no superior blood

Chapter 864 Fighting against the dead ancestor

"Master Ren, you mean."

Everyone immediately understood Ren Feiyang's plan, their eyes flashed, and they looked at the direction Yi Zhongping was leaving with playful smiles.

The time turned to when everyone was still having a meeting in the council hall. At this time, Feng Yanran was lying on the edge of the window belonging to her room, all she could think about was what happened to Qin Yang just now, the more she thought about it, the more Feng Yanran blushed. .

Shaking her head fiercely, Feng Yanran murmured to herself: "Yanran, Yanran, what are you thinking, indeed, that hateful guy is indeed very powerful and outstanding, but you don't have to always think about him, right? Isn't there enough betrayal?"

Thinking of this, Feng Yanran seemed to see the black-clothed man from back then saying some unfeeling words to her with a cold face.

But there is another voice in Feng Yanran's heart that keeps shouting, Qin Yang is definitely not that kind of person.

Suddenly, Feng Yanran's expression froze, she turned her head, and suddenly a white-haired old woman appeared in Feng Yanran's room.

But when Feng Yanran saw the old woman, her vigilant expression suddenly relaxed, she threw herself into the old woman's arms like a little girl, and said coquettishly, "Master."

That's right, this old woman is Feng Yanran's master Duo Ming Pao Zu.

The surrounding area of ​​the ancestor's wrinkled face like a chrysanthemum was even more wrinkled because of the smile, but in Feng Yanran's view, it was extraordinarily kind.

"Hehe, girl, what's going on today, could it be Sichun, well, let me think about it, it must be extraordinary to be able to make a girl like this, it seems that the current head of the Lingwu Sect is such a character, right? Girl, am I right?"

The ancestor who took life jokingly said, "Master, why are you doing this!"

Feng Yanran didn't follow her anymore, although Feng Yanran was a little moved by Qin Yang, after all, he didn't like such an outstanding man.

But after all, this is a thought hidden in the bottom of my heart, Feng Yanran inevitably feels a little embarrassed after being exposed by the ancestor of the death.

The dead ancestor is very generous
"Hehe, what's the point of being embarrassed, if you fall in love with it, just fall in love with it. In my opinion, that kid is better than the one who abandoned you back then. Fortunately, you are still a perfect body, and you haven't suffered any disadvantages. Otherwise, old woman, I will kill that kid even if I risk my life."

As soon as that person was mentioned, Feng Yanran fell silent again, and when she heard the last words of the ancestor who died, she was both moved and worried: "Master, don't do stupid things, that person was already such a genius before, After such a long time now, and with the care of that race, the current strength is definitely far from what we could compare when we left, as long as he doesn't look for me, I am already very satisfied."

"Okay, old lady, I know, but old lady, I am very interested in the sect master of Lingwu Sect. Intuition, I believe that the last time I fought against those Zhanzun class, that kid hasn't done his best yet. Anyway, old lady, I Just go and try it out."

After finishing speaking, the patriarch of Duoming disappeared suddenly, regardless of Feng Yanran's horrified gaze.

"Master! Master!"

Feng Yanran shouted loudly: "Damn it, what, what if I hurt Qin Yang?"

With a look of worry, Feng Yanran rushed out of the room.

Qin Yang, who was still in the meeting hall, felt the provocative aura from a Zhanzun-level powerhouse, his face changed, and he quickly ordered Xuemo and others, and then disappeared.

The sky above Lingwu Gate.

"Senior, I don't know what is the so-called presence of everyone?"

Qin Yang looked coldly at the white-haired old woman in front of him. From the old woman's body, Qin Yang also felt a heavy breath.

This breath told Qin Yang that the strength of the white-haired old woman in front of him was already able to pose a certain threat to him.

The Patriarch Duoming didn't say anything, and gave Qin Yang a meaningful look, then his figure flashed quickly, and he left in the distance. Seeing this, Qin Yang hurriedly followed.

After a period of time, in a small forest in the [-]th district, the dead ancestor suddenly stopped his figure.

"Hehe, boy, I'm very interested in you, old lady, how about we two get along with each other."

The corner of Qin Yang's mouth twitched suddenly, feeling that you brought me here for this reason.

Qin Yang felt a burst of unhappiness in his heart, and snorted coldly.

"Sorry, if it's just for this reason, I won't accompany you."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yang was about to turn around and leave.

However, it is clear that the ancestor who took life would not let Qin Yang leave so easily.

"Death-killing Fengshen feet!"

The dead ancestor launched a quick movement that didn't match her trembling body at all, bursts of spiritual energy condensed into scattered whirlwinds, and then these whirlwinds formed giant legs that were constantly spinning, piercing the sky , came towards Qin Yang violently, before he got close to Qin Yang, a sense of oppression of space and momentum made Qin Yang's face suddenly change.

The dead ancestor is a genuine Zhanzun-level Dzogchen powerhouse, and now with the low-level combat skills that have reached the divine rank, his combat power is already close to that of a Zhansheng-level powerhouse.

The bottom line of the fighting power of the battle saint level powerhouse is 3000 million. At this time, the fighting power of the dead ancestor has reached more than 800 million.

Qin Yang's face darkened suddenly, although he didn't want to fight, but in the face of this kind of attack, Qin Yang had no choice but to fight, blindly running away would not solve anything at all.

"The eyes of the six realms, open!"

"The blood of the six-winged demon is condensed!"

"Dress, Phoenix sacred clothes!"

The originally pitch-black pupils suddenly turned blood-red, nine black gouyu twirled around on the three outlines, six black and white wings fluttered behind Qin Yang's back, and his body was covered by bright golden armor.

With the blessing of the two major bloodlines, Qin Yang's current combat power has soared to 830 million, but with the sacred clothes of the Phoenix seat, although the attack power has not increased much, the defense power is enough to withstand 430 million million attack power.

"The first form of the Rihong swordsmanship is Sunset Changhong!"

"Phoenix Tianxiang!"

Scattered flaming blade lights and huge energy phoenix collided with the deadly Fengshen's feet basically in no particular order.

Boom!

In the entire sky, there were two huge explosions, and the scattered energy impacted, destroying all the trees in the forest.

The first form of the Rihong swordsmanship barely met the requirements of a god-level low-level combat skill, and directly increased the comprehensive attack power of the flame sword light to 180 million.

However, the grade of Phoenix Tianxiang has reached the high level of the divine grade. Therefore, the comprehensive attack power of the huge energy Phoenix has reached nearly 400 million.

The three attacks collided with each other, and the energy impact produced was more towards Qin Yang, and at the same time, there were energy giant legs that were shrunk by N times.

No, it can't be called giant legs now, and the size is about the same as that of normal people
"Good boy, the mere peak of the Warlord level can achieve such power. I'm afraid there are not many people in the entire human race who can compare with it."

Although the energy shocks hit the ancestor, but with the strength of the ancestor, these energy shocks have not had much impact on the ancestor.

As for Qin Yang, under the protection of the sacred clothes of the Phoenix seat, although he retreated hundreds of steps back after being bombarded, there was no serious problem except for some chest tightness.

In the first full-strength test, Qin Yang lost a little.

(End of this chapter)