The villain shouted: The tiger cub mistaken me! ［Through the book］

For the winged tiger clan, the blooming spirit flower of Qingxiao is a guarantee for the bloodline of the descendants to open up the spiritual wisdom, and it is the greatest confidence for all the winged tigers in the entire clan of the winged tiger to make other monsters envy, fear and submit to them in a whole monster clan .

As long as the Qingxiao Kailinghua is used by the younger generations, no matter how small their entire group is, they can always stand at the top and occupy a position in their strength.

Si Feng has been wandering around for thousands of years, never having a "home" where he can stay at ease, until he accidentally entered the Wuya Gate and became a new disciple, and was brought back by Chu Chi.

Since leaving the winged tiger clan, Si Feng has never been back.No matter how much you miss your mother, the dead mother will not come back to life, and the Yihu clan, without a mother as a buffer, no one will accept a half-demon who is out of place.

Including the patriarch.

The only thing he has for himself is probably ignoring him.

After Si Feng received the signboard of the Office of Affairs, he went down the mountain alone.

The cloud bead was originally in the dantian, but it gradually appeared in the hands of the white-haired young man. Along the way, Si Feng directly held the cloud bead in his hand and played with it.

Since the monks of the Yin family met the stronger demon cultivators, half of the monks remained after some conflicts. Inquire about the news, and everyone else will stay in a certain place and wait for the news.

As soon as Si Feng went out, the cultivator of the Yin family who was watching specially learned the news of his going down the mountain and started to act.

All of this was within Si Feng's expectation, and even the reason why he walked down the mountain alone in a crowded place was to lure them out and get rid of them this time.

The enemy, only by solving them can we give Chu Chi a more stable life, and let him see that he is not the cute cub in his impression, and at the same time show his strength.

Cuteness is not worth mentioning in front of mighty!Only by showing your own strength will you be able to better win the favor of the pursued.

Uncle Yin Zhong noticed Si Feng's intentional message, but they still led people to catch up.

There is no time to miss this opportunity. There are many of them. Even though Si Feng is very capable, but alone, they will never be able to do anything to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

After walking away from the mountain gate of Wuya Gate for nearly half an hour, there was no one around.

Si Feng was in front, feeling the people behind him getting closer and closer, he raised his lips and chuckled, the cloud bead in his hand exuded the power of wind, the white-haired young man turned around, looked behind him, the wind's The breath starts from him, and spreads rapidly towards the distance around him.

Si Feng glanced at the Cloud Bead in his hand, with a casual smile on his face, and his voice was flat.

"What I have is that you have been finding the Wind Orb, how about it? Do you want it?"

Si Feng turned around, stood in front of those people, raised the beads in his hand, and looked at them——"Then come and get it."

At this time, the leading monk of the Yin family heard this and exclaimed inwardly: "Pearl of the Wind!"

Yin Zhong watched Si Feng turn around, a bead appeared in his hand, and the strong wind power...

The old man's eyes were fixed on the bead in his hand. At this moment, Si Feng was unimportant to him.

"Be sure to get the Wind Pearl." The old voice rang in the ears of all the monks of the Yin family.

The monks of the Yin family had been chasing him for a long time, and now that he himself had stopped, everyone directly attacked the white-haired youth who was standing there.

Si Feng stood at the same place, holding the Orb of Wind they were thinking about in his hand, and a flying sword quickly took the first place in terms of speed, far surpassing the magic weapon attacked by other monks, when it was still an arm's length away from Si Feng Suddenly, a black gap appeared in front of Feijian, and the Feijian went directly into the gap.

In the originally calm air, the gap only opened for an instant. After the flying sword entered, the expression of the cultivator controlling the flying sword changed, and the whole person was obviously injured.

A flying sword entered the space crack, but there were other magic weapons attacking Si Feng, and some monks stood still and used formations and spells.

Si Feng just stood there, playing with the cloud bead in his hand, all the magic weapons that attacked him, when they were only an arm away from him, a small irregular crack would suddenly appear in front of them, and the magic weapons would go inside.

The white-haired young man stood there, as if he hadn't done anything, and all the faces opposite him looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

This is also the case when someone tries to use a charm, but the spell is aimed at him and has not yet reached him.

