The words of the young man in the robe were casual and calm.

But everyone present was shocked into a cold sweat.

They are the big names of the Qingluan Spirit Clan, and they have monstrous authority, resting in all walks of life in the starry sky, and they can go to be equal to the masters of those starry sky giants.

However, at this time, they were all uncomfortable.

As one of the six great Dao Protector Ancient Clans, the Qingluan Spirit Clan had used an extremely bloody and cruel way to select nine young masters from among the clansmen of the main lineage of the clan a long time ago.

Every young master has his own merits, and he is a peerless figure who is killed from the children of the main lineage.

These nine young masters are cultivated as the successors of the patriarch's position, and their status is noble and special.

Around every young master, there are a group of clan bigwigs, which is equivalent to the formation of nine factions!

In the past long years, there have been many conflicts and contradictions between these nine young masters.

This is the so-called "Nine Sons Seize the Inheritance".

Everyone wants to step on each other and eventually ascend to the position of patriarch, so each young master is frantically accumulating strength to suppress and retaliate against his opponent.

And this situation was tacitly approved by those old antiques of the Qingluan Spirit Clan!

This is like raising Gu.

Between the nine young masters, after fighting and fighting, only one person will become the heir of the patriarch in the end!

Until now, six of the nine young masters have been eliminated.

At the moment, only three people remain.

Among them, there was the young man in the gorgeous robe sitting on the ground at this time.

His name is Feng Yunlie.

Born intelligent and talented, when he was born in the world, there was a great road auspicious cloud rising into the sky, which attracted the attention of the clan.

Among the original nine young masters, Feng Yunlie was the youngest, the least qualified, and the least favored.

But with the passage of time, Feng Fenglie gradually revealed a background and skill far beyond imagination.

There are only two young masters who were defeated by him!

Fengyun Lie has cultivated for 39,000 years, and he has cultivated in the late stage of the One Realm, and among the nine young masters, he is not the top.

But he always won in the cruel competition.

It is worth mentioning that although he only cultivates in the One Realm, Feng Yunlie can fight across borders, and has suppressed the peerless enemy in the early stage of the Cave Realm!

Because of this, in today's Qingluan Ling Clan, as one of the three most powerful candidates for the patriarch's successor, Feng Yunlie's status is far more noble than some of the big names of the clan.

When some old antique-level people saw him, they would take the initiative to say hello.

The big names present may have a higher seniority than Feng Xinglie, but in front of Feng Xinglie, they can only raise their eyebrows and lower their eyes, and they are no different from their subordinates.

At this time, the black-robed man who came to report lowered his head even more and said ashamedly: "The young master is right, I will solve this matter." ”

He turned around and was about to leave, and Feng Xing, who was sitting on the ground, said, "Wait." ”

The black-robed man's body stiffened, bowed down and said, "What else does the young master command?" ”

Feng Xing Liewu looked down at the animal skin scroll in his hand, and said casually: "Don't destroy that Feather Transformation Realm level elixir, otherwise, come and see you." ”

The black-robed man's heart froze, and he solemnly received the order: "Oh! ”

At this time, an old man in white who was sitting next to Feng Xinglie spoke: "Star Cliff, you go with you." ”

In the shadow of the corner, a hoarse voice sounded: "I only listen to the young master." ”

Looking closely, it was a man in a robe with a thin figure like a rod, with sloppy hair, carrying a white jade gourd, full of alcohol, drunk.

Feng Xinglie was stunned for a moment, and said to the old man in white: "It's really necessary

？ ”

The old man in white said softly: "Be careful to sail the Ten Thousand Year Boat, a person who dares to make a move on the strong man of our Qingluan Spirit Clan is either a fool with no eyes, or a ruthless person who has something to rely on." And I think that the character who dares to enter the Crow Ridge and repel Elder Muyun should not be stupid. ”

Feng Xinglie thought for a while and said, "Okay, you can go to Xingya, I only have one request, and I won't leave anything alive." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his eyes again and looked at the scroll of hides in his hand.

Around the corner, the drunken man in the robe got up, stretched, and strode out.

And the black-robed man followed.

Until the figures of the two disappeared, Feng Xinglie seemed to have forgotten this little thing.

He said casually: "The competitors this time include a few old guys from the Yu clan of the ancient clan, as well as a group of ruthless stubbles from the Xinghe Divine Sect, if a conflict really breaks out, I am not afraid of ......."

Speaking of this, he frowned, "The only thing I can't figure out is why the Nine Heavens Pavilion didn't get involved, it's really abnormal. ”

The white-clothed old man next to him said with a smile: "The young master doesn't need to worry too much, since Yan Daolin promised that he would not interfere in this matter, then he would never do it." ”

"That old guy is unpredictable, even my third uncle said that he is a peerless ruthless man who eats people and does not spit out bones, let me be careful, don't provoke easily."

Feng Xinglie rubbed his nose slightly, "I really hope that he won't get involved in this battle of chance." ”

……

The top of the black mountain.

A mouthful of prints floated in front of Su Yi.

The ten fingers of his hands kept changing, forming all kinds of secret seals, and punching them into that Dao seal.

This is a secret technique of sacrificing Dao soldiers.

The name is called Xingyuan Quenching Spirit, and it was with this secret technique that the Lord of the Gods relied on this secret technique to refine the sword of the world into a sword that shook the starry sky for an era.

