With the movement and qi, Xiao Zi's heart became more and more puzzled.
This spirit power was filled with the gloomy air in the yellow spring, but there was not the slightest bit of gloomy resentment of ordinary ghost air.
On the contrary, he carried a kind of brilliance and domineering as the sun.
-Yes, no one in this world has this kind of spirit power anymore except Emperor Qianxie.
What made Xiao Zi wonder the most was that Emperor Qianxie was far away in Moruo, how could his spirit power appear again
Even appearing here should be used to attack oneself.
But why is the way of injecting him into his body so gentle? It's like... It's like instilling soul power into him!
It makes Xiao Zi incredible!
After a long time, this soul power gradually decreased, and finally slowly calmed down.
But the soaring spirit power in Xiao Zi told him that all of this happened in reality.
Xiao Zi frowned. He didn't like such inexplicable things.
Even if it is beneficial to him, he cannot bear to have things beyond his control.
—Yeah... Since the spirit power comes from Emperor Qianxie, check it out from Moro.
Xiao Zi made a decision, got up and went to the bookshelf.
Raising his hand for a shot, a secret mechanism was touched, and the bookshelf quietly slid open, revealing a secret door.
Push the door to enter, the inside is very simple, there is only one mirror.
When he came to the mirror, Xiao Zi stretched out his hand to form a seal, which was shocking shadow technique!
As the spell was cast, a layer of ripples appeared on the mirror surface.
After a while, the illusion appeared, a woman dressed in blue gauze.
"Master. The sex is over?" A pleasant voice came out, with unconcealable joy in the voice:
"Congratulations to the master for becoming the master of poison veins!"
"Oh, it's just what's in the bag." Xiao Zi said disdainfully: "Well, I have something for you to do."
"Master, please!" the woman in the illusion said respectfully.
"Feng Wuxie has a man next to him named Di Qianxie. Approach him at all costs and figure out everything about him recently!"
Xiao Zi coldly ordered.
"Subordinates obey!"
The woman in the illusion answered without hesitation, to her every word of Xiao Zi was an order!
"Ok."
Xiao Zi's expression eased slightly, but he rarely asked:
"Di Qianxie's strength is not below me, you must be careful."
After a pause, Xiao Zi showed a wicked smile: "I don't want my lifeman to die in such a small thing!"
"Subordinates understand! Thank you for the master's care!" The woman in the illusion raised her head gratefully, revealing a clear and elegant face.
Surprisingly-Baili Yuxue!
at the same time.
Qing'an city tens of thousands of miles away—
Above the ring.
The two young men are fighting inextricably.
Because it is approaching the Moro National Clan Qualifying Tournament, families in various cities have begun to fight to compete for qualifications.
Qing'an City is no exception.
The four families of Feng, Wang, Murong, and Beitang, of which Murong family has always been the lord of Qing'an City.
But now, after experiencing repeated blows by Feng Wuxie, the prestige of Murong’s family has
After drastically reduced.
The other three families all want to seize this opportunity to enter Qing'an City!
Therefore, they are all the best to compete for qualifications.
At this time, the two confronting each other on the stage were Feng Hanshan from the Feng family and Wang Rui from the Wang family.
At this time the duel between the two is drawing to a close.
Feng Hanshan suddenly yelled, and a large amount of cold air condensed in his hands, forming a spear of cold ice and blasting Wang Rui.
Wang Rui was at the end of the crossbow, barely gathering an earth wall, but was defeated by the ice spear and blasted off the ring.
"Winner, Feng's family, Feng Hanshan!" the field supervisor announced loudly.
Feng Hanshan smiled slightly, as if this victory was what he had in his bag: "Concession."
Then, Fenghan Mountain stepped down from the ring and hugged the family brothers to celebrate.
Looking at them, Feng Mingzhu couldn't help but chuckle.
These are all excellent children of the Feng family, and they are the hope of the Feng family.
Thinking of hope, Feng Mingzhu couldn't help but think of her talented sister, Feng Wuxie.
—I don’t know how Wu Xie is, how is it going
-Through the illusion yesterday, the illusion disappeared before the words were finished. I don't know what happened to her
As she was thinking about it, the supervisor's voice pulled her back to reality: "Next game, Feng Family, Feng Mingzhu, fight against Murong Family, Murong Yu!"
Feng Mingzhu stood up, smiled confidently at Feng Yuanji and Feng Yuanzhi on the side, and then came to the stage.
The opposite was Murong Yu, who had suffered a big loss in Feng Wuxie's hands.
