"Boom!"

There was a loud bang that shook the onlookers on the side of the martial arts arena and unconsciously took a step back, and the two figures in the ring retreated separately.

A man with a bare upper body has gray-black skin, blood vessels are like magma in stone crevices, you can see that blood is surging wildly, and the man's eyes can no longer distinguish the whites of the eyes and the pupils, more like two sparkling fires.

His opponent is a beautiful woman, a touch of lilac color at the corner of her eyes is like a natural eye shadow, she has two green lotuses under her feet, and her body exudes a cyan aura, like a goddess in the wind into the mortal world.

"That's it!"

Sikong Longwei, the patriarch of the Sikong family, shouted loudly, and the two of them converged their breath at the same time, the man's skin became fair, and his appearance returned to his previous handsome appearance, this person was not an outsider, it was Sikong Haotian.

His opponent put away his cyan aura, and the two lilac "eye shadows" gradually disappeared, revealing a face that was none other than Sikong Suqing, who returned to the family with his grandfather.

"Oh my God, tell for yourselves!"

Sikong Suqing didn't speak, just showed a faint smile, Sikong Haotian sighed softly: "My innate qi is exhausted, I can only barely maintain the flame demon battle body, and if I continue to compete, I will only lose once...... I lost!"

"Good!"

Sikong Longwei's eyes flashed, and he couldn't hide his excitement and said, "I announce! From today on, Sikong Suqing will become the young master of our Sikong family!"

Before the words fell, bursts of cheers came from the crowd.

In mid-air, Sikong Longqin, who was already in the early stage of Yuan Ying's cultivation, looked at his granddaughter becoming the young master of the family, and his heart was relieved, he muttered: "Son, have you seen it? Qing'er has finally become the strongest junior of the family, just like you at that time!"

In the crowd, Sikong Suling and Sikong Haoyang and several other people from the original family had gloomy faces, they never dreamed that this would be the result, let alone that Sikong Suqing would be able to defeat Sikong Haotian.

Great Elder Sikong Longji was silent, the Young Lord General Election was proposed by the Elder Body, and now although the result was not in line with expectations, he could only accept it, especially when the families were determined to revitalize the Holy Martial Alliance, the result was almost irreversible.

Sikong Longwei watched Sikong Suqing accept the blessings of the clansmen, and could not hide his joy in his heart, the dispute between the clan and the clan was finally coming to an end, and now the strength of the clansmen has been greatly improved, and the development of the family will inevitably go to a higher level.

"I object!"

A pleasant voice made everyone's cheers stop instantly, and now the result has been decided, no matter who speaks out against it, they will be blamed, except for one person, Sikong Suqing himself.

"Qing'er! You...... What are you against? But there are additional requirements?"

"No!" Sikong Suqing said respectfully: "Participating in the Young Master General Election is just to prove her strength, Qing'er has already decided to go out and have a good time!"

"Qing'er, don't mess around!" Sikong Longqin couldn't help but scold.

"Grandpa! This is something Qing'er has decided a long time ago!

Sikong Longwei saw that his brother didn't know about this, and he said calmly: "Qing'er, after becoming a young master, you won't worry about resources, why do you have to go out?"

Sikong Suqing said without hesitation: "Because I'm too weak!"

Sikong Haotian, who had just stepped out of the ring, stumbled under his feet and almost sat on the ground.

What do you mean? You just beat me and say you're too weak, who are you sarcastic?

The other clansmen didn't understand what Sikong Suqing meant, and they all thought that she was sarcastic about the people of the original clan, but who knew that Sikong Suqing said in a calm tone: "Qing'er knows that her strength is still far from the real Tianjiao powerhouse, if she indulges in a small honor, she will only become a burden all the time!"

Everyone still didn't understand why Sikong Suqing said these words, could it be that the Sikong family was just a weak person on the first day!

"Okay! I can agree to your departure, but the position of the young master ......"

