Outside the [Tianfeng Clan] Holy Land, a Yuanying-level battle broke out after all.

As soon as Zhou Yang made a move, it was the [Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler], a sixth-order high-grade magic weapon, and he didn't spare his hand at all because the other party was Jiang Fengxian's grandfather.

In fact, he didn't dare to keep his hand, Jiang Fengxian's grandfather was almost comparable to the sixth-layer monk of Yuanying in cultivation, and if he wanted to beat the other party without using the [Vermilion Bird Fan], it was very difficult in itself, how could he dare to keep his hand.

Most of the barbarian alien races are not good at refining weapons, and their strength is all on all kinds of powerful spells.

Although Jiang Fengxian's grandfather used a feather-shaped weapon when he attacked Zhou Yang before, in fact, his strength was still on the various spells and magical powers cultivated by relying on the phoenix bloodline.

He didn't know what kind of magical power he had cultivated, but when Zhou Yang sacrificed the magic weapon of [Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler], he was able to detect the attack trajectory in advance, so that Zhou Yang's first blow was dodged by him.

Then as soon as the colorful phoenix wings behind him fanned, a cyan wind blew in the sky, and a thick pillar of wind connecting the sky and the earth suddenly took shape with Zhou Yang as the center.

Zhou Yang, who was in the center of the wind pillar, suddenly felt like he was stuck in a quagmire, and he almost couldn't control his body from being swept away by the wind pillar.

"Give me a crackdown!"

His face changed, and with a low shout, a seven-story pagoda instantly rose above his head, releasing ten thousand golden lights to protect himself in it, and immediately dispersed the power of the wind pillar from his body.

But in fact, this wind pillar was just a delaying trick of the white-haired old man, and when Zhou Yang sacrificed his natal weapon to suppress the wind pillar, he had already completed the accumulation process of the second spell.

The sound of Qingyue's phoenix suddenly sounded in the sky, and a flame phoenix with a wingspan of more than ten zhang screamed as the white-haired old man finished casting the spell, and swooped straight towards Zhou Yang in the pillar of wind.

The fire phoenix threw itself into the pillar of wind, and suddenly the wind helped the fire, turning the originally cyan pillar of wind into a pillar of wind and fire.

Under the squeeze of this powerful force of wind and fire, most of the golden light falling from the [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] was wiped out at once, and the blazing waves of fire made Zhou Yang feel hot all over his body through the shield.

But these were not enough to make him change color, what really made his complexion change greatly was that after the white-haired old man performed this trick, he recited a pinching trick in his mouth to attract the aura of heaven and earth to prepare a more powerful spell.

Naturally, he couldn't let the other party continue like this.

"Broken!"

I saw that his mind moved, and a large earthy yellow seal as big as a hill rose into the air and smashed out directly in front of him.

Wherever the Great Seal passed, the power of wind and fire was all dissipated.

And Zhou Yangren moved with the seal, and rushed out of the Wind and Fire Heavenly Pillar in one fell swoop.

As soon as the others came out, they directly flicked their sleeves and threw out three red-gold fire thunderbolts at the white-haired old man.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man immediately had a seven-colored phoenix wing behind him, and in an instant, a seven-colored spiritual light that Zhou Yang was extremely familiar with came to the air, and exploded the three [Xuantian Fire Thunder Beads] in the middle of the way.

At this moment, the spell carefully prepared by the white-haired old man had also been completed.

I saw him wave his hand at Zhou Yang with a sneer on his face, and the large amount of heaven and earth aura gathered by his spell quickly turned into a colorful thick pillar of light and shot towards Zhou Yang.

Not good!

The powerful spiritual power fluctuations emitted by the multicolored pillar of light made Zhou Yang's complexion change greatly.

He hurriedly pinched the trick to display the "Demon Suppression Golden Light" that he had obtained from his penance, and urged the [Evil Ward Off Treasure Clothes] on his body with all his might, causing it to break away from his body at once, turning into a ball of light composed of countless golden runes and wrapping himself in it.