In the void in the distance, three figures suddenly appeared silently.

There was the beautiful woman who had been guarding this place before, as well as a man in a black robe, and a tall and thin man in a long robe carrying a white jade wine gourd.

It is the Fengmuyun, Fengshan Lake, and Fengxing Cliff of the Qingluan Spirit Clan!

Among them, Wind Star Cliff is clearly in the first place.

"Yo ho, he even won a feather-level Dao seal, this little guy is amazing."

In the distance, the drunken Fengxing Cliff was surprised.

"Brother, this person is far from being powerful."

Feng Muyun's eyes were full of jealousy, and he quickly transmitted the sound, telling every detail of his fight with Su Yi.

After hearing this, Feng Shanhu, who was dressed in black robes, couldn't help but be moved, and said: "In the late stage of the Tongshou Realm, but he can step on the 'Wind and Flame Ten Peerless Formation' and defeat a figure like you in the early stage of the Cave Realm, this guy ...... It's scary! ”

"Interesting, so funny!"

Feng Xingya muttered, his pair of drunken eyes became clear, as if he had encountered something of great interest, and the whole person showed an excited mood.

"Have you ever seen such a rebellious character before?"

Wind Star Cliff asked.

Feng Muyun shook his head.

Feng Shanhu smiled bitterly: "Don't say I've seen it, I haven't even heard of it." ”

"That's what's more fun!"

Fengxing Cliff smacked his mouth, "In my opinion, this kid is very likely to be an old yin who likes to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, and hides his own cultivation!" Let me get a glimpse of him! ”

As he spoke, the depths of his eyes were surging, and a little bit of star-like silver appeared, slowly spinning like a whirlpool.

Then, he raised his eyes and looked at Su Yi on the top of the black mountain in the distance.

Break the pupil of delusion!

One of the forbidden secret techniques of the Qingluan Spirit Clan, a top-level inheritance that only the main lineage clan who can comprehend the "Divine Law" is qualified to control.

Feng Muyun and Feng Shan Lake both showed a trace of imperceptible envy.

They are members of the side clan, not to mention cultivating forbidden secret techniques such as breaking delusion divine pupils, they are not qualified to comprehend the "Law of Shenxun"!

"No manners!"

A cold snort suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth.

On the top of the Black Sacred Mountain, Su Yi, who was sitting cross-legged, frowned slightly.

Rumble!

An invisible divine soul power, like a Dao sword that dominates the heavens, rushed up from Su Yi's body.

Almost at the same time, in the gaze of Fengxing Cliff, Su Yi's whole person turned into a Dao sword, overpowering the Qing Ming and dominating the world.

The incomparable sword intent seems to be able to crush everything!

Feng Xingya's eyes were tingling, his body trembled, and he immediately put away the secret technique of breaking the pupil of delusion.

"What a terrifying divine soul power!"

Wind Star Cliff was surprised.

He licked his lips, and instead of being annoyed, he seemed more and more excited, as if he had found a tempting prey.

Feng Muyun and Feng Shan Lake gasped.

Breaking the Delusion Divine Pupil is a forbidden secret technique of their clan, and it is rumored that it can see through Zhou Tian's delusion and gain insight into the foundation of all souls.

But now, it was blocked by a Tongshou realm king!

"Just the three of you?"

On the top of the black mountain, Su Yi put away the Dao seal that had only been half-refined, and stood up, with a hint of displeasure on his eyebrows.

If someone is disturbed like this, the mood will not be good.

"Yo ho, listening to this tone, he still can't look at us."

Fengxingya couldn't help but laugh, he staggered towards this side.

"However, you are wrong, this time I am the only one, it is enough."

Wind Star Cliff smiled and spoke.

His figure was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his beard was sloppy and unkempt.

But as he traveled, a terrifying force of law emerged, like wisps of ethereal silver streamer, like a dream.

And the power on his body is like a master in the world, oppressing the heavens and the earth and the turmoil in all directions.

Feng Muyun and Feng Shanhu looked at each other, their expressions were complicated, some shocked, some in awe, and some gloomy.

Wind Star Cliff, an elder of the clan's main lineage.

It is also the early stage cultivation of the Cave Realm, but the combat power of the Wind Star Cliff can easily crush these two side peers!

If you stay in the depths of this starry sky, even those characters in the late stage of the Cave Realm are not necessarily the opponents of the Wind Star Cliff!

Everything lies in the mastery of Fengxing Cliff, it is the law of Shenxun, and what is cultivated is the supreme inheritance of the Qingluan Spirit Clan!

"You?"

Su Yi laughed, "Listen to my advice, don't die, just leave, otherwise, today is your sacrifice day." ”

As an outsider, if he understands the Qingluan Spirit Clan, he thinks that no one in the world can match him.

This kind of understanding is not only the understanding of the situation of his clan, but also the insight and mastery of his clan inheritance, avenue, and secret arts!

There is no way, in his previous life, as a viewer, he once gambled against an old guy from the Qingluan Spirit Clan.

As a result, the old guy failed miserably in the fighting method and served as a mount for thousands of years in great humiliation......

"My festival day?"

Wind Star Cliff was stunned and couldn't help grinning.

He stretched out his right hand and put his thumb against his head, "Come, I just want to die!" If you can't kill me, I'll ...... Let your life be worse than death! ”

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PS: 2nd shift at 6 p.m.