"The first head of the family?"

Whew, whew, whew, whew.

Hearing this, the people of Fengfu who were present gasped one after another.

The next moment, feeling the powerful and familiar breath of blood, many young people immediately knelt down and bowed.

"Greetings, first master!"

"Greetings, first master!"

......

A pair of eyes, looking at the phantom of the old man floating above the storm, there was a thick fanatic color in his eyes.

Not only because this old man is the founder of the Wind Mansion.

What's more, the breath emanating from this old man's body actually contains wisps of nirvana.

This shows that this first generation of family masters is definitely a strong person who has reached the Nirvana realm.

Even if it's just a wisp of distraction.

If this first generation of family heads fancy someone and give them a creation, it will definitely make them soar to the sky.

Feng Yi looked up at the phantom of the first family master, his eyes were warm and longing.

"Well, haha, okay, okay."

"It's been hundreds of years, and there has finally been a peerless demon in my Fengfu, tsk, the foundation is extremely solid, and the body actually has a mysterious atmosphere, yes, very good!"

"Hey, in this body, there is actually an innate spiritual thing, tsk, God bless my Fengfu!"

But.

Contrary to the enthusiastic eyes and expectations of many people in the Wind Mansion below.

The phantom of the old man stood in the void, and he didn't even glance in the direction of the Wind Mansion.

But.

As soon as it appears.

Those eyes were firmly fixed on Lin Ming's body, stroking his beard and sighing, his eyes were shining, full of appreciation and relief.

Hearing the old man's words, and then seeing the old man's expression and the direction he was looking at, the entire Fengfu was silent.

Shame, shame, anger, jealousy!

All kinds of emotions make these Fengfu people almost go crazy!

"You're the master of the Contemporary Wind House?"

Suddenly.

The first generation of the Lord of the Wind Mansion in the void, his eyes were locked on Feng Xiaotian.

"The sixth generation of the head of the Feng Mansion, Feng Xiaotian has seen the first generation of the head of the family."

Feng Xiaotian hurriedly responded.

"This son, a talented demon, can be positioned as the next master of the Wind Mansion, and he will inevitably lead my Wind Mansion to glory."

The first generation of the Lord of the Wind Mansion in the void said with a smile.

Hear the words.

Feng Xiaotian's face was also extremely ugly, and the shame, depression, and killing intent in his heart were churning.

"Huh?"

"My words, not good?"

The old man was illusory, and his voice was slightly cold.

"Nope."

Feng Xiaotian showed a trace of cold sweat on his face and said, "No, you misunderstood. This ......"

He really couldn't open his mouth.

He was the master of the Wind Mansion, and he actually let an outsider enter his Wind Mansion, captured the Wind Spirit, and was refining.

And.

It was also recognized by the first Lord of the Wind House.

Even, to determine Lin Ming as the next master of the Wind Mansion, if this is spread out, it will definitely be a great shame for him Feng Mansion!

"Old Ancestor, that kid is not a person from my Fengfu at all, but a thief, who wants to seize the innate spiritual objects of my Fengfu!"

The wind was about to blow up.

Jealousy, humiliation, and murderous intent almost carried him away.

The eyes that looked at Lin Ming were full of resentment.

"What, he's not from my Fengfu?"

Hear the words.

The phantom of the old man floating in the void was also startled, and then, the gentle appreciation on his face just now all receded.

"A bunch of waste!"

"What do you make to eat, you can't even keep the foundation of my Feng Mansion, it's all waste!"

The old man in the void said angrily.

"He's from the Tianyun royal family?"

The old man's eyes were cold, staring at Lin Ming.

There are still some fears.

"No, Old Ancestor, this son is an indigenous monk from a remote place, and he doesn't have any background or power at all!"

Before waiting for the Lord of the Wind Mansion, Feng Xiaotian replied.

That Feng Yi shouted first.

Now.

How he hoped that Lin Ming would be killed ruthlessly, otherwise, the person who died would be him.

Feng Xiaotian glanced at Feng one by one viciously.

This idiot!

Doesn't that mean they're a bunch of waste?

Wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous to let an indigenous monk take away the innate spiritual objects of their Fengfu!

Around.

Some of the high-level officials of the Feng Mansion, when they looked at Feng Yi, their eyes were also cold, this idiot actually overstepped the current mansion lord and reported to the first generation of the mansion lord.

Broken the taboo.

"A group of stupid pigs actually let a small foreign mongrel get their hands on the treasures inherited by my Fengfu, I want you to save the innate spiritual objects at any cost!"

The phantom of the first generation of the mansion lord shouted.

Although his strength is extremely weak, his residual power still exists.

Hear the words.

The people of Fengfu who were present had a great shame burning in their hearts, but when they looked at Lin Ming in their eyes, they were full of murderous intent.

No doubt.

This time, they repented.

Even if Lin Ming was able to subdue that innate spirit object, then they would definitely not let the young man take this thing away.

"Do it!"

Now.

The wind blade in that Wind Valley, perhaps because Lin Ming devoured that wind spirit, gradually calmed down.

Feng Xiaotian waved his hand and ordered.

"Who dare."

At this moment, a coquettish voice came.

Whizzing.

Two figures burst directly from a distance.

Exactly, Liu Qingluan and Xia Ying.

"See Princess Qingluan, however, this seems to be a matter between my Feng family and this Lin Ming."

The Lord of the Wind Mansion said with a slightly gloomy face.

Liu Qingluan glanced at the young man in the storm speechlessly.

This guy can't be peaceful anywhere.

It's good all of a sudden.

Directly swallowed the treasures of the people's wind mansion, the soul-devouring cold wind, and wanted to refine and subdue.

That's the baby bump of Fengfu, just take it away, and people can't fight with him.

"Uncle Feng's words are wrong, you must know that this innate spiritual object is your Feng family, Feng Yi, and Lin Ming lost the gambling and compensation thing."

"And I, who was a witness in the first place, how can I not have anything to do with me?"

Liu Qingluan said.

"Yes, it is. Keep your word, otherwise, wouldn't Fengfu make the world laugh? ”

Xia Yingmei's eyes showed a hint of disdain.

This made Fengfu up and down, and his face was completely gloomy.

"Princess Qingluan, do you really want to wade into this troubled water?"

Feng Xiaotian said coldly.

Although he was jealous of Liu Qingluan's identity, behind their Feng Mansion, there was the crown prince Liu Wushuang in charge.

That is the future prince of the country, and naturally Liu Qingluan can not compare.

"Hmph, the things of my Fengfu can be touched by no one except the Tianyun Royal Family."

In that void, the floating illusory phantom of the first generation of the family master, Dao.

"Do it, please let Princess Qingluan leave."

"In addition, niece of the Xia family, hurry up and get out of my Feng Mansion, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Feng Xiaotian said coldly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

"You are bold!"

Liu Qingluan's apricot eyes were round, and she scolded coquettishly.

Meanwhile.

With a snort, a sword blade was directly unsheathed.

"Swords are like rain!"

Airplanes.

Ninety percent of the sword intent erupted directly, like rain, directly towards the Feng family powerhouse that burst in, enveloping away.

And Xia Ying also had a spear in his hand, and on it, there was a flashing edge.

Fight, direct outbreak!