Rumble!

After a loud bang, the rune ball of light formed by the [Treasure Clothes to Ward Off Evil Spirits] burst in response, and re-transformed into a dim magic robe and draped over Zhou Yang's body.

Obviously, although he relied on this magic robe just now to block this pillar of light that was comparable to a blow from a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, it also caused the spiritual power of the magic robe to drop greatly, temporarily losing its defensive effect.

Even so, for Zhou Yang being able to block his charged blow so easily, the white-haired old man's face clearly showed a look of consternation.

"What a powerful defensive weapon!"

"But your magic weapon has been injured by the old man, so let's see what else you can use to resist the old man's attack. ”

He said coldly, rubbing his hands, several thick silver arcs suddenly appeared in his hands, and shot straight towards Zhou Yang.

At the same time, he himself had wings behind him, and suddenly turned into a wisp of wind and left the place, appearing more than ten miles away.

And where he left, a purple-gold ring ruler broke out of the air, but it was here that he pounced.

"Being able to see through spatial fluctuations, is this a bloodline talent or some kind of supernatural effect?"

The golden fire on Zhou Yang's body flashed, and he used the [Qianyang Heavenly Fire Cover] to block the silver arc attack, and then looked at the white-haired old man with surprised eyes, and asked in a low voice the doubts in his heart.

It was the first time since he had refined this [Purple Gold Qiankun Ruler] that he had missed twice on the same person.

One miss, it can also be said that the white-haired old man is a fluke, but two consecutive misses are obviously not explained by the word "luck".

"Hmph, it doesn't hurt to tell you, the old man has already cultivated the [Tianfeng Divine Eyes], how can you hide this shallow trick from the old man!"

The white-haired old man snorted coldly, raised his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang, his eyes flashed, it was indeed some kind of pupil magic.

However, he was obviously a little proud, and while the two of them looked at each other, the golden red light in Zhou Yang's eyes flashed, and two flames burst out in an instant and submerged into his body.

"Ahh

The [Silent Soul Burning Divine Light] supernatural power, which has not been used for a long time, has made a great contribution this time.

Taking advantage of the white-haired old man's soul being injured, Zhou Yang pinched the magic trick in his hand, and in an instant, a red-golden divine thunder fell towards the white-haired old man.

He didn't expect that his [Nine Heavens Qianyang Demon Slayer God Thunder], which was not even in the realm of Xiaocheng, would be able to cause much damage to the white-haired old man, but he just used this trick to shock the magic force to prevent him from using the Wind Escape Technique to escape for his life again.

At the same time as the divine thunder fell, his natal magic weapon [Qianyang Golden Pagoda] had already swept towards the white-haired old man.

At the same time, with a low roar in his mouth, his body instantly transformed into a half-dragon and half-human form, and then with a wave of his fists, a blue-golden blue dragon roared out and flew towards the white-haired old man.

"Boy dare!"

The white-haired old man roared with a hideous face, forcibly endured the pain on his soul, and with a wave of his hands, he took out three long feathers of red, yellow and blue and hit the golden pagoda and the dragon.

In the hands of the [Heavenly Phoenix Clan] people, these feathers are similar to the spirit runes used by human monks, and they are sealed with a powerful spell.

And the feather that can be used by the white-haired old man in the fighting method, the spell sealed inside is, of course, the sixth rank.

I saw that the three feathers quickly exploded in the air, and in an instant, a red fire phoenix, an earthy yellow mountain peak, and a cyan wind blade were formed.

The fire phoenix soared into the sky and fought directly with the blue-golden dragon.

The earthy yellow peaks hit the golden pagoda in mid-air, showing an even momentum.

The cyan wind blade with a long length went straight to Zhou Yang himself, and it had the momentum of cutting him in two.

