"This is the feeling of the ninth order of the Dingjun period?" Feng Huayuan said, and with a wave of his hand, an ancient tree in front of him that was high into the sky was clapped up with one hand, and the trunk was in mid-air, directly shattering into slag.

After breathing for a while, Feng Huayuan looked at the void on the ground in front of him, and had a whim, the illusory big hand behind him instantly rushed into the sky, and above his head, a sound of breaking the air came out.

"Tom!" a muffled thunder exploded underground. The dirt in the air, the branches of the trees, mixed with all kinds of things, all spread out in all directions.

"What a strong strength!" Feng Huayuan secretly admired, looking at the huge hole in the ground, which was the result of his own punch.

"Congratulations to the family master for breaking through and becoming the first ninth-order Dingjun-level powerhouse in Crescent Moon City!"

"The head of the family is so old and has such strength, I am really fortunate to be a family!"

"Congratulations to the head of the family for breaking through again! In the future, I will seal the family, and I will be the first family well-deserved!"

The joyful voices of each of them came from all directions. Feng Huayuan listened to the continuous congratulatory voices, his face couldn't hold back with a smile, overlooking this familiar city, he suddenly had a feeling of trance.

"It's better to take advantage of the moment and do that now!" Feng Huayuan said to himself, and then beckoned and left.

"Grandson, come out!" Feng Huayuan, who had just broken through, was full of strength, and when he was full of qi and blood, he roared at the place where Feng Feiyu was.

"Grandson, come out!" Feng Feiyu listened to this familiar voice, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and then he guessed the strong man who didn't know his name, and the smile on his face gradually converged, turning into a cold face.

"The show is about to begin!" Feng Feiyu said with a smile, and then pinched the trick, and the Ding Qi liquid that was being purified to half in his hand instantly solidified in the Ding, as if frozen.

"What's wrong, old guy!" Feng Feiyu said with a smile, now he is a little disrespectful. Directly call Feng Huayuan an old guy. It is enough to see how good the relationship between this grandfather and grandson is.

"Little guy, didn't you say that as long as I break through, let me come to you?" Feng Huayuan's eyes squinted, and he glanced at Feng Feiyu, his eyes full of uncontrollable excitement.

"Yes, now is the time for you to establish your authority!" Feng Feiyu said, squinting at Feng Huayuan, who was full of excitement, and said, "Those thirty Dingjun stage powerhouses, I think, it's time to gather!"

"Do you want to start now? Isn't this too abrupt, not to mention, those ground-level intermediate and high-level exercises you promised, but they still haven't been fulfilled!" Feng Huayuan said with a straight face.

"Ground-level exercises, are they still beginner-level, middle-level, and rare?" Feng Feiyu looked puzzled, as if those things that could make Dingjun or even Dingzun-level monks snatch their heads were not worth mentioning to him.

"Forget it, I don't care about you!" Feng Huayuan glanced at him, but his heart was dripping blood. My God, that's an earth-level exercise, the strongest exercise in the family, it's just a local-level exercise, it's still a fragment.

But even if it's a fragment, I don't know how many people's lives were paid in the family for this exercise, and how many people are still paying attention to this exercise.

"Why is it that everything in this world is so easy to get in your mouth?, what is your origin?" Feng Huayuan muttered to himself in his heart, this can not be said on the surface.

"How about it, have you thought about it?" Feng Feiyu asked with an expectant look: "After thinking about it, it's time to go out!"

"That's the only way!" Feng Huayuan sighed secretly, listening to Feng Feiyu's words, a trace of waves appeared in his heart, and he slowly spoke: "By the way, you always say that I can advance to the Ding Emperor stage soon, so, how sure are you?"

"As big as you want, I'll be as big!" Feng Feiyu said, casting a trusting look at Feng Huayuan and said: "If you don't want to advance, you won't have too much certainty!" But if you want, then there is actually still a sixty or eighty or ten percent certainty!"

"Cough-cough-!" Feng Huayuan tried to calm himself, but the fact was that the more he wanted to calm down, the more difficult it became to calm down, but instead he affected the level that was not very stable, and coughed violently.

"Don't be so excited, when the time comes, maybe you will meet a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than you just after you advance, and a finger can make you turn into ashes in an instant!" Feng Feiyu can always pour a basin of cold water on people when they are the happiest.

"He is still like this in the ninth order of the Ding Monarch Stage, what about me, a pseudo-monk who has not even reached the Ding Death Period?" Feng Feiyu sighed bitterly in his heart, looking at the old guy in front of him, his eyes were full of grievances.

"Why do I know all the strong people, and I don't even have one who can fight against the Dingzun Stage cultivators?

"Forget it, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and the water will naturally pass to the plug! I'm afraid of fucking girls!" When he spoke again, Feng Huayuan in front of him had long been gone.

"Hey, don't be in a hurry to close the door, I have something to say!" Feng Huayuan was in front of a door that was about to close at any time, struggling to persuade the people in the door. The person who can make this ninth-order powerhouse in the Dingjun period pull down his son is naturally Feng Huayuan's best friend on weekdays.

"I just reached a critical time in my cultivation, but I didn't expect that you called me here to talk about this matter, I don't have time!" the old man said, impatiently closing the door and continuing to cultivate. But he never thought that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close the door that separated the two.

"You actually advanced to the ninth order?" the old man's tone was a little skeptical. Immediately, without waiting for Feng Huayuan to answer, a strong aura suddenly erupted between the two.

"Boom!" As this breath erupted, the door panel in front of him instantly turned into ashes and dissipated in all directions. A fist and a palm, and they were instantly handed together.

"Anyway, I haven't seen you for a few days, you old boy, you have actually advanced to the ninth order, I really don't know what kind of shit luck you encountered, otherwise, tell my brother too, it's not a bad thing to have a strong friend!" the old man said, his tone full of envy.

"Stop, put away your breath first, I've just advanced, you old boy will bang with all your strength, I'm not afraid of a punch, I'll go down!" Feng Huayuan glared at the old man angrily, only to see the other party smiling bitterly, wanting to defend himself a few points.

"Hehe, don't I want to test your specific strength!" the old man explained, and then reacted, and said with a straight face: "What you just said is that there will be a strong man who has exceeded the Dingjun stage to come to us to find trouble, is it true?"

PS: It's a bit of nonsense, well, Tang An will try to talk as little as possible in the future, or ask for a collection! This cold day, the code word is not easy, everyone will smash a few coppers after reading, and when you have saved enough, let me buy an air conditioner!