"Knock him to pieces." Su Zishuang clenched her fist and encouraged Ye Xinyan.
"Of course, I have the confidence." Ye Xinyan said arrogantly.
Su Zishuang looked around, then quietly put a ball into Ye Xinyan's hand, and then said via voice: "This is a four-level continuous wind and fire roar. It can be activated by inputting spiritual power. It was carefully crafted by me. You trap him first, and then beat him hard."
A hint of joy appeared on Ye Xinyan's face: "I didn't expect you to have such a good thing. It seems that my chances of winning are a little better."
Ye Xinyan doesn't know the formation method, so she doesn't know how difficult it is to make a level 4 formation ball into a formation ball. It can be said that Su Zishuang can make a level 4 formation ball, and she has already touched the threshold of a fifth level formation master.
As long as she is given enough time, Su Zishuang can officially become a fifth-level array mage.
With Su Zishuang's secret help, Ye Xinyan was already full of confidence and strode up to the stage.
When Ye Xinyan walked to the ring, Ye Haonan was already waiting above.
At this time, Ye Haonan's heart was full of anger, and he could only vent his hatred completely.
Ye Haonan's hatred for Ye Xinyan is not as much as his hatred for Su Zishuang, maybe even more, because it is no longer a day or two when there is a conflict.
"Ye Xinyan, let's calculate the general ledger today!" Ye Haonan's eyes were on fire, as if he was about to explode in the next moment.
A strange smile flashed across Ye Xinyan's face, she raised her palm, and a ball came out of her palm and landed on the ground in front of her at an extremely fast speed.
"Shua...shua..."
A series of cyan hurricanes rushed out of the ball and rolled into a strange cyclone wall at an extremely fast speed.
In addition, a flame also rose in the center of the cyclone wall, trapping Ye Haonan within it.
Ye Haonan was stunned for a moment, and during the short period of time when Ye Haonan was stunned, Ye Xinyan had already taken action.
The golden sword light was like a wave, quickly suppressing Ye Haonan.
Ye Haonan roared and tried his best to use a black bottle.
But as soon as the bottle flew out, it was controlled by the golden sword light and had no way to leave the range of Fenghuoxiao.
In the extremely frustrating situation, Ye Haonan's spiritual power was greatly consumed, and the shield supporting him was gradually weakened.
"Open it for me!"
Forming seals with his hands, Ye Haonan shot out a spiritual light that enveloped the black bottle. Immediately, strange textures began to appear on the surface of the black bottle, interweaving with light blue flames.
For a time, the power of the black bottle increased greatly, and there was a tendency to break through the blockade.
But at this moment, Ye Xinyan, who had been prepared for a long time, took out a red talisman and threw it out.
The talisman quickly burned in the air, bursting into a ball of brilliance, but Ye Haonan's face turned strangely livid, and he covered his head with his hands, as if he was about to collapse.
The black bottle that had just been cast also lost its original brilliance and became dim.
By the time Ye Haonan recovered, his spiritual power had been exhausted again.
Time passed little by little, and if this continued, the spiritual power in Ye Haonan's body was consumed little by little.
Later, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the sky.
Ye Xinyan's forehead was covered with sweat. She was also not relaxed. If she hadn't taken the advantage, she might not have won so easily.
Originally, her strength was about the same as that of Ye Haonan. Even if she could win, it would probably be very difficult. But now everything seems easy. At least she has always suppressed Ye Haonan within Fenghuoxiao.
"It's so frustrating, Ye Haonan, you might as well bury your head in the soil so you can't see anything." Su Zishuang sneered.
As for Su Zishuang's taunt, Ye Haonan, who was seriously injured, could not refute, but the coldness in his eyes was so strong that he almost froze himself.
However, Su Zishuang was not afraid of Ye Haonan's eyes at all. She glared at him no matter how hard she wanted, and if she lost, she would lose. Whatever she said was useless.
Ye Xinyan walked down from the ring, while Ye Haonan was carried down by several people. You can imagine the strong contrast.
Ye Xinyan walked down from the ring and patted Su Zishuang on the shoulder: "Sister Qingyou, thanks to your help, it was really cool to kill that Ye Haonan."
Su Zishuang raised her eyes and said: "Keep your voice down, don't tell anyone about this."
"I understand. Don't worry. God knows what you know and I know. I won't tell anyone."
Su Zishuang helped her win. Ye Xinyan is not the kind of villain who betrays others, so she will keep this secret and will not tell it out easily.
With Ye Haonan's end, the remaining battle was no longer attractive to Su Zishuang.
Anyway, the first place belongs to Ye Wudao. No matter how hard others try, there will be no breakthrough.
By the time Ye Wudao actually won the first place, the entire clan meeting was over.
After Ye Qing announced the end of the clan meeting, he immediately sent a message to Su Zishuang: "Follow me."
