Above the cold wind and snow in the extreme north, in the thick clouds, the arc of lightning columns and thunder wandered like dragons and snakes, and the roar was endless, and the suffocating pressure was everywhere. Suddenly, a giant palm covered with purple gold patterns emerged from the sky, shattering the sea of ​​clouds.

A sharp roar sounded through the sound barrier, and two extremely embarrassed figures under the purple gold giant palm were knocked down from the sky and smashed to the ground like a cannonball.

A white robe figure could barely maintain balance after it landed, but another half-dragon-half-human figure was not so lucky. It fell thousands of feet away, and finally stopped after crashing through a mountain.

Chang Xi, who knocked the snow mountain through a terrifying hole, struggled to get up from the ground, coughing violently, and the golden dragon scales on his body were knocked down a lot of under the shocking palm just now. At this moment, the fine dragon scales on his cheeks were cracked, and a faint golden blood was flowing out. From a distance, it looked like half of his face had been broken.

Chang Xi spit out a mouthful of blood that was going upwards, barely lifted up the dispersed aura in his body, met the concerned gaze that the elder brother cast, and shook his head with a wry smile.

A person as powerful as the Emperor of Fengdu, even if he has suppressed his realm to the threshold of the third level, can still make Chang Xi and his senior brother feel powerless as if they are shaking the tree.

"If you only have this strength and ability, you cannot get the qualification to return to the world from this emperor." The thick sea of ​​clouds dispersed, and the Emperor of Fengdu stepped on the void like a god descending to earth, looking calmly at the two people on the ground.

Chang Xi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. It was the first time he saw his senior brother taking action.

As he expected, the eldest brother had already entered the ranks of Shenyou Realm. All the sword moves he used were the most orthodox Qingyun sword techniques. But I don’t know if it was the eldest brother’s cultivation or his understanding of swordsmanship far exceeded others. Only ordinary secret sword techniques can exert power comparable to the Sword Style in his hands, not to mention those Sword Styles with already powerful power. Every sword move seems to be like the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

Yun Lan also admired the amazing combat power of his junior brother. You should know that it has only been more than a year since his junior brother left the Huangquan Realm, and he has jumped from the original God Transformation Realm to the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, which is about to touch the threshold of the Shenyou Realm. How could he not be surprised and displeased? As a veteran, he is very clear that in the second step of the great realm, every time he wants to improve his cultivation level at a small realm, he needs considerable hard practice and sufficient opportunities.

The jealous speed of cultivation like the junior brother can no longer be called "left". It's like flying with a sword!

But even if these two brothers are already ceiling-level existences among the younger generation in the world, their swordsmanship can only scratch the Emperor of Fengdu.

Chang Xi's golden eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he said to Yun Lan in a deep voice: "Senior Brother, let's try the Sword Forbidden Technique again!"

"Okay! I'll kill you, you'll burn silent!" Yun Lan shook her sleeves and raised her palm, and used the harsh wind and snow within a radius of thousands of miles to make a sword. Her pupils turned into a blood-red red heart in an instant. The scarlet sword energy, which was as surging as the waves of the river, flew from the ground to the sky. The sword energy was like a dragon soaring in the clouds and fog, traversing half of the sky.

Chang Xi's sword intent was full of awesomeness, his pupils turned into vertical pupils like sharp swords, and the sword intent of life and death yin and yang changed in an instant to a red cross as dazzling as the rising sun!

"The Forbidden Sword Art Burn Ji!"

Just like Chang Xi, the Heavenly Sword Immortal, opened his bow left and right, his two red crosses were tightly held by his hands, and the golden dragon power was wrapped around the red cross, and the golden red weather was powerful!

Chang Xi roared angrily and threw it hard at the body of the Emperor Fengdu!

At the same time, the senior brother who had already accumulated the power of the Three Thousand Sacrifice of Killing Dao also took action at the same time. The timing was just right, and the terrifying pressure that could not be explained came!

The two sword-forbidden sword techniques in Qingyun Mountain appear at the same time, and their power is enough to change the day and the sun!

"Oh? Finally, I'm a little bit shy. This is barely like the magical power that a so-called sword immortal should use. If it is missing a lot of laws of heaven and earth, it should be considered the top magical power." The Emperor of Fengdu calmly looked at the two sword-forbidden techniques that were rushing towards him in the sky, but shook his head and said, "But it's still not enough."

The Emperor of Fengdu, who was as majestic as the giant spirit general in the heavenly court, had a plain tone, as if he was explaining a fact. He stretched out his palm, and the sword energy that broke through the wind and snow seemed to hit the reef and dissipated to both sides. He pressed his huge palm again, and instantly soared to a size of ten thousand feet, covering the sky and the sun. He easily suppressed the two sword-forbidden techniques at the foot of the Wujing Mountain and could not turn over again.