Although Zhou Yang was extremely confident in his physical defense at this time, he didn't want to be attacked by that cyan wind blade, and when he beckoned the imperial envoy [Thick Earth Sealing Heavenly Seal] to block in front of him, he scattered it out of his body.

Then he opened his mouth and directly sacrificed the [Qianyang Orb], turning into a golden fireball the size of a human head and smashing it towards the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man originally used three feathers sealed with spells, and was reciting words to prepare a new spell, when he saw the golden fireball flying, he had no choice but to temporarily stop casting the spell, and with a fan of his wings behind his back, he once again released a seven-colored aura of talent and divine power and swept towards the golden fireball.

But this time, his seven-colored aura like golden oil failed to stabilize the golden fireball, and he was suddenly rushed out of the confinement by the golden fireball and continued to smash at him.

Seeing this scene, a trace of panic suddenly appeared on his face, and he hurriedly pinched the spell to use the wind escape technique to avoid the fireball.

But as soon as he began to cast a spell, a little golden light suddenly appeared on him in a strange way, and quickly turned into a golden flame that enveloped him.

This time scared him half to death, and he didn't know how he was tricked, so he could only hurriedly interrupt the spell casting, and desperately mobilize the mana of his whole body to extinguish the golden flames on his body.

Fortunately, although these golden flames were of extremely high quality, they could not obtain mana replenishment from Zhou Yang, and they were quickly extinguished by him with powerful mana.

But at this time, the golden fireball had already appeared above his head without any interception.

At this moment, it was too late for him to cast any more spells, so he could only mobilize the mana of his whole body to inject into a pair of colorful phoenix wings behind him, releasing a rich seven-colored aura and turning into a seven-colored light shield to protect himself in it.

Thundered!

After an earth-shattering explosion, the white-haired old man flew out hundreds of feet directly with a backshot of blood from his mouth.

Zhou Yang was unforgiving, he didn't care that the white-haired old man had been injured by himself, his body moved, and quickly appeared next to the white-haired old man who flew out, and he smashed heavily on the white-haired old man's chest with a single punch, directly smashing all the ribs on his chest, and the entire chest was sunken inward to form a fist print.

"Stop!"

"Hugh hurts my father!"

The angry shouts came to mind one after another from outside the battlefield, and the [Tianfeng Clan] Great Elder Qing Lan and Patriarch Xuan Yu, who were originally fighting on the outside, appeared in the battlefield in an instant, and the two of them locked on Zhou Yang from afar, ready to strike at any time.

"Don't worry, although the injuries on his body are serious, they are not to the point of death, as long as [Nirvana] can be recovered once!"

Zhou Yang glanced at the two of them, and as soon as his body moved, he left the white-haired old man's side.

"Young people are so ruthless!"

The old woman looked at Zhou Yang with a gloomy face, her voice was extremely cold, obviously she was really angry.

An existence comparable to a monk in the late Yuan Infant period was furious, and Zhou Yang, who was facing Fang Fury's anger, immediately felt the pressure.

His throat rolled, swallowed slightly, and finally arched his hand towards the other party and said: "Life and death fight, I really don't dare to keep my hand, there are many offenses, and I hope my predecessors will understand." ”

"Hey, what an understanding!"

The old woman sneered, and was even more annoyed by Zhou Yang's answer.

Beat people to serious injuries in front of her, and let her understand, do you really think she has no anger?

However, just when she was hesitating to teach Zhou Yang a lesson by herself, Jiang Fengxian suddenly walked to Zhou Yang's side and took over the words of both parties.

"Great Elder Qinglan, this battle was personally allowed by you, and now that the winner has been decided, should you make a ruling?"

Looking at Jiang Fengxian with a serious face, the old woman's mood was extremely bad.

The haze in her eyes flashed, and she didn't answer Jiang Fengxian's words, but said coldly: "The old body will heal the second elder first, and then come to deal with you after the second elder recovers." ”

After speaking, she didn't care whether Jiang Fengxian agreed or not, and directly instructed the fourth elder Feng Xuan: "Fourth elder, they will be handed over to you to entertain, don't let them wander around in the holy land!"

