The White Wolf King stayed in the 'Spirit Beast Jade Fu' and had been sleeping for twenty days.Since devouring the Beast Pill of the 'Cold Ice Tiger King', the Wolf King's body has slowly undergone a qualitative change, and its cultivation has suddenly leaped from the second rank of the spirit level to the fourth rank of the spirit level.

In addition, the wolf king also awakened a natural supernatural ability: chasing the wind.

Each spirit beast has its own unique talent supernatural powers, and these supernatural powers, just like each person's face, are different: the talent of the divine dragon is to intimidate all beasts, the talent of the vermilion bird is to be reborn from the fire, and the talent of the white tiger is to kill all things

Not only that, some noble bloodline divine beasts, in addition to their main talents, will also awaken a lot of 'side branch talents'. is like the white ** king, its main talent is 'devouring', and the newly awakened 'chasing the wind' is his 'side branch talent'.

Ye Junlin listened to the white ** king's story, and his heart suddenly brightened, like a gust of wind, blowing away the haze in his heart, and the blue clear sky appeared above his head again.

"Xiaobai, at your current speed, how long will it take to rush to the sect at full speed?" A trace of excitement appeared on Ye Junlin's face.

"The host, it takes about two days. The White Wolf King thought for a moment, then replied slowly.

"Two days?" Ye Junlin exclaimed: "Great, two days is enough!"

"What's wrong? Ye Junlin shouted selflessly, waking up Yun Zhenyu and the others who were healing.

"Uncle Yun, let me go quickly, I have a way to rush back to the sect quickly. Ye Junlin said excitedly.

Yun Zhenyu was skeptical, but he still had the attitude of giving it a try, ordered the eagle, and stopped on the ground.

The 'Spirit Beast Jade Talisman' on Ye Junlin's chest shone brightly, and then the Wolf King, who had been huge, jumped out. After the wolf king was promoted, his body also grew to more than five meters long, and his snow-white fur became more shiny.

When Yun Zhenyu saw the White Wolf King, he was instantly startled, took out the flame sledgehammer, and was about to rush forward. Fortunately, Yang Gongcheng stopped him in time, otherwise he would be embarrassed as an elder.

"King's Landing, is this your spirit beast mount?" Yun Zhenyu was still in disbelief.

Seeing the situation, Ye Junlin said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle, Xiaobai has been with me for several months." ”

"My good man, this wolf king is only afraid that it can withstand the combat power of the 'Sect Protector Elder'. Yun Zhenyu was secretly surprised.

Fan Jun frowned and looked at the White Wolf King carefully. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, the look of shock in his old eyes instantly overflowed like a tide.

"Oh my God! It's a Heavenly Wolf Divine Beast!" Fan Jun's heart was like a river bursting its embankment, surging up. He looked at Ye Junlin's eyes and became a little more awe-inspired.

"This son really has an incomparable opportunity against the sky. Fan Jun thought deeply.

"Senior, I think I might have to ask you for help this time. "Just when Fan Jun was stunned, Ye Junlin said quite shyly.

"It's okay, the old man is also just moving his muscles and bones to get used to this body. Fan Jun said, and his shocked look disappeared in an instant.

"So, here we go. Ye Junlin said to Yun Zhenyu, rode on the White Wolf King, and galloped away. Fan Jun did not ride on the White Wolf King, because he chose to fly in the sky.

Those who have cultivated to reach the 'Xuanwang Level' will be able to control the aura of heaven and earth, hold up their bodies, and thus travel between heaven and earth. The cultivation of Fan Jun's soul had already recovered to the 'high-level Xuan King', but due to the limitations of the 'Zhao Jie's body, he could only exert the strength of the 'low-level Xuan King'.

Even so, it was enough for him to gallop in the 'Red Sky Mortal Domain'.

Yun Zhenyu looked at Fan Jun who was flying in the sky, and his jaw was about to fall to the ground in surprise.

"King Xuan! King Xuan! In the 10,000-year history of the Chixiao Mortal Domain, there has never been a King Xuan!" Yun Zhenyu watched silently, but he was secretly surprised in his heart: "It seems that this time the sect has been saved." ”

"By the way, who is this young man?" Yun Zhenyu suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and asked Yang Gongchengdao.

"The body is 'Zhao Jie', but I think the soul in the body should be mortal's. Yang Gongcheng tilted his head sideways and thought about it, and then boldly deduced.

Everyone agrees with Yang Gongcheng's idea. Because, only this 'bold' conjecture can make sense.

