Yu Lingtong set off for the Poison Fang Gorge after Xia Nuanting's light sleep for a while, as soon as he left Xia Nuanting, he summoned Cang Lingxuan, and the order of the new king of the Feng clan did not dare to delay.

Cang Lingxun received Xia Nuanting's summons and hurried over, under the Tianfeng Sycamore, he was solemn and respectful, stood dignified and respectfully outside the cabin under the Tianfeng Sycamore, and saluted: "Senior, what are you looking for me?"

The wind blows the wind and the sycamore branches, the leaves and shadows are swaying, the leaves fall and the flowers fly in the air, painting a picture of the wind and flowers. In the wooden house, Xia Nuanting walked out, her teeth were like rhinoceros, her eyes cut water, and the hem of her clothes and skirts moved with the wind, embellishing the magic in the painting.

Xia Nuanting breathed a long sigh of relief and said softly: "If the Fengluan clan wants to gain 'freedom', they will have to pay a high price, and marrying Rou'er to another clan is just the beginning, and the real price is something you can never imagine." ”

"Why do seniors talk about this with juniors? Shouldn't we talk to the patriarch or the old patriarch?" Cang Lingxun had some doubts, in terms of seniority, it would not be his turn to consider these issues in the next ten years.

Xia Nuanting looked at Cang Lingyun and smiled, shook her head slightly, and continued: "The Fengluan clan has made a big mistake! The Fengluan clan is one of the nine great phoenix clans, and it is the Phoenix King's trust in the Fengluan Clan, but the Fengluan Clan regards this trust as a shackle that restricts 'freedom', desperately trying to get rid of it, and the Phoenix King is very disappointed now." ”

"What exactly does the senior want to say?" Cang Lingxun became more and more confused.

"Protecting the Storm Feather Feather Feather Feather is the mission of the Wind Luan Clan, and it can only be guarded by the Wind Luan Clan. It is said that you have already made your own decision? Instead of letting the Fengluan Clan make a big mistake for the sake of the illusory word 'freedom', why don't you take on the mission and responsibility of the entire Fengluan Clan and fly away with the trust and Rou'er of the Phoenix King?"

"Senior?" Now Cang Lingxuan understood that Xia Nuanting wanted him to leave with Storm Feather Feather Ling and Cang Rou, so that Storm Feather Feather Feather Ling was still in the hands of the Wind Luan Clan, and he would not live up to the trust of King Feng. It's just that the two phoenix clans of thunder and fire may not be able to explain, they came to storm feather feather feathers and cangrou, but they returned empty-handed, and their anger must be borne by the wind and luan clan.

Xia Nuanting said in a soft voice: "Don't have any scruples, I'll handle the matter here." Leave here with Storm Feather Feather Ling and Rou'er, and fly out of Fengming Gorge to see the outside world. Also, your savior asked me to tell you that the deal between you has changed, and he wants you to take Storm Feather Feather Ling to participate in the next 'Hundred Phoenix Controversy' ceremony as the tenth on the Phoenix List. ”

"Participate in the 'Hundred Phoenix Contention' ceremony? I'm afraid this is ......" Cang Lingxun didn't dare to respond, this is not a joke, he took the storm feather feather to participate in the 'Hundred Phoenix Contention' ceremony, and it will become the target of the public, which is tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and it will be difficult to fly when the time comes.

Seeing Cang Lingxun's hesitation, Xia Nuanting said in a strong tone: "This is not only a transaction between you, but also my order, and it is also Cang Haifan's order, you must obey it! No matter what, you have to take Storm Feather Feather Ling to participate in the 'Hundred Phoenix Controversy' ceremony!"

"Yes, the younger generation should remember that they must take the Storm Feather Feather Ling to participate in the next 'Hundred Phoenix Contention' ceremony. "Cang Lingxun is helpless, since it is the intention of the predecessors and the old patriarch, then he can only obey.

