Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

  Chapter 296 Deterrence of the stars! (12 updates, please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass!)

"This this…"

   "Late Nascent Soul!"

   "Impossible, how is this possible?!"

  Baiyu Palace exclaimed everywhere, Yuanying elders were all dumbfounded!

  Above the main hall, Ling Xiaofeng, who was sitting upright, suddenly got up, and Wen Qing, who was sitting beside him, showed a look of horror under the veil!

  Li Feiyu completely let go of his cultivation in the late stage of Yuanying, he is no longer hiding.

  Ling Xiaofeng wanted to overwhelm him with force, so he responded with force!

  Two equally terrifying spiritual pressures collided in the palace, making the elders around the Nascent Soul palpitate.

   After exclaiming, the palace fell into a terrifying silence again.

  Everyone was shocked by Li Feiyu...actually becoming a great monk in the late Nascent Soul!

   This is a situation that no one would have thought of!

   How many years has it been?

  It's only a hundred years since Li Feiyu gave birth to a baby!

   This amount of time is not worth mentioning for Nascent Soul cultivators who may be trapped in the initial stage of Nascent Soul for the rest of their lives!

   As strong as Shuangsheng, Wansangu, and Liudao Jisheng, the four late Nascent Soul monks, it is impossible to advance to the late stage after more than a hundred years, or even the middle stage!

horrible!

   Everyone was horrified by Li Feiyu!

  Even if it is the Shuangsheng, it is the same!

  Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing's faces became more and more ugly. They thought they could easily handle Li Feiyu without any effort.

   But I never expected that an accident happened, and it was an incredible accident!

   "Qing'er, do it, kill him!"

  Ling Xiaofeng transmitted the sound, he was murderous!

   Now that he has been offended, if he can't get rid of the root, it will be a disaster for thousands of years!

   "No, don't... Husband, don't do it!"

  Wen Qing’s heart welled up with the strange feeling that emerged when she went to find Li Feiyu, the Lingming Art—

  A fear of falling!

  Now this feeling arises spontaneously in the bottom of my heart again, and it intensifies.

  She told Ling Xiaofeng via voice transmission, but Ling Xiaofeng remained silent.

   "Li Feiyu, you are hiding deep enough!"

  Finally, Ling Xiaofeng spoke again, hoarsely and in a deep voice: "I know that one day you will advance to the late Nascent Soul stage, but I never thought it would be now!"

   "But can you really compare with the two of us?"

   "My husband and I practice Yuan Magnetic Divine Light to restrain the five elements in the world. There are tens of thousands of restrictions in the Holy Palace here, and there are more than a dozen Yuan Ying elders!"

   "If you want to overwhelm the Xinggong with power and marry Ling'er by force, you are not arrogant!"

   "I will not promise my daughter to marry you unless I sign this agreement!"

  Ling Xiaofeng had a tough attitude, and his words were full of murderous intent.

  Wen Qing's words did not change his mind.

"Is it?"

  Li Feiyu chuckled, and looked at Ling Xiaofeng with a smile that was not a smile: "I will take Ling'er and leave the Holy Palace right now, Shuangsheng and the elders feel free to act!"

   As he spoke, he picked up Ling Yuling who was still in shock, and turned around casually...

  His eyes looked at the surrounding elders, and his spiritual consciousness erupted like cold electricity. Anyone who looked at them would lower their heads and sideways to avoid them.

   Deterrence of heroes!

  At this moment, everyone remembered Li Feiyu's words about beheading Wan Sangu 15 years ago!

  Looking at it now, it seems... It's really not just a quick talk!

  One step!

   Two steps!

  …

  Li Feiyu led Ling Yuling, and walked leisurely in the holy palace.

   There was a complete silence around, no one dared to stop it!

  Ling Xiaofeng's face was ashen on the palace, he watched helplessly, his canthus tearing apart!

  He wants to shoot...

  But Li Feiyu's spiritual consciousness completely made him lose confidence!

  A long-lost memory about death welled up in my mind. It was the horrors that I faced during the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages!

  Li Feiyu's spiritual consciousness is actually much stronger than that of this veteran monk!

  No surprises or dangers.

  Li Feiyu felt all kinds of gazes coming from behind, walked out of the holy palace easily, and looked at the far horizon.

  Strength!

  The world of cultivating immortals still speaks with fists!

  Before showing his strength, there are still many gloating, jealous and indifferent eyes, Ling Xiaofeng can yell at him, and use spiritual oppression to coerce him as he pleases!

   available now—

  No one dares to say anything!

   There were nearly twenty people in the entire holy palace, but they were as silent as if there was no one there.

  Leaving the eighty-first floor of the holy mountain, Li Feiyu let go of Ling Yuling's hand, smiled and pinched the other's pretty face that was still full of shock.

"Let's go back."

   "Go back and tell Shuang Sheng that when I come back next time, I will come to marry someone."

   "At that time, no one can stop me, just like today!"

  Ling Yuling's pretty face was reddish, and she was finally relieved.

  But soon, she regained the heroic posture of the young master of Xinggong, and looked up at Li Feiyu again...

  The person in front of me has disappeared!

   have bid farewell, never stay.

   She was full of words, and there was no place to say them.

  …

  …

   Lost, lost!

...

  I wanted to get a top-quality spirit stone from Ling Xiaofeng so that I could go back to Tiannan to practice.

result-

  The accident happened so suddenly that he directly confronted Ling Xiaofeng!

   This contest is considered a victory.

   But it’s just an appetizer, the real big show is probably when he comes to marry Ling Yuling...

  Perhaps he will fight against the two saints in the end, and experience the magic light of the other party.

   Tiannan Pavilion is now in the direction of the east side of Tianxing City, and its location is not too big or small.

  The front is the pavilion, and the back is the manor.

   His consciousness was swept away.

  Wang Ziling, who was talking with Gu Yun, had a normal expression, and immediately dismissed Gu Yun, asking him to clear away the idlers around the garden.

   "My lord!"

  Seeing Li Feiyu, Wang Ziling still kept his etiquette and was extremely respectful.

  He sighed in his heart at the same time, goodbye this time in seclusion, His Majesty's strength is obviously stronger.

   "This seat has become the late Nascent Soul and is about to return to Tiannan!"

  As soon as these words came out, Wang Ziling was stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Li Feiyu in front of him, his eyes were round, unable to speak.

   After a long while, I just came back to my senses, and knelt down on my knees with a crash: "Congratulations to the great Nascent Soul!"

   His voice was trembling!

   Not afraid, but excited!

   At this moment, Wang Ziling still feels in a daze...

  He remembered the first time he saw Li Feiyu, and now it was only one hundred and forty or fifty years ago!

   "Get up, tell me about the current situation in Jinnan."

   Li Feiyu spoke lightly, he wanted to hear about the current situation in Tiannan before going back, so as not to be like a headless chicken.

  Wang Ziling climbed up with hands and feet, and at the same time repeatedly said yes, and explained everything he learned about the trip to Tiannan five years ago.

   "My lord, how about... I go back with you?"

  Wang Ziling spoke softly at the end.

  He wanted to follow Li Feiyu, because he knew that if Li Feiyu went back this time, he might not come back for a while.

   Two updates today, embarrassing... Stop scolding, the state can't support it...

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