My believers are time travelers

Feng Xiaoyun looked at the monk flying out of the woods with satisfaction.

This proves that the remaining prestige of the Feng clan is still there.

After a cup of tea, no one flew out.

He covered the entire forest with his spiritual sense to search for Feng Jiu's trace.

Suddenly, his face became ugly.

There are actually two auras in the woods.

Besides Feng Jiu, there was also a strange aura.

Some people in Beiju Luzhou didn't pay attention to Feng Clan's warning.

Feng Xiaoyun immediately flew to the place where the strange breath was.

He wanted to show the monks outside the city that the Feng clan should not be bullied.

Lin Zhongxia Qihong was waiting to answer, but felt locked by his spiritual consciousness.

Subconsciously dodging away, I saw that the place where I was standing just now exploded.

It was the old man in the Golden Wonderland who made the sneak attack.

Feng Xiaoyun, who missed a hit, had no intention of exchanging pleasantries.

Instead, he continued to bombard Xia Qihong with one palm.

A huge palm print roared out.

All this seems to be slow, but it actually happens in an instant.

Xia Qihong didn't have time to dodge, and after landing, he made a mudra with his hands and displayed his supernatural powers.

"boom"

The huge palm print hit him firmly.

The roar that shakes the forest continues to echo.

Feel the sudden burst of energy in the woods.

Some monks wandering outside the woods showed fear on their faces.

He was actually a master of the Golden Wonderland.

It seems that even if there are any natural and earthly treasures in the forest, they have no chance to do so.

Even if you have an idea, you can't fight it.

It is true that the Golden Immortal Realm is the top combat power of the heavens after the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

Feng Jiu looked at the deep pit with a circumference of tens of feet, and couldn't help feeling regretful.

"Third Uncle, why did the bad guy die for nothing?"

"Little Jiu, it's not Sanbo who is bloodthirsty, but to stand up for the Feng Clan."

Feng Xiaoyun, who was about to explain to Feng Jiu, changed his expression and looked towards the deep pit under his feet.

In the deep pit, a figure slowly flew out of the smoke.

It was Xia Qihong.

He has been studying with Taoist Bodhi for many years, but he doesn't have much practical experience.

Facing Feng Xiaoyun's sneak attack, he lacked a response.

He had to frantically use the Nine-turn Yuan Gong to protect his body.

But in the haste, he forgot to send out, forming a barrier.

When he appeared in front of Feng Xiaoyun with a disheveled face.

Feng Xiaoyun was stunned.

The overly young man in front exuded a coercion no less than his own.

Just now, he shot with anger, without checking the other party's cultivation.

Now the consciousness is released.

He found that he couldn't see through the cultivation of the man in front of him.

Can't see through the cultivation base, nothing less than two situations.

One is that the elders have bestowed a bodyguard with secret treasures that can block the spiritual consciousness of the Golden Immortal Realm.

The second is that the realm of cultivation is higher than him.

No matter what the situation is, it cannot be provoked by the current Feng clan.

Looking at the young man unscathed, he looked like he was covered in dust.

Feng Xiaoyun had a headache.

Could it be that he was blackmailed.

"My fellow Taoist, I feel unwell."

He apologized to Xia Qihong, who was full of embarrassment.

While winking at Feng Jiu next to her.

Xia Qihong didn't speak, and once again used the secret technique to check the opponent's blood.

Fortunately, pure dragon blood.

Xia Qihong withdrew his magical powers.

Under the teaching of Taoist Bodhi, he was extremely friendly to the Dragon Clan.

If the blood is mixed, I'm afraid it will be a killer.

"Naturally, I'm fine, but I don't know why you suddenly shot."

When Feng Xiaoyun felt uncomfortable being stared at, Xia Qihong spoke.

"Third Uncle thought you were a villain, wanting to treat me lightly, so he shot suddenly."

Knowing the plight of the Feng family, Feng Jiu naturally understood what Sanbo meant.

"That's right, after Jiu'er explained it just now, I realized that you are not a bad person. Fortunately, you are fine, otherwise I will have trouble sleeping and eating."

Xia Qihong, who was not deeply involved in the world, was fooled by a few words.