The leading elderly monk waved his hand to make the other monks temporarily stop attacking.

With his method, even if it is a magic weapon, everyone is together, and there is no way to hurt him.

"Is this the power of the Wind Pearl?" Yin Zhong looked at the white beads in Si Feng's hand with fascination.

Si Feng looked at those monks and thought he was arranging formations in a subtle way.

What's the matter?Are they so stupid?Then a big living person stood here watching, thinking that they would not see their plan to use the formation.

Si Feng took Jin Yunzhu back to his dantian, and fell in love with Yin Zhong who was talking: "If you think so, you can also think so."

Jin Yunzhu was left to him by his mother, and all these things in it are compatible with the talented blood of the Yihu clan. If they want to call Jinyunzhu the Wind Pearl, that name is considered appropriate.

It's just that they don't have the talented blood of the winged tigers. I'm afraid that from the beginning, they didn't have any understanding of how to use the cloud beads, but they would be hurt by the wind power contained in them.

"I'm more curious. You have been chasing me for so long because of this thing. How come you still don't understand its function so much?"

It is indeed a very good solution to use all the cloud beads to stabilize the meridians of a monk whose spiritual power is in disorder, and then rely on the wind energy in the cloud beads to improve his cultivation.

Si Feng put away the sarcastic smile on his face and kept a cold face. A bigger space crack appeared behind him. He took a step back and just stepped into the space crack.

Yin Zhong only saw a sneer flashing across the face of the white-haired young man in light black robes, and then he looked at his group expressionlessly, as if looking at a lifeless dead thing.

"Next, take a good look."

When Si Feng retreated to the space crack, the space crack slowly closed, and Si Feng's figure could no longer be seen inside.

"Isn't he a Nascent Soul cultivator! To be able to open space cracks and shuttle through it so casually, at least he must be a Mahayana cultivator."

Anxiety was revealed in the old voice.

No matter how powerful the magic weapon of the Wind Orb is, how could he use such great power as a Nascent Soul?

Yin Zhong always had a calm face, and it was rare to see a trace of dazedness and embarrassment. He couldn't accept that he had brought so many people, and his cultivation was so much higher than him, but he couldn't help but be teased by him instead of talking.

In the place where the monks of the Yin family gathered, an extremely small crack suddenly and silently opened in the calm and normal air. Yin Zhong, who was standing at the front, felt something was wrong. people push away.

"Uncle Zhong!" A monk looked at the old man standing in the front in disbelief, and cried out in surprise.

Several monks were suddenly slapped by Yin Zhong, and they were not injured until they stopped after being hit for a certain distance.The original small space crack opened up in an instant, and a hurricane rolled out of it and rushed in one direction, only scratching a deep mark on the ground.

At this time, the cultivator who shouted out also knew what was going on, seeing this trace dug out of the soil on the ground, he felt lingering fear.

Yin Zhong raised his chin slightly, with a righteous expression on his wrinkled face, and contempt in his eyes: "Hide your head and show your tail, sneak around, only dare to hide in the gutter and hurt people, this is you s method?"

"You act like a mouse, no wonder you can escape from us in Huihui. After all, a half-demon is something that can't get on the stage, and even fights can only use secret moves."

Si Feng stood in the space gap, listening to this, there was no wavering on his face at all.

After that space crack disappeared, the monks of the Yin family discovered in horror that they were surrounded by many tiny cracks.

According to the information they inquired about, Si Feng was at the Nascent Soul stage, and considering his age and background of a thousand years, this cultivation could already be said to be the pride of heaven.This group of people sent out by Yin Wanxi, the monks whom he called Uncle Zhong have already cultivated in the late stage of transformation of gods, and the lowest level of others is also in the stage of Yuanying.

But facing the boundless space cracks around and the hurricane coming out of it, no one had the courage to face it directly, and everyone could only dodge in embarrassment.

"Now tell me, what is my method?"

"Look at what you look like now, don't you look like rats that have been chased and beaten and have nowhere to hide?"

Si Feng completely returned the monk's aggressive words to him at the beginning.

"Yin Wanxi and I still have an old score to settle. Speaking of which, I've met you, so you should know about it."