"Let it be given to Haotian!" Sikong Suqing said casually.

"What!? give way!"

All the clansmen were stunned, how could anyone easily give up the position of the young master of the Sikong family, this is the Sikong family, one of the most powerful families in the immortal cultivation world.

Sikong Suling said in a low voice: "Brother Haotian! This Sikong Suqing is clearly giving you alms! It's so hateful!"

Sikong Haoyang echoed: "She's slapping our sect family in the face!"

There are many people who have similar thoughts, all of them are monks from the original sect family, and they think that Sikong Suqing's move is to hope that the sect family will make a fool of themselves in public.

Sikong Haoyan, who was also from the original family, sneered: "Do you really think that Su Qing is mocking us?"

"Haoyan, what do you mean?"

Sikong Haoyan ignored Sikong Haoyang's questioning, and instead asked, "Haotian, do you think so too?"

"No! I think Su Qing is sincere!"

"What? This is impossible! Brother Haotian, don't be deceived by this woman!"

"Alas!" Sikong Haotian sighed and said, "We all care too much about these false names! Su Qing's goal has never been these, there is only one person in her eyes, Lin Xiuqi!"

Hearing this name, the people of the original sect family were silent, and Sikong Haoyan said to himself: "Our pattern is too small, Su Qing is gradually not a level monk with us!

After that, he turned to leave, and said casually: "Haoming! It's not interesting here, let's go! Have a few tricks with me! Ah Xiu will go with you too!"

"Good!"

Sikong Haoming and Sikong Xiu ignored the follow-up of the young lord's election and left without hesitation.

......

Lin Xiuqi opened his eyes and lay down directly on the ground, after half a month of cultivation, the Holy Martial Combat Body finally entered.

He didn't expect that this exercise would be so demanding on the power of the physical body, with his situation, he had only reached the lower limit, and there was always a feeling of helping the seedlings grow when he actually cultivated.

After half a month of continuous attempts, he still couldn't successfully launch this technique, but his physical strength was stronger, and he felt much weaker.

In fact, the Holy Martial Combat Body was an exercise created when he was a barbarian Yuanying, and it was also based on the physical condition of the Yuanying Cultivator, and his phantom did not mention this matter when he passed on the martial arts because he felt that Lin Xiuqi would not be stupid enough to forcibly cultivate, where could he guess that Lin Xiuqi was the first time to practice a technique on his own.

In the past two weeks, Lin Xiuqi had always thought that his comprehension was too poor and he relied too much on the Holy Worm to cultivate so slowly, completely ignoring the situation that the exercises were not suitable.

"The Holy Martial Battle Body can't be used, but the body seems to have changed a little, and the innate qi can be stored in the cells!

He took out a jade box from the space ring, which was sealed with a sound transmission jade rune, Long Fuming's jade rune. 52 Literature

The reason why it was sealed was because Long Fuming was too noisy, and since a week ago, the other party has kept transmitting to him, hoping to fight again as soon as possible.

Seeing that Lin Xiuqi did not reply, Long Fuming went from coercion and temptation to begging bitterly, Lin Xiuqi deeply felt that this dragon had the qualifications to be a "licking dog".

After a brief reply, Lin Xiuqi got up and prepared to ask about the Dragon Breath Cave, the cultivation speed of the Holy Martial Combat Body was much slower than expected, so he could only put the Soul Seal Technique on the agenda first.

"Lin Daoyou, you're finally out of the customs!"

Lin Xiuqi had not yet left the cave mansion, a voice came from outside the door, only to hear a "boom", Long Fuming swaggered into the door.

"Why are you here?"

"Come and fight! I even brought the 'Battle Universe'!"

"Zhan Yu?"

"It's a small space for fighting!"

"And this kind of thing?"

"Of course, haven't you wondered why there are no space objects that monks can enter?"

"Uh...... Thought, but haven't encountered it!"

