Among the children who returned to the Yang family, only one Yang Wei reached the first level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, and most of the others were at the level of the True Primal Realm.
It's not that the Yang family's disciples are inferior to Liu Qingyao's qualifications. It's just that the Yang family's disciples can't get help and support from the family for so many years, and the cultivation environment is slightly inferior. That's why this happened.
If he had the same resources, Yang Wei's cultivation might not be worse than Liu Qingyao.
But in any case, Liu Qingyao's strength and outstanding aptitude are beyond doubt. Winning him is tantamount to winning the Liu family.
Everyone is staring at such a big help, but no one can eat it, and everyone's depressed mood can be imagined.
As for Qiu Yimeng, she has never said anything like this, but several Yang family children who have been in contact with her can see that she doesn't seem to have any interest in herself, and she doesn't dare to be too reluctant, so she can only let it go temporarily. Make plans later.
At night, the sky was gloomy, the dark clouds were overwhelming, and it seemed that a violent storm was about to come, and it was so dull that people were slightly breathless.
The moon was black and the wind was high, and there was even a faint coolness in the air.
Yang Kai closed his eyes and sat in the courtyard, surrounded by invisible powers of consciousness, condensed by him, and blasted into the void.
The two elders are in retreat, and these few days of painstaking practice have brought Yang Kai's seventh-level real yuan realm to its peak, reaching a bottleneck stage.
Although he knew that this bottleneck would break through sooner or later, Yang Kai didn't want to wait for it to come by himself. There is no progress in the cultivation of True Essence, so I can only practice divine consciousness to see if I can find some enlightenment from it.
Yang Kai had already cultivated his spiritual consciousness a long time ago. But what is strange is that until now, he has not cultivated out of the sea of consciousness.
Without the consciousness of the sea, it is a tree without roots and water without a source. Fortunately, with the help of the Wen Shenlian, the spiritual consciousness cultivated would have long been dissipated.
It is precisely for this reason. Yang Kai's current divine soul skills were displayed, and the power was a bit unsatisfactory.
There are only three small levels from the Immortal Ascension Boundary, and Yang Kai really wants to know that after he has cultivated into the Sea of Consciousness. What will it be like.
So during this period of time, he has been practicing harder than ever, as long as he has free time. There must be no delay.
Unlimited use of the soul attack, the consumption of the power of the soul is very fast, only more than an hour before and after, Yang Kai has a feeling of weakness.
Stopped hastily, closed his eyes and rested.
In the middle of the night, there was a light rain in the sky, and a sound of waving wings was heard in his ears. Yang Kai frowned and raised his eyes to look up to the sky.
A looming golden light rushed down like lightning.
After falling on Yang Kai's shoulders. The golden feather eagle crowed softly.
Feeling the meaning conveyed by its cry, Yang Kai's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly rose into the air and flew towards Beicheng District.
The Golden Feather Eagle has been working with Pang China in Zhujie Gang for the past few days, and it has been kept by a dedicated person. He would only come back once a day to ask Yang Kai for the panacea, but it actually flew back in the middle of the night, obviously something happened to the bamboo joints.
The bamboo gang is not very powerful, the level of personnel strength is not uniform, and there is no oil and water to fish, and generally no one will make its own ideas.
But tonight is obviously different.
Think of the quarrel within the Bamboo Jie Gang a few days ago. Yang Kaixinzhong already cares.
Regardless of the loss of true yuan, Yang Kai had already arrived in Beicheng District within half an hour.
Inside the bamboo gang’s lair, there was a sound of killing and killing at this moment, and Pang Chi led several masters in the gang to retreat under the siege of a group of people. The light of various martial arts and secret treasures around bloomed, and there were people from time to time. Can't afford to fall to the ground.
The blood was flowing, the rain washed down, and it could not wash away the redness all over the floor.
The number of the Bamboo Gang was not large. At this moment, the number of enemies was more than twice as many as their opponents. Not all the opponents' masters were on the court, and some even stood by and swept through the battle. However, for a while, the Bamboo Gang was killed and wounded countless. , The defeat is manifested, and if we continue to fight, I am afraid that everyone present will die.
Pang Chi was also full of scars and gritted his teeth to support him. At the same time as the enemy invaded, he had already released the golden feather eagle. Now he only hopes that his new master can bring people to rescue.
After all, that is also a young man of the Yang family, should he have some masters
The only thing that made Pang Chi's heart unsure is whether Yang Kai would be willing to come to the rescue!
"Wu Qian!" Pang Chi screamed at a middle-aged man in the enemy camp: "You Xuanguang and our Bamboo Jie Gang have always kept the well water from the river. Why did you come here today?"
Then Wu Qian sneered when he heard the words, and the corners of his mouth were as cold as a knife: "Pang Chi, why do you know why you ask? My son said, those who do not submit, there is only death!"
"Do you know who the person behind my Bamboo Jie Gang is, how dare you face each other like this?" Pang Chi yelled while parrying and attacking.
Wu Qian curled his lips when he heard the words: "In the disputes between our small forces, the eight great families have never interfered. Life in Zhongdu is too boring. They want us to fight more so that they can have a little fun. . Do you think that after you die today, the people behind you will avenge you? Dream it!"
