Within the vast cloud boundary, time passed bit by bit.

In the endless containment, there is supreme coercion, like an ancient beast dancing the sun and the moon is sleeping, and it will suddenly wake up at some point, slaughtering all the people and killing thousands of miles of blood, so that people naturally have a trace of retreat.

At this time, the sea of clouds rolled, and a vast voice slowly came out of it: "Trialist, the Eighteen Wind Spirit Guards have not appeared, you can still have a trace of vitality, give you a chance to leave quickly, otherwise, if the sword is unsheathed, it will not be stained with blood and not collected!"

There is a strong coercion in the voice, like a hundred bronze bells ringing in unison, ringing in the ears of Ao Shuang.

His face immediately turned pale, and he saw that Ao Shuang's figure sitting on the stone platform had a slight shake for a certain period of time, and he hurriedly gathered his mind in a hurry, and after dispelling the sound of the bell ringing in his ears, he recovered.

The test has not really begun, and the sixth realm of the Seven Realms of Wind and Cloud has only revealed the strength of the tip of the iceberg, but it has made De Aoshuang a little flustered, perhaps this is also a warning to him, do what you can, and stop in moderation.

The sword, once unsheathed, will not be stained with blood and will not be collected!

Could it be that the person who spoke already thinks that he is destined to eat himself?

However, although Ao Shuang was also a little nervous at this time, when he heard the thick disdain in his voice, his eyes still narrowed slightly, and a trace of heavy pure black aura flickered, revealing a kind of strength that did not admit defeat.

In this cruel world of survival rules, this is the case, treating each other with sincerity may not necessarily be able to exchange for equal returns, but may be scolded as a stupid fork, on the contrary, the strength of a really powerful warrior, no matter how they treat people, others can't say any words, most of the reason, or they don't dare at all.

It's like the battle between Ao Shuang and Kenzi at that time.

If Ao Shuang hadn't created a killing abuse when he first entered the Fengyun Domain, I'm afraid that everyone would have insulted him madly after learning about the fight between him and Jianzi, after all, Jianzi has been famous for a long time, and Ao Shuang, a person who has no edge for broken shoes and no number for straw shoes, still wants to go against the sky?

But it was because everyone understood the strength of Aoshuang that everyone was interested in the battle between the two, and on the day of the battle, everyone in the Fengyun Domain was present to observe the battle of the two kings.

Therefore, Ao Shuang has never been such a submissive person, if someone wants to challenge his bottom line, you can try it!

"Eighteen Wind Lingwei? What is that? I haven't heard of it at all, okay, don't sell it, I don't know how many times you've said this line, what's the trick to show up quickly, it's impossible for me to take half a step back." ”

Ao Shuang shook his head and stared at the sea of clouds in front of him: "When I am really defeated, no matter what you say, I can't say anything, but if you are defeated by me, then your current words may not be as good as bullshit!"

As the words fell, the entire sea of clouds fell silent in an instant, as if the sea was frozen.

Such a strange scene lasted for five breaths before it was broken by an earth-shattering roar.

"Boy, you dare me to say that my words are not as good as bullshit?!

The roar of anger seemed to throw a million-pound boulder to the silent sea, and immediately set off a huge Lang that turned the sky, the sea of clouds rolled, and under the horizontal of the Qi Lang, the endless cloud attribute power converged into the sky, and the vast scene was like a dream.

"Hiss......"

Even Ao Shuang, after seeing the earth-shaking scene in front of him, couldn't help but take a deep breath again, and hurriedly used the Great Demon Prisoner Heavenly Skill, driving the strong spiritual power to wrap his body in, blocking the cloud attribute power around him.

After a while, a phantom statue dozens of feet high was condensed in the sky, and those wind attribute powers that seemed to be like substance, between the surges, vividly outlined the appearance of an old man, which was extremely realistic.

The old man had white hair, wide forehead and big ears, sitting cross-legged in the sea of clouds, glaring at Ao Shuang, as if he was really angry with the former, and the cloud attribute power that stretched through the entire space around him was like a ghost.

And when the figure of the old man completely appeared, a coercion, when even the overwhelming Xiang Aoshuang pressed over, after blocking the surrounding space for the first time, like the tentacles of an octopus, the sky darkened a little.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of fresh ~ blood, when even the arrogant mouth spit out, his face instantly turned pale, at this time, he had a feeling of being suppressed by the entire sky, and the qi and blood in his body were churning, and even overflowed through every pore.

"Ahem......"

With a dry cough, several blood arrows spurted out, the arrogance with his head down, his body trembled slightly, his face was black and terrifying, and in the depths of his eyes, dense blood beads faintly appeared, with signs that filled the entire eye socket.

"Huh? This is ...... Crazy Forbidden?!"