The so-called 'chasing the wind', as the name suggests, is a wind with a speed comparable to that of a Mercedes. The awakening of the wolf king's talent instantly increased its speed by dozens of times. Ye Junlin rode on the back of the wolf king, only to feel that the flowers and trees, mountains, forests, rivers and lakes beside him were all retreating rapidly.

The spirit beasts within a radius of dozens of miles smelled the breath of the wolf king and felt the terrifying coercion of the wolf king, so they avoided it far away, for fear that it would become food in the wolf king's mouth a moment later.

Fan Jun flew in the air, and his speed was not much slower than that of the White Wolf King. Ye Junlin looked at Fan Jun and secretly admired: "He really deserves to be a master of the 'Xuanwang Rank'." ”

Fan Jun looked at Ye Junlin's envious expression, his expression suddenly became serious, and he only heard him say solemnly: "Boy, there is nothing to envy, with your talent, the 'Xuan King Rank' will definitely not be your limit." ”

After listening to this, Ye Junlin nodded solemnly.

His eyes were full of eagerness, and the pinnacle of martial arts was his pursuit

Just when Ye Junlin and the others were hurrying quickly, the 'Purple Cloud Sea' was already very nervously busy. Because the succession ceremony of each sect master will be the most grand and prosperous era in the hundred years of the sect.

Up and down the Ziyun Sea, from the outer disciples, to the inner deacons, to the 'Zhenzong elders' of the sect, they all have their own responsibilities.

Murong Mingyu stood at the highest point of the 'Donglai Hall' and looked into the distance. The direction in which his gaze fell was the direction in which the 'Tomb of the Mortal Monarch' appeared.

"Don't worry. Murong Yuelun stood behind him and comforted him softly: "Those boys are all extremely hard-headed people, they won't die so easily." ”

Murong Mingyu let out a long sigh and said rather melancholy: "I hope so." ”

I don't know why, there is always a feeling of uneasiness in his heart, as if he is hinting at him that something big is going to happen.

"Father. Murong Mingyu asked, "Am I really suitable for the position of this sect master, aren't you worried that the thousand-year-old foundation of the 'Purple Cloud Sea' will be destroyed in my hands?"

"Hmph!" Murong Yuelun laughed, and then looked into the distance, as if recalling something: "Back then, when I was appointed to become the sect master, I also had the same melancholy as you, for fear that I would not be able to do this position well and disgrace my ancestors. ”

Murong Yuelun paused, and said with emotion: "However, it has been proved that as long as a person has the sect in his heart, there will be countless sages who will come out to help him, and the sect will continue to prosper." ”

Murong Mingyu's face gradually softened, and his brows stretched slightly.

"After you become the sect master, there is Yun Zhenyu externally, your eldest brother internally, the elders and us old guys, aren't there still 'little geniuses' like Ye Junlin and Yang Gongcheng in the lower generations? After Murong Yuelun finished speaking, he patted Murong Mingyu on the shoulder and turned to leave.

Murong Mingyu recalled Murong Yuelun's words, and suddenly there was some different kind of strength in his heart.

Just when Murong Mingyu was feeling the sorrow of spring and autumn, behind the 'Donglai Palace', in the wine cellar of the 'Purple Cloud Sea', two black figures, like two ghosts, sneakily appeared next to a jar of fine wine.

I can also think with my toes that one of the two must be Luoyi.

At this time, Luo Yi held a bag of medicinal powder in his hand and looked nervously at the entrance of the wine cellar.

"Old ghost, are you sure these potions will work?" asked Luo Yi to another dark shadow.

"Hmph!" the black shadow seemed to be very angry, only to hear him snort coldly, and then said in annoyance: "If you can't believe the old man, forget it!"

The black shadow turned around and wanted to leave, but Luo Yi hurriedly said, "Lord Ghost, stop your anger, stop your anger, I'm not doing this just in case." ”

"Hmph!" The black shadow snorted coldly again, patted his chest and said: "Old man's 'cartilage powder', as long as you drink it, even if it is a strong person of the 'Xuan Ling Level', there will be no trace of Xuan power within three days!"

"Good. Luo Yi was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the medicinal powder into every jar of wine one by one.

After doing this, an evil smile appeared on Luo Yi's face: "Murong Mingyu, do you think you can become the sect master smoothly?"

The black shadow looked at Luo Yi with a disdainful look on his face, only to hear him say coldly: "Luo Yi, I woke you up, if you don't give me the 'Martial Emperor Remnant Map' after the matter is completed, you will feel better." ”

"After the matter is completed, Luo Yi will definitely present the 'Remnant Diagram of Emperor Wu' with both hands. Luo Yi said, a fierce light flashed in his eyes