After rebirth in the wilderness, you can travel back and forth to the earth

Qing Yanfeng only saw a fruit with Dao lines growing on it. Before he could see it clearly, Yang Yi stuffed it into his mouth.

The fruit melted in your mouth, and then a wave of heat filled Qing Yanfeng's whole body.

Feeling the changes in his body, Qing Yanfeng quickly sat up cross-legged and began to use his cultivation method to refine and absorb the energy brought by this fruit.

Qingyanfeng absorbs and refines it very quickly, but the energy brought by the fruit Yang Yi fed seems to be endless, and it can't be refined no matter what.

Qing Yanfeng's entire body was red and hot, white smoke began to rise from the top of his head, and the bottleneck of his cultivation was also opened.

The Dongming Realm Wuhou was at the sixth level, then the seventh level, then the eighth level, and finally reached the peak of the ninth level before the Green Flame Wind could stop.

"What kind of spiritual fruit did you give me? It made me rise four levels in one breath. There is still a lot of energy in my body that has not been completely refined and absorbed. I also feel that my cultivation aptitude has also improved."

Qing Yanfeng's face turned red. After looking around for no one, he took Yang Yi's arm and asked excitedly in a low voice.

"Heaven-level spiritual fruit, how do you feel, senior brother?"

Yang Yi hummed proudly and asked with a smile.

"It feels great, my God, heaven-level spiritual fruit, little junior brother, you are so good to senior brother."

Qing Yanfeng was so moved that he almost cried. He had never seen a heaven-level spiritual fruit in his life, and now he actually ate one himself.

Before I had time to see clearly what the heavenly spirit fruit looked like, I swallowed it in one gulp.

"Junior brother, look at what you want, pick whatever you want, take whatever you want, take as much as you want, I'll give it all to you."

Qing Yanfeng opened his storage bag and storage ring, displaying them all in front of Yang Yi, allowing Yang Yi to choose at will.

Even Fushan Fire King only has a few heaven-level spiritual fruits. This kind of kindness is too great for Qing Yanfeng.

Yang Yi probed his head and used his spiritual mind to check Qing Yanfeng's storage bag and storage ring, then curled his lips and said:

"No need, senior brother, you can keep them all."

Without him, Qing Yanfeng's property is too poor compared to Yang Yi.

Emperor Shitian of the Linghe Mountains made Yang Yi suddenly rich, and he no longer looked down upon Qing Yanfeng's little wealth.

After Yang Yi asked Qing Yanfeng to put away the storage bag and storage ring, he continued to ask: "Senior brother, can you beat a king-level strongman now?"

"Junior brother, don't worry. The average King Realm expert is no more than the second level. Senior brother is confident that he can fight in a battle, not to mention killing, but he will definitely not fall behind."

Feeling the new strength surging in his body, Qing Yanfeng patted his chest and said confidently.

Hearing this, Yang Yi felt a little disappointed. The genius Qing Yanfeng was already at the peak of the ninth rank Wuhou of the Dongming Realm, so he was confident that he could fight with the ordinary second-rank King Realm masters. Even if he did not fall behind, he would not be able to kill him. .

"Senior brother, please protect me for a while."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he took out a king-level demon elixir from the world in the book, ate it in one gulp, then sat up cross-legged and started practicing.

Qing Yanfeng stared at the surroundings vigilantly, guarding Yang Yi. Other strong human beings approached, but they were all stopped.

Qing Yanfeng recognized the king-level demon pill that Yang Yi took. Although he had never eaten it, he had seen it in Fushan Fire King.

While protecting the law, Qing Yanfeng sighed in his heart, how could a junior fellow from a small tribe be able to take out incredible treasures casually.

With a heaven-level spiritual fruit and a king-level demon elixir, he was richer than all his senior brothers from big tribes put together.

Thinking of Yang Yi generously feeding him a heaven-level spiritual fruit, Qing Yanfeng would even have the illusion that Yang Yi, his younger brother, had a richer family background than his master, Fushan Fire King.