Yin Zhong was surrounded by space cracks from top to bottom, left and right. He stood still and looked at the white-haired youth who appeared five meters away in front of him.

When the young man said these words, the expression on his face was very cold, as if he was talking about things that had nothing to do with him, only the many monks of the Yin family among them, I don't know how much you want to see these things in front of you while he is saying these words. People beheaded this place.

After Si Feng left his mother's side and began to refine all the cloud beads, he found that he still had a father alive.When he was young at the time, he actually reported his expectations, but after the chase later, after careful investigation of the past, he discovered something.

The head of the Yin family, his nominal father, had an impure purpose in approaching his mother from the beginning, but later, he abandoned his mother and himself.Hundreds of years later, at that time, because of the exhaustion of cloud beads again, he sent his monks to the Youguang Mountains and killed his mother during the investigation.

With double grievances and grievances added, Si Feng will never allow Yin Wanxi to continue to live his happy life like this.

Yin Zhong only looked at the white-haired young man in front of him, and said to himself, "I met you once in the Youguang Mountain Range."

Glowing Mountains...

As the old man next to Yin Wanxi, after Yin Wanxi remembered the past with that woman, he was naturally by the side, and he still had some impressions.

Surrounded by space cracks, Yin Zhong stared at the indifferent white-haired young man, and asked him with an old voice, "Your mother is that Yaozu Sirou?"

"The monks under your command work together to seriously injure a big tiger, that is my mother."

Si Feng seemed to see his mother who was bleeding from the abdomen at that time, lying weakly on the bed, stroking his face unwillingly, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

The cracks in the space where many monks were hiding suddenly expanded, and there was a purple-black background in the cracks, and many hurricanes mixed with violent and violent spiritual power rushed out of the cracks.

"Finally quiet."

Si Fengzhaozhong reappeared with Jin Yunzhu, looking at the magic weapon in his hand, he felt a little sad.More is gratifying.Finally, the current self can settle these matters one by one, and there is no need to avoid them anymore.

Si Feng, who was originally in the Nascent Soul stage, stood in the mess and closed his eyes. Then, as if the white cloud bead had a consciousness of its own, it revolved around the white-haired young man, and the cracks in the surrounding space disappeared. But a bigger crack appeared and wrapped Si Feng in it.

In a slightly dark and noisy space crack.

Si Feng's body is full of spiritual power. He has risen from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Combined Body Stage, but he didn't stop there. Instead, he started to attack Mahayana again, and then went straight to the Tribulation Stage!

"Patriarch! It's not good! Uncle Zhong's soul lamp, Uncle Zhong's soul lamp, off, off..."

A monk found Yin Wanxi, kneeling on the ground, with tiny beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, he stammered.

Yin Wanxi was only displeased with his demeanor when he first heard it, but after listening to it, he was surprised and said with a puzzled expression, "What?"

What is a soul lamp?The soul lamp is a magic weapon that can visualize the status of monks.If the soul lamp is not extinguished, it means that the monk who lit the soul lamp is in good condition. If the soul lamp is weak and faltering, it means that the monk is injured and has not died. Meteor disappears...

Yin Wanxi felt extremely absurd in his heart. He ignored the monk kneeling on the ground, and then went directly to the place where the soul lamp was placed.

This is impossible!

But when he arrived at the pavilion dedicated to the soul lamp of the monks of the Yin family, there were many small lamps inside, and when he walked up to the small lamp representing Uncle Zhong, Yin Wanxi finally saw the appearance of the soul lamp clearly. There is nothing, the wick that should be burning inside is completely black, and there is no trace of light or fire.

"This...this...how is it possible..."

Uncle Zhong is now at the late stage of Transformation God, and Si Feng is just a Nascent Soul cultivator!How could Uncle Zhong die!

Yin Wanxi suddenly thought of what the cultivator who had transformed himself into a god had said when he came back to report, saying that Master Si Feng, as a stage of transforming gods, was still powerless to resist.

Was it his master who made the move?Uncle Zhong shouldn't be so reckless.