Chang Xi and Yun Lan both spewed out a mouthful of blood at the same time. They both used the Qi Ji method in the Forbidden Sword Technique, and both prospered and lost. At this time, the magical power was suppressed by the emperor, and they also suffered backlash, and their bodies were as painful as an ant bite.

Chang Xi's dragon scales were cracked inch by inch, and every time his body trembled, the dull dragon scales would fall off. Golden blood kept seeping out of the scales, which looked particularly miserable. The situation of his senior brother Yun Lan was definitely not good. His face was as pale as paper, and his hand holding Fengxue's long sword kept shaking.

The eldest brother grinned, revealing his lips and teeth stained with blood, and said something that made Chang Xi smile bitterly, "Even my father has never beat me so badly."

While Chang Xi smiled bitterly, his heart began to sink to the bottom of the valley. Even if the Emperor of Fengdu deliberately let the water go, he still couldn't shake it. Could it be that he really couldn't seize the qualification to return to the world from the emperor?

The second senior brother, the eighth princess and Hongyu, are still waiting for him in the Weishui River!

"It's not completely impossible to beat the Emperor of Fengdu." At this moment, the voice of the second soul sounded in Chang Xi's heart.

"How do you say this?!"

Chang Xi heard the second soul who had been silent for a long time suddenly say this, and was frightened and quickly asked him for advice. The second soul's thinking style is different from his master's personality. Sometimes he can always notice something he missed inadvertently.

"The Emperor of Fengdu is the master of the Huangquan Realm. A person as powerful as him should have had more or less contact with the overlords of several other interfaces. Do you still remember the will of the first ancestor of the dragon clan in the dragon clan's dragon pool?"

Chang Xi's thoughts changed rapidly. When he recalled the scene at that time, he suddenly remembered the name of Emperor Fengdu at that time. You should know that the dragon clan has its own space and escapes from the cycle of reincarnation. After the dragon clan's powerful powers fell, they either returned to the dragon tomb or voluntarily entered the dragon pool to transform into a part of the dragon clan's profound historical accumulation.

Ancestor Moye should not have seen the Emperor of Fengdu for any reason.

"You may try to communicate in depth the supreme origin."

The second soul said seriously: "The origin of the supreme is passed down from generation to generation by the patriarchs of the Dragon Clan, and it contains countless wills. If you can successfully find the will of the ancestor Moye and successfully awaken it, perhaps there is a turning point in this matter!"

Chang Xi swallowed and said, "What if he ignores me?"

The second soul looked at Chang Xi with contempt, and said helplessly: "Then you won't cry weakly? The Dragon Clan is the most protective of your weakness. You just say that you were beaten unilaterally by the Emperor of Fengdu in the Huangquan Realm, and you will not give the current young leader of the Dragon Clan at all. You see if Mo Ye will sit idly by the old ancestor."

When Chang Xi heard this, he immediately sat cross-legged in the wind and snow without hesitation. His eyes, which were rising with golden flames, gradually disappeared. The sword energy and dragon power on his body were silent at a speed visible to the naked eye, until he finally looked like a dead tree in winter.

The eldest brother was so scared that his face was gone. He thought that the youngest brother had suffered some fatal damage and was in danger. He rushed over and checked carefully and found that the youngest brother seemed to be in a deep state of restlessness, and even the fluctuations of the divine thoughts in the sea of ​​consciousness were gone.

The Emperor of Fengdu, who was descending in the sky, gave a light sigh, obviously a little curious about Chang Xi's unexpected behavior. He was like his eternal existence that had been baptized for countless years, and he had long been indifferent to the concept of time, so he didn't mind waiting for a while. He was very interested in seeing how this young man who deserved the word "preced" in the world could come up with a trump card that would make his eyes shine.

The wind and snow were howling in the extreme north, and Chang Xi's deep level of meditation continued. Now even his breathing was half-stagnant, reaching a level of breathing for half an hour. If it weren't for the faint heartbeat in his chest, ordinary people would probably think that this person had already become a corpse of ice.

This kind of deep-seated meditation that will make you fall into defenseless will be useful at this time. If Chang Xi displays the will to try to summon the ancestor in front of the Demon Emperor Ying Zheng, the formation will be ineffective in an instant and let himself be the mermaid meat.

Yun Lan sat next to Chang Xi and wiped away the snow on Chang Xi's body every time he was a while.

The voice of the Emperor of Fengdu sounded in the sky, "You have a good junior brother."

The eldest brother looked up at the sky, and a long sword made of wind and snow in the northern region was lying horizontally on his knees. His smile was warm: "Although from the perspective of subordinates, I really want to say that the emperor is praised. But from the perspective of being a senior brother, I think the younger brother is better than you, and I am afraid it is more than tens of thousands of times better."

