfied. Every night, no matter how much bullying she has received, she can always lie in her arms, smell the special smell, and sleep peacefully.

Over the years, although I have a living room that I can't compare to when I was a child, I can never find such a peaceful and quiet sleep.

Hugging her, Ling Feng seemed to have the whole world, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction.

A strange atmosphere made the people around Xuanyuan have to stop, no matter how much they want to put Ling Feng to death in their hearts.

Until Ao Zhou finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared violently: "You really hid your traces! You really stole our clan's jade?

This angry shout broke the warm atmosphere between Ling Feng and the two, Feng Shengnu raised her head suddenly, two cold cold flashes, looked at Ao Zhou impatiently, and warned word by word: "Whoever dares to hurt Xiao Feng will die!"

The surging flames were like sharp swords, rolling out wildly, coldly warning Ao Zhou. Ao Zhou's face was full of violence, and he immediately thought of the experience of the two fighting against each other when they were fighting for the right to take the lead, and his heart was filled with awe. He knew that if it was true combat power, he would be too far away from this Feng Clan Holy Maiden!

The gap between the two fusion spirit venerables and ordinary spirit venerables is very different, and the two sides are not at all a level-level opponent!

Rao is like this, but he is depressed in his heart, and he is annoyed for a while, and says hatefully: "Okay, good, I don't reason with you! But that little boy has taken away the jade of my clan, you can protect him for a while, but you can't protect him for a lifetime! Patriarch Ou will come to you!"

The patriarch Ou in his mouth naturally refers to the dragon clan's Great Perfection powerhouse - Omron!

Compared with the gifted demon Feng Litian and the mysterious demon Yama, this legendary powerhouse of the dragon clan seems to be worthless in terms of talent.

In fact, the dragon race is only a broad concept, mainly referring to the four major races of gold, blue, red, and black, but there are several major branches under these four races. For example, there are mud dragons, earth dragons, gang dragons, etc., under the golden dragon clan, naturally, they are all headed by the golden dragon clan.

Omron is a branch bloodline of the Black Dragon Clan, called the "Demon Dragon", and in terms of talent alone, he is only slightly higher than the vassal race - the Dragon Beast, at best, he can become a spirit warrior after a lifetime of struggle.

But he shook the entire dragon clan with his own efforts!

Every hundred years, the dragon clan has a big competition, and all those who are under the spirit can participate, and those who get the top 100 can get the maximum cultivation resource support in the clan, whether it is the crystal chapter or the spirit dwelling, they are much better than the rest.

In the first session, Omron missed the top 100;

Another session, worthy of the bottom ten;

another session, approaching the top 50;

In the last session, after several hard battles, he actually broke through to the Spirit Leader in battle! At that time, Omron was already three hundred years old, and compared to most extremely talented Spirit Masters, such cultivation achievements were really not worth mentioning.

But later, Omron gradually won the Lingshi, Lingzun, Errong Lingzun, and the Great Perfection level powerhouse at a steady and incomparable speed step by step!

It was only when he became the Great Perfection in one fell swoop that everyone suddenly realized that this Omron, who had never been favored by others, had actually stood at the pinnacle of the Endless Wasteland! Looking back on the distance he had traveled all the way, they were all secretly amazed in their hearts. To be able to become a spirit, with the help of the dragon clan's banner protection, you can almost be stable for a lifetime, but Omron does not stop and keeps moving forward, how many people can have this perseverance?

In the Endless Wasteland for nearly five hundred years, Wei Xiao was the only one who could come close to Omron in terms of mind.

Seeing Ao Zhou mention Omron, the Phoenix Saintess's face couldn't help but change slightly, but she soon showed an unquestionable firmness: "Even if Patriarch Ou comes, my decision will not change!"

"Draw a slight blemish!"

Hearing this, Ming Ruohai couldn't help it, and when he was too excited, he even forgot about the honorific title, and directly called the real name of the Feng Holy Maiden, and said angrily: "Where do you put my Feng clan in these words!?"

"This decision is made by me personally, and has nothing to do with the Feng Clan. Qing Leng rolled his eyes slightly, glanced at Ming Ruohai, and said lightly.

With such a sentence, all of Ming Ruohai's protests were blocked. His face turned red, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say anything.

Painting Weifang just held Ling Feng's hand quietly, without any gesture, his powerful aura had suppressed everyone-

No one dares to refute it!

A strange feeling appeared in Ling Feng's heart, as if he had returned to his childhood, facing the oppression of a group of unscrupulous teenagers. At that time, my sister also stopped in front of her like this, raised her chin slightly, and proudly faced everyone......

It's been a long time since I've enjoyed such a pampered feeling!

The wind was so quiet that people didn't even dare to breathe loudly, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

Suddenly, a voice that made it unclear whether it was old or clear, as if it could directly sound in the depths of people's hearts, came to the spot: "Feng Holy Maiden, this Sect Master of the Creation Sect has injured the person of my Bat Sect, he should always give an explanation." ”