Some memories crept into his mind, a village like a paradise, and the man was making tea in front of the house.

A long rainbow entered the village not far away, and a man in battle armor stepped over from the long rainbow, holding a red crystal in his hand, and half-knelt down and said, "The king of people uses the blood of the king of men as a witness, please go to the gathering." ”

The man moved.

Blood, blood blooms like a red lotus. The man, known as the Wind Venerable, fought alongside several others in a black mountain range.

They shattered the void with a single move, and the man turned into a purple storm and shattered the entire sky, and a person behind him shouted hoarsely, "Wind-far-Yang!"

Another picture, this one is hundreds of people in white, they are surrounded by millions of troops, and next to that group of white-clothed people is a mountain of corpses!

Those white clothes are all tattooed with the word "Wu" of a martial arts clan, which is the martial arts forbidden army.

A man held a Fang Tian painting halberd, riding on a unicorn, his eyes showed a look of regret, and sighed: "If you descend, you will be my mortal general." ”

There was a man in white covered in blue blood, holding a broken sword, looking at the man above the unicorn with a smile, and asked loudly, "For more than 100,000 years, have you ever seen a martial arts warrior leave this battlefield alive!"

Immediately afterwards, the hundreds of martial arts forbidden soldiers rushed forward at the same time, shouting, "Born as a martial artist, die as a martial soul!"

Explosions shook the earth, and they all blew themselves up, and none of them survived!

The whole picture was still, and some divine imprints were engraved into his mind, and the picture was fast, but very clear.

It was a set of physical techniques with legs, and finally, the picture stopped, and the words "Wind Spirit Dance" flashed in Feng Yu's mind. Wind Feather's eyes widened, and he returned to the room again, the candlestick whizzing into his body.

It turned out that the man who was as agile as the wind was Feng Zun Feng Yang, and now he had obtained the inheritance of the wind among the three major inheritances!

He thought about it again, and the set of pictures about the martial arts forbidden army came to his heart. What kind of battle is that?

The corpses of the martial arts forbidden army all over the ground, Feng Zun also fought side by side with his father and martial uncle? Then who is their enemy, who is so powerful.

After thinking about it for a long time, Feng Yu calmed his heart and secretly said to himself: If you cultivate to become a great success in the future, you will live up to Feng Zun's trust. He took a step forward, and suddenly felt that his body was light, as if he were about to float with a little more force.

He tried to run his cultivation, the spiritual formation stage, which meant that he was now a master. His six senses are very keen, and now when he looks out the window, even the small insects on the ground can be clearly seen, and he can hear their rustling sounds.

He used Xuan Gong again, and found that his spiritual power had a slight soft charm, just like the wind, could this be the effect of the inheritance of the wind. The inheritance of wind, the inheritance of fire, and the inheritance of thunder are the three major inheritances.

That's the power of inheritance left over from the primeval era, and this Feng Yu knows it. But what kind of power these three inheritances are, Feng Yu is not clear.

After carefully running the Xuan Gong a few times, Feng Yu didn't notice anything unusual and walked out of the room. He had just gone out, and Xiaohua, who was practicing, exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Feng, where have you been?"

As soon as Feng Yu heard their tone so strange, he carefully interrogated a few words. Only then did he know that he himself had been "missing" for more than two months. A series of things have happened for more than two months.

Murong Xu Shi is now a member of their Meditation Garden, in order to improve the combat power of the Magic Academy in order to deal with the demon tide like last time.

The north and south academies of the magic academy were united, and a middle academy was opened, which recruited students separately, and only the core disciples of the two academies and other monks with extraordinary talents could enter, and the two academies provided top resources for them to use.

Baili Guiyi has already entered the Intermediate Academy, and Feng Yu originally missed the registration period of the Intermediate Academy, but because he fought under Dongqin City and killed the master of the Hedao Realm, he was exceptionally admitted.

He also learned that there were many close disciples of masters who had also entered the Middle Courtyard, and the current Middle Courtyard was a place where the dragon and the tiger were hidden. Today, it is the period of the competition of the Intermediate People's Court once a decade, and the results of the competition allocate resources.

Knowing all this, Feng Yu rushed to the middle courtyard. Before you know it, it's already autumn, and the light style of autumn is cool, and the flowers and trees of the Academy of Magic.

Because of the rich aura, not only did it not decay, but it became more verdant, which became a different scenery in the Academy of Magic. Passing through rockeries and patches of woods, Wind Feather came to the arena in the middle courtyard.

There were two figures in the arena fighting each other, one was dressed in black and exuded a little cold smell, and the other was a hundred miles into one.

Feng Yu looked at the man in black, his eyes showed a fierce light, a trace of murder flashed at the corner of his mouth, and a circle of black mist filled the entire arena, bang!

Baili Guiyi was beaten out, and the black-clothed man in the back pointed his right hand like a sword, stabbing towards the dantian of Baili Guiyi. This is a means to bring a hundred miles into one and destroy them.

Feng Yu immediately rushed forward and broke the empty palm. Since the other party is so ruthless, of course Feng Yu will not be polite.

A burst of air explosions spread, Feng Yu caught Baili Guiyi, and the man in black took a few steps back, stared at him fiercely, and said coldly, "In the arena, life and death depend on fate. Why are you meddling?"

Feng Yu after a move with the man in black, his heart is not simple, this man in black is definitely a difficult character, and now with his full strength, the masters of the late stage of Lingcheng may not be able to take it, he actually has nothing at all.

He didn't give the man in black a good face, and asked, "You were going to abolish my friend just now, but it's just a martial arts competition, why did you do this?"

The man touched his hand, looked at Feng Yu and said, "If he can defeat me, he can do the same." This is the rule of the arena, life and death. This time, it's his fate. ”

After he finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Feng Yu, turned around and left, Feng Yu was about to chase after him, but was stopped by Baili Guiyi. An old cultivator next to him said in a loud voice, "Today, Mo Yun won and was the first in the Fire Pavilion. ”

Baili Guiyi, who fell on Feng Yu's body, struggled to stand up, looked at Feng Yu with a smile, there was no hippie color in his eyes, and asked, "Where have you been these days, I thought you were captured by Li Yuan." ”

A trace of spiritual power crossed into the body of Baili Guiyi, and his face improved a lot.

Feng Yu helped him to a stone bench, and a cold light came. Feng Yu turned around, Li Batian and Huang Huan were looking at him, he ignored them and chatted with Baili Guiyi.