After saying that, Ye Qing turned around and walked towards a building in the clan.
Ye Qing left the rest of the awards and other matters to Elder Ye Gonghuan to handle.
Su Zishuang pursed her lips, and then chased after Ye Qing in the direction he left.
Many monks present looked at Su Zishuang in surprise, wondering why she was chasing the family leader Ye Qing.
But the matter has nothing to do with oneself. Since it does not involve oneself, everyone can only make a few guesses in their hearts and not care so much.
Outside the monastery in a garden, Su Zishuang gently knocked on the wooden door.
"Come in." Ye Qing's voice came from inside the door.
Su Zishuang opened the door, and a small altar appeared in front of her. At the top was a picture, which showed a handsome man wearing a Taoist robe and a long sword at his waist. There was a free and easy aura between his eyebrows.
Ye Qing stood in front of the altar with an extremely solemn expression. He held an incense stick in both hands and put it into the incense burner in front of him.
There was very little smoke, and the entire monastery was filled with the peculiar scent of sandalwood.
"Kneel down." Ye Qing shouted sharply.
Su Zishuang's mind turned around, and she knelt down towards the picture in front of the altar.
"This is Ye Feihua, the first generation ancestor of our Ye family. If you kowtow to your ancestors three times, you will officially enter the Ye family's genealogy." Ye Qing said calmly.
Su Zishuang had to kowtow. Should she tell the secret that she was not a member of the Ye clan at this time? That is asking for death.
Therefore, whatever Ye Qing says now, she will do.
After Su Zishuang formally kowtowed three times, Ye Qing's expression softened slightly.
"This time I have called you to the ancestral hall of your ancestors. In addition to asking you to worship your ancestors and formally include them in the genealogy, there is another important thing."
Ye Qing paused and continued: "Maybe you are wondering why you turned out to be golden in the blood test. You don't have to wonder if you are a member of the Ye clan."
Ye Qing was pacing inside the monastery.
"You are from the Ye clan. This phenomenon is called atavism."
"Return to the ancestors?" Su Zishuang whispered in shock.
Ye Qing emphasized his tone: "Yes, it is a return to the ancestors. Every many generations, a clan member's bloodline is close to the ancestors. Such bloodline contains huge power and will eventually lead to extremely high achievements."
Ye Qing turned his palm and took out a book.
"This is the history of our Ye family's ancestors. You can go back and take a good look at it... But now we have to talk about returning to our ancestors."
"If the master of the house needs the junior to do anything, the junior will definitely do it." Su Zishuang said knowingly.
Ye Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Since the phenomenon of atavism has appeared in you, the hope of the Ye family in the future should be on you."
"The most powerful magical power of our Ye family is called the Purple Gold Panlong Immortal Body. This magical power can only be practiced by those who have returned to their ancestors."
Ye Qing pressed his palm on the ground, and soon a hole slowly appeared on the ground.
Ye Qing jumped into the cave: "Follow me."
Su Zishuang followed Ye Qing and jumped into the cave entrance, and soon a small room appeared in front of her, with a set of golden armor placed in it.
The golden armor is very gorgeous, with dragon-shaped textures on the shoulders, and many textures similar to dragon scales on the waist.
"This is the armor of the ancestors. If you drip blood on the armor, if you are really a return to your ancestors, the cultivation method of the Purple Gold Panlong Immortal Body will appear in your sea of consciousness." Ye Qing said lightly.
In fact, Ye Qing was also a little nervous at this time. The return to his ancestors involved the future fate of the Ye family.
Each generation of atavists will make the Ye family shine, but this is the deepest secret of the Ye family and will not be leaked at all.
Su Zishuang was also very nervous. She was nervous about whether she would reveal her secret.
"An, will something go wrong?" Su Zishuang quietly sent a message to An.
"How do I know? Just ask for your blessings."
The answer from An made Su Zishuang almost vomit blood and collapse. What does it mean to ask for happiness
She was obviously not from the Ye family, but her blood had mutated. Even if an accident occurred and her blood turned golden during the test, it was not enough to prove that she must be a returnee.
With extremely uneasy thoughts, Su Zishuang slowly walked up to the armor, then cut her finger and smeared her own blood on it.
After the blood slowly merged into the armor, Su Zishuang discovered that the armor had not changed at all.
"How could this happen? Aren't you an atavist?" Ye Qing looked stunned. Seeing such a scene, he felt his heart tremble, and a feeling of being deceived came over him.
As soon as he reached out with his palm, Ye Qing grabbed Su Zishuang's neck and said in a cold voice: "You are not an atavist, then you should die."
If it is not an atavist, this kind of secret cannot be leaked, so it must be killed!
And at this critical moment, amid the burning light nearby, golden flames appeared on the surface of the armor, and an illusory dragon emerged from the surface. RS