Pang Chi looked bitter, knowing that what Wu Qian said was not a lie.
In fighting and killing small forces like them, the people of the Eight Great Families will indeed not intervene. For the people of the Eight Great Families, these small forces will be wiped out, and it's not a big deal. At most, one more can be supported.
Every year, countless small forces are annihilated, but these small forces are like bamboo shoots after the rain, one stubble of extinction and one stubble emerge, and they are endless.
It was for this reason that he did not dare to hope that Yang had a meeting to rescue him.
After the two talked, on the roof of the Tongtian Inn, a young man was looking at the battlefield below with a smile on his mouth, his eyes full of interest, as if he was enjoying a good performance.
Next to him, Xuan Guanghui was quietly accompanied by several other masters. These masters did not hesitate to squander the real yuan, and they actually released the real yuan, pushing away the raindrops that hit him.
So even if he is standing on the roof like this, he is well dressed and not wet at all.
Seeing the wonderful things, the young man even laughed with his palms. The few masters next to him were all accompanied with care, not daring to complain.
"Master Huo, the Zhujie Gang is no longer working, do you think these people should be killed... or should they be conquered?" Mu Nandou, the person in charge of the Xuanguanghui, asked softly.
There was a cold smile at the corner of Huo’s mouth. He didn’t answer directly. He just said indifferently: “My son has a habit. That’s what I want. I must get it right away. If you... Then I don’t want it anymore, so, you know?"
Mu Nandou looked terrified and nodded quickly: "Subordinates understand!"
The Xuan Guanghui was supported by this young master Huo when he was bored. How could Mu Nandou dare not listen to the orders of the master
Before this Young Master Huo wanted to subdue the Bamboo Jie Gang, he was rejected by Pang Chi, which obviously made him unhappy. In that case, there was no need to keep them.
Mu Nandou bowed slightly, shook his figure, wrapped in a blue light, and shot downwards quickly.
But before he attacked the people of Pang Chi, a training-like ray of light suddenly shot down from mid-air. Feeling the destructive energy contained in that attack, Mu Nandou's expression changed drastically and he turned hurriedly. Direction, get out of the way.
At the same time, Xuan Guanghui shouted from several other people on the roof: "Be careful, son!"
When Mu Nandou fell to the ground and looked back, he couldn't help but squint. He found that a young man who didn't know where came out, actually rushed into the front of the experts of the Xuanguang Society, and the goal was to be overwhelmed by their stars. Huo son in the middle.
Wei Wei lost her senses, and quickly flew back. At this time, it was natural that the safety of the master's house was of utmost importance.
When the person was still halfway, Mu Nandou's eyes widened, because the young man was incredibly strong, with a blood-red long sword in his hand, the sword aura was raging, countless blood-red petals flew out, and Xuan Guang met several people. No one was able to stun his edge, all of them avoided and avoided them, and in the blink of an eye, only the Huo Master stood alone.
Is Liu Qingyao here
Mu Nandou had only time to give up such a thought, and saw the young man walk in front of Huo Gongzi and take him down casually, as relaxed as ten fingers squeezing a snail, Huo Gongzi didn't even have time to react.
It wasn't until this moment that two tyrannical divine consciousness suddenly struck, and then two majestic figures appeared, standing in the air, with extremely cold eyes.
Yang Kai squeezed the wrist of the young man Huo in one hand, and lay a sword across his neck. He didn't even look at the martial artists of Xuan Guanghui, but stared at the two figures in mid-air with a sneer.
The opponent is two masters at the eighth floor of the Ascension Realm, and their strength is not inferior to that of the Blood Servant!
The Huo family is one of the eight great masters. Since this Young Master Huo belongs to the Huo family, he is naturally guarded by masters around him.
It's just such a small power battle. The two masters were embarrassed to show up, and even more confident that no one could do anything to their son under their supervision, so they hid quietly on the side, but did not expect Yang Kai to be so vigorous, even Without time for them to react, he took the young master of their family.
It was too late when we arrived.
Two strands of divine consciousness wandered beside Yang Kai, hesitated for a moment, and crashed into Yang Kai's mind.
Divine consciousness blasted into my mind, like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest ripple.
Yang Kai's sneer was even worse!
Both of those two changed their colors suddenly, and only then did they realize that each other was not an ordinary young man.
As a martial artist in the real yuan realm, he can withstand the attack of the two of them. There must be a secret treasure of the soul on his body. If he can have a secret treasure of this level, his identity must be not low. Fortunately, neither of them have attacked just now. With killing intent, I just want to save my own son from the opponent, even if he can't resist it, it won't cause him any harm.
Therefore, this beam is not deep, and there is still the possibility of resolution.
Looking at Yang Kai again, the gazes of the two masters became solemn, and there was a sense of dread.
It wasn't until this time that Mr. Huo recovered his senses. He was pretty courageous. He didn't change the color at all. He just sneered again and again: "Dare to put the sword on my neck, you are funny, so funny!"
Yang Kai chuckled, "Really?"
"Do you know who I am?" Huo Xingchen smiled lightly, with a playful look on his face.
"Not consulted?"
"Huo Family, Huo Xingchen!" (to be continued)