Lu Xiuluo stepped off the skull and kicked the Blood Demon in the head.
The blood demon's mouth and nose were bleeding, and he lay paralyzed on the ground, unable to move, like a dead corpse.
Lu Xiuluo looked at him condescendingly and said coldly: "You are a slave, and slaves should be careful when speaking. Do you hear me?"
The blood demon looked numb: "Slave, I understand."
Lu Xiuluo was then satisfied and waved to let him get up. The Blood Demon stood aside. He wanted to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but when he raised his hand, he saw a louse on his sleeve.
He stared at it for a while, his expression indifferent, but his blood-red eyes trembled for a moment.
He flexed his fingers and quietly, gently pushed the louse away from his sleeve.
…
Holy Island.
The place of eternal twilight.
Yan Fei was sitting on a drifting boat, his eyes were distracted, and he was in a daze.
Lord Chushan stepped onto the boat, patted the former's shoulder and gave him a jug of wine.
Yan Fei took it, uncorked the wine, and drank.
Mr. Chushan didn't say anything. He took out a fishing rod without hook and bait and started fishing.
Yan Fei, who has always been lively, is so abnormal, so he must have something on his mind, but he has a taciturn nature and cannot comfort others. All he can do is accompany him silently.
Finally, Yan Fei couldn't help it anymore. He took a sip of wine and said in a low voice, "I made an agreement with dad."
"Um."
"Within five years, if I can step into the Mahayana realm, he will no longer restrain me. If I can't, I will go back and take over the Xianyang Sect."
"Um."
"I must have lost my mind. How could I break through the tribulations and reach the Mahayana within five years? It's simply a fantasy. Eating shit is easier than this."
Yan Fei lowered his head in depression.
His current strength is at the eighth level of the Divine Transformation Realm. He is a genius among ordinary people and a mediocre person among geniuses.
In five years, let alone whether you can step into the Mahayana realm, whether you can break through to become a god is still a matter of course!
In the eyes of many people, a young master from a super sect who inherits his father's legacy as an eldest son and continues to perpetuate the all-powerful legend has such a bright and beautiful future. It is a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime.
But he just wants to be a happy man who lives in seclusion in the countryside. He doesn't have that big ambition, nor is he that strong. If the Xianyang Sect is handed over to him, he can't afford it!
Lord Chushan didn't know how to comfort him. He said selfishly that he and Yan Hantian had the same idea. He had no ambitions and wanted Yan Fei to become the heir. He would wholeheartedly assist him.
It's just that Yan Feizhi is not here, and he doesn't want to force his friend to do something.
The sky is filled with golden light, the Heavenly List cuts through the wind and clouds, and the number one video is being played.
Yan Fei became excited when he saw it. He pointed at the Heavenly List and said lively, "Xie Feng can actually kill the Canglong Ancestor!
"This kind of power is what I need, young master! Lao Chu, weren't you taught by him? Can you find him? I want to worship him as my teacher!"
Seeing the Tianbang, Lord Chu Shan sighed in his heart about Xie Feng's strength. Hearing Yan Fei's words, he was stunned for a moment.
"You want to take him as your teacher?"
"No. 1 on the four rankings, and he has destroyed an ancient powerful clan. No one in the world can be more powerful than him, right?!"
"I don't know where he is."
"We can go to the world's number one intelligence network and the Tianji Tower to calculate!"
Yan Fei's eyes were bright, and Lord Chu Shan was willing to accompany him on a trip. Xie Feng's sword attack had completely conquered him. How could he miss this opportunity to meet!
Qi Wuyan from Tianji Tower, after all the calculations from past to present, might know Xie Feng’s location!
…
In the northeast of the Holy Continent, there is a vast, desolate and cold land. The climate here is extremely cold. It is covered with ice and snow all year round. It is extremely cold. It is almost the worst place for human existence.
The glaciers are rolling one after another. The snow is white and the glaciers are black. They will never change and the buildings built on them are also black.
This area is shrouded in black, but compared to the eternal night, it is still bright. The white snow reflects the cold light of the sun and the moon. The entire glacier is strange and mysterious.
This is Wuyou Glacier, the area where the Wei people live.
This race is neither human nor beast, but a strange creature born in the breath of ice and snow and nourished by the energy of creation!
However, they are highly close to human civilization, can also transform into human form, and can also absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation.
Youcheng is the imperial capital of Wuyou Glacier. It is on the rooftop of a marquis mansion. The moon is as cold as frost, and the moonlight casts a thin cold shadow.
He is tall, dressed in purple and gold clothes, and wears a plain gold crown on his head. His long and narrow snake-like eyes are always squinting, with sharp light hidden in the pupils. His eyebrows are thick and thick. When he frowns, it is extremely oppressive.
Kui tribe, Beiyouhou!
He looked up at the skylight that illuminated the entire Wuyou Glacier. The golden light was gorgeous and bright.
"Just after I came out of seclusion, the situation in the world has developed to such an extent. The spiritual energy of the Dharma Ending Age has revived. Haha, it's interesting."
"Number one on the Heavenly Ranking, is Xie Feng..."
The Marquis of Beiyou muttered to himself, his mind was spinning, and the three lists of qualification list, magic weapon list, and demeanor list emerged with his thoughts, and only people in his area could see them.
"The number one on the four heavenly lists is Xie Feng. It seems that this person is not weak.
"The number one video on the physical list, this is..."
Beiyouhou stared coldly at the scene in the video, where the Canglong ancestor died and the Canglong clan was wiped out, his pupils trembling slightly!
Ancestor Canglong was actually killed...
This person definitely has a strength that is not weaker than that of the Immortal Realm. Is he an Immortal?!
"It's a pity that the Canglong clan has provoked such a powerful enemy. The alliance was made thirteen years ago."
The Marquis of Beiyou sighed in a low voice, his voice was sighing, but there was no wave on his face, which was as cold and deep as a glacier.
He scanned the four heavenly lists with great interest, and when he saw the second on the qualification list, his expression changed slightly.
Taichu White Tiger Immortal Body, Su Shang!
The four words Taichu White Tiger are an eternal taboo in the heart of Beiyouhou.
He was in seclusion for thirteen years just to heal his wounds. Because when he besieged Su Yuan in Yong Ye, he was injured by the latter!
"This name reminds me of the dusty past.
"As far as I know, the last three Taichu White Tigers, Su Yuan, Shang Ni, and Chen Beiye, have already died. How could there be a fourth Taichu White Tiger?
"The tigress was pregnant at that time. Could it be that this was her offspring? She actually escaped from being hunted by 100,000 blue dragons?"
There was a slight fluctuation on Beiyouhou's face, he frowned and murmured.
"Maybe the key to the Lost Immortal Temple can be found in this person.
"The combination of Su Shang, Su Yuan and Shang Ni, huh, even if you die, you will spread the dog food.
"I want to find you and get the key!"
Beiyouhou looked at Tianbang with deep and sharp eyes. He slowly put his hands behind his back, and a surge of earth-shaking luck burst out.