Then he left here with the white-haired old man and Jiang Fengxian's father, Xuan Yu.

And Feng Xuan, who got her orders, after she left, spread his hands to Zhou Yang and the three of them with a cold face, made a gesture of "please" and said lightly: "The words of the Great Elder, the three of them also heard it, and please don't make it difficult for the three of you!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yang and Jiang Fengxian couldn't help but glance at each other, but they didn't say anything and followed Feng Xuan back to the Holy Land and lived in a tree house on top of a fifth-order spirit tree.

Entering the tree house, Zhou Yang casually laid down a barrier to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping, and then looked at Jiang Fengxian with a straight face and asked, "Fengxian, what do you think in your heart?" You also saw the attitude of that Qinglan Great Elder, it is impossible for her to let you take your father!"

However, when Jiang Fengxian heard his words, she replied with great affirmation: "She will agree!"

"Why, what?"

Zhou Yang looked at the beautiful woman in front of him deeply, his face was full of doubts, and he didn't understand where Jiang Fengxian's confidence came from.

Jiang Fengxian didn't want to tell him the reason, just looked at him affectionately and said: "Zhou Lang, your concubine body already knows your intentions, and your kind concubine body has also understood it, let the concubine body handle the next thing by herself, you better go back to accompany Sister Xiao Ying first!"

Zhou Yang's face suddenly changed greatly, and he shouted angrily with displeasure on his face: "What are you talking about! How can I rest assured that you are here alone? Since we have come here together, we naturally want to go back together!"

"It's not that the concubine is here alone, but the concubine and Feng'er are here. ”

Jiang Fengxian shook her head slightly, looked at him apologetically and whispered: "Zhou Lang, so far, the concubine body will not hide it from you, Feng'er's hidden dangers on her body must be solved with the help of a secret place of the [Tianfeng Clan], once she enters that secret place, before she really gets married, I am afraid that she will not be able to come out, and it is a waste of time for you to stay here!"

"You ......"

Zhou Yang's face flashed with anger, and finally he couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and pointed at Jiang Fengxian with a blue face and shouted angrily: "You have planned it a long time ago, haven't you? You have already planned to let Feng'er join the [Tianfeng Clan], don't you? Do you want to part with me so much?"

He had never spoken to Jiang Fengxian in such a stern tone, which showed how annoyed he was now.

Not only him, but even Jiang Yufeng, who had also been kept in the dark, looked at Jiang Fengxian with an ugly face and shouted: "Mother, is what Dad said true? Why are you doing this!"

"Feng'er, mother, this is all for your good!"

Jiang Fengxian looked at her daughter with pity, and explained in a low voice: "You are different from your mother, the phoenix blood on your body is too rich, even if it is those half-demons, the bloodline is not as rich as yours, if you don't practice the special exercises of the [Heavenly Phoenix Clan] and control the phoenix blood in your body, when you get married, you will either be completely assimilated by the phoenix blood into a demon beast, or you will go crazy because of the bloodline conflict!"

After speaking, she turned her gaze back to Zhou Yang's face, and said apologetically: "Zhou Lang, don't blame the concubine for hiding from you, the concubine has only discovered in recent years that Feng'er's situation is much more serious than I imagined, I know that you have always felt guilty about Feng'er, and you don't want her to leave your side again, but this matter really can't be delayed any longer, otherwise, with Feng'er's cultivation speed, it won't take a hundred years to face that kind of situation that you and I don't want to see!"

"Is there any evidence for all this, and how can I trust you again?"

Zhou Yang looked at the pillow man with an ugly face, and he no longer dared to believe in her as 100% as before.

Jiang Fengxian saw his attitude, and his heart was also painful, and he couldn't help but turn his head and said in a deep voice: "Of course there is evidence, the concubine will prove it to you!"