Moreover, he is an outer disciple.

Yan Feng's ancestral god's cultivation made the woman subconsciously think that Yan Feng was an outer disciple.

I had already failed to get through the barrier and was in a bad mood.

The immortal aura of the woman suddenly dissipated and fell on Yan Feng's body.

"Where did the disciples come from? Do you even treat me when I see my senior sister?"

He spoke coldly, and the woman was obviously showing power to Yan Feng.

The wind stopped slightly.

I felt the powerful oppression force of the immortal realm that appeared on my body, but this oppression was completely removed when it approached my body.

In the Dantian area of ​​Yanfeng, there is a black vortex.

It was the aura emitted from it that removed this powerful pressure.

"Who are you?"

Yan Feng spoke lightly and looked at the woman.

As the saying goes, women are unreasonable.

This is really true.

Yan Feng asked himself that he had never angered the woman, and he didn't even say a word.

It was just because when this woman appeared, she looked ahead and happened to see this woman.

This woman is here to find fault with her.

Yan Feng is never a casual and tyrannical person, but he will never let others step on his head.

"Murong Xue."

The woman looked at Yan Feng and spoke coldly.

When Yan Feng heard the name of Murong Xue, his eyes slightly condensed.

"Snow…"

There is also the word "Snow" in Murong Xue's name.

But in just one breath, Yan Feng suppressed the abnormality.

His figure regarded Murong Xue's immortal power as if it did not exist.

Walk past him.

"You don't deserve this name."

The sound opened lightly.

Then, Yan Feng's figure stepped directly into the Tower of Heaven and disappeared.

And Murong Xue was in shock at this moment.

He suddenly turned his head...look at the entrance to the Tower of Heaven.

There was still disbelief in my eyes!

Judging from his cultivation, he is obviously just an ancestral god, a small ancestral god... Why does he have no sense of oppression under the pressure of his immortal realm?

Murong Xue originally planned to go back and continue her retreat.

But looking at the light lit up on the first floor of the Tower of Heaven...

Clenched his fists.

"I want to see which level you can go to."

There was a hint of anger in Murong Xue's eyes.

Regarding what Yan Feng said before...'You don't deserve this name.'

"When you come out, if you don't give a reason, you will definitely pay the price!"
Chapter completed!