Song Yi said, "Uncle Song, don't underestimate Yi Er. Yi'er's cultivation has reached an extremely clever point, if you don't show your real skills, you can't keep me Song Yi and me. ”

Song Xian heard Song Xian say this, and a playful smile appeared on his old face that had been through vicissitudes. He Song Xian served as the director of the Great Xuanli Treasure Division, and at the same time served as the official governor of Weizhou City, and his cultivation also reached the point of Daigo. Unlike Song Yi, Song Xian's cultivation was not born with it, but relied on his own step-by-step cultivation to go up. Being able to cultivate to the point of Daigo Realm shows that Song Xian's talent and qualifications are also extremely good. Among the border guards of Daxuanwei Prefecture, Song Xian's is enough to bear the title of military god.

Song Xian said, "Nephew, you're still a little tender." ”

"Look at my move, the sea is crossing. ”

Song Xian let out a loud shout, only to see a light blue light appear above Song Xian's head. This light blue light first rotated and then opened three times, and finally gathered on the top of Song Xian's head, and after repeating this more than thirty times, the light blue light rushed towards this Song Yi overwhelmingly.

Song Yi looked at the light blue monstrous waves in front of him, his expression froze, and his heart shrank suddenly.

He, Song Yi, is a master of the Daigo Realm, so he naturally knows that the ability of the master of the Daigo Realm is powerful, but what Song Yi didn't expect was that Song Xian could use the cultivation of the Daigo Realm to fight such a powerful wave of qi.

Although the Daigo Realm is already a realm of mystery and mystery and immortality in the eyes of ordinary people, after Song Yi or Song Xian really set foot in the Daigo realm, Song Yi or Song Xian understood that this Daigo realm was just the beginning.

Song Yi shook his body, like a flying swallow in the clouds, through the layers of light blue qi waves, and then struck out the qi in his palm condensed with his majestic martial arts qi. For Song Yi, this palm is flying swallow palm in the clouds, he has practiced to the point of perfection, because when Song Yi was a child, Song Yi played mischievously on the crooked neck tree in the backyard of the Lin'an Palace, he was born in the Daigo realm, so for him, it is still easy to climb such a crooked neck tree that is not tall and does not love. It was these days of playing in the backyard of the Lin'an Mansion that made Song Yi practice a Wuji - "Flying Swallow Palm in the Clouds!"

Song Xian dared to take this palm directly, and hurriedly retreated, turning the majestic qi in his palm into a huge qi shield in front of Song Xian.

However, what Song Xian didn't expect was that Song Yi's move was just a false move. His real purpose was to deceive Song Xian.

Just when Song Xian couldn't react, Song Yi used a thunderous speed to make a move, "Thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day!"

This is the aftermath of "The White Emperor Caiyun".

Song Xian was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly shouted, "Nephew Song, don't!"

But Song Yi didn't care about Song Xian's words, and a layer of pale white spiritual path whirlwind swept around his body, turning into a fresh wind and drifting towards the northwest.

Feng Xuan resists the wind, terrifying!

On this day, Song Yi, the little prince of Daxuan, turned into an east wind, entered the northwest, and broke into Dragon City.

The wind came to the North Garden, on the path outside the North Dragon City. Song Yiping fell to the ground.

Song Yiba looked into the distance, only to see a strange old man in the distance.

The old man, dressed in a rag shirt and covered in blood, said to himself, "Where did this saint atmosphere come from? ”

In front of Lao Zhan, there was a huge demon.

Song Yi has been practicing martial arts and reading since he was a child, so he naturally knows some unknown ancient secrets. Song Yi knew that Da Xuan was just a drop in the ocean of the Qingxuan Realm, and there were many strange regions and creatures in it.

The huge demon in front of him is a very terrifying creature recorded in ancient books-the Spirit Demon Clan.

"Could it be that the spirit demon clan has appeared in the northwest of my Great Xuan, could it be that the remnants of the Blood Demon God Kingdom that had not been completely destroyed in the Demon Killing War thousands of years ago have revived?"

Song Yi thought in his heart.

As for this Blood Demon God Kingdom, Song Yi had also seen it in an ancient book in the royal family.

Song Yi was just about to step forward, but the old man in front of him had already turned around and said to Song Yi, "Hello, young man, the previous saint spirit emanated from you." ”

Song Yi was shocked. Could this very ordinary-looking old man in front of him be a hidden master? This old man actually knew the aura of a saint on his body, could it be that this old man could not be......

In addition to being born in the Daigo realm, Song Yi's cultivation has also reached the realm of a saint. It's just that his saint aura has always been hidden, and there is only one person in the world who knows about this besides himself, and that is his ancestor Song Linyuan.

The old man looked at Song Yi for a while, frowned slightly, and said, "Your eyebrows are very similar to a person." ”

Song Yi asked, "Who?"

This old man is the Huang Dynasty.

Huang Chao paused and said, "Do you know the Great Xuan Song Linyuan!"

