Hearing this answer, Feng Qianmo shook his head, the corners of his mouth always kept a light smile, and he gave two words indifferently, "Not necessarily." ”

But it caused Long Wuyue to think deeply for a while, not necessarily? How could tens of thousands of years of cultivation be just the word "not"? Could it be that Feng Qinxue would not necessarily break through the Immortal Venerable rank this time? Long Wuyue couldn't help but worry.

Feng Qinxue was still carefully channeling the strong immortal power in her body, not paying attention to the fact that the Heavenly Tribulation was only an inch away from her!

At the moment when the purple thunder was about to split Fengqin Xue, Bai Feng flashed out of nowhere, and grabbed the Heavenly Tribulation, the Heavenly Tribulation struggled in Bai Feng's mouth like a worm, and Bai Feng's narrow eyes were cold!

Even a little thunder dares to be so rampant! Isn't it just a little spiritual and knows how to split people? What are you dragging?

Bai Feng swallowed the heavenly thunder into his stomach and refined it carefully.

Feng Qianmo got up slowly, and the white phoenix flew into Feng Qianmo's body, and a burst of incredulity flashed in Long Wuyue's eyes......

That Bai Feng is actually a primordial god!

In the fairy world, even if the soul of the primordial god belongs to the god, just like the fox belongs to the canine family, and each spiritual root cannot be the same, so everyone's primordial spirit will not be the same!

Even after the birth of the fetal brother, the two people's primordial spirits will definitely not be the same!

In this world, the primordial gods are the same only in one case......

That is the primordial god of the mandarin duck or the genderless primordial god, in the ancient records, the phoenix, the unicorn, the nine-tailed fox and other divine beasts have the same primordial god.

Since Feng Qianmo is a white phoenix, there must be a woman in this world who is a white phoenix!

Long Wuyue had a thousand thoughts in her heart, watching Feng Qianmo resolve the thunder again and again, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart, if he guessed correctly, then Feng Qinxue should like Feng Qianmo, as the so-called authorities are fascinated, and bystanders are clear......

It's just that......

Phoenix, what is a phoenix, since it is necessary to depend on each other! Since ancient times, there have been many people who want to disobey this kind of person, but there are many who are not dead or injured, and they cannot die well!

He was worried that Feng Qinxue wouldn't be able to withstand such a blow!

Feng Qianmo quickly dissolved the triple of the Nine Heavenly Thunder, although he only had two percent of the immortal power on his body, but it was a piece of cake to deal with the Heavenly Thunder that was just a beginner in immortal cultivation.

Feng Qinxue only cared about burying her head in dredging the immortal power in her body, not knowing that the people around her had different thoughts, and in an instant, Feng Qinxue seemed to have entered an ethereal state, and gradually moved away from her, leaving only herself......

This is one of the characteristics of the Scattered Immortals: a void in the air.

......

And this crater thunder is rolling, alarming many sects that want to attract talents, even the royal family is no exception.

In the holy mountain outside the opening, Nangong Ling opened his eyes suddenly, and a burst of battle heat flashed in his eyes, the Feng family actually produced another genius after the ghost talent of Feng Qianmo.

In a flash, he disappeared into his palace.

In the hall of Baili Ruoyun, Baili Ruoyun was still dressed in red, holding a cup of fragrant tea elegantly in his white hand, looking at Situ Fengyi, who was sitting beside him lightly and indifferently, and asked, "It's another battle made by Feng Qianmo." ”

It's not a rhetorical question, it's an affirmative sentence.

Situ Fengyi tasted Biluochun elegantly, and said leisurely, "Aren't you clear in your own heart? Just like this tea, since you brewed it, how can you not know whether this tea is good or bad, astringent or fragrant?"

After the words fell, Situ Fengyi sprinkled the best Biluochun on the ground, and said thoughtfully, "Just like this water, if you leave the cup, you may not be gone, but I am afraid that this holy mountain contract will ...... I can't restrain Feng Qianmo anymore......" in his tone, with a lot of helplessness......