Peerless Spirit Master

  Chapter 494 The past, finally reappears! 【2 more】

   The girl in the red dress who had been in retreat for more than three months, suddenly opened her eyes at this moment.

   Opening her eyes means she has withdrawn from the state of meditation, but surprisingly, the aura on her body did not subside, but after a pause, it suddenly rose again!

   At this moment, a golden light broke down and flew straight towards Qing Yunge.

   The sound of "锵—" was the sound of the long sword being unsheathed.

The    Fengli Sword came out without calling, and the cold light flashed before his eyes, and the golden light that fell from the sky was finally exposed.

   After seeing what was wrapped in the golden light, Qing Yunge's pupils shrank slightly.

   That's clearly... It's clearly the orange sword soul representing the light element!

   How could the sixth sword soul appear by itself?

   Could it be that something happened to Fenglijian?

  Qing Yunge narrowed her eyes and looked at the three-foot Qingfeng spinning in front of her, and the orange sword soul wrapped around it.

   They were merging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a word suddenly appeared on the sword of Feng Lijian, which was originally empty.

The word    was only half written, and Qing Yunge couldn't tell what it was, but that half word made her feel very depressed.

   Something seemed to cross her mind, but it was so fast that she didn't have time to catch it.

   In the next second, Dantian is hot.

   An extremely powerful and pure power gushed out from the dantian, and slowly flowed down the meridians to the limbs.

   Immediately after, is the most refined and pure profound energy.

   In the Profound Spirit Realm, one cannot rely on absorbing the profound energy in the air to make up for their losses. The sudden appearance of profound energy did not know why, and the air began to riot.

   "Clang Clang!"

   Fenglijian suddenly clamored twice, then trembled violently, and the orange sword soul was finally absorbed.

   At the moment when the light disappeared into the body of the sword, Qing Yunge's body was also shocked, because the sixth sword art of "Feng Tian Jue" had already appeared in her mind.

   "A sword in hand to fight the eight wastes,

   One step at a time, one frivolous.

  The heart is immortal and the blood is flowing,

   I am the emperor under the nine domains! "

  Under the Nine Domains…

  I am king...

   Emperor!

  Qing Yunge repeated the last sentence softly, but before she could fully display the four-style sword art, her expression changed again.

   This time, what appeared in her mind was not "Feng Tian Jue", but...

  **

   "Sister, elder sister!" Someone shouted from behind her, "Sister, wait for me."

   Hearing the crisp and tactful voice like an oriole, the woman in white frowned indiscernibly, and then turned back: "Qing Xuan, what's the matter with you?"

  Feng Qingxuan ran forward panting, her whole body was dripping with sweat, she smiled coquettishly: "Sister, where are you going, can you take me?"

   "You?" Feng Qingli looked down at her, her voice cold, "Do you have to ask the deity to give you a foot restraint?"

   "Sister?" Feng Qingxuan was stunned, "Sister, how could you say such a thing to me?"

   Feng Qingli's eyes were filled with disgust, she stopped looking at Feng Qingxuan, turned around with her sword in hand, and left.

   Upon seeing this, Feng Qingxuan immediately followed, but fell to the ground with a groan.

   Obviously, there was an extra barrier in front of her.

   "Sister!" Feng Qingxuan was suddenly furious, she patted the barrier with her hand, "Sister, you can't treat me like this, please release me!"

   However, the woman in white turned a deaf ear to this and just drifted away.

  Feng Qingxuan's complexion finally changed, and it was extremely gloomy. She looked at the white robe and gritted her teeth: "Feng, Qing, Li!"

  Thousands of emotions tumbled violently in Feng Qingxuan's heart, gradually swallowing her last bit of kindness.

  Why do they have the same father and mother, but they are treated differently?

  Why is Feng Qingli a high-ranking Venerable Li, but she can't even be elected as an elder?

   Why did Feng Lijian choose Feng Qingli instead of her?

   Where is she worse than Feng Qingli? !

  Feng Qingxuan's fingernails were pinched into the skin until blood oozes out, and a deep anger appeared in the originally elegant eyebrows at this moment.

  Feng Qingli really wants to **** everything from her, even Nolan Grande, whom she liked since childhood.

  It is clear that she fell in love with Nolan first, and Feng Qingli, as her elder sister, shouldn't she let her be?

   Every time she saw the dragon and the phoenix in the pair, she wanted to kill Feng Qingli and replace him.

   "Feng Qingli..." Feng Qingxuan wiped Sen Hong from the palm of her hand on her lips, "Wait, I will definitely let you return everything that belongs to me!"

   After saying that, she turned around and left.

Behind   , there is a shadow.

  **

   "Qingli?" A man in red sat down beside her, stretched out a hand to scratch her hair, "Still worrying about the Phoenix Clan?"