The old man exclaimed, obviously he saw the arrogant state at this time, and after feeling the murderous aura that made him palpitate, his expression couldn't help but be much more solemn, and then he took back the coercion released and looked at the young man in front of him.

No matter what the old man thought, after this coercion finally disappeared, Ao Shuang suddenly felt his body loosen, but because the whole person had been tense just now, now this power suddenly dispersed, and he almost fell backwards, but after reaching the second level of the realm of treacherous steps, Ao Shuang was also much more flexible than before, and his right foot suddenly kicked the stone platform, and finally stopped the trend of falling.

"Are you...... You're a demon?!"

It seemed that the old man had discovered something from Ao Shuang's body, but it was obvious that his discovery made him extremely shocked, otherwise it would be impossible to have a trace of panic between his words, and his brows were tightly wrinkled together.

Speaking of this, he nodded again: "No wonder, no wonder you can trigger the promotion realm, and it is also the most dangerous one of them, the people of the demon clan reappear in the Lingyu Continent, it seems that it will not take long, and it will be another bloody storm......"

The old man's words immediately attracted Ao Shuang, and he didn't care about the trauma in his body, and hurriedly asked: "You mean, if I am not a member of the demon race, I can't trigger this crazy demon forbidden?

At this time, the old man, after knowing Ao Shuang's identity, no longer cared about his insulting words, and after pondering for a long time, he nodded: "That's right, if you are not a member of the demon race, it is impossible to trigger the mad demon forbidden!"

Since he was able to appear in the Cloud Realm of the Seven Realms of Wind and Cloud, he must have been a powerhouse in ancient times, and listening to his affirmative tone, he really knew something about it, otherwise he was joking with himself?

"How do you know?"

The old man glanced at Ao Shuang again, and seemed to see some shadows of people in the past from the latter's body.

"You can break into here, I think you are also a disciple from a big sect, you should have some understanding of some things that happened in ancient times, so it's okay, so I don't have to talk to you, it will feel very difficult. ”

The old man paused, and continued: "The old man is the master of Xiaofengyun, everyone in the world calls me Yunlan Sage, this figure completely condensed by the power of the cloud attribute is actually just an afterimage, which can only last for a short time......"

The master of the laughing storm?!

This news made De Aoshuang couldn't help but look moved, after all, Xiao Fengyun was too rebellious, after all, he had the qualifications to climb the emperor realm, and his master must not be a vulgar person, otherwise it would be impossible to train such an excellent disciple.

If a martial artist's strength wants to reach a certain extremely high level, it does have a lot to do with his own efforts, but some related factors can also have a great impact on him, either soaring into the sky or slumping.

Apprenticeship, this word, whether it is in the Lingyu Continent or on the earth, almost everyone is familiar with it.

And why apprenticeship, to put it simply, is nothing more than two points, the first point is to learn something, and the second point is to find a backer.

It may be a bit narrow-minded, but it is true.

But what kind of person is Xiao Fengyun? It is impossible for him to defeat Yun Lan as a teacher, he just found a backer, his strength is obvious to all, what kind of backer do you need to find? If he is really looking for a backer, he can only find the Demon Emperor and the Five Elements Emperor......

This means that Yun Lan must also be a strong person with both ability and political integrity, otherwise it would be impossible to make De Xiaofeng Fengyun worship under his door, and he can still appear in the cloud realm of the Seven Realms of Fengyun.

Seeing Ao Shuang's expression that suddenly became solemn, Yun Lan's eyes were also filled with a hint of pride, but faintly, there was also a trace of regret, and Wu sighed to himself: "Fengyun, God is jealous of talents, kill heroes!"

Although Ao Shuang didn't know what level this Yun Lan belonged to, according to the name of 'saint', he was also a saint-level powerhouse, and to be able to let out such a long sigh of regret, the relationship between the two must be excellent.

A teacher for one day and a father for life, the relationship between the two may have long gone beyond the scope of master and apprentice.

And to be able to cultivate a disciple like Xiao Fengyun, which master wouldn't be proud? After thinking about what happened to him, almost everyone would feel a kind of pity, maybe it was really as Yun Lan said, God was jealous of talent.

"Don't talk about him......"

After all, Yun Lan's age is there, and everything in the world is in his eyes, and he will be relieved over time, but Ao Shuang still feels that Xiao Fengyun's death has hit him very hard, to the point that he can't be completely relieved.

At this time, there was a strong sense of vicissitudes in his demeanor, and his expression was inexplicable.

In this case, Ao Shuang naturally didn't want to continue to ask anything, so he could only wait quietly.

After half a ring, Yun Lan finally eased up from the sad atmosphere, and said calmly: "This news, naturally, it can't be groundless, it is exactly what the Demon Emperor said back then, if there are no more demon people in the Lingyu Continent, there will be no mad demons forbidden!"