After a while, Yang Yi opened his eyes, took out ten demon general-level demon pills from the world in the book, ate them into his mouth, and then closed his eyes again and started practicing.

Seeing Yang Yi eating ten demon general-level demon elixirs in one bite without blinking, Qing Yanfeng took another look at his storage ring. There were only eight demon general-level elixirs in it. Demon elixir.

Thinking that the demon general-level demon pills that his junior brother Yang Yi had eaten in one gulp were more than his entire family's net worth, Qing Yanfeng silently raised his head and looked at the sky.

No wonder the junior brother took one look at his storage bag and storage ring and didn't want anything. It turned out that he didn't like them.

At this moment, Qing Yanfeng experienced for the first time the feeling of being poor.

Fu Lieyang also asked Qing Yanfeng to take care of Yang Yi. Who is taking care of whom?

Yang Yi spent half an hour absorbing and refining most of a king-level demon pill and ten demon general-level demon pills, and the remaining energy was stored in his body.

In one breath, he was promoted from the first level of Yun Shen Realm to the fourth level of Yun Shen Realm.

The strength has doubled again.

But when he thought that so many cultivation resources had only improved four low-level minor levels, Yang Yi let out a long sigh.

"Hey."

"What are you sighing for? Have you made a breakthrough? Junior brother, what state are you in now?"

"I have broken through four minor levels and am now a fourth-level warrior in the Yun Shen Realm."

Yang Yi stretched out four fingers and gestured.

"I, I, oh my god, you are the Yun Shen realm warrior."

Qing Yanfeng was shocked and stammered.

Qing Yanfeng originally thought that Yang Yi was the pinnacle martial artist of the Breaking Mortal Realm, and that he could have the combat power of a powerful Wuhou of the Insight Realm, which was enough to defy the heavens.

But I didn't expect that Yang Yi was just a Yun Shen realm warrior, and even more so.

"You are talented at the Divine Realm, and you actually have the combat power of a strong Wuhou at the Dongming Realm. Junior brother, you are many times more evil than the evildoers in the Great Xia Dynasty that Master calls you."

"Junior brother, do you have a rare special physique? None of the monsters with special physiques in the Great Xia Dynasty are as powerful as you."

Qing Yanfeng acted like a thief. After checking left and right, up and down for no one, he covered his mouth and whispered to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi whispered in Qing Yanfeng's ear: "Your junior brother, I am the Holy Body."

"The Eucharist, what is the Eucharist."

Unexpectedly, after listening to this, Qing Yanfeng looked confused, as if he had never heard of the term Holy Body.

"Oh, he has the best special physique in the world."

As Yang Yi spoke, he stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Qing Yanfeng's eyes.

Qing Yanfeng was stunned after hearing this. After a while, he came back to his senses, hugged Yang Yi's shoulders, and shouted in surprise:

"Hahahaha, my junior brother is number one in the world. Junior brother, whether senior brother can develop the Qingyan Glory Tribe to establish a kingdom in the future depends on you."

Qing Yanfeng was ecstatic, my junior brother has the best special physique in the world. This is a thigh that is [-] times thicker than Master Fushan Fire King.

After the great joy, Qing Yanfeng was silent for a while, watching Yang Yi hesitate to speak.

Yang Yi asked: "What's wrong, senior brother?"

"Junior brother, why don't you divorce your master?"

Qing Yanfeng hesitated, but his words were shocking, his filial piety was powerful, and he actually let Yang Yi divorce his master, Fushan Fire King.

"what!"

Yang Yi was stunned when he heard this.

"Master is only at the king level and cannot teach a genius like you. The Wild Spirit River Basin is too small for you. Let Master send you to the outside world. You can practice better outside."

Qing Yanfeng said very seriously, and said it in a tone that Fushan Fire King would certainly agree to.