I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Hearing this, Elder Faming's heart twitched suddenly, and he said in horror, "Fortunately, we returned the Taixu jade pot to them, otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous!"

After the voice fell, everyone present was stunned.

What Faming said is indeed reasonable. A terrorist force like Panlongzong, which has been hidden for hundreds of years and will never be born easily, has fought such a big battle this time to apologize to Yijianzong. It must be aware of the seriousness of the situation and fear Yi Jianzong blamed it.

"Zhishen, you are the most bold and unrestrained character in our Tianfomen. Let me remind you first. If you have a dispute with others in the future, you must first ask if there is any Yijianzong among the other's friends."

"If there is, you should apologize to them as soon as possible, but don't spoil your family anymore. We can't afford to offend others."

After Elder Fa Ming finished speaking, Lu Zhishen said with a chuckle, "Don't worry, the Sa family will change it tomorrow, tomorrow it will be changed."

"How many tomorrows is this?"

Fa Ming glared at him, his tone full of helplessness.

……

Another day, Donghai.

The white mist is lingering, hazy, as if it is a world outside the sky.

A round of fiery red sun pierced the endless coastline and illuminated the entire sea surface into a crimson color, which was the dawn of the morning glow.

call out!
A figure hurried on its way through the clouds, until a wide island appeared in front of it, then stopped and fell into the clouds.

"Brother, you are back."

On the island, after seeing that figure, tens of thousands of monks all bowed down and bowed their hands in salute.

This figure is exactly Feng Qingxiao who has returned.

"Where is the Holy Master?"

When Feng Qingxiao opened his mouth, the surrounding disciples were taken aback for a moment.

Why did the eldest brother ask the Holy Master as soon as he came back, is there any major matter?

"Brother, the Holy Master is closed, and the internal affairs of the door will be temporarily presided over by the Holy Son. If you have something to do, you can report to him first."

A disciple dared to reply.

"Son?"

Hearing this disciple's answer, Feng Qingxiao couldn't help but a flash of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The Holy Master is only qualified to know about that sword fairy, but this mere Holy Son has no such qualification at all.

In fact, he originally came back to report the emergence of a peerless sword fairy in the Wudi Realm that shocked the past and present, and could even sweep the Holy Land.But now that his own Holy Master is in closed-door training, he just slammed his mouth and buried it in his heart.

"Get out of the way."

After a while, Feng Qingxiao quickly walked to the edge of the holy place, looking at another holy place in the distance.

Within the field of vision, suddenly appeared a drowsy, hell-like island with billowing black smoke.

The island is only a thousand miles away, and the billowing bloody air is like a vast ocean, spreading continuously, making people's expressions change.

Even the sea surface within a hundred miles of that holy place was covered in blood red. The heads of countless blood red people looked like worthless ants, piled up in disorder on the sea surface, which made people feel palpitations.

It is the Holy Land of You Luo.

"Eldest brother, the day before you left, they were still wantonly killing people and sucking blood."

"But in the past two days, they seemed to have been stimulated by something, and they stopped slaughtering. The interior of the Holy Land was peaceful. I don't know why."

A disciple spoke suspiciously.

"Well, it's just the calm before the storm."

Feng Qingxiao let out a long sigh.

"What? A storm?"

"Could it be that they have something big to do?!"

After hearing this, the surrounding disciples all changed their faces and looked at each other.

"..."

Facing these disciples, Feng Qingxiao was unwilling to say a word.

He is well aware of all this, but these disciples are not qualified to know. If they tell the truth, it may cause panic on a large scale, and the gains outweigh the losses.

"Go to retreat, don't take the lead easily."

Feng Qingxiao pondered for a moment, and instructed.

……

Half a month later, Yi Jianzong.

The sky is clear and cloudless, and the mild sunlight shines on the clear water and cold pool, which has a poetic and picturesque feeling.

The water is shining and the sun is good, and the mountains are empty and rainy.

On the back mountain of Jiuhua Peak, beside a cold pool of clear water.

It was extremely lively here today, all the disciples in the sect responded to Tang Yingruo's order and gathered here.

Ye Nan also came here, looking around, he saw all the disciples of Feng Jiu gathered together, all of them had smiles on their faces.

"metropolitan."

"I have seen the Sect Master."

"..."

Accompanied by the respectful words of all the disciples, Tang Yingruo stepped out from the Jiuhua Hall, her temperament was dusty.

After she came back, she retreated for a day and absorbed all the top-grade spirit stones. Her cultivation had broken through the Yuan Condensation Realm and stepped into the Martial Lord Realm.

"Congratulations to the suzerain for breaking the shackles and ascending to the Martial Lord."

Lu Yue suddenly spoke, with a smile on his face as well.

When Tang Yingruo and Ye Nan went to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, he and his disciples retreated one after another, and their strength also improved greatly, and they reached the half-step Martial Lord.

Swish!Swish!Swish!
Qingsong exuded a breath as thick as the sea, and rushed here quickly.

He has absorbed more than 300 high-grade spirit stones, and his cultivation has also reached the half-step Martial Lord. However, his previous cultivation has been very stable. This time he broke through to the half-step Martial Lord. The situation is only a step away.

It can be said that it is only the thickness of a layer of window paper!
If he wants to break through, he only needs to retreat for a few days, and he can break through to Martial Lord in no time!

"Yo, Senior Brother Ye is here so early!"

As soon as the two of them came over, when they saw that Ye Nan was already present, there was a hint of disgust in their eyes.

What a Ye Nan, when he was kissed by the suzerain, he reached the sky in one step and no one dared to provoke him.

"Humph……"

Seeing this scene, Tang Yingruo glanced at them, snorted coldly, but did not speak.

In the past, for the sake of not knowing that Ye Nan is a strong Martial Emperor, seeing the duo of them being so sarcastic, she would definitely reprimand them both on the spot.

But now, after learning that Ye Nan is so terrifying, Tang Yingruo is too lazy to speak.

In her opinion, with Ye Nan's height, is she as knowledgeable as these two little ants?

Again, the elephant never cares about the provocation of the ants.

The reason is also very simple, you can trample to death by lifting your foot, why bother.

"Humph."

Ye Nan also snorted coldly, not bothering to pay attention to the two of them.

But he had his own plans in mind.

The duo felt extremely unhappy with themselves, and the reason was that when they were reborn on "Ye Nan" that day, they beat them up.

And I also know many of their secrets, and Tang Yingruo even kissed them in front of them, making them want to die with jealousy.

How can this make them feel refreshed?
Therefore, it is inevitable that they will not like themselves.

But if I want to say it, I still think they are not pleasing to the eye, I am really blind, I don't know the real dragon.