"Go back and get ready. ”

"The juniors said goodbye. ”

Cang Lingxun retreated, the wind in the deep gorge was stronger, Xia Nuanting turned to look at her body, the towering Heavenly Wind Sycamore Giant Tree, the leaves and flowers were blown up by the wind to the crown, straight to the dome.

Xia Nuanting let out a long sigh and muttered to herself: "Born at the wrong time, in such an era, there is no so-called freedom at all. The comfortable Feng clan is about to have a wind, although I am the guardian spirit of the Fengluan clan, but I can't continue to protect the Fengluan clan in this gust of wind; ”

"All life has the right to struggle for freedom, right? But what is freedom for a tree?"

......

Outside the Poison Fang Gorge, the junction of the Tibetan Moon Gorge and the Poison Fang Gorge.

How can the speed of the thunder be comparable to that of the wind? Yu Lingtong is dressed in a black robe and wears a demon mask to cover his face, like a highly poisonous pit viper waiting for its prey to be entrenched at the junction of the Poison Fang Gorge and the Zangyue Gorge, and like an experienced angler, waiting for the fish to bite the bait.

He was waiting, waiting for the poisonous wind black worm to come out of the fangs gorge!

He killed all the way from Qingfeng Gorge to Poison Fang Gorge, and all the poisonous wind black worms he encountered on the way became the souls of the colorful bone demons, and none of the people sent by the Poisonous Wind Black Worm Clan could not go back! Jade Lingtong was entrenched in the only entrance and exit of the Poison Fang Gorge and the Zangyue Gorge, and he guarded it, and the poisonous wind black worms in the clan and the poisonous wind black worms outside the clan would be in two worlds that had no connection.

Yu Lingtong sat cross-legged on the top of a dead tree, and the corpses of poisonous wind black worms were piled up under the tree.

He was holding an extremely ugly-looking poisonous wind black worm in his hand, but he was holding the tail of the poisonous wind black worm tightly, and this poisonous wind black worm twisted its head and bit Yu Lingtong's hand hard, injecting venom into Yu Lingtong's hand, but it was useless.

Yu Lingtong raised his hand to break the sharp beak of the poisonous wind black worm, and smoothed out the rows of small teeth in his mouth, and said in a melodious tone: "Go back and tell your patriarch, just say that your 'nightmare' a while ago is back again!"

Hearing the word "nightmare", the poisonous wind black worm in Yu Lingtong's hand was stunned at first, and then his whole body trembled, and then curled up into a ball and made an extremely ugly "gurgling" sound, but this time it was not a laugh, it was a cry of fear!

The poisonous wind black worm that shrank into a ball was thrown out by Yu Lingtong, and the mass of poisonous wind black worm in mid-air stretched out its body, flapped its wings rapidly, and flew back to the clan desperately.

Looking at the poisonous wind black worm in the distance, Yu Lingtong muttered to himself: "I wanted to spend it slowly with you, but in order for the gathering of the three phoenix clans to go smoothly, I can only threaten you with the identity of the 'Colored Bone Demon'." My Xinfeng clan needs fresh blood, and I can't allow you to come out and make trouble!"

The reputation of the Colored Bone Demon is unknown in the Beast Continent, and no one knows it;

For a long time, the poisonous fog fell from the sky!

The pitch-black poisonous mist enveloped Yu Lingtong in it, and an extremely ugly "giggle" laughter echoed in the poisonous mist, which was deafening and lasted for a long time!

"Giggles, how dare you send it to the door yourself? Just turn into a pool of blood in my poisonous mist!

"I'm here — no malice. "The Mori White Bone Knife broke out of its sheath, splitting the poisonous mist in two with one slash, four with another slash, and eight with three slashes...... After several consecutive slashes, the pitch-black poisonous mist was actually sucked into it little by little by the bone knife!

The poison released by the head of the Poison Wind Black Worm clan was actually eaten by a bone knife!

"I'm not afraid of the poisonous mist of my patriarch, no wonder I dare to shout with the entire Poisonous Wind Black Worm Clan!" "The poisonous fog dissipated, and a handsome man appeared, his skin was dull and cold, this person was the current patriarch of the Poisonous Wind Black Worm!