Three days, just three days, Xue Yan has already entered the realm of Great Perfection in the innate realm, and is striking the realm of consecration with the help of spiritual pulse. But this is not what Murong Feng wants to see. The dignified descendants of the Huaxia clan,
If you don't practice martial arts, but you want to cultivate truth, wouldn't you be ashamed of your ancestors if you meet them one day? With Xue Yan's talent, he can make rapid progress by practicing martial arts.
With a thought in his mind, Murong Feng's figure appeared in front of Xue Yan like a ghost. A huge force came and directly shattered the Yuan Gathering Formation in front of him. The energy in his spiritual veins surged out. Murong Feng absorbed the stars and shot directly.
Forcibly absorbing it, quickly compressing it, and converting it into your own true essence. The whole process is clean and extremely domineering.
Xue Yan was hurt and opened her eyes. The energy and blood in her body surged, and a stream of blood spurted out. When she saw Murong Feng, she looked puzzled and said, "It's you Murong Feng. You're back, but why are you blocking me?"
Enter the realm of real people.”
Murong Feng frowned and said in a deep voice: "Xue Yan, don't forget where you came from, don't forget your roots. You are Chinese. Even though you have changed your body, your soul is still that of a dragon.
Soul, how can I, the majestic descendants of Yan and Huang, cultivate truth? Our clan naturally possesses the supreme avenue, which is thousands of times more powerful."
Xue Yan used her own Qi to calm down the chaotic Qi in her Dantian, and immediately started to argue with Murong Feng: "I just want to cultivate, I just want to practice Taoism, I just want to become an immortal, the Huaxia clan is already a distant memory of me.
It has been twenty years since I came to this world, and I have never had a good day. I have been living a wandering life. Since you are Chinese, why didn't you show up earlier? When I had the opportunity to achieve the supreme immortality, you came to strangle me.
Hope, why on earth is this, you keep talking about our ancestors, our ancestors have long since died and we don’t know where they are, I’m afraid they have turned into dust long ago! No one can stop me from cultivating and becoming an immortal."
Murong Feng's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he slapped Xue Yan hard on the face. Immediately clear five finger prints appeared, and said: "If you are not Chinese, if it is not for the sake of the same blood, if it is not for the fact that you are this
Among the few members of my clan in the world, you have turned into a pile of bones with this slap just now. I can kill you just by your insulting words to your ancestors. This is just a small thing for you.
I hope this is the first and last time. The three sects of Taoism are my eternal grudges against China. No matter what you practice, you can never cultivate. The immortal way has no fate with you. China will always only have martial arts. Warriors are
The only one in China."
There were two lines of clear tears hanging from the corners of Xue Yan's beautiful face, and endless resentment burst out, saying: "Why, why, China will always be China, so what about China, I have traveled through time, I have the power to become an immortal
If we don't fight for the opportunity, why should I practice Chinese martial arts? What about my ancestors? My ancestors never cared about my life or death."
Murong Feng was stunned at first, and then he sighed heavily and said: "Why, why, our ancestors have never cared about our life and death, Xue Yan, you are really too selfish, our ancestors have completely sacrificed themselves for me to continue the blood of China."
The fall of the ancestors does not even have the chance of reincarnation. The ancestors possess supreme power and have eternal life. Even if they are hundreds of millions of immortals in the world, the ancestors are also qualified to become the overlords of one party. For our China, they have been reincarnated.
There is no chance, what else do you want, you only think about yourself, you selfish, forgetful bastard, you want to become an immortal, right? With me here, you can never think about it,
I will suppress you and make you completely sober."
After saying that, Murong Feng directly took Xue Yan into the small world, creating a space of ten miles in radius alone, only leaking a trace of vitality, so that she would not die from exhaustion of her vitality. Let me wake you up first,
Huh! You are guilty of insulting your ancestors and should be killed. However, because you are Chinese, I will spare your life. If you do not repent, I will have to kill you to avoid becoming a disaster in the future.
Murong Feng's heart has long been as cold as iron. He is naturally extremely kind to his friends, but he must be as ruthless as fire when treating his enemies. He will kill when he needs to, without hesitation. There is no kindness and sympathy in this world, but only killing.
With iron blood.
After suppressing Xue Yan, Murong Feng had some doubts in his heart. It was only three days before and after, and Xue Yan was full of confusion. He was just a small innate warrior, but there were actually Taoist cultivators helping him to arrange the arrangements.
After leaving the Juyuan Formation, he also possesses a special spiritual vein and returns it to the cultivation method. The difference between before and after is too great.
The most important thing is that Xue Yan's character has become extremely weird. It was like this a few days ago, but in just three days, it seems that he has changed into a completely selfish person. He is completely like God first and I second.
Er's style, in order to cultivate truth and become an immortal, even dares to insult his own ancestors, there must be something fishy in it.
No, I still have to figure it out. Otherwise, my uncle's heart will always be on edge. I always feel that something is going to happen. This thing is too weird. I hate this feeling of being unable to figure it out the most. I hate it very much.
You must go find Xue Yan and ask for details.
Entering the small world again, Murong Feng thought, and went directly to Xue Yan, his expression became extremely ugly, while Xue Yan seemed to be a different person, sitting quietly in the small world, as calm as water,
He couldn't see any fluctuations. When he saw Murong Feng's arrival, he looked surprised and said: "Brother Murong, you, you're okay, that's great, what kind of place is this! What's wrong with me! Seeing Goudan
Is it done?"
Murong Feng sneered a few times and said: "Xue Yan, stop pretending, put away your disguise! Have you forgotten what you just said? You dare to insult the ancestors of China. For this reason, I will suppress you here for a hundred years."
, you should sober up! Who gave you the cultivation techniques, and who helped you build the Yuan Gathering Formation."
"What cultivation technique, what Yuan Gathering Formation, what do you mean! I can't understand! And why do you want to suppress me? Have I done anything? Brother Murong, we come from the same star and have the same ancestor.
In this cruel alien world, we should help each other, Xue Yan really doesn't understand why you do this to me." Xue Yan looked at Murong Feng pitifully, her expression extremely bleak.
"Pretend, keep pretending, you continue to pretend to me. Since you refuse to tell the truth, then continue to sober up here! But if you miss this opportunity, you will never have a chance to go out. Just stay here until you die of old age.
!I would rather kill you with my own hands than let you become a disaster in the future." Murong Feng's expression was unusually firm, and he looked at Xue Yan with incomparable indifference.