"Are you that Feng Wuxie's older sister?" Murong Yu said bitterly. When Feng Wuxie was mentioned, there was a deep hatred in his eyes.
"Oh, that's right." Feng Mingzhu smiled and said, "What does Miss Murong have in mind?"
"Seeing advice?" Murong Yu said fiercely, "Look at me abolishing you! To repay Feng Wuxie that bitch humiliated me!"
Feng Mingzhu's smile on her face remained unchanged, but her eyes became sharp instantly:
"Then it depends on Miss Murong's ability!"
The flame soul mark on his hand flashed, two flames revolved around his feet, and a flame whirlwind broke out instantly!
Seeing Feng Mingzhu raised her hand and shook it, a long whip radiating red light appeared on her right hand.
As the wrist shook, the 90-fold whip tore the air and slammed towards Murong Yu with a crack.
Murong Yu's reaction was not slow, and the crescent soul mark on his forehead glowed golden, forming a shield in front of him, blocking Feng Mingzhu's blow.
Feng Mingzhu missed a hit, there was no change in her face.
Turning his right wrist lightly, the long whip turned into a tornado, under the hood of fiery flames.
The left finger formed a seal, and the spirit of the wind flowed and turned into a huge wind blade.
Facing Feng Mingzhu's double-click, Murong Yu also looked solemn.
With a sudden explosion of soul power, both hands pushed forward, and the Ryukyu gold chain was woven into a large net to cover the whole body, trying to prevent these two tricks.
Feng Mingzhu's 10% off whip is divided into nine stages, which is nine tornadoes.
All of them fell on Murong Yu's Ryukyu gold chain net, even if Murong Yu's Ryukyu gold chain was woven layer by layer, it was beaten and scattered.
The wind blade that followed directly blasted her body guard soul power, blasting Murong Yu with gold.
Star, vomiting blood.
Feng Mingzhu was annoyed that she had insulted her sister and acted mercilessly.
Murong Yu was an Earth Soul Sorcerer anyway, and took a few steps back to relieve the impact.
The younger sister first, then the older sister, she suffered successive losses in the hands of the Feng family, and her anger had reached its climax.
"You bitch... I fought with you today!" Murong Yu shouted.
I saw that she suddenly withdrew the Ryukyu chain and turned into a long snake around her.
The hands are sealed, and the soul power is outputted desperately.
The long snake that the lucid gold chain turned into suddenly emitted a strong light under the infusion of soul power.
"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry. This is not for me, it is just right for you."
Feng Mingzhu didn't seem to see her madness, and said lightly:
"It's over."
With both hands open, the spirit of fire and the spirit of wind exploded from the two hands.
The wind fights firepower, the fire takes advantage of the wind, and the wind and fire cross the sky!
The whole sky was lit up, as if it was burning!
It's just one style-Xia Guang is like brocade!
The dazzling golden snake rushed into the fiery glow, and went out like a candle in the wind.
Murong Yu's whole body was lifted out and fell to the ground fiercely.
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Murong Yu looked at Feng Mingzhu in disbelief: "How is this... how is it possible? You have... already..."
"Yes." Feng Mingzhu regained her indifferent expression: "I am already the pinnacle of the earth spirit, and I can break through and enter the Xuanqing realm at any time. You, you won't be wronged!"
Murong Yu spit out another mouthful of blood and fainted unwillingly.
"Winner, Feng Family, Feng Mingzhu!"
There was a shout of praise from where the children of the Feng family were located!
This is the last competition in the city!
The Feng family defeated the Murong family, the first family at the time. Now in terms of the strength of spiritism, the Feng family has become the well-deserved number one in Qing'an City!
At this moment, the Murong Patriarch was watching this scene from the spectator stand!
The complexion is gloomy, gloomy and unwilling!
Want to come, his Murong family's two sons and daughters, Murong Feng and Murong Yu, are both dragons and phoenixes, and the city is famous!
But just this year, his sons and daughters have suffered under Feng Wuxie's hands one after another. Until now, Murong Feng's pocky face has made him lose face! Everywhere I go, people talk about it!
For this reason, he has almost given up his son Murongfeng!
Instead, all hopes were placed on Murong Yu!
His daughter can be considered hard, and she can practice cultivation on weekdays. Compared with the past, she can be considered very hard!
But in this famous city arena, his daughter still lost!
After all, he gave up the title of first place to the Feng family!
The final result of the Qing'an city arena, the dust settled!
The top three winners in national competitions are—
First place: Feng family!
Second place: Murong family!
Third place: Beitang family!
Next, these three aristocratic families are ready to go to the capital city of Moro to participate in the nationwide **!
(End of this chapter)