Song Yi was shocked in his heart, but his face was very calm, and he said, "Xiao Sheng has never heard of it. ”

Huang Chao chuckled, "This is the ancestor of Daxuan, but his original life is Li Linyuan, not Song Linyuan." Hey, this guy is really cowardly. ”

Song Yi's heart set off a stormy wave. He obviously didn't expect this old man to know so many secrets of the past. For the Daxuan Song clan, these are top-secret pieces of information, and outsiders will never know about them.

Song Yi's face turned cold.

"Who are you to know the top-secret information of my Great Xuan. ”

Huang Chao laughed, "The old man's surname is Huang, and his single name is a dynasty character! ”

Song Yi was shocked, "Are you ...... You are the sage Huang Chao!"

Huang Chao waved his hand, "How can the old man be a saint, the real saint is the Confucian sage Zhang Fuyao thousands of years ago, and the old man's little bit of Taoism is not worth mentioning in the eyes of his old man." ”

Song Yi shook his head in his heart, he knew that the words of the old man in front of him were self-humble. Song Yi's status in the Great Xuan Song clan is extremely high, so he naturally knows some things that others don't know, plus Song Yi has an excellent relationship with the ancestor Song Linyuan, so sometimes Song Yi can naturally know some things about this Song ancestor Song Linyuan that others don't know.

Let's talk about the other side of North Dragon City.

At noon, the streets were sparsely populated, and there was a tea shed not far from the west gate of the city in the North Dragon City, where a caravan rested. Several guards in the caravan sat on the ground, and one of them carried a large flag on his shoulder, printed with the three big characters "Chenjiazhuang".

This Chen family is a well-known family in the North Dragon City. It is rumored that the owner of Chenjiazhuang is a big man from Taiping City. More than 10 years ago, horse bandits were rampant in the vicinity of Beilong City. It only took half a month for this Chen Zhuang owner to make the sound of horse bandits' hooves not appear within a hundred miles of Beilong City.

In the tea shed, a young man who looked like a scholar was taking a sip of wine, and opposite him sat a middle-aged man with a dark complexion and a young man from a mountain village with a little aura in his simplicity.

"Senior Qin, thanks to the care of his seniors along the way, Chen Hao was quite ashamed in his heart. If you have half a day's leg strength, you can go to Chenjiazhuang, and ask Qin's seniors and Qin's little brothers to rest in the village for a few more days, so that the younger generations and their fathers can fulfill their friendship as landlords. Chen Hao said with a smile.

"Okay, Brother Hao, when you get home, you must come up with delicious food, I've been eating dry food for the past few days, but I'm hungry," Qin Beiyou said with a smile.

"Okay, little brother Qin, don't worry, when you get to Zhuangzi, I will definitely call the best cook in Zhuangzi to make you something to eat. ”

"Dad, let's go to Chenjiazhuang." Qin Beiyou said mischievously, and his handsome little face smiled.

Qin Gang looked at Qin Beiyou, his eyes were full of love, and he said roughly: "Then we will trouble Little Brother Chen for a few days." ”

"Where is the trouble, Senior Qin and Little Brother Qin can go to the village to live for a few days, Chen Hao is very honored", Chen Hao laughed, and drank the wine in the bowl in one go.

Let's say that after Qin Gang left Qingshui Village, he ran all the way to the upper reaches of the Qingjiang River. After running for about three hundred miles, Qin Gang rested under a crooked-necked tree.

Qin Gang went all the way north to this Northern Dragon City, and the northwest of Daxuan had not become chaotic at that time, but now the situation in the northwest of the general election is not peaceful. Once the days are not peaceful, it is tens of thousands of residents and ordinary people in the northwest of these huge Daxuan who will suffer.

You must know that the century-old fame of princes and generals is just turned into soil in the end. But how much blood and painful experience will it cost to these things?

Qin Gang and Qin Beiyou followed Chenjiazhuang's housekeeper to Chenjiazhuang.

Chenjiazhuang, on the edge of a huge river.

Fishermen's floating bamboo rafts can be seen on it, and mandarin fish with vigorous postures can often be seen jumping out of the river. Between the mountains and rivers, villages are dotted. Every village depends on the fish in this river, and many of them are famous for their freshness, tenderness and smoothness.

Qin Gang asked the housekeeper of Chenjiazhuang on the side, "May I ask where is the owner of Chenzhuang?"

The housekeeper replied, "Please don't worry, Brother Qin, I'll go and ask the owner." ”

But after a while, the housekeeper of Chenjiazhuang rescued him

"Brother Qin, Little Brother Qin, please here. ”

Although the northwest has become very chaotic now, Chenjiazhuang is still relatively stable. At least it can be seen from the courtyard of the owner of Chenjiazhuang.

The two followed the Chen family's housekeeper to the study, where a middle-aged man was sitting at the table.

The middle-aged man had a slight smile on his face.

Seeing Qin Gang and Qin Beiyou coming, he hurriedly got up and said to the two, "Welcome to my Chenjiazhuang as guests." The housekeeper has already told me the matter, and when the time comes, the goods of my Chenjiazhuang will be handed over to you, Brother Qin. ”

Qin Gang clenched his fists and said. "Please rest assured!"