"In fact, Dragon Domain is a huge independent space. ”

"What? Isn't it separated by a formation?"

"Of course not! It is precisely because of the existence of this independent space that my dragon clan can recuperate in peace!"

"Wait! Why can I use space here?"

"Want to know, I'll tell you when I fight!"

"Good!"

Long Fuming took out a pyramid-shaped silver-white object, injected his yuan power, Zhan Yu floated in the air, a silver-white spiritual light fell, and a spatial door appeared.

"Let's go!"

Long Fuming stepped in, Lin Xiuqi followed, the door of space gradually dissipated, and only a small battle universe was spinning in the air in the cultivation room.

The surrounding scenery changed greatly, Lin Xiuqi was on a vast land, and the ground was full of potholes, obviously the traces left by countless battles.

There was no sky overhead or in the distance, just a vast expanse, about 10,000 meters from east to west, and about the same from south to north.

"Here ......"

"Less nonsense!

Lin Xiuqi also wanted to ask, but Long Fuming's fist had already blasted over, and one person and one dragon started the second battle.

Almost at the same time, in a luxurious cave near the ground of Ryuzuka, more than a dozen monks gathered together, and the leader was a burly man with thick eyebrows and eyes, and a Chinese face, his hair was neatly combed, his mustache was trimmed very decently, and there was a natural heroic atmosphere, like a heroic man who walked out of the picture scroll.

"Ghost rat, has Lin Zhiping's information been found?" Dahan said.

A man with a sharp beak and two mustaches said: "Boss Gao! Lin Zhiping's identity is a mystery, and Bai Xiaoge can't find out his origin, if he doesn't hide his identity, he is from a high-level ring belt!"

"Did he really draw with Long Fuming?

"Someone just found out that Long Fuming left the Dragon Emperor Hall and went to Lin Zhiping's cave mansion, maybe ...... The rumors are true!"

"I didn't expect such a strong person to appear in Mending Heaven Peak, we must suppress it well! The weaker the Mending Heaven Peak, the more opportunities we outsiders from the Dragon Tsuka will have to gain benefits!"

"Boss Gao, do you want to inform ...... That person?"

The big man smiled sneeringly and said, "The reckless man naturally wants to take advantage of it! Presumably he won't let us down!"

"Boss Gao! There is another rumor, I don't know if it's true or not!"

"Tell me about it!"

"Some people say that this Lin Zhiping has a relationship with Lin Xiuqi, and it is likely to be a brother!"

"Oh, if that's the case, you can't let him go!"

......

In Lin Xiuqi's cave, Zhan Yu was still spinning in the air, and the silver-white aura appeared again, and two ragged figures walked out of the space gate.

"Impossible!

Long Fuming shouted and walked out, walking around the small cultivation room, his emotions looking a little excited.

"How did you cultivate? It's only been half a month, how has the strength of your physical body improved so much! And what is your strange body method?"

Facing Long Fuming's question, Lin Xiuqi smiled slightly and said, "After cultivating for half a month, the strength of the physical body is a little stronger, isn't it normal?"

"It's not normal!

Lin Xiuqi smiled and said nothing, he didn't expect the Holy Martial Combat Body to bring such an amazing improvement.

He originally thought that not being able to use the Holy Martial Combat Body to multiply his strength would be useless, but during the battle, he had a special feeling, as if his body was more obedient, or that the fit between his body and soul was higher.

At the same time, storing innate qi in cells is simply a stroke of genius.

His innate qi already had more than 480 units, which was less than 20 units away from the limit of Jin Dan cultivation, in other words, he could recover 20 units per hour.

He stored 1 unit of innate qi into a cell, which was equivalent to accumulating all of his innate qi for half a month.

Calculated from the reserves of innate qi alone, it has far exceeded the limit of the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and poor Long Fuming struggled to support and almost exhausted the Yuan power and was defeated, so he could only lie that he needed to rest before leaving Zhan Yu.

"That's it for today!