Mostly the Venerable Master has such a bad nature. When a person is weak, he has all kinds of contempt for him. When he grows up and becomes stronger, he can't change this thought for a while. He still treats him Think of it as the weak and harmless Baozi who was powerless to resist.

Yin Wanxi sent Uncle Zhong out because he knew that with his current incarnation late-stage cultivation base, most of the situations could be solved with his cultivation base. The result is doomed.

Yin Wanxi only wanted the Pearl of the Wind, and he didn't want the blood of the half-demon to continue to live in the world and make him lose face.

It's just that neither of them expected that Yin Zhong would end up with the soul lamp being extinguished when Si Feng went out alone to confront Si Feng.

In just a short time, Yin Wanxi accepted the news of Uncle Zhong's death. He stood in a room where the soul lamp was placed, waved his hand, and asked the guarding monks to reset the extinguished soul lamp.

When he got here, Yin Wanxi stopped by to see the place where his wife Ping Ning and his son Yin Wenshu's soul lamps were placed.

His wife Ping Ning's soul lamp was as dazzling as his own, but his son Yin Wenshu's soul lamp looked like it had been blown by the wind from time to time. Yin Wanxi felt distressed when he saw it.

The people he sent out repeatedly missed. Yin Wanxi looked at the weak soul lamp for a while, and decided to take action himself, to see if there was any other way for the arrogant beast to escape.

Yin Wanxi has outstanding talent. After ascending to the position of the head of the Yin family, he has never lacked resources. He has already been a monk in the late stage of Mahayana. As long as he breaks through this Mahayana, he will pass the tribulation stage.He is only one step away from the top cultivation in the world.

But this step is far away, after all, it needs to step in to count.

Just before Yin Wanxi decided to do it himself, Si Feng took Yin Wanxi's step in before he came to deal with the matter.

He is already a monk in the Transcending Tribulation Period.

In the long barren mountains and the dark sky, Si Feng ignited a red flame in his hand and let it stay in front of him in the wilderness where there was no human voice but the sound of cicadas and frogs.

When Yin Wanxi tore open the rift in the space, what he saw was a white-haired young man sitting on the ground with his head down, his legs bent, his head resting on his knees, and looking at the burning flames in front of him.

The jumping of the flames made the desolation on his face even better in this environment.

"Si Feng."

Yin Wanxi looked at the young man's face, which was somewhat similar to that of his son Yin Wenshu, and then fell on his white hair, his voice carried his majesty as the head of the family, and the dislike hidden in it.

Si Feng's eyes were originally looking at the dancing flames, but after the visitor spoke, he raised his head to look at Yin Wanxi in midair.

Yin Wanxi originally thought that he had forgotten the face of the monster girl, but in front of Si Feng, he realized that he could remember some in his mind.

Looking at his expressionless face, I realized that the feeling revealed by his eyes was not at all similar to his mother Sirou.

That girl from the monster tribe has a bright appearance and looks a little stupid, but her eyes, no matter what she looks at, are gentle, especially when she looks at herself.And this Si Feng, those eyes showed no warmth at all, instead it was like drizzle in spring, cold from the bottom of his bones.

"You're here." The flame in front of Si Feng gradually extinguished, he stood up and faced Yin Wanxi.

Wait, this momentum...

It turned out to be the period of crossing the catastrophe!

Yin Wanxi was astonished.How old is Si Feng now?

With all his calculations, it will not be more than 2000 years since Yin Wanxi met his mother Sirou, so at his current age and cultivation base in the Transcending Tribulation Period, it can be said that the entire continent will be shocked when he hears this news!

Yin Wanxi's eyes unconsciously revealed a sense of shock. Si Feng is not at the Nascent Soul stage now, but in this short period of time, no matter how lean he is, he should be transformed into a god...Suddenly I want to understand the meaning of it Guan Qiao, Yin Wanxi looked at the white bead beside Si Feng again, and a kind of enthusiasm for the wind bead burst out in his heart.

If I get the Wind Orb, will I be able to break through the current Mahayana late stage cultivation until the tribulation stage!Even ascension!The son who suffered from spiritual chaos can get rid of all kinds of pills. From now on, he can not only solve big problems, but also become the proud son of heaven overnight!

Yin Wanxi pressed the button patiently.