   "No." Feng Qingli changed her posture, then crawled on his lap, her voice muffled, "Nolan, do you think I am too soft-hearted sometimes?"

   If it was someone else who pestered her again and again, she would definitely not be merciful, but if this other person was Feng Qingxuan, she just warned her again and again.

   Should she... take care of Feng Qingxuan properly.

  The man knew what she was talking about, he smiled slightly and replied: "Qingli, this is not soft-hearted, after all, that is your only relative."

  Feng Qingli was silent for a moment before sighing: "If only A Yao was my sister."

  Feng Qingxuan, this younger sister, really makes her too tired. Although she is still in a very stable state and has not done anything to hurt her, she is not sure that it will be a timed disaster in the future.

  Unless Feng Qingxuan committed an incurable crime, she could use the order of the Phoenix Lord to execute her.

  Now...not yet.

   "Well, we are about to get married." The man smiled deeply, "I'll give Ayao to you."

   Hearing this, Feng Qingli smiled helplessly: "If I had a big brother like you, I would definitely not be able to live this big."

   The man chuckled silently.

   She was still crawling on his lap, tugging at the red shirt in revenge, and suddenly said, "Nolan."

"Um?"

   "Don't wear red clothes in the future, okay?"

   "Qingli?"

   "I don't think you look bad, but I think when you wear red clothes and you are injured and bleed, it's like soaking in water, so what if I can't find it? If I can't see it, I won't feel sorry for you."

   "So, what color would I wear better?"

   "Just...dress like me!"

   Red clothes for white clothes, Yan Ruyu, Mo Xiangli.

  **

   "Venerable Li, according to you, have we reached the day of rebirth?"

In the    Elder Hall, many ancestors and elders gathered together.

   "No." Feng Qingli sat at the end of the long table with a light expression, "Now that Qingying and Liuyuan are not there, there is no difference between the Phoenix clan and the ordinary beast clan."

   "How about that?"

   Sighs echoed in the hall for a long time.

   Even the highest-ranking Venerable Li said this. Could it be that their Phoenix Clan really has no hope?

   "Seven hundred years." At this time, the beautiful woman in white said again, "Seven hundred years later, I will lead you..."

   "Rush out of Phoenix Valley!"

   Hearing this sentence, all the clansmen were overjoyed, even the older generation who had experienced the vicissitudes of life, now hugged each other regardless of their image.

   For them, seven hundred years is much shorter than seven thousand years.

  Since Venerable Li can say this, then she must be able to do it!

  Yes, seven hundred years.

   Give her another seven hundred years, and she will be able to completely control the Fengli Sword. At that time... with her protecting the Phoenix Clan, no one would dare to move, not even Shenxuan Island.

   Of course, all the plans can't keep up with the changes, and when there are still four hundred years before the seven hundred years—

   A chase and kill, followed!

   That day was the date when Feng Qingli went to the Frozen Continent to get the Ten Thousand Years Cold Spirit Jade.

   She needs to cross the entire Chaos Continent and then cross the sea to reach the Ice Continent.

   At that time, Feng Qingli had awakened six kinds of profound energy, and her cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth stage of the holy stage.

   A cultivator of the ninth rank of the holy stage of the sixth stage of profound strength, his strength is enough to compete with the intelligent beings of the fifth stage of the **** stage, and with the Phoenix Glass Sword, the ninth stage of the **** stage also has the power to fight.

   is enough to look down on the cultivation of the nine clans, but in the eyes of some people, it is not worth it at all.

   Shenxuan Island, Wu people, good casters.

  Everything that can get into their eyes, they must get it, even if they offend the entire Phoenix Clan and even the Nine Clan, as long as they can get the Phoenix Glass Sword, they will not hesitate.

  The Wu clan sent eight masters to hunt down Feng Qingli, and the leader was a god-level god.

In addition to the people    chased and killed, in addition to the Wu people, there were also dark orcs—six of the twelve stars, all of them of the holy rank.

   Not only these, Feng Qingli also saw the person she least wanted to see, and now stood on the opposite side of her!

   "Sister, as I said, I won't let you look down on me!" Feng Qingxuan clenched her fists and sneered, "Sister, you don't have to look at me, I did reveal your whereabouts."

   said, she roared violently, her eyes blood red: "Why do you keep stepping on top of me? This time, I must, you, die!"

"Wu Niansheng, what are you waiting for?" Feng Qingxuan gritted her teeth, "If you kill Feng Qingli, you will be able to get the Fengli sword, didn't you always want to find a unique weapon for your son Wu Qinghe? Not yet?!"

   Hearing this sentence, the person from the Wu clan whose cultivation base was at the **** level slowly turned around.

   His expression was very strange, making Feng Qingxuan a little scared.

   Someone pointed to me and figured out the auspicious day of the next book!

   I've decided, and I'll write on that day!

   (end of this chapter)