Chapter 867: Want to run away after winning?

Divine consciousness is the greatest secret of the Saint of Guangling.

No one knows except her master.

Even her biological parents don't know.

And this spiritual consciousness was born with her.

It's just that I was ignorant when I was a child and didn't know what this was.

Later, he was spotted by his master.

Take her back to the Minzong.

And taught her how to enter martial arts.

However, her master only knew about divine consciousness, how to cultivate it, and how to use it.

But still don't understand.

However, Saintess Guangling herself is also considered to be extremely talented.

In recent years, through my own exploration, I have also found some ways.

Use your spiritual sense to explore the surroundings.

And use spiritual consciousness to attack.

All are very good applications.

This kind of spiritual consciousness is extremely rare.

Even in Middle-earth, there are many geniuses and strong men.

She has never met another one.

certainly.

Maybe she didn't come into contact with enough people.

But it is enough to prove the rarity of spiritual consciousness.

This time we come to the ancient ruins.

It was also because she discovered clues from ancient books.

I know that in ancient times, there was a sect called Zhenshen Sect.

Specializes in cultivating spiritual consciousness.

And it's extremely powerful.

So she collected all kinds of information and made sufficient preparations.

Finally came here.

But she didn't expect it.

In Guimen Town, another spiritual consciousness was discovered.

And that divine consciousness was more condensed than hers.

At that time, she was shocked.

Later I also tried to find it.

But it was not found.

I had to keep it in my heart for the time being.

But now.

She has found it.

"You...how are you so powerful?"

Saintess Guangling's eyes were bleeding at this time, and she was in an unprecedented state of shock.

Because Xiao Changfeng's spiritual consciousness is much stronger than hers.

In terms of quality.

Her consciousness was like a piece of tofu, but Xiao Changfeng's was like a steel knife.

Quantitatively speaking.

The strength of her consciousness is probably not even one-tenth of Xiao Changfeng's.

It was hard for her to imagine.

How did Xiao Changfeng practice?

"No wonder he insists on occupying that plaque. He must have discovered the remaining spiritual consciousness inside."

This moment.

Saintess Guangling was also clear-minded and figured out the cause of the matter.

At this time, what was even more shocking were the spectators around.

"Lord Saint...lost?"

Qi Yanting's eyes widened, her pretty face full of disbelief.

The Saint of Guangling is the supreme idol in her mind.

She is a perfect goddess who can never be defeated.

But at this time.

Three moves have passed, but Xiao Changfeng is not defeated.

This also means that the Saint of Guangling loses.

This was a huge blow to her.

And for others.

This result was like a bolt from the blue.

"The saint lost? No, this is not true. How can the goddess in my heart marry a fat man!"

"How could the saint lose? This kid must have cheated!"

"Yes, he must have tampered with it."

Everyone was talking about it, but they couldn't accept this result.

At this time, Zhenzhu Ancestor also frowned.

He has a higher realm, so he sees things far more clearly than others.

Bloody Whale and White Tiger Divine Fist are actually not very different from each other.

It stands to reason that even if you lose.

But Saintess Guangling will not be injured!

However, at this moment, Saintess Guangling's eyes were bleeding and she screamed.

This made him extremely surprised.

What happened just now?

Xiao Changfeng took back the White Tiger Spirit and still stood where he was.

It looks calm and breezy.

It didn't look like he had just experienced a big battle.

"Three moves have passed. I am willing to admit defeat. From now on, you will be Brother Zhao's wife!"

Xiao Changfeng spoke calmly.

Every word is like a sharp dagger.

It pierces the hearts of those suitors of the Saint of Guangling.

"Haha, Brother Xiao, I knew you would win."

Zhao Fugui laughed loudly and reached out to throw a wine bottle.

This is a celebration drink.

Naturally, Xiao Changfeng would not refuse.

But he wasn't proud either.

I don’t even believe that the Saint of Guangling will really fulfill this agreement.

It's just people who don't keep their promises.

They didn't end well in front of Xiao Changfeng.
To be continued...