"You heard what you preached a few days ago and as a father, because the matter is so important, so I took some time to check your news. It is also their blessing for those people to take the initiative to hurt you and be taught by you." Si Feng is now in the cultivation base of the Transcending Tribulation Stage, and Yin Wanxi is still behind him in the Mahayana Stage, so he played the emotional card.

Si Feng's originally expressionless face suddenly itched with a faint smile, "That's good."

"Have you checked it out now?"

Si Feng carefully locked the space around Yin Wanxi, he didn't want the rare opportunity to let him escape for other reasons.

Yin Wanxi laughed loudly: "My son Si Feng looks so similar to Wei's father, and the remaining five points are more like your mother, so I won't admit my mistake."

Si Feng's shallow smile was put away.

"So you remember my mother..." It seemed to be melancholy, but at the same time, it seemed to be difficult to calm down, and finally, it turned into a sigh.

"From the very beginning, what you wanted was the Wind Pearl."

White beads emerged, level with Si Feng's chest.

Yin Wanxi stood where he was. He knew in his heart that there was a constant grievance with Si Feng, and it would definitely not be resolved with a few words. The moment the Wind Orb appeared, a long rope glowing with lightning appeared in Yin Wanxi's hand, stretching straight. To the wind pearl.

"The pain of our mother and child is caused by you. Today, let's make this matter an end."

The long rope stretched out towards the cloud bead, but Si Feng did not put away the cloud bead. A long red silk appeared in his hand, surrounded by flames, and the thunder-glowing sword appeared straight in Yin Wanxi's hand. long rope.

The two magic weapons are fighting together.The other magic weapons in Yin Wanxi's hands were also used against Si Feng, Si Feng was not afraid at all, his spiritual power was condensed into the wind blade, and he went towards Yin Wanxi non-stop, and the talisman with flames rolled out in his hand, and threw it straight at Yin Wanxi.

It was originally a peaceful wilderness, but after the two fought, it began to become potholed and full of traces of fighting.

Lei Guang trembled on the long rope, and the flame was not weaker than Lei Guang.Si Feng was very dissatisfied with the stalemate between the two. There was an endless wind around them, which even rolled up space cracks, distorting and deforming the entire space where the two were.

Yin Wanxi's expression changed this time.

If the cracks in the surrounding space were distorted, and Yin Wanxi wanted to use the teleportation talisman to leave, he would fail due to the instability of the space.

It was rare for Yin Wanxi to quit, but Yin Wanxi found that he couldn't leave.

Si Feng controlled the space around him. Facing Yin Wanxi's attack, a magic weapon in the shape of a red jade tablet appeared in his hand to resist.

In the end, Si Feng retreated into the space crack, and left Jin Yunzhu in front of Yin Wanxi, letting him take a good look at Jin Yunzhu's appearance, and then exhausted almost all the spiritual energy in his body, and rolled up all the mobilized things around him. The force of the wind tore apart the space that trapped Yin Wanxi.

Si Feng saw Yin Wanxi's lips moving, as if he had said something.But the wind was too loud, and he didn't want to hear what he said.

The entire space is distorted and chaotic. Although the aura in the cracks in the space is sufficient, it is so violent that ordinary monks cannot use it for cultivation.Yin Wanxi used other magic weapons in his hand to protect himself and wanted to leave, but when his spiritual power was exhausted, he used the spiritual stone in the storage bag to resist.

The two were in a stalemate, half a month later, Yin Wanxi's body was filled with space and the hurricane cut countless wounds, and his whole body was scattered in the space gap.A golden Nascent Soul flew out of the body, was swept up by a flaming wind, screamed, and disappeared.

The place where the two fought for more than half a month, with one dead and the other leaving, turned into an irregular scorched black pit, in which was flashed a much stronger aura of wind, fire and thunder.

The white-haired youth was a little tired.

Si Feng left the crack in the space, and found a quiet place to stop at random.

He was wearing a light black dress today, which is what disciples of Xiangyao Peak often wear.The clothes were torn, and there were bloodstains that were not obvious.

Si Feng thought about Chu Chi, thought for a while, and left a slightly tired image of himself in it with the photo stone.