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Chapter Three Hundred

With the siege of these firebirds, Yu Peng was defeated in an instant, and the field was silent.

Everyone recalled the siege of the firebirds just now, and they couldn't help but shivered. What kind of magic is this? Why is it so powerful?

Those firebirds can even change their trajectories halfway, and if there is a spirit, it is hard to defend against it. When everyone put themselves in Yupeng's place, they felt a chill in their hearts when they thought about it.

Compared to the shock of everyone at the scene, no one moved some of the big figures who were lying on the ground in the light mirror, looking at Yu Peng's dark and blue smoke.

No one cares about a small chess piece used for temptation. It is natural that no one cares about the ending of a small chess piece; it only depends on whether the chess piece plays a role.

The middle-aged beautiful woman named Xingwu had a look of surprise and shock in her eyes at this moment. She stared blankly at Fang Luoya, whose Yuan Ling had already restrained her. An uncontrollable shocking voice finally appeared between the corners of her seductive lips: "Surple Bird?!"

"Surf Bird!"

"It turned out to be Suzaku!"

Several sounds sounded in different places, the only thing that was the same was that they were all full of shock.

"I didn't expect that Suzaku would seek the way of Shinto in him. No wonder it was no wonder."

Hua Wu, wearing a white-haired robe, muttered, and a ray of haze flashed quietly in his eyes, replaced by a bitter smile: "No matter what, fortunately it's my witch clan after all."

Hundreds of feet away, inside another witch tower, an old man with a black robe with a cold face and a hooked nose that was extremely attractive to the eye also took a deep breath. After narrowing his narrow eyes, he said in a low voice: "Please bring Yu Peng back. It's okay in the future, don't mess with this little guy!"

"Yes, the head of the family!" A young man standing behind him. After hearing the old man's words, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, he responded with respect.

"It seems that we can be at peace for a while!" Fang Luoya, who was standing in the field, looked at the silent scene in the stands around him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

How could he not know that Yu Peng is just a foreign child of the Yu family. Although he has the strength of a witch, if no one instructs him, how could he dare to provoke his new inspector general?

This small appointment soon spread throughout Yudu; everyone knows that although the newly added inspector general of the Witch Palace was not very old, his witchcraft and talent were extremely powerful.

Although there is still a certain gap between the strength of the other thirteen inspectors generals due to age, no one can question it.

The Wudian Supervision Department has one chief supervisor, seven supervisors, and fourteen supervisors, and is in charge of the supervision of the Wu clan.

In addition to this general supervisor, the other seven supervisors and fourteen inspectors are stationed in the seven major witch halls; the supervisors and deputy supervisors of each witch hall are appointed by each witch hall, but they are responsible to the general supervisor; at the same time, they are coordinated and commanded by the general supervisor and are responsible for the supervision of the entire witch tribe.

But the only ones who truly have the power, responsibility and functions are the chief supervisor and seven supervisors; the fourteen deputy supervisors and supervisors do not have specific duties, but only the power to supervise and assist supervisors in their appointments. The specific duties are assigned by the supervisors of each hall.

Therefore, although Fang Luoya served as deputy supervisor of the Huanwu Palace, the supervisor Yang Qingfeng did not assign him to perform specific duties, so he had the power to supervise.

Although they only have the power to monitor, they make no one look at each other; just like the people who are onlookers who are watching this fight, most of them are young witch elites in their twenties and thirties who are not over forty years old.

Those who come to watch the game are not only curious, but also more jealous. Everyone wants to see the true strength of the new inspector general; among them, there is no sufficient background and a popular candidate for the inspector general.

Facing this Fang Luoya, who is said to be only twenty years old and has a strength that is more than Yu Peng, no one can speak anymore.

Even most people began to be in awe of the young man in front of them; the twenty-year-old earth witch had such a powerful Yuan Ling. I am afraid that the witch clan had the eighth heavenly witch, which was not long after.

Thousands of miles away in Qingyun City, the Yun Mansion is filled with joy.

The head of the family, Yun Moyang, sat upright on the main seat in the hall, with a faint smile on his somewhat old face.

"Yun Ling is really happy to advance again this time. It seems that it has only been a matter of one or two years!" Yun Moying said with a look of relief.

An old goatee next to him, with an excited face on his face, said, "This is true. Before the age of 18, advancement to the spiritual witch, let alone in our Qingyun City, even in the entire human race, there are only a few people!"

Yun Moyang nodded with a smile and said, "That's right, my Yun Ling family has indeed been blessed by my Yun family!"

Speaking of this, Yun Moyang smiled and said with a smug smile: "With Yun Ling here, even if I can't advance to Tianwu, within twenty years, my Yun Ling is still in the heavenly level!"

The old goatee beard next to him hurriedly said in a deep voice: "The head of the family is in the prime of Spring and Autumn Period, so you must not speak like this; and the head of the family has accumulated for a long time, and this time it will be natural to hit the heavenly level!"

"That's right! Once the head of the family successfully attacks the Heavenly Level, and wait for another twenty years, my Yun family will be a two-day martial arts family." Yun Moying also laughed excitedly.

"Haha, one day martial arts, haha"

Speaking of this, Yun Moyang couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The goatee-bearded old man seemed to remember something at this time, raised his eyebrows, and after Yun Moyang stopped laughing, he bowed and said in a cold voice: "Head of the family, Yun Ling has advanced so quickly, so the Daqi Tribe is afraid that he will find a way to solve it! Otherwise, it will be a confidant after all!"

As soon as the goatee said this, Yun Moying next to him changed slightly, and he wanted to speak but stopped, and then looked carefully at Yun Moyang.

Yun Moyang frowned slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice: "Okay, Mohu, let me leave this matter to you; but be sure to keep it confidential and not let others know at all!"

Seeing the head of the family agree, a look of excitement flashed across Yunmohu's face, and he said, "Don't worry, head of the family, this matter is related to Yunling and our Yun family's century-old plan, and there will be no mistakes!"

Seeing Yunmo Lake leaving excitedly, Yun Moying said with a look of worry in her eyes, "Head of the family, if Yun Ling knows about this matter in the future."

"Hmph! The witch clan is close to the Tianqing Mountains. Those witch villages are slaughtered by ferocious beasts. Mohu has always been cautious in doing things, assuming that nothing goes wrong!"

Yun Moyang said coldly: "Even if Yun Ling finds out in the future, will she still make things difficult for her family as a member of my Yun family?"
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