The Emperor of Fengdu still had the calm expression, "It should be like this."

The wind and snow in the extreme north were roaring and the Emperor of Fengdu walked alone in the sky. He said: "This emperor's affairs are heavy, and he can't wait like this endlessly. It seems that you can't get the qualification from me, so let's stop here."

As the wind and snow roared, the eldest brother stood up with his sword and blocked his junior brother.

The Emperor of Fengdu shook his head invisibly, and then pressed his palm to the earth. The huge palm covered with purple gold patterns gradually surged, covering the sky and the sun. The five fingers of the pillar of heaven tear the sky into pieces in Yun Lan's eyes, covering his palm to pieces and suppressing the world.

However, just when it was undesirable, Chang Xi, who was cross-legged on the ground, suddenly burst out with an extremely ancient and endless majesty momentum. The high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the fields, and it even defeated the howling wind and snow in the entire extreme north for a moment!

The giant purple gold palm that suppressed the world suddenly stopped, and the calm expression on the face of the Emperor of Fengdu swept away, replaced by surprise and solemnity.

His eyes narrowed slightly, staring at the young figure who stood up again on the dead tree.

To be precise, he was looking at the figure of the golden dragon quietly standing between the sky and the earth behind Chang Xi.

"What a selfless old man in Fengdu, who is old and has the courage to show off his power in front of a junior in the Void Refining Realm? Is he shameless?" The shadow of the golden dragon entrenched three thousand feet looked at the Emperor of Fengdu opposite, and the cold dragon voice sounded.

Yun Lan, sandwiched between two giants, was already stunned.

The younger brother is so domineering!

Hearing this long-lost and rebellious voice, the pupils of the Fengdu Emperor, who had always been calm, suddenly shrank. He let out a breath and asked slowly: "It's you, Mo Xie?"

Mo Xie, the first ancestor of the dragon clan, answered the Emperor of Fengdu with a cold snorkeling.

The Emperor of Fengdu looked at Chang Xi and said, "I thought the dragon power and dragon breath on this guy was a little familiar to me, but I didn't expect it would be you."

The Emperor of Fengdu looked at Mo Ye's dragon body carefully for a while, and suddenly said with a hint of sadness in his tone: "So you have fallen long ago, have you voluntarily joined the Dragon Pool?"

The ancestor Mo Ye was very frank about life and death. Jin Can's dragon head swayed gently and said, "Do you think everyone is like you, huddling in the Yellow Spring Realm to escape from life and death?"

The Emperor of Fengdu shook his head and said nothing. A long time ago, he and Mo Ye worked in the Heavenly Court of the Immortal Realm, and were both in the Immortal Class. As the Jade Emperor, the Emperor of the Immortal Dragon, Mo Ye knew him, who was a roller blind general at that time, and both fought with each other on the battlefield of the Demon Realm. Later, Mo Ye resigned from his immortal book and carried his seriously injured body back to the Demon Realm. He later experienced many hardships and opportunities, his cultivation level increased greatly, and he got a great opportunity to become the Emperor of Feng Du in the Yellow Spring Realm.

After that, he also tried to contact the past sect, but Mo Xie could not contact him at all.

The Emperor of Fengdu said: "The Yellow Spring Realm is not your home court, and your dragon breath will be diluted by the Yellow Spring Breath. Moreover... you have fallen for a long time, but it is just the remaining will summoned by Chang Xi. You are not my opponent."

Mo Xie raised his head and laughed: "Boy, when you were still in the Heavenly Court, you had already passed the threshold of entering the holy realm. I don't know how many times you saved your life on the battlefield of the demons. You guys don't know what's the point in your heart?"

Mo Ye's tone is full of twists and turns, and the power of the dragon is shaking, and the extreme north is circulating without snow.

"You can try it out. I will teach you what it means to be strong."

The Emperor of Fengdu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but eventually he became speechless. No matter whether Mo Ye was his opponent at this time, he had no idea of ​​attacking Mo Ye. If Mo Ye had not taken action several times to save his life, he would have not been able to become the Emperor of Feng Du.

Only with cause can there be a result. The so-called reward of cause and effect is the greatest way of heaven in the world.

The power of the Emperor of Fengdu dissipated, and he looked at Chang Xi, and there was a hint of sincere relief in his calmness and said, "Little guy, congratulations, you won."

The Emperor of Fengdu looked at Mo Ye, a golden dragon that was both a teacher, a friend and a robe.

There was a smile on his lips, and he was very happy to be able to reunite with his former comrades.

A voice that only Chang Xi himself could hear sounded in his heart.
Chapter completed!