He had no idea that the old and the young in front of him were teaming up to lie to him in order not to cause trouble for the ethnic group.

Everything before was understood by him as a girl leaving home to study art.

The elders in the family were worried and secretly followed and explained the past.

"Since that's the case, I'll take Jiu'er back, fellow daoist, and leave."

I can see Feng Xiaoyun's fear of Xia Qihong.

But Xia Qihong has a high level of cultivation but looks like he doesn't know the world.

Feng Jiu rolled her eyes.

"Third Uncle, you should go back first, I decided to learn from this senior."

"No, Xiao Jiu, you must go back with me."

The kind-hearted Feng Xiaoyun changed his appearance instantly.

"Fellow Daoist, Feng Jiu not only has a pure blood, but also lives in the Five Elements Dao Body.

Xia Qihong said that he wanted Feng Jiu to follow him back to the teacher's school.

Seeing that Xia Qihong intends to introduce Feng Jiu into the teacher's school.

Feng Xiaoyun's mind became active.

The reason why he wanted to take Feng Jiu back was because the Dragon Clan now persecuted the Feng Clan everywhere after they took refuge in the Heavenly Court.

The Feng Clan is eager to find helpers to fight against the Dragon Clan.

Feng Jiu is the key.

If Xia Qihong's sect can compete with the Dragon Clan, maybe Feng Jiu doesn't need to go to the west to teach.

"Feng Xiaoyun from the Feng family, I haven't asked fellow Taoists how to address them, and where is the master's school."

"Fang Cun Xia Qihong, Master Bodhi Taoist."

Hearing the word Fang Cun, Feng Xiaoyun's heart sank.

An unknown sect.

He has lived from the prehistoric era to the present, and he has never heard of it.

With luck, he asked again:
"I don't know how many Golden Immortal Realm monks your sect has now."

"The despicable faction, there are only the teacher and me."

"Forget it, Jiu'er hasn't thanked Xia Daoyou for his kindness."

Obviously, the gloomy Feng Xiaoyun dispelled Feng Jiu's idea of ​​apprenticeship.

"Third Uncle, don't tell me that the big Feng clan insists that I go to the west to teach?"

Seeing Sanbo's ugly face, Feng Jiu knew that her idea of ​​putting in a square inch was in vain.

But the Western religion, I absolutely do not want to go.

"Feng Daoist, why does Feng Jiu, with such talent, join the Western religion to practice the art of changing the blood?"

"Hey, it's not because the Dragon Clan is powerful now, and with the support of the Heavenly Court, they want to destroy the inheritance of the Phoenix Clan."

Feng Xiaoyun seemed to be explaining to Xia Qihong, but she was actually explaining it to Feng Jiu.

"And the two sages taught by the West said that Jiu'er is destined to be with the West. As long as Jiu'er goes to the West, he will definitely protect our Feng Clan."

"No, no, master said that those two in the west are short-sighted people."

"Knowing that the cultivation method will change the blood, but coveting its rapid progress and self-cultivation, I am no longer a member of my dragon clan."

Xia Qihong shook his head, a little disdainful.

"If you are not of my ethnicity, your heart must be different. This matter cannot be done."

"Hehe, your master has such a big tone, he actually made a presumptuous comment on the saint. Besides, how can it be your turn to decide the matter of my Feng clan?"

"It's about your Feng Clan, and it's about my Dragon Clan. Master said that the things about the Dragon Clan are all about my lineage."

"Wait, did you just say Dragon Clan?"

Feng Xiaoyun, who was born in ancient times, naturally knows the true meaning of the Dragon Clan.

And from Xia Qihong's tone, his master is still alive.

I still have the Dragon Clan in my heart.

After commenting on the saint, he is still at ease...

Fang Cun Bodhi Taoist, Fang Cun Bodhi Taoist.

He murmured the strange name silently in his heart.

He suddenly took a breath, could it be that one?
Just when he speculated about the identity of Bodhi Taoist.

Suddenly the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed.

The dark clouds in the sky are arranged according to the battle formation.

An extremely arrogant voice resounded in the sky.

"a ha ha ha!"

"If you break through the iron shoes, there is nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it."

"Boys, spread out your battles and watch the young master capture them alive."