Chapter 115: Yan condensed seven Xuanyu bells

Han Bing's heart moved, especially the cold air around Yan Condensation, even he was ashamed of himself.

Such a pure and cold air is extremely terrifying.

Han Jian nodded, informing the latter of everything Yan condensed.

Hearing this, Han Bing's face was strange: "Oh? In this way, isn't she Wuji's daughter-in-law? ”

Han Jian nodded: "The daughter-in-law is not counted, and now who in the entire Heavenly Domain does not know that the young master of the Feng family is about to tie the knot with Yan Ruyu, the daughter of the Yan family?" ”

"Condensation is a big deal, it's just a little concubine!"

"Humph!" Han Bing's cold sleeves were fiercely dissatisfied: "Feng Wuji, this bastard kid has such a big appetite, and the disciple of the Xuanyin Body can only become his son's concubine. ”

"Not only did you deceive Yunshuang to me, but now you let your son deceive my precious apprentice?"

When Han Jian and the others heard this, they could only smile helplessly.

It's also a loss to be cold, if you change someone to talk about Feng Wuji like this, the next second the family will definitely be uprooted in the Heavenly Domain.

The Feng family carried the handle and cultivated to be a ruthless person in the God Emperor Realm, how could he be in vain?

"Weng-"

While everyone was talking, Xuanyu rang out again.

This time, it is destined that there will be one more young supreme in the heavenly domain.

Han Jian, Han Bing Leng and the others' faces changed.

Especially in the snow, the cold flew up into the sky, his hands became seals, and the cold air in a radius began to gather in his palms.

In a flash.

Everything in the entire Xuanbing Gate seemed to be frozen.

Only the breath on Yan Condensing's body was beating, constantly enjoying the baptism of the cold air.

Outside the Xuanbing Gate.

Above the Black Dragon.

Feng Moyuan was sitting on the bed, and Su Mu'er was having all kinds of boring entertainment.

After a bit of respite.

Su Mu'er's face was ruddy, and a pure power surged towards her abdomen in the dantian in her body.

Cultivation actually began to improve under the collision of this force.

Feng Moyuan's joking voice sounded: "How does Mu'er feel, you can improve your cultivation by fighting with your son, are you happy!" ”

When Su Mu'er heard this, her face became even more ruddy.

The little face was like an apple, and he hurriedly hid in Su Mu'er's arms.

Ye Beixuan raised his eyelids lazily and stood up slowly.

"The Xuanbing Gate has arrived."

The words fell, and the two of them got up together and came to the outside of the black dragon chariot.

As far as the eye can see, the Tianbing Gate is covered with snow, and the snowflakes are condensed in the air, as if time has been frozen.

Feng Moyuan gently pinched Xuanyang Longyu with his right hand, and a smile flashed at the corner of his mouth.

"Condensation, I don't see it in January, like every three autumns."

A trace of power came from within the dragon jade.

"Childe, is this the sect that the master mother is looking for for Sister Condensing?" Su Mu'er's weak mosquito ant voice sounded.

His eyes were full of envy.

Feng Moyuan nodded, and stroked his right hand over the latter's head.

The smile on the corner of his mouth is like a spring breeze.

"Envy, after these things are resolved, Gongzi will personally choose a sect for you to ensure that you are the pearl of your palm."

Su Mu'er smiled: "Really, but I'm stupid... At this point, his gaze dimmed again.

Speaking of this problem, Feng Moyuan was helpless.

No, Su Mu'er, as the daughter of luck, will definitely not be so weak.

There must be some untapped potential, right?

It seems that we have to find a time to dig deeper.

。。。

"Xuanyu six rang... It's incredible, it's really reached six rings. ”

But before the words could be spoken, a bell rang again in the air.

"Weng-"

"Seven-seven-seven-seven?"

Everyone looked at Yan Condensation's weak figure as if they had seen a ghost.

Six rings are kings, and the last three are honored!

Anyone who can resound more than six rings will reach the lowest level of cultivation to the God King realm.

The cold of the past resounded six times, and the cultivation reached the peak of the God King Realm.

It is one of the greatest powers in the heavens.

And Yan condensation turned out to be seven, which even exceeded the cold cold.

It can be guaranteed that her future achievements will definitely not be less than cold.

"Seven?" A white figure quietly appeared beside Han Jian.

Han Jian glanced back at the latter and said with a smile: "Nan'er is out of the customs?" ”

Ling Nan nodded: "Master, who is she, it resounded seven times." ”

Han Jian said: "She? As a teacher, I can only tell you that she is from the Eight Desolations. ”

Eight wildernesses?

Ling Nan was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought for a moment, and then said in shock: "What the master said is the Eight Desolations of the Nether Realm? ”

"That barbarian land where even the Mahayana realm is the pinnacle?"

Han Jian nodded.

The Eight Desolations have always been called barbarian lands in their heavenly domain, so he has nothing to blame.

just reminded softly: "Don't use the barbarian land to describe the Eight Desolations in the future, after all, your junior sister is from the Eight Desolations." ”

Ling Nan nodded, but he couldn't hide the shock in his heart.

And Bai Yi, who was standing beside Yan Condensing, was already blindfolded.

Seven rings?

Is this a woman I can handle?

Forget it, I'd better go home and wash up and sleep.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations to the master of the cold door, and welcome another Tianjiao!"

The elders of the major sects came to congratulate one after another.

After all, the movement of the Xuanyu Seven Rings was no less than that of the Xuanshen Realm's high-level martial arts.

Han Jian's face was red, and he was also very happy in his heart.

"Okay, it's worthy of the body of Xuanyin, it actually moves the seven immortals, ringing, the girl hurriedly came up to show the old man!"

Han Bing Leng stopped and looked at the latter with ecstaty.

Yan Condensation was unmoved, just looked at the cold sword next to him.

The latter nodded and said, "This is the last master of our Xuanbing Sect, the current Supreme Elder, and also your master. ”

In the last sentence, the cold sword used force.

As soon as the words fell, a few old men next to him were not happy.